In Your Darkest Hour, Call to Me

[theheartofdarkness]

Character(s): Ansem and Emizel
Content: A Heartless comes to do what he does best
Setting: Wherever Emizel is
Time: Midday
Warnings: Ansem :|b

Ansem was no stranger to loss. It was part of that which was life, and one of the things that most people could expect to experience. Of course, it hardly bothered him - why be bothered about the loss of one particular heart - but for those who still lived in the light? Oh, there were many ways to injure a heart and none of them more so than loss.

Thus, it should hardly have been a surprise when he came to Emizel. He knew darkness, and anger, and this was so clearly both, for all that he didn't announce his presence. He didn't see a need to, when he was fairly certain that Emizel would notice his presence in due time.

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[trademark_skull]

While there may have been an array of possibilities to what could have happened, Emizel was only set on one: He took her. That god damn bastard took her. The timing was all too perfect for it to be nothing else. After all the Nobody made it quite clear he was going to take everything dear from him. Starting with Urd made perfect sense, but how far would it go? Was Valvatorez going to disappear next?

No, he wasn't going to allow that. No more people were going to get hurt or captured just because of him. As soon as Emizel got over the pain of--

"..." the demon felt it. It sure had been awhile the last time 'that' was around.

"You again," Emizel turned to the side. His voice sounded a bit dry, that strange blend of sorrow, anger, and hurt that some used when failing to hide all three.