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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[theheartofdarkness]

What was there was there, yes. But that was no guarantee that there wouldn't - or couldn't - be more than simply that. For all that there were now more things that required Ansem's attentions, the darkness would and could take care of itself will enough. Better yet, any potential anger that would come of this would only further fuel the darkness.

Unfortunately for Emizel, he might as well have been trying to cage a shadow. True, he was far more corporeal than some of his brethren, but that was no great inconvenience. It was, after all, only a moment's worth of thought to vanish into the darkness itself and so avoid Emizel's second blast of flame entirely.

When he reappeared a moment later, he was no longer alone either. This time his Guardian had come along with him, looming silently behind him. If it was a fight Emizel wanted, then it was fight he'd have.