Sora's Darkness

"Yeah, he's kinda disappointing me too. I can mentally torture him if you want."

 

He steps aside and gestures to Sephiroth to take over. "Remember, he isn't Sora."

 

"Mind if I use your memory of Sora defeating him?"

 

"That isn't really painful, but I believe all of them 'felt' betrayed that someone looks like Roxas eliminating Organization members one-by-one."

 

"That's not the point. Remember how Roxas was when he was forced to view his own death by Cloud over and over?"

 

"True. Show everyone else's death as well."

 

"Okay." He made all of the Organization XIII's deaths run through and repeat over and over in Luxord's mind.

 

After a few detours, he finally found the world he was looking for. "Did you know Twilight Town makes them too?"
Cloud looks around the marketplace carefully. "No, I don't."

 

Axel walked intro his room, he needed a replacement sock. He looked everywhere, but couldn't find one. Fire literally burnt in his eyes when his next though came to mind. "Someone took my sock!"

 

"That sounds like Axel."

 

Axel threw things apart looking for his sock.

Tifa was in the room, still invisible, however she was taking notes on some kind of ghostly paper. "This is too hilarious," she whispered to herself.

 

"So, you think this is hilarious, hm?" He asked Tifa.

 

"Yeah" she said while nodding, it didn't matter what she said to Sephiroth, after all, he couldn't do any harm to her, she was already dead. "I'm wonder what his reaction will be when he opens his sock draw, it looks like some of those socks haven't been washed for a few years."

 

"Probably. The scent of just one of those vile things was enough to make me gag."

 

Axel pulled out a sock, "Perfect, ultimate fire resistant, the trick is to not wash it... at all!" he said proudly to himself.

Tifa held her nose, "Is it possible to die twice?"

 

He shuddered and covered his nose with his wing. "I don't think so."

 

Tifa was practically choking, "It feels that way though," she said between coughs and splutters.

 

His socks are so bad that it's killing a spirit!

By now he was gagging. "You're already dead, and I'm pretty sure that the dead cannot die again."

 

Yep, his socks are really that bad!

Tifa folded her arms, "You're ruining my fantasy," she sighed, "I was pretending to be alive for a moment and for that moment it felt like I was."

 

"You mean the moment you were choking to death due to Axel's sock?" He said as he continued to gag.