The History of Cinx and Daxma (actuall RP, Private ADogX and TheKnightofAwesome only)

Daxma was sent on a mission by the Organization to defeat a powerful Heartless. It would pose a threat to them. That's what their leader, Xyliar said to him. Daxma was confused at the statement because he believed Heartless were weak and stood no chance against the Organization. But since it was a mission, he did it anyway. Daxma arrived through a Dark Corridor in the world known as The Soul Society. He arrived on a high cliff was said to be located. The Heartless was there, just as he was told. But this was no ordinary Heartless. Daxma recognized it right away.

 

"You!?" Daxma shouted. He now knows why Xyliar thought the Heartless was a threat to them The Heartless was in fact the Heartless of Daxma's Somebody, Adam. Daxma was now facing his direct opposite. "What the hell? I thought you were taken care of by Adam years ago!?" He asked.

"Hehe, But like you, I'm back. I'm here to wreak havoc on this wretched world!" the Heartless shouted. Daxma made his Double-Sided Flails appear, ready to fight.

"Unfortunately you're a threat to the Organization so I'm gonna have to take you out!" Daxma shouted back. He charged after his Heartless. He had no idea what he was in for.

 

The Heartless expected Daxma's attack and dodged it with ease. It was now behind Daxma, laughing.

"Hahaha! How pathetic and slow!" It shouted. "Now it's time I showed you what I can do!" The Heartless then took the form of Daxma himself, as well as creating the same kind of Flails.

"Wh-what the hell!? Are you mocking me!?" Daxmw shouted.

"I could be. But then again, I DID learn some new tricks." The Heartless said, readying for for his own attack.

 

OOC: Adding some color =D

IC: Daxma didn't like where the battle was going. He never knew his Heartless version grew so powerfull. The second it took Daxma's form and weapons, Daxma's power was added to the Heartless' own.

"I see. Well then, it seems I'm going to have some fun. Guess I'm turning into NitonXao," Daxma said, laughing. He then took his battle stance. He and his Heartless version looked exactly alike now."This is rediculas. It's like looking in a freaking mirror," He thought.

 

"Yes indeed Daxma. This fight WILL be fun. But only for me unfortunately for you!" The Heartless shouted. He then lunged at Daxma.

"We'll see about that!" Daxma shouted back. He did the same lunge the Heartless did. It really was like looking in a mirror. Soon both their Flails clashed. Wind and darkness was spreading all over. With comparing power, the Heartless was winning.

 

Daxma and his Heartless kept fighting each other for 10 more minutes. Daxma was growing exausted while the Heartless was still full of energy. And it wasn't done yet.

"Hahaha! What's the matter!? Am I too much for you!?" The Heartless shouted. It was still attacking while Daxma was still blocking.

"Damn you," was all Daxma could say. He was completely overwhelmed.

"Enough messing around!" The Heartless then kicked Daxma in the stomach with shear force. Daxma spit out blood and was blown to the edge of the cliff. The Heartless reverted back to it's original form.

 

Daxma was coughing and spitting blood as his Heartless walked up to him. He was smiling as Daxma's Flails vanished.

"You're not as tough as you think Daxma. When I take the form of my opponent, his strength from that original time I took his from becomes mine whenever I choose to take his form. Lucky for you, when I revert back to my original form, my strength returns back to my own. But it doesn't matter. You've lost the strength and will to fight," the Heartless explained. Daxma attempted to get up.

"You'll...*cough*...never get away with this," Daxma struggled to say.

"It seems like I have. Don't worry. I won't kill you. I'll let you suffer the humiliation of losing to a Heartless." Bells began to ring in the city in the city below them. "You better hurry and get out of here. The Thirteen Court Guard Squads know we're here. Bye." Daxma's Heartless left through the darkness.

"D-damn. How did this...happen...?" Daxma then passed out.

 

Daxma awoke in a bed. The room he was in looked like a hospital room. When he sat up, he rubbed his head and noticed there bandages around it. His cloak was hanging up on a rack next to him. He was wearing his old green sweater, blue jeans, and blue shirt. Just like his Somebody.

"Where am I? The last thing I remember was laying on that cliff," Daxma said to himself. A woman then walked up to him.

"You're in the Squad 4 Barracks," She said. She had purple hair and a black kimono.

"L-Luietenant Kotetsu!?"

 

"It's been quiet a long time, hasn't it Captain Fukishima?" Luietenant Kotetsu asked. Daxma sighed in disgust and layed back down.

"Come on, you know I'm no longer a Captain. I resigned from the Thirteen Court Guard Squads decades ago," Daxma replied. Daxma was the Ex-Captain of Squad 5.

"Just because you don't have heart, doesn't mean you had to resign from being a Captain, Daxma," Another woman said. It was the Captain of Squad 4, Retsu Unohana.

"Captain Unohana. It seems you're still the Captain of Squad 4. How long has it been, 400 years now?"

 

Captain Unohana smiled at Daxma. They were long-time friends when Daxma was a Captain. It was all a distant memory until now.

"A little longer than that but I'm glad you remembered," Captain Unohana said. She walked over to the rack and grabbed Daxma's cloak and gave it back to him. "I see that you've changed since the last time we met."

"Yes unfortunately. More so I've changed a little back," Daxma replied, putting his cloak on. "I still miss being a Captain. Saving people. Killing Hollows. But I'm back to my old self. Sort of."

"I can see in your eyes all that's happened since you left. Would you like to have some tea with Captain Kyōraku and Captain Ukitake?"

"Sorry, but I..."

"You will have some tea with us won't you?" She asked again. Though smiling, she was striking fear into Daxma. It was the only way Daxma could feel anything.

"S-sure Captain Unohana. Whatever you say," Daxma replied. He was shaking.