Xerebus was silent.
"You aren't holding you half of the bargain," I smirked. "You refuse don't you?"
"Attack.....in two days.......and I will hand over my organization......" he answered quietly. "And.................
I smirked, but it was sudenly gone. I felt a new presance in the castle.
"Hold that thought," I smirked. I closed my eyes and found the new power I had aquired.
"I, Kratos the pactmaker....summon forth....the power of the Gods.....Dopplegangers......" I said calmly. Several lesser nobodies sitting in my room screamed in pain and finally succumbed to my will and transformed into versions of myself.
"You," I said pointing to the first one. "Kyxsha has brought a......"
"I know," the clone answered. "I know. I will go."
He turned, opened a portal, and left to go take hold of the prisoner. I turned to the second one. A thought of interest had come to me. Zavix....was starting to have memories....I smirked and slid into his thoughts without him rearlizing it. I made a quiet scenario and forced it into his mind.....then I looked at the other clone. "Deal with him," I said. The other nodded and walked away to deal with Zavix.
"Still hate your kind don't you?" Xerebus asked. I could hear the satisfaction in his voice.
"I have always hated humans," I answered. "Even thoughs I pretend to deal with. I would kill them all in a heart beat. I hate them. They are Nature's defect."
"You know yourself too well," Xerebus laughed. "You hate being human. Even with all this power. You are still that though. You are still human."
"No," I answered. "I am not human. I am a pactmaker. I am the division between man and god. I am....."
"Five hundred years has taught you nothing still. You still make the same mistakes," Xerebus answered darkly. "Even as you made plans with Asmen.....secrets that will never be brought to light...plans that in the end fail you.......and now, you have made a machine befitting the gods, and yet you still....."
"I don't see you making the machine!" I shot back. "You haven't done anything to retrieve Martel!"
Xerebus was silent. I smirked. I had won the argument. Everything went back to her.....Martel....everything.....
Xerebus took a breath in.
"You're childish Xraktos," Xerebus said calmly. "Your master would laugh to see you so mesed up.....at least he was a human that did not impose his will upon the gods."
"DO NOT BRING THAT MAN INTO THIS!" I roared. "He tried to kill me. They all did. Every single one of the pactmakers council. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THOSE KEYBLADE WEILDING B*****S!"
"So unspecial you are," Xerebus laughed. "You couldn't even form a keyblade.....three hundred years of trying......even after the keyblade users disappeared......you went in your own little world and......."
"SHUT UP!" I yelled back. "SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP! I'LL KILL YOU!"
I formed Cypher in my hand and it seathed with god power. I snapped it on the ground and the floor cracked.
"Don't even try," Xerebus said sounding uninterested. "We will wage our own war soon enough."
I stopped and Cypher disappeared.
"Fine," I answered. "When Martel comes back, I will deal with you."
Neither of us moved. Neither of us breathed. Both of us knew what the other was thinking. And in an instant, Xerebus was gone.
"Two days," I said a loud. "I will give you two days to hand over that organization. And then Martel will come back."
"Fine with me," Xerebus's voice answered. "Fine......"
I was left cold. I couldn't feel. All I could do....was hate.
