Kingdom Hearts 2 lite novel volume 2. Demyx fight in Hollow Bastion.
Once again SDG literally runs into Demyx.
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[[MORE]]The trio hurled themselves straight into the mass of Nobodies.
Or they were about to—but someone stood in their way.
“Wak!” Unable to stop in time, Donald crashed into the man at full speed. “Get outta the way!
Holding his bruised bill, Donald glared up at him—then noticed that the man wore a black cloak and jumped back.
"You guys sure are looking lively,” the man remarked.
Sora recognized the face and the voice.
“Hey, didn’t we catch you messing around in the Underworld? How’d a wimp like you get into Organization XIII?”
Demyx backed away, pretending to be cowed.
“Can you even fight?” Sora taunted, folding his arms.
“We won’t hold back!“ Donald added.
"It’s wrong to judge people by appearances,” Demyx told them with a self-confidence completely opposed to his earlier attitude.
“You sure about that?” Sora held the Keyblade ready.
“…I told them they were sending the wrong guy.“ Demyx’s expression fell again, and he scratched his head in frustration, confidence gone.
“…What’s up with him?” Sora muttered, baffled at his constantly changing mood.
“Remember, Sora?” said Goofy. “The organization’s made up of Nobodies.”
“Oh, right! No hearts!” Sora nodded and fixed a glare on Demyx.
“Aw, we do too have hearts. Please don’t be mad!” Now he looked apologetic.
“You can’t fool us!” shouted Donald, waving his wand.
“Silence, traitor” Pointing at Sora, Demyx had transformed again, grimly furious. He dashed at the trio and brandished his weapon, which resembled a huge stringed instrument—a sitar.
“Whơ’s this traitor?!” Sora demanded, blocking the attack.
“Traitors are traitors!” Demyx sprang into the air, and a wave of water gushed out of the ground.
“Whoa!”
The ferocious wave knocked them back, and the spray took on shapes—watery copies of Demyx surrounding them.
“Ack!”
“Fire! Blizzard!” Donald shot off spells at the copies, which splashed into nothing with one hit.
The trio made quick work of the rest of the clones and then began to chase down Demyx. But jets of water spouted up from near his feet, and they couldn’t get close.
“That’s cheatin!” Goofy complained.
“I don’t see how!” Demyx retorted and fired more water at them.
“Thunder!” Donald managed to stop one of the jets with a spell.
“Quick, take him down!” Donald called.
“Nice work, Donald!” Sora saw the opening and rushed at Demyx.
“You got it!” Sora leaped up to attack—and so did Demyx, sitar poised.
“Having fun yet?”
“Not really!” Sora brought down the Keyblade.
“Gah!” Demyx yelped. That was all it took to send him crashing into the ground. He let out a pitiful whine as his sitar dissolved into water trickling between his fingers. “Aw, c'mon, no way!”
“Yes way.” Sora stared down at him.
Before his eyes, a dark mist enveloped Demyx, and then he was gone.
“Anyone from the organization who wants to be next?” Sora shouted at the empty square.
“Hey, Sora..” Donald tugged at his hand, then stood up to scold with his arms folded. “Don’t antagonize them!”
“Yeah, we gotta go help out our friends first,” Goofy said cheer fully, running over to join them.
“Oh, right. Sorry” Sora rubbed his head sheenishly.
