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something wicked this way comes.

Characters: Rhode Kamelot's Evil Twin & YOU.
When: The week of March 12th.
Where: Inside your little minds. ♥
Rating: R. Rhode does not play nice normally. She is definitely not playing nice now.
Summary: Rhode's evil doppleganger is causing havoc within the minds of the people of Nesreca. No one is safe -- not her family, not her friends, and especially not her enemies.

Shoot me a PM with details on what you want your character to have nightmares about. NO ONE IS SAFE from evil!Rhode, bwahaha. And she will be invading heads and fucking with people's dreams ALL WEEK.

Have fun, lovelies. ♥

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"I've been inside your head, Kanda Yuu."

Rhode's voice was a low growl as Alma moved forward.

"I was there."

Kanda turned on his heels, bangs hiding his eyes from plain view as he spun around and moved to hack off Rhode's head again. He had no patience for these kinds of mind games. He had had enough.

Play time was over.

A candle appeared out of nowhere, to protect Rhode from the flash of Mugen, as the little girl skipped backwards, wrapping her arms around the akuma who was staring at Kanda with hatred.

"I want you to kill him," Rhode whispered, standing on her tip-toes to whisper into the akuma's ear. "And if you can't..."

The tiniest of pauses.

"Self-destruct."

That hate. That look made him regret that there wasn't anything he could do to change how things ended between them. Kanda kept his grip tight on Mugen, still keeping it deactivated. He didn't want to hurt Alma.

He couldn't bar to face the look of utter shock and hurt with the silent 'why?' again.

The akuma, under Rhode's command, launched forward, reaching forward with a hand to slash at Kanda's chest, snarling in rage.

"Yuu."

He was fast. Kanda leapt back at the last second to get out of the way, giving a soft 'tch' as the front of his trench coat took the brunt of the attack. After spending months with Alma - the real, innocent Alma - part of him wanted to yell out, to tell him to snap out of it. He didn't. He knew it wouldn't work.

It was a dream, after all.

He just had to make sure not to get killed.

The akuma kept coming after Kanda, slashing and snarling and attacking, each time going for his throat, his chest.

Alma was trying to kill him.

"Surprised to see me again?" Alma hissed with a grin as he whipped forward a hand to attack Kanda's side.

He was completely on the defensive. He blocked with Mugen when he could, flat out dodging when he couldn't. There wasn't eveen any time to think. If he stopped to think, then it would cost him dearly.

"You're supposed to be dead."

So long as Kanda was still breathing, Alma would continue fighting. He wanted blood.

"I was, but the Earl brought me back," Alma hissed, his fist connecting with Kanda's chest to send him flying backwards.

"The Earl what?" And there it was. The second of hesitation Alma needed to connect, sending Kanda crashing into the building behind him.

Slowly, he picked himself up and spit out the blood in his mouth. "No one called for you, idiot. How could he bring you back?"

Edited 2011-03-13 23:40 (UTC)

"Someone did, Yuu. You did."

Alma's hands found Kanda's throat and he slammed him against the wall.

What the hell? Kanda let out a silent cry, coughing up more blood. This wasn't right. It wasn't right at all. He never called out for Alma, even if he wished things had gone differently.

Kanda reached up, his hands wrapping around Alma's wrists to pry the hands off him. "Don't be such a dumbass, dumbass."

And then, suddenly, Alma Karma the Akuma froze, his hands still wrapped around Tyki's neck.

And like a movie, in the background, the memory of Rhode Kamelot began to play. The memories of Kanda Yuu, the laboratory, the screaming of Kanda as he was forced to rewatch everything that had happened -- the hatred of Alma Karma culminating into the final release of the Akuma within.

Allen Walker and Rhode Kamelot helpless bystanders.

"Oi! Alma!" The memories he didn't want to see. He ignored them, for the most part, taking advantage of the slackened grip to shrug the hands off his neck.

"Snap out of it, dumbass!"

"There's nothing to snap out of!"

And, just like that, the akuma tosses Kanda aside, with the strength that he never possessed as a human being.

Rhode is sitting on a rock, cackling all the while.

"Tch." Kanda stumbled just slightly over his own feet as he righted himself, skidding to a halt a ways away. He watched Alma carefully for a moment before glancing over at Rhode. How to defeat her, if this illusion of Alma as an akuma was getting in the way?

He had to figure out something.

"You should have asked La~vi~♥."

Because Rhode could guess what he was thinking. She swung her legs back and forth, grinning.

"He figured it out."

Then, as an aside:

"Kill him."

And Alma lunged forward once again, going for Kanda's throat.

Kanda's attention was immediately forced back on Alma. He brought Mugen up to block, quickly kicking him aside and away. He wasn't going to let himself be cuaght off guard a second time.

The Fourteenth wanting to strangle him was more than enough.

The akuma kept coming at Kanda, with harsh kicks and punches and slashes that absolutely refused to give in. His strength was limitless -- he refused to give in until Kanda was dead on the ground, without a second thought.

"I hate you," Alma growled, lunging for the Exorcist's throat once again.

Kanda didn't fight back. Not seriously, anyway. He perried, blocked, dodged, and countered where he could. Had he been just a normal human, he would ne utterly exhausted by now. But his body was different; he could feel the burn in his arms and legs and lungs, but that was it. It was still a matter of time, however, before even his body woukd feel fatigued.

"I did what I had to."

The akuma refused to relent. Alma was driven by pure hatred -- energy was being fueled by adrenaline and with each blow, he was getting stronger.

"Liar!"

"Alma!" The stronger Alma seemed to get, the more Kanda seemed to struggle, even only slightly. He couldn't keep this up forever, and he knew that. He was already starting to feel the signs of fatigue and how it started to sap his strength.

He needed to end this. He needed to find a way to do it without hurting his best friend.

It's then that Rhode laughs, shrilly, from her perch.

"I can give you a hint~♥, if you want one," she jeers, tucking her legs underneath her as she watches Alma knock Kanda aside, like a rag doll. "To get out of here, you have to find my true~♥ form."

Kanda skid to a hakt once more, down on one knee and panting slightly. He spared Rhode another glance, then turned back to Alma. He knew that he had to find her true form. He really should have asked Lavi how he figured it out while he was still here.

Hell, he actually missed the annoying rabbit right now.

Rhode wasn't Rhode. He knew that. That left him with two choices. The obvious was the illusionary, forgotten Allen. The second was Alma.

Except there was a problem if it was Alma. He couldn't kill him a second time. There was just no way.

Alma took the opportunity to seize Kanda by the throat again, claws digging into his neck as he grinned maniacally.

Rhode tutted to herself.

"You're not putting on a very good show."

something wicked this way comes.

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...lol man i fail. building=ruins.

ILUUU.

<3

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