Gandal left, not telling Marluxia who he was chasing or why he was doing so. He boosted himself, landing on a railway. Running up, he came to a roof. Sprinting; coming to the edge, just enough space so he would be able to make the jump; just hitting the building in front of him. He sighed with relief, and carried on doing the same process repeatedly until he saw Aragon. He let a smile briefly flicker on his face. Adreneline kicked in and he slammed forward, faster than he had ever gone before, the wind slapping at his face wildly. He approached Aragon quicker and quicker. He then turned left, jumping from the building and landing on the road with a soft thud; right behind his prey.

Marluxia looked behind her. "Where did Gandal go?" She looked around but couldn't see him. "Not again..." She ran. It didn't matter which direction. She just ran. "Gandal!" she shouted. "Where are you?!"

Gandal took out his dagger, it all seemed to be in slow motion, the sun refelcted the metal on the dagger, he brought it down... slowly.

Marluxia rushed him. She bowled him over and knocked the dagger out of his hand. "What are you doing? Believe it or not, we need him." She held him down to stop him from killing Aragon. Her raven hair fell over her face as she did so.

Gandal felt his blood level rise, faster and faster.

No! The voice screamed though his hand, taking control over him. He couldn't let the darkness consume him; the anger, the ferocity. He fell to his knees, his veins standing out, not red blood, a new colour seeped through; a dark black, the colour of dirt. He screamed, falling to his knees, he looked up at Marluxia, a last word coming from his mouth, "Sorry." Then his eyes pulsed, exploding with the same black that raced through his veins.

And then his just vanished; gone.

Marluxia was stunned. Something was definitely off. She hadn't seen anything like that before. "What the hell?" She knew what her mission was now. Find Gandal and turn him back.

Gandal had tried to conceal his other self, his evil self. His surrounding were pitch black. Whispers, screams... Muffles. He fell to his knees, this couldn't be happening; no, not now... Not ever.

Aragon looked at Marluxia. "Why, after all i did? Why?" He asked. "And what do you mean you need me?"

Aragon looked at Marluxia. "Why, after all i did? Why?" He asked. "And what do you mean you need me?"

The darkness around Gandal slowly started to fade, he was now at a church, on his kness?. God, please not this one! his mind screamed. At the front of the church stood a fiery red demon, dark sword in hand. The demon outstretched his hand, closer and closer to Gandal's heart; his soul.

'You're mine!' The monster screeched, plunging his hand into his stomach. Then it was over. The darkness returned.

Aragon saw Gandal in his head, consumed in darkness. "Gandal!" he screamed. Then he fell to the ground, exhausted and tired.

((Maybe it'd be better if everyone isn't falling to the ground???))

(what's happening here?)

((Aragon has destroyed out houses and betrayed us so I; Gandal, hunt him down and attempt to kill him but am restrained by Marluxia. I then am consumed by a dark source and dissapear.))

(OoO very dramrictic)
Just stood next to Marluxia

"I am doing this," Marluxia said turning to Aragon, "because one death shouldn't be met with another." She held her hand out to him so she could help him up. "And I need you because your cunning."

Gandal looked at his arms, black veins pulsing... His vision was tinged with red and he now wore crimson armour and a cape the flowed from his back. He felt powers pulse through him like a heart beating, faster, faster...

Gandal smiled.

"Well thank you for that compliment" he said, looking into her eyes as she helped him up. "You know, such beings as yourself are truly a wonder, your beliefs and honour, is somewhat like I have never seen before" he said, looking off into the distance. "Now, off to find Gandal" he said jumping off the roof.

"We need to find Gandal and change him back. With this new power, who knows what he is capable of. And your welcome by the way." She jumped off after him and landed on her feet. "If you were given the hit, you should know him quite well. Where would he be in a time of trouble?"

"Somewhere between madness and insanity, in which he is already both, so around abouts that way" he said running through a wall.

"I'm a hunter. Not a magician. Let me in on that one will you," she yelled at him. She ran alongside the buildings that he was going through until they came to a church. "Do you really think he would seek the help of God? He didn't seem the religious type to me."

"Neither did he to me, but that's where his heart lays nonetheless" he said quietly.

"Alright then," Marluxia said as she pushed open the large wooden doors. She saw Gandal in his current form and sighed. "Oh Gandal... What has happened to you?"

"Stay back" warned Aragon. He slowly walked up to him… "Gandal, its ne" he said quietly.

Stelios ran up to the building, hearing some rather weird noises from within.... They better not destroy the church! He pushed the large doors aside to find... those guys. Again.
"What are you guys doing?"