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Two shots rang out of the abandoned theater, one right after the other. Crimson blossomed on his white dress shirt and his pearl teeth seemed to have a slight ting of orange. Red. In an attempt to speak the man spat blood at the shooter, who was paralyzed with fear. "F-Funny...t-tastes like tin f-foil...."The red man's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he fell to the ground with a sickening thud and began to shudder. The convulsion ended abruptly, blood pooled under the man, dripping from his mouth, dripping from his chest. A glassy look came over his cold eyes.

Nothing. Nothing. Nobody. Nobody. The gun fell to the ground with a plastic clank. Tears bloomed in his eyes. Fell down his face. Stained his shirt, which he had taken so much care to keep blood off of.

Silence.

"So how was that?" A shrill high-pitched male voice echoed through the dark room. The "dead man" propped himself up on one elbow and stared expectantly into the empty audience. "'Wow', right?" He stood and stretched, and the second man whipped sweat from his brow. "And you!" He walked over to the second man and placed his dirty red hands on the clean shirt "Who knew you could sprout tears like that! You were born for this!"

The second man brushed the first's hands away, "Well, Luxord, am I in?" He droned ignoring the man and turning to the audience.

"Axel, don't be so cold!"

"That is enough, Demyx. Axel, are you serious about this?" A deep menacing voice boomed from the audience.

Axel kept a stern face, "Absolutely, Luxord."

The blonde man stood and dusted off his black pants. He walked slowly up to the stage, his footsteps echoing through the auditorium in loud, ominous clops. He stopped at the base of the stage and reached into his jacket.

"You have one last test then." He said, "You must 'die'." Luxord pulled the gun out of his jacket and aimed at Axel's shirt.

Bang

Axel staggered backwards, his hand on his stomach. Red, bright crimson life covered his shirt. Axel fell, just had Demyx did. Exactly as Demyx did.

Only Axel didn't get back up.

"Maan," Demyx said staring at the body, "I was hoping you'd actually let this guy in. He was good."

Luxord tucked the real gun into his jacket, "But remember, Demyx. What is our rule?"

Demyx rolled his eyes, "Trust nobody but us. Let nobody but us in. And no women."

Luxord smiled, "Right."