A Dark Reflection: Demitri (Pt1, Read Desc.) [OOS]

Within a split second of picking up the shard he drops it. The pain that ran through him was almost reminiscent of losing his heart. What did it do? He let out a sigh and went to sit down on one of the nearby stools in the kitchen. “Why can't I help but feel that there is another presence?” He pauses for a moment, “It's probably just from picking up the shard.” He shook his head and stood back up. “I may as well go back to what I was doing.” Demitri flicked his wrist and summoned a dark corridor. He walked through and it brought him to his own sanctuary within the castle: The West Wing.

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As soon as the portal closes Demitri looks around once more, the lingering presence still on his mind. “It's nothing. You're simply over reacting.” He reached out and summoned his blade-staff, Equilibrium. Just 'calm' down. There's nothing to it. He started to swing his weapon around, more so to allay his wandering mind than to actually practice. His somebody had worked with a metal pole for years, so it was no surprise to him when he found his weapon was just as similar. Over the years he'd become almost one with his weapon, working with it to a point where it was an extension of his arm. Demitri senses the presence once more, this time he turned and pointed his weapon right in the direction. He wasn't wrong when he sensed someone, as whomever this was seemed dangerous. Not like having a blade to his throat phased the guy, actually he laughed. Which only caused Demitri to freeze up. It wasn't just anyone's laugh. “Who are you.”

It was his own. “Well we both know you can answer that. I am you. With some minor differences.” His reflection flicked his wrist, instead of a blade-staff it was a keyblade. “Oh and a heart.” The other smirked.

“Explain yourself, there's no way you're here for idle chit-chat.” Demitri raised the blade a bit more, he couldn't feel emotions but he sure remembered them.

“Tch. You're no fun! I just want to talk to you.” His reflection raised his keyblade to Demitri's blade-staff in a quick movement, he should have expected it. The dexterity of his reflection was higher because of the weapon. Not as much finesse is needed when you wield a blunt weapon.

“Then talk.” The other responded with a laugh and dislodged Demitri's weapon from his grip in one swift movement, he then quickly moved closer to the other. Making it so that Demitri wouldn't be able to get to his weapon.

“As you know it's a paradox for two of the same person to exist.” Demitri takes a step back, if he can get distance from the other he can at least fight with his hands. The chances were greatly lowered when a keyblade was at his throat.

“What difference does it make to you? You aren't exactly me, you're an alternate version.”

“Wrong!” The other swings the keyblade dangerously close to his skin. “I was brought to life through you. Right now I exist because of you. I'm what you could have been.”

“Still not what I was asking.”

“Technically speaking, you don't really exist.” He stepped back and there was a clear change in his demeanor. “Nobodies don't exist.”

“Oh, so first Nexias's reflection tries to kill me and now you?” He re-summons equilibrium. “You must be hallucinating if you think I won't put up a fight.”

“You're headstrong, no surprise there really. Which is good, since I was hoping for a fight.”

“I really wonder how the hell you even got a keyblade. For someone who's supposed to be moral you are terrible at it.”

“Ha! The sheer amount of power I have from it is amazing! You really missed out you know.”

“Why do I care? I'm okay with where I am now.”

“Are you really? Are you okay with the fact that if your somebody walked home on the same path as always he never would have lost his heart. One choice could have changed everything.” Demitri knew what he was trying to get at. He couldn't let it work. The past is the past.

“It's the past.”

“Psh. Okay, point is I could have anything I want with this thing! It's fantastic! People practically worship me.” The other laughs. “I could have the world if I wanted to!”

_{“Great... He's also a megalomaniac.”}

“What was that?” Demitri let his eyes flicker over to Equilibrium for a moment, he could possibly re-summon it.

“Nothing important, just the ramblings of someone that isn't real. You may want to get your head checked actually. I heard that wasn't healthy.”

“Excuse me?"

Demitri take the moment that his counterpart was in awe to move forward and position his blade to the other's throat, “You heard me.”

The other swallowed, “How dare you.” The mischievous look on his reflection's face changed to murderous one.

“So then, show me how strong you really are.”

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Word Count: 854
Time Spent on this: 4+ Hours _{Ah La fuck you very much cel shading}
Programs: Paint tool SAI, Photoshop CC 2014

Scrapped Variant of this: A Dark Reflection: Demitri (Scrapped VER) [OOS]
Template Piece: A Dark Reflection: Demitri (Part I) [OOS] (Also I changed the coat a bit)

I was going to do three screenshots, but then I realized something: I had no idea how to cel shade.
So after two hours I got the result of this.
I am 245% done with it.
Plus I realized it specified three comic pages and screenshots are not mentioned so i'm loop hole-ing my own journal.
_{We're just letting this one slide.}

I feel like the commentary I wanted to say was rage based at how ridiculously long this took.
(Oh! I had to re-do the line art as well since I came to dislike the really thin lines!)

I do however love the eye shape.
I'm being a great role model aren't I? Submitting an event piece on the last day possible.
Exemplary.
UNRELATED: The song Violet Hill by Pendulum is 20/10 and one of my new obsessions that has been renewed because of shuffle on my ipod.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VTNxOt…
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Art, Writing, Demitri, Nexias, R! Demitri