The Commission S2: Orden der Nocts [ A Kingdom Hearts/Minor TWEWY Roleplay ]

[DJQuackQuack]

"We should leave," he told Seirax, "I can tell that none of our comrades our here, so we will go and visit Twilight Town first. Hopefully the rest of the Organization will be waiting for us there."

He gave a nod of a silent agreement as he watched Master Zexion step into yet another dark, swirling corridor. He gave a look back at the armored soldiers who now occupied this place and knew they would have to confront them in the future no doubt. He followed into the portal, letting the darkness brush against him like tendrils until he appeared out in a whole new world. Stepping out though, it was not what he expected.

Expected...how is that possible? For some reason I had some idea as to what we'd be walking into even though I have never been here before. Well...it must be nothing. Just common sense that this destruction is not normal no matter what world you live on.

"What has happened to this world?!" he gasped, "Despicable!"

"I do not know, Master Zexion, but this most definitely does not seem safe. I suggest we move elsewhere before we join the majority of the population in their graves." Seirax said, hand firmly gripping the hilt of his blade in preperation for any unexpected guests.

"They aren't here either," he annouced, "We should try Traverse Town next."

"Allow me to go first." Replied Seirax as Zexion mentioned their next destination. "These last to worlds have met some form of tragedy or destruction, we know not of what the condition is of the other worlds or the state of our brothers and sisters. I will go in first should there be a threat."

Stepping in the corridor Zexion made, he pulled his hood over his head for concealing his face and stepped out into the neon lit streets of Traverse Town. Once again expecting the busy streets of many cultures despite not having memories, he was forced to push these away as the scene around him was envellopped in battles all around. He watched as Dug and Zexion soon followed, and while keeping his eye on everything around him he asked- "Your orders, Master Zexion? I shall do whatever it is you command."

[Organization_42]

- Traverse Town -

Just as Roxas was desperately trying to think of what to do next, Xion jumped in to help, powering up and launching into her deadly Ars Arcanum attack. He gave her a grateful, affectionate smile as she managed to knock his opponent down single-handedly. She's good!

"Not good enough," said Sora, "Will you PLEASE keep your head out of your Xion-infested fantasies and pay attention to these guys!"

"Yes, O Wise Heart!" snapped Roxas. Though he hated to admit it, Sora was right: the other man who had stepped in to help his fellow knight had deflected the rest of Xion's attack and had somehow transformed into a more powerful being then before! The mystery as to how he did that did not last long, as Roxas watched him throw a pill to his friend...Cain, or something like that. Within the span of mere seconds, Roxas and Xion were facing two ultra-powerful knights!

"What do you think my answer is? I'm more than ready to take on these squirts. Solex, you handle the blond brat while I have a score to settle with that black haired, flat chested tranny."

"Don't you DARE talk about her like that!" Roxas yelled furiously. He could hear Sora laughing inside his head, which did not improve his mood. And what exactly do YOU find so funny?

In between chuckles, Sora answered, "He just insulted her in front of you. That guy is doomed now!" Roxas just rolled his eyes and dashed towards Cain, no longer concerned about the possibility of losing his heart. When that heart was filled with love for Xion, there weren't any other options that he wanted to choose from.

***

- Twilight Town -

"Allow me to go first." Replied Seirax as Zexion mentioned their next destination. "These last to worlds have met some form of tragedy or destruction, we know not of what the condition is of the other worlds or the state of our brothers and sisters. I will go in first should there be a threat."

Zexion nodded. "That's not a bad idea, Seirax," he replied. With Dug at his heels, he followed his apprentice/bodyguard into a corridor and on to the next world. Once there, he found just as much chaos as on the other worlds...but this time they had successfully found their quarry too!

"Your orders, Master Zexion? I shall do whatever it is you command."

"Well, it looks like we've finally found Organization XIII- just in time too, from the looks of things," replied Zexion, barely hiding his disdain for how poorly they were handling this situation. "Let me see. Xemnas should be in charge, but I cannot smell him, so Axel would be next-in-line. I'd better see where he is and hopefully get a full report. I need you to assist your brothers and sisters; they are the ones in black cloaks, like the ones that we wear. And Dug...where is Dug?"

He looked up and saw that the brown dog had left them. Zexion didn't have to look far for him though: Dug had wandered around the battlefield, saw someone lying on the ground, and was now prancing around, licking the man's face. "Hi there!" he was saying cheerfully, "You're wearing my master's uniform! You must be a friend! My name is Dug! What is your name? Why do you smell like blood?"

"Axel!" groaned Zexion. He quickly went over and pulled the excited dog away. "Dare I ask what happened to you, and why your uniform is covered in blood?"

"Aha! I knew I smelt blood! Do I get a treat for getting that right?"

"Dug, sit!" snapped Zexion. This was not good, they could not afford to lose another member, but at least Axel hadn't faded...yet. And who was the woman sitting next to him?

[∞]

Max panicked as more people arrived and revelaed themselves to be hostile. It wasn't necessarily the numbers, with four arms, two legs and alchemy on his side, he could probably take care of a few of them. The biggest problem was that everyone was struck at about the same time. It became hard for him to think of who to assist first, and so spend a short and unhelpful time just sitting in his chair, eyes darting between all the warring parties. He was originally going to help Xiras, because he felt she was the member whom he was most friends with, and then she dissapeared with a woman Max didn't recognise. With the closest link gone, Max moved on to the person most in danger. Sumxic, with a knife to his throat and gently drawing blood, fit the bill perfectly.

Without even bothering to go through the door, Max stepped out of his diner seat, and the arms of his scarf shot forward, piercing the glass of the window he sat near, and grabbed the sill. He stepped back, and with the tension building in the fabric arms, he jumped off from the point, exiting the building in a shower of glass shards, bound for Sumxic.

[Crimson]

Axel was just about to fall asleep on the hard pavement, exhausted by blood loss and pain... when suddenly something wet hit his cheek. Snapping his emerald-green eyes open, he found himself looking at an animal, a dog - a talking dog, to be precise.
"Hi there! You're wearing my master's uniform! You must be a friend! My name is Dug! What is your name? Why do you smell like blood?"
The red-head stared at the blabbering Dug dumbfounded, wondering 1) how was he able to speak, and 2) who his "master" with the same kind of an uniform was. It hit him quite fast, considering that he was so badly injured that his thinking wasn't as sharp as usual - one annoying purple-haired fellow member had entered the scene.

"Axel!"
He sighed, as he heard the familiar groan coming from further away. He was relieved about the fact that mister Bookworm had arrived, but also irritated; he would be answering many questions now, and that wasn't something he was eager to do at that moment.
"Dare I ask what happened to you, and why your uniform is covered in blood?"
Another sigh escaped from Axel's lips. The throbbing pain in his abdomen and chest wasn't helping the situation, that was for sure.
"Now... why would that... be?" he said slowly with a jeering tone of voice, noticing how hard it was to speak with an audible voice, "It's not... like I got... beaten up... or anything... like that..." the sarcasm stayed in his voice, as he continued, forcing words out of his mouth. "I'm not... quite... in the mood to... talk right... now, genius... I'm trying... to stay alive... here..."
He finished his small speech with a series of coughs. At this rate he would be unconscious in no time.

[Zephyr]

Ixara felt as if she were intruding on some sort of private scene between Axel and the girl, Xion. And... what had she told them?! She had thought the girl ran off before she started muttering those things... this wasn't good. But Xion had run off already, for some reason leaving her friend in Ixara's care. The young woman put both of her hands on her head and dithered, knowing without a doubt that she would be in trouble... I'm dead... I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead... Her head felt as if it were in the middle of one of those unpleasant carnival rides where you are spun around and around and around until your insides spill out violently from your mouth. Still though, she had given her word to her... enemy... so she couldn't just leave this other... enemy... to die. Enemy.. enemy... they're my enemies! I shouldn't be helping them this is sooo wrong... Ixara continued to dither.

All of a sudden, interrupting her thoughts was a cheerful voice near her ear... talking to Axel and saying something about being a friend because of the same uniform. At the same time, another male voice appeared and Ixara tried to make herself as invisible as possible. This wasn't good. Because now she was outnumbered! Mother and fathr in heaven, I'm sorry for being such a failure... Looking up slowly, her eyes widened in surprise to see that the one cheerful voice in their midst belonged to a dog. In any other circumstance, she probably would have cried out in delight and tried to play with the creature, but right now clearly wasn't the best time. The other voice, the monotone, seemdto belong to a man who couldn't exactly be called tall, who was now addressing Axel, asking for an explanation. Invisible! Invisible! Ixara knew very well that she couldn't turn herself invisible, but nevertheless she hoped for some sudden powers as she scooted away slowly, trying to remain unnoticed.

[Flower]

"UWAH!" Caitali flailed her arms as she was thrown across the room, landing close to some red-headed girl with a weird-looking weapon. "Oh, there you are, Emyd!" she chirped happily, bouncing up.

She took another look at the girl, thinking quickly. A friend? That'd be nice. She was looking at Emyd a bit weirdly, which rose questions. However, there was no time to be guessing anyone. The Heartless were getting a little violent, not to mention they kept multiplying. She couldn't handle them alone,a nd Eyd kept running off! (Well, maybe she was the one who kept running.)

"Hey you, if you need a fighter, I'm your girl!" Caitali saluted.

_________

These people tend to get into fights a bit too much. Xenra thought with a small sigh as she watched the fireworks. The whole thing started with two girls fighting over a guy, then erupted into this mess. There was already a lot of tension when they arrived, but jeez--was this even neccesary? She noticed Max go off and shook her head. Somehow, she knew she was going to get dragged into this mess...

[Bleh, I got nothing. For now.]

[DJQuackQuack]

Zexion had relayed his orders, and Seirax knew he could not fail his allies on his first real mission. He surveyed the area and decided the ones who needed him most where the young boy and girl who wielded giant keys. Making his way over to them in a fast walk, he stopped by the ravenette's side and addressed her as such- "Hello, my name is Seirax. I am your ally, Master Zexion has ordered me to aid you in this fight so you do not need to worry, this oversized and disgusting brute shall die for trying to bring harm to my siblings of nothingness."

Once his monotone introduction was finished, he breathed in heavily, chest expanding and lungs filling to their maximum capacity before a burst of air erupted from his wrist. Whispering oh so quietly "Indole, Winds of Creation", his sword became wrapped up in a gale as the wind itself became an accessory to Indole.

"Come you hideous being, allow me to show you the true beauty of nature as it rips you to shreds."

(OOC-Seirax is talking to Solex in the last sentence, just so ya know ^^;;)

[Azrael]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0nnD2EBUmE (I shall dub this Crossing Over to The Unversed)

...and that's what I can tell you milord of what I've witnessed.

Curious in participating in the battle, Ramaxuli turned around and extended out his left hand. "Thank you. It's almost disheartening to know that Xehanort was that desperate to add in fresh blood. How my respect for my master has all but vanished to the empty winds. I'll make sure that his newly inducted soldiers shall experience the fate that their master and my master should have experienced when I dethroned him and his pathetic Organization." With it, he summoned a dark corridor. Plus I can feel a powerful presence from that world. It's the same powerful presence I felt prior to facing that upstart Nelox...could it be it? The Keyblade?

"Reaper, return and supervise headquarters until I return. I won't guarantee that we'll be back." Ramaxuli ordered as he turned his head, watching the cloaked nobody nod and vanish. Once it left, he waved his hand around and had chains of nothingness wrap loosely around the man's body, exchanging the suit of armor he still had on for the Organization's attire. Now this is comfortable. I'm blissfully unaware of these new bloods' abilities but it's safe to assume that I'll need to utilize the full extent of my powers...regardless of the level that it has reached up to now... He then disappeared into the dark corridor's pure darkness.

From the Realm of Darkness, Ramaxuli observed the battle ongoing in Traverse Town. Hm. It seems that I'm not too late to change the results of this battle. My knights and squires are on the verge of fatigue from dealing with them but my presence, I'm sure, will be more than enough to force these annoyances to cease, desist and retreat back to that has-been fool Xemnas, wherever he happens to have his carcass at. A minute and two passed until he discovered a perfect spot to summon the corridor, right in the middle of where a blond key-bearer and the unofficial Orden member Cain were about to collide to one another. _____
"Don't you DARE talk about her like that!" Roxas yelled furiously.

Hearing his opponent yell at him furiously, Cain raised an eyebrow and scoffed. "Roxas, you know what? I don't think you're special. At least not as special as you think you are." He knew nothing about him asides from what he managed to pick out via his heart or rather the emotions. The boy's heart seemed to have a mind of his own which explained its euphoria when he threatened Roxas to free it from his body. And it's laughing but at who? Not me...but Roxas...he's laughing at him for what he said. Interesting...

In between chuckles, Sora answered, "He just insulted her in front of you. That guy is doomed now!" Roxas just rolled his eyes and dashed towards Cain, no longer concerned about the possibility of losing his heart. When that heart was filled with love for Xion, there weren't any other options that he wanted to choose from.

Wait a minute. Wait! What are you going to do! The confident smirk on his face was replaced with a worried look on the black-haired nobody's face. He sensed something, a shift in his opponent's chaotic heart. What the heck is this feeling? It's weird...I've never felt anything like this before...or at least not since the days before I existed...could it be? It wasn't negative emotions...nothing like anger or hatred but something different. A selfless emotion that involved one's care of friends and family i.e others in general.Wait I remember what this feeling was...it's love that's making him act this way.

In the seconds before Roxas and Cain could collide to one another, he wondered. Why can he feel love and we other nobodies can not? Is it a heart or something more? No...it has to be something more...now I know. It's those two nobodies beside them. He loves them...but why defend those weaker than he is. It doesn't even make any sense...any sense at all...

I'm going to die.... thought Cain as he stood there, then interjecting with. Yup...I am going to get killed.Don't fret about passing on to the next life! It's not yet your time to pass on!

Before Cain could respond to Ramaxuli's heavenly, commanding voice, a dark corridor appeared right between him and his opponent. The darkness resonating from the portal was a overwhelming, pure darkness, and his heart resonating with Light, the blond keybearer retreated back, stopping himself from advancing towards Cain and eliminate him. Ramaxuli stepped out the corridor and as it faded away behind him, the hooded Orden leader looked onto his foe and quickly summoned his scythe.

"Greetings Key-Bearer," introduced Ramaxuli, "I bid thee and your comrades behind you a warm welcome from I, Ramaxuli or as I prefer to be known: the Orden der Noct's leader or Hochmeister."

[Organization_42]

- Traverse Town -

Cain wasn't moving; he looked rather confused. But Roxas didn't care. He was sick and tired of constantly worrying about the lives of his friends. He just wanted to end this battle and find a safe place where he and Xion could take care of Axel. And then maybe he could finally get some sleep for himself.

But Roxas never reached Cain. Before he could get any closer, a dark portal opened up in between him and his opponent. It wasn't just any portal either; it emitted a deeper, purer darkness than Roxas had ever felt before, and his heart actually shivered. He took several steps backward to get away- whatever it was, it must be very dangerous. And then, out of the portal came a tall man, a man wearing the same Organization uniform as him. But as Roxas looked into his face, he knew this man wasn't an Organization member, not anymore. His heart was suddenly burning with an intense rage and hatred that he'd never felt before, as he looked into those cold blue eyes, the painfully familiar smirk, and that bright pink hair.

"I know you can defeat even Marluxia's power!"

"I shall scatter your heart to the empty winds!"

"Forget it Marluxia! I won't let you take my heart! I have to protect her! AAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Sora's screams were echoing in Roxas's memories; his last moments before Marluxia had succeeded in capturing his heart and erasing him from existence. He started screaming too and fell to his knees as memory after memory started to play through his brain: being trapped in Marluxia's body, screaming in horror as the Graceful Assassin killed a helpless little girl in a white dress and then turning on a silver-haired boy in dark clothing...both were struck down by Sora's Keyblade...his heart had been wiped clean of his memories and he could do nothing about it...now he was striking down Xemnas and he could even see himself, Roxas, watching from his throne in confusion...and Xion was there too...Xion...

No! No! I'm here, not there, I'm in Traverse Town and I need to wake up before someone kills me or Xion! And Axel might still be dying! I. Have. To Wake. Up!

It took some mental willpower, but Roxas was finally able to pull away from Sora's memories of being trapped inside Marluxia to the present day, when Sora was now trapped inside him. This was not much comfort to Sora as they both stared at Marluxia. Roxas's thoughts were centered on Axel and Xion, but at the moment, Sora's hatred was too strong and he was able to seize control. His Nobody's eyes turned orange and it was his voice that came out of Roxas's mouth: "Well, well, well. Marluxia. Long time, no see, huh?"

[Hikari]

"Fool! You really think that a pitiful attack such as that can hurt me?"

Xion mentally rolled her eyes at the opponent’s comment. She really didn’t need a freaking stuck-up loser to be bothering her right now. She needed him defeated and his mouth duct taped shut. Now with her attack, she was headed for the main guy Roxas was in a battle with… She was unsure, but she had heard the name Cain being called out in regards to this man so thought it to be a safe bet.

“Hey Cain! Take this!” She shouted before repeating her attack several times. It had done what she had originally intended to do with the first target; it knocked him to the ground and damaged him tremendously. Xion peered over at Roxas and noted how he was giving a thankful (and affectionate) smile… It was simpy second nature for her to smile back at him.

"Well aren't we the fast one, looks like I am going to have to bulk up for this fight.”

The blue-eyed girl watched with a look of disgust on her face as the unknown figure become a large, hulking beast with ripped clothing. Although he was now posing a serious threat, she couldn’t help but laugh.

Why am I laughing?

Because this man looks ridiculous! Xion’s ears perked up to the familiar voice that she had not heard since… Well it was too long for her to remember.

Wait, where have you been Aqua?

No need for explanations. Now fight. I’ll aid you as best I can, just have an open mind. Please…

With a nod of the head, Xion held her Kingdom Key in her fighting position ready to take down the clichéd version of the Hulk…

"What do you think my answer is? I'm more than ready to take on these squirts. Solex, you handle the blond brat while I have a score to settle with that black haired, flat chested tranny."

As much as that normally would have offended her, she knew that she was in a battle right now and she shouldn’t let witty comments wear her down. “Gee. I thought you would have come back with a better comment than that. So much for having a sharp tongue. Do better next time.” She concluded with a mischievous smirk on her face. The comment had been purely Aqua’s two cents on the whole charade, and Xion didn’t mind so much. “And you!” She shouted to the opponent before her, apparently named Solex. “There’s no way I’m going to let you touch Roxas!” That was Xion’s input.

"Don't you DARE talk about her like that!"


Xion usually would have thanked the blond for defending her, but she was in attack mode now due to the presence of Aqua. The raven-haired girl was ready to pounce like a jaguar on either one of their opponents. There was no way for Cain and Solex to turn back now, they had unleashed the untapped power, now they reap the consequences for their mistakes.

"Hello, my name is Seirax. I am your ally, Master Zexion has ordered me to aid you in this fight so you do not need to worry, this oversized and disgusting brute shall die for trying to bring harm to my siblings of nothingness."

“Wait, Zexion’s here?!” Finally. Xion, FOCUS! Alright, alright... Xion’s attention then devoted itself once more to the task at hand, defeating Solex.

“I hope you know that you’ve made the biggest mistake of your life!” She shouted as she raised her Keyblade high above her head.

“LIGHT!” Rays of light blasted out of her Keyblade and became large, in-destructive columns that encompassed Xion and Seriax and pushed outwards. They were, without a doubt, going to hit Solex.

[[Bella post later... God its gonna be good!]]

~*~

"Okay," said Mickey, "Let's head over to Twilight Town!"

Riku nodded his head as he watched Kairi go… He somewhat uneasy with the decision but it had to be done. The Restoration Society had no choice; they could not waste any more time doing things of “no importance”… After all, the group had to rebuild their forces for the massive loss of troops.

“Alright,” Riku began in a very clear and dominant tone. “We don’t know who or what’s down there in Twilight Town but what we do know is that there are survivors. Our mission is to find them and bring them back to safety. There is a designated location that we shall bring them to which shall be Yen Sid’s quarters.” The armed soldiers looked at Riku and gave a single nod of the head, silently telling the High Commander that they had understood their mission. “Do not and let me repeat, Do not hesitate to subdue any heartless or nobodies. Shall it be a person whom attacks you, be aware of who it is. If you strike down any men from our faction… Well, let’s say that you’re not going to have the best ride back home.”

“Understood sir!” The men and women shouted in unison.

“Oh and I almost forgot,” Riku added before he was about to take his seat beside the king. “Please be careful.” An uneasy smile crept onto his face as the soldiers dropped their uniform personalities and acted the way they normally would as they said: “thanks Riku,” “will do”, or even reassured him with a smile of their own.

“Before we land, the King shall give you further orders.” Riku stated before taking his seat next to Mickey’s left.

“You’re up soon.” Riku said with a chuckle as he threw his left arm over the seat.

[[Kairi post later as well]]

[The Lionheart]

Well, I guess I should go check out what's going on in Traverse Town now, I mean it would appear rude if I didn't show up.

Charxai had explored his room quite thoroughly, and then had laid down to read. Used to the alone time that went along with his isolation, Charxai still had to get used to the norm of society. He hadn't been used to so many wanting his attention.

After a rather large yawn, Charxai swung his feet out of bed, opening up a dark corridor in the process.

"Welp, time to go." Charxai stated matter of factly to his room, as he disappeared from sight.

The view that greeted Charxai was hardly one he had expected. Ramaxuli, the Orden's leader, had decided to pay a visit to the nobodies hang-out. This was the most noticeable, as he was geared out in battle armor, and prepared to annihilate any who stood in his way.

Next Charxai noticed another boyish nobody, who seemed to be having some major issues with himself. Muttering to himself under his breath, this blonde, spiky-haired nobody was tossing and turning, as if something, or someone, was inside his head.

Solex seemed to be teemed up with another nobody, one Charxai was not familiar with. A black haired girl also stood off to the side, with - a keyblade? - Charxai could hardly believe it, this being who portrayed two sides of a fight, one who only wished to exterminate the other.

"My liege! I apologize for my tardiness, I had not known this simple meeting would erupt into battle like this. Though I doubt you need help, tell me what you would have me do!" Charxai bowed down on one knee, hoping to make a decent impression on Ramaxuli, especially after going AWOL for such a long time.

[Hikari]

"Yeah, one of the reasons I can tell she is the one for me is just that..."

She hadn’t expected Sumxic to be “clever” enough to think of summoning a Corridor of Darkness to take Xiras away from the battle field. As much as she hated to admit it, he got her… Well great… Just freaking great, She thought to herself as she heaved a heavy sigh and rolled her eyes. What was she going to do now? She had to think on her feet now as much as she really didn’t want to.

"...I am the only one who doesn't get angry with her. In fact, it's her strong attitude that made me fall for her.”

“Do you think I really care?” Bellatrix stated in a jeering tone.

“Now then, without a hostage, what shall you do?"


“Good ques---“ It was then when the headphoned red-head grabbed onto her wrist completely catching her off guard. Not given enough time to react, she stumbled forward and watched with a cocked eyebrow as he drew her blade gloser to his neck. Normally she would have let him commit suicide then and there but that would do her no good. She still needed him. Noting that her form was still in Gamma, she focused all her thoughts on microwaves… It was the most harmless wavelength that she could think of.

“Go ahead, kill me. I am not going to give you the information you want, so no reason to keep me around right?"

Bellatrix let out a booming laugh. He had no idea how much he was worth to her! He was the pawn in a game of chess that would draw her nearer to the king… “Ha! You have no clue.”

"Don't you dare underestimate the love shared between two Nobodies. You can kill me, torture me, do whatever you wish. But if you ever, EVER threaten to touch Sira again, you better hope you kill me first. Because I shall never betray my allies, and I shall always protect her."

“Oh really now? I wonder how your teammates feel about that. So much for being called a team.” Bellatrix then slammed her palm onto Sumxic’s chest where a Somebody’s heart would reside. “You cannot feel love silly boy,” She teased, “You have no Heart.”

His grip on the shining sword now grew tighter around Bella's hand as he pressed it closer into his flesh. "I am prepared to die for what I care for; can you say the same thing? Does your reason for fighting even compare to mine?"

Bella’s once mocking smile turned into a scowl of anger. She desummoned Life’s Wave as she gripped onto Sumxic’s shirt and yanked him forward. “You have no idea why I fight! You fight for one. I fight for many.” She hissed as her eyes became blue once more and glared at him. From the corner of her eye she saw another unknown appear onto the battlefield. She shoved Sumxic to the ground as she turned herself to take a better look at the new opponent.

It was then when it crashed in on her.

His look, his aura, and his weapon were all eerily familiar. It was him…

B-but it can’t be! It doesn’t- he doesn’t-! Bellatrix was still trying to grasp the fact that this could very well be the man she had been searching for this entire time and he was only mere feet before her.

"I bid thee and your comrades behind you a warm welcome from I, Ramaxuli or as I prefer to be known: the Orden der Noct's leader or Hochmeister."

Bellatrix could only shake her head in disbelief. At least now she knew who Sumxic’s faction and superior were but she had only wished he had said his name was Marluxia in order to believe her theory.

"Well, well, well. Marluxia. Long time, no see, huh?"

What the bloody hell is going on? Bellatrix shouted within her mind as she shut her eyes tightly and began to rub her temples. He claims to be someone else, yet the Keyblade wielder claims him to be Marluxia… Which is he? It was then when she began to see bright skies, a pristine beach with soft sand, and her friend along with her Somebody. All the pent up Nobody rage within her wanted to be set free through rushing over and chocking the man, claiming himself to be Ramaxuli, to death but Bellatrix knew that if all of the opponents were his followers, then killing him now and then would be like writing her own death note. Instead Bellatrix forced herself to stay back and match the scene unravel before her as she thought of ways to begin her enactment of retaliation.

~*~

"Whoa!" cried Emyd, throwing his hands up in the air immediately, "Fight? Me? No way, I'm a terrible fighter! Why do you need me for that anyway? Those guys look tough enough!" He nodded in the direction of the soldiers standing by.

Kairi bowed her head in slight disappointment as she hoped that not all of the islanders would be so unwilling to fight for the freedom of their world from the heartless. Well, not everyone is the same.

Kairi was about to leave the young man before a thought rushed into her head. She couldn’t give up on him so easily! He didn’t have to fight. Moral supporters always were welcome to the Society, and plus, she could train him to become a fighter when all else fails! Giving up on a person right now only further allowed Kairi to blame herself for the loss of Sora’s life… Never would she let it go. Kairi thought herself to be the main reason to Sora’s demise… She considered herself the reason as to why his bright smiling face wasn’t here with herself and Riku.

“Listen Emyd, a Darkside is a merciless creature and we need all the help we can get. I understand if you do not want to risk yourself on the battlefield but know that these soldiers, these complete strangers to you are fighting for your wellbeing. For your home’s wellbeing…”

Appearing behind her was a man who looked about 22 years of age along with a few others behind him. “Excuse me Miss, but we’d like to help. No way are we gonna let some dark scum take over our home.” The tanned man said.

A slight smile danced upon Kairi’s face as she nodded her head in recognition to their willingness to fight. “Glad to have your help! Now we should be on our way, the current troops by the beach need reinforcements.” As the group of men rushed towards the beach, Kairi stayed behind and looked over her shoulder to peer at Emyd.

“So what’s your call? Would you rather stand here and watch as your home might very well be consumed by darkness? Or will you fight? Even if you do fail at least know you were headed for victory.”

[Azrael]

Ramaxuli was late to enjoy the first round of the festivities but he be damned if he allowed himself to have a comrade's existence be exterminated by someone else, especially one of the nobodies in that meddlesome faction run by Xemnas known as Organization XIII, or rather what's left of it. Especially if the nobody in question happen to be another one of those keybearers. Blocking the boy's twin set of Keyblades with his scythe, he introduced himself to him yet received no such greeting from his opponent.

How rude. thought Ramaxuli as he pushed the scythe's blade against the boy. I'll make sure to make him pay for attempting to destroy my knights and squires. Especially coming from you...

As he watched the blond, the memories came flowing back to his head. He remembered this blond, his name was Roxas and they were comrades in the old Organization prior to the coup. Yet one thing, Ramaxuli didn't recognize him as the Key of Destiny, but as someone else vaguely similar to him in various characteristics. Not the nobody but his original being. Not the short blond dressed in the black hood but the spiky haired brunet wearing that red and dark blue jumpsuit. The Destiny Islander that through an odd absorption had made him his slave and the Keyblade rightfully his to wield, at least he once did.

I beg to ask a question. Are you willing to chain your heart to me just to be with her? I'm shocked. To think that someone would be daft to love a nobody like her! I should end her miserable existence...and ofter that, the same fate shall be bestowed to that doll. That poorly made imitation of Vexen's.

No...don't do it! Don't kill Namine and...Riku. I'll do whatever you'll ask.

And why should I honor the request when I'll soon have complete control over your heart and more important than that, the ability to hold the Keyblade? With it, I'll have no need for a memory witch nor a puppet slowing down my rise to the Superior's seat. I see them as liabilities and common sense can tell you what someone does to a liability...

The spiky haired boy's screams echoed in Ramaxuli's memories, remembering the last minutes prior to him acquiring his heart, using the Castle's powers to cause the memories in his heart to leak out. All except for the memories necessary to wield the Key, as that and his own memories crowed themselves inside the protection of the "hollow" heart. In contrast to Roxas, the memories didn't cause him any damage: the brunet watched as he summon the Keyblade and struck down a helpless blonde in a white dress then the boy behind her. As soon as his ears caught sound of the blade decapitating the silver haired boy, he saw himself finishing off Xaldin and Xigbar. He witnessed Xemnas' defeat and taking the Superior's throne which was followed by his decree of disbandment and reorganization into what became the Rose Order...

And here we all are...brought together by the Gods who rest up high to test my strength. Seeing the blond keybearer resting on his knees at the broken pavement, he saw no need to hold his weapon considering that the only person he deemed a minimal threat to his being was being tortured by his own memories. I've been here only a minute and already, I'm interested in what happens next. He would've keep his guard low but sensing a dark presence in front of him, Ramaluxi looked down and saw that blond boy's blue eyes turn orange and a different voice came out Roxas' mouth.

"Well, well, well. Marluxia. Long time, no see, huh?"

"What an amazing surprise. I thought you were suppressed by your pathetic half all this time." said Ramaxuli, grinning at Sora. "I am Marluxia yet I've discarded that name for it's been imposed by my former masters in the Organization. I chose the identity Ramaxuli."

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[Vossler]

Xion mentally rolled her eyes at the opponent’s comment. She really didn’t need a freaking stuck-up loser to be bothering her right now. She needed him defeated and his mouth duct taped shut. Now with her attack, she was headed for the main guy Roxas was in a battle with… She was unsure, but she had heard the name Cain being called out in regards to this man so thought it to be a safe bet.

“Hey Cain! Take this!” She shouted before repeating her attack several times. It had done what she had originally intended to do with the first target; it knocked him to the ground and damaged him tremendously. Xion peered over at Roxas and noted how he was giving a thankful (and affectionate) smile… It was simpy second nature for her to smile back at him.



The blue-eyed girl watched with a look of disgust on her face as the unknown figure become a large, hulking beast with ripped clothing. Although he was now posing a serious threat, she couldn’t help but laugh.

Why am I laughing?

Because this man looks ridiculous! Xion’s ears perked up to the familiar voice that she had not heard since… Well it was too long for her to remember.

Wait, where have you been Aqua?

No need for explanations. Now fight. I’ll aid you as best I can, just have an open mind. Please…

With a nod of the head, Xion held her Kingdom Key in her fighting position ready to take down the clichéd version of the Hulk…

"You really that confident you can take me, ha, alright then." Solex says as he vanishes, appears behind Xion striking her in the back with his enourmous fist. "Don't talk unless you have some way of backing it up. You and that fake key of yours should do a lot of good against me." Solex says as he turns to Xion. "If you want I can unravel the unfortunate, but ever so great truth about you, Sora, and Roxas if you would like. I have been on this world for many years now, and have great intellect.

"You know what will happen if you tell her what really is between the 3 of them, right?" The voice in Solexs head said. "Yeah, I know, but you have no part of it. Now get out!" Solex says to the voice, as he reaches for another pill. Solex ingest the pill and reverts back to his normal self. He knew that the moral toil was too much for him to waste on just a washed up nobody. Solex looks at the nobody and says. "Well what are you waiting for?"

[DJQuackQuack]

Seirax was grateful his new comrad accepted him without question as her ally. Not that she had much choice considering the chaos of the situation. Regardless, she unleashed pillars of light toward the buffed up man that seemed like it was an easy hit. However, he moved incredibly fast, and he was soon behind her and ready to deliver a punch. Instinctively, Seirax let loose an orbof wind on Xion's back to shield her just in time.

In combination to protecting her back, the orb of condensed air now erupted outward as the enemy Nobody returned back to normal size. With the surge of wind, Solex was sure to be sent flying back across the streets away from the two of them.

"That was close, but he should be gone for a bit. Come, let's aid our fellow ally before-" He started as he approached Xion to check her status before stopping abruptly. A dark, sinister feeling spread over the area as Seirax took notice of one of the new arrivals. The blond boy named Roxas took on the scythe wielding for, who apparently was the leader of their enemy. Without so much as a word, he dashed forward in order to aid his brother.

"Ramaxuli, is it? Prepare for death by the hands of the only absolute power. Nature." The winds began to pick up as soon a miniature tornado started to form. It spun faster and faster around Ramaxuli, and thin column of razor sharp winds.Slowly it would begin to shrink, slicing the one inside to shreds.

Hoping this suprise attack could do its toll on this dangerous foe, he turned to the blond one and was getting ready to ensure he was ok before he caught a glimpse of those eyes. Those orange eyes, so full of anger. His entire aura was different, as if he became a whole new person. It was strange indeed...

(OOC-Sumxic post later,I am tired.)