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[killer kung fu wolf bitch]

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

"A scattered dream that is like a nightmare that will be soon be realized. A nightmare that will be soon be realized that is like a scattered dream. I am going to align the pieces of our memories up...yours and mines."

The Story So Far:

The ten million nobodies who lived in the Commission-ruled stronghold of the World That Never Was never share the experience of the fate that the other worlds' peoples shared from being used to the constant warfare that occured in this universe. On June 1st, Year Eleven of the Universal Calendar, several armies from various factions vied for control of the universe's fate by entering into the usually serene metropolis and killing each other, with the inhabitants, attempting to flee from the fighting that suddenly being murdered in the crossfire by the thousands upon thousands. The leaders in the Commission seeks to prevent their world from suffering the fate of their affiliates who had been exterminated by the combined powers of the Warhawks, the Society, the Organization and the Children of the Dusk. Before planning any form of evacuation and formation of proper defenses, the remnants of the second Restoration Society military under Riku and Fa Mulan invade the city with what forces remained loyal to them when Riku had a gut feeling that his love, the Princess of Heart Kairi had been kept there, by the organization ruling the city, the Thirteenth Commission. In actuality, the Organization XIII, or what had been left of it, formally allied to the Children of the Dusk, under the temporary leadership of Zexion, kept the Princess in an unknown location in the dark, cold metropolis and waited for the fighting to commence.

The Society managed to mobilize their troops for an advance againist the Commission defenses, not yet fully prepared for a situation like this yet were more than enough to keep them at bay. What the Commission did not realize was the presence of the Children and the Forgotten Brotherhood of the Warhawks massing for an invasion like no other. Yet the atomic weapon, a secret weapon developed by Hojo and scientists rescued from the economic congolmerate under KTi's research development branch has been unleashed and now hell is on earth...

Ramaxuli

There was silence, at least there was until the great lord spoke. "Eventually, the recently decapitated Commission or the remnants of Organization XIII led by Xemnas will remember that this castle is occupied by myself and our little menagerie of knights that we collected so far in the past day or two. I say this that I should deal with them before they shift their attention back to me and hit us hard." The man known as Ramaxuli was sitting upon the chair where various men had sat upon in the past year. His right hand held a rose and was it ever held so tightly. It must have felt marvelous to be sitting upon the very throne where many men that either he met recently or had been composed of! It gave his rear a tickle to know of the countless stories and ancedotes that this particular throne among the thirteen thrones Xemnas, the man who I come to see as the greatest adversary who will serve me and my organization as competition for our mutual goals of completing the Heart of All Men and grant us two the power to become Gods and form our own universe. Marluxia, the person who I am supposed to be or what fate had meant me to be although I have the desire to better him. And then the last but certainly not the least important of these three men, Saix. I hope you would wake up to enjoy your new home, at least until I find some good use of you. The Orden hochmeister chuckled at the mere mention of the deposed Luna Divinier as he imagined the torture that his minions thirteen floors down in the dungeon were putting him through, if they had started. That is if they had not killed you already, my dear prisoner. I hope not, you would be the perfect specimen to be utilized for my nobody-baiting.

Turning his head a few chairs down until he reached the fifth chair where Charxai sat upon, he frowned at him. "Hmph. That gor; Chizuyo and the other members may be stupid enough to trust you as it seems but why should I let down my guard and allow you to live knowing that you were previously aligned with the malignant Commission? How should I know you won't turn on me the minute that I force you to do something that will make you a hypocrite according to your pacifist ways? Give me a reason that I should not take the opporunity while we're all alone in this room while everyone is resting downstairs to kill you. Speak now or hold your breath as I cut your non-existence short."

[The Lionheart]

Turning his head a few chairs down until he reached the fifth chair where Charxai sat upon, he frowned at him. "Hmph. That gor; Chizuyo and the other members may be stupid enough to trust you as it seems but why should I let down my guard and allow you to live knowing that you were previously aligned with the malignant Commission? How should I know you won't turn on me the minute that I force you to do something that will make you a hypocrite according to your pacifist ways? Give me a reason that I should not take the opporunity while we're all alone in this room while everyone is resting downstairs to kill you. Speak now or hold your breath as I cut your non-existence short."

Charxai had been sitting silently in the room, waiting for his leader to speak. Not a man to create conversation where there was none, The Lone Avenger was perfectly content in his current position. As the Orden's Hochmeister spoke at last, Charxai covered his face with his hand, chuckling ever so slightly.

"Ramaxuli." Charxai paused, regaining his composure. "Lord Ramaxuli. You can trust me because I have given you my word, something that was never asked of me in the Commission, as loosely as it was organized. Though I did not leave the Commission for that reason, as I had lost all faith in the organization, you should know that I keep my word." Charxai paused yet again, running his fingers through his thick, brown hair. "Your orders will be carried out, though I hope you will not force me to go against my beliefs. However, whatever happens happens, and I can only hope that there is insight to your orders. As for you killing me," Charxai lips twinged into a half-smile, "I would prefer that not to happen, but if your sights are set upon this goal, I see little I can do to stop you from seeking that out." Charxai leaned back in his chair, throwing his arms behind his head. "But ultimately, the decision is up to you. If you do not want to trust me, there is little more I can say to stop that."

Charxai was wary of Ramaxuli, that was sure. But all he could do was hope that he had not pushed the man towards attempting to quicken Charxai's inevitable death.

[Teiku 5]

(OCC: i know this history is slightly changed from the temp, but i think its better so :P....)

- The Depths of Castle Oblivion -
- About 10 years ago -

"Zexion, why was Xemnas angry with you?," a silver robot asked the young scientist. "Did I not give the best performance possible? Perhaps you can improve the tracking system for my left arm's turret and make a few cosmetic changes. Then....then we can present my power to your Superior again and show him your brilliance."

"What did I tell you about giving me suggestions, Project X?," Zexion replied. "I was after all the one that designed you and programmed every aspect of your being. Anything you could possibly think of, I already know."

"Please forgive me Number VI." The robot retreated to a small corner of the laboratory that had become his home. It was cluttered with machinery, books of lore, and holographs of anatomical diagrams of lesser Nobodies. Project X had learned that if he was supposed to live any type of promising life, he would have to succumb to the leadership of his creator. Project X has his secrets though. Not every aspect of his being was controlled by Zexion.

While it was hard to find, every so often, Project X got the feeling that there was more to him then weapons, metal, and circuitry. Even when he powered off, he still felt something move within him. X had examined the previous projects that Zexion had crafted and he knew there was a difference between them and him. "But what could it be?," Project X wondered as he watched the dim light refract off of his metallic fingers.

A name echoed out from within his being. "MINNTAX."

(OCC: Org42 approved.)

[Organization_42]

- Halloween Town -

One would think that after being almost killed, brutally stabbed, kidnapped, kissed for the first time, and narrowly escaping a bomb on the World That Never Was, Roxas would've found it easy to sleep in his bed at the hotel in Halloween Town. But no matter how exhausted he was, he still had trouble closing his eyes when he knew that one of his best friends was still in a coma. The friend in question, Axel, had regained consciousness for a grand total of two seconds, yelled out Roxas and Xion's names, and then went out like a broken light bulb again. The incident confused and scared Roxas even more, though the only person who seemed to sympathize at all was their mutual friend, Xion. Larxene had been mildly curious but just insisted that they keep dragging their unconscious comrade to Xemnas. And Xemnas just acted as unemotional as always. As long as Axel could eventually be cured and he wasn't about to lose a vital member, the Superior couldn't care less about what had happened, which frustrated Roxas to no end.

He hadn't wanted to leave Axel's room, but he had been assured that his friend was going to live and would probably wake up soon. Larxene had then taken the opportunity to point out that Roxas looked like he was about to go into a coma himself, and the Keyblade master had had no choice but to go to his room and try to get some sleep, depsite his protests that it was just not going to happen. I hope Xion's still there, taking care of Axel and all, he thought, He has to be okay...we all have to go back to Twilight Town again, like we always did...he's gotta be okay...

And suddenly, Roxas realized that he was in Twilight Town; in front of the Old Mansion, to be precise. He gazed happily at the familiar orange sky, the large pine trees from the woods that lead to the town, and breathed in the comforting smell of the place where he had been born and inducted into the Organization. Then he heard a strange, wheezing noise. It was coming from the iron gates that guarded the old, rundown mansion. Roxas turned his head and was startled to see a man kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath; someone he hadn't seen in over a year. Vexen?! Is he alive after all? Where has he been?

It was indeed Vexen, and he was saying something, but Roxas couldn't quite understand what it was; something about memories and the heart. But before he could ask Vexen to speak up, he saw his former colleague's eyes widen in fear, and something struck him in the chest and knocked him over! Roxas spun around to see who the enemy was and found...Axel. "Axel?!" he called out in shock, not noticing how different his voice sounded. What was HE doing here, and why was he attacking them? Had the coma damaged his brain somehow?

"Yo Sora!" said Axel cheerfully, "Did I catch you at a bad time?" Roxas involuntarily took a step backwards. He had just noticed that there was something very wrong with Axel's voice...it was the same friendly tone that he always used, and yet there was a sinister edge to it.

"Axel...why...?" Vexen was gasping as he struggled to his feet, beating Roxas to the question first. The boy was starting to feel scared as he looked back at his best friend, who wore an evil smirk that Roxas had never seen before.

"I came to stop you from talking too much...by eliminating your existence," replied Axel as though this was a perfectly good reason to throw a chakram in someone's chest.

"Axel, what are you doing?!" shouted Roxas over Vexen's own protests, but Axel ignored them both, declaring that Vexen could now be "nothing instead of nobody." I...I don't understand... thought Roxas numbly, What's the matter with him? Axel would never kill a fellow member in cold blood like this...

"PLEASE! I don't want to-"

"Goodbye." And just like that, Vexen went up in flames. Roxas couldn't take his eyes away from the sight, horrifying though it was. He barely registered that he had turned around and started shouting at Axel, but then his nightmare took a turn for the worst as Axel now had the chakrams aimed at him!

"Axel! Stop!" he begged, "It's me, Roxas! I thought we were friends!" His so-called friend merely smirked and flung the burning weapons directly at his chest. "AXEL! NOOOOOO!" he screamed, as he thrashed around wildly in his bed, oblivious to the fact that he was having a nightmare.

***

What am I still doing here? I should've left hours ago...

Larxene was currently wandering around the streets of Halloween Town, debating over whether or not she should return to the hotel and see how her fellow Nobodies were faring. As much as she hated to admit it, even to herself, she was interested in knowing whether or not Axel had recovered. Well, after all I had to do, dragging his hide to this world in the first place, I think I have the right to know! she told herself quickly, But I don't care about the others, and I don't want them to think that I still want to join the Commission. I've got better things to do, like...well, okay, I have no idea what I want to do, but I'll think of something! With that in mind, she decided to stick with Axel's group, at least for the time being. When a new opportunity presented itself, she would take it without any fanfare, and that would be that. So Larxene strolled back over to the hotel, returned to the floor where they were staying, and was about to open the door to Axel's room when...

"AXEL! NOOOOOO!"

"What in the...?" Larxene froze. Was that Roxas? It didn't sound like he was coming from Axel's room, so what was going on? With a huge groan, she followed the screams into the room next door, where she found Roxas in bed. Unbelievable. The kid was having a nightmare. "Oh wake up, you baby," she scoffed, giving him a little taste of thunder magic. Geez, he was falling apart worse than Demyx ever did. Whatever happened to him anyway? I lost sight of him during the battle in the World That Never Was...heh, he's probably hiding under his bed or something, back at Castle Oblivion. Wait'll I get my hands on him, the wuss!

[killer kung fu wolf bitch]

"Ramaxuli." Charxai paused, regaining his composure. "Lord Ramaxuli. You can trust me because I have given you my word, something that was never asked of me in the Commission, as loosely as it was organized. Though I did not leave the Commission for that reason, as I had lost all faith in the organization, you should know that I keep my word."

"And you will know that I will hold you to that promise that you will swear utter loyalty to me and not even consider the thought of even turning againist me and your own brothers and sisters. Unlike the very disorganized organization that you once aligned yourself with, this troupe that I hold the title of commander over should be seen by you and everyone else very much like a large family that needs guidance by its most benevolent patriach.." Ramaxuli stopped himself from continuing to speak when he saw saw the nobody run his fingers through his hair. Is it fair of me to judge him for simply switching sides? Yes, it is because instead of like the loyal members that I envision for the ideal men and women to occupy the ranks of my organization, he jumped from a sinking ship when said captain was at his darkest hour. Would he do such a sin to me should we be in dark times? Ramaxuli interrupted his thoughts and continued to speak to the underling. "Do not think that it would just be myself who would be displeased if you turn on us. Now if there is nothing that displeases me more than humans, it's traitors. Are you sure that you will remain loyal to me?"

"Your orders will be carried out, though I hope you will not force me to go against my beliefs. However, whatever happens happens, and I can only hope that there is insight to your orders. As for you killing me," Charxai lips twinged into a half-smile, "I would prefer that not to happen, but if your sights are set upon this goal, I see little I can do to stop you from seeking that out." Charxai leaned back in his chair, throwing his arms behind his head. "But ultimately, the decision is up to you. If you do not want to trust me, there is little more I can say to stop that."

"Very well then, I suppose it wouldn't be exactly fair of someone in my position of power to continue pressing the issue upon you and let you rest for the night unless you wish to stay. I doubt that though." Ramaxuli motioned Charxai with his hand to leave him and return to the living quarters where the others were dwelling. "For now, I can only plan out on my own what we should do from now on especially since most of my Reapers are concentrating my attention on forcing that rather technologically advanced army led by Lucipher back towards their bases."

[Organization_42]

- Aloha Islands -

Thump-thump. Thump-thump.

The sensation of his beating heart was the first thing that the young man noticed as he slowly returned to consciousness, and he felt a strong sense of relief and pleasure. Ordinarily, he would have found this strange, because he had never bothered to notice his own heartbeat before, much less appreciate it. But he also knew that when one was first waking up or falling asleep, everything and anything made perfect sense, no matter how weird it sounded later.

The next thing that he heard was the sound of crashing waves, and began to feel the gritty sand underneath his body. Then he realized that he was either tangled up in something, or that something was clinging to his skin for another reason. Before he could find the strength to open his eyes and figure out what was going on, he heard a loud scream from above. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" It was a woman's shriek, causing him to open his eyes quickly. Oh, she looked like a tourist. Judging from the terrified expression on her face, she had thought she had found a dead body.

Emyd couldn't help but grin mischeviously and wink at her. "Hi there!" he said, "Welcome to Hawaii!" The woman looked like she was about to faint, but instead she screamed again and bolted away, shouting about the man she had found on the beach. Emyd couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Enjoy your stay with us!" he shouted, "Oh man, that was priceless! I should fall asleep here more often!"

[Passion]

Xion sat next to her best friend's bed, hoping he would be alright when he awoke from his coma-like state. She wondered when his eyelids would open again to show that he was awake and that he could say he was okay. Roxas seemed to be taking Axel's state pretty badly ever since it happened. His fears were probably ten times worse than her own. But then again he had a heart now, it was probably his emotions going haywire because its getting used to being with a vessel again. Either way, Axel's well-being was all that mattered to Xion right now. She attempted to speak some words of comfort to Roxas, but when she opened her mouth, no words came out. Eventually he left, looking as tired as ever. He needed sleep, and so did she but she couldn't help but stay up longer just to see if Axel would wake up soon. Xion did admit to herself that she was feeling drowsy, so she decided to make her seating area more comfortable.

She set up a few pillows around herself and reclined her seat a bit. It would suffice for the time being she thought. Her eyelids were getting heavier by the second. Maybe I should sleep. She thought to herself, after all the events that had happened to her in the last couple of days tired her out... As she was about to close her eyes to sleep she heard shouts from a familiar voice not to far away.

"AXEL! NOOOOOO!"

She quickly looked at Axel and noted that he was alright. Confused, she followed the sound into Roxas' room where he was thrashing about in his bed. Asleep. In a quick second he was shocked by Larxene's thunder magic. "Way to handle his nightmare Larxene." She said as she made her way past the blonde kunai-wielder to Roxas' side. "Are you alright?"

~*~

Bellatrix, on the other hand, ignored the boy's shout and continued to walk about the hallways of the hotel. "Shouting the red head's name in his sleep?" She laughed to herself as she kept a thought of hers in mind.

The person that she wanted to talk to most wasn't here because he had left with that Aries jerk to some mystery world in this universe. She knew Zexion would be able to help her carry out her revenge one way or another. She wanted revenge on the Commission so badly that she could taste it on the tip of her tounge. She yearned to see their leader, Marluxia, writhe in pain and agony as her blade pierced through his soul and being. A sinister smile made its way upon her lips as the scene continued to play out in her head.

"Oh how revenge is sweet."

~*~

It felt like it was mere seconds ago when she had escaped the arena the Dauroth follower had made. After she escaped, she had wandered the Underworld aimlessly, searching for Riku or maybe someone else for that matter. She never did know what happened to Nelox or the dark Paladin, but she could honestly careless.

She was constantly wondering if Riku was okay. Or if Roxas was. Roxas seemed prone to danger at times, at least in her opinion. But if he was danger prone, then she was completely gullible. She kept on telling herself how stupid she was to just trust Dauroth like that. But then again, the world he showed her was magnificent. It wasn't too long before she found the silver-haired teen and she was more excited than anything. She was ready to go home, where ever home was...

It was a few hours ago when they decided to stay the night at the Olympus Coliseum since they had been through a long day to say the least and Kairi was glad that she could finally rest. She made her way to her sleeping quarters and laid in her bed. But ideas, thoughts, and memories began to plague her mind. Tired and sleep deprived, she made her way out into the night's air. Her hand covered her face as she thought about the future. What would become of the Restoration Society now? What would become of her?

"Maybe things would be easier if I didn't have this stupid heart of light..." She said, as she looked down where her beating heart resided.

[killer kung fu wolf bitch]

Lord Lucipher, I apologize but I was only doing what you ordered us to do! As far as I know, Hojo gave us the orders to destroy the city with the bombs. Isn't that what you ordered, my lord?

"My god, I'm such a fucking idiot. I should had known that heartless old bastard that I was stupid enough to allow to live used the time that I was incapacitated as a experimental test for his damn bomb." Lord Lucipher eyed at the pure destruction that was visible from the horizon through one of the windows in his private living quarters. That couldn't been caused by my own armies. No, it couldn't be! Never would he had assumed this would be the result of everything that he had strived for when he first planned out the mission long ago. Where I had my last moments with my mother before she died during the invasion The place that he had called home and probably would always remember as his homeland. Where I once went to school and played with my friends... The place that he swore on his own very non-existence that he would take back from the very wretched nobodies that he wished he could truly despised. All of what I had once cherished and hoped to gain is now gone. Who would had known that I have been defeated by my own strength. thought the Warhawk commander as he bowed his head and closed his eyes.

Opening his eyes once again and moving his head back where the destruction was still visible. "I can attempt to make this failure right and committ to doing what I had intended to do from the start. Try to bring peace and stability to the worlds and hopefully with the strength of Oscurdias' heart beating inside of me, I will reach that goal even if I must fade back to darkness trying to!"

[Raiton Kensei]

Jeaxd walked the halls of Castle Oblivion. It was silent. The air was still filled with the aroma of war. The battle that took place here would never leave these walls.

Jeaxd reached into her pocket and started reading the book that she won from her battle with Cloud. She looked at the first page where it read:

This book belongs to _____________

The name of the the author of the book was stratched out. Whoever it was had a vast knowledge of everything. Every enemy they encountered was in the book. How to beat Heartless and how to beat Nobodies. Even the Nodies that were special. The one's like Jeaxd, herself. The Nobodies that retained there human form because they had a strong heart. And deeper in the book was information about Kingdom Hearts and more importantly to Jeaxd, information on how a Nobody could be a Somebody again.

Jeaxd continued to flip through the book while walking the halls of Castle Oblivion. She came across a few words that caught her interest: Keyblade, Princesses of Hearts, Unbirths,...and Replica. There were other things she say that she didnt know about but she decided that she would read those later.

"It's time for me to become whole again."

[Vossler]

Solex is walking down the steerts of The World That Never Was, he then comes across a door, he grabs the handles and pulls vigorously. "It's locked." He told himself. Solex put his hand to his chin and thought about it for a moment. "It's menial, and something a child would do, but I guess I will have to abuse my powers and, just melt the door down. Solex smacks his hands together and points his hands at the door. The door is covered in a faint clear liquid; the door begins to dissolve and fall apart; then melts.

"Just as I thought, worked perfectly." Solex continues into the massive castle. "This place is gigantic, who would want something this big?" Solex asked himself. Solex continues his walk and comes across a man. "You, you're the one that is to welcome me into the order; what is your name?" Solex felt a slight urge to bow, but resisted, thinking that he still doesn't know this man, meaning he still doesn't have respect for him.

[killer kung fu wolf bitch]

Seemed just like yesterday when we were there. The countless images reminded me yet again of how my stupidity and arrogance led to many good men to die back there for what seemed to be a just cause. All of these deaths were caused by me and my wish to have my home free from the nobodies. Lucipher walked down the ramp passing through the crowds of medics dragging the cots where the wounded and dead Warhawk soldiers laid themselves upon. I am sorry for causing such unneeded misery to you all but I will make it right, I swear upon you that this would occur. It was a disgusting sight to the average eye but it was something that the young military commander in little more than a month managed to get accustomed to what would make any normal man or woman vomit upon seeing it. Peace will occur, I just need another chance to do it.

God...I need to get away from this place. Lucipher walked as far as he could from the sight as it pained him to see so many dead bodies. No! Stay away from me! I'm sorry this all happened because of me but I can not do anything to better your condition! The recent memory was coming back to haunt him and he needed to get away from it all. Yes, I need just that! Turning his head towards another unguarded gummi ship parked in a grassy clearing, he ran towards that direction. To do what is necessary to bring peace, I must complete this myself.

[∞]

- Two years ago -

The Great Animazio, standing atop the highwire, felt as though he was at the top of the world. Within the tapering roof of the circus tent, he truly was, there was nothing above him but the roof. Spotlights illuminated it, showing, even in its darkened upper recesses, the white and red vertical stripes of its inner, and outer, walls. A pole was clasped in the hands of the young man, in his early twenties, with wavy dirty-blonde hair. Although the grip on the bar was tight, Animazio held it with no shaky arms or white knuckles. He felt perfectly calm, despite being nearly one hundred feet above the ground.

There was no net below him, any fall would be straight to the packed-dirt bottom of the circus, death coming at the same time as the splattering contact. But Animazio was confident and skilled, one of the best performers the circus had had in its two decades of life. Not only that, Animazio's very entrance had seemingly rejuvinated its fame. The story of a boy of nobility running away to the circus wasa strange one, but also one just as strangely intersting and heartwarming.

Up near the ceiling, the sounds of the crowd seemed awefully quiet. The tapering roof should have brought all noise up to Animazio before it faded at the top of the cone. But it was generally quiet, the crowd stared in awe, not only at Animazio, but the other performers too. The circus was known not only for its spectacular performances, but also their simultaneous ones. This certain show was one of those.

Animazio took in a single deep breath, standing atop the platform atop the one-hundred-food wooden column that he had climed to get up here. His left foot, with an acrobat's sock on it, was perched on the wire he was to cross, and his right stayed firmly on the platform. A second deep breath prepared Animazio, and steeled his resolution. With a single great bound, he threw his right foot forward, and stepped out onto the wire.

For a whole minute, Animazio awed the crows that watched him, brilliant displays of balance, dexterity, agility. He even performed several flips and multiple spins, bringing out gasps from the audience. Gradually, all eyes moved to concentrate on Animazio, as he was about to perform his most daring and amazing tasks. The silence was absolute, save for the peformers shuffling noises as they moved about unnoticed beneath Animazio.

He stopped himself in the middle of the wire, feet facing opposite directions, splayed sideways. And looked up and down the wire, a look of grave concern crossing his face. It was part of the act, he was supposed to look scared by this stage. Any method of escape on either end of the rope was equally difficult. He would start by feinting a fall...

But before he began, his eyes, on his second look at the far platform, stopped on something. A thing of sheer blackness stood at his final destination, and on it were two glowing sources of yellow light. As Animazio kept watching, for not so long as to find it unusual, the thing moved enough for him to recognise it as some kind of creature, with a head, antennae, a body, arms and legs. It was no more than two feet tall, antennae outstretched.

Then, the hand of the creature moved forward, as it stepped closer to the highwire. The hand moved with purpose, until it came to wrap around the wire. It then started to squeeze, and Animazio had now paused long enough for it to be noticeable. The crowd began to think impatiently, What in the world is going on? Those exact words were also shared by the performer at his own predicament.

Then, the claws met, slicing through the wire in a single, smooth and swift motion.

The tension in the wire went from several hundred pounds per square inch, all the way down to zero, in less than a second, and Animazio began falling, before he was even fully certain about what had just happened. He was so taken by surprise that it didn't occur to him to let go of his pole and try to grab for the wire. All the way down, the pole was clutched in white-knuckled hands.

Scream mixed with rushing air entered Animazio's ears, but they meant nothing to him as he began his death-dive. He tumbled over a few times in his fall, head-over-feet, rotating from left to right, and eventually came to the ground, with his back flat to it, with an almighty cracking and splattering sound. The screams were now loud beyond imagining, but despite Animazio's tragic accident, performers and staff still herded the audience out of their seats and out of the circus tent. As they did so, the wire, the far side that the little creature had cut, caught up with Animazio.

Travelling at several dozen kilometres an hour, the wire brushed past Animazio's neck, for he had fallen nearly completely straight, and sliced open his throat, jugular and carotoid arteries. Somehow, to the amazement of anyone who could possibly know, Animazio was still alive, but his, besides the fact that practically ready to leak out of the back of his head, was absent of thought. It still functioned, but now just observed, taking in details, but never waiting on them. His eyes began to glaze over, the dark chestnut brown apparently fading to grey.

As performer and wire had fallen, the creature of Darkness had made yet another unusual spectacle. It seemed to flatten itself to the ground, becoming two-dimensional, and then moved, as though seen from above, down the far wooden column, spiralling as it did so at high speed. It came to the ground at a similar time to when Animazio hit it, and was within a metre of his as the wire slashed across his throat.

Now, it regained its third dimension, and approached Animazio, who had not the strength nor the will to hear nor sense the creature in any way. Only when it had crawled up on his chest, its eyes centimetres from his own, and moved its hand close to his Heart, did he notice. But it was by that stage that his inevitable death had been cemented. From out of Animazio's chest came a dull light, red, pink and purple all in one. As it came fully out of his chest, the mind of the man dully noted it was shaped exactly like a cartoonish Heart.

But there was nothing animated about it, the thing that the creature now held in its hand was Animazio's very own Heart. His eyes came shut seconds before the creature took a single, almost comical, bite out of the Heart, before it faded away in a swathe of black and purple clouds.

Animazio died.
Animaxio was born.

[Chi-Chan]

The girl sighed lightly to herself. A soft smile framing her face. The sweet scent of lilies marking the air. The air was calm as it blew softly. Yet something was unease. In a mere instant the city she had been viewing turned dark. Black covering the walls of the buildings she could see from the distance and with that sight it was if it had never been seen nor happen. The city turning back to the calming town it seemed. She turned. Darkness. Her eyes fearful as she stared at the creature that taunted her.

"Chi-Chan!"

And once again. The shadow vanished.

The darkness was met of the room she had been given as she opened her eyes slightly. Another dream. Getting up slightly a soft sigh escaped her lips. A nobody could not truly dream no sleep, but her injuries had been great. She looked towards her arm. The scar still lingered. She did not truly remember much after coming back towards her leader's domain. The darkness had over took after she had told him that she had failed to kill the nobody that had named himself, Axel. She had felt her misery in the fact she had not succeeded in the fact of killing the pyro maniac. She had blamed her injuries. But it was the second time she had come away without his blood upon her hands. She liked to believe it was his luck that had gotten this far but truthfully, the Organization member was clearly strong. Stronger then she had believed at first.

It was at that moment that the voices lingered within the room. She was sure that the others would be resting but alas, it would seem that two were still awake.

"Your orders will be carried out, though I hope you will not force me to go against my beliefs. However, whatever happens happens, and I can only hope that there is insight to your orders. As for you killing me," Charxai lips twinged into a half-smile, "I would prefer that not to happen, but if your sights are set upon this goal, I see little I can do to stop you from seeking that out." Charxai leaned back in his chair, throwing his arms behind his head. "But ultimately, the decision is up to you. If you do not want to trust me, there is little more I can say to stop that."

She listened slightly to the words that echoed within the four walls. Chizuyo had known since she had requested such a thing, that Ramaxuli had not been happy about the events of her bringing him into the Orden. She had seen the hidden looks of disgust upon his face. At first she had thought it jealousy or anger. She had made perfect sense of his hatred. Even so the words shocked her slightly. Chizuyo could tell by just listening to the speech, that of who it was. Only Charxai would say such words of morals and beliefs. That was one of the things she had found made him unique. One of the things that intrigued her greatly.

"Very well then, I suppose it wouldn't be exactly fair of someone in my position of power to continue pressing the issue upon you and let you rest for the night unless you wish to stay. I doubt that though." Ramaxuli motioned Charxai with his hand to leave him and return to the living quarters where the others were dwelling. "For now, I can only plan out on my own what we should do from now on especially since most of my Reapers are concentrating my attention on forcing that rather technologically advanced army led by Lucipher back towards their bases."


She waited as the steps echoed down the hall before opening the door. Moving quietly until she reached her destination. Ramaxuli. She had not known if he had noticed her yet, nor if Charxai had already made his way towards his destination. She did know that he was not there at that moment of time. She took that as a chance to speak.

"He is a great warrior...and he is quite trustworthy. From the beginning, he had not truly believed in the Organization..."

[killer kung fu wolf bitch]

She waited as the steps echoed down the hall before opening the door. Moving quietly until she reached her destination. Ramaxuli. She had not known if he had noticed her yet, nor if Charxai had already made his way towards his destination. She did know that he was not there at that moment of time. She took that as a chance to speak.

Lucipher, the man who is the face of this Warhawk organization that seeks to purge the worlds of both the darkness and the twilight within. How could someone like me hold such interest for an enemy? Ramaxuli held no feelings of hatred in the dark shadows of his unrecognized black heart for the young nobody turned liberation fighter. He thought so much about the boy that Chizuyo reported barely defeating back in her report prior to her most recent assignment againist Axel. When the girl told me of your strength, I didn't know what hidden ability I held within me, but I found a way to figure out your strength for myself without wasting my energies fighting like Chizuyo did. No Lucipher, you're quite the prodigy and master swordsman. How could someone like you waste your potential not fighting by my side. You hold tremendous power since you hold something that I couldn't hope to gain. A Heart. Something that I hope to use to study for-

"He is a great warrior...and he is quite trustworthy. From the beginning, he had not truly believed in the Organization..."

Damn it all! The thoughts of the Shinigami of Death concerning Lucipher and the possibilities of bringing someone as strong yet weak at the same time to the Orden were interrupted when he heard a voice. Figures much, I order that girl along with the others to take this night to rest for the festivities the next day and she decides to stick around. That voice belonging to the girl that brought Charxai into the Orden der Nocts.I should had known that she would be hearing the conversation between me and this man she seems to hold some form of deep relationship with. The girl who seemed to have remained hesitant to let go of the notion that she can never feel again through her lack of a heart beating inside of her. Disgusting trash are the both of them but I must deal with them until a right chance comes my way to exterminate her. I must maintain the false mask of tolerance until the time is right for the sacrilege of all nobodies to come to an end.
Ramaxuli had enough of the woman and her protection of this man. One would had assumed from first glance that the all too common human emotions of jealousy or anger or even hatred but he didn't seem to believe that this would be true. I am a nobody, not any mere human! "If you care about him so much, I'll hold you responsible, I will go after you and make sure you shall be the one who shall bear the pain of divine judgement and punishment." The Orden hochmeister blurted out of the sudden, jumping off from his throne landing gracefully onto the floor by Chizuyo's side and threw a frown her way. "The issue's been discussed now and I suggest you take the time to rest. It seems that we have a visitor to the castle, perhaps a new potential member, and plus the festivities will begin tomorrow in the late morning. Now leave me, your time with me is up."

Now the Orden hochmeister was alone in Where All Nothing Gathers and awaited the entrance of the new visitor.

[The Lionheart]

"Very well then, I suppose it wouldn't be exactly fair of someone in my position of power to continue pressing the issue upon you and let you rest for the night unless you wish to stay. I doubt that though." Ramaxuli motioned Charxai with his hand to leave him and return to the living quarters where the others were dwelling. "For now, I can only plan out on my own what we should do from now on especially since most of my Reapers are concentrating my attention on forcing that rather technologically advanced army led by Lucipher back towards their bases."

Giving a slight bow of respect to his leader, Charxai had been turning to leave when an all too familiar voice rang out behind him. Turning ever so slightly, Charxai noticed Chizuyo offering her reassurances to Ramaxuli.

"He is a great warrior...and he is quite trustworthy. From the beginning, he had not truly believed in the Organization..."

Charxai had already taken his leave when the Hochmeister frowned upon Chizuyo's actions, bidding her back to her room with the others. The Lone Avenger had taken to strolling slowly and silently down the hallway, giving Chizuyo time to catch up if she so desired. He didn't want to anger Ramaxuli (who seemed to be quick to such emotions) any more than he had to by staying anywhere near the man.

I don't understand why he let me in in the first place, if he has so many doubts. . . Charxai wondered, not fully understanding his leader's actions. Maybe it has something to do with Chizuyo? Hmm, I don't know. Throwing his hands behind his head, Charxai let his thoughts wander off as he continued to take his leave of a near deadly situation.