Kingdom Hearts: Tales of the Ruled {Part1}

[OmniChaos]

=Viceroy of Rego=

Before the window, hands held calmly behind his back, stood the imposing figure known as The Conqueror. A man, clad in raven-black armor and shrouded in an equally black hooded robe. The man had been standing at that spot, staring out from the window, from the moment they had taken off, not moving or breaking his silence for anyone or anything. Around him, a collection of Reavers silently went about their work, not stopping to take concern in The Conqueror or any of the other Reavers. They simply carried out their tasks, as ordered, then reported back for new ones. Such obedient little machines.

"Sir," a Reaver said, its metallic limbs clinging against the ground as it walked up to The Conqueror. The Reaver was a Guardian model, though it was a special modified model. For one, its entire body was forged with plating made from solid gold. The Reaver stood up on four, heavy-plated legs, each an equal distance from the other. Both of the Reaver's lower arms was equipped with a large, bulky shield that, when placed together with the other, formed a much larger shield. The right, shield arm has a large sword mounted in place of a hand, while the left arm simply has a hand. The Reaver's upper arms both had cannons mounted in place of arms, though both lacked any form of shield that the lower two had. On the back of the Reaver was mounted a large, triple barrel turret, which rose roughly one and a half feet above the head of the Reaver. This Guardian Reaver was one of The Conqueror's body guards (not that he actually required any) and, as such, special attention and care was put into it's creation, making it the most powerful Guardian model currently produced. "I am here to provide you our current status. We are now less than an hour away from reaching our target: Radiant Garden. Both Carriage Reavers are in good shape and all of the Reaver forces inside have all been accounted for. Your flagship, Odin, while lower in fuel than previously predicted, is in perfect running order. The miscalculation of remaining fuel will not affect our return trip. That is all." The Reaver turned and walked away, its metallic legs clinging against the floor like when it came.

The Conqueror finally broke his statue-like pose, letting out a long sigh, his whole body seeming to sigh along with him. He released his hand from the other and allowed his arms to limply fall to his side. They would be arriving at Radiant Garden soon, the safe haven and main front of the Rebellion forces. He had decided to personally lead the invading force and had already sent the majority of the Conquistadors ahead to Radiant Garden, ordering them not to move or reveal themselves without his arrival. The Conqueror had no plans of messing this up and wanted to use all of his force to deal with this problem. He wanted to end this now.

The Conqueror exhaled, his eyes focusing onto the small world coming into view. Radiant Garden: The hive of the bug infestation that had been plaguing The Conqueror for far longer than he had wished it to. He released another sigh and lowered his head slightly. "Now it begins."

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Ogen sat up against the cool wall that ran along one of Radiant Garden's shadowed alleyways. His knees were held close to his chest with his arms wrapped around them. His chin sat on his legs, somewhat hidden behind his arms and knees.

Ogen didn't care much for other people, that's why he liked Radiant Garden so much: There were plenty of places for him to get away from people. He didn't know why he didn't like being around other people, it's just how he's always felt, at least from when he can remember. His loss of memory, and thus his personality, caused him to spiral down into this unwanted state along with his new "personality" he gained as a result.

Ogen sighed softly. His master, Mickey, would be coming soon. While he was grateful for everything he had done, Ogen thought all of Mickey's attempts at training him were futile. Ogen couldn't learn anything Mickey tried to teach him. It wasn't because Mickey was an insufficient master, it was because Ogen was an insufficient person. He was useless, little better than trash. He wished a Reaver would come and end his misery now.

His silence was suddenly broken as he heard the sound of footsteps, two pair from the sound of it. He should have known someone would have walked pass him eventually. Ogen assumed it was people involved with the rebellion, heading toward Merlin's house. As if he hoped to turn invisible as the result of it, Ogen buried his face into his arms. The sound of footsteps grew louder and louder as Ogen hoped and waited for them to pass.

[Rhapsody]

Tranquility.

That was what the young woman was experiencing right this moment. Quiet and tranquility. She sucked in a sharp breath and then exhaled deeply through her nose, taking in the fresh air that lingered in Radiant Garden. The female was up on the rooftops of one of the many homes residing in the area. Rooftops had always been one of the teenager's favorite places to meditate. There, no one would bother the girl as she cleared her mind and thoughts. Not to mention the chances of her meeting someone on the rooftops were unlikely. No people meant no distractions. It was perfect. Mind blank, face expressionless and void of any emotions – it was obvious that the young woman was at peace with herself. Her whole posture – from her crossed legs to her closed eyelids, relaxed brows and slouching shoulders – emitted a calm and serene feel to the girl. It was almost as if she was sleeping, yet only upright and cross-legged. Her shoal was strewn over the upper half of her body and spread a little over her legs, concealing most of her form under the cape. Ghostly hands each clutched on knee and peered out from the girl’s covering.

It was essential for teen to start off the day meditating. It had become a ritual of some sort, a need. She needed to meditate, or else the day would feel irregular. Like the feeling one gets when they know they have forgotten something important. It's a nagging sensation that won’t go away until the forgotten item is found. It was a troublesome feeling, so it was only natural for the girl to partake in the exercise daily. Her mind relaxed, and she slowly breathed in and out through her nostrils, taking in Radiant Garden’s scent once more....

Then, a distant chatter. Her brows lightly furrowed upon hearing the disturbance, hoping that it would cease or would not cause too much of a problem. A curse threatened to escape her lips, but she suppressed it and instead elicited a long, agonizing grunt. Perfect. So much for tranquility. She should have known better than to place herself near old man Merlin's house. Word had it that the keybladers in the area were going to meet the King at the magician’s cottage. Though, she didn’t recognize that she was near the path to the old guy's home. Calpurnia grunted again in dismay and stood to her feet, careful not to lose her balance on the slanted roof. She inched her way towards the edge and propelled herself off the roof. With a forceful kick from both her feet, Calpurnia landed on the ground with a light thump and proceeded to casually move away from the home. She had no idea where she was going, but she did know that it was probably best if she started moving.

As she paced through the streets of Raidant Garden, the girl passed a dark alleyway, and the corner of her eye caught a bundle as she did so. She froze in mid step, and then backtracked to where the dark opening was. Sure enough, there it lay. Her eyes studied the mass again, carefully examining it. Then she realized it: the 'bundled mass' was in fact a person. Calpurnia had no idea why the figure was crouched up like that. Was it hurt? Obviously it was hiding from something. Monotonous eyes stared at the shadowed person a while longer, then she slowly raised her right foot. The foot just inches away from its target, she forcefully nudged the crouched person's side with her shoe.

[Yamigo1000]

"It's silent... a littel bit too silent, don't you think, Yami?" Dark Tyrant said to Yamigo? Yamigo ignored him, looking as if he was in a trance. He just stood there, stareing at miles and ( What seemed like) miles of...wel, NOTHING.It was only him, Death Tyrant, and earth. No other source of life. Just the way he liked it. BUt even with his sick love of an area with no life, he didn't wish for there to be no life at all. Just new life, one were humanity wasn't so fragile. Human's where pathetic really. Every other liveing thing out there has something special about them, except humans. But there were two features that humans had that Nothing else in the universe has but them. A heart and will power beyond anything else you will ever see. But what use were those. They had alot actually, but Yamigo Blacksmith was to much of an A-hole to understand.

"Okey, this has gotten boreing...." Yamigo said, final breaking the trance, "Let's get out of here, Tyrant." Suddenly, he began to get covered in a strange dark energy. Purple, Blue, Red and Black in color, but made almost no sound at all but a strange "Waawo" sound and than, He expolded, makeing a 3 feet wide expolson that began to collapse on it'self, dissipereing from exsistance, along with Yamigo in the prosses.

[Chimubar]

Radiant Garden, the name itself even made Bell feel at peace. It was one of those places where some one could just sleep on the rooftop of a random building. Which is exactly what Bell was doing. It was so normal for Bell to sleep outdoor in the middle of day it was somewhat scary. The various civilians who had the eyesight to see Bell would most likely think he was dead. When the Bell sleeps he sleeps on his back motionless. He does not snore, it would be impossible for someone to see any sign of breathing unless you felt him. Sleeping was the only time when Bell really felt at peace

A bird landed on Bell's chest, waking him up from his sleep. At first he glared at it, but soon enough, he smiled and picked up the bird on his finger. To Bell's knowledge it was a canary, however it was more of a balled shape and had smaller wings than a regular bird. The bird quickly flew away when it saw the rest of it's flock. Leaving Bell alone and awake.

"Man, it wakes me up and then leaves me? Ugh, now I can't go back to sleep."

Bell jumped onto his feet and made his way to the edge of the rooftop. King mickey was going to train Bell's legs off soon enough, it was better to start stretching. Looking over the edge of the building onto the alleyway below, Bell sawone familiar person and one stranger. "Ogen, whats up how you doing!!?" Bell waved at his fellow keyblader and the stranger and jumped off the rooftop to see them. He acted like Ogen was his good friend but in reality, Bell wasn't a hundred percent certain that Ogen liked him. It was Bell's main priority to make Ogen like him...

"Who's this your girl friend??? He said playfully at Ogen. After a quick giggle Bell turned his attention to the stranger. "Yo, I'm Bell. What's up??

[OmniChaos]

Beads of sweat ran down the side of Ogen's face, collecting at the bottom of his chin in a large mass that slowly grew until gravity pulled it free from his chin and it dropped to the ground with a splatter. The footsteps he had heard had come to a stop, very close to Ogen it would seem. Wonderful, now I'm going to have to- A shoes nudged Ogen's side, abruptly ending Ogen's thoughts and causing him to jump. He toppled over to the left, his feet jutting out from his bunched up body as he fell. His left arm hit the ground, as well as a somewhat large rock that, while it did not break the skin, was rather painful. He was sure he was going to get a bruise from that damn thing. Ogen twisted his body, so that his chest faced upward, and pushed himself away from the wall, making sure the rock that he had fell on was well out of the way. With a slight moan, he pushed against the ground with his hands, lifting his upper body off the ground. Once his arms were straight, Ogen switched to his upper body strength, pulling his body forward until it fell forward limply. His breath was labored and about as fast as his racing heart. He took this moment to look up at the person who had disturbed him. It was a women, roughly the same age as himself from the look of it. At this point, Ogen knew there was no avoiding her. If he wanted to get rid of her as quickly as possible, then he'd have to speak to her.

"Wh-What is it?" Ogen asked a bit defensively, rising to his feet. As he got to them, his balance shifted backward and he was forced to stumble back a few steps before he was able to once again regain his balance. Now standing, Ogen slipped his hands into the pockets of his trench coat and lowered his head a bit, so as to avoid making eye contact with the young women. "I-I mean-" Ogen's voice was now back to it's normal tone: uncertain and shy. "H-How can I help you?" However, before Ogen could receive a reply, an unwanted voice sounded from the rooftops.

"Ogen, whats up how you doing!!?"

Ogen's eyes shot open wide at the slight surprise the shout had given him, then quickly receded back to their normal setting. Bell... He was a nice kid. A tad annoying and intrusive, but nice. However, every friendly gesture Bell made toward him, Ogen pushed away with silence and avoidance. It's not that Ogen hated Bell or anything, it was just Ogen's personality. He pushed away anyone that tried to get close to him. He just wasn't the type who wanted to be around others.

"Who's this your girl friend???"

Ogen replied to Bell's smart ass comment with silence, as he usually did in hopes that he would just leave him alone. Of course, no such luck, seeing as how Bell then turned his attention toward and spoke to the young women. Maybe Bell's arrival was more fortuitous then Ogen first thought. If the two of them got distracted enough with each other, perhaps it would grant Ogen the opportunity to silently slip away from the two. Yeah, "if".

[Rhapsody]

Apparently she nudged him too hard. Either that or the male was very, very jumpy. The nudge from her shoe caused the bundle to fall onto its left, and Calpurnia was finally able to see that it was a male she had just nudged. All through his panicked shuffling to get on his feet, the female studied him with a flat, unemotional stare with her brows slightly furrowed; she saw no need to make the situation any more stressful for the gentleman, so she carefully examined him while getting to his feet. The young man finally brought himself to his feet (although still appearing in an awkward stance), giving uneven breaths after doing so and fixing his own gaze over to Calpurnia. For a moment, her golden irises pierced through his amber orbs, and the stoic female still gave no stir or reaction to any of his movements.

"Wh-What is it?"

She did not respond. Her brows were still kept furrowed in a quizzical gesture, but she did not reply to his question either. Though he was understandably tense, hurting him was the last thing on her mind. If anything, she pitied him. His actions were unusual, almost as if he wasn't used to human contact.

"I-I mean- H-How can I help you?"

He was fully upright now, giving the female a chance to see just how tall the man was. Quite taller than her, that was for sure. After he gave his last query, his voice took on a rather meek pitch; she found it hard to believe that he could change the tone of his voice in such a quick and hastened manner. To a monotonous person such as Calpurnia, it was a very interesting feat, and it sparked her curiosity about the male. But a harsh yell that resonated throughout the area interrupted her thoughts, and she shifted her gaze to the rooftops above. A white-haired boy, appearing younger than Calpurnia, jumped from the rooftop of one structure and landed near her. She wasn't too bothered about his presence, yet one particular question he asked about her being the older male's "girlfriend" did cause her to slightly cringe. Calpurnia didn't even know the guy.

"Yo, I'm Bell. What's up??"

Again, no response. Her attention reverted back to the silent male in the alleyway, with her only movement being a small shift from her right foot to her left foot. "That boy," she began in a stoical manner, directing the question to the white-haired kid beside her. The young man taking refuge in the shadows looked to be as old as Calpurnia, yet she seemed to completely disregard this perception by referring to him as a "boy." This time the female glanced at Bell, and she lightly motioned in the direction of the dark alleyway with her head. "His name is Ogen?"

[Araliya]

While all this was going on, a lone figure draped in a long hooded cloak hid in a nearby alley. The Conqueror had told her not to move or attract attention to herself until he arrived, and Elsa planned on just doing that from the start.

The sounds of chatter reached her ears and Elsa glanced at the three kids not too far away from where she currently was. Her eyes shifted from the boy in the hoodie to the boy in the trenchcoat to the girl in the shawl. Elsa's eyes widened in shock. "That's!"

[The Future]

(OOC-I'm sorry it's so short, I have to get off in like ten minutes)

What am I doing here!? Am in over my head on this? I'm no hero... I-I don't know who I am...

That's what Jeru thought as he walked through the alleyways of Radient Garden, it was dark, cold, and very damp. Jeru felt sad while in the alleyways, it felt like death, it was kinda... scary to be honest. He started to hear voices, he ran to them, hoping he could find people, he hadn't seen a person besides himself in a few days. "Yo, I'm Bell. What's up??" was the last thing Jeru heard, he knew it was his friends.

Jeru finally found the people the voices were coming from, he saw Bell standing there. "Hey Bell, it's been a while since I've seen you, how's it going?" asked Jeru.

[iNerdz]

Damn…how long has it been?

Memories echoed through his mind as Xavier effortlessly navigated the crowded Radiant Garden streets. Arms shoved into the pockets of his gray pea coat, he reminisced as he strolled by each block. True, the Conqueror told him and the others to stay put, but he just couldn’t sit around any longer, his heart wouldn’t let him. It longed to see the buildings, smell the smells, and see the people he was once so accustomed to, he knew he couldn’t meet up with anyone, but maybe he could just take a peek.

Heh, its funny. Even during a war, this place is still the same…

“Hey, watch it old man!”

A young boy, he looked no older than fourteen, slinging a makeshift sword over his shoulder spat at him. The crimson eyed, long black haired boy waisted no time pointing his weapon Xavier's way, almost looking like he wanted a fight. If he wasn’t here on business, Xavier might have just took the kid’s bluff. “Tch, my fault kid,” Old man? The soldier sighed. I’m not that old! He sleepily rubbed the back of his neck, a trademark of his. I’m glad my Layla’s not as rude as this one. “Hey, while I’m here lemme ask you somethin’,” The brat tapped his foot, rather impatiently. “I’ll let the disrespect slide since we’re both in a rush. But look, you know a couple around here goin’ by the names of Sandra and Byron Le'iore? They own a shop ‘round this area, how they been?” The young warrior nodded, and replied in an arrogant tone; “Course! They’re the folks that keep rebellion members, like me, up to date with the best gear Radiant Garden has to offer!” He rubbed his nose proudly, “What’s it to you geezer?” Xavier’s whole body sighed along with him before he dug up his reply, “They’re my parents. Look, just tell them be careful okay?” The boy nodded quickly and swung around on his heel to continue his patrol.

“What’s your name soldier?” Xavier hollered before the young one disappeared in the thick crowd. “Huh? I’m Zak! But uh, can I got now?” Zak didn’t wait for an answer before he darted through the mass of people that now separated the two. “Hmph…I’ll have to look out for him... Now. I guess since I know they’re okay… I should get back to my job. But uh, what am I doin’ anyway?” Stopping dead in his tracks, a few feet away from what he thought was an empty ally, Xavier pondered for a moment, scratching the tip of his nose with his clawed gauntlet.

Huh? Hey! There she is!

Looking as grim as the reaper he spotted one of his comrades, Elsa Abendroth. A wide, devilish smirk crept up on his face, just as subtly as he crept towards the shrouded woman. He floated on down like a ghost, despite his huge size he knew how to keep things stealthy.

“That’s!”

He heard her mumble to herself before he went in for the kill. It was now, as he hovered above her that Xavier struck, slamming his cold steel gauntlet on her shoulder he bellowed in his warm hearty tone:

“ELSA!”

“Oh, hey…those Keybladers? They look...small.” He asked right after, oblivious to the ruckus he quite possibly, could have just caused.

[INCALORA]

"What a beautiful place," Calcifer said as he balanced himself on top of the peak of the castle in Radient Garden. He had just arrived from his home planet E.W. and thought that it was best for him to observe the world from a distance. Already he was pleased with what he had seen, so far his favorite thing was a giant mouse using an oversized key as a weapon. At first to him it seemed quiet an odd choice for a weapon, but when he gave it a second look with his eyes using aura he saw a tremendous amount. Never would he have guessed that quiet an odd weapon would posses such great power.

He suddenly snapped out of his trance when he sensed something. "I wonder what's going on all the way over there," he said as he cupped his hands over his eyes so he could try and get a better view. It didn't work. "I guess this is where my journey begins," he said as he looked up to the sky. "I'll keep my promise," a grin appeared on his face. A gentle breeze moved him slightly and then he remembered where he was," I guess it's time for me to get down." Calcifer looked around, he'd forgotten how he got up to the tall point of the castle. "Oh well," he shrugged his shoulders.

Calcifer then proceeded to jump down from where he was to the clossest part of the castle to him. It was a long way down so the best and fastest way for him to get down would be to slide down the side of the behemoth of a castle. "Here goes nothing," he said as he slid down until he came across a window," This should do it," he said as he stepped into the well furnished room. It appeared that royalty had once slept in this room, but from looking at the dust that coated everything it seemed that they were an insomniac because nobody had slept in that room for quiet some time.

[Oathkeeper(:]

The sun shone bright on this wondrous day, so quiet and peaceful. A rare day for Leah, well at least recently. She walked along silently, her curly hair bouncing with each step, taking in the way the sun shone off of the castle, how the market place was buzzing. She walked passed the usual alleyways, the dark, damp, and narrow things that she thought mucked up the beauty of the day. She sighed as she walked by, stopping and backtracking as she heard the commotion. She peered around the corner catching the silhouettes of a few people, chattering away about something. Not being one to keep to her own business, she silently crept up to the crowd. Not knowing what they were talking about, she just stood there.

"Um, hi?" She said, finally, trying to imput herself into the conversation as subtly as possible.

It's been awhile since she'd seen people around.

[whoever's in the alleyway...that's who I'm talking to xD]

[Healing Vision]

Perpetual boredom.

His clad wrapped around his street and yet casual clothing, dubbed him a conquistador. Un estudiante del primero. Name unknown to them even to this day; he was their overall master, The Conqueror. Traveling there the old fashion way, he'd be upon them within some unknown span of time. On Radiant Garden, there were more than just himself, the illegitimate children of their superior. They were supposed to stay and lie in wait, but to be there for so long...one grows weary.

"Beyond bored..." the hooded enigma's voice echoed to himself into the air. Within moments he relinquished his concealment which made him look far too noticeable as is. Treading the rooftop, he'd spotted a group. This was what he was supposed to be observing, sitting back, flipping his hood to brashly conceal his hair and shadow his face, looking on. A sigh escaped him.

As he observed, he then passed a slight yet often occasional glance at Hitsun and Loviembre both. How he desired to morph them both into destructive forces and just without a second though annihilate his boredom. Which therein rest with this garden of keyblade seedlings. This was at least somewhat amusing as he observed further, they were certainly 'colorful' especially the assertive one.

"When are we just going to carry out the order already..." he sighed and from the corner of his eye spotted Elsa and Xavier not yet noticed by them. 'Is that your idea of hiding? More than one this close to each other? Oh wow...'

[Chimubar]

When Ogen didn't answer the question Bell's feelings somewhat got hurt. He could've nodded or something. Bell tilted his head in silence and dissapointment until the girl addressed him.

"That boy. His name is Ogen? "

Judging by the way she talked and what she had said, Bell had already made several assumptions about her. The first one was that she didn't know who Ogen was. The second one was that Ogen did something that caught her attention. The third one was that she was either interested in persuing Ogen or just plain weird. Either way she seemed nice enough and not a dangerous threat.

Bell hesitated to answer the girl's question. He wasn't a hundred percent sure that Ogen would appreciate telling his name to psuedo strangers. Pondering whether or not he should answer the question directly, Bell started looking at his shoes, praying for someone or thing to distract him.

"Hey Bell, it's been a while since I've seen you, how's it going?"

His prayers have been answered. Almost out of knowhere Jeru another rebellion member stumbled upon them in the alleyway. "Yo Jeru what's good?!" He yelled waving. It has been a while since he has seen Jeru. Bell thought that he had ran away or something.

Running over to his friend, Bell grabbed Jeru's arm and almost dragged him towards the conversation. "Hey this is my friend Jeru. Him, Ogen, and I are keybla-" Bell realized at the last moment that he was about to give away classified information. If she was an enemy, that would give her plenty of reason to attack them. After a momentary pause, Bell looked at Ogen and somewhat fell sorry for him. He knew Ogen was destined to be a recluse and didn't like to be around people. Bell was just making it worse by dragging people in the conversation.

"Hey you okay?? Sorry if this is making you feel uncomfortable," He said addresing Ogen.

[Rapidus Procella]

A keyblader that has the appearance of a teenager, he has been alive for a couple years less then three decades, and yet he has already made a good name for himself; a legend to be in fact. Along with his ‘so-called’ legacy, this man has made himself a strong warrior, mastering many and different variations of Magic, and even developing his own form of magic in which he calls his Limit Break, none seen it, yet in tales all fear it, for it is a quite frightening attack, but nevertheless this warrior is one for the ages, and that is fact, not opinion.

“Such a beautiful day, why must the spirits gloom ever so much.”

Spoke a voice, in clothing that of a normal, civilian in this tough world. This man, the keyblader of legend comes bearing a black body-length trench coat that stretches nowhere past his knees, then along with that, is a simple pair of black, leather jeans; tight to the fit. Blue hair is what he had up top of his head, and gold was the shade that his eyes bared. An appearance fit for such a man; however, this man had to have a name, well he does, the name is quite gentle spoken..

Vento Aver.

“the name I took upon when I was just a mere child, Vento Aver.” Vento spoke, proudly announcing to any nearby who he was. However, the location he was in, is one he had envisioned where he would start off; Radient Garden, a place where dreams are made or ended, depending on the person and depending on who stands in the way of their goals..

“This is a nice place, I shall take a look around before I decide to do what I came here to do.”

Vento said, as he walked through the wondrous world, he traveled through a dark-alleyway, and he came across a number of figures, who were conversing in small talk, so Vento didn’t pay much attention, however, he decided to just check it out slightly, to see what it was exactly these people were conversing about.

“Hello there, what is it you two are talking about?” Vento asked in high energy to the two.

((Alright, so its clear; Omni, and Rhapsody I am talking about your two characters..^_^”))

[Araliya]

“ELSA!”

She jumped as Xavier yelled into her ear. Turning around slowly, she grit her teeth and growled, "What... do you think you're doing?" Elsa glanced back towards the ever-increasing group. "It looks like more have arrived."

“Oh, hey…those Keybladers? They look...small.” Elsa clenched her fist as Xavier spoke, a hard look in her eyes. "It seems that the Keyblade... has a tendency of choosing children as its bearer." She said. While looking over in that direction, she noticed Feral staring at the two of them, with what looked like an irritated look upon his face.