James laughed at Xadrk "...Please. If in fact the Governments base was corrupt, then it would fall apart. All its supporters would withdraw, the secret services would die... chaos would come to the worlds. And besides. Why would they release the heartless? Everyone who makes decisions there is ten times richer then you'll ever be... they have everything money could buy. Why would they do an absurd act like that?"
James gave a grunt chuckle "The Government is not letting them out, the company investors wouldn't stand for that... there probably had a small power outage, and the Heartless escaped. If there's one persons you can trust, its the Government"
"...Great. Now... according to my... knowledge, all the heartless have been kept in captivity by the Government. So how is it that we... have obviously faced them and become nobodies?!... Have they escaped or something...?" James asked.
James was watching people randomly fight...
OOC: Yup... well that's what we mainly did to our characters in the UO... so we might as well transfer it.
OOC: ARGH!... (People start to stare)... yeah, I'm back... (cough) ...
OOC: Have to go.
James stepped forward "Are you sure getting your hearts back is a good idea? I mean this is the time of peace. Organization XIII was a national threat, a war may have been started after there death from the impact they left... so I've heard"
OOC: Oh yeah, with my story tellingness and your writing I really think this was one of our best chapters yet.
James glanced at the idiots around him unamused "...So... what are we all doing here?" he asked no one in particular.
BIC: James raised an eyebrow at Selorian, before giving a slow nod yes. OOC: New chapter of the fanfic is up...
Chapter Five: Recovery Summer officially started in two days, but it felt like it was already here. Although relatively cool for the time of year, the sun still sent its rays earthward with its usual summer ferocity. It seemed, though, to the man staring up at it, that it had been somehow tamed, at least for the moment. Most people would find the temperature somewhat annoying, as it was cold enough to warrant a jacket that would just warm you up enough to make you sweat underneath the warming rays. U.P.A. Captain Rentu Jack Shilo Kazuharu Schrute Daryyl Scott Kamble Basco Skinnar was rather used to the temperature, actually. Working for the U.P.A, you met many different weather conditions, and with them, the varying degrees in temperature, but that didn’t improve his humor towards this certain one... especially when he was forced to stand under it waiting for a subordinate who was late, as usual. Of course, no matter the level of discomfort Captain Skinnar was feeling at the moment, no sign of it betrayed on his face. This job was too important to squeal about, and the small lines of sweat on his face weren’t just from the appalling weather. “Skinnar!” The headset nestled around his ears squeaked annoyingly, followed by static. Captain Skinnar sighed, and adjusted the antenna, and the static stopped. “Good evening Secretary Lex...” Skinnar replied into his micro-mini-microphone, his voice hard with annoyance. “What can I do for you?” Lex, the highest secretary of the U.P.A. was most likely, in Captain Skinnar’s humble opinion, the most annoying person who he had ever deigned to call an idiot. The pair had first met one another during the time of peace, the time before the dreaded Organization XIV came forward, that act started a whole new mind frame of nobody oppression movements. Skinnar nearly sighed. They had both been so full of joy, optimistic that the peace would continue, full of life... Skinnar cut the thought off there before he leaked a tear. Where had the years gone? “Skinny!” yelled the voice in the headset. “Just wanted to give you a message. Well, forward one anyway. Ya see, the Public Service Knights are acting up again. There have been two rogue thieves that have been causing some trouble lately, and ever since the lack of obedience in Hojan’s last order, they’ve grown much more confident.” Captain Skinnar gritted his teeth. “So what you’re really saying, you’re afraid I’ll get jumped? I thank you for your concern, but...” Lex sighed over the headset, coming over as a massive crackle of static. Skinnar winced slightly. “The Knights may turn around and want a hostage to try and put the U.P.A. in a vulnerable position, in order to insure their own safety... So yeah. But hey, you’ve got the Maxilo 8 series covering you, right? If you do, I’m being overly concerned, I guess.” Skinnar chuckled bitterly, flicking blond hair out of his eyes. His eyes traced his own reflection in a nearby store window. He was a tall man, around 6 and a half feet, skin tanned nicely and eyes nearly glowing as their light blue color reflected the fading sunlight. Dirty blond hair slicked back on his head with two sideburns coming past his ears. His long white coat was bland, but he liked it that way. That way, no one could trace him to anything...after all, the U.P.A. wasn’t exactly common knowledge, in fact no one who legally existed knew about it, and revealing the secret of the agency would end in an excruciatingly painful death, along with the end of the U.P.A. “I don’t worry about Service Knights,” Skinnar replied slowly into his mike, dodging the question about the Maxilo robots. “I worry about Enigmatic Knights Unit Six...” “You mean, the unit that destroyed the last Organization? The one’s that defied Hojan’s last order?” “That’s the one...” Skinnar replied, nodding cheerfully to an old man, who looked startled and twisted away. Skinnar frowned, then continued. “They’re assigned to ‘look after’ this new Organization... They’re supposed to end them like they did the last ones... But you probably know how that turned out.” He paused. “I’m worried Lex. This is our only connection to the Original Knights, the ones before the war... we don’t have any control, only an unstable agreement.” He sighed. “Anyway, leave me alone and let me get back to work.” “Yeah, whatever,” Lex grumbled. “Over and out, Captain Skinnar.” “Over and out, Secretary Lex.” Skinnar sighed as the speaker in his ear died down. Some whispered in the halls that the U.P.A. was deteriorating, and that all it would take was one brave group to end it. Rentu chuckled bitterly as he lit a fat cigar, his eyes glancing over the sizzling green and yellow horizon. He knew the truth. He knew that the U.P.A., no matter what, would go on to find the secrets of the universe: to discover and, if necessary... destroy. *** “So I said, ‘Give me the keychain... or I’ll kill you!’” Nulix burst out in raucous laughter. Everyone else simply raised an eyebrow as Xardius finished his extremely long and confusing joke. “Don’t you get it?” Xardius said, staring at the group in obvious confusion. “The guy who had the keychain that I wasted the guys’ money on to give it to the money guy and then I said I’ll kill you...the money guy’s name was Eye Keel...No? Jeez...” Nulix wiped his eyes. “Oh, yeah...good stuff... Xardius, have you ever considered a career in stand up comedy?” Xardius cocked an eyebrow, looking at Nulix as if he had suggested something absurdly insane. After a minute, he then leaned forward, and said, “…No.” One of the pilots from the gummi ship armada ran up. “Sir! A survivor!” “One of ours?” Nulix asked him. The man nodded. “Take us to him,” Oxyrt ordered, but the man was already motioning and running back the way he’d come. The Ultimate Organization followed, quickly coming up an ash-laden river that ran through the forest towards a group of the pilots. One was checking a figure lying on the ground for signs of injury. Oxyrt recognized the member. “Xegreny!” The doctor looked up. “What happened to him?” “I gave him a sleeping drug that will ease the pain a little,” the doctor said, motioning to a chest wound that ran deep towards Xegreny’s left shoulder. “You Nobodies are made of hard stuff. A blow like that would have left anyone else dead in a few hours, but he’s hung on for nearly ten... Anyhow, he’ll be fine.” Oxyrt knelt down by Xegreny, and began feeling around the wound. He had experience in this, as one of his jobs before he’d lost his heart was a doctor… well, he had at least trained under one… that must count for something. “So how’d he get the injury?” Nulix spoke up. The doctor sighed. “He said he was chasing a group of Knights up the river, as they were trying to sneak by through another portal that opened up in front of the fire. They caught him by surprise with a double-back, and after they hit him, he couldn’t keep up. He said they were headed for...” “I think we already know,” Wing said. “Where else would they go?” Vexneah’s eyes widened. “The Superior!” “Who is unconscious at the moment, a perfect target,” Bellatrix added. Geryl grunted. “Didn’t we leave anybody to protect the castle?” “Xegreny was there, before he came to help fight,” Oxyrt said. “Other then that, only Darkrai.” Nulix rolled his eyes. “Oh, yeah, that helps. Now we definitely know Darxess is dead.” Xardius moved forward, stepping on a few random people. “Oh, sorry,” he muttered as one of the pilots yelped and began hopping up and down, holding a crushed foot. “The castle’s pretty far away, they might not have made it by now. We’re faster than they are, and we might still have a chance of saving the superior.” “…Again” Nulix added. Bellatrix intervened. “No time. Nulix, stop your whining and get moving. Doctor, can you have your men move Xegreny to the castle?” The doctor nodded. “No problem.” “Good, then let’s go,” Bellatrix, turning around to find she was the only one still standing there. “Ack, wait for me you guys!” The others slowed, but Xardius didn’t bother. His mind was already racing forward, finding the fastest way to the castle. The knights, besides being encumbered by their armor, and slower than Nobodies to boot, had taken the long route in the hopes of skirting the Dark City and avoiding painful contact with the natives...the Enigmatic Knights weren’t held in the best of humor. The quickest way to the castle was through the Dark City, via the Memory Lane that ran straight past Memory’s Skyscraper. Xardius aimed for it as he entered Dark City. Soon, he was sprinting past Memory’s Skyscraper. He paused for breath, leaning against one of the nearby railings. A rain drop splattered on his nose. Xardius peered up at the sky curiously as it began to unleash a summer shower on him. “Well, that’s just great,” Xardius muttered. The square quickly cleared of people, but Xardius stood there, feeling the warm rain patter against his face. Water splashed as a boot came down in a puddle. Xardius turned and his mouth fell open in surprise. “Wirdikov!?” The newcomer stared at Xardius for a moment with pale blue eyes, then swept golden blonde hair out of his eyes and stepped forward, his golden armor reflected in the many puddles around his feet. “...So... it seems your new friends have achieved a victory today...” Wirdikov’s voice sounded crisp and harsh against the sodden rain. “You know... things haven’t been quite the same without you, Darius...” The man stretched out a hand to Xardius, seemingly to place it on Xardius’ shoulder. Xardius slapped the hand away, and slid backwards. “Why are you here?” he snarled. “Darius... Darius… Darius, I’m surprised at you,” Wirdikov muttered, his face showing hurt, but his eyes betraying nothing. “You know I care for you.” “Darius isn’t my name anymore,” Xardius snapped, glancing down as if in regret, actions contradicting his tone. “...I see. So it’s true. You really don’t have a heart...” Wirdikov looked down as well. “This... complicates things.” Xardius closed his eyes, then suddenly snapped his head up and looked around. Wirdikov was gone. “Come back when you’ve recovered your heart, Darius...” Wirdikov’s crisp voice rang out. “I can’t come back!” Xardius howled after him. “Even if I wanted to!” Lightning flashed, followed by a score of thunder, and Xardius had to strain to hear Wirdikov’s final words. “...Farewell... Xardius.” Xardius howled as lightning sprayed the world white. *** Xardius sighed as he stretched a hand out and pushed open the wet castle doors. The bridge to the castle had been neatly destroyed, and Xardius, wet and now rather hungry, and been forced to walk around the enormous cavern to the back entrance where the forest stretched up to touch the “backyard” of the fortress. The hallways were empty, but sounds of life came from the throne room. Xardius walked in, and raised an eyebrow at the scene before him. Nulix looked like he had been sitting next to Bellatrix, then Geryl had come into the two-seater and squashed himself in between. Therefore, Nulix looked like his hips were being squeezed to half their size, and Bellatrix was being forced to nearly sit on the snoozing Vexneah, who looked like an afterthought squeezed into the corner. Geryl was the only one who looked happy. “What’s happening?” Geryl yelled to Xardius, waving a hand. Bella popped out with a rather large suction noise, brushed herself off, and frowned at Xardius. “You smell like wet dog.” Xardius bared his teeth in what could be described as a grin. “Watch it, I bite,” he growled. Bella chuckled slightly, Xardius smiled “But really… what happened?” “We got back and found Darkrai dead, along with a group of Knights. Geryl had found out about the Knights coming to the castle earlier from Xegreny and hurried here.” Bella explained “And… it turns out Geryl came just in time” “Another happy ending…” Xardius muttered. “More or less” Bella replied before walking back to the couch. Xardius smiled at them before heading back out to the hallway and running through it hurriedly until he reached the end of the hall. The Hospital Wing was here, this should be where Xegreny was resting. Xardius burst the doors open and slowly walked inside. The Lights where off, and the windows where open. Only the light of the moon came through to the room, but even with that little light Xardius could see everything fine. At the end of the room stood Oxyrt, looking over Xegrenys bed. Oxyrt’s pale figure slowly turned to Xardius unamused “Where were you? You were ahead of us, and then you were gone. We thought knights had got you.” Xardius raised an eyebrow, and Oxyrt shrugged apologetically. Xardius relinquished with a sigh. “I was... delayed by an old buddy of mine.” Oxyrt opened his mouth, but Xardius cut him off. “Xegreny going to be all right?” Oxyrt nodded. “He should be. Once the doctor got here, Vexneah went to work on him. That girl’s got some talent...” Xardius chuckled. “So... Who’s this Retlaw?” “Huh?” Xardius pointed to a piece of paper lying on the table with the words ‘Retlaw’ clearly pointed on it, and what looked like a map scribbled below. Oxyrt picked it up and shoved it in a pocket. “It’s the map to the secret location of the mage, Retlaw. Before you arrived, Wing joined me in order to talk to Yen Sid, a very powerful mage, to retrieve this map. We need the map to find Retlaw, because Retlaw is the only one that knows the whereabouts of the Knights’ HQ. Since the Knights won’t leave us alone, I figure we gotta take them out. We tried to follow the map, but ended up getting ambushed by Knights... I never even got to tell Darxess, because he got kidnapped and then he was asleep...” “Hmmm,” Xardius said, and Oxyrt could see that Xardius’ brain was ticking. “Later,” he seemed to say to himself, then louder, “Where is Wing?” “Concerned?” Oxyrt smiled. Xardius’ glare cut the smile off his face. Oxyrt spared a small smirk “In the garden, he hasn’t come inside since we got here.” Xardius gave a nod to Oxyrt before stalking out the door and down the hall. As soon as he stepped outside the castle doors he was drenched in a shower of rain. Xardius glanced around before making his way to the garden. He turned the corner to see a figure standing in front of a row of at least twenty large stones with carvings on them. Xardius sighed as he walked towards the figure, the sky lighting up with lightning raging a second later with thunder. Xardius clad a wet hand on the mans shoulder, who turned around suddenly. It was Wing, hood up in the rain, his blond hair turned grey from the lightning’s flashes, his blue eyes dim in the seemingly colorless rain. “Oh… its you Xardius…” Wing said after a second, Xardius gave a nod “…So what is this…? What are you doing?” He asked. Wing smiled weakly before turning back to the stones sticking out from the wet ground “Just paying my respect. The guys Nulix hired where great, they flew to Ceegum and found the bodies of all the members who died in the crash… So I decided I would respected them, I had plenty of ruble to use for there graves…” He explained, before turning back to Xardius. “…Oh” Xardius muttered, lacking a better response. Wing nodded, then turned to Xardius. “You wanna help?” “Urm, no...” Xardius said quickly. “I’d rather not. If I paid respects for every one of my companions that died, I wouldn’t have time for anything else... Anyway, it’s late. You should get some rest.” “Why, Xardius,” Wing replied, feigning shock, “are you concerned about one of your fellow members?” Xardius scowled as fierce as he could, but Wing only chuckled, and Xardius found himself laughing along with him a second later. But something inside him said that just because they’d met again didn’t mean this time it would last... Old friends never did.
"Hello!? Anyone here!?" Came another voice as the doors burst open once again by a young man.
OOC: ...yay...
Name: James Kluppel. Played By: Nulix. Power: Wind. Weapon: Slim Double Headed Monkey bronze sword. Personality: James' personality is generally fun but not crazy. At a young age his father died and everything that his father owned went to him. James at the time was unaware that his father was still alive, living with his mother for he was separated from his father at birth. At the age of seventeen he finds out that his father died six years ago and that his father was a billionaire owner of a small company that branched out towards public housing and military affairs. With this new found knowledge, James abandoned his lower class lifestyle and took over the company. James, over the course of a year, became use to his wealth and decided to travel the worlds while they all shared a rare time of peace. Picture: (None)
OOC: Hidden! The new thread will be up in an half an hourish.
OOC: Alright, whats this about Jaxed resigning... again...? Lets look at this realistically. Jaxed has said he was leaving at least seven times... and he's always come back. What makes this time any different?
OOC: ...New thread up yet...?
OOC: ...Is the thread up yet...?
OOC: HAPPY BIRTHDAY STAR!!!!!!!!!!!. But anyway, whats going on with the new thread now? And great Wind vs Flame pic Wing!
