~Crossover Cove~

Their epic fight was going to be interrupted, for something strange happened. Stich, at floor 54, jumped out an unbroken window, breaking it, before skydiving towards Deadpool, mouth full of something. When he was a few feet above him, he opened his mouth, spitting out tons of sandwiches. "YEEHAW!"

 

Lyle sighed and put his gun away, smiling at the newcomers who stopped the fight before it began. Lockon, Vanille, and Haro walked up, Lockon had a unreadable look on his face as he looked at his brother, whom he hadn't seen in years. Vanille was just shocked at how similiar that they looked to each other, but she didn't know that they're related to each other or twin for that matter. She wondered why Lockon didn't tell her about this person and looked at him.

 

Footsteps from inside the cave. He backed out hastily, sword ready. Out flew a crimson haired man, swinging around a chainsaw, chanting something that sounded like...

Sebas-chan?

He glimpsed a long, red jacket flapping, high heeled shoes, a glint of glasses in the sun, and the man(?) had gone. He was too far now to chase after, as his manic giggles quickly faded. Kanda, again walked into the entrance to the cave, letting his eyes adjust to the dim light. The ceiling was taller than he had expected, the walls smoother, as well. Like the perfect vantage point, boulders lined a wall with, almost a staircase of piled, flat, stones. An animal sprawled luxuriously on a raised portion of the cave floor. It was completely engulfed, staring faithfully at something; a small, rectangular, flashing object impossibly grasped between its large paws. Unperturbed, and not bothering to care, the beautiful youth found his way to the tall rocks that would make his perch and started to silently climb. An insignificant pebble came loose as he made to stand at the point above the animal. It made a single lonely tap before it ceased moving. He did not hesitate as he jumped from far above, swinging Mugen down to meet the thing below him.

 

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"Alright then, Bri-MMPH!!!" Deadpool was cut off by a girl kicking him in the face. "Owch! The hell, man! Can't even get a word in without gettin' kicked in the face. Y'know what? Screw it! You won! I'm out!" He complained, flipping the group off on his way out. "Butler dude, you handle them. Fallin' out a window was one thing, but cutting off my pre-battle quote? That's just a dick move!" He whined as he walked off. He obviously hadn't thought about where he was going to go. If he tried to leave he'd just fall.
(OOC: This was not meant to be a rage post in disguise. Deadpool's just not having a good day. :P)

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Sonic laughed at Deadpool tantrum. At least it was one less interference. "Nice one Stern. Something tells me he'll be back, though." The hedgehog said, keeping an eye out for Deadpool's imminent return.

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Johnny stopped his bike while still underneath the city. He could sense a huge amount of darkness emanating from the city above him. "Looks like your soul will have to wait, Light." He echoed before gaining intense speed. He was eventually reaching a speed with which he could fly. He rode all the way up to the City's entrance. The smell of darkness was intense, it had to be here. He rode through the city in search of the army. He finally came to the source of the smell, an army of black creatures along with Hyenas. "Putrid filth. It's time to burn." He said as he drove right into the army. He burnt everything he touched to a crisp, leaving them blackened on the ground. He exited the army and drove up a building to get a better view of the city. Leading the group was a man who gave off an extreme demonic essence. "Sebastian Michaelis. So you are real."
He noticed that Sebastian was in a fight with a pink haired man wielding a scythe. "That scythe...It wreaks of death." He said. He thought he would wait on top of the building to see how things played out. Both of those involved in the fight were guilty, he just wanted the job to be easy.

 

Stitch then started wondering something, before asking, "What with bad guys showing up?" He looked around, alert, as if there were more.

 

"Mokaa-Saaaaaan!" Kokoa screamed. She was looking for her older half-sister, Moka. Frantically, Kokoa started to run and leap every obstacle in her way, just to find her sister. Why she was looking for he sister? It was for another attempt for Kokoa, to bring out her true beloved sister, which was also know as "Inner" Moka. Still dashing at full speed, Kokoa jumped scaled a fence, but to her dismay, she landed on someone. It was someone who had grey hair. "Hey! Watch it! Don't you know who I am?" ,she yelled. ​

 

"Pleasure to meet you, miss. I'm Lyle Dylandy, Neil's younger twin brother." Lyle said, taking Vanille's hand and kissing it in a gentleman manner, Vanille looked at him in suprised, "Twin brother?" Lockon looked away in embarrassment, Vanille looked at him then looked away, blushing and wondering how he would react if he learned that she was a older than she looked. Wrapping her arm around Haro, Vanille sighed and smiled, "Nice to meet you. I'm Vanille."

 

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Somebody struck the Material as she flew through the night sky, both of them tumbling to the ground. The other ranted instantly about knowing who she was. How arrogant.
"Know who you are?! You concieted fool, don't you know who I am?!" she screeched the second she was done.
She regained compose, placing a hand on her chest and raising herself to her full stature, which was still patheticly short compared to most.
"We are 'Load' Dearche, the absolute Lord of Darkness! Kneel and beg for forgiveness from your King, lowly peon!" she commanded, looking down on the other. Which was impressive, for one so short.

 

Scar was a bit shocked that she wanted to help him, "Lawd I'm a bad kitty..Yes indeed you can help me, if you could scratch my ear you'd have all of my gratitude. Then of course helping me in world conquest."

"You don't seem like a regular Grim Reapers, whatever do you hope to accomplish by gathering hearts?" Sebastian was still a bit confused, but could tell his questions didn't appear to be getting answered right now. "Fine Reaper, if it's a fight you want then what kind of butler would I be if I didn't give you one?" He readied his cutlery and charged at the Reaper.

Unbenounced to Scar they were being watched, he quickly noticed the man jumping at him from an obligatory ledge. "On second thought blocking that man from decapitating me would be most appreciated, Fang."

 

Startled from the sudden burst of anger, Kokoa lost her composure. But quickly regained it back. Looking up at the girl, Kokoa laughed as she stood up. "Bowing? The only one to do any bowing will be you!!" After saying that, Kokoa summoned Nazo (her pet bat) to form into a large mallet. "I am a proud vampire...no one will defeat me!" Kokoa then quickly got into her battle stance and showed a quick flash of her teeth. ​

 

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A shrill laughter filled the air; Dearche had thrown her head back at the suggestion of her bowing.
"As though any would give reason for 'Load' Dearche to bow! You're too funny!" she declared, before roaring with laughter once again.
"You!" she stated suddenly, stopping laughing, "I like you! I think I'll adopt you as my latest retainer! What is your name, vampire?"
She seemed genuine about this.

 

"It's Kokoa...Kokoa Shuzen..." She started to calm down, but still didn't let down her guard. ​

 

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"Well then, Kokua Shuzen! We hereby pronounce you as retainer to the Lord of Darkness!" she declared loudly, grinning wildly.
"I bestow upon you the title 'Smasher of Blood'!"
She raised her purple staff, the non-intelligent Yersinia Kreuz, into the air, pointing it in the direction she was headed.
"We are headed in the direction of a Yagami household. I intend to ask the occupants of my original, and have them find my other two retainers for me. What is your purpose here, Smasher of Blood?"

 

"I am looking for a girl with pink hair, my imitation sister. Kokoa then pulled out the whip. "This is a magic-canceling whip. You see, if I get the fake Moka-San to hold it, it cancels out the Rosario's effects and my onneesama is awakened. She is a S-Class monster." She stated proudly. ​

 

Silverware? That was his weapon? Marluxia thought this rather strange and yet at the same time, extremely appropriate, what with him being a butler and all. He swung his massive scythe diagonally in front of him, sending a raging blast of pink floweriness. Which doesn't sound dangerous except the floweriness will kill you if it hits you.

 

"Damned Akuma," Carrie Walker mumbled as she turned to face the Akuma. Slowly she undid the chain of her necklace and let it fall to the ground. "Hikairi," She said softly. Just then a sword changed like a Katana appeared in her hand. The hilt matched her hair-it was red while the blade itself was sliver and sharp. There where about four level one Akuma surrounding her-easy as hell. With unbelievable speed Carrie slashed right threw them. As the souls were about to be freed a bright light surrounded her and Timcampy who was at her side-flying around. The light was so bright that Carrie had to shield her eyes from the light. When she opened her eyes, Hikairi was around her neck while Timcampy was at her side. When she looked up she saw a white haried boy and next to him was-another Timcampy?!?

 

Sebastian dodged the slash of flower power fairly easily and slung a knife in the man's direction.
"Quite the weapon you have there, I figured regular scythes had become old fashioned with your kind. Much better than dealing with a chainsaw."

 

"Indeed" Marluxia said as the Reaper nobody drove it's scythe downward with extreme accuracy, splitting the knife in two. Marluxia decided he would bring out his trump card on the capable butler. He wouldn't be able to land hits as fast if his assumptions about his fighting style were correct. He extended his hand and above Sebastian's head appeared a translucent number "50" Marluxia smiled grimly at the appearance of the number. Oh how he wished someone were here to play lord of the castle. "Your heart is now in shackles. In order to break the curse, you must prove your strength." He told him In a very lord-like and epic voice. He then ran at him with full speed and slashed three consecutive times within a single second at the butler before stopping to flourish his weapon.

 

Twitching his head Sora noticed the butler and the Organization member go at it. Having reverted out of Anti-Form Sora took up his keyblade. He spoke to the member. "Looks like we share a common enemy. Mind some help?"

 

Marluxia looked over at the youthful weiler of the keyblade. How could he offer him help? the image of the hatred for him burning in Sora's eyes for attempting to harm Namine was still vivid in his mind. unless...Namine made him as he was before entering the castle. Of course. Which means he had no memory of him. This was a second opportunity to turn him to his side. If Marluxia could just get him to trust him enough, he may be able to sate his lust for power by making the keyblade's power his own. And that was an opportunity he would NOT pass up. "By all means"