Far-Off Touch

"Who am i? The name's Xikru. What am i doing here....Well, Let's just say i know who you are and i need your help. He told her, trying to sound as non-hostile as possible.

 

Brady walked outside to speak with him. "Oh goody, another Organization member. 3 in a day, what a treat! Now, why don't you tell me what you're here for? And help? You're in the Organization. Go tell them. Not our problem."

 

"Ah recon, my favorite activity." Silver then shivered. "Ugh, someone thinking of me somewhere... Oh look someones on there way~" There stood a blue dressed, fairly tanned, black haired, red lipstick wearing princess. "There she is, as as I suspected. The heartless are greater in number, but are all of the PureBlood breed, and weak at that. Nothing unusual to report." Silver walked down from the dune he was standing on and walked to the ruins. "I should be safe to leave here. Too bad, this place would be nice to explore and do recon in because of all the arches and stuff, but its way small." He threw his keyblades, and hoped on his glider. "Well, good bye for now, Agraba... Next time, I will bring everyone with me!" He flew off back to Port Royal. "The port always looks so dismal... Why is there no sun here anyway?" He pondered and questioned until he made it back. "I'm back. As I said, not too long. It's a relatively small world anyway. Wait-" He sniffed the air. "Ugh, did someone let a Heartless in or something? It smells like darkness is near by,"

 

"To take down the organization. I'm with them but I'm not exactly loyal" He said convincingly. "As to how i know who you are, keyblades are drawn to one another." He said, summoning his own keyblade. It looked old. It was like a prison key, dark and long, with not teeth, but a single twisted square as it's tooth. chains adorned and hung from the handle. From it's shackle-like key chain hung the charm of an iron ball as the charm. "I'm one of you."

 

"Thank you Lord Xamsdek" Xelyk bowed and opened a corridor of darkness. He stepped through it and found himself in Wonderland. It was quite an eyesore doors the size of a mouse and he was sure he heard a door snoring. He saw the potion on the table picked it up and after looking at it took a drink of it. Suddenly he found himself shrinking to the size of a toy. "This is a little disturbing." He heard someone running towards him and hid behind one of the table legs. He saw a white rabbit running past him saying something about being late. Xelyk decided to follow him.

 

Xikru thought quickly. He was sure he could take her in a fight, but it would exactly help to gain their trust. He 'really' didn't like doing this, but he could think of no other alternative. "Alright. You want proof? It's no secret that nobodies take after their originals. Do you know how nobodies get their names?" He questioned. Then proceeded talking shortly after "An X is added to the name of the original and the letters are rearranged. If you take my name, subtract the X, and rearrange the letters, you get..." He paused. Letting her figure it out.

 

"Riku." I would guess at least." Silver leaning ageist the wall, arms folded.

 

Xikru wasn't surprised she didn't trust him. But he'd earn their trust over time. "Alright, that's fair enough. Looks like we're a team for now." he said, acting like he was genuinely happy they'd let him join them. "So, as i understand, you're in a lack of training. Could barely fend off Lucrix. Tell me, what's the most any of you have ever fought?" He asked. Lucrix had told him to train them. And that was what he intended to do.

 

"'scuse me, but that sound's like our personal business, and we don't give that to Organization members, traitor or otherwise. How are we supposed to know?" Brady questioned.

 

Xikru closed his eyes and rubbed his left temple, slightly annoyed at the mistrust. It wasn't so much unexpected as simply inconvenient. "Look, you know as well as i do that you can't handle the organization. If i'm going to help you get to the level at which you can, i kind of need to know where your skills lie." He said to Brady. "Do you know the benefits of having someone who could tell you the organization's powers and fighting style? How to counter it? I intend to help you get to the point where the organization won't be able to handle you. But in order to do that, i need you to trust me for a bit." He then turned to Robyn. "Hmm...A few hundred...Not bad. It's a start at least. based on just that, i'd say you're at about intermediate level. But i won't really know for sure until i see you fight."

 

"Here's just a guess. Lucrix probably sent you to gain our trust and act double agent, didn't he? I've seen his data-encryption skills. He expects you to gain knowledge of our skills then report back to him, and then you'll either A. Betray us and the Organization for your own nefarious purposes, or B. Capture us and bring us to the Organization. Or there's the 10% chance of C, that you are actually betraying the Organization to fight on the side of good. Until we know for sure, we must assume A and/or B." Brady summed up.

 

"The most I've defeated was a bunch of nobodies and a twilight thorn." Zeke said. While he did have a level of distrust he figured that it wouldn't matter if he told him what they defeated. Even if he wasn't true to his word, knowing what they've fought could be a warning of sort.

 

Ouch. Brady thought. That glare was just pure hateful. Well, whatever, More pressing matters to attend to. Obviously this girl was in charge, so Brady walked back inside. That would probably piss her off too, for leaving like that. Damn, I'm not the smartest bloke am I?

 

"Alright. I'm not the leader, got it. But just humor me, one sparring match." He said, requesting a mock battle with Robyn. His real intention was to show her how weak she really was. Show her she needed training.