Feldar's quarrel

(Open to any and everyone, btw..The first part is just the kinda basic history, but we can make one -awesome- rp if enough people join. ^-^)

As if having the 'Nobodies' under their thumb wasn't enough, the shadowlings...Heartless played servant to the organisation as well. The heroes- or so the legends said- were most swiftly cast aside by...Well, by the thirteen of them..Sired from death once more, Kingdom Hearts was lost to the evil that overwhelmed them. Sora..Or was it Roxas...He was never -meant- to wield such power, nor to bear the world on his young shoulders. Although...Could the worlds really be saved by Riku, if he was so willingly lead into the darkness by the wtch?

The cryptic legend had been spewed fourth by some of the more..Charismatic Nobodies quite a few times, withering away any dire hope this city had of being free. The people's hearts had grown weak, the blood-line of skilled key-bladers becoming shallow. "..Sora...Riku...Kairi..." Whispered many in prayer for their beloved deitys, once mighty and swift, to come back and free them from the organisation. How-ever, how could 'Gods' be brought back from the other world if there wasn't a current God to cast his or her aid? The organisation would have them believe that -they- were the Gods of light and shadow...And sadly, some believed,

some were naively thrown into the state of mind that they were dealing with immortal souls. As if...Their once-grand city had grown corrupt, the Nobodies and shadow-servants causing the city to succumb to pityful ruins. How-ever, the strong and lucky survived...Ash Sparrow being the latter.

5'0" Sparrow's parents and disturbed brother had been..Converted to the Nobodies, as an alarming number of people had found ways of dealing with them; segments of key-blades had been formed together into weapons, even some into the desired 'Gun-blades', and so their numbers decreased rapidly. Until pyro Axel was sent to the home of the inventors of such things....Jacob and Aleesha Sparrow- even their son- fought determindly to defend their youngest from the Organisation member, although all of them perished in flames...Well, albeit Ash. Axel had been known for being a...Kinder Nobody, and so the thought of this two-year-old's blood spillt on his behalf..It wouldn't be allowed. The fifteen year old sadly all too much of her family's death; something that mentally scarred her to this very day...Which, in turn, caused an extreme fear of fire.

But still, the writer of this rambles; our tale begins here.

The unattractively scrawny lass sprinted through the rubble, bare-feet clashing irritabley against the hard ground. "Crap, crap, crap..." The almost comical voice's accent was..Odd, to say the least; something that sounded very akin to a New Jersey accent. Now, a good four or five segments of -a- key-blade, she couldn't quite tell which, had (apparently) been found by some cluelessly meandering Heartless...If she could get her hands on them, Sparrow could use her father's blue-prints to make her own key-blade! Something she'd..Badly need if she wanted to survive. The girl's goggles, resting upon her forehead, glinted the firey reflection of the above sun, the young woman wearing a black, sleeveless shirt with baggy trousers...Right,

If any other volunteers came her way, looking for the segments...She had seen -nothing-! But..Perhaps it'd be usefull to have a few helping hands in this search..The restoration commitee were always getting in her way, taking segments off her for a 'better cause'...But not today! Ash could feel it in her weak bone that this would go -smoothly-. Unique, large eyes of mischievous aquatic furiously scanned the path way she was legging it along, suspicious incase any of the shadowlings came by...Then that'd mean the nobodies were lingering, and she'd have to go to yet -another- segment of the ruined city to find these damnable segments. Dark-brown, shoulder-length hair was casually flickered away from a heart-shaped, childish face as she ran, determined and yet...Oh so frightened...

 

((Awesomely wrote. :D Jeez, gonna have to get the creativity going if I wanna match you. >-< But again, thanks loads for joining and the restoration commitee are all yours to develope. ^-^

Note to others: Characters can be taken from the game, i.e) Organisation characters, even some nobodies if you want. ^-^ Or..You can just create your own character and shove 'em into the organisation or what-ever. :p S'all good.))

Now, the coy complaint's of wage..Or the lack of wage..Didn't catch her attention. The furious pounding of feet upon the ground merely caused an eyebrow to arch. Although she didn't think for a -second- that some tallish, Raven-haired lad would be here- trying to collect her precious segments! And from the Restoration Commitee, no less...A hired goon! She'd have to be utterly deaf or worryingly absent-minded to not notice a building collapsing..Though it did happen. Either a large quantity of the Nobodies, or even just an overly large Heartless would clumsily pioneer through out the top of the unattended buildings, then BOOM! They're squished due to their own stupidity. "The hell..." She surreptitously mumbled, head apprehensively tilted to the side as she bravely (or idiotically, take your pick) approached the building.

A few blinks of confusion at the male- along with a long, awkward pause of thought. "...Well, well, well! Ain't you the biggest Nobody I've ever seen!? Not a heartless I-...I get it!" She squeaked determindly, petitely clenched fist slamming against her palm with a sudden thought. "...You're one of -them-! The organisation! Well, boyo! I'll give you a five minute head-start...Cause I know you're gonna try'n skedaddle."

 

Sparrow's heart simply sank. Even -worse-! The boy was...One of the restoration commitee. Large eyes stared thouhtfully towards him, raising her free hand to cup her chin gently in a considering manner. "...Oh, God, you're one of the Restoration Commitee, right...? Oi vay.." Her palm slapped disappointedly against her forehead, a shuddering moan of severe irritation following. Right..Surely he was a reasonable man? Someone who could understand the importance of this mission...?...Probably not, but it was worth-while trying to persuade him anyhows. Or just plainly lie to him. "...Listen, buddy, pal, friend of mine..Comrade." She continued chirping, a sweet smile spreading pleasantly on her childish features. "...I...I'm kinda lookin' for those...Segments, myself. Although...Only trouble is the damn Nobodies got to them before me."...Ah. Persuasion mixed with blatant lying. Genius.

"...Sooo, maybe you should...Move on, mm? I won't tell the Restoration Commitee if you won't.." A cheerful wink as her slender arms crossed, cheerfull only because of the possibility that she could possibly decrease their chance of succession...

 

"Sure fooled me.." A spitefull mummer as her lies were basically torn apart...Gah! Another thing about the damnable restoration Commitee members was their eery ability to weed out her lies from the truth. Ah, well..Perhaps they weren't -that- bad. Just trying to do the right thing; sadly, innocents always seemed to got in the way and were dealt with swiftly. Her head bowed shamefacedly, brow furrowing in thought. What if he took the segments all for himself, and left her with naught but an exhausted mind? A hellfire glare as she stared at him, fists simply curling with controlled rage. How -dare- he...Then again, he obviously was meaning for business and not kidding around.

The sweet smile forcing its way back, Sparrow's head bobbed from side to side in thought...When a sudden hissy-fit of the century was taken, one foot stamping wildly on the ground as she spoke. Or more yelled, to be precise. "Ooooo! That's not -fair-! I don't even need your help, and you'll just leave me in the dust anyhows when ya get the segments! You, sir, are a shmuck if there ever was one!"

 

((Pfft...Go with the flow, hun. xD S'all good))

..."Y'mean it..?" The girl sheepishly questioned, slender fingers prodding nervously together. These shards were difficult things to find..And even if he -did- attempt to steal them back, what would happen if the lad failed? Well, she'd be severly irritated then...And hunting down the organisation would be -sooo- much more harder with-out a gunblade..Or even key-blade, for that matter. Ash almost blankly stared at him, rigid and silent for a few moments. She didn't know him- he could have been under their thumb..Then again, he said he needed money and they weren't supplying him with the right amount. Well, if -she- had money she could twist him away from the horrible Comitee, perhaps even gain an..Aquaintance in this fight. As doing it herself seemed..Well, impossible.

"...Fine. Although if I see the wrong spark in ya eye, ya fingers twitch...You're a dead man, y'hear me?"

 

"I'm gonna take down the organisation! That's what this city needs, it doesn't need a lotta idiots makin' donations and sendin' out useless lil' errand boys..It needs heroes like me to go'n...Well...Get rid of 'em...Although I have to say- I'm really lookin' for one member..Umm...Red hair..green eyes..Revenge, I guess.." She went mournfully quiet for once, extremely up-set by the memory of what she would hopefully find out to be Axel. Ash's fists slowly, reluctantly uncurled, the girl taking a deep sigh..More to relax than to display irritation at such a thing. "Although everybody laughs at me when I say that..Dunno why, it's possible! Right..As long as ya believe...But anyhow,

What's your dealio?"

 

Her eyebrow twitched. Madly. This being the first sign that yet another tauntrom would be thrown at him. Sub-consciously pouting, her scrawy arms intertwined together against her chest, eyes squinting ever so slightly towards him. "Age don't matter! I'm wise enough, strong enough, tough enough...Infact, I'm just the right person to do this j-Axel? That's his name..?...Good, I know what to put on his grave." An overly egotistical chuckle as she wolfishly grinned at him, something that spread sadistically from ear to ear. So he had been usefull after all...Axel. Should be easy to remember.

"D'aw, really..? That's horrible..And they're too selfish to give ya money...Jeez, all they do is get in the way, don't they..."

 

Yes, young Sparrow had a..Amazing talent for infuriating people with-out actually guessing it. A lack of manners also contributed to such a thing...Then again, Sparrow's social developement had been stunted some-what; the young woman treating everybody with paranoid suspicion. Well, it seemed to get her along so far...Ash blinked some-what towards him, eyebrow slightly raised at the twitching of his hand which made her flinch, a sudden expression of fear comanding her features..If only momentarily. "Ash Sparrow...Well, Alaric..I ain't good with dealin' with the Comitee chumps, so..I'd be lyin' if I said it was nice to meetcha."

 

Eh, well..She hadn't been slapped, punched, kicked or beaten as of yet..So that was a very good sign. Even if any sudden movements of his hands would make her flinch- she still became...Some-what relaxed. Albeit, not the perfect comrade she had in mind..He was tall, and seemed to know a thing or two about the world about him. Sparrow blinked somewhat towards him, shoulders slouched as her paranoid gaze flickered towards his feet..Her own being bare. Hell, shoes were difficult things to find for cheap...Her back straightened, the lazily down shoulders went up ever so slightly, and the young woman gave a determined nod.

It would be quite a while of travelling, of her taking sharp rights and left, and giving him suspicious glances over her shoulder before they remained at the square of where the segments were. Sparrow halted in her tracks, seeing the delightful ruins of yet another chunk of the city. To think that this was once so...Populated made her chuckle quietly, regretfully. "...Right, I'm pretty -damn- sure it'll be beneath the rubble of...The building to our left. Guess we'd better get to work..."

 

...He...Wasn't armed? Those deluded idiots didn't even -equip- their lads before sending them out to the field? Ash's jaw almost dropped to the ground, eyebrow twitching..."Don't worry, I'll protect you.." The girl mockingly cooed, a sudden change of expression...Although there was still that small tinge of infuriation upon her features, Sparrow managed a jestfull smile. Mainly in amusement to what his reaction would be.."..After all, first road to becomin' a hero'll be to protect the helpless, I guess..." Ash's head tilted up suddenly in pride, the girl's chesire-cat grin soon falling as the two would get to the..Well, nitty-gritty of finding this damnable thing. Although they would find it, she could feel it in her bones that her ticket to becoming a famous hero would be right here...Of course, she had to -work- for it, but it'd be...So worth it...