Organization XIII: Battle Royale

(Yes it is spelled correctly burn it up and I appologize for my absence... you know being superior and all is so much work...Lol, well here comes the update prepare for it to be long, I have a whole day to make up for!!!)

Xemnas made his way through wonderland quite effortlessly. He then opened another door by pulling out a darkness card. The door opened room #787~ castle oblivion corridor. Xemnas walked down it quitely prepared for a battle but nothing happened. Strange... Xemnas quickly made his way to the end of the hall and heading through the door at the other end he fell through falling through the sky landing in a crowded street. room #457~Paris(The Hunch Back of Notre Dame based in old paris) Xemnas got up, people seemed to be preparing for something... prehaps a festival. Noth that he cared much and making his way through the crowd to the cathedral. He opened the heavy doors without trouble. He walked in and was greeted by a priest.

Xemnas didnt say a word but instead headed for the bell tower only to come to a door... He opened it with a card and walking through he steped in cold snow. room #1234~ Christmas Town.

Xemnas blew out all the heartless in christmas town simply with one angry stroke of his lightsabers. This was really starting to bug him and pulling up his hood for warmth he felt a bit better. He looked in the backpack then and finding a sword in it he pulled it out of the bag. It would work well to destroy the heartless and would take much less energy out of him. He then found a door out of christmas town and found himself in a tropical bamboo forest. room #534 The bamboo forest.(Land of Dragons) Xemnas then sliced and diced the few heartless hanging around. He then walked to the door he saw and opening it he found himself in room #786 Land of Dragons-Camp.

It was only then when Xemnas saw the rising sun that he realized he had been fighting all night. He didnt care to fight anymore and seeing the organization members he felt his vision dim. He walked over sword in hand. He dropped it once he got over to the group and before he could even greet them the hooded figure of Xemnas collapsed on the ground.

(all that supposeive effortless swinging got to him... not to mention he forgot to eat...)

 

Axel looked at Zexion then Xemnas and said, "What just happen?"

 

Larxene rolled her shoulders in an attempt to loosen stiff muscles. "Oh look," she announced in a bored tone, crouching down and roughly yanking back the collapsed man's hood. "Superior's finally decided to join us." From that position, all it would have taken was one effortless swipe of a kunai and the leader of Organization XIII would be no more. She paused, knowing that this one murder could be the catalyst to catapult both herself and Marluxia to the lead. As she looked back at the others, Larxene frowned and stepped back.

I don't even know if Marluxia's alive, she thought. No need to risk myself on his account. Larxene looked at Xigbar and Axel, knowing that neither of them would be, forgive the pun, broken-hearted at the Superior's demise, but Zexion... Zexion would never let her live if she were to fracture the Organization as she had planned. And in Castle Oblivion, as much as she didn't want to admit it, the Cloaked Schemer's powers terrified her.

"What do we do now?"

 

Axel stared at Larxene they at Xigbar then said in a non caring way, "The multiplying villainies of nature do swarm upon him." Axel then walked back to the log. Axel sat on the log with a blank look and said, "Disdaining fortune, with his brandished steel which smoked with bloody execution." then looked away.

 

Larxene blinked in surprise. "Axel recites Shakespeare, now? Isn't that from... Macbeth?" She shook her head, murmuring, "what a strange person."

 

Axel stared at Larxene and started to laugh Axel smiled at her and said, "Your powers of observation continue to serve you well." then Axel got up from his seat and walked towards Larxene and said, "But on this most auspicious of days permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. Voila! In view, a humble vaudvillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing te violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengence, a vendetta held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shal one day vindicate the vigiland and the virtuous. Hahaha, verilly, this vichyssose of verbiage veers most verbose."

 

Larxene blinked again and stepped back. "Are you feeling alright, Number Eight?" she questioned, giving ground with every step Axel took toward her. Her eyes narrowed warily, and she surreptitiously summoned a kunai, keeping it hidden in her sleeve. "You're acting... odder than normal."

 

Axel stared at her and said, "I can assure you I mean you no harm." Axel then looked around and said, "A more perfect stage could not be asked for."Axel then closed his eyes and smiled.

 

Larxene raised a slim blonde eyebrow. "Whatever you say, Eight." She turned away and knelt next to the Superior. "We'll need to strike against DiZ soon," she stated. "Twelve days remain, yet we only have half our number gathered here."

 

Axel's eyes open again and he said, "I've witnessed firsthand the power of ideas. I've seen people kill in the name of them and die defending them. But cannot touch it or hold it. Ideas do not bleed. They do not feel pain. They do not love." Axel looked at every one and said, "We are told to remember the idea, not the man. Because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten. But 400 years later an idea can still change the world." Axel walked past Larxene and said again, "We are oft to blame in this-- 'Tis too much proved --that with devotion's visage and pious action we do sugar o'er the devil himself."

 

(were those last two quotes from V for Vandetta?I love that movie!)

Xemnas grouned, he rolled over onto his side then and curling up went back to sleep. He was exausted and didnt even care that he was lying on the ground covered in dirt and probablly had a spider crawling on him knowing his luck.(There is indeed a spider crawling on him) He tried to wake up and opening his bright orange eyes for a moment he looked around seeing who was there but with that done he pulled his hood back on and rolled onto his stomech back asleep and now using a rock for a pillow.

 

OOC: You are correct I think Axel seems cooler if he said that.

Axel looks at Xemnas and just stares at him Axel then said, "The gunpowder treason and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot." Axel walk away from the group and said, "There are, of course, those who do not want us to speak. While the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is there is something terribly wrong with this world, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well, certainly there are those who are more responsible than others. And they will be held accountable. But again, truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it? I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you. And in your panic, you turned to the now High VI Zexion. He promised you order, he promised you peace. And all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent."

 

"You've become very eloquent, Axel," Larxene noted with a frown. Indeed, after being hit on the head by that iPod, the flame-loving Nobody had been spouting inspiring speech after inspiring speech. "Anyway, we need to get a move on and find the other members." She took the radar and looked down at it, attempting to interpret the various dashes and lines.

There was silence throughout the camp, and Larxene finally glared up at the others. "Okay, who knows how it works?" she demanded.

 

Axel stared at her and said, "I don't know but even if we got all members the results will be the same." he then looked at every one and said, "It will be 9/11 times 2,356."

 

Larxene frowned and pulled the cell phone out of her pocket, inputing the numbers out of sheer curiosity. "1927.63 repeating," she announced, closing the cell phone and shoving it back into her pocket. "That was a waste of time." She slapped the radar impatiently against her palm. "Who-knows-how-to-use-the-bloody-radar?" Larxene bit out, accompanying each word with a harsh smack against her palm.

 

Axel smiled evily at Larxene and started laughing then he said, "When stuff goes down, we keep our cool." Axel stoped laughing turn around quickly and moved his head left and right and said, "I'm fairly alarmed here..."

Axel turned around slowly and walked to the iPod that hit his head he picked it up and put it in his backpack. "I remember how the meaning of words began to change. How unfamiliar words like 'collateral' and 'rendition' became frightening while things like 'Norsefire' and the 'Articles of Allegiance' became powerful. I remember how 'different' became dangerous. I still don't understand it... why they hate us so much. I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch... but one. An inch. It is small, and it is fragile and it is the only thing worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must never let them take it from us."

 

Zexion sighs deeply and summons his book. "Those words are from that old classic V for Vendetta, I found the DVD and showed it on movie night. Only Axel, Roxas, and I showed up. The rest of you thought strip poker would've been fun." He rolls his eyes in unamusement. "Xigbar lost the game, you all stopped there."

 

Larxene crossed her arms over her chest defensively. "I thought recognizing the Macbeth quote was pretty good," she sniffed. "And you should have come to strip poker, Zexy. It was... fun." She grinned at the memory, then abruptly returned to the task at hand. "So, now what are we doing?" She casually tossed the radar into the air and caught it. "Are we going after the others?"

 

Axel walked over to Zexion and said, "What are you saying Zexion that i'm distrustful and its always the distrustful ones you can trust because you know there going to something distrustful, and its the trustful ones you otta look out for because you know when there going to do something stupid. And even if the stuff you said was true how come I don't remember it hmmm, savy?"

 

"Of course we're going after the others, we work best together." Zexion flips through his book, reviewing techniques long unused and forgotten. "I see, tieing Xigbar's hands and feet together and stuffing him in my locker was OH SO MUCH fun." He claps and his gloves glow with blue light, then fading away to reveal circles on his gloves. "Now I have a new weapon."