Organization XIII's revenge

Leon looked at Cloud for a second almost intrigued, but also curious on why he would want to know more about their enemy. He knew that Cloud had some form of darkness in him and he wouldn't be surprised if his friend had a different reason to what to know besides to know their enemy. "Um, sure, but my lap top's battery doesn't last long without a power source. Let's head back to the head quarters." He lead the way and pushed the door open and sat down in an office chair and booted up the system. Once he was logged in he searched his data base for the organization, but found out that the information was hard to recieve since Ansem had some kind of special locked code in it. Luckily Leon himself was a hacker and was able to access what he needed. "Okay Cloud, here you go. Remember though Sora knows more about them than we do."




Axel nodded respectfully as he took it that the last bit of conversation from Xenmas was his que to leave. "You will not be disappointed." He bowed out of his chair eager to set out and find the elusive female member. He took his left hand and summoned a dark corridor his instincts telling him that Larxene was in some kind rural area. He concentrated on her aura with his mind and he was surprised that it was in a place he had never visited before.

"Okay...how does Zexion do this? Oh that's right he locates them by their scent. That is his special talent and he is the best at it. Well I am not going to go waste my time in other worlds since that could take a long time. I'll send my assassins and dusks to check all the worlds where there is a nobodies presence."
Now in the betwix world he summoned forth his assassins and gave him the orders, but to lie low and not be seen if they had come across her.

"Now which world would she be interested in going to? I have to think like her, but I do know she would not be in the common world's such as Twilight Town, and Hallow Bastion. No, she would go towards somewhere that is different and far away from the organization as possible. Hmm lets see." He crossed his arms and closed his eyes thinking before summoning forth a portal.

 

We'll see..., Xemnas speculated as he watched the redhead disappear, wondering just how far he'll go. He could at least have asked him where Larxene was, however, because then he would have to search.

He sighed.

"Room for one," Larxene sniped, her face tight and irritated as she finally found a hotel that appeared okay to stay in. She stared at the man looking over the keys to a free room behind him at her demand, thinking that this really was a different time if they were doing things old school. Due to the overall world, she could guess this was somewhere in the mid or late 1800s. Which wasn't very appealing, as she did enjoy modernization. It wasn't like she had a choice in the end, though.

As she leaned in the main desk on the lobby lazily, a slight tinkle of a key being put on the wooden surface made her glance back up at the guy. She did not like him right off when she saw him.

"That would be 80."

She blinked, wondering if the guy was serious. Eighty for this craptastic hotel? You got to be kidding her. Yet, that was the least that bothered her, considering that there was another person before her, and his was 20 coins, so he was obviously trying to jip her. Narrowing her eyes threateningly, as her hand curled into a fist, she growled low, "What?"

"You heard me." A sly smirk crossed his face "80. Unless, of course, I could give it for free if you have another form of payment."

As if making his point, Larxene could only gape in shock when he had reached out his hand, and traced her neck with his fingers suggestively and downward. She could only be numb, her brain shut down, not believing this was actually happening, her eyes wide, before she slowly started to snap out of it as it sunk in what he was doing. Immediately, her face turned stony, eyebrows furrowed in complete anger, the air converting into weighted static as she nastily glared at the man before her, something inside bubbling, and spreading through her body like adrenaline. She gritted her teeth hard, both hands in fists now, her limbs shaking from the pent up burning and hotness that was simmering and stinging. That...that repulsive, nauseating, bastard.

She told herself to calm down, she told herself that she had to keep low, she knew she couldn't give herself away. her frustration as well as steam seemed to be vibrating off, as the guy cautiously retreated his hand, and had backed away. Oh, how he was going to regret making that move, belittling her to that of a whore, that she would sleep with him for a sleazy, crappy hotel. Her fingers twitched, something holding her back because this was something she could not do, yet...by damn, it was difficult by this point. She tried a mantra before doing something she might regret, hoping it might work, and prevent her from loosing it completely. 10, 9, 8, calm down, breathe, 7, 6, 5, 4, relax, relax, 3, 2 ,1...

Screw it.

A sickening crack of bone breaking was heard throughout the area as a blow was delivered to that pervert's jaw in less than a second, landing hard enough with strength that he was flown away into the wall, hitting the surface where the room keys laid as they all fell on top of him like rain as blood dripped down his nose. It didn't take long for Larxene to shout to the worlds. "YOU REVOLTING, HORRIBLE, FILTHY, EXCUSE OF A MAN!!!! HOW DARE YOU THINK THAT I WOULD GO TO THAT LOW LEVEL, YOU ASSHOLE!! I SHOULD DAMN WELL KILL YOU FOR TOUCHING ME, PERVERTED LITTLE PRICK! NEVER, EVER, THINK OF DOING THAT AGAIN! YOU HEAR ME?! OR I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN TO RID THE WORLD OF ANOTHER PATHETIC WASTE!"

With that, she snatched her bag full of money roughly off the floor, and stomped off through the wooden, double doors, kicking it open as a loud bang startled the crowd outside as she huffed, walking off. People wisely got out of the way as she moved forward, heading down the street, not caring what they all thought as she kept going in her tiny blonde bundle of rage. She had to admit, hitting him felt amazingly good and therapeutic, and it was enough to slightly make her less tense, and her wrath leisurely dissipate. The more she quickly moved, the more she started to sooth herself, and by the time she made it to a unknown alley away from everyone's eyes again, she was turning back to her normal "levelheaded" persona. She frowned as she trailed her own hand over where that vile thing touched her, wanting to wash it off, yet, this caused her another bigger problem: need to find a hotel once more. She didn't know whether it was the emotional ride she was going through right now after dealing with that man, or if it was just the overall way things were going for her, but she found herself slumping down to the ground as she sat leaning against the wall, and burying her head in her knees as she drew them up, her arms wrapping around them both to cover her. She couldn't deny that she was upset right now, and her eyes burned and blurred. She wanted to slam, hurt, kill, torture, something so badly it wouldn't be recognizable.

 

OoC://From what I just saw Larxene threw a BF. Is it possible I could get a summary? I'm feeling lazy. I'm totally going to Hell for this. xD

 

OOC: Where did you left off?

 

OoC://As soon as Xemnas appeared and Xioimara kind of greeted him disrespectfully

 

OOC: OKay, nothing changing happened. Basically, Xemnas noticed you and took you into account, not knowing they had you here, but didn't do anything to you xD [he just glanced]. Than, he made everyone report to Where Nothing Gathers [the meeting room with high chairs, and new chairs for the new ones, like you, to sit on].

For the rest, you can guess. Larxene, after helping free Marluxia, portalled out of the World That Never Was, because, due to certain reasons, she doesn't want to stay there, or be there, or interact with anyone there. She hates it. And so, she moved in a far away world, which is the Hunchback of Notre Dame, if nobody figured it out xD. You get a lot of inner, emo monologues from her, so I'll just skip that, and say, she wants to have a life there [anything is better than where she came from], and tries to find money to have a lace to sleep at. For that, she performs a act about swallowing her kunai, and using a bit of her abilities, when she sees a stage and people performing tricks on it, and the crowd throwing money.

She meets Clopin two times, one, before she saw the stage, and second, when she got her bag full of money, got off, almost walking away with her winnings, and he confronted her there before she left. He thought her as a gypsy, maybe, and gave her a card with a small map, and that to think of finding him there if she needs it.

Otherwise, she's trying to find a hotel to sleep in all the time, which of course, explains her BF.

Other than that, Xemnas assigns Axel, after thinking it over, and making sure he could do it, to get Larxene back to the castle, which is what's happening now. That's it, without going into detail.

Is better if you read it when you have the time xP.

 

Cloud sat in the chair and leaned his chin against the palm of his hand. "You think I don't know that already? I'm not going to ask," his hand gesture swatted Leon's hand aside as he read the content of the organization itself. "Interesting..., "he used his finger to scroll down. "There is so much information on them as a whole, but I want to know more about them individually," he pulled up their names and began to read about them. He was disappointed for he wasn't seeing what he wanted to discover. Thinking to himself he kept a straight face. "Looks like I have no choice, but to go with my other plan. Wait for one of them to come to me depending on which one," he studied each member's visage storing their elements in his head.

Demyx had become restless after an hour and he tried to remain still in his seat, but that was becoming difficult. What else did Xemnas have to speak of? There must be something he could do in the meantime and that surely was not going to be sitting there aimlessly starring into space like a zombie. He had other intentions in mind. "So... he stretched his arms as if he had woken up from a nap. "If we're done here, I'll be leaving and then you can summon me back and send me if Axel doesn't get her back for I don't see why I should stay if we're just going to sit here," his voice was tired and his gestures proved to be noticeable as he fought back a yawn. "I'm sorry I can't help it. I don't even know what time it is. I didn't get enough sleep, but I'll be fine," he made up an excuse for him yawning.

 

OoC://I'll skim through it on my free time, and if I have the time, I'll read it. I'm still pretty tired from yesterday, but I'll probably get bored and read it. I take it they are still in Where Nothing Gathers, no? Correct me if I'm wrong xD

BiC://

Xioimara looked up at Demyx, she had taken the time she had to simply count to herself. "We could play a game...?" She mentioned quietly, keeping her profile low after the remark she had made to Xemnas, Xioimara didn't really feel like she had the right to speak at all. She looked from Demyx to everyone else. Xioimara didn't quite feel like she exactly belonged with these people. She felt odd now that she was the only one that spoke, Awkward Silence... Xioimara thought and avoided any eye contact, keeping her eyes on the ground below her. The silence seemed to slowly start to increase and become louder around her, Damn'it. I'm starting to get annoyed. Xioimara thought and dared herself to look up but didn't have the courage to dare herself to look at Xemnas, "Who is Larxene, anyway?" Xioimara asked, having a little trouble pronouncing Larxene's name for a moment. She was never the best at pronouncing names or big words, yes, she was a stutterer sometimes but she tried to cover it up.

Xioimara braced herself to be made a moron, possibly, maybe not, but, what else was she going to do if she barely knew anyone in the Organization. Xioimara kept her main focus on the ground as she spoke and afterward too.

Xigbar looked over at Xioimara taking note that she was trying to keep quiet but didn't like the silence in the room, "She is one of the only female members. Every female member we get seems to disappear at some point because she hates us at some point." Xigbar replied, "When you meet her-" Xigbar started to say, "Watch out. She is one with a temper." Xigbar mentioned to Xioimara, he had seen Larxene get pissed off at some point he knew. Not a force he'd reckon to mess with. "Just do your best to stay on her good side when you meet her." Xigbar added.

OoC://Uh, I had a lot more I wanted to add but I forgot xD I was helping take down Christmas decorations and I forgot what I was doing. xP

 

Leon narrowed his eyes slightly and frown at his friend for his rude comment while crossing his hands on the keyboard. "Hey be nice or I am not going to let you see any more information." He warned and pulled up the information on the first six apprentices. "It seems that that these six were one time the apprentices of Ansem, but betrayed him for wanting to expertment with the human heart and knowing its secrets. Sadly they had lost their hearts to darkness and ironically these somebodies had hearts to begin with until they lost them due to insanity. Hopefully all this information is right, and look it has their oringal names. However, the other 6 members Saix, Axel, Demyx, Luxord, Marluxia, and Larxene other names are not listed. It is interesting how there are so many young members brought up into this organization. They must get bossed around by the old farts all the time." He laughed trying to make Cloud smile, who seemed to be lost in his thoughts again.




Axel kept his arms crossed as he waited for some kind of signal and began to walk briskly around the greenishly bluish world which of course had brung up memories since he had sacrificed himself here before. Leveling his head to one side he sighed as he walked deeper in the mist being surrounded by some of the dusks that he had encountered in the area. They were just there as a back up if he needed them for any purpose, but of course he rather not have them intervene. This was his mission and he trusted his assassins more than the other lowly nobodies. These kind were despensible.

"Was it worth it?"


Axel opened his eyes slightly as he thought he heard an echoing through the vortex of the path to the worlds' open portal that breached through the sound waves vibrating through the betwix world. For a solid moment it sounded like an thunderous pissed female voice that he recognized and boy wasn't it really loud which almost threw him off balance. He smirked to himself as he waited a single second to get some notification from his assasin that it was in fact the vile female blonde member he was looking for.

"This cloak protects me from the darkness so I will keep it on just in case I run into anyone. However, once I find Larxene I will then reveal myself.
So, she is in an odd world. That is interesting." He placed his hood over his head to where it was only a black void covering him completely, stepped through the portal to the Topsy Turvy Town.

Of course his assassins were hidden out of view deep in the ground without any detection and dusk were camoflague as inanimate objects so that no one notice them. He witnessed a bunch of wierd, goofy people going out in masks scaring people and seem to awe these people for some kind of amusment. He then saw revealing women dancing like fools and collecting money for their entertainement.

"Huh, now I won't stand out like a sore thumb. Strange humans. Is this what humans do for fun?" He shook his head chuckling a bit as he jumped onto a overhang of a village stand as he over looked the area while ignoring merchants protests.

 

"It seems people are doing what they want already," Xemnas remarked quietly to himself, seeing everyone starting to talk and discuss with themselves without his word. Not that it was negated by him, as he couldn't exactly continue without the few members missing, so they were not in the wrong. Thinking that he was in a more passive atmosphere, he had stated to them not much later, "Very well. You are allowed to do what you must until the rest come back. Talk, take a break. Just be sure that you'll be coming back once I inform you."




Larxene kept her head down for the longest after her recent rampage of doom, to a pervert, no less, as she thought over and just tried to relax herself of all the things that were being piled. It was getting to be a pain searching for a good hotel, that was not dirty or crappy, and yes, that did not have preying men looking for a good lay. How she detested having her personal space invaded to that degree. She was already in annoyed mood by the time she arrived at the building, so one would think that they were wise enough not to pull something on a very high strung female. Truthfully, she should have gone over the counter, and aimed a good kick downwards with her high heeled boot. Maybe stop him from ever thinking about "getting some" ever again, and stop his genes from infiltrating future children. She exhaled a deep breath as she ranted in her mind, feeling much more better, and much more elated, and she lifted her face from her knees, knowing she had to keep going before it got dark. It was already heading to evening, as the sunset was slowly getting darker, and more of a blue and purple, with weak streaks of orange and yellow light striking the clouds, and shining.

She didn't feel like getting up, however. By this point, she just wanted to sleep. Yet, she couldn't do that unless she found a proper hotel. Groaning in protest, she forced herself to stand up, almost tripping slightly, and dizzily moving, but she got a hold of herself. Stretching, loosening her limbs, she picked up her bag of winnings once more, sliding it into her shoulder. Dusting off the old, brown rag that was a cloak that was on top of her hidden Organization uniform, the ends more longer so that it trailed the floor, which was perfect, she made her way to get out, only stopping when she sensed presences. Her eyes darted in alert at the streets before her, looking around, but there was no mistake. These people didn't know the differences, but she could. They surely didn't take long to get someone for her. She stepped backwards again, her brain wiring on thinking of what to do now that someone was sent. She was surprised they even noticed she was gone. Why would they need her, anyway?

Point was, she couldn't really stay in the alley, or else she'll be cornered, and it was better to be in open space with people. With that, though, she'll be revealed. And she couldn't portal either; they'll be able to be aware of it, and mark her down. Damn. Her options were limited, and she had to come to a decision where she would face whoever member had the job of bringing her back. She knew she would be caught no matter what she did. But as she promised herself, she would die and fight before she ever got sent back there. Her life didn't matter, she didn't have anyone to live for, something she had told herself constantly, so her future...there was no point to her existence, really. Maybe she was attempting to convince herself with her uncertainty, but she really had no place. In the end, she had to come to a decision.

She was thinking of pulling that brown hood over her, but then that would be too suspicious. There was no one in the Organization, whether it be Vexen, Xigbar, Lexeaus, Zexion, Xaldin, Saïx, Axel, Luxord, that weren't sharp enough to fall for anything. She was hoping for it to be Marluxia, but then, Xemnas knew well what they had, so he was the most crossed out, unfortunately.

Well. She really was trapped.

Screw it. Again.

Composing herself, she gazed at the road, seeing the people walk past, back and forth, before she just walked toward them, and fully made her way into the throng of the crowd, heading to no particular destination, but her eyes were open for anything. She was going to have to deal with this sooner or later.

Might as well be sooner.

 

Xioimara glanced at Xemnas seeing him talk to himself quietly. She couldn't hear what he said and could barely read his lips. She didn't catch any of it. Xioimara listened to Xemnas as he spoke and nodded once he was done speaking. He didn't seem to know her very well, the way he had looked at her when he had first come. Maybe it was just because the way she had accidentally greeted him. Xioimara had her doubts that she would stay polite in front of Xemnas. She was herself around everyone and well, in the truth, she was pretty immature for her age, still a kid. The only thing that she took seriously was her alchemy. The one thing that she basically lived for. She tried her best to limit her alchemy around crowds and people though, they didn't much approve of it.

Whatever it was, Xioimara was sure she wanted to get out of Where Nothing Meets as fast as possible but made sure she wasn't going to be the first one to leave, trying to keep her cool. She was always like that around high authority, Xioimara wasn't sure why but it just was.

Xigbar looked at Xemnas and also nodded once he was done, he then looked at Xioimara remembering the little incident from earlier when she was just following, as she had remarked, and gave the I'm-watching-you sign, not meaning it but he wanted to stay on good terms with her.

Xioimara simply looked at Xigbar as he gave her the watch it sign and made an X over where her heart would have been. She was well aware that he hadn't meant to hurt her and didn't much care. She was big with the sarcasm and knew when someone was serious and when they weren't. "Hurt me again and I'll make sure you never have kids..." Xioimara noted to Xigbar in a low tone with a hint of sarcasm but had on a serious expression.

"Jeez, no need to get all defensive." Xigbar said back and disappeared into the darkness no less than a second later.
Xioimara was ready to leave but her mind held her back. She didn't want to be the last to leave but knew better than to be a coward and made up her mind to stay until everyone left to apologize to Xemnas for her rude remark. She felt bad easily about things, mostly because she was afraid it would get back at her in the future and affect her alchemy. She didn't have the greatest alchemy when she was guilty for something.

 

Demyx was pleased that Xemnas was letting him go and now the nocturne was free to do what he pleased. He could be away from his so called family for awhile and not have to worry about anything that is until he was summoned back, but he highly doubted that since Axel could handle matters on his own and if he showed up, it would make Axel look bad and perhaps start a fight and that was the last thing Demyx wanted. Thinking of what to do, he placed his right finger to his chin until he remembered what he want to seen. "See ya." Taking one glance at the others, he smiled at Xiomara and vanished into the darkness of his void, portaling to another world.

Emerging from the ambyss as it slowly disappeared into the air, he took a stroll and causally walked along the world he was last defeated in recalling his defeat by the keyblade wielder Sora. There was no activity in the vast valley so his next destination was the town of Hollow Bastion where people were interacting in business like fashion. Not caring if anyone saw his identity, he wondered if people would run for the hills in risk of their hearts being taken? He thought of taking the hearts, but he wasn't in the mood so he acted as if he belonged to the town even though he was dressed in the organization attire. "I wonder how much this place has changed ever since I've been gone? I should get some food before I starve," his boots gracefully tapped on the cobblestones while his eyes searched for any shops for refreshments and a meal he would be interested in getting. Walking into a shop he cut his way in line that scarred people out of the shop and helped himself to fried shrimp, fried fish, french fries, ketchup, tartar sauce and a soda. "Look at them run," he laughed. "Axel would be pleased," he sat down on the edge of the water fountain and began consuming his greasy meal licking his fingers between bites.


"Kind of like you and I with Cid? I know the feeling of being bossed around by someone who is much older. What I find interesting is that the organization came back after Sora told us that they were defeated? By the looks of things, it seems to me that there is a purpose for thier return and who knows what that is?" Cloud placed his finger on the keyboard hitting the down arrow to have the page scroll down. As he scanned the information, the more intrigued he became and thought of his own dilema with many doubts. "All they wanted was to exist and be like anyone else and they are judged for their acts. I had to do the unthinkable to save lives and the townspeople treat me like a recluse and avoid me like the plague or they treat me with disrespect, even though it's not my fault. In a way I can relate to how they perceive the world and I'm sure not all the members are not that bad, but misunderstood like I am. I need to talk to one of them somehow. His thoughts got interruped when he heard a ruckus coming from outside from people screaming that they saw a member of Organization XIII. "Perfect." Cloud lept out of his seat knocking Leon on his butt as the door swung open and he took to the streets of the town. "Now is my chance."

 

"Cloud, get your butt back here. Don't make me come after you!" He yelled, but realized he was to late as Cloud had disappeared around the corner. He sighed as he sat back at his seat and gazed at the computer again. "That idiot! Where the hell did he go?" He rubbed his butt as he had fallen pretty hard and made an mental note to get even with Cloud later. He had heard screams and growled in frusterated. "I never get a break. Damn you Sora where are you?" He ran out the door hoping to run into Cloud.



Axel saw one of his assassins come back and granted him an mental message that only nobodies could understand. "So, she is here? I will find her and then convince her to trust me that way I can bring her back." He stepped off the overhang of the cart watching some by passers run into some fruits, eggs, and vegtables because he had tipped it over as he got off it.

He couldn't believe that she was in this kind of poor community and wondered why she chose this place to hang out. He glanced at a group of people pass and saw a young female that was deliterly trying to hide herself in the crowd. "Hmm, I wonder." He continued to follow her unnoticecd as he purposely shoved the people out of the way and ignored the looks of some females and males starring at him. He had not seen so much skin showed on a woman like that and it was just very awkward to him as he slapped their hands away from the picket pocketers who were to trying to reach in his cloak. The one thing he hated was being touched and he controlled himself from getting voilent because it would give him away.

 

OOC: Sorry; I’ve been back for awhile just haven’t made a post let. If you’re upset please forgive me.

“I have to practice flying the Gummi Ship more often.†said Sora when he got to Radiant Garden. While he had been in the ship Sora had tried to remember everything he knew about Organization 13. It was obvious that talking to Leon and Cloud would have to wait for everyone was panicking and screaming. “The Organization.†said Sora as he summoned the keyblade in its Kingdom Key form into his hand “Looks like I got here in time.†added Sora as he rushed to the source of the mayhem.

Vexen had wanted to talk to the Superior, but it look like he would have to wait. “Why was Larxene’s absence so important to the Superior?†was one more question on Vexen’s mind. To try to show some respect Vexen decided to wait awhile before he would go back to his lab.

A hooded figure appeared in Xemnas’s throne room, but it was not Xemnas. He had always wanted this throne room he still did, but that would have to wait right now Marluxia wanted to talk to Xemnas alone. This Room would be the best place for their discussion.

 

As his members went into conversations, while some left for breaks, he had a flash of a certain man in his throne room at his senses, and apparently, he would be there for a reason. Looking around the room momentarily, his presence not crucial for the while, he began to portal out without announcing where he was going, having explained enough in that they are to be called in when it was time, and he had something to deal with. As he materialized in the destination, he wasn't fazed by seeing Marluxia there, waiting. He eyed him without much expression, not feeling anything about the person who had set a plot of betrayal against him, yet, the uncertainties were expressed in his thoughts before when Axel volunteered to find Larxene. There would be a lot to work on. "What would you be doing here, Marluxia?"

It was weird, that feeling, the hair standing at the back of your neck...your instincts telling you clearly that someone was following you. There was no doubt now that she was somehow spotted. Any other day, and this would have been a fun and entertaining cat and mouse game, and she would have laughed and giggled at trying to evade the hunter that was attempting to snatch her. Yet, to her, this wasn't really a sport. She was serious and dead set on not going back, and she couldn't find a pleasure in being force to something she did not want. If she did get caught, there wouldn't be much choices for her.

As she dove into a huge crowd of people wearing brightly colored costumes, she held on to her money tightly, keeping her eyes in her possession, as well as herself, and she did catch some eyeing her bag. Yet, how much would she be able to keep dodging? She wasn't idealistic enough to believe that he would stop chasing...it would be a plus, and she'll be lucky with that miracle, but she wasn't going to be delusional. It was bound to...it was bound to be anytime now. And as she kept going through, the more farther, she noted that the crowd was thinning, and she would be easily seen with the lack of people. Then again, she was getting far from the avenue, and was heading for the church...she guessed that it was to be peaceful and not many will dare have anything going on near it out of respect. So she had to take some kind of detour to the side, but most of the road was a single path. Slipping into a corner in the shadows at that idea, she went to analyze. If she parted into the right path or the left path, it would simply lead her to more quiet and empty areas, and away from the main street and square. That wouldn't be good, right? It was there she discovered a bright pink cloak laid on the ground...and while she questioned how come this this bright pink cloak was abandoned, along with many other type of clothes, she didn't want to know or guess. She didn't waste anytime in slipping out of her brown, raggity, robe as she went farther in darkness away from anyone's eye, making it hard to see her, if at all. She did this hurriedly, exploiting her Organization uniform for a split second, before it was hidden once more in the new, pink addition. Unlike what most others would think, she didn't detest the color pink, however, she did detest it being this shiny and...so...sore eyed. This felt kind of uncomfortable, but it seems this part of the town was full of partiers, and her eyes bulged on cue when a couple who were all over each other entered the place she was in, making out, and the girl being slammed against the wall. In what part of this town did she freaking hell directed herself to?

She never expected that the 1800s were just as bad as the modern times.

Larxene stared for a moment in bit of shock, and trying hard not to gaze in repulsion, she got her bag, and left out of there while she pulled over her pink hood, before she saw anything she might've regretted seeing. It was a good time for the hood, though, when everyone else, or some, were doing the same, so she wouldn't be that suspected. When it was becoming night in this place, the folks really did do questionable things. Were they..gypsies, with all the outfits? Either way, as she fitted in, she went to camouflage herself within ones dressed like her. Even if she was foiled, and he noticed her, or whatnot, at least she could say that she...well, did something to avoid it, instead of just waiting. She was stuck anyway. She couldn't go much further without being a sore thumb from the rest considering the lack of human beings in masses if she continued straight. Most respective commoners would be heading home for safety and sleep, and that's what was occurring.

She sighed. She was in a group that was talking and drinking, and she pretended that she was apart of it, but she stayed quiet, until one of them noticed her.

"Hey, we got a newcomer! Want a drink?"

Before she could even express a answer to that slurred sentence, she was given a unused bottled of alcohol that was capped off right in front of her [so nothing was put inside it..if they even had such a thing in these days...], and she awkwardly held it as she looked at the, half-naked, with those "clothes"...if you would call them that, woman who gave it to her. She scoffed inwardly in disgust, but tried not to let it show in her face, in case it came off the wrong way. One or two had hoods on as they chatted, so she remained, but didn't take a sip. She just looked down to see if her black boots were not in sight, and made sure the pink garb was very long.

The woman wobbled to the new addition. "Don't be..shy girl! Such a pretty thing, too! Come on, today is the day before the Festival of Fools! Enjoy the pre-celebration!!!"

The others with her whooped, cheered, and hollered, and Larxene scowled as they were calling attention to themselves. Well...not really, everyone else around clapped and did the same, before some music started playing. Now, the dancing began. These people were insane, that's what she thought, yet, they were the kind to have a good time. She remembered she liked having a good time once, when everything around her life was breaking elsewhere. Glancing at the sky with her eyes clouded at the memory, the strikes of the sun's rays were disappearing now, becoming a slightly dark blue...

In the end, she put the opening of the bottle to her lips, and took a long satisfying drink as if she had done this a million times before...and she had, hearing a bunch of whoops again, rolling her eyes when she finished swallowing.

Nutjobs...

Then the woman had peered deep into her face dizzily, where she had to lean back.

"Hey...why you crying?"

Stunned, and wondering now if this woman was seeing illusions, she placed her hand on one eye, caressing it, before lowering it as she scrutinized it, seeing that it was, in fact, wet. She wiped both of her eyes then quickly, befuddled, but it wasn't enough to thwart her. She didn't think anything of it. She was a Nobody, after all, and this was maybe a sign about her memories in when she looked back at points when she was human. That was all. As she composed herself, she sharply gazed at the female, saying quite low, "I can't cry."

Larxene swiveled the beer interest, her mind full and reeling at what she had discovered despite her solution and words, before taking another swig.

 

It didn't matter what got in his way or who tried to prevent him from going towards the source of danger. Cloud was determined to reach the destination and see which member was present that causing so much commotion. "Get out my way!" Jumping over carts as if they were hurdles, he broke a few things and ignored the angry protests from the shop keeper of his broken items. Cloud could careless about all that trival nonscense. He was so intuned that he did not even hear Leon's shouts and was unaware of his friend hot on his heels. Reaching the center of the town, his blue eyes surveyed the area until he spotted one of the organization members munching on what looked to be fried fish as townspeople screamed their heads off shouting for Sora. Taking a few steps he edged closer, but kept his distance knowing what members of the organization were capable of.

Munching away as if he didn't have a care in the world, Demyx ignored the pestering screams and thunderous stampedes of townspeople taking to the hills in fear of their lives. He shrugged his shoulders as he finished his fish and took a gulp of his soda enjoying it's sweet cherry carbonated flavor upon his tongue and down his throat. "This stuff is actually not bad. It sure beats getting snacks out of the vending machine and nuking stuff in the microwave," he mused getting every last drop of his drink that he inhaled after he ate his fries dripped with gooey ketchup. "That was good," he wiped his mouth with the the back of his glove and placed that hand in the fountain to get the remains of his food off. Watching the people still dashing by, he noticed one young man with spiky blonde hair in the distance observing him from a distance. "Hmmm.".. a smirk formed on his face. "I wonder why he's not running for the hills like the rest of these losers are? He sure has guts I'll give him that," he stood up and began to approach Cloud. "Nice day isn't? Everyone must be getting their exercise on this beautiful evening or could it be something else I suppose?" he smiled acting as if nothing was wrong.

 

Leon narrowed his eyes as he finally had gotten to catch up to Cloud and he couldn't believe that he was just standing there watching an Organization member act friendly hoping to decieve him most likely. "No, I am not going to let that guy turn my friend into a heartless." He gripped one of his fist and was about to run up to Demyx when he stopped and saw the smile on the member's face. "Huh? Are you for real? Or plain stupid? I am not falling for your little deception games punk." He thought about reaching for his weapon, but wanted to see what the young member would do first. Instead Leon decided to rant and rave at Cloud. "So this is why you ran off in such a hurry? What is going on Cloud? I don't appreacite falling on my butt like that back there, you do know I am going to get even." He folded his hands stubbornly keeping an eye on Demyx in the meanwhile to make he doesn't try anything sneaky.


Axel continued to follow Larxene his amusment becoming more dominant as the way that the female member was running from him. It was almost like a fun game to him which was solely enjoying watching her sweat.

"It looks like she is making this too easy for me," he chuckled noticing her pink garb that she dawned over her oringal clothes. "Who would think I would ever see her in a pink outfit. Marluxia would throw a party if he saw what she was wearing."

It didn't take him long to catch up to her in the bar where he saw her with a bunch of other people having a good time. He stayed in the shadows just observing her and thought she must be truely desperate to blend in with the crowd. He couldn't believe of all the drunks he was witnessing and throwing themselves onto ladies to only get smacked in the face or bruised with a glass bottle over their heads. The vioence excited and entertained him at the same time even though the place she chose to get away was out of the ordinary.

"I'll just wait for her to get drunk or do something stupid. Then when the time is right, I'll make my move." He grinned evily.

"Festival of Fools? Damn right it is."

As he was drawn into his plan reality had hit him once again as several people had coached him to drink. At first he ignored the eager looks that some of the people were giving him, but hoping to not cause a commotion he reluntantly looked at an unopened bottle, offered to him which caused him to freeze for a moment and he couldn't understand why of the hesitation. His hand just wouldn't grasp the bottle, as if the tempitation was trying to take over his mind. No, he needed to think with a clear mind and not blow this mission becasue he had let temptation get the best of him. However, he did take several swallows from it, but that was it.



It was a long time since he had tasted the alcohol and it did relax him, but which the loud noises from a woman then brought his attention back to see that Larxene was in fact crying? It stunned him and reminded him of the time wihen Roxas was crying when his friends in Twilight Town couldn't even see him and put his head down in defeat. Axel had comforted him to the best that he could and once in awhile he had done the same wh Demyx when he accidently pushed him down the stairs. This was guilt even if it was real or not. The fire dancer almost felt sorry for the events that had happened which could of produced his human side in a way. A soft spot or weakness that he would embrace because it made him feel human. seeing Larxene act like this was different and almost made him feel some kind of empathy or sympathany that she was not always a cruel nobody and that there was hope for her.

 

There it was again, the feeling that someone was behind you, watching. It was more strong, but she had long since gone to sit in a old, wooden chair along with her new "buddies", who decided that standing up was getting tiring, and that relaxing in the middle of a crowded street party was much more helpful. She was on her third bottle already, not understanding why she was getting back to old habits, as they talk with her constantly, but she never really said a word. That was another thing: they enjoyed a one-sided conversation. How stupid and idiotic people can be when drunk. And how violent. She supposed someone mentioning she was crying and it proving to be true hit a mark more than she bargained for, but she didn't see a reason why to keep thinking about it, so she dismissed it as quickly as it came. The member whose job was to take her back was here anyway, keeping a eye on her. Or on everyone. Yet, she didn't really care either as she consumed another taste of her new brandy as she slithered it down her throat, a much better taste from the beers she first had. She wasn't getting drunk, she knew. She was, and has been, aware of her limits. As the music from the played instruments blared in her ears, her mind somehow detached from everything else, she sat there in a forlorn mood, or, what people who may take a glance at her might think she was in. Because, she couldn't really feel a "mood". Ignoring the fact that she had said something of the like when she faced Sora in what would be her last battle. Or, now in this case, should've been her last battle, she stared at the dark sky. That was back then. Things changed. People change. Lessons are learned.

She eyed the woman who had seemed to have taken a "bond" with her, in her opinion, bored and blankly, contemplating on how long she could keep the member's patience intact when she would not move from her settlement. Certainly, this party is going to last until the early rise of the sun. Should she test if he would last forever before confronting her? Hmm. As the promiscuous dressed female that was situated in front of her took a broken shard of a mirror to see if her make-up needed a touch-up, Larxene was aware that no matter how much shit she put on, no cosmetic will be able to fix that mess. Reminded her of her mother, and the mess she became.

Another bit of liquor shot down her throat in desire, the bottle almost done as she licked her lips.

The drunken tone of her companion filled her again, sounding quite amused. "....why you keep crying?.."

She shrugged unfazed, wiping her cheeks and eyes again casually. They weren't really real anyway. Nothing to worry. She was getting tired of hearing that, however. This really was a unhealthy environment for her, in terms of basically everything that had led to the destruction of her home. Figuratively. Not literally. She took another swig of the bottle to her mouth there. It was at that moment when that whore, she didn't even bother remembering the name even when she was sure she had mentioned it at some point, tilted the mirror is such a way that caught a glint, directing it at her eyes.

And who she caught in that reflection made her chest tighten with hatred of a inflamed feeling, holding on to her bottle so tightly unbeknownst to her that it cracked, the contents spilling to the floor, and all over her hand as glass shattered and bounced off the ground. This was the cause of another uproar, and some other cheers, and a towel was being draped around her hand to dry it up, no one taking in the dark and deadly look in her face that now beheld her flawless features. Whatever they were doing now, she was too distant and far from it, that it felt like she was not even there, her vision seeing red. In more ways than one as her lips pursed in loathing, burning her stomach, and her veins in a rush, if she even had them, filling her brain from the high pressure. And all she could see was red. She did not see well enough, but it wasn't hard to mistake his figure and the hair style, as well as the color. Xemnas was officially, utterly, insane. Of all the twelve, thirteen, she didn't know, members he could have chosen, he had to pick the most unlikely, and less successful to be, Nobody of them all. That despicable, wrenching, mass of a creature. What, in what sort of sunken reality, would make "The Superior", think that Axel...she spat his name in her mind, would be able to get her back? Darkness had obviously disillusioned him. That man...who she did not want anything to do with for the rest of her life, or whatever was left of it, was the one chasing her. To come back. Unbelievable. She let out a bitter chuckle. Well...my, my, wasn't this a "surprise". She only regretted ruining her drink when the remembrance of Castle Oblivion filtered within, just bubbling and boiling the heat she was experiencing as of the moment more. He had ruined everything. He was to blame for the failure. It was his fault. And she would hold that regard.

The person, who did not comprehend, what she and Marluxia were doing. Who was a simple double-agent. The more she thought it, the more it sickened her. It was vomit worthy when she pictured her own actions while there, touching him of all else. She shuddered in distaste. It was seemingly, for everyone, to get that Xemnas was secretive, having his own agenda, and that he will inevitably fail them all. Axel, who was blinded, would be one of those little pawns. And in the end, nobody got the Hearts that they were promised. And so the tale ends. It wasn't just power that drove her and Marluxia. She didn't care for power, or if she ruled over misfits. They were fine. She had no qualms of staying in that castle for her Heart, no matter if she didn't want it at first, truthfully. Or no matter how dull and boring it could be. A Heart wasn't necessary. That belief had never truly left her. However, it was great to be empty and emotionless, because sooner or later Axel would join the list of people who had screwed her over. She wasn't going to say she was hurt or pained, or anything. It just angered her. No, she wasn't hurt. She couldn't hurt. But she did hate him. Their plan was very well underway, and then swiped off before they reached it by a inch. It was a mistake. And it just taught her another lesson of how foolish and naive she really was. She was mildly proud of herself that she didn't get up and break his face as she thought this. Him the cause of her death.

Well, no. She could admit that he kept himself off that turn-out.

That was her doing.

Axel had never faced her after he had released Naminé, and nobody told her to take the disappointment, resentment, and fury at the Keyblade Master, and the girl. That was her. In fact, as she recalled, there was a opening for her to leave. It was almost curious on why she didn't. Or what made her stay. To get rid of Sora, was that right? That's what she said to him. It was the usual, "what if"s. She was the cause of her own death. It didn't change her opinion or her malignant view of the redhead, because in all points, he had betrayed them. And in turn, her. That could be enough to harbor a grudge that lasted even now, when she had come back. For no reason. Why would Xemnas bring any of them back?

She had snapped out of her daydream and her own zone when someone snapped their fingers before her aquatic orbs, not once, but twice, and even then she was still seeing red.

A laugh. "Sweetie, you look like you're about to perform murder on someone's ass! Look at her guys!"

She twitched at "sweetie", but didn't do much else. At least the idiots were finally noticing, though she disliked the girl's face so close to her...again, and the smell of alcohol filling her nostrils. Hard, tense, and still as a rock, in dangerous grace she had pulled her pink hood off, the bright shade severely clashing with her overall demeanor now, revealing her hidden head without much problem any longer, and swiftly got to her feet, bag of money in tow. She walked away stiffly without another glance to them as her sharp face hovered on the crowd, but never glancing at the specified target.

She disappeared within the masses of bodies.

But, this time, she wasn't hiding.

 

Xioimara watched Xemnas as he disappeared. Something else to attend to. 'Important, I guess?' Xioimara thought and sighed loudly and leaned forward in her chair. She kept her eyes on the ground below her. Xioimara looked at her stomach and put her hand on her stomach feeling it start to growl, followed by an annoyed expression. Xioimara crossed her legs now sitting Indian style and leaned back on her seat, she put her hand on the marble in front of her and eyed it carefully and within a minute later a bright light came from under her hand and only a few seconds after it was over. The marble her hand had been on remained the same but she now had something in her hand, as she examined it carefully she half-smiled for a moment. Not as good as she had hoped but it was enough to keep her from boredom. The little model she had made in those few seconds of light was now a minuet sculpture of a horse. It was standing up on it's hind legs rearing, looking rather happy. Xioimara took care of it being sure to keep in thought it was a fragile object. Xioimara made sure it kept balance when she placed it down on the room left on her seat in front of her.

Xioimara put her hand back on the marble seat and another light came up but this time there were two miniature white marble horses that appeared, both also looking happy like the last one she had created. One was also rearing and the other looked like it was galloping. Xioimara quietly arranged them, a small family of fake horses. They had good detail added to them, eyes, markings though they weren't in different shades, the mane could easily be told out from where the fur would have been. Xioimara felt like a little kid in the toy store begging their mother to buy them a small toy. Except she could make it herself without money in the mix and they appeared like she wished. Xioimara looked at the still objects for a moment or two before she felt her stomach start to growl at her again.

Xioimara muttered a sigh but remained where she was. 'I wonder if anything is wrong? Wouldn't he have announced-Stop it. Nothing is wrong. We just started this meeting a few minutes ago, it's not like we have enemies, if any, right now, right?' Xioimara reassured herself, trying to push away her imagination. She had gotten in trouble for using her imagination too much when it came to small issues. She brought her attention back to her models of the family of horses. 'They shouldn't all be adults.' Xioimara thought and put her hand back down and a few seconds later she had another horse model, it was smaller than the rest. Only about an inch, it was a foal looking up just as happy as the others. She placed it near the first horse she had made so it looked like it was looking at it.

"I wonder where everyone went off to..." She asked herself quietly rearranging the horses every now and then but in the end left them the way they were.


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“I knew it was the Organization.†said Sora as he saw Demyx nearby Cloud. “Hey nobody get away from my friend!†shouted Sora not taking his eyes off the nobody “It’s a good thing you’re here Cloud we can let this nobody and his organization know that their no longer welcomed in this world or any world in that matter.†added Sora as he got in his battle stance.

“I’m here for I didn’t want to interrupt the meeting, and I wanted to have a talk with you, Superior.†replied Marluxia saying the last part as if he was forced to, but the rest sounded casual.

It seemed a tad strange to Vexen how the Superior had left the way he had. Vexen was about to return to his lab when he saw what the new member had been doing “That is a unique ability that I have seen. I should learn some more about our new member.†With that said to himself Vexen then teleported back to his lab.