The Organisation: A legend reborn

Larxene watched demyx go, and growled slightly. He's leaving. Wow. Lovely.

Marluxia stood up and strode over to the stranger. "what will I be used for if you take me...?" he asked, swallowing.

 

He walked into the family room and lay on the ground since he was to big for the couch. Then a thought came to him. Thinking quickly, he decreased his size where he was big as a horse and was able to get on the couch that way.

 

"You'll be used for making this guy a garden." Ryxan snickered, laughing to himself. "It's a member. Its Xigbar. You can let him die. This organization let each other die anyway." Ryxan said, stating a fact.
Zalia turned, walking away slowly. Now I believe I did the right thing. I apologize for a mistake I made, a confusion, an accident...and yet, all they do is commment on my apology with begging for a punishment, and they give me words out of their ass...she thought, picking up the pace.

 

Marluxia slowly turned, his tired face holding a deathly glare towards Ryxan. He felt his fists tighten and his eyes narrow slightly. "Are you trying to be funny? Or are you naturally just a total ass?" he growled, stepping towards him.

Larxene looked at Marluxia, swallowing. "Stop it. The last thing we need is a fight." she cautioned. Although on normal circumstances, she would have enjoyed to see marluxia kick shot out of Ryxan, but this really wasn't the time.

Wolfe watched Zalia walking away and winced.Shaking her head, she brushed the thoughts of her sister away once again.

 

Zaek screamed in the aching pain. "i don't know! for the last time! shouldn't you be with your friends?"

Miyxa sighs then pulls out the armblades from Zaek's arm. " I guess so, but next time your headed for the underworld again."she said as she walked away and started yelling. "Wolfe! Braxen! where are you guys?"

 

"Over here, officer Mixya." Wolfe replied in an almost robotic tone. She was still looking towards the castle, wondering what that strange man was doing in there, and how he got in there. She turned to the officer approaching her, and raised an eyebrow. "I don't recall letting you stray off on your own." she stated, slightly irritated.

 

Mixya stood straight "I don't recall you saying I could be kidnapped either but you hardly noticed."

 

"don't be disrespectful to a higher officer." WOlfe growled, standing up and looking down at Mixya. "Don't treat me like I'm stupid, kid. I heard the so called 'kidnapper' scream when you hurt her. is there such a thing as calling your team behind you? Or are you treating this as your own personal mission?"

 

Mixya sighed then looked her in the eye "Zaek is my own business. she pretty much is looking for the organization but she can't find them." then she looked at Wolfe about to yell at her again "Look Zaek is pretty much another half of me. If someone kills her i'm dead too."

 

Wolfe spat, her eyes narrowing. "Your so called other half isn't very bright then, is she? the castle is right there." She motioned one white hand towards the castle to the left of her in the distence. She shook her head, having to hold back all the abuse boiling inside of her. SHe inhaled, then exhaled, her eyes returning from red to black again.
Turning back to Mixya, her voice was a little softer. "Do you actually think that you are the only one with personal conflicts here?"

 

Mixya goes a little mad "I know i'm not the only person with conflicts but I bet your personal conflcts aren't as bad as mine! why if i didn't.." then she instantly covers her mouth so she doesn't continue the sentence.

 

Wolfe raised an eyebrow, her eyes fierce. She took another step forward, but did not summon her weapon. The mere look she gave Mixya was enough to make babies cry. She put her hands behind her, and kept them there.
The voice she spoke in was crisp and sounded more mature than wolfe actually looked.
"Continue that sentence."

 

Mixya uncovered her mouth and stared at her evilly "your not the boss of my actions!"

 

"Your attitude does not impress me one bit." Wolfe closed her eyes, her jaw rigid in place as she took a few calming breaths. "You seemingly fail to understand, Mixya, that I have enough power in my fingernail alone to throw you into immense pain and torture for the rest of your ongoing life. So I would watch my words and actions if I were you." Once her eyes opened again, they were looking far into the distance. "But if it is a fight you are looking for.. I am happy to join you."

 

Mixya sighed happy that she didn't have to finish her sentence anymore "I'm not in a mood for a fight so what do you expect we all do know?"

 

"I need to see what type of fighting skills you have." Wolfe stated, looking at the girl before her. "I heal through the shadows, and I might be able to teach you to do so. Now. Hit me with your best shot, you little weed." her smile was mocking towards Mixya, as black blades slowly arched from her palms.

 

Mixya sighed and looked at wolfe obviously expecting het to hit her with her weapon. so she slid her foot sideways making a huge wall of rock pop up headed light speed towards wolfe.

 

Wolfe appeared behind Mixya, analysing the wall of rock that sped away from her. She stood in silence, looking at Mixya's stance and facial expression.
"Carry on." she smiled from a few meters behind her.

 

Mixya turned and looked at wolfe who was now behind her. "I don't want to ask"she said instantly burrowing into the ground and poping up behind Wofle and striking her twice with her armblades that she had summoned underground.

 

Wolfe winced as tiny particles of shadow gathered from every corner of her surroundings to reform the flesh lost from the cuts.
"Don't ask then." she smiled, her scythe hooking around Mixya's body. She pulled Mixya towards her, and kicked outwards Simultaneously.