The Organisation: A legend reborn

Markie took out her baton. She waved it lightly and every word that had been said flung around.
Markie sighed, and the sound turned into white noise.​

 

Axel looked at his fellow teamates and could tell that they seem stressed out if anything. "It could take a while for the superior to think of a plan, at this point I don't really think he cares at the moment. We just need to know what kind of powers or skills they have besides chains, voo doo, and darkness. I am sure the retrievers have a weakness. No one is invincible."

 

Ryxan glanced at the shattered glass pieces. Damnit...this heart thing is becoming a problem...he thought.
Ryxan took a towel, and started whiping the glass shards together into one spot.
He heard crashing...it sounded like fighting. "Hey..." Ryxan said, running to the window. "If theres a chance to find out what their power is, its right now." Ryxan said, pointing at the two fighting retrievers.

 

Wolfe held out her hands, letting two gaping holes open in her palms. She closed her eyes again, letting her scythe drop and fade into the floor.
The two holes widened, consuming any form of energy being unleashed before her.
With a low growl, the energy was thrown back out in the form of black flames. She didn't want to injure the new recruit, but showing her a fraction of her own power would help the girl realise why Wolfe was the head retreiver, along with Braxen.


Marluxia watched in silence, analysing the moves that the two retreivers threw at one another.
"It seems that a new recruit is being tested. How lovely."

Larxene peered from the balcony and at the powers being hurled around outside the castle. She stayed silent, thinking of what might become of this mess they were thrown into, and how the 'organisation' could handle this one.

 

Llednar smiled at Xigbar and walked out of the room "i think i have given you enough time, who will i be taking in exchange for Xigbar's life?" he said to the org members

 

Markie's "words" sliced through the air.
She wondered what Wolfe was doing.​

 

Braxen watched "am i missing something? words cant hurt more than a little emotional pain" he had his arms crossed

 

The tension applied to Wolfe's limbs became quite uncomfortable after a while, forcing her to let out what she had been containing for some time now.
she opened her eyes, the pain of the darkness seeping out of her causing her to scream, the confines of her mouth turned a sickening black, along with her eyes and fingernails.
From her palms spewed a black oily liquid, heading straight for Markie.
"I'm sorry.." wolfe coughed. "I d-don't know what on earth came over me..."

 

Markie's "words" formed tainted angel wings onto her back, and she jumped and flew away from the black liquid... she hovered into the air, looking slightly concerne for Wolfe.​

 

Ryxan examined the fight. "Darkness, voodoo, chains, manipulation of words and darkness..." Ryxan said, holding his head.
More and more different powers...these retrievers are really something...but so are we...he thought. He turned to Llednar. "Oh its the clown again..."
Xemnas sat in his chair, thinking over the plans. He took a piece of paper out, and examined his strategies. Constantly in his mind he saw how all the nobodies were eventually slipping from his grasp. He needed Saix here...he always saw how the plans were failing without him. Since Saix died, he never needed to use his forcefulness into action. Until now...
Zalia continued to walk through the streets, sensing the heartless's powers, sending chains to that area to strangle them, slash them, whip them, slam them, stab them, into death. Such a cleanup I must perform....she thought, examining a helicopter that was being picked up by a crane. The helicopter was in the water, and had a major dent in it. An ambulance was already at the scene, trying to save the pilots and gunners from their incredible flight across Twilight town.

 

"Whoa" Braxen said as he watched Wolfe, he ran over to her and picked her up "you ok Wolfe?" he asked concerned

 

Wolfe looked at Braxen, slightly dazed. She blinked, shuddered, and blinked slowly again. "Is she okay?" she asked, looking up at Braxen with her wide, red eyes. Her breathing was erratic, and getting faster. I didn't want to hurt her too much. I just couldn't stop myself anymore. I'm tired of stopping myself, Braxen... I don't want to anymore.." her voice faded slightly, her hand grabbing his tightly.

"We might be able to take them.." Marluxia mumbled. "It's all a matter of luck, training and power."

"we have luxord." Larxene smirked. "He's all the luck we have."

 

Braxen caught her "just relax, the recruit is ok. and you will be too" he picked her up "just dont stress yourself so much

Llednar sighed "would you rather i put this Xigbar out of his misery? or are one of you going to come with me?" he asked impatiently

 

With a slight shuffle, Wolfe was from Braxens arms on onto the floor. She coughed again, letting a black mist seep from between her teeth. "When you let tension and stress build," She coughed. "This sorta thing happens."

Marluxia looked at the man in the doorway. "I want to know what will happen when I do give myself up." He demanded coldly.

 

"I hardly believe that the clown over there will let Xigbar alive if Marluxia is taken. Could be a lie, just to take down two members." Ryxan said, holding up two fingers.

 

Markie watched silently,feeling strange emotions rise in the mist.

Markie felt her heart pound.

She remembered something strange.

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A young version of Markie chased her sister, Peony.
The two stopped dead in there tracks when an older youth came up to them.
He had their colored hair, and smiled gently at them.

"Big Brotherrrrrr!"Shouted the little girls as they dog piled him.

He picked them up and gasped, as he say a group of grown men circle around them.

"Jackie, Jackie, Jackie. You know better than to keep secrets from us."

The grop beat on Jackie, as Markie and Peony were thrown into the arms of the strangers.

"No! No! Stop eeet!" Young Markie cried as she was dragged away into a small house she knew nothing of.

Young Peony kicked and wriggled until she kicked her captor in the groin, and ran away.

The youth Jackie could only watch with dying eyes as his little sisters were taken away from him.

That was the night Jackie and Markie died.

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Markie frowned, and walked down the hill.

"Goodbye, Wolfe. I shall go and begin my mission of destroying Organization 17."

Markie opened a hell-ish looking portal, and warped out.​

 

Wolfe held her hand out, sending a black plant-like vine stemming out. It wrapped around Markie and pulled her back with force. Letting her land on the ground, Wolfe stood up and looked at the recruit lying on the grass.
"Markie. I did not order you to go. You are under my watch. You go when I go. And that will be soon... The organisation have a shield, and first we must penitrate that shield. "

 

Mixya stood there and then looked over at markie. "I'd listen to her if I were you. she can get really pissed off sometimes."

 

Zalia walked through the streets, and eventually reached the other retrievers. She cooled down already, and Wolfe, she could see, had other problems... "Whats our status, Wolfe?" She could sense that the same person was on the balcony again.

Ryxan looked around. How many retrievers were there? There was that clown thats behind us, chain women, that scythe girl, that other guy, the girl with the words... But seventeen of us...
Ryxan walked past Marluxia. "Don't give yourself up." He whispered. "Please." He walked past Llednar, and reached his balcony. Sitting on the rail, he glanced at the crane that was picking up the helicopter. I don't belong here...he thought.

 

"call me a clown again and there will be two dying members here, and what i plan to do with you is simple i plan on using you as a negotiation chip to get my pay from Braxen, then ill let you go, i get my pay from him" he said