The Tournament [ PG-13]

Yeah...it's a tournament in the Organization XIII. It's a series of fights, and the winner gets a prize...it will be revealed and it's not like a cheap congratulations or something. I already know what it is...duh. You guys get to be a part of the story, too. PM me with whose point of view you want to see in the battle. The first one is going to be Roxas vs. Larexene. If you want a more advanced notice, the one after that will be Xigbar vs. Xaldin. Thanks for your cooporation :D

Axel tilted his red haired head in puzzlement. There was a notice on the door to the eating chambers of Castle Oblivion. He pushed open the doors and sat down next to the only other occupent, Xaldin. Axel poked a long, gloved finger at the Whirlwind Lancer's shoulder.

The tattooed man looked up at Axel and smiled weakly. "Hi, buddy." Axel's emerald eyes were ones of concern. "What's wrong?"

Xaldin turned back to the table and took a sip of the hot, dark coffee. He placed the mug down and rested his braided haid on his hands. "I failed a mission." Axel put a supporting hand around the melancholy nobody. Axel grinned, and lifted a finger up in agreement. "That makes two of us. No use being sad about it, though."

The man gazed at Axel with his violet eyes. He sighed softly, "And why is that, Number 8?" Axel squited his eyes. "You've been spending too much time with the superior." The pyromaniac stopped for a second to think about what he said, then grinned the way he did when he was embarrassed.

"Actually, you would have known what I was about to tell you then. A tournament is coming up where we are pitted against each other in fatal mortal combat...sounds fun, right?" Xaldin snarled. "Fun my ass. It should be pretty interesting though. Is it everyone." Axel nodded his spikey haired head.

"I think Xemnas is the host, though, so he might not be fighting. It starts in two weeks, so anyone like Vexen who is on a mission can be there. His is the last one before the tournament begins. Oh, and it also said this is going to be broadcasted around the worlds...yeah." Number 8 grinned again, but this time to lighten up the akward silence he knew was going to insue.

Xalding turned his tanned head away and took another sip of coffee. Axel stood up and close his eyes, savoring the smell of the rich drink. "I'm going to get some coffee, too. I'm in the mood for something to wake me up a bit."




Next up: Roxas vs. Larexene
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Remember guys, you MUST pm me or the story will be delayed. I need to know whose point of view to do in order to write the story. Please, please, por favor...pm me after you read a chapter telling me who. I need a few days of votes...haven't decided how many but...then I can decide.

 

A bit short, it has the foundation being laid, just make sure that you don't let this die, even if it breaches the 15th page. I think i might vote on Luxord and Saix next.

 

Okay. I wasn't planning on the fights being short, lol. Just this one chapter.

I don't want this story to die. I'm going to keep writing it, don't worry. If no one votes for this next fight...I think I'm doing it from Larxene's point of view.

Saix vs. Luxord...I'll keep that in mind.

 

I'm really excited about who will win the tournament!
Please finish the story!

 

Chapter 2:

The silver stadium glowed, even though it was closed off from the light of day. Larxene turned her head around to look at the spectators of the match. Many people had come, mostly nobodies and other Organization Members, but there were some of the Organization's enemies there too. Larexene squinted her azure eyes at Sora, for God knows why he was invited.

Larxene was going to be fighting Roxas, the boy who had once left the organization. That was long ago, though, and he had recently returned. Larxene could only imagine how much stronger the little runt had gotten. Cheers started to fill the arena as the young blonde, spikey haired nobody walked through the doors.

Xemnas sat in a special box by himself, a faint smile on his face. Larxene watched as he stood up and lifted his arms, waiting for the crowd to be silent. Once everyone's heads were turned to him, Xemnas let out a snall cough to clear his throat and said in his deep voice, "Welcome, all, to the Organization XIII's tournament."

More cheers erupted, and Larxene started to get flustered. There seemed to be so many people that respected her there. What if she lost? Then again, it was only a tournament. She scanned the crowd to see if she could see a friend. She sighed in relief when she saw the young teenager named Xaale waving a banner saying, "Larxene for the win!"

The Savage Nymph turned her attention back to the Superior. He was almost done with his speech. Larxene calmed her mind and locked eyes with her enemy. Roxas looked just as nervous as she did.

All of a sudden, cheers blasted through the whole stadium, and Larxene's ears started to ring. She knew that the match had begun.

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Larxene drew a bunch of her electrical throwing knives and braced herself, waiting for Roxas to strike first. Normally, Larxene was cocky and quick to attack, but she wanted to set an example. She watched as the enemy charged at her, two keyblades glinting in front of him.

As he drew a few feet away, Larxene swiftly sidestepped and threw two knives into Roxas. He yelped as the current flowed through him, and fell to the ground. Gasps mingled with cheers as Roxas stood back up.

Larxene smiled mockingly and sneered, "Is that all you've got, Roxas?" The boy lifted the Oblivion keyblade and shot a beam of dark aura at Larxene. She felt pain course through her, but she kept her ground. It seemed Roxas had learned a few tricks.

Larxene watched as the boy spun around in circles, his keyblades creating friction along the ground. Dust rose everywhere, and Larxene was momentarily blinded. Bringing a hand to her face, she was left open for the attack. Roxas flung both keyblades like boomerangs, each slashing against Larxene's side. They had become scalding hot from the friction of the attack.

It was Roxas's turn to sneer. Larxene felt very weak, but it was way too early in the match to be defeated. She smiled back at the boy, and screamed, "Thundaga!" Lightning slashed and tore across the battlefield as the Savage Nymph called it, and she felt one with the lightning. She was afraid that she might feel too powerful and become rash. She couldn't make a foolish mistake.

Roxas stood up and started to lift Oblivion again. Larxene knew what to expect this time, though, and she flung a whole handful of knives to break the force of the blow. Roxas howled in pain as the pieces of the shattered knives dug into his skin. Pulling one out, the young keyblade master yelled, "Fire!" The broken knife suddenly caught on fire, and he flung the weapon back at it's master.

Larxene caught it and leaped behind Roxas, jabbing a gloved hand coursing with electricity into his spine. The young boy yelled in pain, and Larxene whispered, "You can't fight fire with fire, stupid." The boy grinned and bore his teeth, trying to look intimidating. "Whoever said that?"

The boy grabbed Number 12 and pushed off of her, making Larxene stumble and fall to the ground. Roxas yelled hoarsly, "Thundera!" A bolt of lightning swam through the air and struck Larxene's chest. She grinned as she felt some energy come back to her. Smiling wickedly, she said, "Maybe you didn't learn anything."

Roxas shook his head and said, "Maybe I didn't." Larxene gripped her hands into fists, drawing more knives. Her body was still coursing with electricity, so much that she was glowing a faint yellow. Roxas then said loudly, "Then there's still the chance that I did!" He spun his Keyblades and yelled, "Freeze! Fire!" Larxene paniced when she saw water coming toward her. If she was hit, it was over. She braced herself, putting her hands in front of her.

Water slammed into her at an intense speed. If he used a more powerful form of magic, she would definatly been knocked out on the spot. She fell to the ground and coughed, the pain eating at her energy. A sudden roar from the crowd came, and a horn blew. The match was over.

Xemnas congratualated the two, and droned on how that was an exciting first match. Roxas held out a hand, and apparently he wasn't paying attention to their Superior either.
"Good match." The boy threw an uplifting look and smiled. Larxene grimaced at how much it was like Sora's. She turned around without even shaking his hand and mumbled, "Yeah, whatever." The boy was flustered and put his hand behind his head.
He should have known Larxene was a sore loser.
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Xaldin walked alongside Lexeaus and said quietly, "What an interesting match. I really thought Larxene would have won." Lexeaus didn't answer, but kept walking. The Whirlwind Lancer called after him, "I'll see you later! We'll be the next two fighters, you know." Lexeuas kept walking. He had to be prepared, and couldn't waste time talking. He had to train, knowing how strong his opponent was.
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Don't worry Shades. Luxord will fight Saix.

Next match: Lexeaus and Xaldin

Remember people, PM me for whose point of view you want it to be~

 

.....
Their nobodies, correct.
They don't have hearts, correct.
The only way you could have done that scene was with Roxas and Axel, since Axel and Roxas blah, I feel like they had hearts with each other.
Pitting against each other?
Hmm, interesting.
EDIT: thats the first part!
number 2...
Hmmph, it didn't seem real.

 

That was cool, worth reading!

 

Chapter 3:

Xemnas stood quietly in the silver stadium. Last match, a bunch of people sat in the silver stadium, cheering on the two fighters until the end. Now, he was alone. The match would not start until the next day. He took a breath and dipped his silver haired head. This tournament had attracted friend as well as foe. It would have been the perfect chance to show how strong the Organization was as one after that last match.

Xemnas shook his head to get those notions out of his mind. This tournament is only once in a lifetime event. Well, for a normal human. Not even Xemnas had experienced this kind of event before. The last tournament held by the Organization was when the Superior was still Graxy. That was decades and decades ago.

Xemnas clapsed his hands together and pulled out a stream of darkness. Lifting his hand, he started to wave the energy around him. The field became dark and misty. Xemnas smiled, and called back the darkness to him. He was going to enjoy this tournament.

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The stadium was filled with nobodies once again, applauding after the end of a performance put on by the much loved Demyx. Xemnas sat and golf clapped, smiling softly at the useless nobody. He was only really helpful for a good tune.

Demyx gave a cute little smile and stepped up to a small stand in the center of the battlefield. "Thanks for those who came a bit earlier to see my show today. I'd just like to say good luck to our next to contestants."

He cast a hand and turned to the entrance for the combatants. Lexeaus stood with his massive tomahawk, while Xaldin clapped along with the crowd. The contestants shook hands with each other and then with Demyx as he left the stage.

Xaldin walked along, thinking to himself, "What was the point of having him perform? He's okay and all, but it's not like it would attract any people to the tournament." The Whirlwind Lancer picked up the pace after seeing his opponent already at his side of the field.

Xemnas stood and said, "Are you two ready?" Lexeaus shrugged a shoulder and Xaldin nodded, nervousness filling up inside of him. He realized how much of a tough person Lexeus could be, not to mention a little extravegent. He shuddered as he remembered a mission they shared together and how Lexeaus' blow sent three, very large buildings to the ground.

A horn blew, signalling the start of the match. Xalin summoned his spears and sent two flying toward the large man walking slowly toward him. Despite his size, Lexeaus could move very quickly. His black and red weapon swished through the air and repelled the two spears back to Xaldin.

Number Three was so suprised that he forgot to brace for the attack. One spear nicked his left shoulder and the other went clean through his arm. Gasps rang the air as blood began to flow from the wounded arm. Xaldin snarled in pain as he ripped the spear out, annoyed that the crowd acted in unison for every little thing.

Lexeus stood still, dust flowing at his feet. Xaldin grunted and sent a bolt of cold air at the Silent Hero. It struck Lexeaus' chest, but he only took a few steps back. It looked like Xaldin had to go on the defensive side instead.

Murmers ran through the crowd, whispers hissed through the air. Xaldin pricked one of his pointed ears and picked out someone saying, "Why are they just standing there?" The tattooed man closed his eyes and waited. A sudden "fwoosh" caused him to open his eyes again. Lexeaus was charging at him!

Xaldin sidestepped, remembering one of Larxene's tactics. He flung five of his spears at Lexeaus, keeping one in his hand just in case the attack failed. Lexeaus yelled in suprise as five spears went into his chest. Xaldin sighed, wishing they had gone in a little deeper. This might have given him a better ammunition for a victory.

Xaldin snapped his fingers, and the spears came back immediatly as if they were loyal puppies. Lexeaus grunted as they ripped through his flesh on their retreat, drops of deep ruby red blood flying everywhere.

Xaldin smiled. He seemed to have the upper hand in this fight. Maybe the Silent Hero wasn't as sharp as he was before. After all, it had been a while since he was on a mission. Brown eyes met Xaldin's purple ones, and there they stayed for at least two whole minutes.

Without warning, a giant rock came up from underneath Xaldin and sent him flying towards the walls of the stadium. He called on the power of wind to push against him, slowing him down until he landed on his feet a few feet from the wall. If he had kept going, the impact would have been devastating.

Lexeus then made more boulders and stones appear, and surrounded the man before he could attack back. Xaldin snarled, "Damn!" He was trapped inside, and the only way out was a crushing blow from Lexeaus' tomahawk. The sounds of the crowd were muted, and so was Lexeaus. If he made any noise, Xaldin wouldn't have heard him.

The man then had an idea. He shifted his hands toward the wall of stone in front of him and made a powerful gust of wind. He smiled in victory as the stones quickly wore away and crumbles into pieces. When Xaldin looked up, he saw a metal tomahawk in front of his face.

Xaldin winced and shielded his face, waiting for the blow. It never came. Xaldin looked up and in suprise saw a ton of rocks wizzing through the air. Lexeaus smiled and uttered sofly, "Expect the unexpected." Xaldin kicked the man in the leg, and then called his six spears. They all went right into the fray, shattering rocks and swerving as if they were sharks hunting small fish. The rocks that weren't broken by the spears were repelled by a gust created by Xaldin.

Lexeaus blocked his face from the shattered rocks and looked down. Xaldin watched him carefully, waiting for a move. When Lexeaus yelled, "Ground Breaker!" and brought his weapon above his head, Xaldin screeched, "Aeroga!" A tornado spun around the field and tore through the Silent Hero. The man was lifted as if he was a feather and brought to the ground. Xaldin smiled as the horn blew. He had won.

The Whirlwind Lancer helped the Silent Hero up and shook his hand. The two turned and left the battlefield without a word.

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The full moon twinkled in the sky, a faint mist dancing around it. Saix sat in the grass of one of Castle Oblivion's gardens, gazing at the lunar beauty. Suddenly, Luxord was in front of him, blocking the light. Saix yelped and lept back, on all fours and shakles raised like a startled wolf.

Luxird winked, "What's the matter, luv? Not used to my time powers? Well, let's just say you'll have a lot of trouble next match. Want to guess who you're fighting, good sir?" Saix lifted himself up and growled, "Yes. It's you, of all people." Luxord laughed and nodded. "Yes, my dear friend. It will be a close match, luv, but seeing your reaction just now shows me you aren't ready."

Saix turned his back and sat down, watching the moon again. He was ready...he just had to prove it.

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Next match: Luxord vs. Saix

VOTE FOR WHOSE POINT OF VIEW, THANK YOU~ :D

 

Cool one! Awesome!
Well, Saix, of course, for next battle!

Can you check on my fanfic too?

 

Lol, one vote for Saix.

Sure, what's it called?

 

KH: Beloved Memories

 

Okay, I'll check it out soon

 

Okay, Saix won over Luxord so here's the story from number 7's point of view.


Chapter 4:

The light of day blazed down into the dusty stadium. Saix looked across at his opponent, his yellow eyes meeting Luxord's gray ones. Luxord was standing weaponless, a slight smirk playing on his lips. Saix growled, trying to ignore the fact that his opponent had the advantage of the day against him. There was no moon to aid Saix...or could he summon it? He shook his head, blue hair waving softly around his black cloaked shoulders. He had never tried, and it was a big risk of messing up the cycle of day and night.

Saix lifted his large claymore, the yellow glinting in the sun and the blue glittering faintly behind it. He had had this precious weapon for a long time, and it rarely had failed him. The last time was against Sora, which Saix prefered not to remember.

A horn blew, catching the Luna Berserker off guard. He had completely lost track of time and almost completely forgot he was in the stadium. He swiveled his head and locked his gaze on the spot where Luxord was standing. He yelped in suprise as the man was right in front of him. Damn his time travel, thought Saix.

He lifted his weapon and brought it ontop of Luxord's head. To his dismay, the man split in two as if he were made with paper. Then Saix realized he was made with paper, laminated paper in the form of a card. Cards with Luxord's image plastered onto them lined the circular edges of the stadium.

Saix growled again and started to run at the cards. Hacking and slashing them one by one, the Luna Berserker was completely unaware of where the real enemy was. As he brought his claymore through another one of the Gambler of Time's trick cards, the card three places ahead spun and turned into Luxord.

Luxord grinned. "Getting a little angry, luv?" Saix smiled, baring his teeth to intimidate the tenth member of the organization. "I sure hope I am. You've been here long enough to know what happens when I get angry, rookie." The blonde British man winked and sang, "I dare say I already know."

Saix decided to not think about why he wanted to unleash his berserk rage. Saix whistled out through his clenched teeth, "Well, luv, I dare say you are in a pinch of trouble if I say so myself."

Luxord laughed, his blonde hair a bright white in the sun. "Young chap, you're powerless in the sun." Saix lowered his head. Maybe he should try to summon the night. He had never heard of that possible, but he tried either way. As he had thought, nothing had happened.

Luxord lifted a hand and snapped his fingers. Saix yowled as he felt the structure of his body change into a dice. The crowd was filled with gasps, moans and a bit of laughter as number seven found himself incapable of attack. Luxord was all of a sudden at the other end of the field, obviously using his time control to mess with him.

Saix started to roll, and dust flew around him. His sight was blinded by the dirt and mud of the stadium floor. If he was immobile for too long, then he would fall right into the traps that the Fate Weaver would whip up. He rubbed the dust out of his pupils and readied his weapon.

All of a sudden, the sky above them turned a ghastly purple, and then the color of night. It had worked, and now the moon was blazing its silver aura to light up the ring. Luxord smiled and clapped, his skin pale in the night.

“Well done, luv. I never even saw that coming, even though I deal with the rifts of Fate and Time. Bravo, I say,†the man said with a grin. He was obviously nervous, though, because a bead of sweat could be seen all the way at the other side of the stadium from the acute sense of sight of the seventh member.

Saix lifted his claymore, and let the built-up anger flow through him like a raging fire. He was starting to turn into his berserk form, and now he was confident that he could win. Saix’s now pupil-less eyes bore into the living flesh of Luxord, and the cocky British man couldn’t hide a flinch.

The blue hair berserk soared into flight, a pro to having the moon in the sky. He then called a giant beam to slash through the air and strike Luxord. The man stumbled, and then summoned a bunch of cards with his body on it again.

Saix grinned, his sharp teeth glowing. Beams shot down and struck each and every card, revealing where Luxord was hiding.

“Damn,†the flustered man cursed. He snapped his fingers and a deck of cards appeared in his hand. “What d’ you say, old chap? Want to have a little bet? If I pull an ace out of this deck consisting of only one ace and the rest twos, then I can change the night back to day?†He even showed that the cards were all two of spades, until one ace of hearts flashed by, then followed by more twos.

Saix knew better then to accept. The old ass could pull a trick on him, seeing as he could use fate to make the card an ace that he pulls from the top, even if the only ace rests at the middle. Saix shook his head, to a fake moan by Luxord. “Mkay, then. What a shame, though. You had a chance.â€

The blonde hair man snapped his fingers once again, and turned the night back to day. Saix plummeted and slammed to the ground at full speed. He felt a bone go out of place, and he couldn’t get up. The quick retreat of the moon and the march of day weakened him.

Luxord walked up to Saix and said, “Well, chap, I won.†Then, he lifted a hand and brought a card with razor-sharp edges. It sliced through Saix, and he started to disappear. The horn blew, and Luxord shook his head in mock disapointmnt. Saix growled as the spell of the stadium that cured the players wounds spread out, and Saix could stand. He refused to shake hands with the cocky gambler.

“What have we here, luv? A sore loser, I see,†Luxord poked fun at him, but Saix went away to train. He had to beat Luxord if there was ever another chance.


Marluxia heard a knock on his door, and he yelled, “Come in!†When the door openned, a deep blue haired figure walked in. The scholar, Zexion, sat next to Marluxia and opened a book without a word.

“Who gave you the right to come in and just sit on my bed without even asking?†Marluxia narrowed his eyes and pushed Zexion away. “Shoo, we don’t need a yaoi scene.†Zexion looked up and said, “Oh, really? I came here to ask you something…†Marluxia raised his eyebrows. “Cough it out!â€

“Are you ready to fight a manipulator of the darkness?†His calm eyes met Marluxia’s and stayed there for a full minute. Marluxia said slowly, “I’m fighting the Superior?†Zexion shook his head in disgust. “No, me. You really are going to be easy.â€



Next match: Marluxia vs. Zexion

Please vote on whose point of view it will be. Sorry the chapter took so long :P

 

Awww.....I kind of wanted Zexion to fight Axel and kick that cocky fire dancer to hell. But I'd like to see from Zexion's viewpoint.

 

Awwwwwww... I fully expected Saix to go pwn Luxord's British butt. Ah well. And plus, I REALLY REALLY VERY MUCH vote for Roxas and Axel to go through to the semi-finals or finals so that they have to fight each other. That would be a pwnsome match.

I also vote for Zexion's POV.

 

Cool story Xaale.
It's totally knuckle biting with the tension!!!!
Marluxia's POV.
Lol "shoo, we don't need a yaoi scene" O.o
:D

 

2-1 Zexion in the lead.

Believe me, I want to do Axel vs. Roxas. In the next round of matches, I'm having Axel versus Roxas. Also, I know most people didn't want Luxord to win but I can't everyone whose written in their POV win, lol. Anyway, I wasn't planning on him winning anyway.
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*shrug* I like Luxord....and his "British" accent.....he's very charming. :D and it's 2-1....axel-chanvii said he wanted Marluxia.

 

In my opinion, the Axel v Roxas scene should be pushed back as far as possible. The anticipation will make it more awesome when it finally comes. Though I can understand if you're itching to write it :p. It'd be cool if each was in the other's way to win the tournament, so they were forced to beat each other. (is CERTAINLY not thinking of Yu-Gi-Oh and the Yami vs Joey duels >_>)

 

Something's telling me that's what you're thinking of ;D

Mkay, maybe I should wait until later to post that fight...;D

Oh, and I saw her put Marluxia but I forgot to post that it was 2-1 :P how stupid of me. Anyway...Next chapter will be up hopefully by friday.​