|x|Kingdom Hearts: Into the Void|

(OOC: Yes Starkiller your length of your post is fine. Ok there have been some changes. *TwilightNight* is taking over as Larxene since she does a wonderful job playing as her. She will also be playing as Roxas and Xemnas. If you have any questions feel free to pm me. Thank you.)

Cloud heard the voice of a friend beeping through his comlink so he pulled over to the side of the road, turned off the engine and held up his wrist to his mouth to answer. "No where in particular. I need to clear my head. I have a lot on my mind. Why did you call?" Cloud wiped the sweat from his brow and sighed for his body was in need of a shower and relaxation. His maintained his balance, but felt that his bike was going to fall over since he was so tired. "Leon, don't take what I said the wrong way. I'm exhausated and... " he fell off his bike and layed on the ground panting heavily.

Demyx knew trouble was going to start for Axel was tough as they could come plus he had an ego the size of a watermelon. He held his arm to the side and let the flame wielder approach Larxene. This was one fight he hoped not to get into. "OK, so you guys go at it and I'll just watch. Axel, you know more about her betrayal then I do so you do what you think is best just don't make the boss angry if he comes over here. Oh and by the way there are some intruders that I've never seen before and Xigbar is pissed. You would think that playing my sitar wouldn't bother anyone, but it did or maybe it the result that caused some damage?" he though out loud. "Scratch that for I'm just talking to myself as usual. You just do what you do best and I'll stay out of your way ok? He laughed nervously and sighed to himself.

 

Avaritia noted the surroundings. The void was known of its storms. The onyl safe place was the castle, and even there is a bad place to be, with wind blowing in through the windows. But, at least there wasn't any earthquakes to reach them, or thorns, in the matter.
Sometimes, an earthquake would split, and everywhere was a fault line. If you didn't fall through, thorns would sprout out, they attracted to any moving thing, to move with it. Aka, bleed it to death.
Avaritia thought that the other members were stupid to ressurect a dead organization just so that they could kill them again. The less the people, the better, she thought.
She also noted the asteroid belts that would rain down. In some places, small meteors would pelt the earth and continue. Anyone in that storm would soon be bruised all over. Your lucky if you had small meteors.
She summoned heartless guarding every road. There would be sorcerers floating on trees, neoshadows underneath bridges, and dragoons guarding the roads.
Pathetic tactic, it was the most stupidest thing she thought up of. Silly, natural, obvious, and normal. She had to clear her head. Soon, the mist would settle in, and this illusional landscape would fade out and another would take its place.

 

Leon gasped when he heard that Cloud did not respond and a sudden thud echoed in his mind. He had a feeling that Cloud was in trouble. "Cloud? Cloud! Are you all right?" His voice was course for he feared the worst. Hacking into the system, he was able to pin point the location of his fallen comrade. Leon rushed out of the door of his Radiant Garden residence and hopped on his motorcycle not caring if he was speeding through the town. Flying down the road, he spotted a weak siloutee alongside in a dirt patch. Turning off his engine, Leon jumped off his bike and sprinted to Cloud's aide. He quickly kneeled beside him and supported his head in the palm of his hand. "You're going to be okay Cloud," he opened up a bottle of ether and forced him to swallow the contents, rubbing his throat to ease the contents on its way down. Now all he had to do was wait. "Come on Cloud. You can fight this."

Axel scratched the side of his head by the instant blabbering of the melodious nocturne that irritated him. "Sheez give it a rest. You messed up again and I bet you were hiding somewhere like a coward. Oh well that's typical of your nature unless you're attempting to get on my bad side with your true "self" that you like to hide from all of us. At least when you are that side you actually fight and not run away like a dog with its tail between its legs," Axel seemed to be scolding his underling like that of a child. "But you make up for it in more ways than one," he added before turning his attention to Larxene. "Don't worry Demyx. I can handle this traitor, but she must of been brought back for a reason and we all do get a second chance I guess,'' he nonchantly spoke, devoid of any emotion.

 

OOC: I would post as Larxene first, to start off with, and then in my next reply I'll go with Roxas and Xemnas, since they require more thought on my part.

"Ah, Axel. How unfortunate it is to see your impudent face again," Larxene greeted in turn, her joyful tone completely contradicting to her biting words, looking over her shoulder at the newcomer with a poisoned smile. It didn't startle her to see someone else, other than her, and Demyx, with the situation that was surrounding them. However, now that she did see Axel, she wondered how was it that he specifically died. She had not been up to date, and she did thought over whether he had suffered before his demise, either physically, mentally, or, even though it was unfitting for them, emotionally. This was information she'd want to know, as she had believed that karma always comes back around, and what he did in Castle Oblivion would not go unpunished. There had to be something that he was sad, lonely, or killed over, anything. She didn't think Demyx would provide her with a answer, although he can perhaps fill her in on things that had occurred around the year that she was gone.

Her curiosity was surely piqued, anyway.

Learning from time spent with the redhead, his comments didn't bother her, not that they were worth to be bothered over, considering that his mocking was hardly a prize to listen to or be insulted by. The only attribute that had truly irritated her about him, was his arrogant and cocky expression that seemed to be etched in his face somehow, no matter what he was feeling. That, she wanted to punch the hell away. Then again, she was just as arrogant and prideful. Okay, fine. She wanted to rip him apart, basically. And she had all the reason to after the happenings of her demise. Larxene was surprised...as surprised as she could be, that she didn't act on her anger and disgust, and outright spell it out for him in the worst way possible now that he appeared. She had remained fairly calm, despite that her skin was crawling with hatred, and itching to present it. And it was quite tempting, to dig her claws through him, yet, that would have to wait for matters at hand. She would just have to deal for now. People might think she was temperamental, but she had more control than given credit for. Regarding his other comment, she rolled her eyes to the side, as she placed one hand on her hip, her voice bored as she sarcastically sighed in shame, "Really, what is it with people and higher ranked members? It seems we have to return to lessons from the beginning. The reason both of you are eight and nine, is because, amazingly enough, you got in the Organization as the 8th and 9th member respectively to be found. It has nothing to do with your skill, or what you possess. The only one who we have to respect is Xemnas, our Superior, which I don't, if the clue of my death is any indication, and Saïx, as second-in-command. Maybe the older members, like Xaldin, or Lexaeus. However, the rest are nothing, but colleagues, so to speak, and I don't, nor am I forced to, respect, admire, or feel any way inferior, because, in retrospect, you are all the freaking same."

She tilted her head in question. "The point? If you're going to flaunt your number around, try to think about what the hell it means first. After all, Marluxia, as our dear Axel has gotten out into the air, had been the Lord of Castle Oblivion, and he was 11, which was a role that...oh, I don't know, higher ranked members like you guys, didn't obtain. Or Roxas, 13, who can perhaps kill most of the members here in a one on one battle, minus Xaldin, or Xemnas. Capiche?" She gave a sardonic wink. "If that wasn't the case here, well, then, take it for future knowledge, so if you ever want to think that because you are higher in number, makes you believe you deserve or expect something from it. Point blank: you don't. So, if I have a business with a 'higher ranked' member placed in the degrading way as if he was Xemnas himself, then is none of your concern."

This time, she directed her sharp glare at the 8th, before she began to walk forward with a wave of her hand as dismissal, as they had a problem to deal with in terms of intruders. If the other two morons wanted to stay and chit-chat, let them be her guest, but she was moving. She was not to be stuck with them for long before her patience diminishes. The only finality she threw back as her head turned to them for a second was, "Oh. Andno one can handle me, b@stard."

With that, she went on her merry way.

 

Serenity tilted her head to he side, what in the? She unconsciously took a step forward but drew back when she realised what she was doing. What had just happened? Noone had ever gone into the mansion as far as she knew, and she doubted she could follow without being seen. But....

 

Serenity stepped from the woods and went to touch the broken gates and gasped as she watched them start to fix themselves. Without thinking she walked through them. 'Wait what am I doing?' Serenity thought to herself. As she turned to leave the gate was already closed and all she had with her was her dagger so there was no slicing her way out, and she pprobably couldn't climb the fence either.

 

Sighing Serenity walked slowly around the house, in the top window the curtains rustled and you could see drawings on the wall. The other windows were hidden behind dark curtains and nothing could be seen. "What to do, what to do....Gah you just had to be so adventurous and try something new didn't you."

 

Avaritia closed her eyes, and summoned all her power to her legs. She bended her knees, crossing her arms over her head, lowering them, and released her engery. She whisked away, and black illusional thorns apeared every few metres she ran. She was agile, and superhumanly fast. But she could only attack if she stopped, or if she extended her powers over the limit. She'd need her demonic powers with her, and some blood. Lycanthropy. She studied it for three years, and soon was a 'student in training' for it. She ran, jumping over rivers, and running along the trail. Some trees were felled by her speed, they toppling over, and where she ran was a flurry of splinters.
Supreme power to kill all humans.
She snarled.

 

Serenity huffed in annoyance and decided to go into the house...mansion. "If I see him I'll tell him.....I don't know, that I'm trying to figure out who the h*ll I am? Yeah because that's going to make complete sense." She commented dryly. She walked slowly to the open doors and walked towards the staircase, 'I guess I'll go to the room with the childs pictures.' She noted the old fashioned chandelier, the gruesome carpet and the seemingly lack of cleanliness. "I wonder, when did someone last live here?"

 

Serenity gasped in surprise and turned looking for the voice of the man. "N-no...y-yes..not really. I was outside when you came and then...." She looked down ashamed and followed the lines of the tatoos on her right arm and gripped the pick on her necklace. "I shouldn't have, I'm sorry." she murmered.

 

"I don't know the answer to either, but you can call me Serenity." She exended her hand and gave his a brief shake. She bit her bottom lip not knowing what to say next. "I guess I'll go?"she offered nervously.

 

"I don't know where I'm from so, I'm really trying to find that out but since the barriers went back up I can't get away from this planet. I guess I should really..." Serenities eyes blanked and she was somewhere else. The boy, he looked to be four now, he was walking into this room following a cat. there was someone on top of the stairs. She gasped for air, "He was here," she turned her head around as if expecting to see him smiling at her.

 

"The boy." She ran up the stairs towhere the other person had been standing, "Come on please," Serenity begged the vision. "Why won't you work when it's important?" She looked down at Advent, "He was four, I think, he has blonde hair and electric blue eyes. I don't know who he is but my visions are only about him and he was here. I have to find him."