Okay, So I got swallowed by school, and this has been needed for a long time. This chapter takes a look into the evil head quarters. This chapter is where it gets 'spicy'.
Zigfeld: She doesn't own anything except her original characters. That doesn't include some of the villians in this fic.
Thank you Ryuk The Black Moon of Shadows and long time ago idea submitter, Bandor Tentis for your villian characters who will be introduced.
Chapter 39
Blak Rein stumbled into the Black Palace, her arm gripping her waist. "Mathew! You lousy piece of meat!" she screeched. As soon as she did, the aforementioned stepped out, revealing himself.
"What is it, Rein?" he scowled. His dark colors blended with the surroundings of the room.
"You never told me that there were former Organization members with the boy." she hissed, her wound sparking shut.
"I thought you'd be more than capable to handle it." he examined his fingers nails. "I see I was wrong." he added.
"I thought you would be capable enough to lead us, but I guess not. Mecaenus." Blak scowled. He growled.
"You knew this whole time?" he looked at her with maliciousness.
"Why wouldn't I?" she responded. "I'm strong enough to take down you. And if you were wise you'd listen to everythine I'm about to say."
"How dare you-" he growled in his throat, growing enraged. She striked him down.
"Now you listen. I'm taking over this organization. And you're going to do as I tell you." She grabbed him by the collar. "And if I say 'fetch' you will. Hear me?" Mathew nodded reluctantly. "And I have some new friends who will be my second and third in command." she dropped him onto the floor as two new figures walked into the room. One had extremely pale skin that almost glittered with water. His pale blue eyes and light blue hair matched the band on his wrist and on his ankle. Then man standing next to him was of extreme height, and had darker skin, his gruff looks giving a look mysteriousness to him, as well as the black double pointed cowboy hat and long dark trench coat that went to the floor.
"This is Sulia." Rein introduced, indicating to the pale blue themed man, "and Denzon." she pointed to the other. "We'll be in charge, so you better tell Nikolas and Vycrian that they'll have to report to me, first." Rein kicked him away.
"Genuine cruelty, might I say." Sulia told her, avoiding taking to many steps on the dark tiles.
"Although, I suggest just getting rid of the small fries." Denzon told her lazily.
"All in good time. All in good time." Rein told him, sitting herself in Mathew's old seat.
"I say this place needs a new interior design." Sulia observed distastefully.
"Go for it." Blak Rein responded emotionlessly.
"Something seems to be wrong with you. What is it?" Denzon crouched in a realized position to be at her eyes level.
"Oh, nothing." she lied. She was thinking back to the fight with the keyblader.
"Get her, Luc!" the cat boy shouted. The boy nodded and summoned his keyblade and ran towards Blak Rein, preparing himself for a finishing strike. She teleported out of Zigfeld's arm and the boy hurridely stopped himself from hurting the cat boy.
"You have proved yourself a challenge." her voice rang above their heads. "But I will be stronger when we next meet." she warned.
Thinking back, Blak Rein didn't think that she really tried to hurt him. Like something was stopping her.
"Just, wait, I'll be ready." she muttered uner her breath.
Sorry, it's really short, but I thought I'd get a little feedback. This chapter was meant to show the softer side of Blak Rein. She's not just a Queen B. She's got feelings. Please Review. Happy Thanksgiving.