A black cloaked figure walked along the shore in the darkness. His boots digging into the sand as he continued to tread forward. The only visible appearance of what laid beyond the hood was a smirk that reveled below the reach of the hood. Silver hair prodded out of laying down along the sides of his unseen face. The mysterious figure stopped looking out to the dark sea, gazing at the horizon. It was the horizon which light never came from, in this land of darkness.
" Excellent, I knew you all would be here"
He said looking over his shoulder and seeing 11 people all clad in the similar apparel, all with there hoods up. One figured stepped forward and pulled down his hood. This revealed to be Marluxia.
" Xemnas, I'm done waiting in the darkness. I made a mistake underestimating the Keyblade wielder once. I refuse to be subjected to failure again."
Xemnas' smirk only widened.
" Well Marluxia, You shall taste the satisfaction of revenge when the time is right."
With this response another figure came forward along side Marluxia, pulling his hood down to reveal Zexion.
" But when will the time be right? The time to pick up the pieces and start putting them back together is now. I'm not one to talk of fate, but give it time and it'll comply. We wait to long something will happen to hinder our progression."
Zexion glared deeply at Xemnas through his curtain of blue-ish silver hair that draped over his left eye. He realized that the time all the Organization had spent lying in wait was beginning to catch up on there nerves. The had not died, that would have been to simple, to easy. They could never truly die by the hand of one Keyblade. The Keyblade master only bought himself time. It was careless of Sora to have assumed that they were finished upon only seeing them vaporize. They vaporized and returned the darkness, growing stronger finally returning to their original forms. Xemnas made a 'Hmph' as he turned away from them once again looking at out at the sea.
" Patience, all of you. I know what I'm doing. We will succeed in the creation of Kingdom Hearts this time. We must play the game my friends. We are all players on the same team, fighting another-"
A different Black figure stepped forward pulling back his hood and a mass of red hair wisped in front of green eyes.
" Another team…You mean Sora, Goofy, and Donald right?"
Axel didn't like the idea of fighting Sora. He was Roxas, Roxas had been the only one to obtain wholeness. Secretly he wished that Roxas had never joined with Sora. Wasn't being with him good enough? Did he have to be whole? Axel also didn't see how he was fully accepted back into the Organization. He had helped Sora, he was a traitor to the Organization. There was some greater need of him and he knew it.
" No Axel, I don't mean those specific three"
Xemnas replied as he took in all the confused looks he received from the Organization members.
"Allow me to explain. It seems as though Zexion , your assumption is correct. Fate has stepped up to the challenge of keeping us down. It seems as though Fate has granted the power of the Keyblades to a few other significant individuals. They have been chosen to take us down for good. To put us all to rest.
Vexen came in at this point.
" More Keyblades are out and about? It seems as though my interest had just been peaked"
The others member nodded all in agreement. It seemed as though this news only made them more eager to return once again to the outside worlds. To search for what they all sought. They all started shuffling back and forth in anticipation. Xemnas finally put his hands out in front of him.
" It is time, It is time for us to gather our pawns and place our pieces on the board. It is time for us to all step forward and lead our offensives against the Keyblade wielders. When we defeat them, we will have obtained our reward. You all know what that reward is don't you? You all want it don't you?!"
All the members raised their hands in a unison " Yes!"
And with that the whole group of 12 people were engulfed in a massive dark portal, leading to the new beginning.
