The Uprising
The ninth chapter of "The Uprising" has arrived at last! I apologize to you for not getting this written sooner, but school and other activities prevented it. When we left off, Xigbar had defeated Luxord and taken him captive. I assure you that there will be a traumatic chapter for the poor Gambler soon. Larxene had also "persuaded" the very timid Demyx into joining their cause under threat of death. Now, the Savage Nymph, Marluxia, and Sora (who is fresh out of a victorious battle against Saix) are all on their way to the Altar of Naught, where the Superior of Organization XIII awaits them.
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Xemnas was less than pleased.
For the past hour, he had sat upon a conjured throne, watching the battle unfold through Nothingness-composed portals, and the outlook was grim. Each Loyalist had failed him in one way or another, Xaldin's death, Axel, Roxas, and Xion's abandonment, Demyx's treachery, Saix's cowardice, and Xigbar busying himself with the capture of Luxord. All of their efforts had been but a mild breeze against the momentous power of Sora. Although one of the rebels had been apprehended, three more marched towards the Superior's safe haven, hell-bent on his destruction.
Suddenly, a Corridor of Darkness opened, releasing the ninja-like Larxene, who immediately electrocuted the Sorcerer Nobodies that flanked the throne. With a sigh, Xemnas stood, and began in his usual monotone voice. "I knew you would come here, Larxene, you were always too ambitious for your own good. However, you have made a grave error. Arriving before your marionette will be your downfall. Even more foolish than that, was to arrive alone. Are you truly arrogant enough to assume you could face me without aid?"
"She did not come alone, Xemnas."
Larxene giggled as her Superior slowly rotated to face Marluxia, the pink-haired assassin in a fierce battle stance. "Your time has passed, Xemnas." He continued, carefully moving towards his cohort, but never taking his eyes off of his target. "The Organization shall be ours after we destroy you, and we will become the true rulers of Kingdom Hearts!" Xemnas only smiled, his lips becoming thin and his eyes devious. "Traitorous actions will only lead to your undoing!" With that, the platinum-haired Superior sprung into action, unleashing a flurry of attacks upon his assailants. The two countered him, and the battle began, raging onward atop the Altar.
After quite a bit of fighting, Xemnas floated into the air, an aura of power surrounding him. He slowly raised his hands outward and, without a sound, released massive beams of crimson power from both palms. The Castle seemed to be impervious to its destructive abilities, but Marluxia and Larxene were not. As the leader of the Nobodies slowly rotated midair, the revolutionists had to think quickly in order to avoid instant annihilation. Finally, Larxene summoned all eight throwing knives and forced them to float before her, pointed directly at Xemnas. With a crackle of lightning, she sped into the man, her knives leading the way. The Nothingness-wielder cried out in pain and fell to the ground, his attack ending with him.
The small victory did not last long, however, for while grasping his side, Xemnas waved his gloved hand, summoning two Nothingness-formed copies of himself to buy time. Each one quickly engaged an enemy. Although Xemnas knew that neither was powerful enough to take a traitor out, it would at least give him some time to recuperate. Just as both were destroyed, the Superior had his strength back, along with a will to fight.
Xemnas attacked once again, gaining the upper hand against them both. Right as he was about to deal the finishing blow to Marluxia, his glowing weapons met with twin silver Keyblades.
Sora had arrived.
Larxene fell into a fit of laughter while Xemnas straightened his posture, his prideful composure never faltering for an instant. "Keybearer of Light," He began. "I have been anxiously awaiting your arrival. I suppose you wish to kill me now." Sora slowly removed his hood, revealing deep circles under both eyes. "No. You don't deserve death . . . Not after what you let happen to Namine." Xemnas chuckled at his naivety, but did not correct him, knowing the attempt would be futile. Without another word, the two engaged each other, flashes of power erupting every time their blades met.
This continued as Larxene and Marluxia watched on, observing but never interrupting. It was a test of the boy's power, but they had no intention of letting him fail. If it ever looked like Sora was losing, they planned to intervene, but luckily, he never did. The teenager fought valiantly, a fierceness that could only be brought out of him by the power of his love. His heart was strong, and so were his attacks. Xemnas could not hold on much longer and everyone knew it.
At last, Sora cornered the Superior in front of his throne, and with a fluid motion of his Keyblades, pushed him down onto it. Marluxia promptly summoned black thorns to bind him in place, where Xemnas writhed to no avail. The vines held in place as the Graceful Assassin began to absorb his powers, the victim's eyes growing dim as the process continued. Unbeknownst to everyone was Larxene, kneeling behind the throne, taking a fair amount of energy herself. At last the deed was done, but Xemnas was not dead. He was now a prisoner of war, a trophy of the rebellion.
The Organization was now ruled by another. The revolt had succeeded.
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There we go! The revolutionists have won, but things are just getting started! The rogue agents are still in hiding, safely tucked away in Twilight Town, and the Loyalists will be coming together soon, led by Zexion. Let's not forget about their own dark puppet, Riku! Meanwhile, Namine remains in a comatose state, under the watchful eye of Sora, however her dreams have allowed true memories to leak from her mind. How will they affect Kairi? Stay tuned and find out! Please remember to review!