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He watched while that traitor was ruining their plans.
"Xemnas is using you to destroy the heartless, that's his big master plan."
"Xemnas?"
"The guy you just saw, He's their leader. Got it memorized?"
That same old phrase. After al those years, he had given up on the plan. And now he was betraying all of them, it hardly came as a surprise.
"X-E-M, N-A-S."
"Organization XIII wants to get rid of the Heartless?"
"Man, you're slow."
Even when their plan fell apart, there was still a chance to get back what they lost so many years ago. While he doubted that Xemnas would stay true to his word, it was still a way to reach his goals.
"Every Heartless slain with that Keyblade releases a captive heart, that is what the Organization is after."
"So what are those guys gonna do with the hearts?"
"I'm not telling."
Well that was a surprise. It seems like someone still has some cards left to play. Ugh he was beginning to sound like Luxord.
"Tell us."
"You. . . You're the one that kidnapped Kairi!"
"Bingo, the name's Axel. Got it memorized?"
"Where is Kairi?"
Lets see how you tell him how you lost his girlfriend. If he had a heart he would've been amused by his attempts to fix his mistakes, unfortunately for his late friend not all things can be fixed so easily.
"Please, Just tell me!"
"Look, about Kairi. . ."
Well, time to end this charade.
"I'm sorry."
"Axel!"
"Uh-oh."
And he fled again, how predictable. But knowing Axel it wouldn't take long before they met again.
"We'll ensure he receives the maximum punishment."
He was woken from his sleep by the sound of a large argument in one of the nearby parts is of the castle.
Several days passed since the whole nightmare incident. Most things returned to normal, others didn't. Ever since the incident a pattern started to develop, Rhixos would try to get back at Xeac because of the public humiliation. As a result of the attempts Xeac would punish him, causing the whole thing to repeat itself.
Well until this morning that is.
"No, I'm not coming down."
"Come on, you're being ridiculous." Axis shouted.
Everyone had been woken by Rhixos shouting like a madman. It had even woken Saïx, who ordered Xeac to get him down, who, in turn, ordered Noxer to get him down. So far all plans had failed, mostly due to the fact that he was standing on a ledge that was overlooking the endless void the castle was floating above. Since then most people had left, save for Shaarx, Axis, Xerille and Noxer himself.
"Doesn't anyone here realize that we don't exist, and we live in a floating castle in a world that doesn't exist?"
"Shut up Rhixos we're trying to think down here." Axis shouted again.
"Should we really be so hard on him? The guy hasn't slept in days thanks to our glorious second in command." Shaarx said.
"And several days ago, I swear I saw a bear walking through the hallways."
Shaarx stiffened, she looked over her shoulder and noticed Noxer eyeing her suspiciously, but he didn't say anything.
"Keep quiet Rhixos, you were just hallucinating, it comes with the madness." Shaarx shouted.
"We worship a damn moon."
"Will you shut it, I'm starting to get a headache." Noxer growled, he rubbed his temple when he suddenly got the perfect plan. " Wait here." He ran around the corner, and came back a few minutes later with four crossbows.
"Where did you get those?" Shaarx questioned.
"I acquired them from some Sniper Nobodies."
"And by that he means he knocked them out, tied them up, threw them in a closet and stole their weapons." Xerille elaborated.
"Yes…"
"Anyway, what do you plan to do with them?" Axis asked, even though she had a vague idea.
"Easy. We shoot him."
"Doesn't that. . . You know. . . hurt?"
"Your point?"
"Didn't Xeac say he wanted you to get him down unharmed?"
"Actually he said to get him down relatively unharmed. I'm sure he's willing to overlook a few holes."
"You guys are going to shoot me? You suck!" Rhixos shouted.
"Never mind, I'm sick of this, give me one of those things."
After distributing the crossbows, explaining how they worked, they were finally ready to end this ridiculous standoff. They stood lined up from left to right, first Shaarx, then Axis, followed by Noxer and then Xerille.
"Shaarx, you're going out of turn."
"I thought I went after Xerille?"
"No, we go in line. It goes you then Shaarx, then me, then Xerille, then back down to me, then Axis then me then me, then you, me, Axis, me, me, Xerille, me, you, me, me, me, Axis, you. Me. . . then me again."
"But wait, doesn't that mean you go twice as much? Or, ten times as much?" Xerille Questioned, only to get no response.
He shot.
"You're enjoying this aren't you?" Axis asked.
"Yes, I even made a jingle about it." He answered before taking a deep breath.
"Please don't-."
"I just wish Rhixos was dead!" He sang.
"I hate you." Rhixos said
"Put a bullet through his head!" He and Shaarx sang together.
"What the-. Shaarx, how do you know this song?"
"Oh. It's been in my dreams for days. Now it all makes sense, Thank Kingdom Hearts."
"WHAT?" Rhixos shouted.
"I thought I was crazy when I woke up in the middle of the night with my Gunblade aimed at your head."
Noxer chuckled. "Well ain't that the power of music."
"Shaarx why didn't you tell me about it?"
"Oh shut up. It wasn't even loaded."
With their little conversation finished Noxer proceeded with shooting at the still stunned Rhixos.
"My leg!" Rhixos cried.
Noxer smirked "This is the most fun I had since the Mystery meat incident." He shot another arrow at Rhixos, which he barely managed to dodge. "Hey Rhixos! Move back and forth like one of those ducks at the carnival!"
Rhixos managed to duck just in time to avoid the next few arrows that were shot at him.
"No, don't duck, that makes you harder to hit. Act like a duck!"
"Wait a second, that was my turn." Axis complained.
"This is the lightning round." Noxer answered.
"Who's in the lightning rou-?"
"Me."
"Alright, fuck this, I'm coming down."
Meanwhile in the Where Nothing Gathers.
Xeac appeared in his seat, and saw that the debriefing had already begun. Xaryn had returned earlier today and Saïx had decided that he wanted to do this personally rather then to get some kind of report. It appeared that his previous errant had taken him longer then it looked.
"You're late."
He looked up to see that Saïx appeared to be more irritated then usually; it probably had something to do with Rhixos' breakdown this morning. After receiving a glare from Saïx for a few seconds, the debriefing continued.
"So, what happened after you and that prince managed to get into the city?"
"Well, when we reached the grain supplies-"
Flashback
It had took them a while to fight their way though the horde of undead creatures that blocked the main gate, but now they were approaching the burning city's center. He could see the robed figure of the necromancer standing near the city's grain silos, he was wearing a black robe and carried a large book in one hand, while he held a large staff in the other. Two ghouls were standing guard next to them. It looked like he was expecting them, which wasn't so surprising considering the mess they left at the front gate.
"Hello again, children. I am Kel'thuzard. And I've come to deliver a warning. Leave well enough alone. Your curiosity will be the death of you."
Even though they were sure that they had found the origin of the plague, the prince still questioned the old man. "Are you responsible for this plague, necromancer? Is this cult your doing?"
"Yes, I ordered the Cult of the Damned to distribute the plagued grain. But the sole credit is not mine." The necromancer admitted.
Jaina stepped forward. "What do you mean?"
"I serve the Dreadlord Mal'Ganis. He commands the Scourge that will cleanse this land and establish a paradise of eternal darkness."
Arthas was barely containing his anger "And what exactly is this Scourge meant to cleanse?"
"Why, the living of course. His plan is already set in motion. Seek him out at Stratholme if you need further proof." Kel'thuzard answered before ordering his minions to attack.
The Ghouls moved forward, revealing their sharp-clawed hands. Jaina sidestepped one of the ghoul's attacks while she fired a fireball at the other, forcing it back. Arthas' hammer smashed into the other undead creature, the sound of breaking bones filled the city center, the force of the hammer blow had thrown it against a building. The other Ghoul had found his way to behind Xaryn, attempting to attack him while his attention was elsewhere, but it could never close enough. In one swift motion he turned around and sent a wave of dark fire in the general direction of the Ghoul. The undead being had no time to dodge the attack, it had already started its charge. The fire warped around the creature, for the few seconds that it was alive after being hit it let out an unholy scream while the fire was melting away what was left of its skin and even parts of its bones. The other Ghoul was more agile then his unfortunate ally, after being smashed against the wall it had quickly recovered, it dodged both Xaryn's and Jaina's fire attacks and made a beeline towards the sorcerer, Only to be intercepted by Arthas' hammer moments before it could attack. Apparently the Ghoul could not take a second hit, and the creature landed on the ground with its neck snapped.
When they looked around they noticed that the necromancer had used the distraction to escape. Arthas quickly ran into the grain silos, only to confirm his fears.
"All the granaries are empty. The shipments have already been sent out, we're to late."
"Why does it matter that the grain is gone?" Xaryn asked, not sure what the grain had to do with both the plague and the undead.
"We believe that the necromancers that control the undead use the plague to weaken Lordaeron's army and its villages." Jaina said, she walked over to one of the now empty crates of gain. "They use the grain to infect people without being detected. Andorhal is the grain distribution center for the northern burrows, if they managed to even sent one shipment, there is no telling how many villages could get infected."
"Then we need to find the missing grain before it gets to it's destination."
Arthas rejoined the conversation after having spoken to a soldier. "Not yet, our scouts have found tracks leading deep into the nearby forest, it could be the location of that necromancer's hideout, we're going check it out before we go."
"Alright, lead the way."
With the soldier as their guide, and accompanied by a small army they headed into the woods, not knowing what kind of twisted creatures could be hiding in the shadows. The deeper they got the more twisted the forest got, at fist the change was subtle a few dead trees here and there. But soon the changes became more visible, spots of ground looked like they had just died of, leaving sickening patches of black dirt with an ominous green mist hovering over it. Now and then they would find bones sticking out of the ground, whether they had belonged to a traveling merchant that had gotten lost, a bandit that had fled into the forest after stealing something of great value, or an innocent child that had wandered to far while playing and had thus paid the price. They traveled for at least several hours and day had turned to night, determined to reach the center of the corrupted forest, and once they finally got there they were blocked by a huge gate at the entrance of a cave. Xaryn noted the absence of noise, not a single insect, bird or other animal could be heard, he figured that they had been scared off, or killed by whatever was lying in wait for them behind that gate.
"Open it." Arthas ordered.
Several men made way for a battering ram, but to their surprise the gate opened on its own. As soon as it had, a bone chilling wind swept through it, several soldiers lost their nerve and ran back into the woods. A few minutes later their screams of horror could be heard by the remaining men, then the ripping of flesh in the silent forest, after that nothing. Xaryn focused his attention on the buildings on the other side of the gate; they looked like some kind of old ruins, the perfect hiding spot if you wanted to practice necromancy.
"Orders, sir?" a Captain asked.
"Move in, but stay on your guard." The prince answered. "Four of you." he pointed towards a group of knights. "Follow me."
One group at a time, Arthas' men entered the ruins on the other side of the gate, the eerie green lanterns that hung from the walls where the only form of lighting beside the glow of the full moon. The old stone buildings looked like they hadn't been used in centuries, every now and then a few soldiers would check a building, only to find nothing. The same eerie silence as before fell upon them, the men began to whisper, some of them had heard the stories about this place, however the rumors were quickly quelled by their commanding officers.
After about three minutes walking they reached what looked like the central building, a large doorway marked its entrance, but there was also a large hole, ten meters away from the doorway.
Jaina walked over to hole. "I think this leads to some kind of catacombs, but I can't say for sure."
"We'll spit up, Captain Falric and half of the men will stay here to keep the exit secure, Xaryn will take some men and move through the catacombs while Jaina and I will lead an attack through the main entrance."
Xaryn nodded and took a few torches from the walls and passed them to the soldiers before jumping down the hole. The soldiers hesitantly followed, and after a while they had all disappeared in the darkness. Moments later Arthas' and Jaina's group headed into the building.
The inside of the building looked much like the outside, the walls looked even older on the inside and some of the huge blocks of stone, which made up the interior of the building, looked like they could fall down at any moment, crushing anyone or anything unlucky enough to stand underneath them. Other then that the building looked like any other crypt, coffins on both sides of the room, and shadows everywhere, giving creatures of all kinds of sorts enough room to hide. They moved through the room, careful not to alert anyone of their presence. They almost made it across. But when they reached the center of the room one unfortunate soldier tripped over a pile of bones. The sound of the metal armor hitting the floor echoed through the tomb, alerting everyone inside.
Arthas turned around quickly, pulling the soldier back up to his feet. Hoping that nobody had heard them.
"Hurry up! We need to get out of here before-" He was cut of by a demonic voice.
"INTRUDERS!"
Coffins opened, revealing their long deceased occupants. They woke from their ancient slumber to heed the call of their master, and cleanse their home of anyone that dared to intrude. They charged at the soldiers, who desperately tried to defend themselves, swords clashed against bones, screams filled the once silent chamber and in the midst of the chaos stood Arthas. He was swinging his hammer at every undead in sight, the massive weight of the weapon would easily cause the creatures to crumble into small heaps of bones. He looked around and noticed that they were losing; every soldier that died would be raised from the dead moments later to tear apart his former comrades. He sidestepped a skeleton and quickly casted a holy spell, the spell hit dead on, and it's once white bones turned as black as the night before falling to the ground. He looked to his left and noticed Jaina keeping away the undead with a large arsenal of spells. They needed to find a way to end this fast, otherwise they would be overrun by the undead.
"INTRUDERS!"
Outside the sudden breaking of the silence had also caused some trouble, or a lot of trouble depending how you looked at it. While Falric had the most soldiers out of the three groups he also had the largest problem. The moment the voice spoke a chilling wind came out of the building, sending shivers down the men's spines, some of them thought that enough was enough and decided to make a run for the gate. But to their absolute horror it started closing, at first it was almost impossible to notice, then the creaking started, with a speed that no one could have expected the massive gate slammed shut. The old skull that was carved on it looked like it was laughing at the human's foolish mistake to ever come to this place.
"Be on your guard men!" Falric drew his sword and scanned every hiding spot in the entrance hall. "We don't know what's hiding in the shadows." Suddenly he though he saw something in one of the other chambers. He beckoned to a group of soldiers to check it out. The men looked at each other before entering the room, ready to face anything they could encounter.
A few seconds passed, he could see that his men where on edge, a single startling sound and they would attack anything that looked like it was going to attack. His train of thoughts was interrupted when he got word back from one of the scouts.
"Nothing in there Captain."
He released a breath he didn't know he was holding. But his little moment to relax didn't last long.
"Captain! You need to see this." Another soldier cried.
He walked over to the source of the voice and saw a few swordsmen standing near the entrance to the catacombs, at first he was confused, there was no way that the troops they had send down there had already returned, but as he got closer he saw what had happened. The entrance to the catacombs, the large gaping hole that looked even more menacing then before, had collapsed, whether it had happened because of that voice or because of tremors caused by the gate when it had locked them in here, he didn't know. What he did know was that there was no way they could clear the debris, so a retreat through the catacombs was out of the question. This also meant that there would be no possible way to reinforce the men still in the lower parts of the cave.
He noticed some odd looking shadows at the edge of his vision, and quickly turned around to face them, only to find nothing. While he stood there pondering if his mind was playing tricks on him, he suddenly heard the distinctive sound of an arrow flying past him, then he heard a thud he couldn't place. He looked behind him, and noticed, much to his horror, that one of the soldiers standing behind him had an arrow stuck in his neck. The soldier tried to pull the projectile out of his neck; only to fail and fall to the ground seconds later, blood still flowing out of his wound. Before Falric could issue orders, arrows landed all around him and his men, most men managed to bring up their shields, others were not so lucky and could feel the arrows pierce their flesh as they hit weak spots in their armor.
Skeletal arms busted out of the ground and grabbed the ankles of any soldier near them; they were shortly followed by other parts of the undead bodies.
"AMBUSH!" A soldier cried, shortly before being pulled to the ground, and ripped apart by the savage creatures. He would join their ranks minutes later.
Falric noticed that the arrows were coming from a higher part of the cave so he grabbed one of the torches that littered the ground and threw it to the higher parts of the cave, it fell on one of the ledges and illuminated area around it, revealing several undead archers, their bodies covered by thin leather armor. Other soldier followed the Captain's example, and soon the entire ambush force was revealed, or at least the ranged part of the ambush force, as more and more undead warriors were raised out of the ground.
Falric bashed a skeleton out of the way with his shield. "Form up in a square formation!" he ordered. "Archers and clerics in the center." He stabbed another skeleton in the chest, only for the creature to let out an ominous laugh before head-butting him, as he fell to the ground he lost grip of his sword and shield, each landed several feet away.
However before he make any attempt to grab them the skeleton jumped on top of him and started clawing at his armor, it stopped for a moment and looked up to him.
"Do you fear death human?" It's voice sounded hollow and tainted.
Before he could do anything, the skeleton was distracted by a body falling on its legs. Taking the moment for granted, the captain desperately looked around for anything that could help him get that thing of him.
After searching the rough cavern floor for something that could help him escape for a few seconds, his hand landed on a medium sized rock, not to heavy or to light. He grabbed the stone, and looked back up just in time to see the skeleton returning its attention to him. It swung its sword backwards preparing to finish him of. He summoned all his strength, and lashed out.
Crack
He had hit the creature right at its temple, as was evident by the newly formed cracks at said location.
The skeleton remained in an upright position for a few seconds before it fell clattering to the ground. As dead as it had been a few minutes ago. He pushed both the body of the fallen soldier and the skeleton of his legs, grabbed his sword and shield and rejoined the battle, smashing and striking undead as he went.
"INTRUDERS!"
The entire catacombs shook from the sudden disturbance, a some parts of the ceiling fell, crushing soldiers, and convincing others to take their chances elsewhere. The soldiers that fled however, were quickly stopped as another part of the ceiling came crumbling down right on top of them.
As the dust settled Xaryn quickly assessed the situation from one of the room's dark corners
Their exit was blocked by several large chunks of rock; most of the soldiers had been killed, leaving only him and three others. Worst of all one of the rocks had glazed him, breaking right through his armor and giving him a gash in his left arm, limiting his casting abilities. He inwardly cursed both Xeac and Saïx for not teaching him any cure magic and the mission parameters of not revealing the Keyblade.
"Is everyone alright?" A swordsman said as he pushed some debris of him. His armor looked dented but otherwise in good shape.
"Alright? You're asking if everyone's alright? Hell! Almost everyone is dead!" Another responded. He walked up to the first swordsmen and looked just about ready to punch him.
"Leave the kid alone Douglas." The last one intervened, "He's just trying to help." apparently he had lost his helmet, and once he had stepped out of the shadow Xaryn could get a better look at him. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes and a small cut on his forehead, No doubt gotten during the collapse. A battle-axe stood ready at his side.
"Screw you Arthur!" Douglas snapped, "We're stuck down here, with light knows what lurking in the shadows." he turned around to face the other warrior. "If we want to get out of here we don't have time for dumb questions." He pointed at the first soldier. "And if Felix here wants to play twenty questions, we should just leave him, I heard the dead love to talk while they rip someone apart."
"That doesn't give you the right to-"
"Guys listen!" Felix interrupted. He walked up towards the two, earning a glare from Douglas.
"What is it this time? Did you lose your sword or is your helmet too cramped." he sneered.
"Shut up Douglas, I heard it too."
"Arthur, we don't have time for this, we need to ge-"
"H-h-help m-m-me."
The three men stopped arguing and searched the dark cave for the origin of the sound, their steps echoed through the underground network of tunnels.
Unknown to both Xaryn and the surviving soldiers, several miles further into the catacombs the ruckus had awakened something more terrifying then your average undead minion.
"Did anyone hear where it came from?" Arthur whispered. He looked into one of the many tunnels that were connected to the room, searching for any sign that betrayed an unfriendly presence.
Douglas pushed aside a pile of rubble near one of the exits of the room. "Nothing here." He turned around to face the other two. "Are you two sure you're not imagining things?"
"You heard it to didn't you? That would mean that every one of us is imagining the same thing."
Douglas shrugged "I don't know, maybe I'm dead, this is hell and I'm forced to live with the two of you in this cave for all eternity?"
"Will you shut up and keep searching?"
"Guys! I think I found something!" Felix stood near the entrance, attempting to push aside one of the larger boulders that blocked it.
"Well, what did you find? Your common sense?" Douglas joked.
Arthur walked over to the boulder, he and Felix pushed it with all their strength, unfortunately it wouldn't budge. "Get over here Douglas, and help us out will ya?"
"Fine I'm coming, jeez."
They tried again, this time with Douglas helping them, they were able to get some movement into the rock.
"It's moving!"
"Shut up and push, Felix!" With their combined strength they managed to push aside the boulder. It fell aside with a large thud, revealing the source of the sound; a soldier that had been trapped during the collapse. His legs were still buried in the massive pile and his left arm that had just been freed from the boulder started bleeding relentlessly.
Arthur took a closer look "Shit. It's Phius."
The injured soldier looked up to the three. "Get me out of here!"
They grabbed the soldier's uninjured arm. "Alright on three."
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
"PULL!"
"AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH"
Startled by the scream Felix dropped the torch.
"Shit! Did anyone see where it landed?"
Felix searched the floor until his hand landed on something solid. "I think I found it."
"That's my foot."
"Oh, sorry."
Xaryn rubbed the bridge of his nose and decided it was time to step in. "Perhaps I can help?"
"Who said that?"
Although he couldn't see them he was pretty sure that the two veteran Soldiers just tensed.
"Who are you?"
The Nobody created a small flame in the palm of his hand, illuminating the cave. "Better?"
Arthur picked up the now relocated torch and lit it. "Thanks. But you didn't answer the question."
"Isn't he the guy Prince Arthas send with us?" Felix interrupted.
"Yes I am." he walked around the three men and took a closer look at the wounded soldier, who had lost conscious during the search for the torch. "It appears he is stuck."
"Well thank you Captain obvious, is there anything else you wanna tell us?" Douglas snarled.
"Yes. I'll be going now." He walked past the men and into the direction of one of the tunnels. Only to be stopped by a hand pulling him back. He looked behind him and noticed that it was the youngest of the three that had stopped him.
"You can't leave us here!" Felix adjusted his stance, attempting to look more intimidating. "We still have to help Phius."
Xaryn was unimpressed. "Look, Your buddy 'Phius' has his legs crushed underneath all that debris and is loosing a lot of blood as we speak, the only reason why he hasn't bled to death is because the same boulders that crushed his legs also stopped the blood circulation. Simply put; we move him, he dies. We leave him, he dies. Nothing we can do about it."
"But we can't just…" The young soldier started.
"Save it kid. As much as I hate it, he's right." Arthur said, he walked over to where Phius was lying. "You three go ahead, I'll catch up with you." One by one they started leaving the room, Xaryn first, soon followed by Douglass. Felix, however, stayed in the room for a few more minutes, watching Phius' unmoving form.
"This isn't right."
"I know kid, I know." Arthur turned his head and, looked him right in the eyes "You better go find the others before we get separated." he looked back at Phius. "And besides you shouldn't have to see this."
Felix nodded and walked over to the tunnel the others had used, out of the corner of his eye he saw Arthur raising his axe. "I'm sorry."
Moments later Felix caught up with Douglass and Xaryn; Arthur joined them a few minutes after that. Everyone kept silent as they ventured deeper into the tunnels. The further they went, the more corpses they stumbled upon, at first it was barely noticeable, a single corpse every now and then, but later on it became more evident. Whole piles of bodies, sometimes neatly stacked, otherwise just dumped on top of each other like bricks.
After venturing further and further into the enemy fortress they eventually entered a circular room, it only had one other entrance and looked like the other parts of the huge underground ruins. Except for one thing.
"What's with all the strange runes?"
The entire room was covered with various types of old runes, some were small, others were larger, they appeared in a variety of colors, some red or blue, others the distinctive green the necromancers seemed like some much.
The group stopped in the center of the room, eyeing the many runes that could release their magical powers at any moment.
Arthur took a few steps towards the exit. "We should keep moving. There's no telling what the necromancer has in store for us." As he finished his sentence they heard what sounded like the footsteps of a thousand soldiers echoing through the hallways they had just exited.
They walked back towards the entrance of the room. "It sounds like someone raised every corpse in the catacombs." Douglas said with a mixture of fear and awe present in his voice.
"Alright. Listen up."
Everyone turned to Arthur. "We can't let that army reach the surface." The older soldier looked Xaryn right in the eyes. "It looks like you'll have to go on by yourself. We'll hold back that army for as long as we can while you try to warn the others."
Xaryn nodded and began walking toward the other side of the room.
Seconds after he was out of hearing range, Douglas started arguing. "And why should we stay and hold them off? We could have just let him stay behind, and go after the necromancer ourselves."
"We swore an oath to protect this kingdom and its inhabitants, you're suggesting that we break that oath and let someone else fight our battles for us?" Arthur said, a bit surprised by his friends sudden lack of pride. "Are you afraid we can't beat some long deceased warriors?"
"Of course not. I was just wondering why you didn't decide to take the easy way out."
"Well I tho-" Their discussion was cut short when the first undead turned around the corner.
Douglas drew his sword and shouted a battle cry "FOR LORDEARON!" before charging into the enemy ranks, quickly followed by Felix and Arthur.
Xaryn walked over to the other side of the room. He nearly reached the doorway when a figure emerged for it. He was wearing the same black and green robes all the other cultists whore, but something about him seemed different.
The cultist removed his hood, showing his pale skin, baldhead and sunken eyes. The moment he did large stones in the same shape as the doorways blocked of all exits to the room.
The cultist reached towards his back, grabbing two double-edged axes, and got into a battle stance. "You are not welcome here Nobody." Xaryn's eyes widened and the cultist smiled. "You didn't think the master didn't notice the peculiar aura of darkness your kind emits. He knew of your arrival the moment you came near him."
He walked closer to Xaryn and was now merely inches away from the Nobody. "That leaves us with two options. Either you and your kind aid us in our glorious quest, or you die here."
Xaryn moved his hands behind his back and started forming a large amount of fire in them. "There is a third option." He said.
The cultist narrowed his eyes. "And what would that be?"
Xaryn thrusted his hand forward, releasing the attack he had been charging right into the face of the cultist. "I kill you and complete my mission."
The cultist slammed into the wall hard enough to create cracks into it, and then fell to the ground. He didn't get up.
With that little interruption taken care off Xaryn began walking towards the door, but when he reached it, he felt something off; he rolled to the left seconds before an axe flew passed the spot where he had stood.
"Where are you going Nobody? Did you really think this was going to be that easy?"
The cultist rose from the spot he had been laying, and despite Xaryn's assumptions looked very much alive. But on closer inspection he saw that his attack had definitely wounded him. His neck hung at an odd angle and his face was badly burned.
"How did you. . ." He started, a little dumbfound that the cultist had managed to survive such a powerful attack.
"Survive?" The cultist finished. "Death is only the beginning, your kind should know that better then anyone." He summoned his axe back to his hands. "Now lets see if the master's interest into your kind was well deserved."
He charged forward, closing the distance at an alarming speed. So fast that Xaryn barley had time to dodge an axe aimed at his face. He aimed a fire attack at the cultist's chest, only to have it swatted out of the way by a well-timed axe. He rolled backwards, trying to get some distance between himself and his attacker.
"Not so fast! FIRE!"
All over the room the odd red runes began to glow before releasing red hot flames aimed at the Nobody. He jumped out of the way, the idea of becoming a piece of grilled meat not looking very appealing.
"You're not going anywhere!"
The cultist threw another axe, keeping him on the defensive. Xaryn shot another dark fira in the general direction of the cultist, which he blocked effortlessly. This was getting him nowhere, he needed to find a way to get close enough so he couldn't keep blocking or dodging his attacks.
He had an idea.
He created a wall of dark fire and launched it at the cultist, who barely managed to jump over it, burning his foot in the progress. He fell to the floor head-first.
"Aaarg" He pushed himself up and looked around for his opponent, finding no trace of him in the entire room his expression turned to one of pure anger.
"WHERE ARE YOU COWARD!" He yelled. "When I find you I'm going to rip you apart piece by piec-"
"Boo."
He turned around just in time to see Xaryn fire a blast of fire right into his chest, sending him flying across the room.
The cultist quickly recovered and threw an axe in the direction he had just been flung from, only to hit a wall. He was about to look around when he felt a burning heat on his back and turned around just in time to see Xaryn disappear in a corridor.
He grinned. "Let's see you hide now! Dispell!"
The blue runes in the room glowed brightly and a blue pulse swept through the room, and just a few feet off the room's center an astonished Xaryn appeared. In a second the cultist summoned his weapons and threw them at the dazed Nobody, at the same time he called upon the runes for another fire attack.
"FIRE!"
The red runes glowed again and unleashed their magic payload once more.
Xaryn rolled to the left and dodged the first axe, shot a dark fira at the first fireball, causing it to explode. He spotted another fireball out of the corner of his eye and rolled to the right, dodging the fireball but putting himself in path of the second axe. His armor took the blow but its force was enough to make him stagger, leaving him open for the third and fourth fireballs.
They send him flying across the room, his melted armor clattered as it hit the hard stone floor, and he only stopped sliding when he hit the wall.
The cultist limped over to Xaryn and crouched to look him in the eyes.
"Well as fun as this was, it's time to end this. HEAL!"
All across the room the green runes lit up and in the middle of the chamber a large green beam of energy formed. The cultist started to limb towards the beam.
"Hey, you forgot something." Xaryn got up and grabbed the cultist's axe that was still imbedded into his armor and threw it into the cultist's foot, effectively pinning him to the floor. He quickly ran towards the beam.
The cultist pulled his axe out of his foot. "Oh no you don't. FIRE!" The red runes fired again. But it was too late, Xaryn entered the beam moments before the orbs of fire hit, and after glowing in a brilliant verdant color it healed all his wounds before disappearing. He grinned, with his injured hand healed he could use the more advanced forms of his powers.
"Let me show you true power." He created a large vortex of fire around him, moving his hands along with the currents of the flames, when he deemed it large enough he spread his arms outward. The fire followed its master's command, and slowly but surely, began engulfing the room. It only stopped when it hit the walls, destroying any magical texts written on them.
When the fire cleared the cultist was, surprisingly, still standing. His flesh was simply boiled off in some places, and his cloak was burned, but he still summoned his axes to his side. Xaryn frowned, no man could have survived such an attack, not unless... realization dawned on his face.
"You're not a cultist are you? You're not even alive."
The "cultist" smirked. "I'm impressed, I didn't think you would find out so soon. The cultist you fought died when you used your teleportation attack, and I have been controlling his body ever since."
The corpse ran towards Xaryn, swiping its axes as it did. The Nobody charged a fira in his hand and shot it at the deceased man, it did nothing to slow him down. The corpse got within striking range, it swung one axe down, Xaryn sidestepped it and punched the undead in the face, only to get a sharp pain in his hand for his trouble.
He jumped a few feet back and nursed his hand in pain. "Yes Xaryn, punch the dead guy, only because he is controlled by someone else, who is probably far away, I'm sure you can hurt him." He muttered. He wondered what would have happened if he had taken another mission, he bet the others didn't have to worry about zombies trying to kill them.
He was pulled back to reality when an axe flew past his face.
The zombie punched him in the gut, causing him to buckle over and fall to the ground. "Well this is disappointing, I studied your kind for quite a while and when I noticed the peculiar energy you radiate I was rather. . . excited to encountered a live specimen in Andorhal's town square.
Xaryn narrowed his eyes. "Kel'thuzard?"
"The one and only." The zombie held its axes a little closer to his neck then he could appreciate. "It's a shame really, your kind would have been such a useful ally, but you had to stick your nose into matters that don't concern you."
The corpse grinned, probably mirroring the necromancer. He was about to deliver the killing blow when Xaryn lung his wrist upward, causing a pillar of dark fire to erupt under the necromancer's minion, the sheer force of the attack launched it against the ceiling before it fell to the ground with a loud *crack*.
It didn't get back up.
"Well that took long enough."
He walked over the now truly dead body and grabbed one of the axes. He then walked over to still sealed exit, place his hand on the stone and blew up the rock in a fiery explosion.
He walked up a stairway and ended up on a balcony overlooking some kind of throne room. When he looked down he was met by a surprising sight.
Jaina and Arthas were fighting the necromancer, who was holding his own against his younger attackers but only barely. Anything could tip the battle into the favor of either side, and Xaryn was planning to do just that.
He coated the axe with a small layer of fire before throwing it towards the old wizard at an alarming speed. Kel'thuzard saw it coming, and jumped out of the way, but hitting him had never been his goal. The attack had distracted the necromancer and had allowed Arthas to get close enough to attack him.
The wizard could only watch as Arthas' hammer slammed into his chest. The old man staggered backwards and coughed up blood, only remaining standing because of his staff.
"Naïve fools, my death will make no difference in the long run. As for now, the scourging of this land begins."
The man collapsed, his injuries killing him.
Captain Falric entered the room. "Milord, we have secured the entrance, but we didn't find any of the men we send into the catacombs."
Arthas looked up, towards the balcony, but found nothing there. "Very well. Captain prepare the men to leave this place."
"As you wish Milord."
Meanwhile Xaryn had entered a dark corridor and was on his way back to the castle.
Flashback end.
"And that's what happened." Xaryn finished. He looked up to Saïx, who appeared to be in deep thought.
"You completed your mission and did so without using the keyblade, just as was requested. Although the fact that they know about our existence is disturbing, it wasn't within your power to prevent it." He absentmindedly dismissed him. "Go, finish your report and get some rest."
Xaryn disappeared in a swirl of darkness, leaving the Organization's number I and II to discuss these new developments.
In some other part of Castle.
Axis was bored. After they had been ordered to get Rhixos down from that ledge both Saïx and Xeac had disappeared, leaving no one to give them their missions. At first it was fun, but as the day progressed thing became boring. Now she and a recently recovered Rhixos where sitting in the Gray Area.
"I'm bored." She thought out loud.
Rhixos looked up from a mountain of mission reports. Yes, you read that correctly. After getting some sleep he had decided to do all his overdue mission reports, the main reason for him doing this was Saïx' threat off sending him on a mission with not one, not two, not three, but four Emerald Serenades.
So far the threat proved effective.
"Well, go find Erox or Shaarx." He told her before diving back into the paperwork. "Or you could help me finish this."
"I can't. Erox is training the new guy and Shaarx wandered off somewhere."
"Well, where are they training?"
"Port Royal."
Meanwhile in Port Royal.
"Our goal is to infiltrate the prison. What would you do to get in there?" Erox asked. They where hiding in a dark ally near the building.
"We could possibly get in through the roof or just use a corridor to get in." The newest member, Xylier answered. He had spiky silver hair, his right eye was green and his left eye was completely white, if he had to guess, he would say that eye was blind.
"Not bad, but there is an easier way." He looked at the other Nobodies face, studying it for any signs of him knowing what he was talking about. After finding none he pointed towards a local church. "We can disguise ourselves as priests and get into the prison under the guess of performing last rites or something like that."
"Alright that sounds like a plan."
15 minutes later.
"You two unknown assailants stand trial here today because of the following crimes. Impersonation of a priest of the Church of England, assaulting soldiers serving under English crown, arson, kidnapping and last of all, theft. Do you have anything to say before being hanged?"
They where standing on a platform with several gallows and British soldiers. A large crowd had formed around the platform, waiting for their afternoon entertainment.
Erox looked at Xylier. "Well, that escalated quickly."
Back at the Castle.
"That still leaves Shaarx."
In some other part of the Castle.
"Bubbles! Where are you Bubbles?"
Back in the Grey Area.
"I think she's looking for one of her pets." Axis said. She was sitting on one of the couches opposite to Rhixos, playing with one of her swords while aiming the other dangerously close to the ever-growing pile of paperwork.
"Which one? The bear?" He asked.
"No, the cow." She noticed Rhixos shifting uneasily and narrowed her eyes. "Do you know anything about that?"
"No, never heard of it." His eyes darted all over the room, looking for ways to escape.
"You know something, don't you? Tell me or I'll push down your nice tower of paper." She stood up and got within arm's reach of the large pile reports, to emphasize her threat.
"Fine I'll tell you." He quickly looked around, looking for anyone that might overhear his confession, failing to notice Xami hiding in the ventilation shaft. "Remember BBQ night a few days ago?"
"Yes. But what does that have to do with. . ." She stopped, realizing what he meant. "oh."
"Yeah, oh. Please don't tell her. I don't want to wake up with a bunch of starving raccoons strapped to my legs. One time is more then enough."
"Wait, that happened to you before?" She asked a little perplexed.
"Yeah but that's a story for another time. Now could you do me a favor and bring some of these finished reports to Xeac's office?" He pointed towards a rather small pile of paper compared to the other pile.
"I could do that. Anything is better then this." She grabbed the mentioned pile of reports and walked out of the room.
A few minutes later she stood in front of Xeac's room. The magic barrier that usually blocked the entrance wasn't active, but instead a two Templars stood guard.
"Halt. State your business."
The telepathic way the lower Nobodies used to communicate unnerved her at first, but now she had gotten used to it.
"I'm here to deliver some reports." She replied. The lower Nobodies were quiet for a moment, no doubt talking with their divine leader.
"You may enter."
She opened the door, walked into the room and towards the desk before ungracefully dumping the stack of paper on top of it. She was about to leave when she saw a small blue book lying on the desk. Her curiosity got the best over her and she opened it to find out that it was some kind of journal.
She read the first page.
Day 6
Saïx told us to keep a journal. He said it would help us keep track of time. Well. My name is Ace, well I guess it's Xeac now and I have the wimpy power to look into people's dreams and change them a little. Good thing that I went to the Royal Academy when I was younger, cuz it's not something that will save your life in battles.
She skipped a few pages of detailing training and mission description, until she saw a rather odd entry.
Day 24
I can't get it out of my head. She just... And I helped her do it... I feel so different. At first I was sad, then angry. But now... Nothing. I feel so empty now. Maybe I'm just tired, but I can't go to sleep, every time I close my eyes I see her.
She continued reading.
Day 25
I look different, my eyes turned yellow and the cut on my face is nearly healed. Erox... no, Roe said that I acted different today... I don't know. My powers changed too... They appear to be stronger, but they feel different. Darker.
That girl appeared to me today, cursed to the same fate as me, another reward for her strong will. *Sigh* She told me it wasn't my fault, but I don't believe her.
At the academy they taught me that a guard's duty was to protect the innocent, I failed to do that, and it cost her. If I had been stronger, faster or just... Just... I will make it up to her, I promised her.
She heard something behind her.
She quickly closed the book and turned around. One of the Templars from before stared back at her before rushing at her with startling speed.
Before she could do anything the lesser Nobody had tackled her, sending both of them flying across the room, they landed in one of the weird pools in one of the room's corners.
Axis felt the strange, cold liquid around her. Then everything went black.
When she opened her eyes she was standing in a clearing of a forest. She saw a blond girl, only one or two year younger then herself walking towards a large mansion in the distance.
She followed the girl almost automatically, like she was some kind of puppet and someone else controlled her.
She walked closer to the mansion, following the girl, but fighting whatever was controlling her along the way. When the girl walked into the house, she, or rather whatever force that was controlling her, stopped in front of one of the windows.
She was surprised, not because of the furniture inside, but because of the face staring back at her. It wasn't hers but someone awfully familiar.
Xeac?
The face was the one off the Organization's second in command, albeit without his signature yellow eyes. They were still a blue-gray color, his scar was also missing, the injury that caused it must not have happened yet.
She summarized the situation; she was trapped in some place she didn't know about, someone was controlling her actions and the face of the Organization's alarm clock was staring back at her in her reflection. She put two and two together and concluded that she was in some kind of memory.
She didn't get more time to ponder about her current situation because her body walked over to the door and entered the mansion.
Axis watched over the girl as traveled through the house, solved the various puzzles that were meant to hinder her progress, and escaped its horrors. She had followed her without her noticing, taking care of any dangers from within the shadows, until she reached a lone room, right in front of the door lay a dead cat. The girl walked in moments before her.
The room was dark and a mess, a bloody bed in the center of the room, bloodstains on the carpet, a broken cup lay on the floor together with a chair. From where she stood she could also see a small table with a book on it in one of the other corners of the room.
She hid in one of the corners of the room. The blond girl walked over to the book and began reading it. After a minute or so, she looked up. And Axis looked on in horror as a legless and eyeless, purple haired girl crawled over to her.
Axis wanted to do something but couldn't move, summon her weapon or use her powers. Was this what Xeac had mentioned in his journal?
The legless girl opened her mouth ". . . ghi . . . vi . . . . . . . . . bha. . . kk . . ." Her voice sounded very hoarse, like her throat was injured badly.
The blonde girl ran, followed shortly by the legless girl. Axis wanted to follow her but something seemed to pull her to that book. She walked over to the table, opened the book and looked inside. Her eyes widened from shock, the book fell out of her hands and clattered unto the floor.
Witch's Diary
My sickness was going to kill me.
So...
I took her body from her.
I lived on in her body.
That's fine, right?
Because we're "friends."
She gave me her body...
...because we're "friends."
So, today... We should play some more.
Right? Viola?
You we're sure to hear out my wish.
She ran out of the room, through the various parts of the house until she finally reached the forest. She ran past the now withered roses that once blocked the way. She passed some trees until she saw the two girls.
Because you we're so kind.
She ran towards them, determined to end this deceit. Only to be stopped by some sort of barrier. Viola looked up, looked her straight in the eyes, and smirked. She returned her attention to the legless girl.
Because you we're so trusting.
"Boy, you're stubborn."
When we traded bodies..
She raised a knife and stabbed the girl in her chest.
Viola, you must have been surprised.
"How long are you going to chase me? You know that body won't last long."
My body was falling apart.
The legless girl responded.
". . . ghi . . . vi . . . . . . . . . bha. . . kk . . ."
It hurt all over.
Viola walked back a few steps.
I was used to it, but I suppose you couldn't take it.
"Hm? "Give it back?" No way. This body hurts much less."
It must have hurt.
She slowly approached the wounded girl. Until they were only a few feet away from each other.
You cried in pain.
"Besides, you gave it to me in the first place. Why should I have to give it back?"
So then I gave you medicine.
She crouched.
A throat-burning medicine.
"Right. . ."
It made you unable to speak.
". . .Viola?"
After all, I didn't want to hear my own screams.
She stood up again and began to pace around the clearing.
Since I lied that it would stop the pain, of course you would drink it.
"You felt sorry for me. I couldn't even move from my bed."
Heehee.
She stopped.
Then I escaped from this room.
"That's why I used my magic traded bodies with you."
In the garden, I felt a gentle breeze.
"Just for a day?. . .Heehee. I guess I did say that."
Ahh. . . It was wonderful.
She turned around, facing the real Viola again.
"I was surprised you could trap me with my own power. . . . . .but, to no avail."
She snickered.
"After all, it's my house, yes? It wouldn't be killing me anytime soon."
"I was guided by that house all the way. So I was ensured to escape."
Axis summoned her weapon. She was a little surprised to see Xeac's sword appear in her hand, before remembering that this was his memory.
She raised the weapon and struck the barrier with all her strength.
It reflected her attack, nearly blowing her of her feet.
The witch looked up and walked to the other side of the barrier. A devilish smile present on her face.
"Ahh, my "guardian." I would have never made it this far without your help, you managed to kill all the monsters that were send to kill me."
She inched closer to the barrier.
"I think I have to thank you, it's the least I can do before leaving you here."
Axis opened her mouth and spoke with a weird mixture of Xeac's and her own voice.
"Tell me your name, so I can find you and kill you." She spat.
The witch giggled.
"I guess it's harmless to tell you. My name is Ellen."
Ellen walked back over to the prone form of the real Viola. While Axis continued to attack the barrier, hoping there would be a limit to what it could take.
Ah, that's right.
Ellen crouched, staring right into the eyeless sockets of her old body.
Before you came, I gouged my eyes out.
"Still not dead? I have to applaud your tenacity."
She gave her a small smirk.
"Ah, could it be that you're worried about your father?"
Her smile grew larger at the confused look Viola was giving her.
"Oh, I know. You and your father, Viola. A close family of two. Those memories stayed in your body. He's a kind man. A hunter isn't he?"
Meanwhile, Axis' attacks had no effect on the strange blockade that prevented her from interfering. In a fit of anger she struck the barrier once more. This time a small amount of darkness enfolded the blade; it felt similar to the darkness the Organization used to create corridors of darkness. When it connected with the barrier a small crack formed.
"And he even sent you that letter. What a good father. So then, I suppose you're worried about what'll happen when you're gone?"
"It'll be just fine. I'll give him Viola's share of love. And I'll take her share off love too."
"So..."
"Viola?" A new voice called.
A man with a rifle swung around his shoulder appeared. He had short, brown hair, was wearing a yellow and white coat, and hunting pants.
Ellen flashed Viola an evil smile.
"Daddy!"
She ran towards him and he ran towards her, he hugged her tightly.
"Viola?! Are you safe?! Are you hurt anywhere?"
"Viola" cowered behind her "Father", shivering from fear.
"Wh-What!? Why..."
He looked towards the direction from which his daughter had come.
The real Viola dragged herself towards her father desperate to reach him.
I cut off my legs.
"Fh. . . fha . . . aa. . . th. . ."
So that Viola. . .
She crawled closer.
Axis watched in distress as Viola got closer. The barrier had a few cracks in it, but was nowhere near breaking. In a last attempt to save viola she delved deeper into the darkness, far beyond the power need to simply open corridors.
. . .In my body. . .
". . . dh . . .dha . . . di. . ."
She reached down further, and as she did her entire body began to radiate dark energy. This was it. . . the power needed to break down that cursed shield.
Axis raised the blade.
She wasn't fast enough.
Viola's dad stepped forward and unswung his rifle.
"STAY AWAY, MONSTER! !"
The sword hit the barrier.
He fired, hitting the helpless girl in her torso.
The barrier buckled inwards.
He fired again, hitting her in the head. She fell to the ground.
Dead.
. . . would despair as she died.
To Axis it was like watching a movie from this point. She heard something break like glass, presumably the barrier. At first she was sad, but in a split second that sadness changed in an almost feral anger.
"What?" Both Ellen and Viola's dad said, though for different reasons.
He raised his rifle again and fired.
He missed.
Axis jumped, her body still covered in darkness, and landed behind the middle-aged man. Before he could react she preformed a strong blow to the back of his head, knocking him out instantly.
She looked up from the man's fallen body to see Ellen attempting to cast another spell. Axis started to walk towards her, drops of her coat creating small, but noticeable, passageways to the realm of darkness.
Ellen finished her spell and unleashed some kind orb made out of red and blue energy. As it raced towards Axis a smug smile appeared on her face. Only to disappear when her attacker swatted it away with the sword, the orb hit a tree, completely disintegrating it.
Ellen used the distraction to run back to her old body and took the knife out of it, quickly hiding it in a pocket of her dress.
"Your not human are you? Are you another demon like the one that gave me these powers?"
She turned around to stand face to face with her coated attacker.
Axis' darkness covered hand grabbed the girl by her throat and lifted her up. When she spoke her voice sounded the same as last time, but something had changed. There was something else in the voice, something dark, almost feral.
"You've messed with forces you know nothing about." She showed the girl a bloodthirsty grin. "You think you've known suffering. I will show you true suffering. I will make you beg for your old, battered, dying body."
"I don't think so."
Ellen grabbed the knife out of her pocket and slashed her captor. Axis could feel the knife to pierce the skin on the right side of her face, but felt no pain. She grabbed Ellen's wrist, and with surprising strength, broke her wrist, causing her to drop the knife.
Axis had to remind herself constantly that she was just reliving a memory, and that none of this was real to keep herself from panicking.
Ellen watched in horror as the darkness that covered her attacker's body entered the wound almost immediately enter the wound, stopping any bleeding.
"Nice try. But unlike your last victim, I'm not helpless." Axis watched as the memory reached its end.
The young witch felt something weird happen to the ground, when she looked to the ground she saw a growing abyss of darkness growing underneath her.
Ahh. . . Viola.
She fell. Her captor followed soon behind her.
My dear "friend."
Axis felt a strong grip forcing her up, moments later she surfaced, gasping for air as she did.
"What are you doing in here?"
She looked up and noticed Xeac watching her like a hawk.
"I'm fine thank you. You know you should put a fence around those things." She said, still coughing.
He glared at her.
She glared at him.
They continued to stare each other down for a few minutes until Axis broke the silence.
"What happened to the girl?"
His expression hardened.
"Which one?"
She swallowed.
"The Witch."
His eyes flared with anger and he balled his fists. Obviously not having forgot the incident. "She was judged." He stated in such a way that she knew she wouldn't get anything more out of him. He turned towards the window. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
She was about to shake her head when she remembered the mission report. "Yeah, there is. I came here to bring you some papers."
"Yes, I saw them on my desk. Now if that's all, could you leave? I have a lot of work to do."
She walked out of his room, back to the Grey Area. When she entered the room she was greeted by Rhixos, Erox, Xami and Shaarx. Apparently the first of the four had finished his reports while she was gone, since the whole room was clean.
"Hey, you're back." Rhixos said. "Took you long enough though. Everyone came back from their missions while you where gone, even everyone's favorite tutor." He nudged Erox.
"Someone has to do the training around here. Saïx and Xeac have been meeting about all kinds off stuff lately, and the last time we put you on training duty you almost burned down the Twilight Town clock tower." Erox replied. He and Rhixos pushed themselves of the couch and walked towards their friend.
"He he he." He chuckled. "That Emerald Serenade had it coming." The three off them walked to the Grey Area's exit.
"Axis. Why are you covered in water?" Erox asked.
She looked down and saw that she was still covered in the strange stuff those pools where filled with. "I fell into one of the pools in Xeac's office. It's no big deal." She answered.
Erox however looked interested. "What did you see?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Xeac told me that they can show people their memories, he said it was something similar to dreams on a subconscious level or something like that."
"That doesn't make sense because it wasn't my own memory I saw. It was Xeac's from the look of it."
"Did he fall in with you or something? The pools can only show the memory of someone who was there."
"No he wasn't. I was tackled by a Templar and both of us fell in, at least I think both of us fell in."
While the conversation about the incident was going on Xami walked over Shaarx.
"Shaarx." She called. The other girl looked up. "I heard you where looking for one of your pets."
"Yes, I haven't seen Bubbles since the day before yesterday, did you see him?" The youngest of the two asked.
"Well, as a matter of fact, I heard something interesting about him." Xami grinned. This was going to be a good show.
Back with Erox, Axis and Rhixos the conversation was nearing its end.
"So what did you see?" Rhixos asked. The three of them had just left the Grey Area and where walking towards the Hall of Empty Memories.
"I woke up in a clearing, and there was this blond girl that. . ." Axis started. Only to be interrupted moments later.
"HE DID WHAT!?"
Shaarx scream could be heard in every part of the castle. And even Pence looked up in Twilight Town because of the sudden noise.
The trio turned around to see Shaarx turn around the corner, Gunblade at the ready, a few tears on her face together with an expression of rage that would scare a Darkside.
Erox turned to the oldest of the trio. "Dude, I don't know what you did but I suggest you run."
"Are you sure? Maybe I could calm her down by talking to. . ." He was interrupted by a bullet flying past his head. "Or maybe I can't." He quickly broke of into a sprint.
"GET BACK HERE YOU BASTARD!" She fired a few shots and started chasing the other Nobody.
"Geez, I'm getting shot at twice a day. What did I do to deserve this?" Rhixos muttered.
I'm sorry this update took so long. School, work and some sweet new games *Cough* Halo 4, Borderland 2 *Cough* kept me from writing. I hope this extra long chapter (almost 12K words) will stop you from killing me. Otherwise I might just join Rhixos in his quest for cover. Expect a late Christmas special later this week. And I wish you all a Happy new year.
People that played Warcraft III have noticed some big changes during Xaryn's mission I made them mainly because Warcraft III was a strategy game and all the stuff that happens during his mission took place during the fourth campaign mission. Which was easy to beat compared to its significance in the Warcraft universe. Feel free to correct me about it the events but I personally thought something like this would have been better.
The thing about the witch comes from the game The Witche's House. I played it and got the true ending and it left me kinda mad, so I decided to get my revenge this way.
And the last OC spot is filled.
Nobody: Xylier
Somebody: Riley
Gender: Male
Power: Speed
Weapon: Razor taloned gauntlets called Razor's Edge
Age: 17
Appearance: Deep Green eyes, spiky silver hair, 5'7", his left eye is completely white with no pupils or irises; it shows that he's blind in that eye.
Personality: Even though he may not look like much, he is a very capable battler. He is known to be the tactician of the group and is usually silent. He speaks occasionally but only when he wants to or when told to do so. Also has an emotionless expression most of the time; he's also very loyal to Saix's cause.
Likes: The dark, silence, sea salt ice cream, and books
Dislikes: Noise, light, vegetables, keybladers
Home World: Traverse Town
Lesser Nobodies: Xylier controls the Racer Nobodies. These Nobodies are bipedal humanoid lizards. They have wheels on their feet, 3 sharp claws on each hand, and 5 taloned feet. You can find the Nobody symbol on their foreheads and on the back of their hands. They're about as tall as Dusks with zipper mouths. They easily dodge long range attacks and attack with a barrage of daggers or attack hand to hand combat.