The Ultimate Organization II

Nulix watched Xanes fight with extreme interest...

 

OOC:Sorry I wasn't on.......had to register for school.

 

OOC: Sorry about my disappearance...

BIC: Wing watched as Xane fought what most people in the crowd called "The goddess of love" He smiled in amusement at the Irony of Xane being paired up against her


"Keep it Up Xane, Show her who's boss!" He said clapping his hands together, he was both cheering and mocking his friend at the same time.

Wing then felt a tap on his shoulder, he turned to see a man in a white robe with a strange insignia on the left side of his chest. The man was very pale, almost glowing, and wore a strange winged leather cap on top of his head, it matched his winged sandals.

"Wing I presume?" Wing nodded

"Lovely to meet you, My name is Mercury, or you may call me Hermes. I am the Messenger to the gods and your opponent in this tournament."

Wing smirked "nice to meet you." He held out his hand and Hermes shook it.

"I just hope you know Wing, I don't plan on losing. I bet you wont even be able to hit me at all. After all..." Hermes then levitated off the ground. "I can fly."

Wing made a low whistle in mock amazement, for a god, this guy was pretty ignorant about his competition.

"Yeah you may just beat me...looks like i'll have a tough fight on my hands." Wing smiled and then excused himself. He tried to contain his laughter as he walked back to his room to rest up for his fight.

Along the way however he was distracted by an odd blue glow coming form around the upcoming corner. He decided to see what it was and as he turned the corner he ran in to a girl.

"Oh...um...hi..." She said, averting her eyes.

"hi." Wing said, noticing a little blue sphere in her hands. "Twilight?"

Her eyes grew, and her expression became one of fear. "Dont tell, please dont tell! Its so unstable that if any one sees I'll be punished!"

Wing smiled softly, and held out his hand, first a layer of wind surrounded his palm as a protective barrier against the Chaotic Twilight of the Dark Realm. then a ball of twilight appeared in Wing's hand and the girl's expression softened.

"You...you can use it too?"

Wing nodded, "Yeah, I am the Guardian of Twilight after all."

She smiled. "I've heard about you... from Fayte..."

"Really?" he asked tilting his head slightly.

She nodded "yeah...he told me of a guy that can use both Twilight and Wind....and that he is a member of the Ultimate Organization."

"That's me alright. Wing." He said extending his hand.

"Cressilia" She said smiling.

"So why are you here? If you know Fayte, you're from the realms..."

She looked down "Well once I found out about my powers, I asked Fayte what i should do...He told me that ever since the Twilight Realm fell, people with power over the twilight were born in both Dark and Light...I didn't feel right being in the Light so I left in search of you...so you could teach me."

Wing looked shocked. "Teach you?" He asked, shock in his voice.

"Yeah...teach me how to use my power."

Wing smiled softly. "Twilight is the easiest magic to learn...you just have to follow your heart...you're basicly holding both Light and Darkness in your hands. So the best way to use Twilight is to use it how you feel it should be used. I use my power to protect the light, and defend those in the Realm of Darkness that are being Oppressed. Now how do you want to use your power?"

Cressilia looked down and then back to Wing. "I wanna fight... against the ones that are trying to destroy the twilight..."

Wing smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Well then, thats exactly what you'll do."


OOC: Yeah I have a plan for this "Wing sub plot"

 

OOC:I wouldn't suggest you underestimate Hermes too much, he does have a few aces of his sleve, so to speak. I can pm you about some of the abilities I have planned up for him if you want me to.

 

Nulix looked at the arena with interest...

OOC: Sorry about all these posts with Nulix doing nothing, my fights coming soonish.

 

OOC:Well, Darxess is supposed to have a fight too and he isn't doing anything either, so don't worry too much about it.

 

OOC: Yeah that'd be great! And Wing wouldn't ever underestimate any one lol its Hermes who's underestimating Wing

 

OOC: I seriously do not want to go camping ever again. I got ambushed by my family and taken away Wednesday, so I'm sorry about my disappearance. It was pretty fun, in case you care XD, but...it looks like you're right in saying that without me, the thread kind of dies...

BIC: Xardius, after watching Xane's fight for a bit, noticed the other Organization members around, and decided to take a walk. Noting that Wing had met Cressilia, Xardius strolled by, stretching out with his senses for other things of interest.

It wasn't so much his senses, as in sight or smell or hearing, as it was a sixth or seventh sense, a filter of emotions if you will. Xardius didn't remember where he'd picked it up, but it was much better than anything else he'd ever found to lock onto people. There was a lot of arrogance, scorn at the Organization, and other mixed feelings. Xardius found himself surprised when he filtered emotions for the Brotherhood...it ranged from neutral to jealousy of the powers and wishes of their standing to respect to contentment to amusement that the Organization wanted to fight them.

Xardius paused in his search for a moment, and did another search, this one of any changes in patterns of emotions. If the Brotherhood were brainwashing the inhabitants, their emotional patterns would read similar, with only minor differences over an underlying current of emotion. To his surprise, again, he found that the emotions were all self-induced.

Puzzling over this fact, he came to the conclusion that either the Brotherhood was faking a lot of things in order to gain popularity, something he didn't find likely because there really was no reason for them to do that, or that the Brotherhood really wasn't tyrannically oppressing the people like he had assumed.

But what did that mean exactly? Xardius wasn't sure, but he thought it might be important...

Something to talk to Enigma about. Where was Enigma exactly?

OOC: And I need Pirate for the rest...

 

*Darxess leaned over to Xardius*
Darxess:"You forget. Everybody thinks we're the enemy. Us nobodies are loathed by a everyone..........And so, many different people have taken up the saying:"The enemy of my enemy is my friend." Thus even going as far to work with all sorts of unscrupulous characters to get rid of us......Now, of course, its possible that The Brotherhood isn't ruling with as much of an iron fist as we thought, but I'm afraid thats not the only reason why they're so well liked. Everyone wants dead. We'll have many enemies in this competition. Watch your back and sleep with one eye open."

 

Wing and Crissilia were outside in a courtyard. Wing had seen Xardius and Jaxed walking together, discussing the brotherhood, and decided it best the She didn't know of them yet.

"So Wing...what is your home like?"

Wing had been looking at his reflection in a small pond in the center of the courtyard. He answered her question with out looking up, instead he looked at her reflection. She reminded him of Dream in a way... same hair color, deep navy blue eyes, same height and weight.... same caring demeanor.

"My home was a peaceful place...it was a Twilight world called Prism. I lived in the City of Cerina. The Heartless came one day and ruined everything... The organization and I even went there once to stop the heartless from invading again..."

She sat beside him, her knees pulled to her chest, Wing looked at her and smiled, a slight red tint on his cheeks when she looked back at him. She even had the same smile.

"Wow... it sounds nice... I mean without all the heartless... "

She sighed and let her legs stretch out, leaning back on her hands, she looked up at the clear sky.

"I have a confession... I'm not really from the Realms... I'm really from this dimension..."

Wing looked over at her, he wasn't shocked in the least, he had almost expected this.

"What world are you from?"

He asked her slowly, some part of his heart seemed to already know her answer.

"The Dark side of Prism... Even though its a Twilight world... There is still a dark side... It's completely Chaotic. I found a portal to the Realms in the Heart of the Dark Cerina, and that's how I met Fayte. To be honest Wing..."

She held out her right hand and closed her eyes, suddenly waves appeared in the reflecting pool. And the wind around Wing picked up. His eyes grew wide and he looked at her...seeing himself.

"I'm your Dark side counter part." She said looking to the side. I was born when you became whole...and entered this Dimension for the first time... when you went to Midgar."

Wing thought back, that was when he had been staying in twilight town. He went to Midgar in search of Oxyrt's body and found him in the Dark side, captured in a strange form of Mako. Wing had honed his abilities and gained his Wind Form, and mastered his Twilight form.

"Well... this is certainly a surprize... How did you know I'd come to this world?"

She chuckled. "Well being "you" in a way, I can feel your presence... It led me here..."

He nodded. "Well this does all explain why you were so afraid when i Found you using Twilight... is it forbidden in this realm?"

She shook her head. "No... i used it to get your attention... I told you it I would get in trouble, just to see if it was really you or not... I wanted to be sure you could use Twilight."

"Clever..." Wing said standing and holding out a hand to help Crissilia up. "Well Lets go back to the tournament... i have a fight coming up... wanna watch?" She nodded and the two headed back to the arena, where Hermes was waiting.

 

"Damn dude," Nulix commented, running up to Darxess and Xardius. "I would say your being over dramatic, but in this situation, your actually right. Everyone wants us dead, and I'm sure most of our opponents wouldn't think twice about cheating to end our lives."

 

OOC: I have 12 days until school starts, and two days until I'm dragged off on vacation again...*sigh*

Well, um, SOMEONE knows what's next, so keep moving through your matches...I'll be on for a while, then I'll be back tomorrow.

 

OOC:I'll admit, I'm having writer's block on my fight, so it might be a while before I post it.

 

OOC: OK, maybe I won't have to go camping...My parents are reconsidering I guess...Either way, please post something guys!

 

OOC: You do?


BIC: The Knight slowly got up. "You're....You're still weak....." he gasped before fading away.

"Huh. Well that was-" Xane started, before being knocked over from yet another enemy. This time it appeared to be Mellodia.

"You're weak," the fake Mellodia stated.

"So I've heard..." Xane said, slowly rising up. "But that hasn't stopped me from beating the crap out of bad guys before..."

"You would hurt me?" the fake Mellodia asked.

"Well, seeing as you're not Mellodia, yeah. I could hurt ya." Xane said.


"Are you sure!" the fake Melllodia said, striking at Xane with her sword. Xane moved fast to avoid the blade. It narrowly missed his shoulder. "I remember how my life was perfect until you and your friends showed up..."

"What did we do? The U.P.A and Tul Raijin's armies were goin' to turn your world into scrap, anyway..." Xane scratched. "Look, I had enough of you, Aphrodite. Your tricks ain't workin'. "

the fake Mellodia smiled as she transformed into a huge shadowy creature, resembling a pirate ship. One even more monstrous then the Dutchman. On it's mast was insignia of a Heartless.

"If I cannot trick you that way, then perhaps I can turn into what you fear most..." Aphrodite cackled.


Xane stood still for a minute, his legs shaking slightly. "Not this damn thing..." He said.

"You know what come next, then," The ship/Aphrodite sneered, as her cannons pointed towards Xane.

"I think I might change things, this time around," Xane smirked. As the cannons geared up for something that was most likely destructive, Xane leaped towards the mast and kicked through it. The mast blew apart in splinters as it changed back to Aphrodite. She stayed on the ground, unconscious.

As he was declared the winner, Xane went back to the stands with his friends.

OOC: I had writer's block on that one for a while. It could have gone better in my opinion. And it also sucks that school is almost here, and we didn't get to post as much as we wanted. Though I still plan to post (inconsistently) during the school year.

 

OOC: Hmph. All right, Pirate, read my PM and then we'll continue...

 

OOC: I replied to it...

 

OOC: OK, here we go then...

BIC: Enigma walked slowly around the back of the arena, kicking trash out of his path and sneering slightly at it. From the layer of dust back here, no one had been by in ages, making Enigma peeved that he had to cover his tracks, so to speak. He didn't want anyone to know about this. After walking for a few minutes, he stopped at an old abandoned restroom and stepped to the side that faced away from the arena. He inclined his head.

"Good afternoon, Novice," he said smoothly. "I must say, I didn't expect him to send you personally. Perhaps this means that Scourge isn't exactly...happy...with me...After all, my report the last time was something of a...failure."

He shrugged. "So, let's get this over with. Take me to him."

 

OOC: Didn't even notice you'd posted. Also this post raises several questions...

BIC: "A failure? Ha! That's quite an an understatement. You're report was worthless," Novice sneered as he swiped his hand through the air. As he did a portal opened up, wide enough for them to fit through. "C'mon then."

 

OOC: Stupid database errors...

BIC: Enigma shrugged and stepped through the portal into the hallway. As usual, there weren't any guards, because why guard someone stronger than anyone else? Enigma almost laughed but didn't.

Silently, he and Novice strode towards the doors. Enigma stepped to the side to allow Novice the "blessing" of opening the door for him. Little things counted, and Novice, although he was supposed to be working closely with Enigma, generally let little or none of his plans through to the ex-Libarian. Which meant that Enigma's reports normally left much to be desired, as he was supposed to be reporting on what both of them were doing. Still, Enigma left Novice mostly alone and Novice left him mostly alone, so he wondered if it really mattered all that much at all.