The Ultimate Organization III

Vecked flew through the vast darkness of space, his destination was Iceving Falls. Something was wrong with him, his memory wasn't working right. He was gonna go back to Iceving and get a credit card under his old alter ego, Eli Prince. With that money he was going to see a doctor, and get to the bottom of this. Then he was gonna leave the world with a few new answers, hopefully, and leave Eli Prince in debt...

 

OOC: Hey, it's KoD. Actually, the memory loss is common among Phoenicians.

I gotta go tonight......

 

Numerous people looked on as Xardius as he fell back towards the ground. The others approached to see if help him up. They would ask if he was alright, but he usually was.

***

Allan Acteon waited for his ally to return...

 

"Wing" jumped through the portal after Wraith and Xardius. He had watched the sences unfold and took the chance to taste the blood of every Brotherhood Troop Xardius had killed.

"Their blood does not satisfy..."

He said glaring at Xardius. is eyes darted to Wraith and the keyblade of Chaotic Twilight appeared in his hands. "You are no longer Brotherhood..."

He waited for the familar portal to open an take him to the nxt Brotherhood member, but it never opened.

"You!" He pointed to Xardius "Let me leave!"

OOC: Sorry internet is hard to get on here at home, my computer is back at school....in Michigan *looks for labtop offer*

 

OOC: That's cool, Wing.

BIC: Xardius slowly got up from where he'd landed. "Ouch...what are you...ow...talking about...?"

 

"Wing" began to grow furious

"Open me a portal! LET ME GO!!!" Darkness began to pour from his body. "I must find the blood that will satisfy me..."

 

"I have no idea what's going on," Xardius muttered. "My head...hurts..."

He rubbed his temple.

 

Vecked hid on the roof, watching the confused officers below. Vecked had gone to the Doctors office, beside the door was a wanted poster of Vecked. And so the police were called, and Vecked ran. Halfway across town until he shook them off, and now he was hiding, maybe for hours. The Yamagachi City police didn't play games.

***​

"Hey, how you doing?" Skinnar asked, walking beside Lexx. Lexx looked up at Skinnar, "Hey man," He muttered, unhooking his headphones and turning his phone off. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here just because me and every other U.P.A. agent got the early warning a week ago," Skinnar explained. "Early warning?" Lexx asked, slightly confused. Skinnar pulled the letter out. "You, having been one of several faithful U.P.A. contributors have been told in advance about act KHOS IV-2, a universal relocation program for all the worlds under the following. All Sora System worlds, all Ulfire System worlds, all Alexander System worlds, all Techni System worlds excluding the north."

"Yeah," Lexx muttered, "That is actually mandatory for your safety, I think." Skinnar chuckled sarcastically, "You'r honestly telling me about my safety? I'm Rentu goddamn Skinnar, every other week I leave my house in an ambulance."

"Don't hate the worder, hate the words," Lexx replied. "I have to move as well, right? I ain't happy about this whole thing neither... but they got a good reason."

"These people haven't had one good reason in years," Skinnar muttered. "How's your girl doing?" Lexx asked, changing the subject. "Alicia? Fine, four more months," Skinnar replied with a smile. "Nice... that must be real nice, man," Lexx replied. Skinnar nodded, "If you can handle the whole experience... how's your girlfriend doing? You getting serious yet?"

"Man, me and Catherine have been serious," Lexx replied, pulling something out of his bag. "Check this out," Lexx said, opening his hand to reveal a crystal ring. "Wow... where have I been that I don't know about this yet?" Skinnar asked.

"Having a life," Lexx replied, putting the ring away, "It must be nice to have money."

"We're all doing fine," Skinnar said. "Who's this we? Cause' I ain't doing so well," Lexx muttered, "I can't even buy the apartment I'm renting right now."

"Alright... well how much do you make right now?" Skinnar asked. "Hundred twenty thousand," Lexx replied. Skinnar smiled, "What do you have to worry about then? Your far from poor..."

"Not when my money's going out every direction," Lexx replied. "Money to my mom so she can still have her house, money to Catherine cause god knows she ain't a rich girl. My rent, which is outrageously... all the U.P.A. trips I've been paying for cause' I don't own a gummi..."

Skinnar smiled, "You should let your mother pay for her own crap."

"That's so true. You know what, Rentu? That's my problem, I'm too nice of a guy. You know I bought' my ex a car before I owned one?" Lexx said, "And I still don't own one! Unbelievable, eh?"

"Show time in ten minutes," An agent said, interrupting the conversation. "Oh, gotta get ready." Lexx muttered, standing up, "Don't leave yet, Rentu. Lets hang out a bit more after my speech."

***
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Vecked kicked down the door of his old apartment. He had lost the cops and decided to retrace his memory a little, maybe get the strange memory lapses fixed with something in his past. Vecked looked around his apartment. He hadn't been here in a few years, and was surprised no one else moved in. All his old things were still there, many photos and gunblades scattered around the area. Explosive boxes were in the corner, a human biology book lay open in the middle of the room. There was a dirt couch and Tv in the corner, just as Vecked had left it.

Vecked walked over to a book full of people he was tracing. The name Fox Martin was circled. Vecked retraced his memory to remember the man. A corrupt politician who had Vecked and Nulix assassinate his electoral opponent. Nulix and Vecked later screwed him over and ruined his life, never thinking they would see him again. Vecked would see Fox again, however, just a few months ago. He was the man Vecked found out was giving him the terrorist orders. He was the middle man, getting the words from somewhere else, from the real terrorists.

Vecked looked under the name. Several things were highlighted, or had circles around them. Many Knight connections, many rogue's who were probably now dead. Vecked traced down until something caught his eye. The words Upa highlighted with a number underneath. Vecked flipped his phone out and dialed the number.

"U.P.A. Sora System, this is Mission Secretary Mellisa, what can I help you with?"

Vecked hung up the phone right after the voice on the other end finished. "Secretary... U.P.A. mission secretary... who was mission secretary when I raided Fox's office all those years ago and got this info...?"

The name snapped into Vecked's head. "Lexx," He muttered. "Now, who would have ulterior motives for this war... Lexx." Vecked shook his head, "Jesus Christ, Lexx is the one who bombed Destiny City..."

***​

"The U.P.A. is ordering a grand relocation act," Lexx said, standing in front of the crowd, hundreds to thousands of camera crews behind the journalists and crowds. "KHOS IV-2. A mandatory act for all U.P.A. war time worlds that relocates you all to a smaller, full proof, Six Sora System. Consisting of the World that was, The Land of Dragons, Destiny Islands, the Pride Lands, The Deep Jungle, and the newest edition to our world plan, the Klüppel Kingdom of Summer, the very first man built world."

Lexx sighed, "The reason we do this is so we don't have more coffins coming home. We have reason to believe that this is an emergency situation, and it will only get more risky for your lives if we stay in our current locations. That is why we are going to make this the fastest relocation ever, with the U.P.A. paying billions of dollars to move you all. You don't have to pay a penny. Tax dollars hard at work. With our efforts this will be the fastest relocation of all time. A mere four days and we should all be living in safety and comfort in the new Six Sora System. Thank you, and goodnight."

***​

"I have to tell someone about what Lexx's is doing," Vecked said, his head starting to feel dizzy again. "Oh no," Vecked muttered, the world spinning around him. He had felt this before, and usually needed to lay down for an hour or so. But this time it was worse, much wore. Vecked fell down onto his couch, grabbing his forehead in pain.

 

OOC: Intense!

BIC: Xardius still had enough sense of mind to realize that "Wing" was becoming more and more furious by the minute, and would probably start lashing out at the crowd. So, he did seal the two off. Hundred feet below, above, and to the sides, pushing everyone out with wind powers then blocking it with hardened air overlaid with his own special mix of ultima, fire, and water, making it a nearly unbreakable wall.

Xardius stood his ground, then, waiting for "Wing"'s next move. If his best friend attacked him, Xardius would show him that inheriting someone's abilities didn't mean they knew how to use them.

***
A knock came on Vecked's door...

 

OOC:...Research paper are a b!tch... Been working on it the past two weeks, still not finished...

By now...I think its official.

I'm out.

 

OOC: Sorry to hear that Darxess....i'll be sad to see you go for good... :[

BIC: "Wing" felt threatened now he began to lash out, Darkness being his main weapon now.

"You wanna fight Flame?!" He asked, his voice distorted and is head cocked to the side.



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Wing stood on the Platform, below him an errie image showed him his next task.

"Looks like I get one shot. Twilight and Wind must beat out Darkness Flame, twilight and what ever other skills he's picked up."


Crissillia folded her arms over her chest, and smiled. "Are you ready to defeat your ultimate source of Darkness?"

Wing nodded. "You knew the whole time didn't you?"

She nodded. "I knew how it would end, I never knew what steps would be taken in the middle. You've come Far Wing...Now this is your one shot, to go against God himself to prove that your worth so much more then just killing darkness."

Wing smiled softly. "Going against God...just to prove my worth, and carry out the mission I was created for anyways...Like a Fallen Angel."

Crissillia looked down to the image, Wing vs Wing. A tear slid down her ceek before walking over to Wing and kissing him softly on the lips.

"But you'll be carring out that mission on your own terms. That must mean something..."

Wing hugged Crissillia and nodded. "It is. And when this is all over Vecked can take his spot as the Guardian of Darkness."

He pushed away from Crissillia and held her at arms length. "Its time..." She opened a twilight portal and wing fell through the Twilight, as he did Crissillia threw him a keychain, it resembled a falcon...the true featherdancer.

"Use it well." She said as Wing passed through the portal and into the Fight that was about to take place between Xardius and "wing".


Wing's blades flew to his fingers, just in time to catch "Wing's" attack on Xardius. The Chaotic Twilight blade flickered and shattered falling to pieces as "Wing" Was kicked backwards by Wing.

"I Think its time you and I stettled things." He entered his twilit wind form, quickly calling the Twilight Realm keyblade, and the Keyblade of Gales. The keychain of the falcon felw to Xardius. "Hold on to this for me."

"Wing" shouted in anger and entered a Dark form, resembling a shadow heartless.
"You are no longer needed..." "Wing" growled at Wing.

"Even if that's true, I still have promises to keep and people to help." His expression was full of determination. "Xardius, thanks for believeing in me." He then took off to attack his Darkness, their blades clashing and sparks flying...it was going to be a long fight.


OOC: I was hoping that Scourge could maybe help "Wing" out considering he is the Virus...maybe?

 

OOC: Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Hope you're all spending time with your families and stuff. My family gave me a little flak today; I don't like a lot of foods (picky-eater, XD), so I ate turkey and broccoli for Thanksgiving Dinner, lol.

And you shouldn't quit Darxess! *pouts*

BIC: Xardius exited the bubble with a salute, suddenly wary.

"Would you look at that?" a voice said from behind him, confirming his feelings.

"Incredible," Zaxor said, stepping alongside Xardius, Trent popping on his other side. "An absolute marvel."

"The original Virus," Trent muttered. "Quite a find."

"You two," Xardius growled, and the three dove into action, blades spinning, fists swinging, and chaos spreading.

 

OOC: Where is Xark on here? Sorry that I have not posted in a while.

 

OOC: Probably chilling somewhere in the background. I don't know, man...this is why we haven't had any new members in forever... We tend to leave people in the dust...

My suggestion would be to throw yourself into one of our plots like a nuclear bomb, and then run with it. Like, say, Xardius' battle...

 

OOC: Since my character has basically told nothing of his past maybe I'll start there.

BIC: Xark was all alone. "Where are my friends now? Dead?" he thought. The darkness was calling. It reminded him of past sins and flames. It called to him though should he answer? He had answerd once long ago and had he really ever stopped answering? Should he embrace his darkness so that he may find his true calling? "You know that you will never be able to forget. For you there is no redemption," the darkness called. "No," he replied, "I forgave myelf long ago. I have come to terms with you." "Did I ever forgive you?" the darkness replied. Xark was begining to have a flash back...

 

OOC: This reminds me of something, XD...

Hmm, I think I'll just hang around for a bit; no sense in continuing the plot without everyone else around.

 

OOC:I may or may not create a story in my free time (If I have any) but don't expect me to post much.

 

"Whats happening?" Lexx asked, walking into the control room. "Second Virus," An agent replied. "God damn it," Lexx muttered, still half asleep, "Are we sure about this? Is it true or not?"

"We got the info from a security cell cam in the Tippi Prison, seventh level," The agent replied, "Saak and Wing talked about it, the Odyssey looked into it."

"What did they find?" Lexx asked. The agent pulled a video onto his computer screen. "Year 2072, Bornheim, small town outside of Landau, Germany. A creature appears from the sky, destroys the whole place. A now lost recording of it was captured. It ends with a man yelling zeit, German word for time. We don't know why. It resembles shape shifter, resembling the Virus."

"Wow, thats so good," Lexx muttered, "What the hell does this have to do with anything?"

"We just wanted to tell you its not related to the Virus," The agent replied, "We have part of it, and its not an E.T."

"Thats really, really good," Lexx said, extremely annoyed that the agent had woken him at two in the morning to tell him that nothing had changed from the day before. Lexx wouldn't have been annoyed on any other day, but he was running on zero hours sleep since two days ago. This relocation program was giving Lexx the work of his life. It was insane. Not that it wasn't going well, everything was running smoothly with the exception of Richards trying to shut him down every step of the way.

Lexx sighed, thinking of his troubles. "I'm going to bed," He muttered, walking away.

OOC: Blah, sorry for my "Second Virus not really related to actually Virus" post. Just making sure everyone knows where my characters stand. And also sorry I haven't been here lately, but looks like no one has been... maybe because of the holidays. And Jaxed! Why must you leave?!

 

OOC: So long as you don't quit. I don't mind if you're not here all that often; I know everyone has lives (as do I, at least sometimes), so just get on when you can. And don't feel obligated to get on and post something; if you don't have anything, you don't have anything.

Just let us know you haven't died or something every once in a while, all right?

 

Blood dripped down Wing's hands, making it hard to grip the metal handles of his Keys. The featherdancer would be a big help in this fight, but it wasn't time to use it, Wing was going to seal the Virus away, proving that Even God's creations could be stopped and done away with.

"You're good. I'll give you that...you're using your own style too...something I hadn't planned for."

The Virus panted, catching his breath.

"You are no longer needed...I am the Original, I am the only one the universe needs. YOU ARE ONLY AN ILLUSION!"

The Virus began to grow angry and Frustrated, as if it was fighting its personal demons. Acting like a child that has had its bottle taken away before it had finished eating.

"I am an Illusion, I have no feelings, no tangible form, yet I bleed...much like you. But you're right, I am an illusion."

He smirked and let the keyblades vanish, switching to his Wind form.

"Now, how are you going to hit something, that you cannot touch?"

He flew forward, at blazing speeds. Thew Virus held up a block and tried to counter, swinging for Wing's head, but instead he hit an after image. He turned around quickly, to see Wing's smirk as the blade cut his arm. The Virus howled in pain and jumped backwards, licking his wound.

"One cut and you're giving up?" Wing mocked, tapping his blade to the ground, wisps of wind floating up as he did. "Come on, you have my form, you must have my powers, and I'm sure some of your own as well."

THe virus began to throw every spell it knew at Wing. Fire, wind, darkness, twilight, water (that he picked up from one of the Brotherhood troops Xardius had killed) and even earth. Wing dodged each one with grace and perfect form. He landed back on the ground with a puff of air and smiled.

"Looks like you cant use your own magic. watch the master." He stepped back with his right leg and bowed, as he stood up straight again his hands were covered in wind. He threw spell after spell at the Virus, missing every time due to the Virus dodging.

"YOU CANT HIT ME!"

Wing smirked and held his hands before him.

"Who said I was trying?"

He nodded to the area behind the Virus, showing him that all the magic he had used was forming together slowly rotating counter-clock-wise. The Virus's eyes grew wide and he began to stumble back-wards watching the massive tornado spin in place. Wing slowly balled his hands into fists, setting the Tornado free of its stationary position and watched as it took off in full motion, following the Virus.

The Virus did everything it knew to avoid the spell, but to no avail. Wing let the tornado dissipate as he seemed to teleport right in front of the virus, running it through with All three keyblades. All three blades stuck out from the Virus's gut as Wing stepped back, blood coming out of the Virus's mouth.

"I am an Illusion, and Your worst nightmare."

in a flash of light, the keychain vanished off of Xardius's form, and appeared in Wing's hand as the True Featherdancer, light green handle and golden blade. Foux flew out from its tip, and landed on the Virus's shoulder. THe Keyblade disappeared, and Darkness began to quickly close the wound that the virus had sustained. With skill and presision, Wing cast a twilight spell, stopping the healing process.

"You aren't leaving here alive."

Wing said advancing on his body. The virus struggled to move, slowly crawling backwards, fear in its eyes.

"You cant hurt me! You cant! He said you weren't real! He said, he said!"

Wing began to feel sorry for the Virus.

"You never picked to be this way...and Crissillia tried to save you from this by giving you a soul...granted that soul wasn't complete...and was only a part of a grater soul, but still it was enough to hold the Virus back for hundreds of years. Now, that piece of soul has been returned to it's original source...me...and there is no way to ever return it to you. I'm sorry it has to be this way. i'm sorry that you were created to destroy...I'm sorry I cant be you any longer!"

He spun around and cross slashed the Virus from the right shoulder all the way through until his blade hit the solid ground. The only thing holding the Virus's body together was the darkness within.

"Reclaim your creation God." Wing said as he blew the Virus back with a wind spell into a twilight portal.

The box Xardius created faded and Wing quickly separated the Fight, Trent and Zaxor flew into a wall, and slumped back to the ground.

"Dark Port Royal. You'll find the remains." He said turning away from them and Facing Xardius.

"Hello Old Friend."

He said with a smile. It was Wing, but there were definite differences between the Virus's body and the wing that stood before the Guardian of Flame. His hair was long, pulled back into a short pony tail, his skin was paler from being held in the Twilight for so long. His eyes, a dark hue of Navy, even in his Normal state. He was also a little taller. he wore a white button up shirt, covered with a black jacket bearing a royal blue crest resembling a wing on the left shoulder. Black pants and boots complemented the look. and a royal blue scarf hung loosely around his neck.