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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VDiJAjpO_Ck

 

{Alexi}

Alexi Strannov watched the rain pelt one of the windows in his office. That was the thing about this world. It was always dark and overcast, raining half the time. Alexi found it strangely comforting. He got up from his chair and walked over to the window to look out over the city scape around him. As far as he had searched, the whole world seemed to be a city, but hadn't searched too far. Creatures lurked out there, but there were a couple of city blocks that they stayed away from. Alexi couldn't think of a better place to direct the Decolor from.

A beep from a clock on his desk told him that one of his teams were starting a mission now. Silently, he wished them luck, then turned to leave his office. It was time to check on some of the others.

 

{The Ulthor}

The 4 man assassin team known as the Ulthor appeared in a secret area in the back alley ways of Twilight Town. The leader of the team, Thet, went to the shrouded entrance of the entry point, checking for anything suspicious.

"Clear." she informed the others in an even tone.

"What, you expected something?" Alph, the teams gunslinger/marksmen, asked sourly. "For the love of the Witch, we were told it was clear."

Thet gave Alph a look that could keep ice cream from melting.

"If you want to die so badly, fine." she said coldly. "But you are not taking the rest of us with you."

Rho, the youngest member of the team, cleared his throat, hoping to divert the argument he saw coming.

"Always best to check." he said, managing a smile. "Remember what happened in Port Royal."

An audible sigh came from the final member of the Ulthor, the assassin Cron.

"Don't get my hopes up, sunshine." She said wistfully. "At least that was fun."

"You can worry about fun later." Thet said, regarding her team. "Now, we have a job."

Though he looked annoyed by Thet, Alph brightened up as the mention of the job.

"And you don't worry about the job, Thet." he said, waving a brief case he held absently. "That wielder will be smoldering in Hades before he knows what hit him."

Thet nodded.

"We all know the plan." she said. "Let's begin. Move out."

In single file, the Ulthor exited the Entry Point, using the alleys to navigate through Twilight Town.

 

Hexatron is seen in Twilight Town, looking down at the town, sitting on the roof of a house, smirking maliciously. "Looks like it's time for me to kill some Wielders today.... Hehehe, who shall be first? Will that person be a weakling? Hehehehe, I hope it's someone "Interesting"..." Said Hexatron, talking to himself out loud. Gaia is seen in an area in the Twilight Town forest, looking at some sort of entrance to an underground complex, with shock on his face, as the entrance ot the complex is seen broken open. "Where did she go?! It can't be... Has she?!" Thought Gaia, mentally thinking to himself in his head. Meanwhile, Dawn is seen at the train station, with a smile on her face, looking around. "It feels so good to be out of that complex. I thought I would never see outside in my entire life!" Shouted Dawn, talking to herself out loud.

Edited May 7, 201411 yr by Tom13

Silver Kuroi:

The day was a bit boring. Nothing mind numbing--no, just another average day that bordered on tedious. At the moment, the boy with odd animal traits sat atop a roof, merely munching on a mid-day snack as he waited for something interesting to happen. It always seemed like he was some sort of magnet for these sort of things. Usually something worth his time would pop up, and allow him to do something beyond eat and sit on other people's homes.

As he waited, Silver began to hum a small tune. Even without something to occupy his time, he always managed to find something worth smiling about.

I guess we shall wait and see what Twilight Town has in store today....it's been too long since I've been here, anyways.

 

Varron Maas:

For Varron, things were less than blissful. It was normal for him to always be grumpy and annoyed about something (though he always hid it beneath an emotionless shield of apathy), but today was something different. Decolor was starting to make movements, which, as Varron was a member of said Organization, meant he was forced into joining whatever force he was put into.

"I can easily defeat any damn Weilder who gets into my path...I don't see any reason why I have to be forced to be with others. Only get in my way.."

Dawn leaves the train station, and runs down the street to head into the plaza, and looks around at all of the people. She is excited to be able to see all of Twilight Town so far. "Let's see what the plaza holds in store." Said Dawn, talking to herself out loud in a cheerful tone. Hexatron is still seen sitting on the roof, thinking of ways to kill Keyblade Wielders. "Hmm, let's see... Should I slice their heads off? Nah, too simple... Perhaps toss them off cliffs? Oh, how AWESOME is THAT?! Hahaha!!!" Shouted Hexatron, talking to himself out loud.

{Alexi}

As Alexi strode through the repurposed office building, he heard a squeak behind him. He turned to see a small chipmunk in a urban camo jacket standing to attention as best he could.

"Report on possible recruit, sir!" The little chipmunk squeaked, presenting a crystal to his superior.

"Thank you, Sal." Alexi said as he knelt down and Took the crystal. "Make sure to get some food and shut eye before you head out again."

Recon officer Sal nodded his thanks, the scurried away. Alexi held the crystal and spoke a word under his breath. An image of man popped up, with his name and small descriptions beside it.

"Severus." Alexi quoted out loud. "Could be useful."

Alexi altered his course to take him outside. He wanted to see this Severus in person.

 

{The Ulthor}

The team made it out of the alley ways, splitting up for their assigned tasks. Doing his best to blend in, Rho made his way for the Plaza, where he was to cut off any escape by that way. He had to admit, he felt nervous. He had been on several missions before, but he still got jitters. What if he was seen? What if he couldn't stop the target?

All these questions running around his head made him less observant then usually, which is what probably caused his collision with Dawn.

"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" He said quickly, trying to help Dawn.

Inside the station, Alph nonchalantly strolled through security and towards the door to the clock tower.

Both Cron and Thet remained hidden in the crowd.

(IDK how to start this off..So im gonna try to wing it i guess. Lemme know if i make any mistakes according to the plotline guys.)

 

Alexander was staring up at the roof and was laying on his bed. He sighed. Man, how long has it been since Emily left? Every keyblade wielder is getting snatched up left and right these days, i hope she's ok. He quickly put his hand out to the roof in a fist. I am going to get stronger. I'll become so strong that no one will be able to ignore that i can keep up with any keyblade wielder, and then Emily and I can be together again.

 

Emily looked down and sighed. She was one of the light wielders of the Decolor, and she hated every minute of it. Damn it, why can't i just live a normal life? Instead i'm forced to fight like this.....This sucks. He put her hand to her heart. Alex, where did the time go? She quickly shook her head. No, i can't think of that. I have to focus on my duties. 

 

Brandon was resting in his quarters aswell. He was thinking about many things. Man, the Decolor has really kept us on edge lately. We hardly get breaks anymore, and i'm exhausted. Still, at least the thrill of battle keeps me busy. I'd go insane if there wasn't some good side to this.

Braxen and Penny

"Ugh, I don't get it. All we did was break a couple things in Agrabah while fighting some rebels, which we caught by the way, and we're stuck on setry duty on this dull world. I mean, this is Twilight Town! Nothing interesting ever happens here!" Braxen said as he walked through the marketplace in Twilight Town with his partner, Penny.

 

"It was you who broke them Brax, not us. And those "things" you destroyed were ancient ruins that have been around for centuries. They hadn't even been fully excavated yet, and you smashed nearly half the structures to pieces." Penny replied calmly yet coldly. Over the past couple of years working with Braxen, she learned the best way of communicating with the adrenaline obsessed bruit was with a calm and level head. The two of them were near polar opposites, and often got on each others nerves, but they both cared for each other, in a completely platonic way of course, and worked well together, balancing out each others strengths and weaknesses. "Besides, this is only temporary. You'll be back to bashing heads and swan diving off cliffs before you know it, trust me."

 

"Hmph, I hope you're right." Braxen responded, still upset. As the two of them walked into the plaza, Braxen thought he saw a mysterious black figure in the corner of his eye, but when he turned to take a look, it was gone. "Get ready." Braxen wispered into Penny's ear, "It's just a feeling, but I think things are about to get a lot less boring."

 

Clara, Stan, and Lee

Clara sat in the medical room back at the base, polishing her tools. She'd been out of practice lately, but with some of Decolor agents out on a dangerous mission, she had the feeling she might need her medical tools before the day was out. Meanwhile, Stan and Lee sat nearby playing cards, patiently waiting to hear how the mission was going.

Edited May 7, 201411 yr by Captain Arrowguns

Dawn looks up at Rho in surprise after bumping into him. She took his hand, and got up, and smiles at him. "Yes, I'm okay... Thanks for your help, what's your name?" Asked Dawn, asking Rho a question as she closes her eyes as she smiles. Hexatron is still seen sitting on the roof, thinking of a plan. "Hehehe, it's settled, then... Might as well hunt down some Keyblade Wielders, and torture them to my Heart's content! Hahahahaha!!!" Shouted Hexatron, mentally thinking to himself in his head. Hexatron stand sup form where he is sitting on the roof, and looks around.

 

 

(This theme plays as Hexatron begins to make his move.- https://soundcloud.com/lilim-2/vector-king-120)

Edited May 7, 201411 yr by Tom13

The glass statue had soon for two centuries. Basked in the glow of every dawn, the monument to Twilight Town's protector was a reminder of the sacrifice of the Light. The glass armor and wings flared, both Keyblades forever held in a defensive stance. The glass statue of Zion de Wynter was thereto remind those of the Light, that hope survives the darkness, and to the dark, that even when one is thrown into the deepest abyss  of black, can fight to the light. Her lifeforce gone long ago, her heart weaponized and body encassed, the clear glass untouched by even the most deadly of attacks, Zion, even in death, was still a symbol.

 

That was why the Light was in a panic. Because, not five minutes ago, did the glass begin to crack. 

 

This word, this news, was a wildfire through Twilight Town. Hushed whispers and fearful conversations were everywhere. Fornonce the Decolor, the Dark...the rumors and whispers, those fears were nought. The fear their monument would shatter after two hundred years.

The station plaza was filled with people. Keyblade Masters and all, even the Mayor, Fiore de Wynter, was present. This appearance sparked some hope, but even the legendary descendant was nought but a shadow. Her family gone and dead for not even a month, Fiore was hollow. Hope was waning, and as red and orange swirled among the glass, it only continued to crack.

 

On top of the clock tower, Luna watched. Her friend and lover was going to forever be gone. Not even her statute would remain.

Behind her was Sarah Aether. Her short hair and ripped jeans made her look like a punk, even her ripped shirt screamed punk.

In reality she was a powerful woman who's influence, even today, was powerful. Secretary of Avalon's Navy and still with the rank of Admiral to her name, Sarah was silent. Her friend would soon be dust, and the symbol of balance, gone.

"We should say our goodbyes." Sarah finally said to Luna.

 

 

Underneath Twilight Town, Evie was screaming. Electrodes attached to her breasts, back, and stomach shocked her. This form of stimuli was still being used, despite repeated failures. They had just done this to have fun, watching her writhe and soil herself. 

 

Dragged out a few minutes later, she was taken to a new room, where a nurse checked her body for damages and healed her. Evie knew she'd never die here, unless they messed up.

The nurse's warm hands gently rubbed her back.She was the only source of comfort to Evie, and the only one who'd ensure her comfort.

 

Evie blacked out finally. Even with healing, her body just shut down, leaving her under the care of the nurse...for now.

{The Ulthor}

Alph swore under his breath as he saw Sarah and Luna, quietly closing the latch door behind him.

"My point is occupied." He growled into his mike.

Outside in the crowd, Thet looked up at the clock town.

"Then move to your B position and get ready for the target." She said calmly through the Ulthor's battle net.

Alph continued to sware under his breath as he sauntered down the stairs, back to the train station's main floor. Beside Hexatron, Cron came up and slapped the back of his head.

"If your gonna rant, do it quieter." She admonished. "And wait until the party starts to make your move. You'll know when."

With that, the agile assassin bounded off the roof, dropping down in an alley.

Rho seemed a little taken aback by Dawn's question.

"I, um, my names...Rho." He said, trying and failing to think up an alias.

A sudden wave of curiosity hit him. This was a pretty girl.

"What's yours?" He asked.

Dawn simply smiles at Rho, as she looks on at him. She is excited at meeting someone new. She opens her eyes as she looks on at him. As she looks on at him, she is impressed by the looks of him. "My name's Dawn... That's a good name for you, it makes me feel happy inside, so, what brings you here today?" Asked Dawn, asking Rho a question. Hexatron rubs the back of his head, as he let's out a grunt. "Keh, Cron-chan always tries to ruin my fun, doesn't she know that I get impatient to do what I want very quickly?" Thought Hexatron, mentally thinking to himself in his head.

Edited May 7, 201411 yr by Tom13

Braxen and Penny

"Sheesh, quit your shoving." Braxen grumbled to the people around him. He couldn't see what it was, but something was getting the crowd all riled up, and people were beginning to push and shove others out of the way to get a better veiw.

 

Penny frowned. "Don't worry, I'll handle this." she said summoning her keyblade, and shot a pillar of fire into the air in an effort to get everyone's attention and calm them down.

{The Ulthor}

"Oh, I'm just here with some friends." Rho managed to answer, feeling that he'd do better versus torture. "Ya know, see the sites and what not."

The young Decolor agent cleared his throat. He wasn't really good at talking with girls.

"How about you?"he asked, nervously. "Here with friends?"

Thet, who was in the crowd, jerked and looked to see the pillar of fire Penny had formed, as did many others.

"Pompous Keyblader." She thought.

"Wielder grandstanding." She hissed through her radio. "Keep it cool for now."

The pillar of fire now scared everyone. But before the crowd became an all out riot, a blast of air as powerful as a burricane wind almost blew evrryone over, and drew everyone's attention. The caster was a younger man, about early thirties, with a shaven head and a monstrous Keyblade. Beside him were other Wielders, and he waited until silence fell. 

"I am Master Typhon from Disney Castle. Tyeze are my colleagues, Abbadon and his brother, Apollyon. Now I know the monument's decay is a bad omen, but we cannot let fear turn us into mongrels!" He nearly looked like he had eaten something sour. "We of the Scienctific Community are doing everything we possi -"

 

Typhon was cut off by a very loud crack. Eyes drew to the monument, and as red, orange, and now yellow swam beneath the crystaline surface, the cracking was accelerating.

 

Luna and Sarah had finally got down, and from the top steps watched.

Luna began to cry.

 

Typhon was pale. "Please stay calm. Negativity will only furthererode this monument! Be calm, and go to your homes. We will do everything -"

 

Cut off again, the his crack was louder, it was sharper and more gutwrenching. The monument was now cracked all the way through...and British voice seemed to whisper between the cracking glass.

"From the depths of despair awakens Salvation...her wings ablaze with golden fire."

 

The glass then, in a thunderous crash, exploded outwards.

Silver Kuroi:

A giant pillar rushed into the sky. Right on the money.

Someone was in the town and already was starting to make a fuss. A giant column of light that shot up into the air....probably a Keyblade Wielder.

"Not too many of us Weilder's left." Silver murmured, standing up and dusting off his coat. He paused for a moment to finger the large plate that covered his left eye, checking to ensure it was secured tightly. With that, he nimbly leapt onto the ground and began to make his way to where he had seen the pillar appear. His pace though....only increased when it seemed that serious things were going down.

 

"When I asked for something interesting...I didn't expect this." Silver mumbled, his left hand shooting out to summon his weapon -Two Becomes One- to prepare for what could be a serious fight.

Edited May 8, 201411 yr by Silver Kuroi

Dawn thought about this for a while, but then she shakes her head. She never had any friends before until now, although, she is willing to have friends. Although, she couldn't help but blush slightly as she listens to what Rho is saying to her. She grasps Rho's hand tightly as she looks on at him. "Well... To be honest, I've never had any friends before... Until now, which is y-you..." Said Dawn, talking to Rho.

Edited May 8, 201411 yr by Tom13

{Lunaris and Hotaru}Hotaru was on the roof of one of the many houses near the plaza. It was a strange day since early on. Apparently the statue of Zion de Wynter, hero of Twilight Town, was showing signs of cracks on its surface."I do not see the point in being here. The statue have some cracks, so what?" he asked with a bored look on his face. "People these days flock to that statue like it would grant them their wishes."The black haired boy looked behind him, trying to find any signs of his friend and partner Lunaris."Lunaris? I can't believe...Are you wasting your time on something unimportant again?" Hotaru asked once he saw his blond haired friend sitting on the edge of the roof looking towards the plaza. The Wielders marches to our village   We build new weapons to be ready   We will not let them wreck or pillage   For they will never crush our hearts   The Wielders drawing near To take our loved ones dear But now that we work all as one   We will not bow to fear   Ready for war!   Hear the thunder of the hammers   Ready for war!   We are striving all together   Ready for war!   Mount the walls and bear your weapons   Ready for war!   For we never will surrender"Are you done?" Asked Hotaru to his friend.Before Lunaris could answer, one of the Wielders in the crowd made a pillar of fire which scared the people, that's until a Keyblade Master showed up and tried to regain order."I'm done." Lunaris said. "Singing makes me feel better. In any case...we should get ready."Lunaris grabbed her sniper rifle and carefully pointed it at the Keyblade Master."Tick tock, tick tock, goes the clock....here comes your final hour...."Then whispers could be heard all around the two of them."Can you hear that?" Said Hotaru. "Where is it coming from?""Who cares. The Master is go-"It was then that the glass statue exploded and Luna stopped looking at the Master and focused on the surrounding area."What was that?!" She yelled.

Edited May 8, 201411 yr by Elrandir

Derik was watching the opening event. A fire grandstand act, a British accent with a cheesy entrance line, excitement. He pulled out his swords. "I'll can't wait to split some bodys." He muttered, a slight, mischievous smile curled up his lips. "Who will include be drinking the blood of tonight?" He asked himself.

 

Sandrew hung from the branch of a tree, border across his face. He hung upside down from the tree, like a sloth. "It's been years, Lyra... it hope your OK." He muttered, then, out of nowhere, Brooklyn is shaking the tree. "Oi! That's not good for you, kid, I'd say you should get out of the tree! He yelled, but Sandrew ignored him. "I'm fine. I'm trapped in here, anyway, so It's not like it have a reason to get down." Brooklyn sighed. "The statue in the center of town just exploded, word has it, welders and even trainees are being dispatched. Your on the list to go, and it was told to find you." Sandrew, though out of charater, decided to go. "Fine, whatever. Tell them I'll be out and doing what needs to be done." A lie, he planned to wander aimlessly through the town.

 

Lyra dashed through the city. "With the events happening now, they're sure to dispatch everyone out of the force they can! Maybe finally I'll be able to find Sandrew..." she thought, running as fast as she can to the center of town.

Varron Maas:

Twilight Town. One of the few worlds Varron enjoyed. Mostly due to the relaxed atmosphere of the whole town, though secretly he also reveled in the mystifying nature of the place as well. Apparently a group known as Organization XIII  once held connections to the town, and their marks could still be found.

Varron had been walking about the town, trying to find something to bide his time....when he heard what was certainly a massive, powerful explosion. This was not what he wanted. He wanted a can to kick of a cloud to stare at. Not exploding things.

 

Nevertheless he ran towards the sound of the explosion and found something he hadn't expected--a shattered statue that presumably was in one piece before Varron arrived. He frowned, summoning a lance and a gunblade to his aid.

Xamtweth leaves from the abandoned mansion where he trains to hone his skills, listening to some EDM on his headphones as he walks back into the town. He has no care for anything around him, rather be on his own. Of course, that's all about to change when he noticed a large pillar of Fire, indicating a Keyblade wielder has shown up to take care of something. Oddly enough, it is where the statue is located.

 

"What the hell is going on here?" he stated. "Might as well check into it."

 

He walks towards the town square and sees an audience surrounding the area.

 

"The statue. What happened to it?"

 

Xam ponders his thoughts as he wedges through the audience to get the front seat of the show.

The sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the room. Neena was working out in her personal gym, sparring against a magic manikin. She performed a twirling maneuver, knocking away her opponent's blade before coming around again, slicing through it's vitals. Instantly, the manikin stopped fighting, and began to repair itself. Neena smiled. These toys we never any real match for her, but it was still good practice, and sweating helped her think. She held out her hand, and a claw of darkness extended from her hand, grasped her water that was sitting a few meters away. It returned to her, leaving the bottle in her hands. Neena drank the water. Refreshing. Leaning back against the wall, she snapped her fingers, and a crystal came to life in the center of the room. It showed off the events in Twilight Town, as they happened. Smiling slightly at the plan about to go through, she relaxed and watched the show.

~~~~~

In the center of Twilight Town, at the top of a shorter building in order to not bring attention to herself, Mali stood. Rapture was summoned, and by her side. She smiled, she had received an anonymous tip-off that the Decolor would be here today. And of course, this was a Light-occupied world. An ambush here would be the perfect start to a war. If it failed, she could always deny involvement, say it was simply due to rising tensions. Mali smiled cruelly. Oh yes, this was perfect. She raised her keyblade casually, and shot up a flare into the sky. It exploded like a firework, and from every corner of the world, shadows that were around came to life as dark wielders stepped out of dark corridors, and some citizens took off their disguises, and began assaulting suspicious looking people. Mali didn't say another word as she vanished into her own dark corridor, leaving Twilight Town in the chaos.

~~~~~

Ryonne flashed beside Varron, and parried away a slice from a dark Wielder. He stabbed the keyblader, before grunting at Varron. "Try not to get yourself killed the second you're away from me would you?" Ryonne had been assigned to this irritatingly cocky Decolor agent only a little bit ago, and they were supposed to function as partners. Of course, they both preferred working alone, but the order had come straight from Ms. Mors herself, so there had been no argument.

~~~~~

Quint wandered through the chaos completely calmly, striding to the center of the plaza, where the statue had been moments before. A dark fireball roared by him, but Quint didn't flinch. He had already seen it coming before the user had. He came to the young Zion, laying upon the ground, clothed in nothing but the sky. Quint didn't show any lust, or did anything disgusting. Rather he quickly unbuttoned his long jacket, and placed it over the hero of Twilight Town. "Excuse me miss," Quint started to speak to the girl. "But we're in the midst of quite the battle, and it might be nice if such a beautiful woman as yourself didn't walk around naked. Never know what kind of unsavory company you might attract." Quint said, by the end, he was grinning ever so slightly.

Twilight Town was abuzz with news. Not sense the end of the last conflict between Light and Dark (two weeks, come Tuesday) had so much action been pulsing through the ordinarily (kind of) quiet town. Maniacal lunatics on the loose! Flaming pillars and explosions! Shadows coming to life and attacked innocent bystanders, who were only five days away from retirement!

 

All of which was inconsequential in light of the true shocker of the day: the Sea Salt Ice Cream vendor was getting new flavors!

 

"Mmm!" mumbled the owner of the ice cream shop, temporarily unable to form words as he enjoyed a large bite of his strawberry and vanilla swirled ice cream bar. "This really is quite nice."

 

"But of course," agreed the tall, bluff man in the floppy white hat, who smiled with satisfaction at the owner's compliments. "The difference, you see, is to have the vanilla compliment the sweetness of the strawberry, without overpowering it. Notice, how the subtle creaminess of the vanilla blends with the natural sugars of the fruit, washing down the burst of flavor like a savory glass of milk."

 

The owner nodded. "Yeah, it's pretty slick."

 

Le Chef blinked, then, shrugging with a hint of disappointment, nodded once more. "Indeed. Of course, this is only one of the many flavors which I can grace your famous boutique with. The crowds, they will come flocking once more, and the wars will grind to a halt so that the soldiers might due battle for the more just cause of your stock."

 

"What you say is true," agreed to owner, "but I'm still hesitant. The family motto has always been "Sea Salt, and Sea Salt alone!" And it would be a pity to be the one to break that."

 

"My friend," cajoled Le Chef, placing a large hand on the man's shoulder. "Your family, they are renowned as great craftsmen of dairy products. Your Sea Salt icecream will forever be the jewel in your iced crown. All that Le Chef wishes to do is to add more gems to that crown. For we both want the same thing: to see the masses enjoy delicious food, and walk about with great big smiles on their smudged faces."

 

The owner pondered this. It certainly was true: people really did need something to smile about these days (public executions tended to be a total downer to what would have been an otherwise gnarly weekend), and honestly, he was certain that people really wouldn't mind more than one choice of flavor. "Still, there's just the one thing that's bugging me. See, we always buy our stock from 'McDuck Foodstuffs," and if we start buying from you, there might be some trouble."

 

Le Chef laughed aloud. "My good man, you do not buy from McDuck."

 

"Er, yes, we do."

 

"No, you definately do not."

 

Perhaps it was the large hand on his shoulder that was giving the owner pause. Or maybe it was the slight dark glint in the eyes of the man staring down at him. Or maybe it was the stories he had heard of a keyblade wielder named Blake Blackwing who was found dead in Atlantica after opening a clam shell chest, only to find it filled with fully charged toasters, with witnesses claiming to have seen a man in a floppy white hat and impeccable mustache at the scene of the crime.

 

Whatever the case may be, Le Chef was able to walk happily down the streets of Twilight Town with a cemented sale. Another happy customer!

"Factor! This is outrageous!" Xam exclaims. A full scale assault!? What in the world is happening here?

 

A dark wielder approaches Xamtweth, ready to take his life. Xam answers back with his hand cupping his headphone, other arm stretched out, aiming to give the dark wielder a shock of his life.

 

"You are filled with darkness, and intend to use it for immoral reasons. Now die. LIGHTNING ROOK!"

 

Blue and Yellow Lightning bolts took over the Dark Wielder as it screamed in agony, and was left with nothing but ashes.

 

"Heh, looks like my training is paying off, now to help the others to safety." Xam takes off, to help defeat the wielders like an army falling one by one by one while listening to "In My Remains."

Derik repeatedly parried attacks, knocking basically everyone in his path away. None of uhemail had proven worth first blood shed from him.

 

(WIP)

The glass suddenly stopped in midair.

"Really now." The voice returned, its tone mocking. "As if she would have died that easily."

 

The glass was sucked into a central point, and it reformed. The crystaline form of Zion back...the glass melted off, revealing smooth skin and feathery wings.

 

Zion de Wynter fell tonthe ground as Mali fired her signal, and before Typhon and his students could react in shock, the Dark Wielders attacked.

 

Apollyon fell. The surprise attack cut him down where he stood, sending Abbadon into a frenzy. He slaughtered a few wielders, but even he was felled. Typhon, meanwhile, was cutting down wielders, trying to defend the girl. It was impossible. Just impossible.

 

'ZION!"

Luna and Sarah rushed ahead, thrn were stopped by the assault. Luna nearly was hit, but an Aegis shield saved her.

"Freya activate." Sarah braked into her comm. "Bring Yggdrasil in and provide medevac for Zion." She drew her sidearm and spun just in time, the Keyblade barely missing her. The Raikou sidearm barked and entered like a penny and exited with a hole the size of a potato.

 

Zion wasnt awake yet. But a soothing voice spoke in her mind.

"Wake up babe. People need you."

"Bloody hell Xion! Just tell the damn girl this." There was a dramatic pause. "Luna is in danger."

 

As Quint looked upon Zion, she sat up, pulling the coat around her slender, nude form. The battle raged, and she stood.

"Thank you." She said to quint. Fastening coat closed, Zion turned to the battle. She saw Luna, she saw death and sorrow. And she grew angry. This was her home. Her. Home.

And as Luna was hit by a dark firaga ball and thrown down, Zion lost it. Wings abalze in fiery gold, she rose as the wind ripped at her coat. 

"GET OUT OF MY HOME!" She bellowed in rage. Two doubled ended Keyblade flashed to existance, breaking apart. Two more blades appeared, a Keyblade of music and swords, and Two Become One, just like a certain someones. They flashed forward and struck Dark wielders before reappearing around her, qnd she rose higher into the sky.

"Radiance Unleashed - Dawn's Gospel."

 

Her form enveloped by light, Zion was encased in multicolored Keyblade armor. Her Keyblades apart and ready, Zion surveyed the battlefield, bathing it in Holy light.

"Albion Strike, Artemis Arrow Mode."

Angling her feathers, she fired dozens of small missile like bolts that began impacting Dark Wielders. Two hundred years of power growing, she felt like a supercharged megawarrior.

 

"Tremble before the coming of the dawn!" She cried, Keyblades flying into the melee. Pillars of light shot up from beneath Dark wielders while Light wielders felt the healing power of Salvation.

 

As Luna is as healed and Sarah kept covering her, Typhon could only marvel at the awesome power of the legendary hero. He was shocked at this development, and had to get to Mercedes Mouse soon.

 

But for now, he watched as Zion's Artemis Arrows began their devastating strike, thinking she despised the Dark.

 

In actuality, she really was pissed that Luna was hurt and...okay, so two hundred years of being a crystal and her lover, only familiar face, and (she swears only five percent of this) her best bet of letting out two hundre years of sexual frustration, was hurt.

The glass suddenly stopped in midair.

"Really now." The voice returned, its tone mocking. "As if she would have died that easily."

 

The glass was sucked into a central point, and it reformed. The crystaline form of Zion back...the glass melted off, revealing smooth skin and feathery wings.

 

Zion de Wynter fell tonthe ground as Mali fired her signal, and before Typhon and his students could react in shock, the Dark Wielders attacked.

 

Apollyon fell. The surprise attack cut him down where he stood, sending Abbadon into a frenzy. He slaughtered a few wielders, but even he was felled. Typhon, meanwhile, was cutting down wielders, trying to defend the girl. It was impossible. Just impossible.

 

'ZION!"

Luna and Sarah rushed ahead, thrn were stopped by the assault. Luna nearly was hit, but an Aegis shield saved her.

"Freya activate." Sarah braked into her comm. "Bring Yggdrasil in and provide medevac for Zion." She drew her sidearm and spun just in time, the Keyblade barely missing her. The Raikou sidearm barked and entered like a penny and exited with a hole the size of a potato.

 

Zion wasnt awake yet. But a soothing voice spoke in her mind.

"Wake up babe. People need you."

"Bloody hell Xion! Just tell the damn girl this." There was a dramatic pause. "Luna is in danger."

 

As Quint looked upon Zion, she sat up, pulling the coat around her slender, nude form. The battle raged, and she stood.

"Thank you." She said to quint. Fastening coat closed, Zion turned to the battle. She saw Luna, she saw death and sorrow. And she grew angry. This was her home. Her. Home.

And as Luna was hit by a dark firaga ball and thrown down, Zion lost it. Wings abalze in fiery gold, she rose as the wind ripped at her coat. 

"GET OUT OF MY HOME!" She bellowed in rage. Two doubled ended Keyblade flashed to existance, breaking apart. Two more blades appeared, a Keyblade of music and swords, and Two Become One, just like a certain someones. They flashed forward and struck Dark wielders before reappearing around her, qnd she rose higher into the sky.

"Radiance Unleashed - Dawn's Gospel."

 

Her form enveloped by light, Zion was encased in multicolored Keyblade armor. Her Keyblades apart and ready, Zion surveyed the battlefield, bathing it in Holy light.

"Albion Strike, Artemis Arrow Mode."

Angling her feathers, she fired dozens of small missile like bolts that began impacting Dark Wielders. Two hundred years of power growing, she felt like a supercharged megawarrior.

 

"Tremble before the coming of the dawn!" She cried, Keyblades flying into the melee. Pillars of light shot up from beneath Dark wielders while Light wielders felt the healing power of Salvation.

 

As Luna is as healed and Sarah kept covering her, Typhon could only marvel at the awesome power of the legendary hero. He was shocked at this development, and had to get to Mercedes Mouse soon.

 

But for now, he watched as Zion's Artemis Arrows began their devastating strike, thinking she despised the Dark.

 

In actuality, she really was pissed that Luna was hurt and...okay, so two hundred years of being a crystal and her lover, only familiar face, and (she swears only five percent of this) her best bet of letting out two hundre years of sexual frustration, was hurt.

Braxen and Penny

Braxen laughed when Penny's attempt at maintaining order caused the people to panic. "Well then, I guess the people here just don't have the backbones they have in Midgar, do they Penny?" Suddenly, several dark keyblade weilders came rushing at them. "Well then, let the party begin!" Braxen shouted excitedly as he charged straight at two of the keybladers, quickly dispatching them with his keyblade and ice magic. "I take back everything I said, this place's turning into a blast!"

 

Penny rolled her eyes, "Come on Brax, this is supposed to be business, not pleasure. Defensive formation!" she shouted, and Braxen hesitantly created a barrier of ice for them to take cover behind. They then began firing blasts of fire and ice from behind their barrier, making sure not to hit any civilians.