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Characters:

 

 

Incarceron:

 Moonlight Takeharu (Leader)

 Kaiser Rex

 Lanife Neo

 Aurora Tsuki

 Madax

 

Organization:

 Xersen  (Number XV)

 Ikurx (Number XVI)

 Finn (Number XVII)

 (This also includes the previous XIII members of the Organization.)

 

 

 

And so it begins.

 

 

 

 

  Silver sighed. He was in his room, alone, as always. His room within Incarceron's castle had little, and represented little. Just a plain white bed and a boring desk that was shoved into the room. An image of Twilight Town hung on the blank white wall, and another beside it of him and a girl that was presumably his sister.

Incarceron. The opposite Organization that was the rival to the XIII for years. Lead by Silver's own sister, it too sought the power of Kingdom Hearts.

 

  Silver looked down, and yawned. I'm really freaking bored. He thought, rubbing his eyes as he paced around the room. Sure, he could venture out and walk about the empty halls of the castle, maybe even stop at the lounge that looked out to where Kingdom Hearts should be. Sadly, Silver didn't like people. And so he hung out in his room like the depressed teenager he was.

 

 

Xersen watched a monitor in the Organization's computer room. Numbers and figures scrolled faster than a normal human eye could read, but the Master Builder of Organization XIII took in all the information.

"Any of the lessors report in?" Varxin asked, walking up beside Xersen.

"A few reports." She answered, apparently not surprised by Varxin's sudden appearance. "Enough to put some pieces together."

The Iso Nobody hit a button and the data scroll paused.

"I am hoping you could fill in some blanks." she concluded.

Varxin nodded and began to report.

"I like to talk,it helps with the lonelyness. " Lanife said. 

She looked about the walls. "But let's just go." She said.

She kept looking at everything but Silver. "You know what,I'm done talking. " She said bitterly.

Silver sighed, "I apologize." He whispered.

"I don't like people. Because I've been betrayed and left alone for too long." He confessed, and smirked. "And I can see that I've driven you away, as well."

He scoffed at himself; at his foolishness for driving the ones who might be better. "We're almost there, Lanife. If Moon's still around, you can speak to her. I need to get our members to assemble."

Solthix turned and leapt from the top of the Clocktower, his arm's tight to his sides to increase his speed until the wind screamed past his ears. The teen hit the ground hard,or so it would seem as a miasma of shadows spread across the large area in front of the towers base. When it eventually cleared no black-cloaked being would be seen,not a single trace of him left behind except for a piece of paper depicting the Clocktower coming to life,the nobody symbol imprinted upon it's chest as it tore free from it's roots.

A burst of shadow above the sandlot would announce his entrance, a man dressed in all black hurtling towards the center of the lot would not be hard to notice, especially as he twisted and fipped several times in mid-air to land hands first, sending out yet another vortex of shadows as he expertly flipped into a standing position, a grin plastered across his face as he flicked the hood back to reveal his startling white hair and cold blue eyes. Solthix had somehow managed to find a rose to put between his teeth as he strode towards the struggle tournament sign-ups. Chucking the requested fee to the awed worker and writing down his name in neat lettering, the rose still between his teeth as he strode off to the side to wait for it to begin.

The only nobodies that were about the sandlot were his,he had made sure of that. Besides,Varxin had left, there wouldn't be any of his laying about the place. In every shadow across the town however lay in wait a silver knight, the nobody brand upon their backs as they stand silent and vigil, the only hint to their existence being the occasional faint pulse of the blue gem that lays at their chest,a mana signal to Solthix allowing him to receive their reports.  (Warning Big Image)

 

"It would be better if she tapped something." Varxin thought. "Maybe her nose. I really need to talk to her about putting people off."

Xersen stared unblinking at Varxin, as she had all through his report, as she digested the information.

"Blink, Xersen." The Masked Duelist told her.

"My eyes are not in need of moisture or removal of particular matter." She informed him.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't blink anyway. It is disconcerting."

Xersen turned back to the computer and started typing.

"You should spend less time acting on your memories of emotions." She reproved.

"It is not based on emotion." He corrected. "The less you use habits of your somebody, the more distant they become. You lose hold of that, and you could end up a Dusk."

"The probability of that is only 6.03%. I also have procedures in place in case I began to slip."

"Your original self must have been fun parties." Varxin said dryly.

Charlex knocked on Xersens door, waiting for a reply before she entered. "I have just returned from the beasts castle. There are definate signs of infiltration from some group besides the organisation. Lowered heartless and nobody guard population, and a broken crate in the passage behind the grand enterance. There was also an unfamiliar sigil on the door to the passage. That was all." She walked out. There was recon to be done in Agraba, and while she hated recon, someone had to do it. Maybe the heartless levels would be higher there.

Xersen opened another tab on her computer and entered in Charlex's report without even looking around at her. Varxin sighed and stuck his head out the door.

"Good work." He called after Charlex.

"Adequate." Xersen said.

"At least said it." Varxin quipped, pulling his head back in.

"Anything else to report?" The Master Builder asked, ignoring Varxin's comment.

Varxin thought back on his report. He had told her what he knew about this "Incarceron" minus that he had learned it from Solthix, the warning Solthix had given him and the ring now in his pocket. That was best saved for later.

"Nothing." He said.

"Very well." Xersen replied, then paused a moment. "Good...work."

Varxin patted her shoulder.

"You're learning."

He turned and left, going after Charlex. Maybe there was something interesting to get up to.

Charlex turned s she entered the grey area, noticing Varxin behind her. " I am heading out to Agraba to check for more interference. Would you like to join me?" She asked.

Edited July 12, 201312 yr by Scattered Dream

"I would." Varxin answered Charlex. "Things are going a little slowly around here."

He gave Charlex a slight bow.

"Plus, we haven't gone on many missions together, and I felt sometime to get to know one another would be beneficial."

Lanife sighed."It isn't your fault,I just don't want to think about family..." She just kept walking.

"Don't bring that up,please...just do what you want." She said.

"Anyway if Moon,or whatever she's called isn't up there I could just ask you."She added.

"Gah..I feel like I've annoyed you." Silver said, glancing at Lanife for a moment, before returning his gaze back to where they were going. "I apologize if I did." He then added, looking back at her. "I know what it's like to have no family. Trust me..when Moon isn't around, I'm all alone. But.." Silver sighed. Why was he getting like this? This wasn't him. He used to be friendly, cocky, and  excitable. Sure, his life was deathly serious, but he missed his old way of thinking.

 

Silver smiled at Lanife. It was an old smile; ridiculously cocky. "I bet...Moon's already left for some reason, leaving poor Shadow to spread the news. Which means..I have to be the leader. Yay."

Charlex nodded and opened a dark portal. As she stepped through she noticed that most of the sand was gone, but the scaffolding was still up, probably because wall repairs were unfinished. Good, that would make it easier to travel unseen. She turned to Varxin. "Shall we start at the enterance of the city and work our way up to the palace?"

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Varxin stepped out of the dark portal and squinted in the sun light.

"That will work." He replied to Charlex's plan. "I hope we don't find anything that leads out into the desert. I hate deserts. Sand every where."

Varxin then stalked quietly forward.

"Does mission perimeters suggest stealth or the direct approach?"

"Moon.. You know that leader guy from Organizarion is the real deal, hes scary.. And most likely stronger than you.. Stay, and get used to your new colleages. Please, its better than being by myself around teenagers.." Shadow said pulling on her cloak. Moonlight nodded in agreement and closed the dark portal. She pulled the hood over her head and exited her office to the flight of stairs. Shadow and Moonlight walked hastily down the stairs.

"Moon, you're gonna scare everyone with the hood over your face." Shadow said as they reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Stealth without a doubt." Replied Charlex. "For all we know the other group could be here right now. I think we could handle them, but at this point they know more about us than we know of them, and that could be dangerous." She climbed up onto the scaffolding.

"Then we should avoid the regular back alley routes that our patrols use here." Varxin suggested, climbing up after Charlex. "This other group seems to know more about us than we do them."

The Masked Duelist pulled himself up to the top of the scaffolding.

"Plus, we need to watch out for any of Jafar's remaining lackeys, heartless or otherwise. I'd rather not have to fight a war on two fronts."

"Good point, but I have used the scaffolding allot recently to avoid Jafars people. Is there another route we could use beside scaffolding and alleys? I know indoors is off limits... Do you want to try the roofs?" Questioned Charlex.

Varxin looked around him, considered the options.

"The roof tops might be a better as it is a different route, but there is very little cover up there." He observed.

He tapped his mask about where his mouth should be with a hooked finger as he thought.

"We will risk the roof tops for now, but be ready to jump down in case we are attacked."

"That sounds great. The scaffolding has less cover than the roofs, and I have not met this group there, but I will stay alert." Rachel looked up at the roof before climbing. There were two fire plants, but she had equipped five blizzagas before they left. She dodged past a fireball and used the ice spell on one of the flowers, following it up with a few blows from her keyblade. One down, one to go.

Kaiser finally made it up to the area of the Clock Tower. But of course, something has to ruin his day again. "Thought I finally got a break, but not so much, eh?" Upon the Nobodys being there as well as Aurora. "Well, I guess it's time to break some heads. But I'm gone inf like ten minutes, I ain't loosing my twenty over a few white husks." He drew the Eludicator and Dark Repulsar from their sheaves. "I can handle you all with just these." He took a step, and as the Nobody's approached to attack him, he parried their attacks with ease, yawning in boredom. "I figured we'd finally be getting rid of these things, or at least seeing some more elite Nobodys'. Eh, whatever." He did a cross-slash and removed a few Nobodys' from the field.

Jixush had been lurking in the shadows of the Clock Tower. He was visiting just to grab some Sea-Salt Ice Cream, when some Nobodies showed up. He quickly recognized them as Solthix's, a former member of the Organization. It was then he decided to watch and wait as chaos spread. Soon though, mysterious warriors, not Organization, and not any other warriors that the Organization was keeping tabs on. Then he remembered a memo he had received recently, regarding a new group, called Incarceron. That was his best guess as to the identities of these warriors. 'Might as well grab some intel,' Jixush thought to himself, putting his hood up.

 

"Not bad." Jixush called over to a man who had just destroyed quite a few Nobodies. "But honestly, you should pick on someone your own size." Jixush made an effort to not reveal any emotion in his tone, and he summoned his keyblade. It was gleaming silver, glinting in the sunlight. Jixush could not explain why summoning his own weapon felt so wrong, but he never made much mind to it. "Let's see if you can handle something other than these mindless soldiers."

Varxin calmly followed Charlex and dodged out of the way of the fire balls.

"This place has a serious weed problems." he commented dryly before summoning his keyblade and hurling it across the roof tops at the last plant.

The spinning blade sailed quietly through the air and and sliced through the plant. It altered course and returned to Varxin, who caught it and dismissed it in one smooth motion.

"Good idea with the ice." he complemented Charlex. "I would have tried that as well, but I've never been that good with those sorts of spells."

 

Xersen formatted the last bit of information she had looked over and closed the files. She was actually getting some rather good reports for just starting out with the investigation into the Incarceron. But, this was an instance where she wanted to see somethings for herself. Varxin had made some findings at Twilight Town. Perhaps that would be a good place to pick up a trail for her as well.

Edited July 15, 201312 yr by rikunobodyxiii

Jixush had been lurking in the shadows of the Clock Tower. He was visiting just to grab some Sea-Salt Ice Cream, when some Nobodies showed up. He quickly recognized them as Solthix's, a former member of the Organization. It was then he decided to watch and wait as chaos spread. Soon though, mysterious warriors, not Organization, and not any other warriors that the Organization was keeping tabs on. Then he remembered a memo he had received recently, regarding a new group, called Incarceron. That was his best guess as to the identities of these warriors. 'Might as well grab some intel,' Jixush thought to himself, putting his hood up.

 

"Not bad." Jixush called over to a man who had just destroyed quite a few Nobodies. "But honestly, you should pick on someone your own size." Jixush made an effort to not reveal any emotion in his tone, and he summoned his keyblade. It was gleaming silver, glinting in the sunlight. Jixush could not explain why summoning his own weapon felt so wrong, but he never made much mind to it. "Let's see if you can handle something other than these mindless soldiers."

"Ah. A real fight. I'm going to have to kill you in five minutes, sorry,but that's just how it is." He laughed, resheaveing his other blades and bringing about his two keyblades he prepared for combat. "Unless you got some feathers or something, you can make the first move."

"You're confident. Whether or not that confidence is unfounded or not is yet to be seen." Jixush spoke mysteriously. He hated the tone, but he couldn't afford to betray any knowledge of the Organization to an enemy. "And no feathers. So I go first." Jixush replied. He drew himself into a fighting position. He held his keyblade parallel with his hooded head, his other hand out for balance. A small grin crossed his lips, though he doubted it could be seen under his hood. Jixush made his move quickly. In an instant, he had vanished from sight, into a dark corridor below his feet. Without leaving time to react, Jixush reappeared behind his victim. Jixush whispered coldly, "Goodnight." The Cryptic Amnesiac (suckiest organization title ever, I know) rose his blade to strike quickly. He put enough strength into the strike to knock out, but not kill. He hoped to capture this man for interrogation.

"You're confident. Whether or not that confidence is unfounded or not is yet to be seen." Jixush spoke mysteriously. He hated the tone, but he couldn't afford to betray any knowledge of the Organization to an enemy. "And no feathers. So I go first." Jixush replied. He drew himself into a fighting position. He held his keyblade parallel with his hooded head, his other hand out for balance. A small grin crossed his lips, though he doubted it could be seen under his hood. Jixush made his move quickly. In an instant, he had vanished from sight, into a dark corridor below his feet. Without leaving time to react, Jixush reappeared behind his victim. Jixush whispered coldly, "Goodnight." The Cryptic Amnesiac (suckiest organization title ever, I know) rose his blade to strike quickly. He put enough strength into the strike to knock out, but not kill. He hoped to capture this man for interrogation.

"Too bad, you missed. And afterimage is a technique where someone moves too fast for the eye to capture the movement, thus creating a vision of someone in their actual place, making them think that-visually-they struck something, when in reality, they didn't. Come on, I'm still wearing my steel jacket, you can be faster than that, can't you?" He was coy, messing around like a playful child, but he was no where to be seen. "Oh, well. My turn." Kaiser released his keyblades, causing him to fall from the tower. He was sitting pretty before that, just watching him from the top before he went to make his strike. As he approached the Nobody, he summoned his Keys back and made them into a cross shape, the teeth sticking out. He dived for Jixush from his left, hoping the nobody would doge and evade, he was almost dead silent as he approached his target.

"Thanks." Said Charlex as she looked around. Only scratches here, which could be explained by the heartless and the sandstorm. It was time to move on.