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The wind Blows, Sand Wipes The Decay and Ash into the air. Many fires are Burning about in the Distant areas. Buildings are lost in the Dismay and smoke. Lining the roofs of the building that still stand, are the Demonic heartless, Hellkite. They feed by draining Innocence from the People. leaving them in a gloom. They are shelled out from all of what made them "Them". Only another view to remind all who fell and all who dwell In twilight town of its torture. At every turn, there are Hellkites Making prey of the poor Defenceless People. They Move And lurk in the depths of all Shadows. Only their eyes peering, But only for a Brief moment are they visible. Camps are Spread out on the horizon, Known As "Work Mounds". Life has been sucked from the World. Many not the will to fight, or even continue. 

Sick line the streets and If you don't work at entertaining or Dig work, you forfeit yourself as Food or a demon itself. The Wind Dried and Humid, All that is blown in, is ash and regrets. Fear and Concern. 

But the spark has yet to fade.

Many still believe that change is but a sunset away.

 

In a Workers mounds, Chatter begins to arise. The air fills with a new hope.

"Yeah, and if you make it to them they can keep you safe."

Many people spawn fear from listening, others ignore. it's nothing but a fairytale to them.

"Stop talking like that. It will get you killed"

The shackles Of all those around are bound tighter than Lucifer's Grasp on heavens.

"The tower? That is suicide!"

Those words ring true. the tower is an escape. the only way to escape. but many who have gotten near the tower...

"Please forgive me!! Ah!!"

Don't breathe any longer.

The land is in fear. tighter than any noose. It grips the throats of hope and Suffocates it. There are few who can make it, but only the strong are met with freedom.

 

"Leon! Doesn't He lead the Rebesho? Was he the guy who started The Xeno tyr with the Sacred Five?"

Time is but a stagnant thing and here it seems like it revisits everyone. the Past come to haunt as so they say.

"I have to make it out... I will make it out."

with the world like this, Is there much hope for Chance? Would you believe there was? Look around, Everyone has given up on it long ago, It's been 30 years. But please show me... why you still fight.

"Don't! you fool! you'll get yourself killed! Idiot!" 

Go... Fight to be free.

 

(The main monsters of this area are just normal hellkites.

 

They are weaker, lower being and just sit there clawing at people. they are Relatively small compared to a human or angel. About the size of a large Dog. They get Frightened when Presented with a challenge that they know they'll lose And make up the majority of the cityscapes. Claws are their main form of attack alongside biting. they are Pretty fast and gang up on people. They can Spit Little Flames at their enemies either used to escape or blind. Weak in defence, they are pretty easy to take out.

 

And the Haunted Knights.

One of the First "Legion Of May" They are the Twisted souls of the strong that have fallen in battle against the "Decem of Blancaras", which is the rise of Lucifer. Many have fallen, and many were resurrected to do lucifer bidding as a twisted Ironic Horror. It is torture on their souls. They have an array Of Weapon. Spears, swords, Muskets, Shields, they are Fairly Skilled and can hold their own. they are attracted to Fight and carnage. Only sent out when a Treat is "Good enough for their attention". They are Controlled by The 4th Lord Lt. Azazel. Strong in Better In Mindless Onslaught and moderate in Defence. Still they can take a lot of punishment.

 

I don't mind how present your power I.E You just figured it out that you can use this power or you always knew you had whatever the reason. You may slay the hellkites as you see fit they are very weak. All they have is strength in numbers. Feel free to start at a workers mound or Roam Somewhere within Twilight town.)

 

"Freedom to Express."

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Edited February 15, 20169 yr by Ueibe

Ezekiel, "When we get to heaven... What is the first thing you want to do?"

 

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By a workers mound, Lau set thinking to himself.

"Sunset... It's always sunset. That's one thing to take a gander at." a gentle breeze rolls in and tassels his hair. The world around him was in pain and To him, it was no different, the more he saw it, it was only worse. He never got used to such sights. It wasn't something You could just do. But for certain the Sunset was a thing of beauty. that was of great hope to him. To See at least once while He was awake. he could sit there for hours watching the sun sit still.

"One beauty Lucifer can't snuff Out." No matter how long Lau has been here, it seemed like a place of 'Never getting Used To'. 

Many of the poor people in DimTown Were bitter and robbed of any hope. They only sat there in wait, for their lives to draw the final curtain. If they weren't scared of to draw it themselves. See sometimes as prime torture when you die you go to hell or you go to hell that's it. and some thought they may be able to still go to heaven. No one in this place was able to die and stay dead unless he wanted you dead.

Lau did not like seeing the people like this. He began to grind his teeth against one another. Out of frustration, he left the campfire. In secret, Along the Rubble and more destroyed areas, Lau would train his powers. He found out he could do it when he saw a woman getting struck by a hellkite. He could never sit back and just watch that. He would use them till it brought attention. Mostly sensing, but he didn't shy from the more advanced stuff. As he practiced touching the floor, feeling the different waves, he started to Reminisce. 

"This canyon, Gabriel. Do you see how grand it is?" Lau vocalized while turning to a young boy with Spikey white hair. "Yeah, what about it?" The Young Gabriel said in a curious stammer. "I Made it, With one touch" Lau boasted, "It's Beautiful I'd like to think so." Lau Finished with a small Gentle Grin 

"The Grand Canyon..." Gabriel Stated and looked in awe at Lau's work. Lau turned to little Gabriel and said "I like that very much... The Grand Canyon."  Snapping from the past, memories were the only true way of feeling such light-heartedness ever again. "I Have to find you Gabriel... and I will." He said while looking at the heavens. Clinching his fist but letting it go out of restraint for the day he'll Skewer lucifer. His head gravitated downward. "Just please wait for me." He began practice Before he took a cigarette Out. He knew they were bad but that was the point. He would not dear Feel right hurting a vessel of gods creation on the outside, but he felt he needed to feel punishment. The fall was not enough for him to feel Forgiven by god.

 "I May feel the cancer that Lucifer is, Til he's Dethroned."

 

"That is My True Punishment..."

 

Carver Stood in line For some grub "Y'got'et Bad Don't'cha? Well, We all do!"

 

"In a line, Where you must feed them all!" Carver said dramatically while holding a metal tray. Many people were walking in an assembly line, marching for food. Starved or greedy, no one cared. "One Pot of rice For the sake Of all things Goo- Oh, what might that be?" He stopped to look into a pot that was boiling. it had a tail of hair sticking out. "Y'know if it was like a single strand of hair I could overlook it but that's a ponytail." He said in a jokey way to himself. After which he let out a nervous Laugh. The pot was beside this purple creature that served food. they looked fat, greasy and smelled like sausages to carvers definition. They had a wide mouth, the body of a slug, multiple eyes that aren't located in the same areas between them all, and a knack for kidnapping people. In which they never return. Probably because they were the 'Special Meat' menu item carver always thought. The monster holding a ladle Stared Deeply into carvers eyes, before using the ladle to scoop the ponytail back into the soup. "Ah! I see... Protein and whatnot.." He said with one finger up, acting as if he could see a point. The beast just simply growled at Carver, showing its teeth. "Okay, moving along!" He said as he scampered away. He dropped his tray, and put his hands into his pocket. He began to kick a can down the road as he walked along a building's front. He had a smile on his face the whole time he walked. He touch the wall and felt the grime of it. It was so unkept that as he scrapped his finger along the wall it broke pieces off. These pieces kicked up dust and dirt off the ground.

His shadow leaned out in front of him, He thought on what he could get to eat. That or if he should go to sleep to conserve energy.  He walked back to his camp, which was not far from the food line. Many camps had the same things. same tools, the same type of fire. Very Generic To him. The only difference from his is, that his small little Bonfire was far from the rest of the other campers. He Simply decided to Pick up his pick ax, and get some work done. they won't let you eat if you can't bring them stones, Mythril, Orichalcum, Shining stone, anything, They want. "Hey You!" Carver turned around to see a miner that had a symbol on his chest.

It oozed darkness and evil To the trained eye.

These are the people that have Sold their Soul to Lucifer, to become a demon. To torture instead of being tortured. Carver immediately took notice to the Symbol burnt into him.

"Yes, my kind friend? So how can I hel-." "Shut up!" The man with his lackeys said interrupting Carver. "He looks scrawny enough to kill." One man said to another man. they seem to be very Rugged. Patchy clothing And spit shined hair. Carver was not looking for trouble but he'd give it to them. He was always happy to serve anyone he could, however, he could. He Gripped his Pickax tightly. he knew the signs of battle before they even started. One of the men tried to deliver a Haymaker straight for carvers face. in response, He jumped over the man using the pick axe to dig into the man shoulder bringing him down. When the man slammed against the floor, the Pickax pinned him to the floor from sheer force of the attack. The other men were behind him 'One down three to go!" Carver said. a Man with a pole swung at the shin of Carver. he rose his leg to break the pole upon impact. B-twisting And slamming his foot into his face. after which the other two saw only one hit ko's, they decided to back down and run away, But carver knew this wasn't the last of them. He walked over to the man pinned to the floor. He was yelling in agony, carver just grinned saying "Tsk Tsk Tsk, research before you pick a fight." And removed the pickax. A stream of blood Droplets follows with the Pickax's motion. The man got up With a very Furious look in his eyes and Helped his friend up. Leaving into the distance. Carver Picked his tool up, over his shoulder and began striking the wall. Whistling while he works.

 

Little Hael Has Come to play! "Peek-A-Boo!"

 

Running on building tops, jumping from broken roof to roof. Hael is having, but being tail by Hellkites. She giggles and "Come, come slow poke" She taunts. The hellkite Run on the Roofs Beside hers. "Peek-A-Boo" She covers her face and they lose sight of her. They stop and scramble to look for her. Until She crashes down on one from above. the hellkite laid out cold. "Ha Ha!" She exclaimed before continue her Escape from them. The try spitting fire at her to slow her down. "I'm Rubber!" She said laughing. When the fireball hit it hit a highly reflective, thin lined field around her. That sent the Ovoid Ball of flame Hurdling back at one of the hellkites. He jumps to maneuver out of the way. "And you're Glue!" She yelled, pointing at the Hellkite that dodged. The Flame stopped in mid air and came Straight back at the beast as if it honed in on him. It blows up in a brilliant fashion. She stopped and looked around, by then all the hellkites have fled Because of what she was able to do. "Aww man, I want to show them my toys.." She said as she got slightly sad. Hael was interesting every since the fall she has not been the same. her mentality has reverted in that of a child's. She no long has the brain power to think through hard task. Many she not as smart as she once was. She has a little amnesia. she can remember being in heaven but not her ever being anyone smart. She just wonders the Dead tundras of Twilight town, cause little annoyances to all the hellkites. She calls herself "Team Riibelle". The team consists of her and two rodents. Very well put together if she'd say so herself. She dust her big black jacket off and Continues on her way

Many people here were born into this rotten hell, and many of the original inhabitants of Twilight Town were dead, gone and decaying. But for a girl lying nude in a small room, her clothes in the middle of this week's fifth repair, she was one of the originals. She was born and grew up in Twilight Town. She left it to go on such great adventures, see new lands and be able to meet such wonderful people. But they were all dead and gone...and with them, her power. Disposed and downtrodden, she was nothing here. What little light still existed within her was flickering, like a candle in the wind. Her very existence was fading, as the belief in Light, and the Goddess who swore to uphold the balance, day by day would fade...fade into a light so terrible, she was sick. 

She could only lay there and hope that, maybe, someone would bring her food, something to eat. She couldn't stand today, her weakness growing and growing. She was broken...she was broken.

 

"So..." The words curled across the small room like a snarl, a suave snarl that punctured the air. "The amazing Goddess of Light...keeper of Balance, poly amorous lesbian defender of the Worlds and their precious Light. Oh, how the mighty fall...how does it feel, Goddess? To have your entire existence fade away, as all their belief in you begins to wane...how it ends, and their fearful belief in I, in Lucifer, grows?"

"Azazel...can you not let a girl get dressed before barging in?"

The God of Death, the Fourth Lord of Lucifer, laughed. "Oh my dear Zion...you belong to me." He knelt and reached out, caressing her cheek with the back of his hand. "And to ensure that, I bring you a deal."

"No, I'm not marrying you. Not your concubine, and no, I'm not dancing in the Commons."

"Pff. So unoriginal. Your rapier wit is losing ground as fast as your strength. No, Zion, I offer you...Xion."

Her eyes went wide as a spectral form of her beloved rose from the ground...and she felt her. It was her heart...her heart had been brought up by Azazel...he knew she could feel her. Her strength, what was left, brought her to sit up and cover herself with the thing blanket. Tears formed as Xion fell before her and wrapped her translucent form around her, pressing her face into Zion's neck.

"...I miss you."

"Xi..."

 

Azazel stood, laughing. "I give you a deal, Goddess. You come to Hell and be chained to my throne...right. Beside. Xion. You may spend eternity together, as long as, every time I tell you too...you'll scream in agony for me and my court."

Zion looked at him, and she would say it. She was going to say it...but Xion's lips formed a whisper.

"Heart."

 

Zion de Wynter's eyes went wide, as Xion pulled away and pressed her hands against her chest. Long ago, before this happened, Zion had always planned ahead...withing Xion's heart she had hidden power, in case either she, or Xion, ever needed it. Azazel's greatest attempt to end her, was backfiring. They glowed as Xion transfered what little she had hidden, before Azazel ripped her away and banished her.

"BITCH! WHAT DID YOU DO!?" He roared, eyes wide in pure rage, as he stared down at Zion...who laughed. She didn't stand...no, her body levitated up and golden light enveloped her.

"Divine Armor - Valkyrie's Embrace."

Azazel took a step back. His face drained of all color except grey. His failure, his mistake, had to be rectified. Now.

"Go, Knight of Twelve!" He roared. Before him rose the twisted Knight he summoned, the tortured soul of one who Lucifer had subjugated. But Zion's body was filled with the power Azazel had slowly worked to remove.

"Azazel...you forget...you forget." Her hand extended, and to her she summoned the might Keyblade, Forward Unto Dawn. "Even after the Darkest of Nights...dawn always comes." She landed on her feet, shield extending slightly. "Forward Unto Dawn: Shortsword Mode."

Immediately it warped into a small sword, which retained the handle of Oathkeeper. She lunged at the Knight as Azazel retreated, and the battle soon began.

 

Zion had faced foes far stronger, far deadlier then any Legion of May..but she was weakened. His first strike, using a mighty axe, she blocked with her shield...but thrown back into the wall, was her fate. Grimacing, she rolled away as he hacked into the wall where her head had sat mere moments ago, and turned. Channeling her light, she used the energy to kick off and strike an opening in his armor, right between the shoulder and neck. An ungodly scream emanated, and he backhanded her away. Rolling, she got back up, her small head-helmet thingy (Why did she always forget it's name?) releasing the eye guard. She then threw herself again at him, this time deflecting the axe from her shield, to the side, and ramming Forward Unto Dawn into it's exposed and hurt neck. She ignored the second unholy cry, and looked it in it's tortured eyes.

"Forward Unto Dawn: Balance Mode."

It flared into it's original form, and it's head rolled.

 

Body falling to the ground, Zion, fell back against the wall. Her Keyblade flared and disappeared, and she panted. It was...it was done. She had power...but she had no way to recharge fast. All that failing to believe...it was gone.

Standing up, she reached down, and ripped up the floorboard. A small case held a precious necklace, one that she put around her neck.

And she felt it. The will, the Light, that she so desperately needed.

"And long as I wear this necklace, Xi...I'll never be alone..." She turned, renewed vigor in her. Kicking the door down, the disposed Goddess walked outside. DimTown...no. No longer. This was her home. This was her domain.

"Wear your brown pants, Lucifer." She growled. "And Azazel? Change yours. Because I'm done being pathetic." She walked, and with every step, Zion de Wynter felt the power that had eluded her. Her wife behind her, the balance ruptured by false light...her purpose was clear.

Her time of being an idiot was over.

Before her gathered Hellkites, all of them baying for her blood. Holding her hand out as she advanced, Zion again summoned Forward Unto Dawn.

"Your blood is unworthy of the mighty Dawn..." She growled. "Forward Unto Dawn: Greatsword Mode."

Like Shortsword, it now grew into a normal greatsword, with Oathkeeper's handle. "Still unworthy...but only Knights and Tyrants will feed the Dawn's revolution."

 

She kicked off and flew towards the Hellkites. "The Dawn has arrived!"

Flashback to his awakening.

 

 

 

 

"How long has it been...Artor? Thats your angel name...isn't it?" Came a man with a symbol on his chest, with an escort of hellkites, they would visit his cell every once in a while, as Dex had only recently woken up from his fall from the heavens. "Who told you my real name?" Dex asked the man from inside the cell, he was simply sitting with his back leaning against the wall, the sunlight from his barred window shining at his face, leaning his back on the wall as he was. 

 

"Oh come on, you think they wouldn't know the name of a reaper?" The man answered. "Yes" was Dex's reply. surprising the man, the reapers weren't very well known or respected even being angels themselves, their presence better off hidden and unknown. and Dex was...disappointed that they now knew him. It had been a few weeks since he woke up with...a physical body, something of which was traumatic to him. As a reaper, he never required a body, as his arch form was simply a spectre, but now...he was forced to have one, the question was if it was someone posessed...or if it was his own human body...took a week until he could actually use his body effectively, even then he never got farther than his cell. but that was about to change today.

 

"What business do you want...low ranking insignificant servant of lucifer..." Dex asked, with a very disrespectful tone, making the man grit his teeth in anger from the other side of the cell. "Listen here you piece of shit, you...still have a use for us, you see, you're a reaper, and you have been forsaken, forgotten, no angel will come for you...so, all I ask is that you act as an...unafiliated assassin." The man spoke clearly. Making Dex stand up and walk to the other side of the cell.

 

"How about no?" Dex said, the man was unshaken as he chuckled, "Well then you're gonna remain locked up in there, forever, reaper." The man replied. as Dex laughed, loudly. 

 

"Do you really believe that? first of all you made the mistake of locking me up...and you made the mistake of placing me in a cell near other prisoners and work mounds...where fear lies in the air, and pain and suffering reign..." Dex spoke as the man was taken aback. "What are you talking about...".  Dex chuckled "I am talking about being a reaper, you see, I am still one...and I serve only one thing, the heavens, regardless if I was forsaken or not...and one other thing...Reapers are empowered through fear and despair." Dex said as magical power began to buildup around him. The man in the door taking a few steps back. Startled. "The fear, the pain or everyone around me...empowers me...YOUR FEAR empowers me!" Dex said with a maniacal tone as Dex grinned, as massive soul power, and darkness began spiralling around him, Dex charged an attack a the door, with a blast of soul magic, the door was completely destroyed, its remains flying everywhere outside the cell. 

 

All Dex did was walk out, as his keyblade materialized in his right hand...and the rest...was history...

 

 

 

 

 

- Present day -

 

Dex was on a rooftop, with his newly acquired attire (his appearance pic) that he...borrowed from a clothes shop, something that fit him pretty well, the armor plating on his right arm simply appeared on it as he began to use his keyblade. He stood in the rooftops of the city's poorest parts, where a work mound could be seen from a distance. The fear of the workers could be felt for him all the way from there. 

 

"I want to act...but even if I do, I can't accomplish anything alone, the only hope I have would be to find other fallens angels and hope they're alive and ok..." Dex muttered to himself, crossing his arms as his coat simply danced along with the wind, what would happen if he found another angel? would they even recognize him? would they even aknowledge him? that was a question best left for when he found a fellow angel...if there were any left.

 

He stood overwatching the area for some time until...he overlooked a woman and a...child, running, from something, which turned out to be four hellkites chasing them. This was...unexpected, but welcomed.

 

Dex quickly walked off the rooftop, thats right, he didn't jump, he simply stepped off as he fell down to the streets below, as kicked off the wall...and headed straight for a hellkite, the one's closes to the woman and that was about to swipe at her leg, as Dex landed his feet right at its chest, greatly damaging it and sending it flying to a wall.

 

"Run and don't look back." Dex spoke to the woman who proceeded to as she was told, as one of the hellkites lunged at him, prompting Dex to swiftly backhanding it, his hand covered in darkness for a moment, as the hellkite took the full brunt of his backhand, and was send straight into the ground, as the other two began to fly at him. He simply summoned his keyblade, charged it with soul magic and slashed, one was slashed clean in half, the other managed to dodge, but its arm cut off.

 

The hellkite with its arm cut off limped sideways away from him, visibly shaken and scared of Dex's presence. The fear only serving to empower the reaper even more. as the other hellkite, who managed to recover from the backhand from before, charged at him when Dex's back was turned, but it was stopped by Dex swiftly turning and grabbing it by its throat, as Dex began draining the poor things soul as it struggled in pain, as Dex turned his head towards the wounded kite, who was frozen stiff from fear, as Dex grinned and prepared a darkness spell to fire at it with his free hand, before the kite could get up to fly away, it was blasted to death with a darkness projectile. as the one he held in his grip was now...a dried out husk, drained of its soul, as Dex absorbed its energy. 

 

"Even their souls are weak" he said walking over to the still unconciouss kite he kicked when landing. The woman had already left, nowhere to be seen. As Dex simply stomped the kite's head.

Edited February 16, 20169 yr by Scrapmaster

Up on the roof tops of Twilight Town, Azrael crouched in wait. He had been idle for too long. Now, there was almost too many wrongs to right. If only he had moved on Xehanort at the beginning...

"Enough of that." Az muttered to himself.

He had done enough wondering and beating himself up over what ifs. That was past. Now was the time for action.

Hearing a human scream, The Angel of Vengeance sprang into action, running and jumping over a couple of roof tops till he reached the source of the sound. Below was a family surrounded by hellkites. The father was cradling a bleeding arm as the mother held a son and a daughter tightly to her. Azrael could see the remnant of a defiant look on the parent's face. Thought they'd make a stand, even against impossible odds. That's why Az had always liked humans.

Adrenaline pumping through his veins, Azrael jumped from her perch, landing on one of the hellkites, his heels hitting pinpoint targets as he came down. His weight focused like that caused massive internal damage to the creature, destroying it. For a moment, all eye were on Azrael, as the darkness of the fading Hellkite swirling around him.

"Start running." He told the family.

In a flash, the Angel's blade sprang to his hand as he moved on his next target. He ran another hellkite through, and back fisted another away as it tried to flank him

"Now!" Azrael yelled before slashing a hellkite in two as it jumped at him.

Finally taking the hint, the family fled through the opening Az had created. Without the humans to worry about, he could focus on the slaughter.

"Come on, demon spawn." He growled. "We all know your sins."

One of the hellkites broke after the family, but was skewered against the wall with Azrael's thrown blade. Seizing on the angel's weaponless state, the two remaining hellkites charged. Az deflected one with a crescent kick, then hit the other with a simple fire spell. With both still alive, but briefly stunned, he jump on the one he kicked and snapped its neck, killing it instantly. As the final hellkite recovered from burning, Azrael ran for his blade stuck in the wall. It lunged at him as he wrenched his blade out of the wall and started running up the wall. He somersaulted off the wall as the hellkite clawed the air where he had been. Landing on his feet, Azrael viciously stabbed his blade down, through the final hellkite's head.

"Ah, that felt good." The Angel of Vengeance said.

He dismissed his blade, then waved away the fading most of the hellkite. Now, on to the second step of his plan. Technically, it was suppose to be the first step, but this step had taken precedence. But now, it was time to find allies.

A scream, a cry for help, a wail of fear. These were the sounds of DimTown, heard far too often. The hellkites preyed upon the residents, and there was nothing they could do.

 

Yet another scream echoed through the town. In a desolate corner, there was a single man, surrounded by hellkites. He knew his scream was meaningless, but that did not stop him. The hellkites were closing in... when suddenly, an ominous fog rolled in, almost covering the hellkites completely. And as the man watched on, a shudder ran down his back, as a shadowy silhouette loomed in the fog. And it was getting nearer, and nearer...

 

Until it disappeared. The man signed in what was almost relief, before... a simple tap on his shoulder.

 

"Oh, hi there! Were you the sound of that scream? Ah, don't worry about these things! They aren't worth the trouble. Now, Haunted Knights... those guys are trouble with a capital T!" The person who had said all this was soon revealed to be... a girl, who could barely stand still.

 

Suddenly, a hellkite jumped at her. She rolled her eyes, and opened up her hand, into which a weird axe-like weapon was summoned. With a single swing, she sent it flying into the air. "How rude. Couldn't he see I was having a conversation with you?" She turned to the man. "My name's Izzy! ... Well, no, not really, but that's what people call me. I suppose you need some saving, huh? One rescue coming up!"

 

And with this, she went on the attack. She swung her weapon effortlessly with one hand, the other shooting miniature icicles at the furthest hellkites. Those closer to her... well, they were sent flying through the air, an axehead working remarkably like a baseball bat, if used correctly. Those that survived the landing soon regretted not fleeing, normally as a thin icicle spear drove through them.

 

Finally, after a little while, Izzy was done. Laying on the ground, and taking a few deep breaths, she said to the man, "Now would be a good time to hide. If you're lucky, you won't be found by the time these nasty little things are all... do they die? I'm not really so certain myself." The man soon ran off.

 

Still lying on her back, the fog utterly dissipated, she said to herself, "Oh, being me feels strange... one body, one mind, two voices... I love being me! Suppose I can't kill all these hellkites by myself, can I? Even two of me might not be able to take out a large horde. Guess I have to find some help!" She jumped to her feet, and started to stroll away, humming a cheery tune. If she happened to come across any hellkites... well, she liked to see things fly.

The Hellkites screed away, the pure unchecked rage of Zion striking fear in them. She cut them asunder with her hatred, allowing her heart of pure light to now run amok. No...hateed, anger...they were not evil. Emotions were not evil.

These vile beasts before her were. And as her mighty greatsword cut them down, she felt light.

For every dark beast she felled, hope swelled. These were scary only in appearance...and as she emerged from the end of the first wave, she found people. All staring in both shock, and fear. And all she did was raise her might blade, and find the thunder.

"THE DAWN HAS COME."

 

They all shrunk away, but she did not falter. No...no, she never could falter again. She advanced, letting her blade fall to her side. Men and women alike shrunk from her, fearing what she was.

"The time for subjugation ends. My Light has been Tainted for long enough."

 

And before her stood a small boy. His name was Ajax, and he always brought her what food he could scrounge. And now, he looked up.

"Miss Zion?"

"...Yes."

"...you look so cool...where did you have all that?" He had seen her broken hovel enough times...and she knelt.

"My wife came to me, and gave me my strength. And now I'm here to retake my home. But I cannot do so alone. I need you. I need your mother. Your father. I need everyone to do one thing.

 

Believe."

 

She stood as a new wave of Hellkites approached. Forward Unto Dawn turned back to its double ended Keyblade mode. She split it in half, dual wielding her twin blades.

"Believe once again in a Goddess, bevenolent in spirit, childish in mind, a heart of light and a love unable to be contained...believe in her, Ajax...and she can return."

"Miss Zion! Don't, you'll die!"

 

Zion smiled. She continued walking. "I will never die, Ajax. Not as long as people live believing in me." From her back came her Wings of Dawn. "I am Zion, Goddess of Light. This is my home, beasts. Begone."

 

She unleashed her devastating Albion Strike, and those that remained ran. "Tell your masters I'm done hiding! I'm done being weak! And I am not the only one...no, my heart knows more come. So fight me, oppressors of my home...because this is not Dim.

 

This is Twilight."

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Many People watched Zion, People crowded around and stared. They had little to think. maybe this? Maybe that? Was thrown around the Crowds as they guess what was to come. People looked at her some with fear others without. But one stood to ask questions. he stepped with his head low. It was Castiel. He had his hands burrowed into his pockets. 

 

Castiel Came from the crowded road saying "So, you are some hero? Look around you Miss. These people... They don't even want to be saved And For starters, You should learn to conserve what ever you have left. You've been Fighting mediocre Beast and already Down to Ten Percent Power. Plus, those twisted knights are something else lady. Y'got'et?" He left that said with his hands on his hips.  Looking up. He was putting faith in her, but she hasn't even learnt how to coven the Divine yet. He thinks she stepping out into the spot light, The thing she should have learned to Avoid. People who rise like this have always died. Lucifer likes to crush them Himself. He stared and Observed Her Energy levels and seen that they were impressive. He stepped back And smirk at that "I can give you one thing for sure. your power level aren't that noobish. but!"  He looked around "if you can't beat the best in the mounds your never getting anywhere!" He wanted her to prove herself but not by fighting him. He walked up to her to whisper to her. "I get it your a divine but there's a reason we hide. Look around miss, you see people? But one of these guys aren't a living person, They're knights Y'got'et?" He stepped away from her and walked passed her With his hands in his pockets. He was hoping she'd Follow. He had a very Jokey face when approached her, But his Stance was Firm. he knew of her, but he knew she knew nothing about him. That was not good if he wanted to work with her, but he had to know if he could trust her.

 

Ezekiel Was marching through the Broken buildings when a man rushed right by him running as fast as his feet could carry him. Ezekiel watch as the man ran by and kept going. Then he heard commotion and ran for the noises only to see a girl laying on the floor. Legs spread out and arms wide open. With piles of Ash around her he stared. He didn't know what to think. So he sat in watch For a bit. Then he saw a Hellkites come from Rubble, he thought 'With all that she has done she can handle this but... this would be a good opportunity to get Acquainted with her. Seeing how power she is It would be good to be allies.'

"Category 2: Quake step!" He shouted As a ripple of force erupted from his Heels, jolting him forward. He stopped in an instant the force of that pause cause the ground to tremor. This turbulence cause rocks and debris to fly from the broken ground as sharp shrapnel. Puncturing the Airborne Hellkites And Pinning them to the walls as they stopped moving, Stopped breathing, they faded away into ash. He used his hand to get hair out of his face. "So." He said with deep raspy voice "What is your name sister?" he turned to her with no expression. He was hoping not to seem cool but open and welcoming. He sat on the floor to rest. Looking at the floor Giving in to being polite.

 

"Wow wow wow!! You are super cool!!" a little girl's Silhouette emerging from the Kicked up sand. the sand rested and revealed Hael, A petite girl skinny in figure. She was pretending her fingers to be a gun. "Bang bang! they're all dead!" She started to kick and pretend she was Dex. Doing kicks and Punching air. She was sitting there on the building watching him fight. Her power was so suppressed It just couldn't be sensed or felt. She leaped from the building and walked over to him with her hands behind her back. "Wait..me first. My names Hael!" She Crouched and Popped back up with Confetti and party streamers. "Tada!" She landed back on her feet. "Now you go.. and and Do magic with it." She smiled and closed her eyes.  She even walked over to him and held his hand. She was the smallest thing and seemed so happy. She was wearing broken sandals and tattered Clothes. She sat humming to herself waiting for Dex to respond.

 

"The seed of a new future bloom as the heroes meet they're Companions for the up coming war. They are small. They have yet to realize themselves, but they are all they got. if only you were still here.. I could have that too.. Rinoa.." A man wearing a black drape that covers his entire body stands in a room that has a small run down monitor. He holds a locket that has been fashioned into a key on a necklace. He presses a few buttons till a screen prompts coordinates and He makes way for the steering wheel that controls a huge ship and a brown seat the is before the wheel. He sits then sets the course for twilight town and turns the wheel. "I'll make It heroes..Just I hope I get there First. 

 

 

Azrael was back on the roof tops, traversing them with ease. He had always preferred chasing his prey on 'foot', when the situation allowed. Now, allies. He was going to need several of them to even up the odds. Some humans might have the spirit, but they lacked the power. Now, if he could find more Angels, his problems were mostly over. Depending on what they did before all this. A light show up a head caught his attention. Ah, that should be worth a look.

With a new destination, Azrael jumped and slid down one roof onto a lower one, then took off running again. Leaping over the gaps, he followed that line of buildings, till the deposited him neatly between Hael and Dex. He started to jog away, but slowed to a stop as he looked back and forth between the man and the girl. He turned to face both of them, one of his hands scratching his chin, his other sticking into a pants pocket.

"Um, am I intruding here?" He asked, still looking back and forth from Hael to Dex.

- Dex - Meeting new people.

 

Dex was surprise by...praises? coming from the nearby rooftop, which made him turn around in a quick motion, almost summoning his keyblade but as he saw it was just a little girl, he stopped. Surprised at seeing a little girl, alone...in all of this, "What are you-" He was interrupted as the girl jumped from the top of the building onto the ground without any harm...a small child, 'This is no normal child...' he thought to himself, as he held back from sighing as the little girl introduced herself with confetti and asked him to introduce himself with magic.

 

"Ok?" He still had a confused expression, he was never good with people...or anyone for that matter, much less children, but he'd figure he'd grant the little girl her wish as he scratched the back of his head... "My name is..." He began introducing himself as he vanished and reappeared behind Hael, "Dex" He told her his name. But before anything could be said and done a man fell out from the sky, or rather jumped off a building near them. This prompted Dex to summon his keyblade in a reflex reaction.

 

But seeing as the man before him seemed to be...friendly, he quickly de-summoned the keyblade and shrugged. "Not really, no." Dex said. "Who're you?"

"Azrael." Az introduced himself with a little bow. "Angel of Vengeance."

He studied Dex a moment, seeing how his ability reacted to the mysterious man.

"And you must be 'of Death'." He added after a moment. "Pleasure, really. Use to buck for your job, back in the day."

The Avenging Angel switched his calculated gaze to Hael. He was getting some weird vibes from her, and his ability told him not to underestimate the girl.

"And you, love?" He asked Hael, his head on one side. "You're certainly not human. Angelic?"

Hael Sprung to answer "Hael angel of..... Angel of..." She sat for a bit before saying "Why didn't hael get fancy title like Vengence or Death". She gently Stroked her chin. She looked Fairly Confused. She didn't even have a titled and it was Kinda Lame to her. "Hmmm." She began Pacing. She stopped and looked at both Dex and az "Are you both here to Stop the bad guys? I Want to help!" She ran up to dex and held onto his forearm. "We would be the strongest!" She clapped her hands Cheering for abit before grabbing back onto Dex's Forearm. Her Grip was Gentle. like a hair Tide around a pole could be easily broken and pried from. The little angle was getting ahead of herself but you can't Spell innocence without child-hood ignorance. She put on her hood, And held the Expression of Adventure on her face. She started to think about how fun this place would be without the monsters. How cool it would be just to sit with Dex and Az and eat ice cream all day. she just began to rub her eyes and wait for the awesomeness. 

 

 

Zion didn't look at Castiel. She reached through a small portal, then threw the Haunted Knight's helmet down its severed head rolling free.

"Ten percent of my godly power? That means I have enough juice to execute Mode One, Final Form. It means I am at the same power level as I was when I first went on a journey. And no one here wants freedom? No one here wishes to be happy?" She shook her head. "Then I'll fight for my wife. And for her alone. I felled foes stronger than Azazel...oh Azazel, the coward. I've invaded Hellsmouth, I have fought Azazel in hell alone for Serah Farron." She turned to Castiel. "Let the spy Knight come. I have chosen to cease my fear, cease being the fallen Goddess of Light. If this foe wishes to be a coward he may hide. Otherwise, he may come fight when he has found his courage."

She wasn't following some cocky kid whom she never met.

Like hell, not unless he really made it clear he was a good guy.

Castiel Stood there nodding his head. He only wanted to act the part to fit the role. So they could draw the damn thing out, But God or Goddess they all have a mouth. they never know things are much more tougher then what they seem. "Well, i get that but do you even know how long you were out?" He stared at her. His eyes had a soft vigor. they were polite but concerned. "If you deem me a prick heh so what, but you have to understand something. You don't want that. not yet." He looked down and sighed. Why must it always be women who are the toughest to deal with. Never can just Take a hint. He thought in the lax of his mind. He looked at the head of the knight of the floor. He walked over to it and crouched. Picking it up. "Look..." He shows her. Removing the Head from the helmet. "It was still human..this thing was Significantly weaker then the others, and from the looks of it. He was barely Turned."  Castiel dropped the head and sat there patting his hands off. He just shook his head and continued walking. 

Thinking this world was getting more and more Prideful. no matter who he ran into, But for certain he felt a power Surge coming from the east. Maybe he'd have better luck there. It was a lost cause to give information to a lowly hallow knight. let along sit here and struggle with who's tell the truth. He simple Clacked his heels on the floor and forgot about. 

"It's None of my business though."

Zion looked at the head, and tossed it into a fire. Now she looked furious.

"That bastard sends his weakest?" She seethed. "I'll invade hell once I save my Valkyries." She took a moment to calm down, his concern...genuine.

She had fought long enough to know an actor. He wasn't lying, that much she was sure of.

 

She followed Castiel.

"I need clothes. My armor is all I have and I don't need to be flashy right now." She said quietly. "Not many of Azazel's spies will just walk away. So you have some measure of trust. Some."

Castiel was shocked. Actually pretty startled. he thought she was Definitely going to stay behind. He looked at her as she was talking quietly And Responded to her by saying "If this isn't stepping over Boundaries. It looks like you've lost someone Dear to you." he was trying to use the opportunity to get to know her and say abit about himself."I uh." he stammered and tumbled over his words out of nervousness.

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~I cant let this ever happen again~

~There isn't a time that it does not reply in my head'~

 

 "I know what that feels like.. that's why I can see it in your eyes..." he stared at her and saw a beautiful Aura come off her. Something he only saw with a few powerful people. It was strong yet graceful, it was nice to see some one that believed in themselves. He began to pick up his speed  and jump to a near by roof top. " now i'm pretty sure you could dust me if you ran top speed." He said with a smirk "So i'll lead okay? I sensed a gathering of energies coming form the east of us."

 He said as he looked passed her. "But we'd have to lose our follower." 

 

He was thinking even at 10% she was 50% Of his own power. He wanted to do it together. "Hey have you ever drawn out an enemy before?" He said with curiosity. "I've never done such a thing on my own Y'got'et?". He was hoping to follow her lead. being she had an army before.

- Dex -

 

"Former, angel of death, I lost that title when I fell from the heaven...like many others." He commented with a disappointed tone, disappointed in himself more than anything. "Name's Dex...and i've heard of you, angel of vengeance, you were highly regarded back at the heavens, at least my fellow reapers spoke highly of you." He told him as he turned to Hael, who tried to explain what angel she was.

 

He reacted in surprise as she grabbed his forearm as he thoguth about what she said, "We are, yes, but for that, we need to find more allies. Just you, me and Azrael aren't going to accomplish much." Dex said, They also needed to get Hael some better clothes, but that wasn't the time nor the place.

Zion frowned.

"I don't have the ability of Dawn's Light anymore. I cannot purge darkness at will. This Tainted light hinders me." She didn't sound happy, not at all. She glanced behind her.

"Dear to me? Child, I lost my wife, my lovers, my Valkyries, my friends and my Celestial Realm. I lost my clothes and nearly lost my Keyblades. So yes. I lost something, someone dear to me.

 

I lost everything, even my home here in Twilight. My estate gone, my small apartment leveled. Even my favorite spot now is a Mound. That is why my righteous anger flows." She ended.

Azrael gave Hael a warm smile as she spoke. It was rare for the Avenging Angel to meet someone who could be considered innocent, even among other Angels. In his more generous moods, he marked that down as just his job keeping him in a darker circle of acquaintances.

"A pleasure to meet you, Hael." He said with a slight bow. "And I'd be glad to have you along for some avenging."

His smile faded to a look of puzzlement as he studied Dex. He wasn't sure he understood the whole "former" deal. In his mind, you were who you were. What others did or what you lost didn't change that, if you didn't want it to.

"I'm flattered." Az told Dex. "You reapers are generally a nice lot, considering your work."

Listening to the Reaper's suggestion, Azrael nodded his agreement.

"More people will increase our chances of victory." He said.

He treated Hael to another smile.

"Besides, more people, more adventure."