Deja Vu: The New Organization

Again a few of the spectators chucked, a dark almost smile appeared on Xancu's expression hardly seen benieth his hood. He lifted his sword which extended to about the leingth of Sepiroth's sword. "Not some kid, huh?" he held his blade, ready to fight "Ok, lets just see how good the famous Hunter Cryptic Swordsman really is." he shouted so that everyone could here. "Or lets see him fall just like his father and his protegy."

 

Hunters face lost all emotions as he heard his father mentioned. "Death couldn't keep me down." He muttered as he charged him dissapearing a few feet in front of him. "What chance do you think you got?" he whispered in his ear as he appeared behind him bringing his blade down.

 

An evil smile crossed Xancu's expression "Because what I can give is much worse than death." he raised his hand to Hunter's sword and stopped it with nothing but his bare palm. He turned around and punched his fist hard into Hunter's chest.

 

Hunters eyes widen as he took the punch and flew back into the wall before falling to the floor. It took him a few seconds to to get up but he does. "So.....is that all you got?" He muttered before throwing his sword at Xancu, a the same time focusing his energy and smashing his fist into the floor sending him off balance, hopefully unable to block the sword now.

 

Xancu waited for the opportune moment and then used the unsteady ground to his advantage. He let himself fall over but turned the fall into a back hand spring. He caught the handle of the sword between his feet and then flipped back up again, standing on Hunter's sword stuck tip down into the ground. He folded his arms "I gotta say I'm glad you showed up yourself. You saved my assasins a lot of tracking but one might question why." he chuckled and levitated off of the sword and it flew back to Hunter as Xancu landed on the ground. "You lived, died, and came back for one person...." he charged at Hunter with blinding speed and hit him again into the wall "...Then when she is in trouble you turn your back on her but still attack the cause of her pain. You with emotions make no sence to me." he laughed.

 

Hunter groaned as he was pinned against the wall, he moved his head just in time so h is blade impaled the wall. He struggled against him, trying to break free. "Why do you want her!?" He screamed.

 

"Alright.Try to keep up."Wolf said,the last part directed at Twila before running through the portal and heading right.As he went there was nothing around for a while,but it only took minutes before people started to show up.It was mostly men,but some women and a couple children were there too.Most of the men had weapons,but none that were a true threat.Wolf just brought his sword from his back and slashed through three of the men before doing a spin kick to send some of the ones flying.While it wouldnt be much trouble to him to take them down,being surrounded didnt sound good to him.He started taking down more until one of the kids approached.He hesitated for a slight second before bringing his blade down,not looking at it.That hesitation was all one of the enemies needed to get him,but Wolf jumped back before it hit anything vital,only causing a mild cut.He then stabbed the man through his heart and kicked his body away after it died.Only a few men,a couple of the women,and one child was left.

 

"Just somebody who wants to learn who the nothing is," Voltair replied. He looked around at his surroundings. "Looks familiar," Voltair thought to himself. "Oh yeah, you need to speak louder. It's kinda hard to hear you."

 

Twila smiled and slowly was walking through the street. She closed her eyes and reopened them for silver blue eyes being able to see the auras of them. She soon found auras of people hiding behind Wolf. They started coming out weapons in their hands. She closed her eyes as she appeared between Wolf and them and killed all of them as they fell to teh ground.

"Wolf, this is not a race, in fact this is more like hiding seek than anything. You need to be quite, trust your ears and smell. These people hide when we're around for example now. I'll be looking for their auras, you listen for them. We must be as quite as possible." Twila told him. She continued walking ahead and looked around. Twail kept picking up many auras. She'd wait for them to come out and she attacked. She was embracing 'Total War'.

 

The messenger ignored his comment "You wish to know the nothing?" he smirked "It is everything. It is the true essence of the heart and the salvation that will save this world from the pain it has been gripped in." he said it as if he was reading it off a card. There was no other answer to him, that was the only thing it could be because the nothing controlled him.
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Blake and Page ran quickly smashing every expensive or usefull looking thing in sight. Page looked at Blake "Jaxx has found Ryan she just spoke to me telepathicly. She wants us to do what we can to free him while she goes to help Hunter."
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Xancu just shook his head "Do you think daddy would be proud of you now?" he punched Hunter's face. "You gain all this power but you still arent half of what he was." his body dissapeared into black smoke.

 

"And what would the nothing know about the world's pain?" Voltair asked, "Where is the nothing? I'll go and ask it myself. But before I do, what are you?"

 

The messenger shook his head "If you were ready to ask that question than you would know where to find the nothing. It is everything and it is everywhere. It is Xancu and Xemnas, Jaxx and Melody(A different princess of heart), Voltiar and Sora. In the hearts of all who will listen to it." he laughed. "Funny, Xancu told me a keyblade berrer would call and I would go to him..." he pulled out his sword "...And then I would have to kill him."

 

Voltair laughed, summoning his keyblade, "Xancu is smart. But did he wish you luck? Your gonna need it. Sonic Rave." Voltair's body became a blur as he slashed the messenger several times.

 

The messenger dissapeared "It is no use. We are nothing. You are swinging your sword at part of nothing." he appeared behind Voltiar and hit his head with the back of his sword.

 

Voltair got up and rubbed his head where it was hit. "Clearly you are something. Or else you wouldn't have hit me. But are you a nobody? Like how Jaxx is? You need to explain what you are."

 

The messenger didn't answer his question. He swung his blade at Voltiar again with blinding speed.

 

Voltair ducked, seeing some of his hair get cut from the attack. "Let's see if this'll work. Holy Blast." Voltair floated up in the air and pointed his keyblade at the messenger. It started shooting balls of light at him.

 

The messenger dodged most of the magic but quite a few of them hit him square in the chest. He grunted as he fell back but then attacked Voltiar again.