The New Organization

"she hated you.'

 

"No she didn't!"

 

"she thought you were weak and pathetic. you were just in her way."

 

"I'M NOT PATHETIC AND WEAK, YOU'VE SEEN THAT!!!!, SHE LOVED ME, SHE KISSED ME ON THE LIPS!!!"

 

"calm down................i'm sorry, i just had to make sure that the subspace inside you was gone."

 

Ashani took deep breaths to calm down.
"Why have you changed your appearance and you have a keyblade?!"

 

"i've always had a keyblade and my appearence is part of my god form."

 

"Are you light?" Ashani asked, wanting to know the answer since he thought he should find his heart.

 

"at the moment i'm using darkness."

 

"Why?...you've been kind to me...I don't understand"

 

Hunter holds Jaxx's hand. "We should go join the others."

 

Crimson smile at Voltair, "You are so simple minded aren't you?" She don't care if the world has a heart, when it is life force is drain, the heart can't bare the pain of being alone, then slowly but surely it will die.

"Keep on believing that hun, their are other forces at work, and who knows what your destiny holds." Crimson laughed. Snapping her fingers together, the butterflies disappear leaving ruins in its wake.

"Well, I am off, to another world. The don't call me The Terrible World Destroyer for nothing!" She winked and summon a giant flame that engulf her.

 

Suddenly a man with ripped clothes and tiger like claws appeared infront of Crimson.
"Mistress, please tell me who to kill first?"

 

Name: Clawkus
Custom Title: The Scared Soul
Appearance Age: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance: Blood red eyes, wild bushy brown hair. His face is scarred and a massive scar that looks like the letter x is on his nose and reaches to his mouth and his eyes. His fingertips have sharp tiger like claws and can shred through skin. He has long grey trousers which are torn at the lower part of the right trouser leg. His shirt is plain white but a massive rip on the chest area of the shirt is shown. He does not wear shoes because his sharp toenails shred through them, he is bare-footed.
Personality: He works for Crimson and follows her orders. He loves to kill and if he has a chance to do so, he will have no regrets doing so. He fought many battles against the denizens of light causing his scarred face. Clawkus was genetically made by Xemnas and he wasn't used to fight off Sora. He was kept inside a biological case and wasn't released until Crimson found him.
Weaponry: His claws.
Rank Crimson's assasin

 

"Well, well what do we have here?" Crimson asked. "Nice claws and nice fangs, but sorry hun, I roll alone." Crimson smiled.

"Ask Blake or Tom or somebody." She said.

 

"Do you remember, mistress, you awakened me from Xemna's biological lab. You told me to kill a boy and I did so"

 

"Damn it!" Voltair yelled, "What is with everybody leaving me! Okay, first things first, keep this world alive." Voltair had to think for a few minutes, "I hope this works. Darkness, hear me. Keep this world alive." Voltair then teleported away to follow Crimson.

 

'ashani, darkness is'nt evil."

 

"I'm sorry" Ashani said.

 

'it's alright.......................darkness has never been understood."