Where Darkness Gathers (Dark XII)

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(This is to pull the Dark XII back together, and reevaluate our chances of defeating the Organization.)

A circular room of pure Darkness was located in the Dark XII's castle, rather in the shape of a cylinder, but not really any shape at all... Merely a flowing, moving, morphing shape as Darkness flowed in an endless sea around this lone air bubble in its center. Now it was a trapezoid, and now a sphere...

A ribbon of Darkness flowed slowly out of an edge, swirling together into a person. Or, so it seemed. This 'person' was merely a Heartless in disguise.

Its name was Uldro, and he was a member of the Dark XII.

The evil creature shaped a patch of floor into a rough podium, with a rectangular, flat top. Then it colored itself black and white, with a pale white podium, and a checkered black-and-white chess board, pieces and all. Then, the Darkness around Uldro got into a perfect cube shape, with big velvet chairs all around for the enjoyment of the other members.

Uldro looked over the very cliche chess board, and frowned. "Chess is fun, but hardly describes the game we're playing with the Organization." He waved his hand over the board and it flattened and widened into a game of Monopoly, each 'property' a different World. "Much more fitting!" Uldro laughed, then focused his mind, and shot out a telepathic message across the Worlds, searching out his remaining allies. He beckoned them to their new, self-proclaimed war room.

To wait, Uldro plopped down in a velvet chair and played Thumb War with himself.

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(I don't know if you have followed past threads but Seed is indeed a member of the XII. Has been for years under Elaeus. And with the message, I tired to pull of Uldro's personality as best I could since you didn't give one in your post.)

Seed had no intention of going to new worlds as of late, the thrill they once held no longer amused the Heartless. He laid on the bed in his room just staring at the ceiling and twirling a knife in his fingers. Maverick was sleeping in a coffin like bed not too far away; his darkness was growing restless, Seed could pick up on that well enough. He still wondered why Elaeus wants him to babysit this pathetic human, he was too much trouble wherever he went. In the Caribbean, that useless sack of nothing almost got caught by Marluxia; MARLUXIA of all people. Seed tossed the knife at the ceiling in disgust at the thought of that Nature Nobody. He had an urge to to visit Twilight Town when a message popped in his head. "Salutations fellow Heartless, I require your presence in the Castle. Some urgent, but rather fun, games lie in store for us. So why not get our deck in order and shuffle the Organizations?". Seed rose from his bed and cleaned out his ears with his index finger in confusion, the only person who had ever contacted him like that has been Elaeus, so who in the hell was this.

"Eh, answering the call of this guy might actually provide me with some entertainment." Seed mused as he began to walk out of his room, not bothering to change out of his black and green basketball shorts and tight fitting tank-top. He arrived at a swirling black mass with no visible entrance and sighed, "A little cliche no?" the Heartless thought as a portal enveloped him and drug him to the side of what he hoped to be Elaeus' chair. The Heartless was simply floating in the air since he held no actual numeric rank within the XII and saw the man who called him here. Seed had never saw this man before in his life and didn't know if this was one of the slackers Elaeus had mentioned. "So," Seed started as he crossed his arms and sat in the air, eying the guy down as best he could. Though the room be filled with complete darkness, Seed could see through it perfectly. "I take it you're the one who called the XII here? Seems a little drab if you ask me..."

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Uldro looked up at his first visitor, and instantly pushed into the Darkness that made up this man's form. He implored it to find out this creature's name, and being a full-fledged, powerful member of the Dark XII, the Darkness had no choice.

Uldro had managed to discover that this creature's name was Seed, and that it had done much work with Elaeus, the M.I.A. Earth Titan. He really didn't care to know anything else, but he could play 'Organize Files' later if he was bored.

"I take it you're the one who called the XII here? Seems a little drab if you ask me..." The Heartless said. Uldro smiled.

"Ohh, I know. But is anything else really important? Nice chairs and a table of war is all we need. But," Uldro waved his hand, gesturing loosely at Seed's side of the room. "Here, have some decorations." The Darkness on Seed's side dissolved, then tied together into a beautiful purple wall covered with rich tapestries, candles, and beautiful vases.

Uldro smiled at his handiwork. "Happy?" Uldro asked, then continued without an answer. "I thought so. Now, Seed, I know that you are stationed in Twilight Town, so..." Uldro borrowed a stream of Darkness from the wall and molded it into a game piece that looked like an accurate miniature of Seed, and placed it down onto the property known as Twilight Town, which was near the end of the board. "How go your operations there, anyway, Seed?"

(Twilight Town would be located in the properties that are right before the two last ones, which are Boardwalk and that other one. Boardwalk and the other one are Traverse Town and Radiant Gardens, Boardwalk being Traverse Town.)

[Charme]

Ienzo sighed, pulling himself from a nearby shadow. His silver eyes were closed, his long lashes hidden behind his dark hair. His pale form sunk into the chair and he threw his dark jacket to the floor, revealing long tattoos stretching down his right arm.

"You guys might not know it," he sighed, relaxing in the chair. "But since you left, the Heartless have become hellions." His silver eyes opened and he analyzed the room. "I didn't realize how important our organization when it came to controlling the bastards."

His eyes slid up to Seed and Uldor. Hmm... That guy. Ienzo hadn't seen him for what, years? The gameboard stretched before him. Of course. This Heartless had a thing for games, just like his Nobody. "Where's Ansem?" Ansem... Right. His last run-in with the Superior had made him a little unhappy. Hopefully, Xehanort would treat his elites better this time around. But it seemed that Uldor was planning something. In truth, Ienzo wanted nothing to do with it, else he might end up like that Marluxia fellow in the Organization. Not that he knew what happened to him after he got kicked...

But Ienzo supposed he should wait. And soon, he would begin to collect data once more.