The True Stronghold...

[Ellie who has 0%]

Folling his senses bestowed by Zexion, Daichi manuevered through the realm of darkness quite efficently. The cloaks wasn't the greatest cover-up to evade him, then again he felt like there was polarity to return back to the source of his creation. His nose wrinkled in distaste at the thought of even labeling Vexen has his father. Creator was more appropriate for his circumstance, because he felt nothing towards him like how a child should. At first he had indifference, but like everything, such feelings evolved in a different direction. Although Daichi will admit Vexen had constructed him, he wasn't made in Vexen's image or anything like him; he would never obtain that right; that was secluded for the v.i.p. on his list, Riku.

Riku's eyes narrowed with a sneer, while ripping the fabrics of reality apart revealing him a forsaken world, The World That Never Was and never should and ever be. He didn't have time to absorb himself in thinking so acutely on his originator; he had all the time in the world to do that once other priorities was tended to. After all he needed to pass go and collect his twenty dollars before rolling the dices for his next move. Upon entering the world his nose flooded with a series of trademarks heartless and nobodies alike. The abundance of what he sought after lingered on one side of the world, and without being pestered by heartless, he calmly strolled the Dark Alley and streets until he saw the towering pale building.

Already he began to form a dislike for the architecture, he just left a prison of white only to return to another one. Atleast the exterior was far more alluring than Caste Oblivion; regardless Daichi never found a true interest into home and interior designs; his ploy was far more destructive calling his creativity to be used for other means. Black boots had led him towards a large canyon leading to the levitating castle, but by his presence and eery blue passage illuminated towards the building.

He didn't waste time and didn't move with haste; with a wave of his hand, a portal ripple into view. Daichi didn't think twice of mannerism and politeness of entering with announcemt; after all they were the ones to leave him to dust and darkness in the vaccant distant castle. Not caring to think ahead, the replica didn't forsee a welcome party of white fiends.

Taking on Riku's biology would cause confusion and chaos, but he could use the target practice; the palm of his hand crackled and illuminate a chakra, dark thunder sparked from the purple disc.

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((Oh, nuh uh!))

A portal opened in front of the intruder that was surrounded by gusts of wind. A man in a black coat stepped out, lowering his hood and revealing dreadlocks and very much facial hair. Lances already in hand, Xaldin stepped in front of the intruder, eyeing the boy with a curious look. It seemed to be the boy Riku, but why would he be here now? Pushing that aside, Xaldin spoke.

"Is that really necessary?" he said, gesturing at the chakra the boy controlled. "We wouldn't want to get into trouble now, would we?" With the gesture of a finger, Dragoons appeared behind him, not attacking but rather backing him up. They were ready to attack on a moment's notice, but Xaldin didn't order them to. he wanted to know why this boy was here. So he held back, ready to attack if necessary.

[Jason Arilani]

The meeting had finally concluded, and Luxord left to explore the castle that he and his fellow nobodies had learned to call as home. There was little that could ease the boredom in Luxord's mind as he walked this tremendous castle. He always dreamed of having a place like this before his change to a nobody, but found himself now never wishing to see a place like this again. It had been far too long since he last had a heart, and he wished for nothing to remind him of this time that he could not feel emotion. Kingdom Hearts had to be complete so he and the other nobodies could finally be free.

As he wandered the castle, he felt a strange presence toward the entrance. It was one that he had not felt before, and wondered if anyone else had felt such a presence. But all intruders must be confronted, with or without backup. And Luxord felt the need to do so. A portal of darkness surrounded him as he disappeared to the entrance. The way that he had reappeared, allowed him to still have time to walk to where the intruder was so as to not alert the newcomer to the nobody's presence.

As he walked, he finally noticed the man, appearing as though he was... Riku? But that was impossible. Riku certainly wouldn't go anywhere without Sora, would he? It was a confusing thought, but Luxord didn't let it affect him. There had to be something else going on here. Dice appeared in his hand as he twirled them in the air, looking at the Riku before him. He slowly started to approach, ready to strike if needed. He watched as Xaldin arrived as well, the first to confront him.

"Certainly a sight I did not expect to see when I sensed the presence you gave. But why have you shown yourself here? And why do you not possess the same aura as Riku. Clearly something that requires further study. I am sure Vexen and Zexion would love to figure out your mysteries."[/color] Said Luxord, curious as to what the Riku would say before him. There was little that could be done at the moment. But if it really was Riku, then at least there was comfort in having another here to help.

[Editted as Xaldin posted while I was posting]

[Charme]

Riku? ...
No. This creature was far too dark.
Could it be?

It couldn't be. It was impossible. Wasn't it? Over a year ago, Riku's replica had died at Riku's hands, trying to prove himself the true Riku... Right? A shell of Darkness with a Heart created from a chain of false memories. That was this replica's entire being: Falsity. But Ienzo remembered well of his adventures. His Neo-Shadows had stretched throughout Castle Oblivion. He had all of the information from Riku Replica's journeys.

So how was he here?

Ienzo slithered through the Darkness, identifying the two Nobodies who had surrounded the character. They were Organization members. No... The Replica would benefit them greatly. They would use him like a tool, especially Vexen. The Replica was like Ienzo: Bound by a fate from birth. Ienzo thought for a moment. This Replica, he deserved something greater than what the Organization could give him.

In the shadows of The World That Never Was, Ienzo crept, a formless being without strength or body. He pulled himself up into the shadows of the Replica's clothing and let out a pulse of Darkness. I'm an ally of Darkness, it meant. In his dark form, he attempted to tell Riku... I can help you escape your shackles.

[Ellie who has 0%]

Casually he tossed the charka lightly as streaks of lightening danced around it before meeting his hand again. In mid stride, he had let it go for the dusks midsection; he stance remained poised until his nose flared drinking in a new scent followed by a voice.

A bit too little too late, the replica stood up straight grabbing the charka that returned to him like a boomerange, "It's neccessary to handle trouble. If you're not trouble, then who are you?"

He doubted he had to ask if he was crystal clear after the efficient attack on the lesser nobody. The disc blazed brighter greedy to cut again if neccessary. His brows dipped when another Nobody cut into the scene; his eyes narrowed at the dice looking at him tensely. Daichi snorted once hearing his originator's name.

"Zexion's alive," a smirk cracked on his lips, "I doubt he would want to see me. Also Vexen is already familiar with me...he should be, since I'm no concern of yours...take me to him."

He glance was blank and void, but his tone was demanding; he didn't knew who any of the two were and didn't care. If they were vacant in his memories, then they weren't too important to him, not now atleast. What made his eyes narrow sharply was a whisper. Clutching the chakra, it cracked louder before replying, who ever said I was a chained dog.

"Hm, seems like you're security isn't that secured."

[poseidon]

Zexion, with his unique skill, smelled the being as soon as it entered the castle. Having just left the meeting, he was writing down information gathered from it when he smelled the foul scent. This was one he was familiar with and absolutely despised. Even if he didn't have to hate it, he did, along with the person that it came from. Yes, he hated every kind of Riku.

Slamming his book shut, he started out of his room and was halfway to the stairs before his anger subsided momentarily and he remembered his ability with the Dark Realm. Opening a portal, he stepped through and found himself among Luxord, the Unlucky Gambler (as Zexion thought of him) and, unfortunately, his superior Xaldin. He saw the replica of Riku which he despised entirely, and he also smelled a being which was familiar, but he couldn't place it. Almost like a Heartless, but not quite. And that was unusual for Zexion.

"Xaldin, Luxord," he said by way of greeting. He set his cold eyes upon the replica, hatred flaming within. "You. I've been meaning to find you."

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As the other Nobodies entered the gathering, Xaldin acknowledged them in turn before turning to the Replica. The demand that he had so rudely demanded made Xaldin irritated, but he held it back. "Now now, boy, you should watch what you say. I'm sure Vexen would want to see you, but on his own time. And as for a problem, the only problem I see is an intruder of our stronghold." A tightening of the skin around Xaldin's eyes was the only sign that he realized something else. "Actually, there appears to be two intruders. There is a familiar scent around you, boy..."

Xaldin turned to Zexion, looking him in the eye. "If you know this boy so well, then I assume he is part of the Replica project, no? Which means..." he trailed off before looking back at the Replica with a sharp gaze, "that he is but a mere copy of the boy Riku. If you have any interest in him, Zexion, then he's yours. I wish to observe. He then proceeded to jump into the air, hovering about 15 feet above the group. His dragoons followed him, hovering behind him. His lances floated at his side, ready to be grabbed if the need would arise.

Xaldin wondered if it would com eto battle, and in all honesty hoped it did. But he knew that this boy would be important to Vexen, so he had to be kept--alive.

[Jason Arilani]

Luxord looked as Zexion had approached as well. It seemed he didn't need to call for the scientists of the group... One had arrived of his own will. Neither of them were too liked by Luxord, but they had their uses. granted.. They also were quite annoying with their creations, this being included, now having been revealed to be the Riku Replica of old. As such, Luxord stood back, looking around.

There was something else here but he wasn't sure where. It was a familiar scent, that much was for certain, but... He couldn't tell where it was coming from. He closed his hand only to re-open it, a card now appearing in place of the dice. And if Luxord could guess.... Zexion and Xaldin had felt the presence too. While Luxord wasn't trusting of this Replica, he would leave it to Zexion and Xaldin. He was more concerned with the other. Something was here... And it was something that may end up being more troublesome then the Riku Replica.

[Charme]

Ienzo was stuck. This kid was definitely that Replica, the one that had been smothered by the Darkness so long ago. And it was in enemy territory. Whatever the hell he was doing here wasn't Ienzo's business, but the Organization had used him before, and Ienzo didn't think it would be responsible for him to let the Replica join their ranks once more.

The fact was, a human on their side would allow them access to Radiant Garden, his current roost, and they could also sneak him into the Dark XII's territory with his Dark signature. So far, this whole thing didn't look good.

The silver-eyed Heartless watched from the shadows, his form liquid, ethereal. Shit... If he materialized anywhere in this area he was screwed. This Replica kid had better dragged him along for something good, or else he was trapped in shadows.

[Ellie who has 0%]

This brought a little shine to his day, Zexion's animosity; Daichi smirked at the nobody, but couldn't help arching a brow, "Don't you look...lively."


"I'm only an intruder, because you don't know me; it isn't my problem your not filled in with your...colleges' endeavors," The replica corrected Xaldin as he tore his gaze from him seeking no interest in the areo heartless."Nor...is it my problem this place isn't well guarded."

He snorted and kept his gaze on Zexion; he wasn't pleased that he was tossed around like a doll in a game of hot potatoe. Daichi didn't want to be stuck with Zexion. Arms crossed over his chest as he dug his eyes into the illusion nobody. It seems like the replica would have to do all the leg worth, but it will come with a perk, so he just let it be. Now it was Zexion's move.

[Ellie who has 0%]

Due to it having so much people post order have changed into post round. Next round is Jan 13th.

[Jason Arilani]

Luxord now stepped forward, hearing enough, and knowing someone was here that wasn't supposed to be. But that wasn't as much of a concern. A little bit longer, and he would be able to pinpoint where the intruder was. But there were a few things that Luxord wanted to know. The first being what the Replica was doing here at the Organization's Castle. His card, still held in his hand, the Gambler of Fate would finally speak again.

"Perhaps you can answer me this then. If you declare yourself as not an intruder, then what is your reasoning for entering our castle? Surely there must be some logical reasoning for your arrival."[/color] He said. More would be asked later, but for now, he continued briefly looking around, trying to find the true intruder in the castle. It was definately a familiar scent, heartless... And he doubted that the average heartless would be able to stay hidden for this long, nor would it even come here due to the lack of creatures with hearts. So it had to be a member of the Dark XII... But which one, and where was he or she hiding?

[poseidon]

Zexion narrowed his eyes at the Replica, staring him down. He was nearly shaking with rage, wanting to tear the thing apart. This was the creature responsible for his first return to nothingness. It wasn't a fun experience, for sure. And he was sure against doing it again.

So, what do you do to the one responsible for your death? You destroy it, of course. Revenge is a dish best served cold, sure, but Zexion had always been a fan of warmer food when he was a child. So he had no problem doing it right up close and personal.

"You shall regret returning me to Nothingness!" he snarled. He summoned three Dusks and five Creepers, who circled the intruder. Zexion glared at him.

[Ellie who has 0%]

"I've missed you too," the replica replied flatly, "you can tell me all about how you came back."

Daicihi wasn't in the mood to correct Zexion, since first he returned to darkness. Also if he got the best of him efficiently, then using mere dusks and creepers against him was only a further insult on the Cloaked Schemer. Yet the replica was in the mood to push every single last button on him.

"There's a reason. I was made and created by Vexen, and naturally I seek him out like how Zexion comes back here...after his little trip," azure eyes glanced at Luxord with his loose answer, "satisfied?"

Even if he wasn't, it truly wasn't his problem. It isn't his ordeal that he wasn't aware of his creation, existence, and so on, and by that Daichi lacks reasoning to respond to him accordingly like a subordinate. It wasn't in his programming or free will. "Also I would say you should guard your...castle better...wouldn't want anyone or anything walking through the front door."

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