In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
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"To not really giving a damn..." Eli thought to himself as he took the final gulp of his drink and lightly set the cup to rest on the table in front of him.
He had made his way into the first district early morning this day and had surveyed the area to satisfaction. After coming to the conclusion that this was definitely the safest area of this entire town he decided to take the time to himself to figure out just what the hell he was going to do about his situation. Currently, all he had gotten done was found an open walled area with a few tables and had ordered a drink. Behind him was the middle of the open area of the district in which included one lone light post (or tree... can't remember what it was). There was a shop up the stairs nearby in which he had bought a few potions from earlier.
For the sake of his entire life Eli had dedicated his life to hiding in the shadows and murdering his enemies when they never expected it. For the first time in his life... he wasn't being mass recruited for brutal assassinations, he wasn't being hunted by his enemies, and he didn't care enough about his life to hide. He was in plain sight. He was careless. He was lost.
There was one thing Eli did feel, however. Hate. His life of darkness fused with lights intentions had twisted him into that which loved to hate. Right now, well, he hated himself and he hated these Heartless. Because of them he was stuck in this hell-hole of an excuse of a town as well as having nothing to really live for. It was then it dawned on him.
Heartless were created supposedly when the darkness in someones heart bore too much on a soul? That, or when a Heartless turned you into one. Something along those lines. Regardless, they had to have some sort of a leader. Perhaps, just maybe, Elihu could dedicate himself to one final assassination. One final dark deed to ease him of his hatred of what he had done with his life on his home world. One final deed of LIGHT for the sake of his families memory within him.
First step... figure out how to get off of this world and find his way to a place in which could deliver him enough information on his enemy to make his next step.
''You BIT**!!" A man shouted at a child in in a hoodie. The man was bulky and big, bald and stinky. ''Wanna run that by me again?'' He spat at the teenage punk. Mr.Stinky pants grabbed him and lifted him in the air with difficulty. Rexanian's weren't light. The teenager didn't flinch for he was fearless. His hands were in his pockets and he just stared at the man with a smirk on his face.
''Shut up....trash.'' Zetsu repeated. The man threw him through a window onto the drinking man's table. Zetsu looked up at this stranger. His eyes reminded him of the Elder Leader of Rexaus. Full of hatred and death. He noticed The guys blades and knives.
Zetsu ginned and asked the man. ''You look like you could let off a little steam. Think u could deal with those guys? Heh...hot shot?" He said pointing at Mr.Stinky and his 2 bulky friends.
Eli took one last sip of his drink, let out a small sigh, and set the cup to its final rest on the table. There was a loud shout nearby, but Eli passed it off as nothing but a town quarrel. He ignored it. The thoughts rushed through his mind as to the whereabouts of these Heartless' home. There had to be a place he could investigate somehow.
-- Crash --
Without warning a body came slamming through the window nearby and abruptly landed on the table in front of Elihu throwing his glass into a pillar nearby shattering it. The waitress screamed in fright and stood there in shock for a moment. Eli hadn't budged an inch. Instead he analyzed the humanoid shaped figure in front of him. The appearance was a hooded kid that looked in his mid teens to Eli. Judging by the clothes and expression on his face he was used to trouble like this, yet Eli never took judgments as truth.
''You look like you could let off a little steam. Think u could deal with those guys? Heh...hot shot?" the kid asked as he looked up at Eli.
Elihu was about to refuse and walk away. It was not his intention to get involved in some meaningless street fight in this forsaken town. However, before he did, another cup came flying from the other side of the room at Eli's head. Without thinking instinct took over and his head tilted enough to dodge it. This slight maneuver seemed to upset the cups thrower.
"Hey, you! Get the hell outta here or I'll kick you farther than I did him and my buddies here will make your world a world of pain!" he cried out angrily in Eli's direction.
Elihu's chair slid back as he stood up. He looked down at the kid. "Not doing this for you. Doing it because I hate people like this, and he interrupted my drink."
Eli took a few steps forward until he was face to face with big man; the two others immediately moved to both Eli's sides as an intimidation factor. "Get the hell out of my face, this area, and don't let me see you again. I've killed people who haven't even bothered me before. Consider yourself lucky I want to avoid trouble here."
It was true. Eli had assassinated thousands of people in his life on his home world. Most of which did nothing to Eli. That was, alas, his life he grew into. Nowadays Eli was much more forgiving, especially in a foreign world with foreign consequences. He didn't want another bounty on his head.
"You think a couple tincy wincy knives are uh-gunna scare us? Hah! GET HIM!"
That was all Eli needed to hear. Without removing a dagger, the sword, or even utilizing next to any of his strentgh it took three simple motions to drop all three to the ground. Eli started by taking a step forward and grabbing the big mans arm, pulling it behind the man as he moved snapping it nearly in half. From there one kick with his right foot to the man that was originally standing to his left knocked him out cold, followed by a punch with his palm to the final mans jaw breaking it, dropping all three to the ground in under 5 seconds.
"The broken arm is for throwing this kid on my table. The jaw is for talking too much. The other one got lucky," Elihu said as he spit on the big, bald man. "Don't come near me again or I'll make it worse."
About face, exit in sight, Eli started to leave as he walked past the teenager.
''Heh...not bad. I knew he could fight, but I didn't think it would look cool.'' Zetsu thought as the man passed him. It was weired how he didn't use his blades or kill any of them. ''Oi! English tea pot.'' Zetsu said facing the man. The truth was that Zetsu didn't want to fight anybody or pick any unnecessary battles. Zetsu hasn't killed a humanoid figure before and doesn't plan on it. He didn't even know what would happen if he punched these 'humans'. This man smelled like blood to Zetsu. His presence was similar to a graveyard.
But his eyes...the stories they told. That's what Zetsu liked the most. ''What's ur name human?'' Zetsu asked trying to hide his excitement. ''Where do you come from, why do u look so pissed yet so kind. I would prefer if we could talk after a good battle with heartless. What do u think heh...english teapot.
(Sorry for the short replies, I can't write as much as u can just yet)
(( No worries, friend. If you wouldn't mind a tip from time to time I'd be happy to drop one. I'm not a professional, but I love writing. One thing I'd suggest is practicing writing out all of your words. For example: u should be you. And, ur should be your. It will get better with time. ))
The teenager watched Eli as he tried to walk by. He asked a few questions as well.
''Oi! English tea pot,'' The young man said to Eli. "'What's ur name human? Where do you come from, why do you look so pissed yet so kind. I would prefer if we could talk after a good battle with Heartless. What do you think heh...english teapot?"
Generally, Elihu didn't waste time with matters such as this. For starters the person seemed young. Eli could only assume he didn't have much information worth retrieving for his endeavors. However... he did know about the Heartless. He also asked to talk after a fight with some of them. It was possible that he did know more than would be expected.
"No other leads anyways..." Eli's thought faded. On his home world he'd just beat the information out of the kid. Yet, the idea of starting over still lingered on in the back of his mind.
"Take care of yourself!" his fathers final words to him haunted Eli more than ever since his arrival on Traverse Town. Perhaps he could start differently here.
Elihu scanned the young man up and down noting his posture, a case, and his comfortability with the area around him. Ignorance that the young man was so confident? Or was it experience? People from other worlds, as Eli had been observing, had traits unseen to him on his world. Some traits were incredibly powerful, yet still balanced to his own.
"Eli. What information have you on these Heartless? I'll go along with your... 'party' as long as I get some answers."
(Give me as much advice as you can please. If someone can do something I can't or is better at it, I tend to respect them.
"Eli. What information have you on these Heartless? I'll go along with your... 'party' as long as I get some answers."
Zetsu put another grin. ''Heh...well I know a lot about them but I don't like talking for a long time.'' Zetsu told Elihu. ''Those guy's really pissed me off. I need to take my anger out on something or I won't be....how do I say it......stable.'' Zetsu's blondish-brown hair turn slowly to crimson. He hated being saved and he hated the fact that he couldn't fight. He love fighting the most, the only thing he liked better were girls...but that's for another time.
''The names Akuma, it's not a pleasure to meet you just yet.'' Zetsu was still getting used to the way humans spoke, their language, greetings, goodbye's and sentence formation was odd. But he meant what he said and he said what he meant, a Rexanian honest 100%.
''Follow me...we'll find heartless in the third district, I'll kill waaaay more than you though.'' Zetsu said as if it were a simple game. ''Let's go, english teapot!'' Zetsu exclaimed. He picked his case and walked.
(I'm making a thread in the third district, we'll continue there please.)
It will get better with time. 
))