Org. XIV (story)

The machine moved one of its many legs, causing a shock wave to spread out form underneath it. Weapons began firing in all directions. Gregor smirked and strode forwards, energy blasts hitting all around him.



As the shock wave reached him, Gregor simply slashed forward with his weapon splitting the shock wave in two.



Oxthmas rubbed his forehead with one hand, then descended, checking his pocket watch.
"Yeah" he said with a slight blush. As he set down, he checked out the map again.
"I believe that is everything on the list."


Gunamnex and Roland stared at the bottle of fine wine for a moment.

"A bit rich for the likes of us, eh Gunamnex?" Roland said humorously.
"It's been a while since I have ever drank such a concoction" Gunamnex said as he studied the label.

The two looked at each other and laughed slightly.

"We'll have to hold onto this for later, but we accept Lance's generosity" Gunamnex says as he tucks the bottle away in a pouch. The two get up and begin to walk towards the tavern door.

"Keep up the good work Maya" Gunamnex says, brushing the top of her head with one hand as he walks past her. The two observers disappear as they walk through the door.

Maya smiled and nodded to the observer, "Thanks!" The young illusionist said as she disappeared again returning to Synthisle.

Pheonix smiled as she showed Oxthmas the treasure, a small glass orb that warped anything you looked at through, "Let's head back." She said as she handed Oxthmas the orb.

Nicholas dove over top of the shockwave as he pressed the gun to his temple again, "Surt!" He yelled as he pulled the trigger launching a large fireball at the mechanical giant.

Steven strolled around the place, killing some Heartless every one and again. Occasionally, an Invisible or something would pop up, but they still weren't much trouble. Compared to some other things he'd fought, Invisibles were nothing.

Tyson walked through the streets of earth, his pistol and knife at the ready. He was on a mission with Genova and Geo. "Come on , I want a little action, maybe a little stabby and slashy instead of just prowling" Geo complained through his ear peice. "Yeah whatever shorty, just be glad we got the okay on a short leave of absence" Genova said on line three. The Vampire rolled his eyes but mentally agreed with Geo, he wanted to shot something badly.

Meanwhile

Xelo slashed at Dispatch with four spears and sent the other four at Kizu. Blunt side first.

Dispatch cut the spears aimed at him so Xelo was left holding only the blade and about six inches of shaft. "Never. A smart move. NEVER try and spear someone who is holding a sword. Because METAL CUTS WOOD." he twirled his sword a few times before slashing at Xelo's shoulder. He made sure to blunt his sword with his metal powers, but it would still suck to get hit with it.

Xelo deflected the sword with a sound barrier and used it again to push Dispatch away from him.

<Note: His spears are made of pure sliver not wood, and sound barrier is sort of a shelid of sound.>

Tyson continued his stroll through New york, shooting a few heartless and even a nobody if it got to close.

<Silver is still softer than steel, and Dispatch didn't blunt the sword until he was swinging at Xelo. So, at best he cut the shafts off, worst he bent them beyond use...>

Dispatch backflipped and landed like Spiderman. He quickly rushed at Xelo again.

Xelo twirled his spears, and they repaired themselves in a flash of blue light. He dismissed them and glowed red before charging Dispatch.

<Red Drummer form, look it up>

<I prefer not to know things my characters don't, so>
Dispatch kept rushing and attempted to stab Xelo.

Xelo dodged the strike and punched at Dispatch. The red engery turned into a wrecking ball.

Dispatch:

Shocked, Dispatch went flying off, rolling on his side several times. "Nnngh..."

Xelo looked at Dispatch and moved toward him, but never let his gaurd down.

Dispatch erected a spherical metal barrier around himself, still writhing on the floor.

Xelo stopped in mid step and watched.

After a minute or so, Dispatch dropped the barrier and rushed at Xelo again, though he used part of the metal barrier as a shield this time.

This time both of Xelo's hands had turned to wrecking balls, his rushed Dispatch, swinging with skill.

Dispatch attempted to cut one of Xelo's arms of as he blocked the other with his shield, which crumpled under the blow, probably shattering Dispatch's arm at that.

Xelo dodged the blade and kicked Dispatch in the chest.

Dispatch went flying again. Great. Now he had a broken arm and several broken ribs. Overpowered pile of crap. Dispatch chewed on a few herbs and felt his bones heal, but he was still in serious pain. He also fixed his shield.

Erntxt smirked darkly and immediately slammed both of his fists down on the ground with intense force, sending a wave of darkness spreading out for miles. The nearby temple, however, remained completely unscathed.

"Good," he said, his smirk increasing, "Mercy is a sign of weakness. And I hate fighting weak opponents."

<Where is Erntxt?>

Xelo raised his fists again.

Xelo watched him closely, his red drummer form was making him restless.

Dispatch was still curled up, and aside from the shield (which was really no proof), he showed no signs of being able to move, the herbs giving no outward sign of healing. Wait for it...

Xelo continued to wait. he never struck a oppennet while he was down.