Raid#52 [Plot]

Marluxia [Leader]

So it had come to this.

The war with the Dark had seen another major spike in activity, with reports of attacks coming from at least nine worlds. Every so often Dusks were checking in with members of the Organization with updates on the strikes in both known strongholds. Marluxia had found this information useful, and this an opportunity to convince those who needed convincing that he remained loyal to the Thirteen. For as long as he needed such trust. What better a way to convince the loyalist dogs of his honorable intentions than single handedly delivering the Light another base of operations? No temporary alliance with a misguided pawn was needed for the defense of a world Marluxia was capable of taking himself. Any hero was merely a distractive crop yet to be harvested, bound to bombard him with ignorant questions of the Assassin's intentions. They were only good for the hearts which they possessed.

To reap the most benefits, he would have to infiltrate the dark to find their workings and sabotage them. For the sake of Kingdom Hearts and it's completion, he needed information to point any Keyblades in the right direction. Conveniently placed for him were many dark beings worth questioning after bringing their existence to the line with his scythe. Graceful Dahlia would force the unwilling into submission, and after interrogation...oblivion. This part of his plan had led him to Deep Space, a more advanced world than his regular patrols for the Organization.

Several feet before the Genesis copy came black wisps upon the floor, from which steadily rose a Corridor of Darkness. A moment later the portal dissipated, leaving a man in a black cloak in its wake. The silver chains that hung from his collar shook a little as he reached up to his black hood, and removed it from his head with his gloved hands. Bright pink cherry blossom petals fell from the beautiful, pink locks that flowed from his head, and radiant blue eyes surveyed the sulking prey before him. The reflections of either combatants could be seen clearly in the large windows of the ship that withheld the two. The Graceful Assassin held up his right hand with an open palm; a momentary shower of petals around his outstretched fingers, that was soon followed by a flash of light as Graceful Dahlia appeared within his firm grasp. Marluxia gracefully twirled the scythe above his head twice before flourishing it before his opponent.

This being appeared to show signs of degradation, and a lack of an ability to walk straight. However Marluxia was not going to take him lightly for such traits, as underestimating someone by appearance before had dire consequences. He would not repeat his mistake with Sora. "Let us begin." he spoke to the man with the rather odd weapon in his hand.