Even the Lifeless Live [Completed]

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Character(s): Dancer Nobodies (NPC's), Demyx, and whoever joins in on the chaos.
Content: Organization XIII's plans have been set put into motion and havoc ensues.
Setting: Vanaheim Gate and surrounding area [F3]
Time: Mid-Morning, Week 2
Warnings: None at the

The morning light gleamed off of glass windows, though its light was not genuine. The same light streamed through every building, filling the nooks and crannies of Paixao, relieving it from the choking cover of night. The artificial trees glowed brilliantly with the same lifeless light. No lines stood behind them. No people awaited permission to gain entrance into the city.

There was no sound… no life…

But hours passed and the citizens soon awoke, beginning their monotonous routine. The streets soon became crowded and bustling. Chatter entwined with the morning air.

And then so did the screams.

Another being made its way into the morning hassle: the Nobodies. Beings with no heart… those who were left behind… empty shells of what they once were. And these were unique Nobodies. The Dancers… fluid in motion… every step precise… They ravaged through the streets, picking and choosing the worthiest of targets only to find none.

Who would quench their thirst for battle?

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The clones, as always, were doing their job. Surround the girl and keep her from escaping, that was their job. Once Demyx issued the orders, they were committed to following every little detail. It simply was not in their nature to disobey. Demyx also preferred them to the Dancers. He was more... in sync with them, if you will. If he did not fully concentrate, they would begin acting on their own. That was one thing the Organization XIII did not want.

The Nobody pouted as Marluxia disappeared within the tendrils of darkness that issued form the portal. Angrily, he turned away, allowing the ground to take the full wrath of his gaze. Why was he always stuck with this messy job? Quite frankly, he agreed with the girl. What interest would Number One have with her?

But orders were orders...

"Listen," Demyx turned to the girl, aggravation clear in his voice. "The Organization probably sent the wrong guy for this anyway. I'd be happy sitting back with some friends of my own but I can't."

The Nobody walked to the edge of the building and looked down at the turmoil below. "And just don't try and run away, okay? Those clones are smarter than they look."

Once again, he returned his attention to the battle below. It was impossible to hide and now the Nobodies were doing more than loosing. There was now a wolf and two flying people of sorts. They were doing their best to slaughter all of the Nobodies.

"HEY!" Demyx called down, attempting to grab your attention. He had gotten the one girl and he was supposed to find as many people as he could. Marluxia had spoken to him about strategy and enemies before, one of which included making a deal. "If come up here and swear to keep your peace, I'll make a deal with you!"