After saying her piece, A'mael chained up Ascot among the unconcious slaves, causing the now-magicless boy to begin to take stock of his situation. He was, as said, in a dark room, filled with the sweat of unwashed, unconcious men and women, a room deliberately built to be claustrophobic. Curiously, the dark-haired boy poked one of the slaves, trying to see if they were asleep due to drugs, or due to magic. It was drugs. Next was looking for improvised weapons; he was unable to find anything that can work as a lockpick or a shiv. And, without his magic, he could not access his Keyblade's Inventory. So, best to wait for a chance to escape... [b][i]Outside[/i][/b] This specific Cartel fortress was located in a pocket dimension located in the spaces between the worlds, detectable only through a device that detects dimenional anomalies, just like what Yuri Nakayama was holding. On observation, the young man would find the fortress to be bleak and forbidding, a medieval castle, but with 'modern' accourtments such as barbed wire, reinforced concrete bunkers, and AA Emplacements. All looked to be expensive, which was no suprise as, well, it was the Cartel. ~~~ Yuri Nakayama looked down at the device in his hands, a devilish grin on his face. Chuckling a little, he muttered to himself: "Yup, this seems to be the place all right. Geh heh heh, it's been a long time..." Pocketing the device, he thrust out his hand, and focused, as his keyblade popped into existence. It was intense, foreboding, a long blade that actually looked more like a weapon rather than a key. The shaggy blonde haired keyblade wielder began his approach towards the gated castle, ready for conflict with the group. The group he had heard so much about, had been so affected by, yet had never had confrontation with until now. He finally reached the wired gate which seperated him from the castle, and with a swift, heavy swing of his keyblade, it was cleaved apart, another one sealed the deal. Walking through the makeshift gap, swinging around his keyblade erratically, Yuri knew what was coming next, and would enjoy it. ~~~ Cartel Enforcers, using nearby barricades as their cover, began to fire their submachine guns and assault rifles at the Keyblader, while Snipers nestled in the gatehouse trained their fire on the interloper. Knowing how powerful the Keybladers were, the Cartel was going on a policy of no melee, only ranged engagement; use overwhelming force and 'dirty' tactics, such as poison gas, which was now being considered. [b][i]Inside[/i][/b] A'mael suddenly stormed in with a dozen guards all in Special Forces Armor; overkill for a 13-year old kid, but not overkill for a Keyblader. They unlocked Ascot's chains and dragged the boy brusuely to a hidden chamber with several cameras all around. A'mael then said, in an angry, vengeful tone: "So, one of your friends has found us earlier than expected; it matters not. We're going to have our fun with you, then throw the pieces of your body to our visitor to show him an example of what happens to those who try and take us on. Guards; [i]STRIP HIM![/i]" she shouted, and Ascot knew that, even though he was not going to win, he would still have to fight. And so, as the guards reached for him, the 13-year old ducked and rolled away, using his smaller size and faster speed to evade their grasping arms, trying to make his way to the farther corners of the chamber, where there was a door - "Golden Chains!" A'mael shouted, and chains of gold appeared out of thin air and made their way towards Ascot, who managed to weave, duck, and dodge them for several minutes, enough time for his magic to begin returning - - if not for the fact that the guards, prompted by their leader, joined the grab for him; the boy fought, using his elbows, fists, and legs in blows that would have downed a dozen unarmored adults, the keyword being [i]unarmored[/i]. Despite this, the boy kept struggling, even as the guards fully removed his shirt, throwing it onto the floor, leaving him bare-chested... ~~~ [b][i]Outside[/i][/b] Yuri laughed as he swung his keyblade, skillfully manuvering it as he sliced at bullets, ducking and weaving to avoid those he couldn't deflect. Casting a firaga spell straight ahead of him, his red eyes seemed to glimmer, taking in all his surroundings. With a carefully timed Fire spell, he blasted at one of the snipers, and then another one, and another one, until the only ones left were the gunners he was steadily gaining on. Once he was close enough to strike, Yuri ducked down, suprising his attackers, swinging his blade horizontally as he did. It sliced through their legs with the same force that split a chained fence, and the attackers were helpless as they found themselves falling to the ground, still firing everywhere. A couple of bullets from the falling upper bodies nicked Yuri, and he grimaced slightly as they did. As insignificant as they were, they still stung a little. He shelved the pain for another time though, he had an important mission to fufill: He would destroy this guild of evil buisness folk, or whatever, and put an end to their erratic greed! Little did he know though, that he would find himself a new companion as well... Kicking through the suprisingly brittle wooden door that protected the castle's interior, Yuri blew throughout the castle, slicing anyone and anything in sight that held a weapon; his purging was too important to worry about any uneeded casualites. He could distantly hear alarms ringing everywhere, but his mind was elsewhere, lost in the high of battle. Minutes became seconds as Yuri destroyed all in his path, Fire Dashing around and igniting the ground behind him, passing rooms filled with prisoners as he did. Eventually, he reached a sturdy door, one that actually looked rather important. He swung his keyblade at the door, and it bounced off, obviously this was made from some strong stuff. Immediaty thinking he would have to attack with even more strength, he brought his keyblade back, focusing his energy, before swinging it forwards, shouting with as much energy as he could muster: "ZAAAAANTETSUUUKEN!!!!" And with that, an impossibly fast and powerful blow struck into the door, blowing it from it's hinges, revealing the room ahead. It would be only later that Yuri would realize he probably could have just unlocked it with his keyblade. Inside this room, he saw quite an odd scene, a robed female, who Yuri could recognize from her description as A'mael, a leader of the cartel, as well as 12 guards. What was really odd however, was the shirtless boy who was fighting with the guards, while A'mael yelled at them. Grinning at the shock painted on all the residents of the room's faces, he charged forward at A'mael, yelling out a rather cringeworthy taunt: "Sorry, AM I INTERRUPTING SOMETHING????" ~~~ "Damn you; damn you all!" shouted A'mael as during the distraction, Ascot finally had his magic, and Keyblade, return to him, allowing him to cast a swift Holy spell that knocked his captors unconcious, allowing the boy to pick up his shirt and undershirt and put them on once again. He then gazed at A'mael archly: "You have just officially pissed me off," he said, a little angrily, his reaction to almost being violated understated. A'mael took several steps back, then shouted: "GOLDEN MECH!" surrounding herself in a mass of liquid gold, which then reshaped itself into the form of a giant robotic suit that towered over the chamber. "Let's see how you deal with this!" the woman said while her minions began running off to evacuate the fortress, starting with food, then other vital supplies like medicine and weapons, then treasure, then finally their prisoners. "If you won't be my slaves, if you continue to oppose us," A'mael was angry now, "DIE!" she said as she aimed a giant punch at Yuri. ~~~ Yuri grinned at the attack, facing it head-on, extending his keyblade out, and as soon as it met the punch, he threw himself forward, doing a spin in the air as fire began to wrap around him. All of a sudden, he was a cart-wheel of flame, rising up the arm of the newly created mech, melting the metal slightly. When he reached the head, the flame fizzled out, and Yuri was left alone on top of the mech. letting out a fierce shout, he focused intensly on a powerful strike, chanelling as much power into it as he could; so much that his body began to take damage, blood spurting out from the bullet grazes. Then after the split second of preperation, he jumped backwards, swinging the keyblade down on the mech's back, slicing a gash in the mech, and even grazing A'mael, just a little. Teleporting just a little further away, to get out of reach of the golden monstrosity, Yuri coughed up a bit of blood. He glanced quickly at the boy who had been attacked, who now seemed to have a keyblade. What a stroke of luck. Coughing a little more, Yuri croaked out, "Hey, you! Help me take out this whench, then we can slaughter the rest of them later, mk?" With this said, he cast a quick heal spell, mending himself up a little bit, but the mech did so as well; the cut made in it's back already sealing up. The metal powers of A'mael were no joke, it would seem she wasn't just talk after all. ~~~ "Of course I will; you didn't have to ask!" shouted Ascot as he cast Haste on himself, then jumped up high, then used Ars Arcanum, allowing his Keyblade to glow with light as it impacted on the mech's chest, scoring deep gashes and melts as it slowly eroded A'mael's protection, revealing the woman who had been controlling the mech from a pocket of air. Before Ascot can move to strike, however, A'mael used a Golden Hammer to knock the boy back into the air, only for him to right himself up and glide, bursting into flames that didn't harm the lad as he did so. Smiling, Ascot headed for his opponent, dodging another Golden Hammer, and using Reflara to shield against a volley of bullets from A'mael's machine pistol. He crashed into her, forcing her to disperse the mech into golden particles, before A'mael righted herself, throwing a smoke bomb to her feet. A few seconds later, she disappeared, just like that. ~~~ "DAMNIT! WHAT WAS THAT!" Yuri, having just finished healing himself, yelled out in frustration. A'mael had slipped through his fingers, using cheap tactics to escape out of harm's way. It was frusturating, and Yuri took no measures to hide it. "COWARD! SCUM OF THE EARTH! FIGHT US LIKE SOMEONE WHO HAS SOME SHRED OF DIGNITY!" Throwing his keyblade at a wall in rage, he quickly summoend it back, and began to walk out the door. Quickly though, he turned to the key blade wielder, and said a few words before running out. "You. Keyblade kid. Meet me at the enterance. We should talk. Kill as many of these guys as you can on the way out, ok?" Not bothering to listen to a reply, Yuri bolted away, his keyblade already flailing around, creating a field of mass destruction immediatly in front of him. He would search for A'mael, or any other leftovers from the Cartel, cursing under his breath with increasing intensity as his search began to reveal itself to be fruitless. Practically foaming at the lips, Yuri eventually gave up, he had no choice, and go see what the deal was with the Keyblade wielding kid he seemed to have helped to free from A'mael. Eventually, he would make his way out to the doorway, greeted by the kid, and the bodies of the men he had defeated earlier. No need for it to be out anymore, Yuri raised his keyblade up, and it quickly vanished. His hands now free, Yuri stretched a little, before calling out to the keyblade wielder. "So, seems like you have a story to tell me. Spit it out."