Appointment(priv)

"How long do we have to stay here?" A voice timidly stated while her whole body was able to feign a sign of bravery. Her tail was absolutely on edge and it seemed ready to snap at any given time. The creature lay with its head on her shoulder. While she consistently stroked it's head carefully whole staring at the castle they was high above them. "We find out what she wants, we nod and then we leave." Xaq replied straight faced however even he was impressed by the height of the castle. He always would be, however he would honestly never say it out loud. Meanwhile to the left of him was Alyssa who rather then staring at the castle was currently staring at the abyss beneath it. She never liked looking at the abyss, which was weird since she was perfectly fine with flying while on the board. Though staring into that abyss really made her feel uneasy. Too uneasy. Slowly yet surely the child began to move towards Mara who was staring up at the castle and she climbed onto his back and simply held onto him. The other two noticed this and they simply raised a confused eyebrow yet Xaq could even get a quip out. A quick "Shut up." with a slightly serious face silenced him. Alyssa didn't even like being here for the tourney about a week ago. There was just something about this world that honestly made her feel uneasy as if she wasn't safe.

Mara simply stared up at the castle, and he smiled. Remembering not too long ago his triumphs in the darkson cup. The boy smiled and simply nodded looking left and right and he quickly spun around Alyssa on his back holding tightly. The boy simply had one question, well....two to be precise."So how do we get into the castle and also....where's Deji at? She was the one who brought us here....I guess we kinda sorta shoulda stayed with her....." The boy spoke as he began to tap his foot wondering what they should do now.

"Mara and friends!" Deji suddenly announced at the top of her lungs, when the group had stood there, slackjawed about what to do in their situation. They lost her for a moment, but only for a moment, as she simply went to go alert Morgan that they were there. Where the five of them currently stood, there'd be an odd bridge of light, that lead to what most called the "basement" of the castle. The reality of it, was that it had been retrofitted to turn into a reception and security screening area.

Here, the group could feast their eyes on the many people that came and went. Times were growing tense nowadays in many of the worlds, so Morgan had been busy bolstering the defenses on the homefront. Sure, the dome which simulated the night and day cycle around the entire city was sturdy enough to protect against more physical threats, but she had to have many contingency plans when facing off against the malevolent threat like the Heartless. All of the workers that came to and fro essentially moved messages between other worlds and their leaders, urging them to be on-guard for whatever may happen. Not just that, but the defense systems were coming along quite well and hopefully, they'd be a great asset in defense against the creatures.

"Why dillydally? Let's go, let's go!" She urged them and gave them her signature grin. Deji punched both of her fists together, then chuckled briefly under her breath. "We get free pass. Now hurry up!" The woman urged. After that, she started off in a brisk jog towards the castle.

All of them stared at one another looking back and forth between themselves as the light bridge appeared and Deji went briskly jogging across it not much to their suprise. No doubt she was used to these type of things so the awe must have been lost on her forever ago. Mara's company simply had a collective sigh between them save the boy himself as he began to walk forward onto the bridge finding it to be really interesting never getting tired of walking across that thing. Soon Xaq and Aldrey would follow suit looking down and around and what not once again enjoying the view. While Alyssa simply looked straight forward and up towards the castle he could almost feel her shaking a little bit. Though he ignored it considering it as she may have to use the bathroom or something among those lines. When they got to the security section they still followed friendly green giant as once again they looked around seeing people from all walks of life having to go through their what seemed to be really high tech security monitoring. Seemed as though everyone was being forced to go through the monitoring before they were allowed to enter the castle. Similar to the destiny island security checks only there's weren't as advanced. Though it didn't look like this world had a cornerstone of light to keep the heartless off of it....then again that was a secret kept between the adults. Only reason he knew about it was because him and his sisters would always listen through the door to hear what the adults were talking about. Not even to be secretive only because they thought they could hear where the adults would hide the desserts at before dinner.

Upon reaching the interior of the castle, they'd find that it would be clean to a fault. The floors shined brightly and they metallic to the touch of their feet (hooves). Deji, who was almost always barefoot, seemed to stomp the ground with each step. This wasn't intentional as wasn't the small quakes that came from each step made. It's not that she couldn't control her power but quite the opposite, that WAS her controlling the beast within and she naturally caused a bit of havoc wherever she went. Truly, it made sense why there was really only one person out there, who had the ability to stop her. Thankfully, she wasn't malevolent (or as much than most) and really enjoyed her friendships, which could also explain why she always felt overjoyed when Meara and co. were around her. "Come, come! This hall, then that door and then Queen!" She directed, that wide grin still plastered upon her lips.

All the while, the people who were about paid them proper respects and greeted them, despite how any of them may have appeared. The atmosphere was professional, yet kind. Everyone showed their air of maturity. Deji already figured Morgan had to have been waiting for them in that one room, where she typically holds all of her meetings. Thus, it also meant that the queen had been keeping a watchful eye over the group the minute they stepped foot onto the world. The green-haired woman never figured it out but always knew that Morgan had a way monitoring the world. She never really cared and honestly just stuck to training her body. That way, when the time came, she can challenge Meara to a rematch and hopefully pull through in the end.

The more they traveled down the hallways, Aldrey felt herself simply stroking her tail more lovingly to keep the creature under control. These same hallways were similar to the ones that she was dragged down muzzled and with a strait jacket  while her tail would be covered in chains. The longer she walked down this hallway the more she felt angry and she felt herself getting angry. She stared at the people that they passed while walking down the hallways. None of them had any clue what the darksons were doing here, like anyone else they simply took the money they were given. An praised the darksons having no idea of the agenda they had underneath these floors. She shuddered and this was taken notice by both Xaq and Alyssa who turned to looked at her. For a moment she acknowledged their stares, however she never said anything outloud. She continued walking her hooves making a resounding impact with the ground. Her tail for a moment made a low guttural growl, however she gave it a small slap and the creature quickly ceased. Meanwhile, Xaq and Alyssa simply had the same question on their mind wondering just what in the world this girl wanted. Meara on the other hand was busy spinning looking at the sights around them and saying hello to the people that greeted them giving handshakes in return and enjoying the scenery. He honestly had no clue what this women wanted, but she sure did have a nice place. Almost as nice as his own house back on destiny isles. Though let's be honest you can't beat a hammock in the backyard with the sound of ocean waves crashing.

Ahhhh, just too perfect.

Deji eventually lead the group to a room that was simplistic in its design. A long, white table used for meetings, with chairs situated in front of it and organized in a very business-like manner. The room itself was shaped like a wedge and had a large window that served as its wall. This gave whoever gazed towards the head of the table, a wonderful view of the city behind the person in the chair. But besides that, there was a figure that stood in front of the reinforced glass panels. Her stance was straightened, dignified and had that air of royal superiority. Those who didn't really know her, could only compare her stance and image to that of her mother, who she shared very striking similarities with. There had been a few mishaps from employees who confused them for one in the same. That bothered her on the inside, but she never expressed any dislike for it openly. No one else really knew that either.

There Morgan stood in front of Meara and company. Her black coat, lined with white fur along the edges was a symbol that bridged queens. A hand-me-down which bore the original design and crest of the Darkson family. The item was far too precious to get it updated to the current sigil. Beyond that coat, she wore a black button-up, with a red skirt. A red tie accompanied and complimented the other items. A pair of black knee-high socks and black heeled shoes completed the rest of the outfit. Much like her mother in the earlier years, Morgan wore her hair down. The silvery-white locks appeared as a brilliant cascade down her back. She turned towards the group, her crimson-red eyes piercing, yet alluring. A brief moment would show that they had faint, intricate blue and white lines that came over the edges of her pupils and along the sclera. These faded in an instant, however.

"Boss. We here!" Deji called out once the woman turned around and greeted the queen with her bright smile. From there, she quickly ran over to the woman's side and took her position at the woman's left. She then spoke in a different language, likely one Meara would understand clearly... If it wasn't for the broken manner in which the snake-kin spoke any language. After which, she motioned towards the rest of the people in the room. "Brought them like asked."

And that she did. There was a visually pleased smile that tugged at the lips of the Darkson queen. Her eyes quickly scanned each and every one of them, knowing them each by name, even the one with the sentient, dragon tail. "Cousin Meara." She said simply and gave a light curtsy. "Cousin Xaq, Cousin Alyssa." They each received the respectful gesture and then when it came to Aldrey... "Aldrey." The name was spoken easily and she too, given the token of respect. Once that was all done, she then turned her focus completely upon Meara. "Take a seat, if you wish, but I would like to get down to business as soon as possible. Time is a virtue in these apocalyptic days, yes?" That question was being used to gauge the blonde's knowledge of what was going on in the rest of the worlds.

Mara stood and gazed at the room once again spinning around looking at it. Alyssa apparently for now had one too many spins so she quickly hopped off of his back and now she joined the rest of them in the not so straight line that made up Aldrey, Xaq, and now Alyssa. When Mara was spoken too the boy quickly chirped a "Hiya." that was filled with friendliness and energy to the girl. Xaq on the other hand quickly took a seat down on one of the seats situated while Alyssa quickly took a seat next to him. Both of them made a friendly hello, however you could feel as if it was slightly tense. Aldrey simply stared and a slow nod came from her head, however it seemed she herself was unsure of her nod. Quickly she took a stand next to where Meara was standing, however the moment she did Meara jumped onto the table and sat with legs crossed on the table as was tradition when beta wasn't around. While Morgan spoke to him Mara shook his head a little and couple grains of sand from earlier that day fell onto the table. "Uh sure, okay. I'm okay with that...soooooooo whatcha wanta meet for." The boy asked playing with the scarf that was on his neck. His tone was quite the usual filled with curiosity and vigor wondering why he was brought here today. Meanwhile the others simply gazed upwards or to the left or simply tapped on the table etc etc.

The way how the air tensed around the others was hilarious at best and honestly pleased Morgan to a degree, but they wouldn't be able to tell that. The more interesting part of this awkward little situation, however, was how Meara either didn't understand her question or was completely ignorant to the things happening on other worlds... Either way, it made her job increasingly harder. She's heard stories about the mentality and genius of anyone directly related to her uncle Veara, so it was something she decided to steel herself against. However, seeing this boy in front of her now and the way how he acted, blissfully ignorant, sorta pissed her off. Destinie fell in love with him? Well, when standards are practically non-existent...

"I'll be brief. Cousin Meara, you showed excellent strength at the Darkson Cup several weeks ago and this is a follow-up to your victory. This will directly aid in the defense of the world we currently sit in now and will influence the defense of other worlds in the future. I need your help to test out several projects I've been working on for a while now and see if they're up to par with people of your caliber." The woman explained, then took a brief pause before continuing. "In short, I want you to fight my toys and I want to see if they break easily, understand?"

Meara listened to her words still playing with his scarf while she spoke looking up at her with round and curious eyes. She knew about all the trouble going around in the other worlds, which was odd.. he thought she just sat on her butt all day at meetings...or at least that's what he was told be Des. The boy listened to her request, but something didn't make sense to him either. Her request was honestly a little odd..though he simply nodded at her. "Uhhh sure I mean I can look at your toys...but it possibly not the best bet I mean back at the Darkson Cup that wasn't my.....myyyyyy hardest I mean was my hardest ever fought and had too pull all the stops just to 'triumph' over Deji and barely at that." Mara twiddled with his scarf nervously for a second laughing almost letting the cat out of the bag. He nodded to her and jumped off the table standing next to Aldrey who was a little jumpy while the other two simply ignored the stares. Xaq noticed this however even he himself wasn't sure how powerful this kid was, but one thing was sure from what his dad and mom used to say. The more happy and silly an Ara was that also seemed to not know anything. The more it was possible that said Ara could possibly be one of the universes biggest problems should they choose to be. "Sooooo lets go to your toys and check them out. I guess Deji must have played with them already if you called me just for that." Mara spoke seeming to already forget about the dilemma he almost put himself inside in earlier as he spun his scarf a little looking up at Morgan the smile still on his face.

There was a tilt of Morgan's head, but it was briefly. That could have been possibly the case and Meara's modesty was no insult on his or Deji's half. Only a few knew what the snake woman really was and her defeat at the blonde's hands only confirmed her suspicions about him. Her mind raced for a split second about what it all meant, that he barely won by throwing out everything he had on a whim and that no one other than the emerald warrior had given him a proper fight. A brighter smile came to her lips. "You're honest and modest to a fault, dear cousin. However, let me thank you for agreeing to the trial."

Her feet began to do the walking and Morgan continued the talking, whether or not Mara's friends joined him, determined whether or not she just passed them by without a second thought. "Of course, your friends are always welcomed to join in on the fun as well. They are toys after all." The queen let out a low chuckle and exited the room. Using a pale hand, she motioned down one of the halls and at the very end of it, were several elevators. "This way, if you may." Her heeled shoes hit against the ground and made a small, echoing thudding noise. Occasionally, there'd be an employee here and there, who greeted the queen royally and her guests normally. "By the way, after all of this occurs, expect to be paid for your time. A little birdie has told me that you're on a journey and I'd love to help out with it, in some small way." She said and gave Meara a genuine smile.

They continued on and Deji followed behind the group. She attempted to socialize with them and even though her English skills weren't the best, she showed that she had genuine interest in whatever it was they were going to do. This happened for as long as their journey took them, so yes, even when they had entered the elevator and started to ascend the floors a bit. Going higher up presented the group with a glass tube, that revealed the heights at which they traveled.

Mara nodded to her and smiled, thank goodness. She didn't pursue his mistake, while it was true that Deji was honestly his hardest possible battle, however there were steps he refused to go during that battle and he won with his own strength. Something didn't feel right in that fight and not to mention a couple others that have pushed him, as if something was trying to get out of him. All three of his partners simply smiled or they shrugged their shoulders, however something told them that they honestly wouldn't be needed for when it was time to play with Morgan's toys. Both Xaq and Alyssa would talk with Deji while they made their way to the area. The higher they went and the higher they seemed to go the more it was obvious that Mara was getting excited to face whatever was coming his way. Aldrey on the other hand seemed to still be not sure of herself walking within this area as the it began to look more and more similar to the Lab that was once her hell. She continually tried to shake this off and for now she walked near Mara hoping some of his happiness and courage in this rather odd and seemingly weird situation would rub off on herself.

The elevator tubing was eventually covered by the metallic substance that made up the entirety of the castle and their little ride had come to an end. The doors opened behind them and Morgan stepped out, guiding the group of misfits through the expansive hall, towards a rather large door that was only a couple of meters away. "Mara, I'll be heading an opposite way, so continue onward and through those doors. Your friends can choose to follow behind me or not, it really doesn't matter where they go." The woman commented, then shot a quick smile over to him. A pat on his shoulder and the queen had separated from the rest of the group. Deji herself opted to stay with Mara, because she enjoyed to see the action up close.

There was a separate door that she went through, taking the stairwell it presented to her up to a more elevated room. The room she entered was quite large and had many computers aligned alongside one another. A two-way window was in front of the monitors and granted Morgan with the view of the coliseum that served as the Darkson Cup's arena several weeks back. A dome-shaped arena with many seats that were protected by heavy duty forcefields and other intricate technologies that made viewing safe and intense. Mara and Deji would know the arena well, of course, but this time there wasn't a fight for a tournament or cup, but for tests. All of this would be done as a form of audition or tryout, for the queen's interest... Much like her mother, she wondered if she could get someone as powerful as Uncle Veara on her side.

When everybody had entered, Morgan would activate the intercom and speak to them. "Alright, get warmed up or whatever it is you want to do before we start the tests. After doing so, let me know when you're ready and we'll get this show on the road."

When the time came for them to split up and go separate ways to test Morgan's toys. Aldrey, Alyssa, and Xaq would follow Morgan while Mara walked the other way into the dome shaped coliseum. When they entered the room, the three didn't pay any mind to the computers or the other high tech equipment. All three walked to the mirror that showed what showed the dome and what was happening down there. Alyssa was still nervous about the situation, while both Aldrey and Xaq expected this to be done in less then a minute. Though Morgan seemed to be oldly confident in her toy and she was even okay with all of them fighting it. which was quite odd to them. Either she was underestimating how powerful this kid might be...or she had something strong ready for him. It would be interesting, definitely short, but still interesting.

Mara stood in the middle of the dome and had a  flash back to the Darkson Cup. He honestly didn't remember that many fights. He remembered the semi-finals and the grand finals....most of the punches from the grand finals kinda made him forget what had happened earlier on. He smiled though at that memory regardless of the pain...it was a good fight. Though as quick as his trip down memory lane started it had ended as he heard intercom and he simply nodded. She wanted him to warm up.. Mara simply looked around and did one quick squat after that he looked up to the intercom. "Uhhh, I'm ready." He spoke looking over at Deji and then up at where the intercom voice was coming from.

Well... It was something, that single squat that Meara performed. Since he was warmed up already, Morgan decided that four fights, each one drastically harder than the other would be able to suffice for a test. The queen wandered her way over to a computer monitor, turned it on, then allowed her fingers to fly across the keyboard. Without even having to look at what she typed, the ground began to rumble for a moment and a few meters away from the blonde, came a large opening in the arena. There was an elevator like device Morgan activated which sent up the opponents, which came in the form of the latest Savior units. A full battalion of them equally 30 units each, all of them diverse in what they're able to do.

These opponents were like the synthetics that pose as actual humans and were scattered throughout the rest of the worlds, as a sort of field test. The guards and sentries in this world and at the castle, were these very same Saviors, which helped keep law and order in the place. They're far stronger and superior to the average human being and their strengths rivaled superhuman. This shouldn't have been too hard for Meara at all, considering who he was, but only time would tell. The androids were smart enough and had advanced adaptability tactics, which would help give them a sort of edge over the young boy... If possible.

Each of them spread out and decided to attack at once, but in a controlled manner that allowed them to fluidly attempt to overwhelm Meara with their skills. The mage-like Saviors had spread themselves out far and encircled the blonde, unleashing a myriad of spells (each with different elements) towards him, as some sort of organized firing squad. Warrior Saviors had charged full forward, swords and shields in hand, ready to cut him down with all their might, while the assassin types thought of more underhanded tactics, to approach the islander boy from behind and hit at his body's more weaker points (if his physiology was the same as a regular human's).

Meara simply stood there for a moment kicking the ground and whistling to himself, he was about to actually turn around and strike up a conversation with Deji. When he finally heard the elevator whirring, the same one that brought Deji in the finale of the Darkson Cup. Meara simply stood there awaiting to see what would pop up, however when he saw that it was a battalion of around....one to skip a few, thirty. The boy couldn't help but grimace..

"Awww man I am so not prepared for this!" He spoke with concern as he stared at the synth's quickly taking their places. They quickly rushed him while the boy stood there rustling his hair. "I'm so in for it!" The boy shouted as they came close from all around him and still he rustled his hair. Though the area around him the air began to get thick and the ground beneath his feet began to crack and soon broke completely. Meara opened his eyes and while his left eye was still a pitch black. His right eye was shining brightly and was pure white. Closer and closer they came Meara grimaced face turned into anger for a second. "Ugh, IM MAD!" The boy spoke and as he did it happened. A large amount of space force came forth from his body traveling outwards going out about a fourth of a mile. The force of the space was enough to push back anything with a heavy amount of force capable of damaging others quite heavily. Meanwhile in the epic center with his right eye glowing brightly. Seeming to be talking to himself. "I can't believe I forgot to change into my cut off jeans! Instead I left my regular jeans on that Xaq's snake just washed and ironed for me and now they're gonna get dirty or possibly get ripped way more then what they're supposed to be! Man this is so annoying!" The boy spoke his head hurting slightly after unleashing the attack however not enough to affect his cognitive process. The boy simply shook his head as he looked around his eye returning to normal and he found himself in a small crater. Though he had a feeling he wasn't doing that again anytime soon, especially since most of his attacks were based on singular and he didn't have much attacks based on area except big attacks similar to that.

Meanwhile above in the box the three of them watched and Xaq couldn't help but feel smaller as he simply watched Mara unleashed his attack. He heard the words that Mara said and honestly he would have rather they had kept that between one another rather then shouting it out loud. Aldrey herself simply stared at the android and she gripped the glass in front of her almost breaking it as she stared at the others...she would have been one of those possibly..no she wouldn't have these probably never had minds...she was the next step above them. There so called progress, this would have been their progress the expense of her freedom would have been their progress. Alyssa at this point she didnt really have any thoughts she was just getting annoyed that the fight wasn't over yet. She just wanted him to use the big thing and get this done and over with.

Now that was quite the amusing touch to the whole ordeal. Meara was heard perfectly and the reasoning for his anger, was nothing more than his jeans being ripped a little more so than usual. Just that alone caused a spike in his power and allowed him to completely decimate the entire battalion of Savior Units. Several thoughts ran through that supercomputer-like mind of Morgan's, though, she kept all comments to herself and merely observed. Nothing escaped her eyes, especially the reaction Aldrey gave when she witnessed her friend's might.

The glass she managed to crack was used to help keep spectators safe when turned to a certain frequency. Even people with strengths of feat like Deji and Mara would have to intentionally try to break it, but at rest, it was no stronger than bullet-proof glass. That chimera had managed to crack it with just her bare hands. Likely, she must have relived her days when she was a basement experiment, at the hands of her aunt, Celia. Oh yes, Morgan knew about that and despite how they've been scratched from the records, the current queen's mother always made sure to document any and all experiments, incidents, staff, etc. This became knowledge for the snowy-haired woman who watched the blonde do his job. A light chuckle escaped her lips.

"All that talking down to yourself and you do that? Don't insult me, Meara." She said over the intercom but her voice wasn't stern. The woman just added that little joke in there for the sake of doing so. Without further hesitation, she brought out her next plan. When Savior units needed the extra firepower, there were always the Lord Busters.

The arena's roof had begun to open up to a certain degree and once it had, a prototype of their newest model was dropped in. A mechanized, dark gray man-scorpion like tank had been dropped onto the scene. It boasted eight legs with traction and other environment traversing equipment, claws that could grab and crush even the most resilient of prey, an armored exoskeleton that enabled it to take tons of damage while out on the field and a large, cannon-like tail. The rest of its armaments consisted of energy and bullet-based projectiles. Turret guns on the claws and its eight eyes had lasers which could be used to melt through cover. Size-wise, it wasn't any bigger than 9 feet. A mechanized roar came from it and immediately set its eyes upon the blonde.

It's first move consisted of firing a large pulse bomb towards the boy. This shot from its tail and traveled at a very quick pace. The thing aimed to hit its mark and leave it not only severely damaged, but stunned too with the nerve damaging side-effects it held. Essentially, it served as an organic and inorganic EMP that did a lot of damage. After that, it swept its claws in a horizontal line and fired off many bullets in an attempt to cut off the boy's x-axis movements.

Meara blinked when he heard Morgan's voice over the intercom once again, he hadn't even realized there were people surrounding him or that his body had unleashed that attack. He looked around himself confused at all the bodies on the floor while he looked up towards the arena ceiling that was opening up. Mara with his mouth wide open watched as the tank like creature dropped and Mara quickly walked up to it. Keeping some distance between himself and the tank like scorpion. "Hiya, I'm midara, I mean Mara, you just look really cool and-" Mara cut himself off as a huge energy ball was shot from it tail. The boy quickly pushed energy into his legs launching himself backwards about twenty-five feet. "Hey pal ya almost hit me I don't think that's very ni-" The boy was cut off as his eyes widened and gunshots were heading towards him having nowhere to go the boy had no other choice. Stamping his foot on the ground a large electrical shield with a red center that was ten by ten feet shot up from the ground right in front of the boy. He breathed a sigh of relief as the bullets connected with the shield and then after the flurry of bullets ended that's when the attack happened. The shield that arose from the ground turned red completely and then a large red energy blast was shot back at the tank. The blast would just shoot back the damage with some added strength of electricty. Mara wasn't sure it would be enough to calm down the guy, but at least it would be enough to maybe get him to listen to him.


Meanwhile up in the intercom room all three of them didn't understand it. Mara didn't usually take fights so carefree and if he did it was only because he didn't feel as though he needed to show his power. Poor Aldrey was simply confused and didn't understand why the boy was acting like this. Was her new 'leader' honestly this much of a dolt.

The tank-creature couldn't talk, it was just a mere mecha to just wage and fight wars with. Whatever friendship the blonde tried to get out of it, was pointless and would only serve to lengthen this little show-and-tell of powers.

It quickly avoided that fast blast of raw damage and added electrical damage, then charged up all eight of its eyes and let loose a powerful, concentrated beam of energy towards the boy. This beam was strong enough to melt through the strongest of metals with ease and to add that, the tail-cannon began to charge for a volley of projectiles to be fired at Meara.

All the while, Morgan watched and did so closely. She wondered if the young man always took things with such stride. Trying to befriend something that was your enemy? He had to have been several layers of naive and stupid, to attempt such a thing. Nonetheless, it made for an interesting show and the queen made sure to carefully gauge his behavior further.

"Listen I'm sorry but I'm going to have to calm you down your going to end up destroying this place if you keep it up." The young blonde spoke quickly while he took off running to the left as he felt the blast impact behind him knowing the ground he once stood on was destroyed and if he didn't continue moving he'd be hurt big time too. Jumping onto the arena wall he quickly took off on it towards the creature while it began too charge up something Mara not quite sure what it was possibly getting ready to fire. Realizing he had to close the distance between him and his new found angry man he acted on instinct. The boy pressed down on the wall putting his power into his legs and sent him flying towards the mecha. Already running at his max speed he simply added to that now catapulting himself at double the speed he could run. The boy quickly cocked his fist back and was ready to unleash a wicked uppercut towards the center of the mecha's body. His mindset being with hopefully enough speed and power with a punch to the gut will get the guy to calm down enough for them to at least chat.

The mecha's laser eyes continued to follow Mara, trying to zap, harm, and kill. While he ran at a quick speed, it seemed as though the scorpion-tank could keep up essentially, firing its munitions at him and bringing precise destruction with its aim. It's tracking systems had failed it completely, though, when Meara had used the wall as a form of platform, to double his speed and increase his overall force and momentum. This caused the uppercut that it launched towards the mech, to cave in its metallic carapace and from the center up, it exploded into hundreds of pieces.

The lower half would have been sent flying and scratching against the ground, loud banging noises occurred, as oil and other fluids had splattered about. The limbs twitched but eventually stopped, before it blew up yet again. Every single piece was incinerated and thus, nothing left to salvage.

Morgan raised an eyebrow at the events that transpired and had some more theories to come up with. He was naive, stupid and worked purely on instinct. He had a natural tact for fighting, understanding how basic physics worked but likely couldn't explain them, if asked. Thus, he was a walking powerhouse similar to his father. Which concluded with the reasoning that he too, could have eventually forged a keyblade later on in his life.

"Excellent job, Meara, though, try not to make friends with everything that's out to kill you, hm?" A laugh was tacked onto the end, one that showed she found amusement in watching these one sided battles. "Two more fights and we'll be done." She'd state and fumbled with some more keys. The queen wanted to test how he'd react psychologically to twists presented by future foes.

So when the elevator opened once more in the center of the stage, it brought out Meara's mother, Schwartz. It wasn't really her, but this was one of the woman's latest experiments. A creature that could directly take on the appearance, down to the very physiology of the being it copied. This creature had to possess a very special bit of nanomachines within it, that allowed Morgan to have total control over, due to its nature.

The Schwartz copy had its crossed over her chest and wore her old clothing, from when she still fought alongside Morgan's mother, however, her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Those all-black eyes showed themselves as the family trait, which was apparent in the twins who worked with the queen. "You kids remember how you tore my poncho, when you three were younger? Well, besides being here to see if you're really ready to fly the nest, I'm going to also kick your ass for that!" And with that, the Schwartz copy had pulled her daggers out and took up her stance.

Meara stared when his fist collided and suddenly rather then simply holding its gut the poor giant creature went flying backwards. Mara's eyes widened as he touched the ground and quickly looked up to see the poor guy bottom half go completely flying away from his top half. Mara held out his arm with his palm opening trying to stop its momentum, however as he did he watched the top half of the creature explode and completely incinerate. Mara sat there with eyes open and jaw dropped. Quickly he rustled his hair and simply stated forward closing his eyes. "That was only suppose to calm him down not do that I'm way too powerful for my own good!" The boy spoke out loud while his friends in the booth simply stared down each having a different expression on their face right now. They didn't expect that to be over so....quick and even Mara's reaction was unexpected at least to Aldrey it was...his dad said he was powerful but something that was around two stories tall just got incinerated by....one punch. Though as the elevator came and revealed his next opponent all three of them in the booth simply grimaced at his next opponent. "His mom is his next opponent." Aldrey quickly stated. "Fake. His mom hung up those clothes long ago." Xaq replied though he still had a grimace on his face not liking this. "The only problem is....we're not down there to remind him of that." Xaq and Aldrey simply nodded to her statement while they continued to stare down at what was happening. Meanwhile Mara after immediately sniffing the air upon sight of his mom moved backwards. Bowing his head a little. It looked as though all the fight had left his body. "Beta I don't wanna....I'm sorry for what we did to your poncho." The boy spoke timidly as slowly he started the scent of the one before him began to register in his head and he was about to compare it too the one he knew as his beta. Though at the same time Mara was scared his beta taught him a lot of what he knew and it was never fun to fight her simply because I he couldn't hurt. Even during their training sessions the one time he got a shot in even if it was her purposely allowing him to hit her he couldn't do it.

Oh yes, it was a very underhanded and distasteful thing Morgan whipped up, but anything and everything needed to be applied to potential enemies. Meara was the perfect test subject because of his innate abilities, plus the way how he fought, made his deductions and carried out a battle was something of a rarity. Granted, she concluded that he and Deji fought the same way, on pure instinct.

"I don't wanna hear it! Pick your head up and get ready!" And with that, the "mother" charged off towards her son. It was a frontal assault, basic as ever, but it had the physical attributes of the former, Black Plague. Thus, she was able to close the distance as fast as almost any person alive. This prototype, hadn't been outfitted with the necessary augments to utilize magic, thus it would only stick to physical attacks. When it came in close, it'd deliver a swift kick to Mara's stomach, hard at that and aim to send him flying.

Mara simply stated forward at his beta though after a moment he simply tilted his head and stared at her as she came forward. Something was wrong the scent that was coming from her, didn't match up to the one in his memory bank. The boy was puzzled by this for a moment or two and he couldn't simply know what to make of this. How could beta not smell like beta....unless...

Before that thought could finish the kick connected right at his abdomen and the boy went skyrocketing backwards hitting the floor and skidding across it until he collided with the side wall. Unable to stop himself while moving simply because he was thinking of this so hard. Starting to stand up slowly he shook his head and wiped his lip spitting on the ground as he looked up. Pointing an accusatory finger at the one that was there. "You smell weird! An MY beta doesn't smell weird, faker!" He shouted confident in his own words though his face still grimaced this smell didn't match his memories and neither did her clothes. Though the face and everything else was still his mom. Regardless everything else so far here was made of metal...maybe she was as well. Regardless he had to fight this faker. Quickly he took off bursting once again at full speed aiming to come at her head on and simply if he could tackle her down and knock the wind out of her. Hitting her hard enough in her solar plex....smokey plex....her middle should make it so she can't go on and she'd stop. At least he hoped that would be the case.

The fake Schwartz showed her disappointed expression at his simple minded approach. "Meara, you idiot!" She shouted when he came in close and attempted to tackle her, such an easy to read move had her side-step out the way and she quickly delivered a kick down the center of his back. "Take this seriously before you really get hurt!" The clone exclaimed before she closed the distance between him and went in with a volley of slashes towards the blonde.

Morgan observed and understood how his sense of smell worked, but decided that if the falsified woman hadn't acknowledged it, or just played on the boy's ignorance, then it'd be more or less a successful test. One thing was for certain, however, Meara didn't let the images of family deter him from fighting... At least to a certain degree. Had this been someone out to kill him, they'd have easily done more than just kick him across the room. He still had room to improve.

Bait. The faker may have taken on his beta's appearance, his beta's voice and even her stance and her public memories. Though there were two things it didn't have, her scent and their private memories. An by private memories of course he meant, when his Beta took him to a secluded place to train. They trained a lot there during his younger days and there was one thing she taught him to ensure he could stand up to those clearly better then him.

Baiting.

An that's what Mara just did.

When the boy was side stepped and kicked in the back he quickly nulled his own momentum using his prowess with the space element. Stopping completely and feeling no inertia that would mess up his strike. Quickly turning to face his opponent the boy breathed in deeply and opened his mouth. Quickly firing from his mouth was a basketball sized electricity orb that went skyrocketing forward right at the faker. The orb should it connect would hit straight in the center of the torso and send her flying back with it a ten or feet so before exploding in a large fashion sending spacial electricity shocks every which way. Aiming to incredibly hurt the body and put this faker out of commission!