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Memory's Skyscraper is a tall building in The CityThat Never Was. Located near the fallen castle, the building kept watch over the residents of the Dark. Roxas was battling a legion of neoshadows when Riku appeared at the top of the building, and when the two began their duel.

As the neon lights flickered on top of the skyscrapper stood a figure. The shadow of the figure was casted down onto the top of the skyscrapper as the figure looked over the city. As the wind blew so did the figure's hair along with her wings. Her eyes were covered by a piece of fabric that matched her necklace. Her light blue outfit covered only her arms, torso, and feet. Revealing a tattoo on her shoulder. She didn't mutter a word as she looked down at the ground and her wings tucked in.

The theatrics seemed to barely phase the Old man, as he continues his slow pace forward. "Yes, it seems that all must be set into motion. Once my business is concluded here, I intend t o make a small...recruiting trip to a new world. I see....potential there. Much like what I saw in my apprentice. But first..we have something unwanted here. If you excuse me I think I will take of it." And with a flicker of a neon light, the old man was gone, however the One who dared to walk the path of the light would feel a very dark presence closing in around her, almost as if it were suffocate the very life from her frail body. She would begin to here whispers of dark promises and power, whispers to have her turn her back on the light and embrace all that is in the dark. Then in a flash of lightning in the sky, there hovered the Old Sage. Flying no more then a mere stone throws away distance from her "You who walks the light, you have no place in this realm unless you choose to walk the path of the darkness with us. So I give you this one option. Join us by choice, or join us by none" With that, the Sages magical aura began to pulse, his cane slowly sliding up into one of his sleeves, disappearing as sparks of energy began to rotate around his body.

The old man chuckled lightly, if his face were visible might be able to see him smiling a small wry smile "Little girl, you are already over your head. I am very interested in how you got here and I assure you that there is no way out. You see, the train does not run here and I am sure you have no ship as well as no rescuer to come to the fair damsels distress." The With a clap of his hands, the sparks around his body joined together in a fury of thunder, forming a great spear of lightning "I am a fair man...well maybe once.. Your safest chance will be with me in my care. I assure you, I am the least of your worries." The spear slowly raised up above his head, it jagged point slowly arcing towards her small figure. "Let this be your only warning" With a motion of his hand, the spear of lightning struck forth with amazing speed and fury, striking at her wall with immense electrical power."Judgement Bolt!"

"You know...I think you're right. I will stop here." *with a mere snap of his fingers heartless of every sort and kind seeped up from the building itself. Rising up in masses, coming together, mixing with one another until finally, four Dark Sides come forth, standing high above her from all sides. "Though that does not mean you will be let off easy. For you see little girl. Let me let you in on a tid bit. I am one of the most powerful beings in this realm or any other for that fact. I am not one to gloat much, but you have given me such a wonderful opportunity, this old man just could not help himself. " With a sigh he just waved an arm "Now then. The time for warnings has ended, you will now perish, pity. You would of made a fine apprentice..with some work." With that, like a wall of never ending darkness, the four Dark Sides come cashing down around the young girl, the Old Man sparing nothing for her. "A Pity...Such a Pity."

The Old Man had nothing to say to the meager retort, he had no need. "Little girl, your in my realm, my home, the place where the power of the Darkness is at it's greatest. Did you believe you would come and go?" The Old Sage laughed a hard laugh before twirling his hands one another. As he did so, the masses of the of Dark Sides began to spin and spiral around the feather shield. Their speed increasing, moving faster and faster until it was as if the shield of feathers were caught up in a maelstrom of darkness. The Darkness towered up, higher and higher it went, blocking out everything on the building until it finally it all came crashing down around the feather shield, enveloping it and it's user in a wave of darkness. In that instant, The Dark sage snapped his fingers, the darkness all around the girl and her shield, locking firmly in place, becoming like a great black stone, entrapping her with in. The Old man then just sighed, turning his back and slowly starting to float his way back down.

"Silly girl. If it's magic. You will fail" With a mere wave of his arm a wall of heartless sprouted forth around him, shielding him from the onslaught of cold. Of course many of them fell, but it was not as if he cared to begin with "This is how you properly do a spell." As his feet touched the icy ground, a massive circular spell seal grew out. Along it's borers, mystic runs etched themselves in into the seal, making their way into the center "You see girl, a proper spell takes proper time. To simply cast it is like having the pie before it's finished." The dark seal at his feet began to rotate clock wise while a inner seal rotated counter. "You should of stayed in the rock and became a heartless peacefully. But then again, none of you light bearers do. " He then began chanting a lost tongue, the seals at his feet crackling with dark energies, bolts of mystic energies beginning build and strike out at random, scaring the buildings all around. All while he chants, the heartless around, continue to hold up their wall, keeping him safe from the amateur isk Blizzard. If one were smart, this would be the time to run. fast. GM hint.

The girl might have fallen, oh but the power the old man was putting out surely did not, but mid chant, his tongue change to something completely different. The power surges changed from bolts to more of a crashing pulse. With each pulse the rotation of the seals slowed. As the Old Man chanted faster, the seals pulsed again and again, becoming ever slower. Heartless all around began to rise up in response to the magical call, the call of the dark magic until finally, in one final chant the spell was finished. With a clap of his hands a streak of darkness shot across the ground, traveling at amazing speeds, flying straight for the girl until it finally came upon her. In one movement it rose up and crashed over her body and began a slow process of dragging her form down into the darkness. It could of gone faster, but there would of been no fun in that in case the light bearer happened to awaken.