It was a few world's travel away where a large force approached, it's footsteps making indents into the forest floor itself. This force was a massive, merciless creature; one that was without a mind of it's own but rather followed orders it had been created to accomplish. This creature carried with it the cargo it had been sent to capture, but with some fear in the fact that it really only had about a third of the cargo it was meant to have in it's grasp. The creature wondered, with any mind it possibly had, what would be it's fate in failing to complete the whole mission and how it's superior would react to it only having one of them. Regardless, it marched through the terain, which had now transformed into that of a city landscape, and seeked out the fort where it would discard this armsore.

The creature recalled the time that his forces had taken down this fort, the glorious day that they had accomplished in taking a base right out of the hands of a Brawler. It was now property of the Primids; no longer was it that hotel-like building that homed so many. Now, it was a prison for those very same people, along with some prizes they had gathered snooping around. Trying to take back the base in a foolish effort. Responding to a call for help by a little boy. Foolish, the Primid thought with a mechanical grunt.

The doors of Fort Primid now opened automatically to the Primid, a gloomy atmosphere that once held so much life welcomed it. Smaller Primids cowered in his presence, and pretended to go else where. The large Primid ignored them completly however, his goal still on his mind. He was to place this prize along with the others, and then report right back to his superior. He did exactly this, reaching a closed door of one of the rooms. Sensing what the large Primid was there to do, a smaller Primid had unlocked and opened the space without a word, rapidly moving out of the larger's way.

The boy inside the room glared at the action he had noticed at the door, yet hid all the same behind a modern-looking couch. He had heard earlier the talk of another capture not far from here, but he had to see it to believe it. With a loud screech the large Primid hurled the prize into the room, a loud thump sounding as it hit the floor. The boy watched as the pour soul laid on the carpet, not moving at all. The large primid stared with glowing red eyes at the boy for a while, before it had slammed the door alltogether. The boy listened for the rustling on the other side of locking the door before he actually left his spot.

How he hated those Primids. They had been the ones that had placed him in this room where he was kept for the past week. No...not room, he thought to himself. Where he found himself was much more like a prison than a base anymore. He walked over to what he assumed would be his new roomate in this place now. It was what appeared to be a girl, he concluded as he looked to the floor, but not like one he's ever seen. She had the long hair, the slight figure, but that was about all she had that was distinguishable to him. What she was wearing was something different alltogether to the boy; a large sleeved and bulky shirt, and what appeared to be some sort of strange hairpiece. She didn't seem dangerous though, he thinks, and the fact that she is even placed in this room by force was proof enough to him that she was an actual captured Brawler. Just like himself.

He goes to touch the base of the trophy, a bright light now flashing so intense that Toon Link actually yelps lightly and covers his eyes. He had not expected her clothing be so colorful, as when she was in a trophy state they had seemed dull and without feeling, and the appearance made his eyes widen slightly. She now focused on him with an expression of confusion and worry, and Link couldn't blame her. A sudden grin had sprung up onto her face though shortly after looking at him, and he noticed the metal on her teeth. Link suddenly was a bit confused. How could she suddenly be so happy? Didn't she know that being here meant she was captured? Link never saw a girl look at him quite the same way she did right then.

"Hello," She spoke with a high and kiddish voice, "My name is Mabel."