A/N-Sorry for the short delay. Work wore me out and I kept zoning out to Project Runway. (Get it together man!) Anyway, it's a bit shorter but that's mostly because I'm still tired and I wanted to give you guys SOMETHING to chew on. You keep asking for rapid uploads so I will try to appease you (to the best of my abilities of course). And yes the title is a pun on Yu-Gi-Oh. Ho-boy! Don't know when I'll get to post again but I would think I should get something up by Friday sometime. Hopefully... Read and enjoy!

News traveled quickly to the breakfast group of Demyx regaining consciousness. Axel, Roxas, and Ienzo excused themselves to go see the Atlantian while Sora and Riku stayed with the King's party to talk strategy. Ienzo was practically skipping down to the medical area he was so excited. Upon arrival, they found Demyx propped up with a lot of pillows staring at the ceiling. Ienzo jumped up onto the bed next to him and Demyx smiled at him.

"Hey guys," he greeted hoarsely. Roxas and Axel pulled up chairs beside his bed.

"Morning sunshine," Axel greeted. Demyx chuckled lightly, flinching when he did.

"You're awake. Glad to see awake for once."

"Glad to see you're awake. How are you feeling?" Demyx roughly shrugged.

"Sore. Hey Roxas. Feeling better?"

"Yeah, Axel managed to snap me out of the darkness," Roxas replied. "Although, to be honest, I'm far more worried about you. I beat the shit out of you. I'm surprised you're still breathing."

"Same here. I honestly didn't think I would survive either, but even though I was unconscious, I could still hear bits and pieces. You guys were there for me the whole time. Thanks guys. I owe you so much."

"Dem, you don't owe me anything. You sat by my side when I was grasping deaths doors so why shouldn't I be here for you?" Demyx smirked.

"We need to stop keeping track of who owes who or we're going to need to start writing it down," Demyx joked. Roxas chuckled.

"Alright, we'll call the slate clean. Maybe we need to start owing drinks in exchange of favors."

"Now you're talking!" Axel snorted.

"When did you two become such close friends?" he asked.

"Ever since you practically begged me to help him on his rescue mission," Roxas brought up.

"Well then, I'll have to get in on this drink-favor deal. It's been ages since I've had a good drink."

"Can I get in on this deal?" Ienzo spoke up.

"Hell no! You're way too young to be drinking," Roxas rebutted. "And you." Roxas pointed at Demyx. "You need to stop swearing around Ienzo. You're wrecking his language."

"Oh real-ly?" Axel pressed. "As I recall, we had a fuck fight a few years back." Roxas shot his middle finger at the red head and the Knight stuck out his tongue.

"Fuck fight? You seriously don't mean…" Ienzo trailed off. He shuddered. Axel and Roxas exchanged looks and blinked. Then they recoiled.

"OH HELL NO!" Axel shouted. Roxas's face flushed violently. He lowered his head to hide the redness. "We're just friends!" Demyx burst into a fit of giggles while Ienzo was left confused.

"Did I miss something?" the boy asked.

"Oh, just a battle of the tongues," Demyx explained. "Or the lack thereof. Thinking back, they acted like they were friends before they were even friends."

"Well if you're not letting me in on your drinking game, then can I at least be in your little group? I never had friends growing up." Axel grabbed Ienzo from and bed and smothered him in a hug.

"Of course you can! You just have to put up with our shit!" he exclaimed.

"Language," Roxas warned.

"I can say whatever the fuck I want," Ienzo rebelled. Axel set Ienzo down and burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. Demyx even had a hard time holding back his snickers. Roxas tried to hold back but he to succumbed to the laughter plague. Ienzo giggled and gave Axel a shove.

"This kid!" Axel shouted, pointing at Ienzo. "We have to let him hang with us. He is so badass its killing me!"

"Welcome to the dysfunctional circle that is our friendship," Roxas stated flatly. Ienzo smirked.

"Thanks guys. It means a lot to me," Ienzo muttered. Roxas pulled the kid into his lap and rubbed his knuckles into his skull.

"Don't mention it," he replied.

"Won't people start to wonder why a twenty five, twenty two, and a twenty year old are doing hanging out with a ten year old?" Demyx pondered.

"We'll just say he's our stunted mob boss," Axel replied, finally suppressing his laughter and sitting back down. "That'll send people running."

"So we're gangsters now?" Roxas questioned.

"I wouldn't mind getting some ink. You and Dem are already rocking the jewelry," the red head pointed out. Demyx snorted. "What?"

"You can have some of mine," the blonde Knight replied.

"You have tats?" Axel truly seemed shocked. Demyx wasn't wearing a shirt but his chest and torso were covered in bandages.

"He's from Atlantis, of course he has tattoos," Ienzo reminded.

"O-h, right. Say home come you never told me you were a summoner?"

"How come you never told me you were a Shard?" Demyx shot back.

"Touché." They were interrupted by Sora running down the path from town. Worry was stricken all over his face.

"Ienzo, stay with Dem," Roxas requested. "Axel and I will take care of this."

"Don't die," Ienzo stated flatly. Axel smirked with a wink before standing and following Roxas towards Sora. The brunette slowed to a halt and panted, hands on his knees.

"Guys, we have a problem," Sora gasped.

"Couldn't tell," Axel commented. Roxas elbowed him roughly.

"Hollow Bastion caught wind King Mickey left his home world. They're laying siege to Disney Town right now!"

"We'll meet you back at your place in ten minutes," Roxas said with a nod. Sora nodded and headed back to his place at a sprint. Axel and Roxas went to the medical area and picked up their weapons. They waved to Ienzo and Demyx as they raced down the path back to Sora's apartment.

"Well this sucks," Axel muttered.

"Suck it up. We'll manage," Roxas replied snippily.

"Easy for you to say! I don't have any armor anymore thanks to a certain psychotic blonde."

"We'll figure something out." They made it back to Sora's apartment ahead of time to find the Disney group already suited up in their armor, or in Minnie's case her gown. Roxas pounded his shoulder and his armor materialized. Axel frowned.

"Damn that's still cool," he murmured.

"Sora said you're coming to help?" Mickey asked, very tense.

"Just point us where to attack," Roxas agreed. Mickey smiled thankfully.

"We'll take my G. Ship. Let's get moving."

"I don't think Axel should be fighting in his pajamas," Goofy commented. Donald shot his friend a scowl.

"Don't sweat it," Dale reassured them.

"We've got everything covered," Chip added.

"I sure hope so," Axel muttered. The party headed for the G. Ship hangers and quickly slipped aboard. Sora and Riku remained on the tarmac. They wanted to stay behind in case something were to happen to Destiny Islands while they were gone. Dale jumped into the pilot's seat and jump started the ship. Chip started rummaging through bins as everyone else took their seats. Pluto stole Dale's seat in the front, his face a near perfect victory grin.

The G. Ship took off and blasted full speed towards Disney Town. King Mickey could hardly sit still and Minnie had to keep reassuring him their world would be alright. Chip finally found what he was looking for and shooed Pluto out of his seat. Pluto whined and obediently hopped off. Chip sat and plugged something into the dash. A screen popped up and numbers flew by at a rapid rate. Then the screen turned white and a face appeared.

"Horace!" Chip called. "How are things over there?"

"Holding," the older man replied with a thick accent. "Clarabelle has her hands full down at the med bay but she's managing. How are things on your end?"

"We're en route. ETA twenty minutes."

"Well, I don't suppose I have to tell you to hurry." Mickey stood and made his way to the front. He pressed his face next to Chip's.

"Horace, we have a couple of people coming to help. You remember Roxas, yes?"

"Of course! How's that armor treating him?"

"Fantastic!" Roxas called from the back of the ship. Horace chuckled.

"Glad to hear."

"We need to do a fitting for someone else. His armor was recently destroyed," Mickey stated.

"Um, sure. I guess I can work on that, although it's a bit short notice. Can I get some dimensions?"

"We'll ping them your way in a sec," Chip responded. He slipped past Mickey and pulled out a tape measure. He motioned for Axel to stand. The Knight stood and Chip quickly started to take measurements. Chip shouted them out and Mickey confirmed them. Roxas could hear Horace starting to work on the other side. The man was one of the Disney tech specialists. Roxas had gotten his armor from him over a year ago and he had no regrets.

It took ten minutes before Horace had all the information he needed. He told Mickey he would be at the hanger when they arrived and signed off. Axel was slightly confused as he sat back down but he knew in the back of his mind he was giddy to get his hands on Disney tech armor. The stuff was legendary!

As they reached Disney Town, they could see the citizens had fled their homes and were hiding up in Disney Castle. Roxas didn't blame them. The streets were crawling with Hollow Bastion soldiers. They flew past the Town and lowered into the G. Ship hanger. Once the ship set down, everyone was jumping from their seats. Then everyone went their separate ways. Chip and Dale changed G. Ships into fighters to hold back the air assaults. Donald and Goofy headed for the front lines. Minnie and Pluto took off towards the med bay. Mickey stayed behind with Axel and Roxas while they waited for Horace.

The man arrived a few minutes later out of breath and shaking. He smiled at the sight of Roxas. "Hello there! You're still looking sharp there, Roxas," he noticed. Roxas smirked. Horace noticed Axel, the only one not wearing armor of the trio. "You must be the special order. Nice to see you again, Lea." Axel flinched at the mention of his old name.

"It's Axel now," the red head muttered. Horace smiled and clasped the Knights shoulder.

"Doesn't really matter. Glad to see you're doing okay."

"I'm surprised you remember me," Axel admitted.

"I can't forget that hair of yours, although the tattoos are a new addition." Axel wondered what he was talking about until Roxas pointed to his cheek. The diamonds.

"Oh, right."

"This was a bit of a rush job but I think it will hold up for now. I'll have to tweak it later." Horace pulled out a round pauldron from his pocket and secured it on Axel's shoulder. "Now this will just pinch a bit." The pauldron literally latched onto the man's flesh. Axel grunted and shivered as he felt something crawl under his skin. When it stopped, he closed his eyes and rolled his shoulder experimentally. Horace removed the pauldron and Axel was left with a clean shoulder.

"Give it a go," Mickey urged.

"What do I do exactly?" Axel asked.

"Just do what I did," Roxas explained, motioning for Axel to pound his fist against his shoulder. Axel frowned but tried it anyway. He was suddenly blinded as light surrounded him. Axel felt squeamish as he felt cold metal appeared around his flesh. His shoulder twitched uncontrollably while the transformation took place. When the light died, Axel took a moment to breath. He looked down at his hands and was shocked to find them covered in plating. Axel hurried over to a window and stared at his reflection.

His armor was half deep scarlet, half black with accents of gold and orange. His chakrams appeared polished by his sides. Axel's hair was tied back and a metal circlet encompassed his forehead. The circlet had a flame embossed in the center and wings that hung off the sides to help protect the sides of his head. Axel blinked and simply stared. Roxas walked over to him and shoved him lightly.

"You're welcome," he stated. Axel turned to the King and Horace. Then he bowed deeply.

"Thank you. It is an honor," he said humbly.

"Not bad, Horace," Mickey commented, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "The middle's a little loose but that will have to wait." Axel stood up straight and turned to Roxas.

"Right, we'll have a full adjustment once you're done. Now go get those bastards!" Horace cheered. Axel grinned. He and Roxas followed the King into the castle and down to the front lines.

The front of the castle was being bombarded with heartless. Goofy and Donald had a good handle on keeping them at bay along with a handful of other Disney soldiers. Roxas could see the battle damage in the front halls, meaning the Commanders had actually pushed the heartless back from the front halls. Mickey, Roxas, and Axel pushed past the heartless towards Disney Town to meet the front lines of the Hollow Bastion soldiers.

Axel unclipped his chakrams and Roxas readied his Keyblades. Much to his distaste, Roxas's swords never reverted back to their original states. He had never fought with Keyblades before yet it felt as if they were weighted about the same. The biggest difference was the teeth at the end of the Keyblades. They added a bit of weight to one side of the blade which threw Roxas off but he was going to have to make due.

Axel was loving his new armor. It was so much lighter than the armor he was given as a Knight in Hollow Bastion, but it was just as strong. He felt like he was flowing as he ran. "Damn I love this armor!" Axel shouted, grinning broadly. Mickey chuckled. "I can see why you guys have been keeping it a secret from the other worlds. It feels more like a sweatshirt than armor."

"Wait until you get it adjusted. It'll feel more like a second skin," Roxas shot towards the Knight.

"Yeah?" Axel's grin broadened. Mickey pulled an earpiece from his pocket and tucked it in his ear. He tapped it a couple of times to make sure it was working.

"Alright, I'm connected to intell. I need you two to stay close so we can apprehend Hollow Bastion's movements. When I say move, we move even if we're still fighting. Understand?" the King asked.

"Sir!" Roxas and Axel barked.

"Good! Bank left!" Mickey ordered. The group turned down a side street to the left. Mickey drew his sword, Star Seeker, and held it out to the side. Roxas was intrigued with the sword. The blade was lilac and tiny yellow stones were embedded into the steel. The pommel was a crescent moon that merged perfectly with the lavender hilt.

"I think someone's star struck," Axel joked. Roxas scowled, irritated he was caught gaping. Mickey led them into a larger street and they found their first wave of soldiers. Blades clashed as the trio cut down the invaders. Roxas kept wondering how the King managed to find so many men to fight for him. No matter how many Hollow Bastion soldiers they cut down there always seemed to be another to take his place in the next battle.

The first group only consisted of ten soldiers. Mickey slew four with one swipe of his long sword. Axel's chakrams landed in the throats of two more, spraying a fountain of blood all over the pavement. Roxas had channeled his light magic while he was running. He dashed forward as fast as a blink and drove his Keyblades into two soldiers' helmets. The fronts shattered and the men clutched their faces in pain. Roxas quickly brought his blades around and slit their throats with the teeth. His face was splashed with red shrapnel and Roxas spat onto the ground to get the foul iron taste from his mouth. Mickey slew the last two and they were off running again.

With each group they encountered, Roxas was growing more irritated at his Keyblades. They were blunt, save the teeth, which made slicing up soldiers much more difficult than before. He recalled Demyx telling him to channel his energy into his swords. Roxas gave it a try and the Keyblades started to glow, much like his body did when he utilized his light magic. Oathkeeper glowed bright celestial and Oblivion sheer abyssal. Both were surrounded in Roxas's light magic. Each blade utilized the vast opposites of Roxas's power.

Oathkeeper: fast and blinding. Oblivion: powerful and relentless.

Haloed in the light, the Keyblades were able to cut through anything. Oathkeeper tore through magic like it was paper, including protect spells. Oblivion sliced through armor and rained blood upon the streets. He hated to admit it, but Roxas was starting to like the Keyblades more and more with each swift death.

Axel was like a graceful dancer on the battlefield. Nothing could touch him. Roxas assumed it was due to he was used to fighting in such clunky armor his new lighter armor allowed him to move faster and more freely. Axel threw his chakrams left and right, tips burning intensely with fire. Roxas was grateful Axel had elemental fighting abilities. He had to focus all of his light magic onto his Keyblades so he could not use his usual techniques. Where he lacked, Axel picked up the slack.

Pillars of flame leapt up from the ground and torched soldiers until they were nothing more than ashen husks. By far the scariest technique the Knight knew was, what Roxas could tell, some sort of curse. Axel would utter under his breath and a small flame would appear in front of a soldier's chest. The Knight would then snap his fingers and the "cursed" victim would be enveloped in a pair of fire rings, one vertical one horizontal. Then the flame in front of their chest would combust and engulf the victim in fire. Their screams were relentless until the life faded from their charred flesh and they collapsed onto the ground.

Mickey was scary with his blade as well. He cut through hoards of soldiers as if they were warm butter. He was also a very proficient magic user. His cura spells helped them out on more than one occasion.

The group made it to a large courtyard with a ruined gazebo in the center. Shops had broken windows and smashed merchandise. Mickey ran straight through with Axel and Roxas trailing. Roxas stopped to slay a soldier following them. When he turned back to the courtyard, he found a wall sliding in front of him. Roxas pounded his fist against it.

"Axel!" he shouted. Mickey heard the shout and whirled around, finding the same wall around the outside of the courtyard. Mickey tried to slash it but the wall held firm.

"Axel! Roxas!" he yelled.

"I'm okay. I know who's doing this. Get going!" Axel shouted form the other side of the wall.

"Alright. Be careful," Mickey replied.

"I'll go around!" he heard Roxas call from the far side of the wall. Roxas turned about and headed down a side street so he could meet up with the King. Mickey left the wall and listened for intell on the whereabouts of more Hollow Bastion soldiers.

Axel faced the center of the courtyard and spun his chakrams in his hands. "I was wondering when you're weasel face would show up on the battlefield," he commented. He received a throaty chuckle.

"Too true." Axel glared at the man standing on top of the gazebo rubble. He had bright blonde hair and a trim beard. His ears were covered in piercings. The man's armor was that of a Knight.

"Luxord," Axel hissed.

"Tell me, Axel, are you feeling lucky?"

"Lucky enough to beat the shit out of you, you ungrateful bastard." Luxord let out a peal of laughter. He pulled out a deck of cards from a side pouch and shuffled it. Then he drew the top card.

"Hmm, seems like luck isn't on your side today." Luxord flipped the card around to reveal a picture of a decaying skull. Axel felt a bead of sweat run down his back. Luxord flicked the card and it soared into the air. Then a reaper burst forth from the card. Axel leapt out of the way as a scythe swept past where he stood second before. The pavement started to decay from the scythe's touch. Then the reaper vanished as well as the card.

'Shit, he still has death spells in his deck. If I don't pay attention, I'm REALLY going to wind up dead.' Axel thought frantically. Luxord rapidly drew five cards and flicked them into the air. They hovered in front of the Knight menacingly. Luxord swept his arm to the side and the cards turned, revealing what was beneath.

"Shit!" Axel snapped. He rolled out of the way as a sangria pool appeared on the ground. A column of fire rose from inside of it and spit lightning daggers in all directions. One struck Axel's arm and he jolted. Then his arm went numb. Axel started to feel drowsy but he shook the feeling off. He hissed as his arm hung uselessly at his side.

'Luxord can use any attack based on what's on the card. Even those of other people. Marluxia's pool that's like a vat of acid. My flame pillars. Larxene's electric daggers. Sleep and reflect. He can combo moves by stacking cards. It's supposed to be luck of the draw but I swear he always knows what card is coming up next.' Axel growled to himself. 'Lucky for me there's a picture of what's on the card to give me a fraction of a second to react to what's coming. If I see it that is.'

Luxord drew three cards at once and spread them out in front of him like he was playing poker. "So, Axel, having fun yet?"

"Oh, sure. I just love card games," Axel replied sarcastically. Luxord grinned.

"Your false enthusiasm is really quite amusing. How's living without a heart?"

"Just like every other day except now I won't feel guilty when I kill you."

"Let's see if the cards are on your side." Luxord tossed all three cards. Three water clones appeared with lances, their bodies rimmed in frost.

"Oh fuck," Axel murmured. He set his chakrams alight and threw them at the clones. One blocked the attack while another was too slow. It melted into a pool of ice of mist. The other two clones advanced. Axel blocked a lance with his chakram while the other stabbed the lance into his numb arm. The armor saved his flesh but it was coated in ice, further immobilizing Axel's left arm. He cursed heavily under his breath. Axel summoned a pillar of flames and fried the clones.

When the flames died, he was struck with a bold of thunder. Axel's body had a violent spasm before he was knocked off his feet by a copy of his own chakram. He landed on his back with a thud, the wind knocked from his chest. Axel shakily got to his feet and called back his second chakram. The spiked wheel burst into flames and appeared in Axel's right hand next to its partner.

'I can't throw like this. Luxord has the advantage at a distance, which means I'll need to move in closer. Well, here goes nothing.' Axel set the chakrams down and placed his hand over the space between them. The chakrams fused together and Axel picked up his Keyblade, Bond of Flame. He pointed it at Luxord.

"You wanted a fight? Well you asked for it!" Axel roared. He crouched low and charged. Luxord laughed and drew more cards, his eyes glimmering with malice.