Dylan and everyone else rode through China on horseback.
It felt almost weird still, riding on a horse.
But as they ran through the city, people cheered them on.
Dylan only cared about getting the artifact before any of the villains could and before Mr. Dark could capture any of the other Kingdom Keepers.
Soon enough, everyone finally made it to the entrance of Hong Kong Disneyland.
"Lose the horses here," said Mulan. "We travel on foot."
"Obviously," said Dylan.
Everyone got off horses, and some of the soldiers stayed behind to guard the entrance to the park.
The rest of the soldiers followed Mulan, Dylan, Francesca, and Logan into the park.
People saluted them along the way, mostly speaking Chinese.
"So where's the damn artifact?" asked Logan. "What big trial are we facing this time?"
"No trial actually," said Mulan. "This may be the easiest artifact recovery you will encounter."
"What?" asked Francesca. "That's like saying Walt Disney hid the artifact out in the open!"
"He did," said Mulan. "But the villains were too dumb to notice it."
"Well show us it!" said Dylan.
"Follow me and I will," said Mulan.
She led the gang straight up to a gift shop called Merlin's Treasures.
"Here?" asked Francesca. "It's right freakin' here!?"
"Yes," said Mulan. "The villains would never think to look here. And if they did, they would never figure out where the artifact is."
"Because as you said, its right in front of our noses?" asked Logan.
"Correct," said Mulan. "Follow me."
She led them inside while the rest of the soldiers stayed outside on lookout.
The shop had been cleared especially for them.
The gang stared at all the merchandise around the store.
"So which of these Merlin's Treasures is the artifact?" asked Dylan.
"Like I keep saying," said Mulan. "Right under our noses."
She walked up to the mass of hanging objects from the ceiling, which mimicked the scene from The Sword of the Stone when Merlin makes all his belongings fly into a sack.
She then reached out and grabbed a broomstick hanging from the ceiling.
It was small and fake.
"That's the artifact?" asked Dylan.
"No," said Mulan.
She then whispered something, and the broomstick became much bigger and into a fully formed and almost cartoony broomstick.
It looked exactly like the one from The Sorcerer's Apprentice from Fantasia.
"This is the artifact," said Mulan. "The broomstick of Yen Sid."
"There's power in that?" asked Logan.
"Ultimate Power," said Mulan. "All in this broomstick."
"Can it come to life?" asked Francesca.
Mulan laughed.
"Not like that," she said. "But all we know is that it must be brought to Mickey Mouse."
"I know," said Dylan. "Now lets…"
Before he could finish, the sounds of screams outside was heard.
The gang looked at the entrance and heard roars and more screaming.
It came from the soldiers, whom they found slaughtered outside.
"Dear god," said Dylan staring at the carnage.
"This is what happens when people fail to do what I ask," growled a familiar voice.
Everyone looked up and saw Scar standing in the middle of the park.
"You did all this?" asked Logan. "YOU MONSTER!"
"Oh believe me," said Scar. "You don't want to see what truly did this. So unless you want to end up like all this fools, hand over the broomstick."
Dylan drew his sword out and pointed it at the lion.
"Fuck you fuzzball!" he yelled. "We beat you once! We'll do it again!"
"You had a genie back then," said Scar. "Now I am the one with backup."
Scar then roared loudly, which practically echoed.
At first nothing happened, but then the gang found themselves surrounded by four ferocious monsters.
They looked like dogs with black skin, no fur, and were on fire.
"Holy shit," gasped Logan. "Hellhounds!"
"Hellhounds you say?" asked Dylan.
He stared at Scar.
"Mr. Dark provided you?" he asked.
"Nope," said Scar. "Dr. Facilier. With the help of his friends on the Other Side."
Dylan growled.
"I'll send you to the other side!" he yelled.
Mulan drew a sword and Francesca and Logan drew their weapons.
"Here's the plan guys," said Dylan. "We'll play a little game of hot potato, throwing the broomstick to one another."
"That way they can't focus on both retrieving it and getting us," said Francesca.
"Right," said Dylan. "Mulan you ready?"
"As always," said Mulan.
"Then let's play!" yelled Dylan.
They all charged at Scar and the hellhounds.
"Tear them to shreds!" yelled Scar.
The monsters roared and charged at everyone.
The gang managed to dodge the hellhounds' first attacks.
The one aiming for Mulan charged.
"Over here!" yelled Dylan.
Mulan took the broomstick and tossed it like a javelin at Dylan.
Immediately, just as Dylan predicted, the hellhound turned it's attention to the flying broomstick, allowing Mulan to stab it in the stomach,
The hellhound roared but didn't die or bleed.
Dylan caught the broomstick just as one hellhound came at him.
"Honey here!" yelled Francesca.
"Heads up!" yelled Dylan.
He threw the broomstick, and once again the hellhound focused only on it, and Dylan stabbed it.
The gang constantly did this, throwing it to one another and confusing and hurting the hellhounds.
Scar could barely keep up, for the hellhounds were now frantically running in circles.
"Come on," he growled. "I just need that broomstick! But who's going to have it next!?"
His mind was scrambled, until he had an idea.
"That's it!" he said. "I need leverage, and then a trick!"
He immediately tackled Francesca and held her down on the ground.
She screamed loudly, alerting everyone.
"Looks like the tables have turned," said Scar.
"Let her go!" yelled Dylan.
"Give me the broomstick!" yelled Scar. "Then I will let her go."
"Give me her first!" yelled Dylan. "Or I'll break the broomstick in two and you'll never have the magic!"
Scar burst out laughing.
"You fool!" he said. "Magic cannot die or be destroyed! I'll simply collect the pieces bit by bit and hand them to Mr. Dark!"
He then stared down at Francesca, poking her with on of his claws.
"However it would be a shame to have to collect your girlfriend bit by bit so you could bury her," he said.
"Let her go or I swear to god I'll…I'll…" stammered Dylan.
"You'll do what?" asked Scar. "Whack me with the broomstick?"
Dylan stared at the broomstick, and then smiled.
"No," he said.
He then pointed the broomstick at Scar.
"I'll use the Ultimate Power on you!" he yelled.
Scar saw his opportunity and took it.
He roared loudly, and then suddenly one of the hellhounds came dashing at Dylan and snatched the broomstick right out of his hands.
"NO!" yelled Dylan.
But before he could attack, the other hellhounds tackled him, Mulan, and Logan.
"You fooled me once," said Scar. "But now I've fooled you!"
Dylan angrily looked up at Scar.
"You bastard…" he growled. "I'll kill you and every villain!"
"Good luck with that," said Scar as the hellhound with the broomstick came up to him. "Now if you'll excuse me, I must be going."
He used his hand that was free and used his claws to form some sort of symbol on the ground.
When he was finished, a portal appeared on the ground.
"Come along boys!" said Scar. "Off to Disneyland and Mr. Dark!"
He quickly pounced off of Francesca and dove into the portal.
Next went the hellhound with the broomstick, which Dylan screamed "No!" to.
After him it was the rest of the hellhounds.
Dylan tried to get up fast and jump into the portal as well, but it was too late.
He jumped but the portal immediately disappeared.
The villains were gone. They had escaped, with the Ultimate Power.
Dylan stared down at the ground where the portal was.
Tears began to form in his eyes.
"We…failed," he stammered. "We had it in our hands. We already had two artifacts. We were doing so good!"
He then burst into tears and began to cry.
"We failed!" he cried.
He buried his face in his hands and sobbed.
"Hey! Hey bud!" said Francesca suddenly. "What are you crying about?"
Dylan stared up at his girlfriend who then hugged him.
"We still have two more artifacts to collect," she said. "It's not the end of the world."
"It's not that," sobbed Dylan. "I hate failing."
"We haven't failed yet," said Logan. "We fail when the world ends. Not if Mr. Dark gets all the power. Only if the world fails!"
Dylan stared up at Logan, and then Francesca who kissed his lips.
Dylan smiled and stood up proudly.
"Let's just hope the others don't fail," he said.
"Yes," said Mulan. "Let us hope."
"So what do we do now?" asked Logan.
Everyone just looked around.
The massacre of soldiers littered the ground.
"I say we get out of here and explore China," said Dylan. "But can we walk please? I'm not in the mood for horses."
Mulan nodded and bowed.
"As you wish," she said.
She escorted everyone out of the massacre and headed towards the city.
The Young Keepers were not only filled with some sorrow, but hope.
Hope that the others would not fail.
Oh dear. They failed this one! Will the others fail too? Stay tuned to find out!
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