((Collab between Vault and Letter Bee))

V2 would find himself in the central square of a French - Swiss village, where two groups, one led by an sadistic-looking woman with a Keyblade, the other presumably led by an 18-year old with black eyes and messy black hair, were facing each other, with the sadistic-looking woman, whose short-cropped, but neat, black hair and fierce blue eyes shouted:

"Damn you, Apokaukos and Shahrukh! You think to swarm me with numbers? Fine, then, I'll bring in some minions of my own!" Opening a Corridor of Darkness, she shouted:

"Baron Carlstein, I need you!" And with that, a fat man clad in a silk tuxedo, with brown hair and bushy eyebrows, carring a golden Keyblade shaped like an aristocrat's cane but with biteings, walked through, his beardless face in a frown.

"Should have known you cannot do it alone, Philippa." He would then turn towards v2:

"My name is Baron Engelhart von Carlstein, one of the Thirteen Seekers of Darkness. I have power over Munny just as Philippa has powers over Borders. And so," he would continue, as a shining ring made up of a mass of gold coins appeared around him, "I have to ask, is there some way I can buy you off?"

"Understood. You are my enemies." v2 said, robotic and emotionless as he snapped into a fighting stance so quickly you'd think he was a statue. This was somewhat exiting. Normally he would not be able to move nearly that fast. Moving that quickly, that precisely, was far too robotic to do in from of the adoring public. He did not have the opportunity to make full use of his body very often. "Thank you for the clarification. Identifying friend from foe in this situation would have proven otherwise problematic."

In particular, across the battlefield, he was registering the signature of something like a heartless. In the absence of clarification he would have gone right for that. That was not taking into account the not-quite-human signatures he was getting from here. This was going to prove difficult even with two apparent enemies right in front of him.

The antennea on his shoulders popped out, channeling into the finger he pointed at the fat man. "LIGHTHEART JAB!" He screamed, the electricity flying off in an arc toward him. Inwardly, he frowned. He disliked the Attack Name Protocol when it wasn't necessary.

"Reflaza!" shouted Baron Carlstein at the same time v2 cried out his attack. A green triangular barrier would surround the Seeker of Darkness, and cause the lightning to bounce off it and back to the robot!

"Ha!" spoke the baron, "you forget, my elemental concept might be relatively weak, but I am still a Keyblade Wielder!"

The lightning struck the robot, but didn't seem to cause him any distrss. The lighning split and was absorbed back into the antennea, which retracted back into his body. "I did not comment." He said, steaking forward under rocket power. He held out his hand, his blade snapping into pace in the strange way it always did, and bringing it down onto the fat man.

Only for Baron Carlstein to block the blow with his Keyblade-cane, before summoning a sheet of dollar bills to envelop v2!

While v2 was fighting, the Baron would then take out a Summon Charm and shout out:

"Summon, Owl of Athens!"

An ordinary-looking owl would then appear beside Baron Carlstein, then say, with the voice of an old man:

"What do you wish?"

"Tell me what this robot boy wants, and I'll give you enough money for 1000 burnt offerings!" the Baron replied as he conjured up clones of himself made up of Munny to further bother v2, buying time for himself.

The owl began whispering into Baron Carlstein's ears...