You awake in a small grey cell. You have no idea how you got here or why. You vaguely remember being attacked by powerful soldiers and being knocked unconscious. You look around and see other cells with other people in them who have arrived in the same way. The corridor filled with cells is empty, with no guards in sight.
Hmm... What the..? How'd I get here? Mokou thought to herself. She looked around, finding herself in some sort of cell. She then notices that there are no guards, but lots of others in cells. Strange place, huh. Now to bust out of here. She creates a flame within her hands and stretches her palms towards the cell bars. After a second of concentration, a burst of flame erupts from her palms and melts through the bars. Easy enough! Mokou thought to herself as she stepped through the hole melted into the bars and out into the hallway.
The Doom Slayer awoke in his cell, The last thing he remembers was...... HAYDEN, and those soldiers, No matter, Just rip and tear, until it is DONE, Luckily they don't know how to take the armour off. Doom Cracked his knuckles before punching the bars and bending them apart until it is big enough for him to pass through.
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Drake's Time Vault
The door to the hall opened, with a strange alien man and a dark swordsman. The swordsman looked at the people breaking out of their cells. He sighed a deep and mechanical sigh.
"This is why we do a 5-point check. Take their stuff off of them, take their armor, take their magic, seal them with magical handcuffs, and secure the cell. This is what happens when you rely on peons to lock people up."
The swordsman nodded to the alien. The alien held out his hand, creating magical bubbles around the escapees.
The Doom Slayer was about to punch the wall, when suddenly the bubble appeared around him. Looking around, The Doom slayer found the culprit responsible for the bubble and hammered at the bubble continually punching it and shooting it.
Lance wakes up in the cell. "Huh? That's new." He checks and realizes he still has literally every single one of his weapons "These people are idiots. If this was my army, each prisoner would have their entire inventory stripped of everything" He gets out Heavy Claw and fires a simple explosive shot at the cell opening, which... well... explodes it. He walks out "So this is the current overworld. Better graphics than I remember"
Abruptly awoken by the sound of crashing, clanking metal, did Tracer's senses fully comeback to her. She sat upright on the cold metal floor, observing her small surroundings. Without a thought of what happened or where she even was, she rushed toward the door and poked her head through the bars, watching a heavily armoured man step out of a busted cell door. On the other side, she witnessed a woman with long, silvery hair drift out of her confines as well, the door from which she appeared from had a large hole covered in hot, glowing, melted bars.
"Who are you people?!" she exclaimed, a few seconds later, two, darkly coloured figures appeared from an entrance down on one hallway. From how they looked and dressed, they didn't seem too friendly. Her impression was more backed when the humanoid alien held out a large claw drenched in light, and soon after, witnessed the large armoured man encased in a bubble. "Seriously now? What even are you?" Tracer exclaimed once again.