Disclaimer: I don't own The Little Mermaid, Atlantis, or Pirates of the Caribbean. They are the sole property of Walt Disney Pictures. Original Characters are of my own design. I haven't thought about doing a Disney story in a long time, until I played Kingdom Hearts and Kingdom Hearts 2. This is sort of a modern-day version of the Little Mermaid with the other titles mixed into it. Well, here goes nothing.

Aquatic-Kingdom Hearts

Six Years Ago

Atlantic Ocean

In the sea that bordered the West and East from each other, a terrible storm brewed in the center of it. A hurricane of such destructive power, nearly tearing the very ocean it was centered in completely. The waves were crashing, the winds were battering the waters, and the skies were an unfriendly darkness around it. In truth, it happened when two separate storms somehow combined unexplainably…and had created what some had called…the Perfect Storm.

But even though this storm was of perfect design and in the middle of nowhere, there were some who were suffering it. In the epicenter of the storm, a large cruise ship was halfway damaged and on fire. Somehow, the ship had been caught in the storm's violent and destructive fury; the damage taken upon it was too gruesome to even describe. The ship had holes and craters in the side and back of it, looking as if it was almost possible that cannons had done the damage. The fires were the result of whatever had hit the fireworks; before long the ship was celebrating a party of sorts, but the fireworks had also made a huge powder keg of explosives for the storm to set off.

Most of the passengers didn't get off when the ship was violently destroyed as it was halfway sinking. Some drowned, got caught in the still-going on explosions, or jumped ship beforehand taking their chances in the sea. A few were still boarding the lifeboats that still hadn't left the ship. One fellow in particular was helping a young boy get to them; the man was a skinny yet handsome fellow, with reddish orange hair split in the front, nicely cut, dressed in a white button-up shirt, a brown vest, brown jeans and black dress shoes, and bottle glasses covering his brown eyes. His name was Milo James Thatch, one of the passengers and uncle to the boy he was helping onto the lifeboat.

The boy was only ten years old, physically fit, with messy black hair and brown eyes. He was dressed in blue jeans, a white and red-trimmed T-shirt, and black and white sneakers. He was frantically looking around for something as Milo helped him get on to the lifeboat, "Come on, Eric. We've gotta get out of here."

The boy named Eric, looked concerned as he got on to the lifeboat, "But what about Max, Uncle Milo?"

Milo reassured his nephew as he patted him on the head, "Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find him before…", but then suddenly, a huge explosion shook the ship. It almost felt like something was shot at the hull of the ship, causing it to tip violently. The sudden shockwave of the explosion caused Milo to fall flat on his butt, while he watched in horror at what happened next. The lifeboat that he had put Eric into, broke from the support ropes, and fell to the changing and harsh sea floor, sweeping Eric into its murky waters.

Milo clung to the side of the boat as he shouted, "ERIIIIC!" He looked all over to see if he saw anyone of assistance to help him. However, something out in the ocean caught his attention; it was only a shadow in the water far away, but it was something he would never forget. A giant, dark, and menacing sea ship that looked like it had a mouth at its front, and a black flat with a Jolly Rodger; a demonic skull with tentacles on the sides, encircling the skull.

In the Sea

In the blackest abyss, Eric tried frantically to reach the surface of the water. Its massive waves and currents were swirling and pulling him in deeper, preventing him from reaching the surface. Even though at his school he was a pretty good swimmer at his age, he had never tried to swim in a storm like this before. Instead of going upward, where he was trying to swim to, he was being pulled down without even having a fighting chance. Finally, without anymore strength, and the feeling of his lungs figuratively on fire, he let all the air out of his lungs. The lack of air and the aching of his muscles had caused him to pass out, and sink towards the black abyss that was the bottom of the sea. It seemed hopeless for the boy as he was claimed by the sea.

Fortunately, a strange human-sized creature had swum in and noticed the boy. In a small linger of choice was made, until it swam straight at him in inhuman speed. As it got closer to the boy, it reached out to him with slender arms and hands, and grabbed on to him. And with all its might, it swam up to the surface to help the boy.

Later On

Morning

The Perfect Storm had finally died down unexpectedly when morning struck; the odd thing was that the storm had lasted only one night and disappeared the next day as dawn nearly came. It was almost dawn as the calming roar of waves hit the side of a sandy beach. The beach was located near a location not far from a rocky cove; a place that was perfect for privacy or from the general public. The oceans beating against the rocky sides to where Eric lay unconscious. The boy looked like a complete wreck after the event that had transpired from last night. If the boy had stayed out there in the violent any more, he wouldn't have survived. Now he was just on the sandy beach ground, sleeping off the exhaustion from last night.

Although he would have stayed asleep to recover his lost strength, if not for the singing that echoed in his mind and dreams. The singing that came from what sound like a girl of ten years his age, with the most beautiful voice you've ever heard,

What would I give, to live where you are?

What would I pay to stay here beside you?

The boy stirred a little, as the voice became clearer and focused, instead of sounding like a distant echo.

What would I do to see you smiling at me?

Eric finally had the strength to wake up as he slowly got up from lying down on the sandy beach. He stretched a little, and rubbed his eyes a little to chase away the sleepiness from his eyes. As he did, the sun's rays finally broke free, lighting up the area slightly with the rays beaming down. As his eyes came to focus, his hearing came as well as he still heard the singing,

Where would we walk,

Where would we run,

If we could stay out here in the sun?

It was then when Eric heard the voice, he realized he wasn't dreaming it up at all. He groggily got up, trying to shake off the exhaustion from his sore legs, as he looked around to find out where the voice was coming from. For a while he had thought he had imagined it, until he heard the singing coming from near the beach shore. It was there that he had spotted where the singing was coming from.

On a rock that was connected to the shore, Eric couldn't believe his eyes. Sitting on the rock and looking out to the sea, was a girl of ten years like he was, with the sun's rays raining down on her. The very scene made her look like an angel that had flown down from Heaven after the storm. She was slim with clear skin, wearing a purple seashell bikini top, and had long flowing red hair that went down her back, with the front of her hair brushed to her right. When she turned to her right, Eric saw that she had a lovely face, with the most dazzling aqua blue eyes ever. To Eric, this girl seemed like an angel that fell from Heaven to save him.

He became even more entranced with her as he heard her voice, as she continued to sing, "Just you and me, wish I could be…", she then turned to Eric's direction as she finished, "…part of your world." And then her calm face was turned to one of shock as she saw the boy standing up, wide awake…and looking at her.

Eric was a little surprised as well; the awkwardness of the moment as the two seemingly looked at each other in surprise. In truth, he may have been ten years old and didn't like girls at the time, but this girl had made him change all that completely. At this moment, his brain was wracked with anything he could say to this girl, until he finally blurted out, "Uh, hi…my name's Eric, and I just…"

But the girl was too terrified about him as she jumped to the water. Eric saw that and ran over to the rock, shouted, "No, wait! Please I just…wanted…", he then stopped in his tracks as his jaw was left open to what he now just saw. When he saw the girl jump into the air to the water, he saw that the lower half of her body, to where her legs and feet should have been, was a green tail with fins at the end. It was then that Eric had realized what she was; his grandfather, Thaddeus Thatch, had told him stories of the mythical creatures before he died. Eric had always thought they were something in books, but now, he had seen one with his own two eyes. Still in awe at what he just saw, he whispered the name of the creatures he had learned from his Grandfather, "A mermaid…"

"ERIC?"

Eric turned around to see his uncle Milo, along with a shaggy white and gray puppy running towards him. They had made it back to shore safe and sound; and with a search team, they were looking for survivors. It had been pure luck that Milo and the little puppy, with a nametag with the name Max printed on it, that they found Eric alive and well on the beach. Milo and Max ran over to Eric, as the boy smiled at seeing his uncle and dog alright. He crouched down to scoop up Max as the little puppy licked his friend and master, pleased to see him alright.

Mile ran up to Eric, and hugged him tightly; completely relieved that his nephew was alive. He hugged his nephew with such joy as he joked, "You really enjoy scaring your uncle like that." He sighed as he smiled warmly at Eric, "I don't know what your parents would do if they were still alive, and you were gone." He then broke the hug as he looked at his smiling nephew, "I'm just glad that you were able to get to shore in one piece all by yourself."

It was then that Eric remembered as he broke the hold his uncle had on him. He then looked at the sea, and pointed to it as he turned his sights back to his uncle, "But Uncle Milo, that's just it. I didn't get here by myself." His uncle looked at him in confusion, even Max did as Eric explained, "There was a girl; she rescued me and brought me here to shore."

Milo looked at Max, who was sniffing around the beach in some way. Milo turned to his nephew as he asked, "A girl? In the middle of the ocean?"

Eric turned to face his uncle as he stated, "Yeah, I know it seems weird, but I saw her." He then stammered a little, trying to find a way to say what he was about to say next, not sound like he was crazy, "She was…she was a…um, a…a mermaid." Milo looked at his nephew with a dumbfound look, and Eric mentally scolded himself at that, 'Nice job, Eric. Now you sound crazy.'

Milo walked over to his nephew and patted him on the shoulder, "Ah, Eric, I think you may have drank some seawater." He then led his nephew away from the beach as he told him, "It happens all the time: someone gets caught in a storm, they swallow a little seawater, and then later on, they start hallucinating."

Eric sighed at that as he muttered, "I suppose you're right." But then he looked back at the ocean, "But she seemed so real." It was then that Max, who had been sniffing at the spot to where Eric had been laying down at, was running back to them. He was barking up all excited as Milo and Eric stopped. Eric leaned down as he scooped up the puppy in his arms as he played with him a little, "Hey, Max." It was then that he noticed something in the puppy's mouth, as Max nudged his head to Eric to notice it, "What'd you got there, boy?"

He took the item from the puppy's mouth as he got a better look at it. It was a necklace, with a yellow shell as the main jewel with a strange insignia on it. The insignia was that of a trident shape on it, pointing upward. Eric then wondered as he, his uncle, and his puppy walked back to civilization: was the girl a dream…or real?

As the two humans and dog left the area, they didn't know they were being watched by someone. On a rock not too far from the beach shore, the red-haired mermaid watched the two humans disappear from sight. She didn't know why, but seeing the boy she had rescued seemed to make her heart ache. She hadn't talked to or known the boy for long, but she could tell that he was a nice person. He had even spoken to her and didn't try to harm her.

As she watched the boy disappear, she looked at the land as she sang out, "I don't know when, I don't know how…but I know something's starting right now…", she then smiled as she remembered the boy's face, "Watch and you'll see…someday I'll be…" and then a huge wave crashed right behind her, creating a spectacular background, as she finished her song, "…Part of your world!"

And thus on this day, the boy and the mermaid's destinies became intertwined with one another's.

Next Chapter: Two Worlds, Two Hearts