This is the first chapter of what will hopefully become a loved fanfic for KH fans. This will follow his side of my KH3 vision. Enjoy!

I do not own Kingdom Hearts or anything associated with it (Square Enix or Disney).

Sora sat beside Riku, his best friend and fellow Islander, enjoying the sight of the deep ocean as a gentle breeze blew past them. The tree they sat on had not changed, unlike themselves, in the last year and few months. Kairi approached them silently, but Sora could smell her sweet perfume in the air around them. His stomach clenched at the smell and he felt as if the temperature had gone up ten degrees in a few short seconds. Riku sat up beside him, looking out as the waves came in, similar to that fateful night when his life changed.

"What ya got, Kairi?" Sora asked bluntly as he noticed the bottle she held tenderly, as if it were a child. Inside the small glass bottle was a letter with the King's seal holding it perfectly shut. Riku glanced over his shoulder, only to look with a more renewed interest a moment later.

Sora took the bottle politely and looked at Riku as he pulled the piece of yellow parchment out of its container. Riku kept his eyes glued on the letter, his grin playing around on his face.

Sora and Riku,

Congratulations on all you guys have done! Xemnas is no more and Kingdom Hearts is safe again. For now.

However, a new threat is upon us. And I'm afraid you two will not be strong enough to keep it from the power of Kingdom Hearts alone.

So, I'm coming to teach you a few things I know or have guessed may work. I will arrive in exactly seven days. I'll explain the little I know upon my arrival.

Everyone from the castle sends you well wishes.

Your friend,

Mickey Mouse

P.S. Sorry that I'm once again pulling you into a journey that will take you away from your home.

Riku finished the letter first and returned his gaze to the waves, a smile lighting up his features. This time, he thought, I'm a part of it all.

"What about me?" Kairi asked softly, having read the letter over Sora's shoulder. "I'm not just going to stay here again."

Sora looked at her, his eyes showing just how worried he was for her already. "Kairi…it's dangerous…you could get…"

Riku closed his eyes. "Here we go…" he muttered, slightly bemused.

"What? I could get hurt? Sora, it is probably even more dangerous here on the islands! I mean, I always get kidnapped! That wouldn't happen if I was with you two the entire time. And I need to be able to defend myself. Besides…don't you…"

Sora looked at Kairi as she closed her mouth and looked down at the ground. "Don't I what?"

Riku couldn't stop himself from bursting with laughter at the entire situation. Sora and Kairi had been like this since they had returned to the islands. One would make it obvious that they liked the other, and the other would totally miss it at the time, only to turn around and make it obvious themselves.

Kairi shook her head. "Forget it," she said as she plopped down on the tree beside Sora. At the same moment, Riku stretched out and stood to his full height. As he did, three other teenagers appeared behind him. One tackled him hard, smearing him against the ground.

Wakka hadn't changed much in the near two years they had been gone. The only noticeable difference was his height as well as his more muscular figure. He was at least two inches taller than before, and looked strong enough to lift Simba without much trouble. His hair had grown slightly longer, though it still stood in a single mountain-like spike. His thick arms wrapped around Riku's shoulders, pulling him to his feet with joyous laughter.

"How ya been, brotha'? We missed ya all this time! Thank Yevon you're home again," he said, releasing his friend, who staggered back a few steps before punching him in the shoulder lightly.

"I've been good. You...you've changed," he replied, taken aback by the larger teen before him.

Tidus suddenly charged at Riku empty-handed, only to find himself flipping through the air to land ungraciously on his back. He laughed as he sat up, turning to look up at the strongest of the four of them. At least, who he believed to be the strongest.

He had changed as well, now about an inch taller than Sora, who sat there beaming at his friends. He also looked thicker, as if he and Wakka had lifted weights the entire time they had been missing. His eyes locked onto Sora's, and a grin emerged on his face. "Hey! You're back! Guess things will be normal around here now, right?"

"As far as normal goes, I guess," was the happy reply. He stood up and, as usual, his arms found their way behind his head, as if his neck wasn't strong enough to support it without their aid. His grin widened as memories of his battles with these two came to the forefront of his mind.

"Well...since we're all here," Tidus began, "let's have a two on two battle! Me and Wakka against you two?"

Riku laughed as the words passed the young teens lips. "I think we are more than a match for you two," he commented, only to find python-like arms wrapping around him in a headlock.

"A lot has changed, Riku. We ain't weak like before. You been gone too long. I'm the new king of the island," Wakka claimed before an elbow caught him in the ribs, winding him.

"Let's do it!" Sora shouted. Kairi and Selphie, the third teen that had came over, scooted back off the small connected island, laying out under the sun on the bridge, where it would probably be safe. Somewhat. They began to chat about this and that as the boys walked over to their partners. Weapons appeared in everyone's hands as they took up battling positions.

Sora and Riku noticed that Tidus wasn't holding a simple pole, but a sword that seemed to be made of water. It looked sturdy, with a dangerous tip that curved sharply into a point able to rip through cloth, or snag weapons and armor away from enemy hands. Wakka's original blitzball had changed drastically. It now had knives sticking out of it in a row all the way around it, and was red along the outside. A thin yellow line was between the red and a black portion with a yellow center. This center had six smaller knives coming out in a circle around it. The other side of the ball was exactly like this first side, and his hand held on carefully, his fingers placed expertly between the blades. They saw the looks of shock on their friends' faces, and smiled proudly.

"You're impressed, ya? This baby is my own design. Cost me a lot of munny, but World Champion is totally worth it!"

"And Brotherhood was given to me by Wakka. We're bonded through this blade. No one can beat us as a team!" Tidus said confidently, swinging the blade around in the air before grabbing the pommel again.

Way to Dawn and Oblivion appeared in the two Keybearers' hands. A smirk was sitting comfortably on one teen's face, as his partner smiled competitively. After a second, three of the teens ran at each other, while the largest of them sent his blitzball flying towards the most obvious silver haired target. He slid across the ground underneath the projectile before striking out against the owner, who hopped back swiftly. He followed the dodge with a quick leap over his attacker, catching his weapon and twisting in midair to catch a pure black keyblade between two knives and deflecting it.

Riku was distracted by the assault of the younger teen wielding his new sword. He was certainly quicker, but each time their blades caught against each other, it jarred the older teenager, proving his opponent's newfound strength. With a grunt, he pushed him away and slashed with his keyblade. At the last second, his target leapt into the air and did a flip or somersault that connected his feet with Riku's chest. Tidus pushed off with as much force as he could muster before releasing bolts of energy that all crashed into Riku at once, then flew into him again in the exact same spot in his back.

Wakka was caught in a melee battle with the hero with brown spikes. No matter what he tried, he couldn't put any distance between them to throw World Champion, though the knives did allow him to defend himself. His foot shot out, crashing against the over-sized black key, but he used this to his advantage and launched off of it into the air. He drew his arm back before letting it whip in front of him, sending his blitzball flying towards Sora. It happened so quickly that the boy hero had just looked up when the weapon crashed into his chest. Luckily, the flat of the smaller blades was what hit him, winding him and possibly leaving an ugly bruise.

Sora's partner had recovered quickly, although he did sport a single scorch mark on his cheek. He launched himself at Tidus with a new ferocity, slamming his keybalde against Brotherhood with more power. Tidus caught each attack, fending his favorite opponent off, waiting for a counter. When no opportunity presented itself, he kicked out at Riku, who caught the strike against his right palm and yanked on the leg, pulling the youth onto his back. He followed up with smack to the ribs with Way to Dawn.

Oblivion smacked the blitzball away once more as Tidus hit the ground a few feet away. Wakka had strategically placed himself on top of the paopu tree, allowing him to aim at nearly every spot below him. This proved to be irrelevant if every attempt at a strike with his personal weapon was blocked. Just as he began considering trying a new tactic, Sora stumbled over his own feet, providing a perfect opening. The blitzball flew through the air quickly, but the target had counted on this. He spun quickly, smashing his Keyblade against the wall and sending it rocketing back with even more force. It smashed against its owner, knocking him off of the tree and into the surf below, ending with a large splash!

Riku was now turning the tide of battle in his favor, assaulting his opponent with a barrage of powerful attacks. He shook his head as his teammate approached, wanting to finish this on his own. Tidus was tiring quickly, and the older keybearer realized that his endurance was no more developed than before, meaning he hadn't had a good long challenge without him around. He smashed his key lower than before, less than six inches from where it was being held. The force of this blow went right into the hand and wrist of Tidus, whose arm flew to the side. He was wide open, and his opponent capitalized with a harsh kick. All the air was forced from his lungs and he collapsed, gasping for breath.

"Cure," Sora said, extending his hand out towards the fallen warrior. Tendrils of green energy surronded his chest and wrist, undoing all the damage he had taken to those areas. After a minute, he sat up and smiled.

"Well, that was an amazing battle. I kinda wish I had got to mix it up more with you, Sora, but battling Riku is always a rush. My head feels like it's spinning from that kick..." he said, laughing and falling back to rest. Meanwhile, his teammate had returned from the water and was smiling, though he had a deep cut on his arm. He was quickly cured before he sank to the ground a few feet from his fallen partner.

"Well, brotha, we got beat. Bad. Yevon knows why I let you convince me to team with you."

"What is that?" Riku asked. "Yevon, I mean."

"Eh? Oh, it is just this religion I picked up after you left. I asked him everyday to return you guys to us safe, ya?"

"It was getting kind of annoying, if you ask me," Tidus cut in, looking at his friend. "It wasn't daily so much as it was hourly. Although...I did hope you guys would come back. Any longer, and maybe I would have started praying, too."

The girls walked over from their spot on the bridge, and a certain boy's stomach began doing flips as a sweet scent once again attacked his nostrils. He looked at the red head he was in love with, and noticed a figure in a black cloak behind her, standing on the roof of the building the bridge ended near. His arm stretched out and lightning burst from his palm. Without hesitating, Sora dove between her and the magical assault, taking the attack square in the chest.

All he felt was an intense pain as all his nerves seemed to short out one by one, leaving him numb to everything around him. Kairi screamed his name. She was scared for his life. He felt as if he was underwater and her voice wasn't clear. He could barely make out a burst of Dark Fira soaring past him towards the attacker. Whoever it was disappeared through a Corridor of Darkness. The last thing he realized before he was overtaken by unconciousness was Kairi. She was holding him tight, whispering "No, no, Sora, I need you! Please stay with me."

Yeah, anyone who compares the former prolouge with this one will probably vote this one as the better one. This is a rewrite of the original though. Please, review. And read on, of course!