A/N: This is my first FanFiction. If you guys want more, I have some lined up. Just tell me in the reviews. I hope you guys like it.

This chapter is slow and short, just an introduction. The next one is where things begin to get interesting.

KH characters are the property of Square Enix and Disney. SCP characters are the property of the game designer and the SCP-Wiki creator.

"You think this is a good idea?"

"You got a better one?"

"No but this could possibly fail. After all, it's a containment breach. Things are bound to be out of our hands."

"SCP-079 has guaranteed the success of this plan. He's been accessing the Foundation files for years without them knowing. And if it fails, Maleficent will destroy that machine and send it to the garbage bin, along with all of its data."

The language of the Heartless was unheard to all except their own kind. They would shout and yell during battles but their speech was unheard by any other species. They were transporting the unconscious bodies of Sora, Kairi, Riku, Ventus, Naminé, and Roxas to the SCP Foundation's largest containment site. Ventus, Roxas, and Naminé had recently been freed by the magic of Merlin and the King. As they left for Destiny Islands, Maleficent attacked and abducted them. She had a plan to end the Key Bearer once and for all.

The last thing I remembered was heading home with all of my friends. We had just freed Roxas, Ventus, and Naminé. The next thing I knew, it was all black, Now it was far from that.

"Please turn off that light!"

My head felt ready to split open. I sat up when nobody answered me. The room was all white and padded like that of an asylum. Where could my friends be? This place obviously wasn't really friendly. There was a paper lying on a desk next to my cot. A note was attached to it. The paper read:

Welcome to the SCP Foundation. We are happy to have you in our experimental one-month program. You will be a test subject in this facility and you are required to comply with all rules and regulations at all times. Failure to do so will result in disciplinary action up to and including execution. All Class D personnel such as yourself are given a designation. Your personal designation is:

SORA

This is how higher ranking personnel will refer to you at all times. Some of the tests you will be participating in can be extremely dangerous. The regulations put in place are for your safety as well as that of those around you. We look forward to a highly successful month with your cooperation.

The attached note was handwritten. It still looked quite important. It read:

Sora,

You and your friends were found outside last night in inmate uniforms. You have been taken into this program as any other Class D would be, however you will be allowed to work with your friends in testing and you will be referred to by name as opposed to the normal numerical designation. After one week you will be set free instead of the full month because we cannot prove you are prisoners at all. We are unable to find any records on you and your friends, aside from the names attached to the notes left with you. Good luck and enjoy your week!

~Dr. John Smith

This was an interesting development. I was considerably less worried now that I understood some of what was going on. Still, how did we get here? I looked around my room to examine my surroundings more. There was a sink and a toilet, both of which were plain white. There was no doorknob visible on the door that kept me here. After sitting and staring at the door for a few minutes, it opened and an armed guard greeted me. Well, I guess "greeted" isn't really the right word.

"Sora, you are to come with me to your first test."

"Ok, I guess."

"Follow me without speaking please."