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This like many other tales is about the heroine Samn Crisis. Although this is the only part that will be told by yours truly; A. The rest of our tale will be told by the heroine herself; so without further adieu, your tale and your heroine.

I can't really remember the exact date, but if you haven't noticed; most of our stories happen in a certain year of my life. Now consider this; I helped Sora in the search for Kingdom Hearts and beat the darkness at the age of 15. Well, oddly enough this story takes place almost the same year, but instead of confusing you beyond belief I think I'll just start our story.

Everyone had returned to their own worlds; Sora, Kairi, and Riku had returned to Destiny Island, while Mickey, Donald, and Goofy returned to Disney Castle. As for myself, well Yen Sid booted me back to Cerion until I'd be called again.

It wasn't too long 'till I got a package, of course I immediately thought it was from Yen Sid, but boy was I wrong. The box was some sort of gas and before I knew it I was down like a ton of bricks, and out cold.

It is super dark, but even in the dark I know exactly where I am. Traverse Town is not an easily forgettable place. Although it doesn't make sense, why am I back, because everyone went back to Radiant Gar-excuse me, Hollow Bastion, and Traverse Town only appears when one needs a place to stay because there home world was destroyed. Have I lost my world? No, that's not right, I only passed out from the gas it wasn't like darkness had swallowed everything and thrown me into almost certain oblivion. The only logical step now is to find answers and the best place to do that is the accessory shop; an even if Cid isn't there someone should know something.

Walking silently, as always, and treading carefully, another trademark of mine, I walk to the accessory shop. Déjà vu strikes me and I laugh on the inside, but it's quickly stifled when my brain senses something's off. It finally clicks and I notice that the streets are empty, there's absolutely no one outside. Finally I reach the door and give it a slight tug it opens and I walk in, my jaw almost hits the floor.

"Hey there little lady." The familiar figure, tall, older, probably 40's, with blonde hair and stubble, Cid is staring me in the face from across the counter. I'm usually never surprised but even this is weird for me. I rub my eyes to see if it's my imagination, but the image stays.

"Cid, what are you doing here?" My tone is in check, but full of wonder and confusion.

Cid shifts his weight. "Do I know you?" The glass behind him shines a bit and catches my attention, and my eyes shift to it. Holy shit. My fourteen year old self is staring back at me derp face and all. I reach down and touch my hair.

"My hair… it's long again."

"Pardon?" Cid breaks my concentration on the glass.

"You…don't recognize me do you?" the question hangs in the air for a while and he looks like he's searching the file cabinets in his head for a picture and possibly a name. I take the silence and try to ignore my reflection.

"Not at all," Cid's curt reply makes slight panic rise, but I quickly put the feeling to rest. Cid seems to realize my concern and continues talking. "But we've met now and that's all that matter. Now I'm gonna forget you know my name and introduce myself." Cid shuts his eyes as if he's actually forgetting then opens them again and sighs out stretching his hand for me to shake. "I'm Cid Highwind owner of this here accessory shop."

I take his hand and smile, my heart jumps a bit at the realization that this is truly Cid my old friend. "I'm Samn." Cid brushes his nose with his thumb like he always does.

"I don't know what to tell you kid, but I do know that when stuff like this happens, Merlin is the one to ask. He lives in the back of Third District." I take one last look at my reflection, the image still freaking the hell out of me.

"Thanks Cid. I'll come back later." I take one last look at my friend and exit the store.

The air in Traverse is cold and almost deathly quiet. There's a stone near my foot, confusion mixed with fury hit me head on and I kick the stone with all my might. The street is still empty; I can feel a scream coming on. Three words pop into my head I scream them as loud as I can.

"WHAT THE HELL!" The sound echoes throughout the Town, but it also is draining and there's nowhere to go but down so I collapse in a pissed off heap on the Town stairs. I take one more look at myself and sure enough it wasn't a trick mirror or anything, I'm wearing the same clothes I was at 14. Ugh shit.

My position suddenly becomes uncomfortable so I adjust my legs so I can place my arms on them while I attempt to piece the puzzle together.

First, apparently I'm in Traverse Town. Second, I'm fourteen again, not to mention in the same clothes I defeated Ansem in. Third, Cid didn't know who the hell I was, as if all memory of everything we went through was completely erased from his mind…but even if that's true, some memory of me would be preserved in his heart and surely he would've remembered me so what the hell is going on here? Wait a tick…can I even use the Keyblade?

My hope fades slowly as I reach out my hand and concentrate, a position I've grown quiet accustomed to. Nothing happens…What the fuck? Okay fine, one last try, I focus harder and envision the Keyblade appearing in my hand, but nothing. "Lovely, now I can't even use my damn keyblade."

"Did you say keyblade?" slightly startled I whip around and get into a readied stance. Searching for any sign of movement or who the voice came from. Had I actually said that last part out loud?

Silver catches my eye, but it's dark and although I can usually see pretty clearly I can't tell much about what the silver is attached to. Silver….silver…OH.

"Riku?" I pretty much ask into total darkness. Squinting doesn't even help so I don't even bother.

Riku emerges from the shadows an as usual a pissed off look is glued to his face. "I asked you a question. "Did you just say Keyblade?"" He's getting on my nerves, but there's nothing I can do.

"Yeah, what of it?" I cross my arms.

"Do you have one? Show me." Neither sound like anything else but an order.

"Now Riku, that's not nice to just start questioning a girl without asking her name first. What would Sora and Kairi think if they saw you like this?" Since he had emerged he had started walking towards me, but this stopped him dead in his tracks.

"How do you know my name? And how do you know Sora?" His voice had risen a little towards the end and a look of concern was now on his face. I raise my eye brow and his concern is replaced with darkness. How should I approach this? I have no idea let's just wing it.

"We were all friends." Or that's at least what I remember.

Riku is beginning to look like he could blow a gasket, but instead whips out his keyblade. "YOU'RE LYING! I've never met you before! And as for Sora, you might as well forget you ever met him!" He charges…I'm screwed. I can't use my keyblade so as a last resort I put my arms up to block and begin to hope I make it.

Blinding pain and the darkness of night begin to fade as my consciousness fades with it. The last thing I see is Riku standing over me…