Allan awoke on his back on a hard surface. Through the slits of his eyes, he could make out a faint, blue light that appeared to be the sky. "Is this a dream…? Where am I?" he asked himself quietly as he got up to his feet to walk around. He was standing atop a tall tower made of stained glass where the edges ended, so did everything else. As he walked on the pillar he looked down and saw that the glass had depicted him and… Lily, standing back to back. Her short light brown hair framed the side of her face while the red summer dress seemed to flow gently in the wind and she looked to be sleeping as peacefully as he did. As Allan walked on he saw in the background the Station clock tower in Twilight Town as it towered over the town into the orange and purple sky.

"What is this place…?" Allan asked himself again as he felt a strong gust of wind behind him. He turned around to see a tall figure.

"Whoa, where did you-" Allan was shocked by the figures appearance. It was a tall masculine figure clad in thick plated armor that hugged his skin. A certain aura flowed from him towards Allan; an aura that felt… familiar.

"Who are you?" Allan asked.

"I was a soldier. One of many who served in the Keyblade War... I have come to you Allan bearing a warning." Allan's combat instincts kicked in as he backed himself down into a fighter's stance,

"How do you know who I am? And what are you threatening me with?" Allan demanded. The figure slowly laughed to himself,

"Threat? I have known about you for a long time. I have been watching you since the day you were born."

"You've been watching me?" Allan was genuinely concerned for his safety. He had no weapon.

"I knew that one day a great force would attack your homeworld. Today is that day. But do not fret, you have the power to protect your friends." Allan looked at the figure and loosened up,

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that you possess a very special power. The power to wield a Keyblade." Allan shook his head,

"Special power? What the hell are you talking about?" The figure simply laughed once more.

"You do not know of this power? You should feel it already, the desire to do great things. To protect your friends or condemn them. End conflict or instigate it. Create worlds or destroy them."

"I don't-"

"Believe me? Look to your heart and your hand." Allan glanced down to his right to see a flash of light engulf his hand. Allan squinted and as the light faded a magnificent key with bladed teeth rest between his fingers and palm.

"What is this?" Allan was amazed and confused.

"A Keyblade. The answer to the upcoming threat."

"Upcoming threat? What are you saying? Is Twilight Town in danger?" The figure nodded.

"Sometime soon, another being will come for one who bears the Key."

"The Key? But if that will cause him to come; I don't want this!"

"It is too late. It has already chosen you." A strange light surrounded Allan.

"Allan only half of your power has been awakened to summon the Keyblade. Use it to defend yourself and others. But be warned: it won't be enough to stop the one trying to hunt you down. If you want to awaken the other half of you power, meet me at the "Keyblade Graveyard" where the fates coincide."The figure turned to leave.

"Wait! How do I get there? When will this threat come? How do I get out of here?" Allan could hear his hallow faint laugh.

"Just wake up."