"Once again I am put in the position to decide someone's fate. But, this time it's…different." Mitsue took both pictures and held them in her lap while King Mickey looked at her puzzled. "I never had to choose another because the one I originally chose gave his heart to darkness." She sighed and threw one picture on the ground. "Well then, I have decided. The next keyblade master will be, him" She pointed to the picture in her hand. "Sora."

On a world far away from where Mitsue lives, lies a boy about the age of 14 on the soft sand of a beach. "Man, I'm tired!" the boy yawned as he slowly closed his eyes. "They won't mind if I just," he yawned once more while stretching his arms. "Take a little…nap." Then he slowly drifted to sleep.

That was weird. The boy thought as he slowly drifted to the bottom of the ocean. He set foot on the sandy bottom he looked at his surroundings and then suddenly the ground burst into a crowd of doves flying to the sky uncovering a stain glass platform with a picture of a girl with short black hair. Her yellow dress flowed across the platform and pictures of abnormally large nosed people surrounded her. He glanced to the right and then slowly turned his head to the left.

"So much to do," He jumped a little bit and looked around to find the source of the voice. "So little time…" The voice was soft and sounded dazed or tired. "Take your time. Don't be afraid." A light beamed down onto the stained glass from the sky. "The door is still shut. Now, step forward. Can you do it?" The boy cautiously stepped forward while looking above him. Then, three smaller, stone platforms came out of the ground and on one stone there was a shield, on the other a sword, and on the last one a staff. "Power sleeps within you. If you give it a form… It will give you strength. Choose well." The boy looked around at the platforms and walked towards the platform with a sword on top of it. He jumped up and landed next to the sword. He picked it up and looked at it as the voice spoke, "The power of the warrior. Invincible courage.A sword of terrible destruction. Is this the power you seek?"

The boy thought about it for a short while. Well, I do want to get stronger… He nodded and the sword suddenly disappeared in a small spark of light. "You path is set." He looked up at the place where he thought the voice was surprised. My path is set? The voice started to say something again. "Now, what will you give up in exchange" The boy looked behind him and turned to face the other two platforms. He jumped off of the empty platform he was on and glanced at the shield. I do need to have protection against those stronger enemies. Then he turned his head to the staff. I may need magic later on but, I think that it is less important than the shield. So with that last thought he walked towards the staff platform and jumped onto it. He held it in his hand waiting t for the voice to say something. "The power of the mystic.Inner strength.A staff of wonder and ruin. You give up this power?" The boy looked up at the voice and nodded. Then, just like the sword, the staff disappeared. "You've chosen the path of the warrior. You've given up the power of the mystic. Is this the form you choose?" He nodded once more as the platforms sunk into the ground. The boy stood there and suddenly heard the sound of breaking glass. He turned around to see what was making the noise and saw that the glass floor was breaking. He then fell into the darkness until another platform came into view. As the boy got closer he slowed down and gently landed on his feet. The sword he saw earlier appeared in his hand.

"You've gained the power to fight." He waved the sword around and then pretended to attack an enemy. "All right! You've got it. Use this power to protect yourself and others." Then a shadow formed in front of the boy and came out of the ground. It had yellow, round eyes and always seemed to twitch every so often. "There will be times you have to fight. Keep your light burning strong." Another emerged from the ground next to the first and another next to the second. The boy attacked one of the creatures with the sword and it vanished into the darkness. Suddenly the others sank into the ground just as fast as they appeared. Then another appeared behind him. "Behind you!" He then attacked it and then finished off the other creatures leaving one left that disappeared into the ground. Then the floor turned black and the boy sank into ground just as the creatures did before. He then appeared on the ground on another platform. A door was in front of him with a light shining down from an unknown source up above aimed at it. He walked up to the door and it seemed to be transparent. I can't open it. The boy wondered as he turned around to see a small chest appear. He ran over to it and tapped it with his sword, opening it making a big crate appear. He pushed toward the door and then destroyed it with his sword. Then a barrel appeared behind him. He then lifted it up and then dropped it making the door fully solid. He walked over to the door as it opened emitting a bright light. He slowly walked forward and reappeared on a wooden deck on an island. Am I awake? He slowly looked around.

"Hold on. The door won't open just yet. First, tell me more about yourself." He looked at the girl in front of him. Selphie? He toward her slowly. She suddenly asked, "What's more important to you?"

He thought for a short moment and then said "Friendship." She looked at him with a spark of curiosity.

"Is friendship such a big deal?" He looked at her confused like he were to say that friendship was very important. He turned to the other two boys. Tidus?Wakka?

He walked over to Tidus and he asked "What are you afraid of?" The boy thought about the question for a while.

He made up his mind and said "Being indecisive." Tidus looked at him really closely as if to see what he was thinking.

"Being indecisive? Is that really so scary?" The boy turned away from him and looked toward Wakka.

He walked over to him as Wakka said "What do you want outta life?"The boy knew what he was already going to say.

"To be strong!"

Wakka looked and him and said "To be strong, huh?" Then the voice spoke up again.

"You want friendship. You're afraid of being indecisive. You want to be strong. Your adventure begins in the dead of night. Your road won't be easy, but a rising sun awaits your journey's end." He looked up at the sky. Sounds cool. The voice continued. "The day you will open the door is both far off and very near." He then disappeared in flash of light and reappeared on another glass platform. A light shined on the middle of the platform and the boy walked toward it. The creatures appeared again and he defeated them quickly. After, small glass steps appeared leading to another glass platform. He ran up the steps and toward the light in the middle of the platform. "The closer you get to light, the greater your shadow becomes." He looked behind him to see his own shadow rise from the ground and turn into a huge dark monster. He stepped back slowly not knowing what to do. "But don't be afraid. And don't forget…" He turned and ran toward the edge. He then turned around and got his sword out. He fought the creature until it was about to attack again. Then a black hole formed beneath him. "-But don't be afraid. You hold the mightiest weapon of all. So don't forget:" He started to sink deeper and deeper into the dark. "You are the one who will open the door."

Mitsue pushed her chair away from the screen and pulled the helmet off of her head. She sighed heavily, "Well, that's all taken care of." She tossed a piece of paper to the side. "Ugh, I hate having to say all that crap." She stood up from her chair and walked into her room closing the closet door behind her. She stretched her muscles picked up a key shaped blade. "Well, until Sora gets to Traverse Town I should train."