A/N: Yeppers, it's chapter three. I'm starting from the beginning of the first game and going on a little past the second game, just so you know. It's also going to be one GIANT crossover, probably, I haven't read ahead. ; but yeah.

Riku: you know it's not good when the Author-
Axel: Suethor.
Riku: – Suethor hasn't read ahead in her own story.
Demyx: Dammit, it's a crossover.
Roxas: Our whole universe is a crossover.

Disclaimer: wishes she owned the Kingdom Hearts Characters and storyline.

'thinking'

"talking"

Start chapter 3:

—Flashback—

Riku's P.O.V

"Hey, Riku! "

"What now, Sora?" I asked, turning to roll my eyes at my best friend. –if it's just another 'made ya look' joke, I swear – I thought, as I turned to look in the direction he was pointing. "I don't see anything."

Sora gave me a look. "Are you sure? I'm positive I saw someone – There she is! See? Sitting right on the edge of the docks!"

I didn't want to turn around again; besides, it was probably someone we already knew. The island was that small, everyone knew everyone else. "Who is it?" I asked, a bit curious.

Sora had started waving at the person on the main island. "I have no idea," he answered cheerfully. "Never seen her before in my life!"

". . . but, you're still waving at her?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"Yep!" he chirped, still waving. Typical Sora, too friendly for his own good. My curiosity finally got the better of me and I turned to see a girl look up from the water she had been staring at wistfully. She looked like she was about nine or ten, with black hair and a weird mark under her right eye.

She had just noticed Sora waving at her and returned the gesture, grinning.

Sora turned to me. "Can I invite her to play with us?" he asked, "It won't take too long."

I sighed. "You have five minutes. Kairi's waiting for us by the secret place. We need to be there in ten minutes." Kairi had washed ashore on the island about a year ago, and she was another one friend of mine and Sora's.

I watched as Sora maneuvered his boat right next the dock where the girl was sitting. They started talking, then she nodded and got in the boat with Sora. When they caught up, I noticed that her eyes were blue.

"What's your name?" I asked.

She looked at me and grinned. "Faael, but you can call me Faye."

--End Flashback --

Faye's P.O.V

Kairi and I sat side by side, Watching Sora take a nap on the beach. It had been eight years to the day since I had met her, and we'd hit it off almost immediately. We were still great friends, even though I was three years older than her.

"Ya know, we should probably wake him up." I was talking about Sora, of course.

"Yeah, probably." Was all I got back. I glanced at Kairi out of the corner of my eyes. She was staring out at the ocean, a distant expression on her usually cheerful face.

"Kairi? You okay?"

"Hnn? Oh, yeah!" She smiled at me, then got serious again. "It's just. . . We're actually leaving. Building a raft to explore, and find out where you and I really came from. "

I grinned. "Where you came from, maybe! " I sighed dramatically. "I'm a lost cause, adopted. To think, people keep saying that foster moms and stepmoms are 'evil' and 'cruel'. Riku's mom is awesome!"

"You're not adopted." –Oops –Riku had snuck up behind us while we were talking. "You're more like. . . a long-term guest. Besides, you're just jealous because you can only ever be like a little sister to me, and you wish you could have some of this." He scoffed, striking a pose. "I'm irresistible like that."

I made a face. "As if! If anything, I'd say you are more like a little brother, since I'm taller than you and all."

Riku mock-glared at me. "Yeah? Well, I'd be worried if you weren't taller than me, since you're older than me." He said, crossing his arms.

"Oh, blah, blah." I rolled my eyes, standing up and pulling Kairi up with me. "C'mon Kairi, we need to wake up 'Sleeping Beauty' over there."

"I'll start working on the raft some more." Riku said, walking off.

I made a face. "Don't start goofing off!" I called jokingly.

"Oh, I won't," He replied over his shoulder. "That's your job."

"Har dee har har. Very funny." I muttered under my breath. I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned against a palm tree as I watched Sora and Kairi talking and laughing. I had finally remembered everything a couple of nights ago. My death, the conversation with Fate and Destiny, and . . . The Choice. 'Of all the worlds and multiverses you could have chosen, Fate, I'm glad it was this one. But. . . how am I supposed to help? Sora, Goofy, and Donald should be able to handle their adventures just fine without me, and if you say anything about 'Guiding Light' I will hurt you. A lot.'

To my surprise, I received a reply, but it wasn't a voice I recognized. 'Aw come on now, I didn't think my next life would be so sentimental.' Well. Aren't I special? I've got a voice in my head now, too!

'That's not a very nice thing to think about 'yourself', you know. Didn't your mother ever teach you?'

I sighed. I guess this was the 'Other' Fate had been talking about. 'If you're going to keep snarking at me, the least you could do is give me your name' I directed that thought towards my voice.

'Naah. . . I don't feel like it just yet. Maybe if you ask nicely once you've proven yourself. Oh, and look down.'

I did so, and saw a glove. Just one. It was fingerless, with strange symbols in really small embroidery across the edges of the opening. It also had some kind of a warped Yin-Yang symbol on the back. One half was a fiery reddish-orange and the other half went from purple to blue. 'Yeesh, Mary-Sue, anyone?'I thought, remembering the hours I'd kill reading fanfics online, back on Earth.

'You might want to cover your scar with that.'

"Okay. Wait, what scar?" I felt a sudden, searing pain around my left wrist, and a scar closely resembling a broken chain, appeared, 'wrapping' itself around my wrist. I gasped and quickly pulled the glove over it. The blue half of the Yin-Yang symbol on the back grew dominant over the back of the glove, the other half shrinking to a barely visible speck. "That scar had better not have anything to do with Chain of Memories." I whispered angrily at my Voice. "And why did the glove change? I wanna know right now."

'The purple-blue side represents you, with an easily controlled temper. The Red half represents me, with a fiery, explosive temper. We have this body from now until our Journey is over. I will take over when you're in need of my help, and the glove will change for me. After your Journey starts, explain this to Sora as well, so that he knows that whenever the glove changes, He, Donald, and Goofy need to hightail it outta there.' My Voice explained.

'As if he'd do that, he's too stubborn and nice. And I have another question.' I asked in my head.

'Shoot.'

'Did simple explanations wrong you as a child? You're giving me a headache.' I thought, rubbing my temples.

My 'Voice' laughed. 'Last thing, I promise. This is a fair warning. I will also attempt to take over whenever you – and I – get angry, no matter what the cause. That glove acts as a guard to help you hold me back.'

"Okay, got it. Keep my temper in check." I mumbled, making my way to where Sora, Kairi, and Riku were now sitting on the paopu tree. "Do you guys mind if I go home early? I'm not feeling so great all of a sudden." I said as soon as they were within earshot.

"You don't look so good either." Riku said, glancing at me.

"Yeah, you're really pale." Kairi agreed.

"I know. . ." I muttered. Now my wrist was starting to throb.

"We'll walk you home" Sora said, a worried expression crossing his face. "You don't look well enough to get there on your own."

"But – !"

"No buts." Sora turned back to Riku and Kairi. "C'mon guys, you're coming too."

"Okay!"

". . . I guess."

I smiled. "Thanks."

Whoo! Another chapter done and typed! No, there's no Riku x OC pairing,

Riku: Thank god!

although looking back on this, I guess it sounds like they're flirting, huh? But no. They treat each other like a brother and sister. Even more so, since she ended up living with Riku's family. Also, yes, that was all just the first day. (Feel any Mary-Sue vibes yet?) If you wanna see exactly what the glove looks like, I will post some pictures on my DA. This chapter's pretty boring, innit? Please R&R (I feel like a parrot. Awk! Polly want a cracker! Awk!. . . or a broken record.)