I'd like to appoligize for slow update time and some recently noticed inconsitieses as well as the liberties i have taken with the laws of physics. I hope youll enjoy this chapter. Please feel free to constructively critize. I promise not to cry if you do. (By the way I know my grammar is horrible, and I beg you to please forgive me oh tenaciousreaders.)

8 years later

"Sora!"

The young man turned around to face a very peppy lass walking towards him.

"Hey Kairi!", Sora shouted back watching as the pretty girl quickly caught up to him.

"Sora.", she said. "I was kinda of wondering if you'd like to come to the movies with me tomorrow morning. " , she asked with her dazzling smile. Sora stared at her blankly for a second not registering that the girl he'd been ogling most of the semester wanted to see a movie with him. He snapped back to earth in time to here the last part of her sentence. "...it's just my boyfriend, Axel, and me noticed you seem to spend a lot of time by your self. So we thought you might want to spend some time with us. "

Oh. So it was like a pity date. Without the date. Oh well, he couldn't have gone anyway.

"Sorry Kairi. But I'm actually on my way back to the city to see my brother. Thanks for asking .",He replied. Kairi gave him a smile that looked disappointed and cheerful at the same time. "Oh well, next time then okay. "

Sora smiled back, and gave an awkward shrug. "Yeah, next time. " He doubted he'd be coming back to this school.

A few hours later Sora stepped of the bus, and with suitcase in hand began the short trek to his apartment. Two blocks, and one elevator ride to the top floor later, Sora was back home. He stepped into the apartment, and was welcomed back by the steamy, juicy smell of vegetables and pork frying in the kitchen. "Riku, I'm back!" he yelled into the house.

"I know. ", a familiar voice shouted back. Sora smiled as he began walking too his room. His caretaker Riku was essentially both Sora's older brother and father. This meant he could expect a very loud scolding over about his grades, and a stern reminder not mess up his room, because Riku was the one who would be forced to spend hours cleaning it when he left. Followed by a conversation about girls and some crazy elaborate set of fun, but questionable things they wanted to do while he was here. All while eating the welcome back dinner Riku had made.

Tired from the trip back, and knowing dinner would be a few hours. Sora dropped his suit case and jumped onto his bed, ignoring his sheets and closing his eyes.

When he fell asleep was not important. Nor was when he began to dream. What mattered was his closed eyes saw, and the events it would lead him to.

Sora felt warm. He shifted around

and bumped his head on something hard. His eyes squeezed further shut from the pain before he opened them to see what he had whacked his head into. His eyes opened and he saw a strange wooden object lite by a pulsing red glow. He noticed that his bed felt a little hard and pulled himself to better inspect it. That's when he realized he was on the floor. He then looked at the object he had struck and realized it was a wooden bedpost. He then looked around his room and realized two important little pieces of information. This wasn't his room. And whoever's room it was it was on fire. Sora quickly stood up and tried not to gag on the smoke. He notice a wooden door and darted over to it. He shoved against it but something must have been blocking it from the other side because all he could do was was make the door bend a little before it stopped moving. Shouting in frustration and panic, turned and quickly looked for anything that looked like an exit. He saw a window on the other side of the bed and quickly moved to it. His escape was hated when he tripped and landed halfway on the bed. His arms caught him and held part off his toro up while the rest of his body was stretched out behind him. He scrambled to pull himself onto the bed , when his foot stepped, and became caught on something soft. He twisted his head to see what it was and saw a small hand attached to the small body of a little girl. She was in a white night gown her scared half open eyes begging Sora for some kind off salvation. Sora looked down at her small form, and felt something pang in his heart. He quickly scooped her up, then hopped onto the bed. A loud crash behind them scared Sora into springing off the bed and through the window. Clinging as tightly as he could to the little girl. Glass shattered and cut into his skin. He hit the ground so hard he was sure he left a crater. Then he rolled. Little girl still trapped in his arms he rolled. When the both came to a stop he relaxed his grip on the shaking child. She had landed on top of him and now rolled to the snow covered earth. Sora quickly pulled himself up and looked at the rather large house they had fled. Sora then looked down at the little girl. She was still lying on the ground. Dark brown hair splayed out in the dirty white snow. He looked her face, eyes now closed, mouth pulled taught. Something then clicked in Sora's heart. The only difference was her hair. "Alice.", he whispered tentatively. Her snapped open and from her mouth came a questioning,"Sora?". His eyes widened then she was gone. He was know kneeling on stone floor. Shuffling feet and unpleasant ,"Now miss Liddle." alerted him to the presence of a tall man reaching over a ratty looking bed.

Sora stood up to get a better look, and saw that the man was placing some gray objects on the arm of a now very battered looking Alice. He noticed that with each new object Alice's arm began to droop down a little. Puzzled he then noticed that the man was pulling these objects out of a grimy glass jar. He then understood, and angrily ripped the jar from the mans hand and flung it onto the floor. The remaining leaches flopped pathetically on the floor. The man then turned to face Sora, his face shocked then angry. Then, Sora woke up, in his bed, in his room. Chest bursting.