"So we can only contact Harry though his dreams?" Sora asked. He was seated across from the Librarian who was as usual closely studying Harry's book.

"Yes it would seem that way. They helped us by knocking him out cold in the alleyway. Unfortunately he didn't stay down long enough for our message to get through." He motioned Sora to come over and watch the incident that happened in the alleyway. Sora watched the cloaked figure that was harassing Harry carefully.

"That person wearing the cloak he seems familiar. He reminds me of an Organization XIII member named Axel. He was Roxas' best friend and helped me rescue Kairi."

The Librarian noodded. "I witnessed all of that when I viewed your book. However Axel sacrificed his life in a final attempt to destroy the nobodies that were attacking you...So its obvious that he could not be the person who you saw in that memory."

Sora nodded and walked over to the bookcase that he glanced at earlier. "Hey Librarian. These books what are they?" Sora placed his hands on the glass pane of the bookcase. The bookcase was made out of very sturdy wood and seemed to be more of a display case in a way. Inside twelve books sat there bindings seemed to be a special kind of black leather. The color of the leather was so deeply black that at first glance it would seem that they were cured in the shadows themselves. There were number in old Roman Numerals from I to XII.

The Librarian glanced up from the book again and took a look in the direction of the bookcase display. He made a sort of grunting noise then went back to his book. "I would think to a destroyer of Organization XIII the contents of that bookcase would seem pretty obvious."

"Huh!?" Sora said with a confused tone on his voice. "But there were thirteen total members of the Organization not twelve. Xemnas, Xigbar, Xaldin, Vexen, Lexaeus, Zexion, Saix, Axel, Demyx, Luxord, Marluxia, Larxene, and of course Roxas. But they all are dead or just disappeared. I am sure of it..."

"You were right Sora. Organization XIII is all but a distant memory. In fact you can find each of the member's finished books right here if you wish. However that doesn't mean the Organization itself was finished. Those books in that case are what the Organization has become. The Neo Organization."

Sora took a step back. "Neo Organization!? But how...I defeated them all...they were the most powerful of nobodies..."

"Sora you must remember nobodies are no longer created by the empty shells off hearts anymore. They are created by empty shells of souls. They are much more powerful then Organization XIII could ever become...however they gave up more then any person should to achieve that power."

"Their souls...why would someone do that..." Sora placed his hand on the glass of the display. "So these books...hold the identies and memories of all of the members!"

The Librarian merely nodded.

Sora noticed there was a giant shaped keyhole on the front of the display case. He had seen that pattern a lot before. The mark of a lock that can only be opened using the power of a keyblade. "Right then I gotta unlock it. We can stop them together. Then I can get back to my friends." He put his hand out expecting the keyblade to form as it did countless times before...

However it didn't...

"What the!? Where is the keyblade???"

The Librarian sat back down. "Your powers are fading. The longer you stay here the less you become yourself. Memories are the last thing to go. However there are ways to...quicken their disappearance." He glanced nervously at the fire that was constantly burning in the nearby fireplace. The place where his book lied. "But I would hardly recommend them."

Sora slammed his fist against the glass. The glass stood strong and didn't even show a crack. He then slid to the floor disappointment and his usual homesick feeling washed over him. "You know what Librarian...it really sucks here," He muttered.

"Yes it really does..." The Librarian said and continued studying Harry's book somewhat closer then he had before.


Harry himself was at that moment taking a train on his way to Hogwarts. Unlike pass years however the train was not filled with student but with teachers and the like. They would traditionally arrive a few weeks earlier then the students to give them a chance to organize their lesson plans and get ready for the long school year ahead.

"Excited?" Kingsley asked. He was sitting right across from Harry reading over some papers carefully.

"Yea you could say that..." Harry was gazing out a window a bit lost in his thoughts. He had read the second journal page countless times since he had had his fight with Ginny. Murderer or helper. Villain or Hero...which was Ansem? He had turned this question over in his head many times but still couldn't settle on one. To him Ansem could be an answer on how to defeat Voldermort without finding all of the scattered pieces of his dark soul. A way to end the war as soon as possible maybe. Was that worth trusting the writings and teachings of a man who may be just as evil?

Of course Ginny took over the other half of his thinking. He was still disappointed in himself for treating her the way he had back in Diagon Alley. He still had deep feelings for her. There was no way he could ever tell himself otherwise. Once this damn war is over...

Kingsley stretched a bit tired of looking over papers for a moment. "Hey you all right? You haven't said much so far...nervous about the first day?"

"I guess you could say that. I didn't think I would be on this train again after...well you know...it's gonna be difficult." Harry said. He remembered his first trip to Hogwarts all those years ago. When he first meant Ron and everyone else. He also remember that trading card he got with his chocolate frog. The first time he had ever seen Dumbledore.

"That is why we need a person like you Harry. You are a symbol of hope for all of the students. Even though they never showed it they all looked up to you...in one way or another...well except those bloody Slytherins." Kingsley grinned a little as he said that.

Harry returned the grin but then that faded. "A symbol...like an idol...isn't that what the Minister asked of me..."

Kingsley shrugged. "Wouldn't know...like I said before I quit that job. They were arresting everyone and everything they could get their hands on. They are looking for easy answers and pointing the fingers at everyone but themselves. They had the warnings and they ignored them."

Kingsley cleared his throat a little. "Actually now that we are on that particular subject. I had something more I wanted to discuss with you. My departure from the Ministry was not by myself. Some of my closest friends also left alongside me. They were on my team since I joined the Ministry and I would trust my life to them. When we get off this train they will be meeting us at the gates to the school. They will be patrolling the halls and keeping watch over the students. I had a couple of requests for you to consider..."

Harry nodded. "Go on..."

"The first one is...we would like to be named after that group you made...Dumbledore's Army...if it is alright with you, and the second is I want you to join our cause." Kinglsey sat back and waited for Harry's response to this.

Harry went back to looking out the window. "...you know about the prophecy right? How in the very end it will have to be me and Voldermort..."

Kingsley nodded. "I knew of the prophecy Harry but did not know the specifics..."

Harry sighed. "I have to fight him alone...I don't want to hurt anyone else or have any more people die for protecting me."

Kingsley bent forward and put a hand on Harry's shoulder. "I know what you have been through Harry...I have lost many people too and I would give anything to have them back, but this war is not a burden that you have to carry yourself."

Harry closed his eyes for a moment. The faces of Cedric, Sirius, and Dumbledore all flashed through his mind. "...alright...I'll join...and they can use the name."

Kingsley sat back again. "That is very excellent news Harry. They will be happy to hear that themselves." He went back to looking over the paperwork.

Harry hesitated a second then, "Hey Kingsley does the name Ansem mean anything to you?"

Kingsley nodded. "Yea I saw the name a minute ago...why...hey watch it!"

Harry had bolted to his feet so fast that he nearly smashed his head on the storage compartment above. "Where! Where did you see that name??"

Kingsley handed Harry a list of first years that would be attending the school that year. Right near the bottom of that list a name stood very clearly out. The ink almost burned right into Harry's mind.

Ansem Xenohart


"This castle will indeed be a challenge to overcome by the look of things. Tell me Voldermort what makes me want to have this place so badly?" Maleficent said.

Her and Voldermort were surrounding a long desk in a dark and foreboding room. Pete was standing nearby just barley in the doorway. A pale dim light was coming from the tip of Malicifent's wand as it carefully pointed out areas on what looked like a map of one of the floors from inside Hogwarts. The map was very similar to the marauders map that Harry had carried with him for years. However this map was showing positions of heartless and other horrors from within the castle.

"There are secrets hidden deep within this castle my dear witch. Secrets that could increase the Heartless' power far beyond what they are now. Plus plenty of room to create new and more menacing heartless...and who could forget the students themselves. Perfect subjects for some of our...tests wouldn't you say." Voldermort was also leaning partially over the map.

"So errrm Vollymort how do you suspect us is to infiltrate that there umm castle."

"Crucio!" Voldermort said immediately drawing his wand and pointing it at Pete. "How many times must I tell you...you annoying mutt. My name is Lord Voldermort. However in your simple case Dark Lord will work just as well." He released the spell to allow Pete to answer him.

Pete was withering on one knee after he had been overcome with the pain of the spell. He didn't yell anymore or fall completely to the floor. He had gotten quite used to the type of pain. "S...s...sorry Da...a..rk Lord it will not happen...again."

Malicificent sneered over in Pete's direction. "He does make a good point however. What is our plan for the attack. I say we unleash the full size of the army. We can take over in the castle in just under a few moments if we use our strength in numbers. We have millions of heartless at out disposal even as we speak."

Voldermort nodded. "You make a valid suggestion...however let us consider this. We are just two people. How are we to have complete control over an army of that magnitude. We would need...generals...so to speak."

She raised an eyebrow. "What exactly are you getting at?"

"Well I had the liberty using some of my own very advanced dark magic and a bit of power for the darkness to create some...helpers for us. I used the very power that lies in each and every heart. The power of emotion."

A small grin escaped her lips. "Sounds quite interesting...do you have a sample for me..."

Voldermort bowed down. "Of course." He looked towards a dark corner of the room. "You can come out now."

A figure staggered forward out of the darkness. His black hair covered his equally black eyes. His skin had turned many shades whiter since he was last seen. His robes now bore the blood red symbol of the heartless upon them. In front of them now stood what had once been Professor Snape.

"May I present to you Maleficent...the first emotion. Suffering." Lord Voldermort extended a hand toward the figure. At that point the figured bowed down low.

"I am yours to command Dark Lord." He said. His voice was different. It sounded much more empty. Much more dead.

Malicificent clapped. "He is perfect...how many of these specialties can we be expecting?"

Voldermort grinned. "Actually he is only the first. I have one other. He is at the school right now. Watching out soon to be pupils. Giving me all the information that I will need. I call him...Deception."

Malicificent smiled. "Your ideas are very well thought out Voldermort." Suddenly she raised her staff and Voldermort was slammed to the wall. "However...if you ever go above me again and use this power as your own...I will have you turned into a shadow. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR."

Voldermort struggled under her power. His wand laid uselessly by the feet of Suffering who seemed to not even notice what was going on.

"Yes...yes I apologize my queen."

The spell released and Voldermort went to the floor on one knee similar to the way Pete had been only moment earlier. Maleficent turned and left the room with a satisfied look in her eye. Pete followed cautiously behind her keeping one eye on Voldermort.

Voldermort looked up as she left. A look of rage and hatred flashed in his face. Don't worry Maleficent. You will become very close to deception after the castle and Potter's life is mine. I will have all the power that the darkness can give. And then I will take over this and everyone world. Just as the Superior predicted. I shall be the god that I deserved to be.

He stood up and brushed off his robes. Suffering still stared blankly ahead not moving an inch. Voldermort collected his wand. "Come my creation we still have to give you the proper finishing touches." He followed Malicifent's wake and left the room.


Meanwhile in a different castle, worlds away from Harry, Sora, or Voldermort, a king was pacing in his courtyard. He took glances up at the stars and watched as the stars started to disappear in more rapid numbers.

"...you were right Ansem the Wise...the end of all things is upon us again. The soulless ones..."

"King Mickey! King Mickey!"

The king looked up as a duck dressed fully in wizards robes came running up to him. He was being followed by a tall dog like person clad fully in bright silver armor.

"Yes Donald, Goofy. What do you need?"

Donald Duck took a moment to catch his breath. Goofy continued the conversation in his place. "It's Leon your majesty he is on his way here with everyone."

King Mickey nodded. "Yes I supposed he was. He must have been watching the stars too."

Goofy looked overhead. The sky was now completely black and only a handful of stars remained. "Garish did you really think it's happening again!?"

King Mickey nodded. "Yes and without Sora the darkness may win."

Donald regained his breath. "WHAT!! You don't think the heartless stand a chance do you majesty?"

Mickey just sighed and rubbed his chin. "It's too early to tell yet Donald. But for now we have to prepare for their arrival. I am going to go back to my chambers. You two extended are welcoming and lead them immediately to the throne room."

"At once your majesty!" Donald and Goofy said together and both bowed and immediately went out of the courtyard to get ready.

Mickey looked to the sky once more. "Sora...we need you now more then ever..." He went off towards his chambers. The last star that was in the sky blinked out just as he reached the entrance. The sky now was completely overcome with never-ending darkness.


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