Queen Minnie carefully opened the letter she was holding. It was from King Mickey, her husband, of course. She slid the parchment out of the envelope and read the letter.

Dear Minnie, it read, I really hope everyone is doing well back at the castle. The main reason I'm writing this letter is to tell you about a girl named Bridget. She became a heartless about a year ago, and her aim is to hunt down Sora. The strangest thing is, she doesn't work for Maleficent, Ansem, or anyone. The heartless just come to her. It's almost as if she's even stronger than Maleficent... But, if my idea is right, we may be able to stop her from hunting down Sora. And I think you're the one for the job...


Minnie nervously read the rest of the letter, wondering how on earth she was the one who was going to stop this girl, who was supposedly stronger than Maleficent. She began to near the end of the letter when she read...

I sent a photo of her. Remember what she looks like.
Love,
King Mickey

She dug her hand back into the envelope and pulled out a photo. The photo showed the picture of a young girl, with her brunette hair in her face and a tiny heartless in her arms...

At the same time, Bridget was pushing her way through the noisy crowd in the sand lot in Twilight Town. At last she came to a good spot near the stage.

"Welcome to this summer's Struggle Tournament!" the announcer said, "Who will be the champion this year? Roxas, Hayner, Siefer, or Setzer?"

The crowd cheered.

"Setzeeeeer!" the girls squealed, as the silver-haired man smiled mysteriously.

"First up, Roxas versus Hayner!" said the announcer.

Bridget watched as Roxas and Hayner whacked each other with their nerf bats, and hastily grabbing orbs. She felt a tug on her pant leg. She looked down to see a tiny heartless, sitting near her feet.

"What are you doing here?" Bridget mentally hissed. The heartless looked up.

"Something's here..." she said.

"Like what? Could it really be that bad?"

"Yes, yes it could..." Rose said, attempting to drag Bridget away by her pant leg.
Bridget followed Rose, craning her neck to see Roxas take the last swing on Hayner, as his spiky-haired friend fell backward in defeat.

"Where are we going anyway?" she asked as Rose let go of her pant leg and they walked into a dark alleyway.

"Not too far from here..." Rose said.

All of a sudden shadows swirled in front of them and began to form into a woman. She towered over them, her cape black and purple, with green swirls of magic coming from her staff. Rose squeaked in fear and melted into the shadows.

"Who are you?" Bridget asked.

"My name is of no importance," the woman said, "You are a fool, Bridget..."

"So maybe I am..." Bridget said, offended, "But why do you care?"

The woman shook her head, smiling.

"Poor, poor, child...Such a fool..."

She sunk back into the shadows, and Rose came out of hiding.

"What was up with that?" Bridget asked her, "You ran off like a scared puppy."

Rose looked embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself..."

Bridget started her way out of the alleyway, Rose following behind silently. They came back out to the sand lot, and saw Roxas standing onstage holding the champion belt up.

"And this summer's Struggle champion is...Roxas!"

Roxas was handed the trophy. Bridget smiled at the sight of her crush winning.

If only he liked me in return, she thought...