For a moment or so, we waited anxiously, not entirely sure what would happen. Just as a steady rain began to pour, we headed inside. We ducked into the Emporium, where we found an appallingly sickening array of toys.

"What's this?" I asked, poking a toy duck full of teeth and riddled with bloody bullet holes. That was when it sprang to life and snapped at me, quacking viciously.

Naturally, I shrieked; backing into a display of robotic-dragon toys... with real flame thrower action!

"YOWWWWWWW!!!!!" I howled, rushing back to my friends.

"What did you do?" Kat asked unamused.

"Now I know how Sid felt at the end of Toy Story!" I whimpered. That's when I got pelted in the back of the head with a small soft yellow ball. I spun around to see a toy Zurg laughing, "Destroy Buzz Lightyear!"

"Lets go," Mickey said hastily, "We need to keep an eye out for Chernabog." I was glad to leave. Right before we left, I arrogantly stuck my tongue out at the twisted toy store, only to get rewarded by another one of Zurg's evil Nerf balls to the nose.

We maneuvered by the Crystal Palace, where we could meet and greet a hallucinogenic display of Winnie the Pooh's foes, the Heffalumps and Woozles. But Adventureland was no more inviting. As we stepped into the African Jungle, we felt extremely intimidated by an unknown force. It was made obvious as to what it was as a gunshot rang out and the three of us hit the dirt rather quickly, and we found Clayton towering over us.

"Terribly sorry, lads," he sneered unapologetically, "There is a king's ransom on Sabor's pelt, and I know he's here somewhere." and with that he marched off into the darkening depths.

Even before we reached the Magic Carpets of Jafar, I made the decisive cut through the underpass to Frontierland; seeing a view of Injun Joe's island across the river.

"What's that noise?" Kat growled and hissed as she wrenched her ears,

"If I didn't know any better," I grumbled,"I'd say that's Alameda Slim's yodeling on the ambiance. God, that's pathetic," Mickey seemed to agree; he yanked his hat over his ears.

We progressed to Liberty Square, only to find the Haunted Mansion was now much bigger, creepier, and horrifying than ever before.

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Archemon: And if you remember a few chapters ago, that's pretty hard to imagine.

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Mickey read the sign, "9,999,999 unhappy haunts await you inside," he read out loud, "They're dying to meet you. See your worst fears come alive!"

"Well, since you put it that way, the original doesn't sound bad at all." I digressed.

"Oh how bad could it be?" Kat sighed as she waltzed in. She wasn't gone for a full minute when she came running back out in sheer terror.

"What?!" I yelped as I tried to pry her off my leg, "What is it?!"

"R-r-really really d-d-deep pool!"

I rolled my eyes, "Oh, come on Kat!"

"And the whole cast of Hellsing! Having a pool party! Listening to the songs from High School Musical!"

I lifted my head, "Damn, that's just not cool."

She clung tighter to my leg. "Take me away! I promise I'll never take you on the Haunted Mansion ever again!" I quickly hobbled away; Katherine still stuck firmly to my leg.

Even more anxious, I started a conversation with Mickey as we headed into Fantasyland. "Hey, Mickey, are you holding up okay?"

"Yeah... but this place gives me the creeps..."

No kidding. Ursula's Grotto? Captain Hook's flight? Dumbo's Flying Pink Elephants? The Queen of Heart's Mad Guillo-tine Party? Pete's Phillarmagic? Lady Tremaine's Onyx Carrousel? The Many Adventure's of Heffalumps and Woozles?

"At least 'It's a Small World is still the same" I said as I pointed to the sign. It was odd that this ride was unchanged.

"Maybe they thought the song was scary enough." Kat suggested, clearly joking. So we laughed and boarded.

But little did we know that what they actually DID change was the length of the ride to five hours. no sooner we found this out, all three of us threaded water running out of there.

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Hunter: Damn, and I thought that our plot was evil.

Rapier: No kidding, this makes our plan look like nothing.

Archnemon: How'd you guys get in here?

Mistress 9: Yeah, what gives you the right to break into the fourth wall?

Hunter: .......

Rapier: ........

Bellatrix: *takes out wand* I say we have ourselves a little German and Russian barbecue, any takers?

GLaDOS: I say we bake them into cakes.

Hunter: ..... FLEE

Rapier: ....... FLEE!! *waves sword above head* WITH MIND BULLETS!!!

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By now my nerves were shot. "I can't take it anymore!" I cried, "Possessed toys! High School Musical! Redundant Music!? I'm gonna go insane!"

"I knew we couldn't trust Hades." Kat growled, "This place is playing mind games with us."

"What can we do?"

"Not much," Mickey said regretfully, "Not until Chernabog shows up anyway....."

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Hours passed. There was no sign of Chernabog, nor the portal that lead back into the real world. Worse yet, each hour that went by only increased our paranoia. Kyle jumped at every sound and shadow, even if it was himself. It was a sorry sight, but it was understandable. There was no way to truly guess what would happen next.

Thus, we humored our anxious energy by staking a spot in the central hub and pacing in the area; but it did little to calm any of us. More ever, we kept a sharp look out for Chernabog, but the gargoyle never reared his ugly head; figureatively and literally.

As night fell, and even more darkness shrouded the land, we were all mentally exhausted. It had been almost a whole day, and Chernabog never showed up.

"You guys sleep," I offered, "I'll keep watch," Without complaining, Mickey and Kyle both curled up in a safe corner, and went out in no time flat. I remember just how loud Kyle was snoring that night. I was still too preoccupied with this whole thing, the whole evil plot that the villains were up to. To think that it all started with excessive trips on one ride. Now, here I was, consciously aware of myself; but no better off. I was still Stitch. I solemnly looked at my four claws, and it hit me just how much I missed my old self. you'd be surprised just how much you can miss something when it's gone. Sure, I could climb walls, lift heavy things, and my senses were so much more heightened than that of a normal human, but none of it meant anything.

But now it was payback time. As Chernabog and Maleficent had stolen by pride, I was to do the same. Maleficent was already checked off, now it was only Chernabog that we'd have to take down. A lot was at stake here, and we were not going to go down easily. I then figured if I was to be at my best, I would also catch a few fleeting hours of sleep as well. Cautiously, I curled up next to Kyle and allowed myself to drift off; I was sure if something happened, my ears would pick it up.

Only to wake up amid a raging inferno! I found Kyle and Mickey were already awake. The fire licked higher, shooting at least twenty feet high. All three of us were crowded upon a tiny rock; frozen in panic, confusion, and dread.

That's when he appeared. Rising gradually from the flames below, he towered over us; terrifying more than anything the human imagination could ever come up with. His malicious and greedy white eyes cast down upon us in a sense of pure triumph. He spread his great arms and his gargantuan wings; certain of our approaching doom.

Then, a nasty assortment of inccubi and concubbi swept down like starved vultures at us. Mickey zapped, I snapped and clawed, and Kyle... well... Kyle swatted, but they rained down on us like torrents. It got to the point where the waves became so heavy it was futile fighting them all off. It sure seemed like we were done for...