Author's Note: I stopped writing this holiday season due to new games, fun stuff, ect. However, out of morbid curiosity, I went to a Kingdom Hearts message board. The information, theories, and so forth, is mind boggling, along with info on the sequel and Final Mix, the closest thing we can get to a sequel.

Surprisingly, my story is very accurate with what I learned, and I will continue to keep it as accurate as possible. Enjoy.

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The voice was gone, thank God, but he heard another one...he couldn't respond, though, and everything was flying before his eyes; everything that had happened, starting from the beginning, but...so dark...

"Sora...?"

Blackness. Man, was he confused. It was strange; there were the worlds...

"Sora?!"

People, too. Alice. Tarzan. Hercules. Aladdin. Ariel. Jack Skellington. Peter Pan. Pinocchio. Goofy and Donald. Goofy and Donald. They were my pals, I remember that. Stuck by me all the time-... King Mickey. King Mickey?

"Sora!"

Other people. Leon. Cloud. Aeris. Yuffie. Cid. Selphie, Wakka, and Tidus, his Destiny Island chums. His friends. Friends?

"Sora!!"

Friends? Riku. Kairi. They were his friends. He saw them all, everyone, all the worlds. It flew by him in a blur of colors, but he spotted everyone. But a few people...

"Please Sora, wake up!"

Riku. Kairi. King Mickey. Donald and Goofy. They were especially clear. They were his friends. His...friends.

"Gawrsh...He's out cold! Sora!!!"

This voice. Those voices. He heard them, but it never occurred to him to wake up, to respond. This voice. It was Goofy's. Strange now, everything was black. But he heard Goofy. His...friend.

Sora. That was him. Who he was. And Goofy and Donald, they were with him too, squabbling and shouting. Someone else, too, a girl. Kairi? No. It was Queen Minnie, Sora supposed. But a nagging voice came to him...You can't hear voices when you're dead. You should stop. Dead? That didn't seem right. And he couldn't stop them, nor could he stop the shaking. Someone was shaking him, Sora realized, and suddenly a flash of white...

"He opened his eyes!"

Lots of people crowding around him. But everything was blurry, like a really bad movie, and the voices seemed so distant. He could see Goofy and Donald, though, and Goofy was shaking him, his head bouncing back and forth like a doll. It hurt, boy oh boy. It hurt.

"Stoppit."

"What?"

"Stoppit. You're hurting my head."

Goofy dropped him and Sora's head slammed into the ground, a burst of sizzling stars flew in front of his eyes, and he moaned. But now he was awake, and everything was clear. His head throbbed, though, and pounded like a racing heart.

"You idiot! You dropped him!" Donald.

"Gawrsh, I'm sorry Sora." Goofy.

"It's all right, you guys. Where am I?" Him. Himself. Sora.

"You're at King Mickey's Palace. Oh dear, King Mickey's not here, though." This time, Queen Minnie spoke. Sora looked around for the first time, and noticed a giant white castle. Another duck was standing next to Donald. His girlfriend? Sora didn't remember Donald having a girlfriend, but he mentioned Daisy once in the coliseum. Ah. So it was Daisy.

"Hi Daisy."

"Hi Sora, are you okay? You've been out for a half hour!" She replied. Half hour? It felt like a minute...and an eternity. Sora got up to his feet, and tried to grin, though with his head pounding, it came out like a grimace. Sora supposed it was, actually.

"My head hurts bad. I think I need to rest a little, I'm all worn out."

"That's understandable. I was about to suggest we all retire to our chambers when you got here, but then you blacked out and--"

"Queen Minnie, there's no need to worry him. We'll all go to sleep, and we can talk in the morning." Goofy said, clapping Sora on the back. Another flash of white, and his head throbbed even harder. Goofy was abusing him to no end. Right as he was walking in...

Rested up? Good. Because tomorrow everything will start. Riku will be waiting for you, my friend, along with a certain "King."

Who are you?! Why are you telling me these things?!

But the voices stopped, and Sora was alone in his head.

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-The next morning-

Time has a funny way of passing by. It slows down at certain parts, and it zips by at others. That morning, Sora could not remember for the life of him what happened. It was a blur, a blur of colors, people; Sora couldn't remember anything. It wasn't until he came that every stopped, but when it did, time slowed down to a crawl.

What he did remember was he had a dreamless night, and the morning, everyone was cheerful as usual. No one talked to Sora about the day before; in fact, no one talked to Sora at all, save Donald and Goofy. But he couldn't remember what they said. He could only remember thinking about Kairi and Riku. "Riku will be waiting for you, my friend, along with a certain "King." It had said. Time had slowed when he thought about these things; the morning dragged on. But despite his excitement, Sora was scared. Dark things were happening, all right, and Sora had no clue what to do about it.

The voice, Sora thought with a shock. The voice was mine. Then time was a blur again, until the final event.

He looked like Sora, he even spoke like Sora...but Sora knew...

Time slowed. Sora saw himself in a cloak. The hooded Sora spoke.

Hello, Keyblade master.

Time stopped. Sora was now looking at a door.

Go through the door if you want to know the truth. And you know you do. Fate is waiting.