"Sora!" called her voice. "I know you will," she echoed again. Just then,
the ground split, and no matter how hard he tried to hold her hand, there
was nothing he could do. As he tried to hang to his love, their grasps
split. He reached out in desperation, as did she. They both strove to
hold each other again. Neither had lost hope.
"Sora!" wailed a voice as Sora snapped back to attention.
The young, brown haired boy and his two companions, the duck and the dog sat quietly on a rock alongside the path they had been walking. "Sora, you dozed off there, we were worried," stated the tall, long nosed dog. "What were ya thinking about?" questioned the stout duck. "Nothing. Let's get a move on, we've only got so much time," asserted the pensive boy.
And so, Sora, Donald, and Goofy continued following the path that the now rising sun represented. The trio traveled through forests and plains, hills and fields, never doubting their fearless leader. They walked for quite a long time; all three were growing tired and hungry as the sun reached its apex. A short later, they all stopped abruptly at the edge of a lake. The sun shone brightly across its placid surface. Donald and Goofy looked from side to side. "What now Sora? Where should we go?" questioned an anxious Donald.
But Sora didn't hear Donald's inquiry, his eyes were closed and his mind focused. "Sora?" repeated Donald. Just then, Sora took a step forward. He placed his foot down and just when it seemed he would plunge headfirst into the lake, his foot rested on the shimmering river of golden light. The reflecting sunlight suddenly glowed even brighter and a very clear gold path appeared. "See, you just have to believe and anything can happen," stated Sora.
Ever so cautiously, Donald and Goofy stepped forward onto the golden path. And so they went, walking in wonder with the glowing pathway beneath them. A minute later, the three stood at the point where the sunlight stopped. As they looked behind them, the river of gold that they had walked on had all but disappeared. They stood on the only remaining section of light on the lake. Donald and Goofy dared not question Sora, they could already tell that he knew what came next. And so Sora thrust the Keyblade into the air pointing it directly at the sun. "Believe" was all he said. He closed his eyes and pictured Kairi, he remembered the last time he had seen her.
"Promise," he had yelled as the worlds separated. "Remember my promise!" She hadn't heard them, but he knew she wouldn't forget him. He intended to return to her, no matter what it took. Slay a thousand heartless monsters, travel a thousand galaxies, risk his life time and time again, he would do whatever it took to return to her. He held a power stronger than any barriers that could stand in his was; he had the power of love.
As Sora opened his eyes, he no longer looked towards the sun; he was staring into the glowing crest of a moon. He glanced to his right and to his left and saw Donald and Goofy standing with him. He thrust his hand and the Keyblade into the air; he was overcome with the joy of what he had done. He had done the impossible; the barriers that he had been told would separate the planets forever had not prevented him from his journey. He had traveled to another world, and one he knew well.
Sora suddenly felt a soft tingling feeling on the back of his neck and his hairs stood on end. As he whipped around quickly, he saw a cloaked figure waiting at the end of the short corridor. He walked confidently forward and stopped, poised, just feet from the cloaked creature. There were no distinct features of the person, all was hidden in the darkness deep within the hood. "You have come at last," stated a powerful voice as he took a step forward. "Who are you?" asked Sora sternly.
"Who I am is not so important as to what I have to say. The Heartless have returned, you will find you journey more difficult when having to deal with them. But you will defeat them, there are fewer of the, but they possess far greater power. Never fear, the power of the Keyblade will protect you. They wanted you to have this, I am sure it will help you in your journey," state the voice as an arm extended, dropping a small object into Sora's hand. "Good luck Key Barer, and never stop believing." ended the cloak, as it turned and vanished into thin air.
"That voice. Always there." muttered Sora to himself as he closed his hand around the object and turned around.
The young, brown haired boy and his two companions, the duck and the dog sat quietly on a rock alongside the path they had been walking. "Sora, you dozed off there, we were worried," stated the tall, long nosed dog. "What were ya thinking about?" questioned the stout duck. "Nothing. Let's get a move on, we've only got so much time," asserted the pensive boy.
And so, Sora, Donald, and Goofy continued following the path that the now rising sun represented. The trio traveled through forests and plains, hills and fields, never doubting their fearless leader. They walked for quite a long time; all three were growing tired and hungry as the sun reached its apex. A short later, they all stopped abruptly at the edge of a lake. The sun shone brightly across its placid surface. Donald and Goofy looked from side to side. "What now Sora? Where should we go?" questioned an anxious Donald.
But Sora didn't hear Donald's inquiry, his eyes were closed and his mind focused. "Sora?" repeated Donald. Just then, Sora took a step forward. He placed his foot down and just when it seemed he would plunge headfirst into the lake, his foot rested on the shimmering river of golden light. The reflecting sunlight suddenly glowed even brighter and a very clear gold path appeared. "See, you just have to believe and anything can happen," stated Sora.
Ever so cautiously, Donald and Goofy stepped forward onto the golden path. And so they went, walking in wonder with the glowing pathway beneath them. A minute later, the three stood at the point where the sunlight stopped. As they looked behind them, the river of gold that they had walked on had all but disappeared. They stood on the only remaining section of light on the lake. Donald and Goofy dared not question Sora, they could already tell that he knew what came next. And so Sora thrust the Keyblade into the air pointing it directly at the sun. "Believe" was all he said. He closed his eyes and pictured Kairi, he remembered the last time he had seen her.
"Promise," he had yelled as the worlds separated. "Remember my promise!" She hadn't heard them, but he knew she wouldn't forget him. He intended to return to her, no matter what it took. Slay a thousand heartless monsters, travel a thousand galaxies, risk his life time and time again, he would do whatever it took to return to her. He held a power stronger than any barriers that could stand in his was; he had the power of love.
As Sora opened his eyes, he no longer looked towards the sun; he was staring into the glowing crest of a moon. He glanced to his right and to his left and saw Donald and Goofy standing with him. He thrust his hand and the Keyblade into the air; he was overcome with the joy of what he had done. He had done the impossible; the barriers that he had been told would separate the planets forever had not prevented him from his journey. He had traveled to another world, and one he knew well.
Sora suddenly felt a soft tingling feeling on the back of his neck and his hairs stood on end. As he whipped around quickly, he saw a cloaked figure waiting at the end of the short corridor. He walked confidently forward and stopped, poised, just feet from the cloaked creature. There were no distinct features of the person, all was hidden in the darkness deep within the hood. "You have come at last," stated a powerful voice as he took a step forward. "Who are you?" asked Sora sternly.
"Who I am is not so important as to what I have to say. The Heartless have returned, you will find you journey more difficult when having to deal with them. But you will defeat them, there are fewer of the, but they possess far greater power. Never fear, the power of the Keyblade will protect you. They wanted you to have this, I am sure it will help you in your journey," state the voice as an arm extended, dropping a small object into Sora's hand. "Good luck Key Barer, and never stop believing." ended the cloak, as it turned and vanished into thin air.
"That voice. Always there." muttered Sora to himself as he closed his hand around the object and turned around.