Kairi sat alone in the large tower room that she had been held captive in for the past month or so. She was not the simple fun loving girl from before, no, she was more serious. The attacks and the deaths of all she held near and dear to her had darkened her mind and soul. She was more aware of what was going on around her, more suspicious too. She gave a sigh of deep depression and wished that those foul creatures would come and end her life already. It had been too long- Sora was never coming back. He would never save her. She laughed, why had she fooled herself for so long? He had never cared for her he was like every other teenage boy she had ever met. Never interested in her the person always interested in her the body. She whipped a tear from her eye and hugged her legs tightly. Why did this happen to her? She thought, First memories of a life she could not remember, and then she had lost her heart. Finally regaining it she had lost Riku and Sora. Sora returned to her but by her reckoning did not care for her anymore and to top it off she was tortured by being locked in this dank dungeon/tower. Suddenly she heard a key turning in the lock of the door and she braced herself for yet another beating by one of the monsters that roamed this mansion. The Door creaked open slowly and she gasped, standing dead centre in the doorway was Sora, his Keyblade Oathkeeper in his hands he looked battered and bruised but still alive and full of vengeful energy, 'Sora!' She jumped up and hugged him tight, sobbing into his shoulder, 'Hello Kairi' Sora smiled and quickly dabbed his own eyes...

Tyra dreamed. Lost in Darkness. Drifting away from the light. Shimmering white letters appeared in front of him in a foreign tongue, yet he could read it as clear as day: "Brace yourself my son, for what you are about to see will change your life and ceil your fate" it read, "Do you wish to turn back?" Tyra thought until he replied, 'No' "Then I will show you where you came from" The Darkness disappeared and Tyra found himself on his island, "Three hundred years ago, the past" The writing stated. Tyra was hovering above the ground he watched as a storm blustered away over the island. It seemed so familiar. Then he cried out in alarm as another version of himself clambered out of a boat and onto the island. This couldn't be right; it was three hundred years ago! He watched as he talked his last words to Rhina and the where transported from their world. He followed Rhina down a dark tunnel and watched as he was born to a young woman on another island very much like his own, 'I will name him Sora' the woman said. Darkness again. "Shut your eyes" the writing said, "For you are about to witness the glory, the light of your Lord, your father... Brightness and then a sweet yet strong voice, 'It is I!'