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Melissa walked slowly across the soft white sands. Her boots hardly lifting off the ground, she was far behind Raven who was competing for the lead with Jackson. "Can we stop for a bit?" Dona asked nervously. She, like Wesley and Melissa, had been having second thoughts about coming here.
"Fine but only for a few seconds." Jackson said stopping. Melissa looked around spotting a dock. Moving quickly, she walked across the old wooden planks holding it together. She reached the edge and sat down letting her feet dangle above the waters. A soft wind pushed the gentle waved toward her she watched them for a while allowing her mind to wander. She heard footsteps behind her, but for once she really wasn't afraid, for some reason the water relaxed her.
"Hey, mind if I join you?" asked the much calmer voice of Wesley. The Island seemed to be having the same affect on him, for he had calmed down considerably. Melissa nodded scooting over to make room for him. He sat next to her, and for a moment they just remained silent. "It's so peaceful here," he said softly. The two friends gazed out over the black waters in silence, only the sound of the waves could be heard. Melissa felt tired her senses were dulled by the atmosphere, but something kept her from falling asleep. As she stared out over the water, she felt that something was very wrong. "Does something seem wrong to you?" Wesley asked as if reading her mind. She nodded yawning widely. It was hard to concentrate with the peaceful scene in front of her, it was almost all she could do to prevent herself from falling asleep. The water looked black the only color was the reflection of the full moon, shimmering upon the calm surface of the ocean. Wait a second, Melissa thought her heart beating quickly, when they had left for the Island there had been no moon. She watched for not only was there a moon, but something was floating upon the waters. Melissa hopped off the dock and landing knee deep in the icy black water. "Melissa! Are you mad!?" Wesley asked shocked at her strange behavior.
"There is something in the water Wesley!" she called over her shoulder. "And the moon Wesley! Look at it!" There was a stunned silence as Wesley tried to piece together Melissa's sentences, or rather sentence fragments. Melissa fought through the water, pushing her way through it. It had seemed peaceful not so long ago, but now it was fighting against her with all its might. She continued to fight it though, not allowing herself to give in. Finally she reached it, the water stopped fighting against her, realizing at last that it had lost its battle. Melissa stood waste deep in the ocean, her entire body was bathed in soft moonlight. Then she saw the thing she had been trying to retrieve. A small bottle bobbed up and down gently in perfect synchronization with the water around it. There were objects inside the bottle that really caught Melissa's attention though. She scooped up the little bottle clutching it close to her.
"MELISSA LOOK OUT! HEARTLESS!" Someone cried from the shore, it sounded like Dona, though there was no way to be sure. Melissa looked up, the water was no longer peaceful but swarming with shadow. Huge yellow eyes stared up at her from its depths. Panic took over, control her, causing her to run toward the shore. She reached the sands and sprinted across to join the others. She looked around her.
"Over there!" she said pointing to the entrance to a cave. She raced toward it but two screams made her stop dead in her tracks. She turned around just in time to see Raven vanish beneath the ground in a puddle of darkness. Dona, who was MUCH taller, was now waist deep in the shadows. Melissa raced over grabbing Dona's hand. But it was useless, no matter how hard she tried she could not free her friend from the clutches of the Heartless. The screams eventually subsided as Dona vanished into the ground. Melissa felt Wesley grab her arm and drag her into the cave, but she could hardly see straight. That wasn't Dona, she thought to herself, Dona is ok, Dona is back at home asleep. Raven too, she though to herself.
"Melissa, please snap out of it." a desperate voice said. It sounded as if the speaker were on the verge of tears, and it cut through the peaceful fog of Melissa's mind like a knife. "Wake up, please." the voice continued. Melissa opened her eyes, she was lying on the cold floor of the cave, Wesley and Jackson were leaning over her. "The Heartless grabbed you and began pulling you under," the voice said, Melissa was surprised that it was Jackson who had been speaking to her. "We managed to pull you out, but we weren't sure it we were too late. Were felt heavy when I carried you, I though you had died." Jackson said softly. Melissa sat up leaning against the cold rock wall for support. "What are you holding?" Jackson asked suddenly. Melissa followed his gaze onto the bottle that was clutched tightly in her hand. She srugged and shook the bottle empting it. A folded up piece of paper fell onto the floor.
"I'm not sure what it is, I found it floating in the ocean." Melissa explained. The paper was worn and tattered with age, so she had to unfold it carefully to avoid damaging it even more. "It's a letter," she said softly after unfolding the first bit. The ink was smudged from the water on which the bottle had been floating on for who knew how long. "Kairi," she read aloud. "I would have put dear but you no longer consider me either friend nor acquaintance. I wish I could see you again before I am sentenced to whatever fate the Heartless have planned for me. I have little time before it happens, and no matter how horrible, I will take it. For I believe you to be right, never again shall I fight the Heartless. For the saying is true, you become what you fight." Melissa stopped choking back tears as she read on. "I must say that despite recent events I shall miss you greatly. I must say that I believe my life has finally come to an end, and my reign of Keyblade Master is over. No longer shall I..." Melissa trailed off allowing tears to flow freely down her cheeks. "No longer shall I torture the worlds with my horrible power. Maybe the next person shall do a better job then I. I have many regrets, but among the biggest are that I never saved Riku and the King. And also that I never said goodbye to you properly. Donald and Goofy sit next to me as I write this, for they too are at the mercy of the Heartless. What these merciless creatures have in store for us, I cannot say for sure. But this will probably be the last you ever hear from me. I wish I had not brought Donald and Goofy into this for I wish them not to perish for my mistakes. Please, if you ever find Daisy or the Queen, please explain to them what happened. Despite the strange formality of my letter it was meant only to get a simple point across: I'll miss you. So now I say my final goodbye to everything I knew and loved. And if I ever survive this, I shall never fight again, less I put the worlds into greater peril. Goodbye Kairi, goodbye forever, sincerely Sora. P.S. If you believe this letter to be forged, then I have enclosed something to wipe out the doubt. Consider it my last present to you." Melissa was glad there was no more to read for she could no longer form words. Jackson and Wesley seemed to be at a loss for anything to say, the emotion in the letter had hit the three children like a blow from the Darkside Heartless.
"It could be a fake," Jackson said after a long painful silence. "After all we're not sure, whatever gift he left her is probably long gone by now." Melissa shook her head. She had unfolded the last part of the letter and the gift hand fallen into her hand.
"It's him," she muttered clenching her fist. She opened her hand and held up the present it gleamed in the dim light. A chain, a necklace. Melissa's heart felt a knife of emotion pierce it. As her visible eye fell on the all to familiar charm. A silver crown dangled from the end. There was no doubt who it belonged to. "It's Sora."