Hello again. This is Anonys. The chapters aren't very long in this story because I try to make a new one every time they change worlds. It might be a little confusing (and very overwhelming), but I'll give an explanation of the situation in the story. If you have any questions at all or if you need a better explanation, feel free to e-mail me anytime. Now, on to the disclaimer!

None of the characters in this story belong to me except Amarak, the Council, the main character, and Tifa in the KH world. All the others belong to Funimation, Squaresoft, and Disney. Enjoy.

Chapter II - Demon Diary / Kingdom Hearts

(feel free to skip this part and come back later if it's too confusing ')

Before we get too involved in this story, let me tell you a little bit about myself and the life of a guardian. In actuality I'm 19 years old with brown hair and hazel eyes. Yes, I'm a woman as well --. Because my job requires me to fit into so many different roles, I have to change my appearance and age to fit the world I'm in. Yes, sometimes I even have to change my gender as well (though I don't like staying in those worlds for too long, very uncomfortable).

The first world that I visited was a somewhat peaceful place that went by the common name: Dual Hearts. Wait, you don't know what common names and Link worlds (mentioned earlier) are, do you? Sorry. Let me explain. A Link world is a world that is at the central meeting point of several other worlds. In some Link worlds, you can see, visit, or in some cases, dream of the connected worlds. Take your own world for example. You have these things called video games, books, and movies. Do you know how these came to be? Well, I'm not really sure whether peoples' dreams create other worlds or if peoples' dreams and ideas come from other worlds, but either way, a Link world provides a "link" to the worlds around it. Each Link world has a regular guardian just like it's branching worlds, but it also has a Link guardian. Link world guardians maintain the relations between all the worlds in a sector. They may originate from their Link world, but they don't always live there.

Link worlds are grouped into sectors and the branching worlds are given numbers along with code letters from their main Link world. Thus they get their "code name." However, you wouldn't want to build a summer home in world KH:451, would you? Just as your world is called Earth, not Sector E, each Link world and branching world has its own "common name" that is used by the inhabitants of that world. Each branching world has its own guardian. Their job is to maintain peace in their own world. In some, people even know they exist. Take world MR:42 (better known to you as Dragon Ball), their guardians live near them and sometimes make known contact with their people.

Sorry for the overwhelming info there. I'll make sure to explain it little by little during the story to avoid further confusion. Here's a start: guardians live in or visit different worlds, trying to maintain the balance of power and equality. If anything were to happen that would disrupt that balance...I try not to think of the consequences.

"So what does this mean then?" I asked Amarak as we pursued the creature.

"It means that there's something dark brewing here. Sorry, but you won't be able to sit on your butt any longer," he answered with a grin.

"Oh shut up," I replied. We chased the creature down another two flights of stairs. By this time I was hopelessly lost and, even with wings, I was having a hard time trying to keep up with the creature. Doors and pathways passed by in a blur as we sped down further into the castle. The chase reminded me of another time like this, back when I was still a young guardian...

"Wait up Squall! You're going too fast!" yelled the young girl as she chased after her brown-haired friend.

"Slowpoke! I bet even Aeris can run faster than you!" The boy, named Squall, called back as he ran on. He slowed down enough for her to catch up to him, a wide smile spreading across his face. The two friends had just returned from a visit to the gardens beneath the castle. The girl's heavy breathing echoed down the hallway as they slowed to a walk.

"Man, Tifa," Squall exclaimed, "I swear, you get weaker and weaker every day."

"Well, it's not as if I plan on becoming a world-class sprinter anytime soon!" She replied once she got her breath back.

"But really, you should start practicing more," he said. "You can ask one of the grownups to teach you sword-fighting or something."

She stopped and looked down. "I don't really like swords..."

Squall looked back at her. He started to get a little edgy when he noticed the tears welling up in her eyes. "W-why not? I mean, you never mind when Ansem and I are practicing."

"I don't know...I just...I just feel...scared whenever I'm facing someone who has a sword. Anyway, you guys don't look at anything else when you're practicing. All of your attention is focused on the movements of your opponent. You don't seem like a danger to me, that's all."

A spark came into his eyes as an idea crossed his mind. "This wouldn't have anything to do with those dreams you've been having, would it? You told me a few days ago about a crazy, silver-haired man with a long sword that always attacked you in your nightmares."

"Well, that might be it, but I don't think they're just dreams."

"Then what are they?" he asked.

"I think they're memories of home."

"Oh," whispered Squall. "I didn't think you remembered anything from your home."

"Not a whole lot, actually," she replied, "But you know how memories work. Things you'd think were long-forgotten reappear in your dreams. That's why some soldiers have such bad nightmares. Hey, isn't that Yuffie and Aeris?" She pointed down the corridor to two light shapes slowly walking toward them. The two girls could be heard arguing even as they walked down the hallway.

"There's no way that he liked you more than me! He was listening to me the entire time!" Aeris yelled at her companion, not even noticing the two silent figures down the hall.

"Well, no wonder, considering you wouldn't shut up! It looked more like he wanted to get a word or two in before you let loose any more of your big ego!" Yuffie retorted as they stopped a few feet away from their silent watchers.

"At least I'm not a flat-chested little peck with nothing but a pointy little rock to fight with!" was Aeris's angry reply.

"You wanna say that again, big-mouth?" Yuffie said as she faced Aeris and pulled out her Shuriken.

"I'd love to, peck!" Aeris drew out her staff. The two looked as if they were about to pound one another into the marble floor.

"You do know that fighting is restricted to the training area only, right?" Squall asked.

"Squall!" the girls exclaimed, noticing him for the first time.

"Even though I'd love to see just how much you two really hate each other, I have to warn you about how much Ansem hates it when pieces of his castle are broken off in fights between his students," he explained casually.

"Uh. We didn't even see you there...You didn't hear anything, did you?" Aeris asked forcefully.

"Because if you did, I'd hate to be where you are right now," Yuffie said as she glared at him menacingly.

Tifa, trying hard not to laugh, interjected. "We didn't hear anything as far as we're concerned, right Squall?" She looked over at him and he nodded.

"What do you two want anyway?" He asked.

"Well, Ansem and some cute guy are having a 'grown-up's only' talk in the main hall and they asked us to first," Aeris raised a finger, "get you two, and to second," she raised up another, "find someone else's time to waste."

"Yeah. He can be really rude when company's around," Yuffie added.

"What exactly did this 'cute guy' look like?" Tifa asked.

"Well I guess cute would be an understatement for this guy. Did you see the eyes on him?" Yuffie asked Aeris. "I was feeling shivers the whole time."

"Yeah, and those clothes? I always said men looked hot in uniforms." Aeris added.

"Well, I wouldn't call it a uniform," Yuffie argued. "It looked more like a casual dinner suit to me."

"Casual dinner suit my butt. There is no way he is going to a dinner in that!" Aeris argued back.

"Well, who are you to know? We don't even know his name. How can you be sure he's not going to a dinner party, hmm?"

"Well if I know suits, and trust me I know suits, that is definitely NOT a dinner suit! Someone who could buy a suit that expensive wouldn't waste time at a dinner party, he'd be too busy ordering his personal butler to get more champagne!"

"You wanna bet?" Yuffie snapped.

"Yeah, I do!" Aeris countered. Once more, their weapons appeared in their hands.

"Umm, I think we'll be heading to the main hall now if that's all right with you two?" Tifa interjected. The two girls came out of their rage enough to nod to her and move apart so the two could make their way down the hall. The girls' fight commenced as the two friends headed to the main hall.

"You'd think they want to kill each other by the way those two fight," Squall commented.

"I await the day they finally realize that they only hate each other because they're so much alike," Tifa said and got an answering laugh from her companion.