Here it is my next chapter. Its still setting up the main plot, so bear with me for just a few more. Enjoy. Bdon

So much to do, so little time.

Take your time, don't be afraid.

The door is still shut.

Now step forward, can you do it?

It was a beautiful sunny day on Destiny Island. The birds were singing their heartfelt songs of joy, the psalm trees were dancing to the song of the birds in the cool gentle breeze. The waves lapped up to the shore, only to retreat again into the deep blue ocean. The scent of coconuts and bananas was strong and fragrant and alluring to anyone who passed along the beautiful retreat. It was the perfect island day. Yet standing there in the cemetery, no one was enjoying it.

The island had just returned to a state of normality about two weeks ago. People were reuniting with their lost loved ones, and returning to their homes to figure out just what the fuzzy happened in their lives. In truth no one could remember the night that the heartless attacked their world and it was engulfed in complete and total darkness, but they could seem to remember something being horribly wrong. The mayor and city council of the town set about repairing the minor damages done to the houses and shore line, and preceded to tell every one that a horrible storm had hit out of thin air and caused this massive disarray. This calmed the general public on the surface, but in their hearts they all knew it was something else that had caused this.

Most families were reunited with those they lost, all except for two. Sora's mother and Riku's father had for the longest time searched for their sons, only to find out that their quests were in vain. Kairi, the only one on the island who actually could remember that horrible day, told them that their sons had traveled off the night of the "storm" to try to and save the world, and that they would return soon to their loved ones. One night the adults found the raft that the boys were supposed to use to escape the island and adventure to new worlds in pieces on the dock, along with the boys wooden swords.

So on this perfect island day, the entire town was gathered at the cemetery to honor the fallen boys Sora and Riku. It was a day of tears and mourning for all except one girl, Kairi. When asked why she was not crying she said simply "They are coming back."

"Poor girl" whispered one of the town's folk.

"She has yet to understand death" said another.

Yet it was Kairi who knew the truth, neither Sora nor Riku was dead, they were in fact out saving the world right now. Saving the world, who would have though her Sora to be a hero. Yet in the back of her mind she always knew it. "Did I just call him my Sora?" she thought "I guess that is what I truly think of him." She giggled to herself, then immediately chocked down a sob. She tried not to cry, but eventually the floodgates broke. She could taste the salt in her mouth, and feel the burn in her cheeks. "Oh Sora I miss you so much," she chocked out, "please hurry back to me like you promised."

"I'll be back for you soon Kai, you can count on it."

"Do you think she is ready?" said the one cloaked man.

"Not yet, but she will be soon" said the other.

"What about the other children?"

"All in good time, all in good time."