Sora fastened his hand around his Keyblade. Ansem was mightier than ever, now in his full Kingdom Heart form. Donald and Goofy were down, but not out. Sora was alone. He had fought so many battles by their side, he didn't know if he could go on. But even now, as Ansem, in his monstrous form, Sora stood tall.

"You obviously underestimated the power of darkness, boy!" Ansem yelled down. "I have opened the door to every man's heart. Soon you shall all be consumed by the heartless!"

"You can take my heart, but you could never take the feelings I have had, the choices I have made, the path that I had followed with can rip it from my body, but never my soul." Sora courageously looked up at him. He cackled.

"Silly, silly boy." Ansem grinned. " You think we're nearly through? Its only beginning!"

He then raised his hand to deliver a blow that would no doubt kill Sora if it landed. But something happened...

They were on a beach. The island that he was sure he had destroyed. But more importantly, he was in human form again.

"Wha..." Ansem said, looking around. "Did you do this boy?"

Sora was unsure how to answer him. He had not done anything, other then stand up to him.

"I told you. You can never take my soul." He smiled. Ansem grimaced, then looked up. It was night time now, and the moon illuminated their bodies, making their flesh seem like conduits of power. Ansem grinned at the sight he beheld. A single star twinkling in the distance.

"Well." He said, turning back to Sora. "It seems I was right. We are just beginning."

He cackled, and started to fade into darkness. Nothingness. He was gone within seconds. Sora shook his head and ran over to where Goofy and Donald lay.

"Garsh, Sora. Did we win?" He said, scratching his head once he sat up.

"I don't think so. I think we have one final keyhole to seal before it's through." He said, staring up at the single star.

* * *

The voices...

Spike sat in darkness in the basement below the school. He never felt so alone, yet so smothered. Every person he'd ever killed, all there, at once. He wished he could rip out his brain and stomp on it until the thoughts went away. Oh the pain. He wondered how Angelus dealt with it when he first received his soul, and how he refrained from staking himself.

Spike used be be madly in love with Drusilla. He never understood her. Her rambles, her visions, nothing. He only understood their passion. Their crazy love for each other. But now he did. He finally understood the driving force that made her crazy. The force that made her see the stars through the ceiling. He felt if the voices went on anymore that he too would be like that. He didn't want to be. He was always used to being the level headed one, and if he was to be crazy, then what?

"The stars..." He could hear Drusilla talking, even though she wasn't there.

"I can see them. They're all being eaten. Like lemon meringue pie on a warm summer day. Can't you feel it?" The voice said.

"No...No! Why are you here? Why do you torture me so?" Spike yelled, pulling at his hair and crouching in a corner.

"Love, I'm here to warn you. Something's coming. Something will happen. The stars are falling, like London Bridge. We're next. We're next in line to fall. Are you going to be enough to save us?"

"...Me?" He said. " No... I don't know. LEAVE ME ALONE!"

And silence... It was gone, but the eerie mood still remained.