A/N:Thanks for reviewing so quickly guys. Just one thing when you review this chapter can you tell me if it makes any sense to you. It makes sense to me but then I wrote it so it should make sense to me. Thanks for reading.

Sora felt himself fall into darkness. The feeling felt familiar like something he'd felt before but he couldn't remember quite what it was. He could hear the distant voice of LWN saying "Ah, it begins." Sora knew it meant something bad but he couldn't bring himself to care about what because each step he took into darkness made him feel more at ease with his situation. With each step the feeling grew stronger and stronger until he couldn't take it anymore and broke into a run.

As Sora was running a sword appeared in his hands. The dream sword. Sora remembered how he'd felt when he first received the blade.

"The light hasn't forsaken me," he muttered to himself. Sora turned around and started to head back the way he came from but it was no use. The path behind him was just as black as the path ahead of him. "The light has not forsaken me!" Sora yelled.

The dream sword disappeared and Sora started to despair. There wasn't any hope left in him. Just as the darkness started to swallow Sora whole he saw a hand reaching out to him.

"Don't give up Sora!"

"Kairi!" Sora said with a grin he soon realised was from habit.

"The light has big plans for you."

"Kairi?" Sora was confused. Who ever that voice was, it wasn't Kairi.

"Take the hand Sora."

Who ever was speaking to him must have read his memory because s/he was speaking in Kairi's voice. Then Sora remembered what LWN had told him. Nobody, heartless, heart, keyblade and memories. His memories couldn't possibly be against him could they? Well there was only one way to find out.

Sora reached out and grabbed the hand. A Kairi shaped hand. He longed for the feeling of compassion he should knew he should have felt even though he also knew that this was all from his memories. He didn't have a lot of time to wallow in self-pity though as he felt himself being dragged through the darkness. Sora blinked and found himself blinded by a bright light. When his eyes got used to his surroundings he realised the light was being reflected by the white floors and walls. After several more minutes of staring he recognised one of the three white objects in the center of the room.

'Why are you doing this?" Sora demanded.

The figure who had dragged him here had disappeared and left Sora in the white room containing the flower cocoon he had slept in to regain the memories which he still had no idea he'd lost.

"Always sleeping aren't you."

Riku? No of course not. "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter Sora. It is time for you to sleep now."

"What?"

"Only by sleeping can the memories you've lost be regained."

"What memories?" Sora asked.

"Let me ask you something. What if one day you found a mysterious castle called oblivion and every floor you went up you lost more and more of your old memories. The whole time you are trying to save a girl who has been forced to manipulate your memories. Then you are given a choice. Remember your old memories and forget the new ones or the other way."

"Then I would have no memory of any of it. . ." said Sora. "But if I have no memory of it then how can I remember it."

"Trust in the light Sora. . . has it ever led you wrong?"

Sora stepped forwards into the cacoon. He wasn't sure that he wanted to regain any memories but they would probably help him in the long term. As soon as he stepped into the cacoon it closed around him and put him into a deep sleep.

3 hours later. . .

LWN was pacing. This was taking longer then he had expected. "The boy must have a lot of repressed memories."

Suddenly Sora stirred. LWN hurried over to him.

"Do you remember now?"

"Yes," said Sora. "I remember castle oblivion. What I don't understand is why do I need to know about that?"

"What ever you learned just now will aid you in the future," said LWN.

"I'll take your word for it," said Sora. "What happens now?"

"Well. . . now that you have taken care of your memories that leaves four things left."

"Heartless, nobody, heart and keyblade," said Sora.

"Yeah that's right."

"How did you get your heart back?" Sora asked.

"I had to defeat my heartless."

"Well then that's what I'll have to do!" Sora said loudly.

"It won't be easy Sora," said LWN. "You must remember that you no longer have a keyblade."

"Then that's the first thing I'll have to do!"

"Sora before we go any further there is something you should know."

"What?" Sora asked curious.

"You and I are not the first to be trapped down here."

"Then what happened to everyone else?"

"They have been forced into hiding. Without their keyblades they have no way to defeat the heartless."

"And where are the keyblades?" Sora asked, beginning to catch on to what LWN meant.

"The heartless and nobodies are guarding them in the black citadel."

"A citadel? Who's building all these fortress's and citadels?"

"They have been around for thousands of years. Some of the people here were born here. They insist that an ancient race called the Cetra built the buildings here but who knows for sure?"

"Wow are they really that ancient?"

"So legend says but like I said who can really be sure?"

"I'd like to meet a Cetra one day," said Sora.

"Well then you might be in luck. I hear one of the other wielders down here is half Cetra."

"In that case let's hurry up and get those keyblades back then."

A/N: The inclusion of the Cetra is not a major story plot detail, just something I felt like adding. BTW I don't own FFVII or any of the other FF games/movies.