Donald: we're almost there, your majesty.
Mickey: alright, Donald. Tell me when we're about to land, I'm going to check some stuff in my room.
Donald: yes, your majesty.
Mickey: thank you, Donald and goofy, for coming along, I don't know where I'd be without you two.
Donald and goofy: thank you, your majesty.
Mickey left the room, leaving Donald and goofy to guide the ship to its destination.
Donald: I don't know why, but something fishy is going on here, goofy.
Goofy: why, Donald? Is something wrong?
Donald: I don't know. It all just seems too weird, even for the king. First, we go to master Yen-sid, the king stays there for some time, asks us to stay out. Then, he goes to Sora and tells him to go to radiant garden, and now, we're on our way to some mysterious place far away from any known world. What is going on?
Goofy: Gawrsh, Donald, I sure hope it's alright.
Donald: me too, goofy, but it doesn't look like it…I don't even think there's any…
Donald's words were interrupted by a loud beeping noise; he looked at the monitor in surprise
Donald: the king was right…there is something down there.
Goofy: we'll have to go down and see then.
Donald: I guess we will.
Donald pressed a button on the dashboard, then turned back to the controls, moving the ship down to the mist covered planet. Donald's fear increased as they moved closer to the ground; the mist cleared, and to his surprise, the world there did not look like anything he'd seen before; no jungle, no water, no metropolis, not a single building…just a huge, sprawling desert that covered the whole planet. Donald and Goofy's eyes widened in fear.
Mickey: just as I expected.
They turned to see the king standing by one of the windows, looking down at the desert. His eyes reflected determination and alertness, but they didn't know why, they didn't even know why they were there in the first place.
Donald: you know this place, your majesty?
Mickey: I do… bring us down, Donald.
Donald: yes, your majesty.
The ship moved towards the surface, raising a storm of sand around it. goofy watched eagerly as the ship landed, and the sand calmed down.
Goofy: good job, Donald.
Donald: thanks…so, what now, your majesty?
Mickey: I'm going to explore the place, are you coming?
Donald and goofy: of course, your majesty
Mickey smiled, apparently affected by their loyalty. He pressed the ramp button and turned.
Mickey: alright, let's go.
They walked out of the ship, and onto the hot sand. As they looked around, they were surprised and deeply frightened by the loneliness of the place. There was nothing there, no sign of life, or even death. Even the very air was still; no wind to move the sand, which seemed undisturbed for thousands of years, until they arrived. Donald's feeling of fear returned, after it had subsided for a while, accentuated by the king's silence. He was looking around, his eyes scanning the desert. He seemed to be looking for something, but there was nothing there. Donald walked up to him
Donald: are you looking for something, your majesty?
Mickey: Donald; you and goofy wait here. I want to check something out.
Goofy: but, your majesty, there's nothing here!
Mickey: That might be true, goofy. Nevertheless, I have to make sure.
Donald: sure of what?
Mickey: I can't tell you that, Donald. Not just yet.
Worried about the king's behavior, Donald and Goofy shared a look; they didn't want to do this, but something told them that trouble was brewing. And that was enough, they couldn't let it go any further. Donald stepped up in front of the king.
Donald: your majesty?
Mickey: what is it, Donald?
Donald: we're not going with you, your majesty, not until you tell us what's going on.
Mickey: is that so? What about you, goofy?
Goofy: I'm with Donald, your majesty. We gotta know what's going on.
Strangely, the king smiled; a cold, cruel smile they had never seen before. He turned to them, and the keyblade materialized suddenly in his hand. Donald and goofy suddenly realized the danger of the situation, but they couldn't back off now, it was obvious that something was wrong.
Mickey: he warned me that this would happen. He said you'd turn on me.
Donald: who are you talking about, your majesty?
Mickey: that is none of your business!
Suddenly, the king jumped towards Donald, attempting to attack him with the keyblade; however, Goofy stepped up quickly and blocked the attack with his shield. The king sprang back to the ground.
Mickey: so, you're going to fight me now?
Goofy: you're leaving us no choice, your majesty.
Donald brought out his magic wand, and aimed it at the king. His hand shook in fear; he never thought he'd have to do that, but the situation was pressing; he had to subdue the king, before things get any worse. He had to do it, for the sake of the king; that thought alone strengthened his hand, as the king charged at them again. Donald picked his moment and raised the wand.
Donald: Thunder!
Sparks of lightening hit the king, sending him flying back and crashing on the sand meters away from them, unconscious. Donald wiped the sweat of his face, and turned to goofy, who was standing, wide-eyed, obviously not believing what just happened.
Donald: I had to, goofy. We had to stop him!
Goofy: I know, Donald. So, what are we going to do now?
Donald: the only thing we can do….tell Sora