Elsa was sitting over the edge of the bed within a room in the Hotel. Sora was laying over her lap next to her, having to have long passed from exhaustion. All the while, she listened to what Leon, Yuffie and Aerith had to say. Much of which all but brought to light much of what the Snow Queen had already presumed regarding Sora.

"So your saying that Sora is the chosen one for this so called Keyblade?" she insisted to them.

Leon nodded his head

"That's right," he insisted to her.

"And that is why they are trying to change the course of time."

Yuffie turned to Elsa.

"They are after his heart." she insisted.

She narrowed her head, glancing down over Sora who was fast asleep over her lap.

"After... his heart?" Elsa said.

She remembered Sora had told her that long ago. That Heartless were creatures that sought to gain the hearts of others. And that they were out to get hers. But now they sought to have he heart of this one little boy?

Elsa shook her head

"I don't understand," Elsa said.

"What would they want with Sora?"

"The Keyblade is the one thing that the Heartless fear," Leon proclaimed.

"So long as the future saids he is the chosen one, they will continue to come after you both."

Elsa glanced up at Leon, she squinted her eyes, shaking her head.

"Me?" Elsa asked, curiously.

"But what does this have to do with me?"

Aerith came up to the snow Queen.

"Because you are the purest of hearts." she proclaimed to Elsa.

"Purest... of hearts?" Elsa asked, curiously.

Aerith nodded her head to her.

"Only the purest of hearts can guide the Keyblades chosen one from the Darkness." Leon said.

Yuffie nodded her head, placing her hands over her hips.

"And that's you." she insisted.

Elsa squinted her eyes to them, confused to say the least.

"Me?" Elsa asked.

Elsa was speechless to say the least, unable just what to say about this whole ordeal. She was the one purest of hearts? She was the one who would guide the Keyblade's chosen one from the Darkness?

The very idea that she was the Purest of Hearts was something Elsa had never considered herself to be. It was true that she was known as a kind and Generous Queen throughout all of Arrendelle. And that she cared so much for her sister as well as that of Kristoff, Olaf and Sven. But for her to have a pure heart seemed quite hard for her to believe. And now it was up to her to protect this boy in her care.

Elsa then heard Sora moaning below. She narrowed her head, glancing down at the boy who snuggled his head into her lap. Elsa couldn't help but smile down at Sora, running her hands through his spiky brown hair.

Aerith came up and kneeled down to the boy.

"Awe, he looks so Peaceful." She said.

"Little guys out cold." Yuffie said, leaning over as she smiled.

Elsa smiled, nodding her head in agreement.

"You must be exhausted as well." Aerith decreed.

Elsa nodded her head, feeling a bit tired herself.

"I am a bit tired." She said.

"There's a bed in the next room that you two can use." Leon said as he turned and walked toward the door.

"You two should get some rest."

"Hey Leon, where are you going?" Yuffie asked curiously.

"I'm going to see Merlin," he insisted to them.

"Stay here and keep an eye on things."

Yuffie and Aeith nodded their heads.

Elsa opened the door to the bedroom, carrying a still sleeping Sora in her arms. She came up next to the bed, where she pulled the covers back. The Snow Queen then placed the boy delicately over the bed in an effort not to wake him. Taking the covers, Elsa draped them over Sora as he turned over onto his side over his body. She then gazed down over the small boy, rubbing her hand over the stop of his head.

She smiled down at the boy.

"What am I going to do with you?" she said.

Elsa then stood up and just as she turned back toward the doorway, she then heard Sora moan once more.

"Don't go."

Elsa paused. She glanced back at the boy, who was peering up at her, barely awake.

"Don't go, what if the monsters come back." he asked, curiously.

The Snow queen turned back to Sora. Seeing the boy looking so afraid, hearing him plead for her to stay. The Snow Queen felt her heard sink. It remined Elsa of whenever Anna would have a nightmare when they were younger. She would often crawled into her bed and sleep next to her.

Elsa came up to the bed and crawled up next to the boy.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." She proclaimed to the boy.

Sora smiled up at Elsa. He then yawned and laid back down over the bed, drifting back to sleep.

Leon stood before a round table covered over by a whit cloth, his arms folded against his chest. He glanced across the table at Merlin, who was sitting in his big red chair. Next to him stood the King, still cloaked in his Organization coat.

"They're here," he said.

"We found them over in the First district."

"Where are they now?" The King asked.

"We took them to the hotel," Leon insisted to him.

"They're staying in one of the rooms."

The King gave a sigh of relief, narrowing his head.

"It will only be a matter of time before the Heartless will find them again," Merlin said, stroking his bushy white beard.

"Maleficent has already changed much of the past. She knows which worlds that Sora, Donald and Goofy had visited."

The King nodded his head in agreement. There was no doubt that Maleficent and the Heartless would find them soon. They needed to get back to the time from which they came. Back to her world.

"Merlin's right," The King proclaimed, turning to Leon.

"It will only be a matter of time before the Heartless come for them. They must embark on their journey as soon as possible."

"You said that Maleficent knows all the worlds Sora had visited," Leon said.

"What's to stop from going after them?"

The King narrowed his head, understanding that was still a prominent risk. One of which they could not interfere. But even still, it was one that they would need to take.

"I'm afraid there's no other choice," The King insisted to him.

"If we are to save our future, the Purest of Hearts may guide the Light."