Thanks to all who reviewed. Congratulations to those who have been accepted; to those who haven't, better luck next time. Note: Starlight, you weren't accepted because you weren't signed in, misspelled 'sense', 'tries', one 'much', and you forgot to put an apostrophe in 'that's' in your first review. In your second review, you had a couple run-on sentences, forgot quite a few commas, and misspelled 'whose'. Also, I felt your character was a bit of a Mary-Sue.

/shot for singling poor Starlight out and nitpicking everything wrong with her reviews

OKAY, TIME TO BE NORMAL.

Hey, everyone who's been accepted! I'm very pleased with your characters, and MAN, this is going to be one hell of a collab! High five!

Also, I'm very sorry if I got aspects of your character's personality wrong. I'm a terrible person who constantly bothers people, and if you didn't reply to my message of acceptance, then I don't ask you things, and then things get messed up... And if you did reply and I still got things wrong, go ahead and yell at me. :I;;

Why am I incapable of making my chapters long and well-written? D: (And why am I so bad at making things dramatic? OTL.)

Chapter One
New Arrivals

There was a local legend about a group of people who would come from an undiscovered world to theirs and save them all. However, the tale said that they would only come in a time of great peril, and it's been heard for so long, now, it was more like a fairy tale.

Only four knew the truth...

And with three, the secret would die with them.

In the fourth, the legend has lived on for a few hundred years. Trouble was stirring once more amongst the worlds, and this time, it would not be the Keyblade Master that would save them...

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A grin stretched across the young man's pale face, the black thread stitching his lips together making the smile look grotesque. His white bangs hung in his eyes, obscuring the black orbs from view. Well, well, he said, his lips not moving, but his rasp was heard in the still air. He raised his head to the ceiling, as if he could see the eternally violet skies through the golden tiles.

His grin became even wider. Fresh meat, eh?

It was about time that world played a part in the game. It seemed that it would play quite an important one, as well, just as it should; he ruled this world, after all, and wasn't he practically one of the most important beings of all the worlds? He leaned back in his seat, straightening the angle of his head so it seemed more natural.

He smirked.

Come, sheep... Come and play with the big, bad wolf.

"Oi," said an irritated, average-looking Brit who always complained about his big nose, "stop being so dramatic, Faust. You're not the one who gets the spotlight in this story."

I can dream, though, can't I? whined the god, mildly annoyed at getting his first appearance ruined by an unimportant mortal.

"Yes, yes, Faust. Whatever you say."

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Zac was your ordinary sixteen-year-old. He was slightly emo (as that was a stage almost everyone goes through these days), and was skinny as hell, because that's the way kids roll these days (unless they're like, super-fat, in which case they should turn to Weight-Watchers or something so they can be skinny like everyone else).

He'd been in a lake, and had been drowning—why had he been drowning, again? He wasn't stupid enough to go that deep in water—and the last thing he could remember was someone pulling him out. Now that he thought about it, wouldn't that person have to be practically drowning, as well? That is, unless they were superb swimmers. He doubted that, though. No one ever got that lucky in real life.

The raven-haired adolescent sighed, looking at his surroundings. He was in a field of some kind, and, as far as he could tell, it was immense. He could see houses in the not-so-far distance, and he could see the top of a large golden thing. He assumed it was a temple; hey, if people long ago worshipped natural gas, of all things, why shouldn't people build humongous temples for gods that probably don't even exist?

Unless they did, in which case they'd probably hate him now.

Oh, well.

He began walking toward the (town?) city, figuring that nothing there could really be bad. Life surely wasn't that mean.

Oh, how wrong he was.

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Ajare Lin sat comfortably against a tree, his fedora tipped back. He had a rather boring appearance: Brown hair, brown eyes, brown fedora. He was lazy, as well, and could probably pass as a hoodlum or something if he wore shabbier clothing.

There had been a rip in the sky, and he'd been brought here, for some reason or another. He was pretty sure the sky wasn't supposed to do that. He was also certain that there shouldn't be holes in the sky, either. Something weird must have happened. It was like a scene out of a book, or a part in a sci-fi movie.

He groaned, closing his eyes.

He'd been an ordinary student in high school, making average grades, with an interest in surfing. And then this happened.

It was unreal, unnatural; and yet, there was a hidden purpose to it. It allured him. Why shouldn't it? He was curious as to where he was and how he got there, as well as many other things.

He stood up, brushing off the seat of his pants, and opened his eyes to stare in the direction of the city.

He might as well go to it in search of his answers.

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Serena Peterson woke with a start.

She was instantly aware of her surroundings: She was in a wide space surrounded by trees, and someone was right beside her, shaking her. She sat up quickly, startling the other person. "Where am I?" she blurted out, as that was the first thing that came to mind.

"This is Fortune's End," the girl who had shaken her awake informed her. "You must be a new visitor. I'm Jodie. What's your name?"

"S-Serena," the young adult replied, startled. It's because I wished on that star that this happened, oh my god, oh my god, I can't believe this is happening, what do I do—

Jodie smiled. "It's nice to meet you, Serena." She stood up, and offered the older girl her hand, which Serena took after a moment. Jodie pulled her to her feet. "I can show you around the place, if you like."

"That would help," Serena replied shakily.

Jodie blinked, confused by the stranger's behavior, but shook it off. "Well, let's go, then."

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Alex Maunder awoke in a similar fashion.

"What in the world?" she muttered, sitting up. She was cramped between two trees, and even more trees seemed to surround her. She grimaced. She could only hope nothing in her satchel had been damaged.

She looked to the sky, for some reason or another, and saw it was violet, red, and orange. She frowned. That meant it was either dawn or sunset, right?

She began to wonder where she was. Well, it certainly wasn't anywhere on Earth, she thought as she watched a strange ball-like thing with stubby wings and buttons for eyes fly to the top of a tree. But if I'm not on Earth, where am I?

It was certainly a mystery.

Have I been chosen to go on a quest like Sora?

She brightened up at the thought. I might even get a cool weapon like him!

She stood up, still thinking good thoughts, and began trying to navigate her way through the forest.

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Yuri (the girl who would always insist her name had nothing to do with the lesbian idea) had awoken in the same world as everyone else. She'd always thought that if she went into her favorite game, she'd be in Twilight Town or Destiny Islands; however, that was not the case. She found herself in a world not mentioned in the games: Fortune's End.

"Where am I?" she asked herself, frowning. In 358/2 Days, she hadn't explored this world as Roxas, and she was pretty sure that it wasn't in any of the other games, either.

Yes, this sixteen-year-old girl had surmised that she was in the universe of Kingdom Hearts. Where else would she be? She'd already decided she wasn't on Earth, and if she wasn't on Earth, it meant she was in a completely different galaxy. She had the fleeting thought that maybe she was crazy, but pushed it aside; she had more things to worry about than that.

She looked around herself; thankfully, she was on the outskirts of the town, and she began striding toward it.

There couldn't be anything bad there. It was Kingdom Hearts, after all—a game for kids, for teenagers, for young adults. There wasn't even cursing in the game! Ergo, nothing in this world could hurt her. Except for Heartless. They could attack her and take her Heart, and then she'd either be a Heartless like them or become a Nobody. That would suck.

She adjusted her beanie and started to think about the happier side of life.