"Please. Send me a sign."

Aqua called out into the darkness knowing there will be no answer.

When will she be saved? What is there left to fight for? Are her friends still safe?

There will never be an answer in this place.

"Huh?"

Looking up from her disheartening question, Aqua noticed something out of place in this land of darkened emptiness. A fracture of light.

Her heart began to race as hope filled her body.

Could it be… my sign?

After travelling for what felt like an eternity condensed into 5 seconds, Sora found solid ground under his feet. He felt disorientated from the Star Shard's jerking journey, yet the feeling wore off as the gummi block began to fade. "Where am I?"

Sora looked around at the unfamiliar place. The barren land seemed desolate, yet the air was alive with power; a power familiar to Sora. A tingling sensation in his hand, followed moments later by his Keyblade appearing in its purest form, the Kingdom Key. The key strangely held a magnetic pull, one which Sora decided to follow.

Travelling this land yielded no life to reveal itself, yet as Sora walked further treasures began littering the ground around him. "Keyblades?"

Sora looked around at the discarded weapons as he continued his journey, led by his own blade further into the wasteland. They were everywhere, abandoned shells of a once great power.

Still no movement, however the Keyblade's pull seemed to have lessened. Sora is released from his distracted stupor when the sensation stops causing him to look ahead. Three Keyblades stand side by side, yet they have an odd draw about them. The Keyblades that Sora had seen before lay passive on the ground, or stood powerless in their age; but the three in front of him still felt alive. They stood proud, their aching to return to the fight against darkness palpable. "Must mean their wielders are still alive… they could be nearby." Sora was so used to having Donald and Goofy's company he spoke his thoughts out loud.

As if the blades had heard, they reacted to his speech. Sora felt the same tingling he'd felt earlier, but his Keyblade was already at hand. "What the?" He held up his arm to shoulder height and a Keyblade appeared in his left hand.

"Oathkeeper?... Kairi." This blade held the bond of friendship and love that had guided his journey, what was its purpose here?

The Keyblade felt restless in Sora's hand; like it wanted to join the three proud weapons standing in dormant unison. The air seemed to thicken with tension; not nervous, but excited. Oathkeeper seemed alive in its anxiety. The pull threatened to take Sora's arm off, and so he let go. Once the Keyblade was loose from its master's grip, it flew towards the three Keyblades and took position.

The reaction was instantaneous. Light emanated from the centre of the four Keyblades and formed a shape that fit the key attributes of the blades.

"A door?"

Aqua walked towards the light, drawn by its presence.

So long she had been alone in the darkness, this tiny illumination seemed brighter than the sun, its influence just as warming.

Closer, closer.

With every step Aqua expected an Unversed or Heartless to appear and snub out this glimmer of hope. But no enemy came. Only more feelings of faith, safety, belonging.

Suddenly a new warmth washed over Aqua, but it was not from this small source of light.

Though her arm was outstretched towards the small crack piercing the darkness, she turned her neck to look over her shoulder. Although she was not looking, the small source of light pulsed as her hand drew nearer.

However this new view had taken Aqua's concentration, and her arm fell to her side dumbstruck as her whole body turned towards this fixation.

"A door?"