Ventus sat in the cockpit of the Gummi ship Sanzu. He wasn't driving but it was a nice place to think. Ven knew that he had a lot to think on. The end was nearing, he could tell. He wasn't the only one. The entire atmosphere amongst the Chasers had became that of a funeral. Everyone knew that the upcoming battle with Thanroe would probably be their last.

If he didn't confess now he may never get the chance, but if he did it wrong or at the wrong time…

"Thinking of a way to confess your undying love for my sister?" Came a voice from the pilot's seat.

It was Aqua's younger sister, whom everyone called Stunts (at least when she was piloting a ship). The glint in her navy blue eyes told him that she was joking, but she was right, and that made him a little more than irritable.

The one thing about Stunts that nobody liked was that she was always right. At least when it came to her sister.

"No." He said, even though it was pointless.

"Yah, sure lie to me. It's not like I can tell the difference." She said sarcastically, pulling her violet curls into a pony tail.

Ven sighed. It truly was no use.

"Why don't you just admit it kid, you're head over heals for Aqua? It would save us all a whole lot of grief. Amusement too, but hey, who cares." She said with a shrug. Ven thought it rich that she was calling him kid. He was older then her.

Their was a long moment of silence.

"Hey Stunts?" Ven asked, his voice soft and slightly scared. If you squinted. Hard.

She looked up from the blinking control panels, and gave him a little nod, urging him to continue.

"Are we going to die?" He asked. It was clear to her that the thought terrified him. Hell, it scared the shit out of everyone. Why should he be any different? Maybe because he had unfinished business.

"You know I can't see into our futures. I don't know. If I did I would tell you. Trust me, I would. Why do you think I'm pushing you so hard to go ahead and say something? Don't you think it would be horrible if you were to die and she not know?" Stunts asked in a rare moment of maturity. It was clear that she meant every word. She meant it for her sister; for him. She truly was a kind person when she wasn't too busy being an immature jackass.

"What about you?" He asked, gazing absent mindedly out the window.

For a moment Stunts looked confused.

"What do you mean?" She asked while walking to the mini fridge in the corner.

"When are you going to admit your feelings for Terra." He muttered, just loud enough for her to hear. Stunts froze with her head still in the fridge. Was it that obvious?

"I'm not going to make a fool of myself trying to convince him that we're meant to be together. It wouldn't work anyway. I'm five years younger then he is, and no matter how long I wait or how old I get, his fucked up version of propriety will force him to see it as cradle robbing." She said, eyeing him carefully as she made her way back to the pilot's chair. She handed him an ice cream bar and waited for him to talk. Mmm. Sea salt.

"You could always tell him you saw you two together." He whispered after sucking on his ice cream for a moment. The very thought caused Stunts to burst out in laughter.

"Like that idiot ever paid any attention to my visions." She said through the remnants of her giggles. It was true though, Terra refused to let Stunts' visions determine any of the chaser's decisions. It was all brain power not the second sight.

"I dare you." He said after a few moments, still chewing on his wooden ice cream stick.

"What?" Stunts asked genuinely confused.

"If you admit to Terra you like him, I'll tell Aqua." He knew she wouldn't take it, but it was still fun to offer.

She stared at him for while as he waited for her to call his bluff. Instead she did something completely unexpected. She reached down and pressed the intercom button.

"Hey Terra?" She asked.

"What's up Stunts?" He replied, his voice slightly fuzzy over the intercom.

"Could you come and take over? I'm bushed and want to get some sleep." She asked giving Ven a devious look that told him she had something up her sleeve. Oh-oh. Just how far was she willing to go to get Ven to confess?

"Let me guess, all the fun parts have passed."

"How did you know?" She asked. It was a little to obvious that they were flirting. At least to Ven it was, Terra was always oblivious.

"Easy, we stopped doing flips."

"Hn." She said, slightly dejected. Stunts took pride in her driving skills. It wasn't as if there was very much else she could do to help.

"No problem, I'll be right up."

Just as the connection was about to go dead Stunts pushed the button again.

"Terra?" She asked, with a hint of nervousness in her voice. Oh God. Was she going to tell him over the intercom?

"Yes, Stunts?" He asked, a little weary, almost as if he knew what was to come.

"Their's something I want to say. Something important." She said, her nervousness growing. Oh God, oh God, she was going to do it. She was going to do it over the intercom!

"What is it?" He asked, the girl's suspenseful pause obviously waited on him.

"Ven thinks you're sexy."

"What!" was the blond boy's reply. Terra just laughed over the intercom.

"Well Ven, if you wait for me in the cock pit we just may be able to have a little fun." He said, clearly teasing.

All Ven could do was blush and sputter in anger, causing Stunts to smile. Tormenting him was fun.

Morose was excited. She had waited for this day for years. Personally, she could care less if the origination ever got the Castle that Never Was back. She had found the fifty story castle to be more then a little excessive.

The castle didn't matter, not to her. What did matter was what was inside the castle. Maleficent. The dark witch who cast aside her only apprentice. The same apprentice who was owed that knowledge as her birth right. Today she would get her revenge.

The eleven remaining members of organization XIII had gathered in the world that never was to reclaim what was rightfully theirs. They were all posed ready for a fight that would inevitably come.

They easily cut their way through the legions of heartless. In truth the effort the witch had put into the castle's defense was more then pathetic. It was disturbing. Did she want to die? Maybe or maybe the organization had simply gotten stronger. Yes. That was it. The organization had gotten stronger.

In less then an hour they had reached the tower keep. Maleficent's hold. The cowards hiding place, and the place were Morose would finally get her retribution. The witch had chosen the place of her own demise. Fitting for she had also chosen by who' s hands it was wrought.

It took many minutes and much magic to break down the thick metal door to the keep, but that didn't matter to Morose. It wasn't as if she was the one to put forth most of the effort anyways, and even if she had been it wouldn't matter. Nothing would matter as long as that bitch died by her hands.

Maleficent was standing as straight and uppity as ever, as if the intruders weren't worth her time. On her face was a look of disgust rather then fear. She had not seen Morose in twelve years and she had truly whished to never see her again. The girl had been cast aside for not knowing boundaries. For not recognizing limits. She had never realized that there was some dark magic that was not meant to be touched. Not even by a which as dark as Maleficent.

"You have a lot of nerve coming here." Maleficent snarled to the younger woman.

Morose just smiled her poisoned honey smile, and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I have you to thank for that, Mother. Now, is there anything you whish to say? Any death bed confession? For you will die today, here, now by my hand, and I'd hate for you to pass with a heavy heart." Morose said with a genuine laugh.

Maleficent raised her stave ready for a fight, causing her daughter to smile.

"You know you won't win and yet you still fight. Well, you have my gratitude for making this interesting as well as fulfilling." Morose said still smiling, then added to her companions, "Don't interfere please. This is my kill. This has always been my kill."

The libratory was so cold and quiet that it sent shivers up Blaze's spine, despite the fact that as a shadow he wasn't suppose to be able to feel anything. He knew that if it was found out that he had any part in this little project phases two and three would be damn near impossible.

As much as the thought wrenched at his gut he had to take this chance. Aero could not do any of the real work, not for phase one at least. Blaze didn't mind being the trained monkey of this partnership, it was the least he could do.

Aero had cleaned up his mess when he couldn't, and she was still cleaning it up after ten years. He owed her.

There was no one in Ansem's lab but that wouldn't last, and the last thing Blaze needed was to get caught.

Nervously he looked around counting the security cameras. Three altogether. The security was a little excessive to him, or perhaps Blaze only thought that because he was the one trying to break into the lab.

Either way the thought forced him to simply shake his head at the camera.

Placing the small cloth wrapped package on the keyboard, he then proceeded deeper into the lab, until he came to what he was looking for. The room of awaking.

Blaze hadn't even bothered to run the program to open the door. He simply used his ill gotten shadow powers to sink into the great white room.

Lying against the far wall were remnants of violet armor. Armor that was poorly crafted; that hadn't done it's job.

A single tear slid down Blaze's cheek. He should have been the one to make the armor. If he had it would have worked. But instead, he had been one of the very reasons that Aqua had needed armor in the first place.

'Karma's a bitch' He thought through his guilt.

Putting aside the self pity and guilt, Blaze got to work. Calling forth a portal of darkness he waited until two figures stepped out. The twins. Poor fools. They had no clue that they had been chosen for a destiny far greater then they had first anticipated, and powers far greater then they had been shown.

"Where are we?" The oldest, the chosen child of darkness asked, brushing his blue-black hair from in front of his face. It was clear that he was uncomfortable with the situation.

"I need your help." Blaze answered, even though it wasn't the boy's question.

"Why should we help you, we don't even know you." The younger twin demanded.

"Because you're the only ones who can. You're the only ones with the power." He replied, pulling the hood of his cloak from his face. Blaze wanted the twins to see the sincerity in his eyes.

"What power?" the younger twin snarled.

"The power over light and darkness." Blaze replied. He didn't have time to argue with them. Aero had warned him that it would take quite a bit of persuasion for them to help but that didn't mean he had time to waste.

"How did you-" The younger twin began but he was cut off by his brother.

"We can't use our power anymore."

"Have you ever tried?" Blaze asked, trying as hard as he could to keep his patients.

The brothers looked at each other. It was clear that they hadn't. The oldest twin, Koichi, held out his hand palm up and tried as hard as he could. With in seconds he was holding a dense ball of pure darkness about the size of a baseball.

Taking his brother's lead Koji tried the same, and got the same results. A dense ball of light.

"Tell us what you want us to help you with then we'll decide." Koji said what both brothers had been thinking.

Blaze smiled, knowing that now it wouldn't take much to get them to help. But he knew the hard part was just beginning. All he had to do now was make sure his story didn't make him sound like a bad guy.

Myde may never have been the most intelligent person, especially when compared to his little brother, but he was smart enough to see that this was bad. if Morose knew where they were then they had to move. Apparently, he wasn't the first one to have that idea.

The moment the antidote had taken effect Ienzo had taken off like a bat out of hell. He had Lea and Myde each pack a bag of clothes and anything they couldn't bare to part with. Ienzo had focused most of his time on packing things of mom and dad's. Mom's cook books. Dad's favorite books. Things the boys couldn't live with out. The brother's family history.

During the packing frenzy all that Ansem, Sora, and the King could do was stay back and make sure that they weren't in the way.

It took less then ten minuets for them to pack and be on their way to the Gummi ship. Not much was said during the two hour hike except a hushed explanation from Ienzo.

"Morose is a witch with powers so dark she makes the darkness it's self look pleasant. She never became a nobody; she probably knew what fate would befall them. I wouldn't be surprised.

"As you saw, she's cruel and sadistic to the extent that she makes Larxene look like a cuddly kitten. Cunning, seaming, and unpredictable. Now do you see why we must leave as soon as possible? If we don't leave… well, I don't know what will happen but it won't be petty."

Miles away from Ansem, back in his lab, a delicate hand moved for the first time in ten years. The owner of that hand was still unconscious, and would still be for hours. That didn't matter. What did matter was the fact that she existed at all. The fact that she would soon see the light of day again.

Aqua would probably never know just how much was sacrificed so that she could live. But that's okay. It didn't matter. What did matter was that she had a second chance. She had a second chance to get things right.

Okay, sorry it took so long to update. I have a lot going on. EOCT's, moving, I was sick for half a week, make up work. And on top of all that my muse did something really shitty.

He gave me all these ideas for stuff to happen latter in the story but blocked this one. So I have chapters fifteenish going through my head and this one came out like blah.

By the way this story takes place ten years after the secret trailer.

P.S. So we finally found out who the twins are. (if you're not familiar with them, a little searching on Wikipedia can go a long way) and another secret is reveled. If you look real close. Can any one guess what it is?

P.P.S. There will be no Yaoi. Terra was just fucking with Ven. Bad choice of words, but you get the picture.