Olympian Chaos
The Gummi ship flew toward the small planet which hosted the Olympus Stadium. Sora grimly remembered the last ordeal they had to endure there. What with Hades and his crazy schemes to get Hercules all the time.
"We have group counseling for that kind of stuff, man" Sora said.
"What is it Sora?" asked Donald.
"Nothing" said the newly reinstated Keyblade Master. He eased the ship over the place. "Well" he said. "Let's go!"
In the furthest reaches of the Underworld, a young woman was running for her life…or could you say unlife? "Damn these caves" she muttered. She dodged a falling rock. Am I dead? she wondered. Then, she tripped and fell, bashing her head against the floor. Well, that certainly hurt she thought. And I'm sure when you're dead you're not supposed to feel pain…unless you're in Hell, of course. She looked around. "This could be Hell, though" she said. Suddenly she was knocked down again, as a man in a black robe with silver chains at the throat of the hood pushed past her.
"Sorry about that, my lady" he said as he hurried on.
"Where the in all the Hells am I?!" she shrieked at the rocky ceiling. No one answered but her own voice.
Sorry, that was really short. But I promise the next one will be longer. Who is the woman lost in the Underworld? And which Organization member is doing something they shouldn't down there? The answer is in the next chapter.