Here's the latest addition to the story. To be honest, I completely forgot about this story until someone messaged me and complained that I didn't update and well that's that.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but this. . . "plot"

Chapter 4: Technical Difficulties

Sora awoke later that day, a throbbing headache still present in his mind. He rubbed his temples and sat up, wondering where he was. The blue eyed boy noticed that he was in a bathtub in the center of a grass hut full of bones and bottles full of colored powders. Sora felt as though he was in a witches hut, spooky and full of haunted objects. The suddenly vulnerable boy held the towel close to him when he realized he was naked in this possible voodoo hut. He scanned the room for a moment and spotted his clothes right behind his head. Silently, he got out of the tub and put his clothes back on before looking for the keyblade.

Sora dove onto the bed near him when a small black lady with a head full of dread locks wearing a tattered strapless dress entered the room with a tray of various bottles. She gave Sora a crooked smile, seeing that he was up finally. She swaggered over to him almost tipping the tray several times, throwing the tray on the bed with a clank. She looked at him through small dark eyes lined with heavy black makeup.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching her hand out to his forehead. Sora cringed back, afraid of the woman.

"No need to be scared me dear. I've got you oh so safe now, boy," the woman chanted with a strong Jamaican accent.

Sora lightened up a little bit, no longer shrinking away from the woman. She placed a cold hand on his sweaty forehead, checking his temperature.

"You're still hot boy. That twas quite a nasty ting you 'ad. It amazin' how you even came to have survived it! It was so sudden too... like someone had cursed it upon you wit sum dark magic," the strange woman said flatly as she began to mix together various things on the tray. "My name is Tia Dalma by da way. You may call me by dat but noting else!"

Sora nodded at her several times, mouth gaping open wide. He coudln't help but stare strangely at this.. Tia.. person. No longer could he move, only his eyes were able to as they followed Tia's hands as she stirred and mixed togethers many liquids and powders together, creating puffs of colored smoke. Tia took notice to Sora's wide eyes, but made no motion that she noticed. Once adding five other things to a single mug, she reached a long, skinny arm out to Sora as a gesture to take the mug. The spikey haired brunette looked at the mug and then back at her dozens of times before finally taking the mug from her and holding it in two hands. Tia motioned for him to drink it, but Sora shook his head in objection.

Tia shook her head, "It ain't gonna kill ya I can assure you. It is to help."

Sora looked at her as though she was lying to him, urging him to take poison. The blue eyed male didn't care though, he took it in one sip - holding his nose all the while. Tia screeched with delight and began to clap her hands.

"I have never seen a boy drink like dat unless it twas rum!" she mused.

Sora gave her an awkward smile. "Where am I? And where is Kairi??" he asked, the last one being urgent.

Tia shook her head. "You are in my hut in da Caribbean... 'n your friend.. Kairi?... She was sent to anoda world. She was vurry sick she was. You was da lucky one 'n was left wit me. A vurry big dark man came 'n got her, he was vurry scary and strong."

Sora felt his stomach turned and he wanted deeply to throw up, Kairi was taken away from him when he was so close to having her back again... He was suddenly brought out of his fantasy and back to reality. A man took her? Sora suddenly felt alarmed.

"What did this guy look like? Specifically." Sora said getting closer to Tia, on his hands and knees.

Tia thought a moment. "Tall, long white hair off his face with bangs shooting backwards... He wore a big black cloak, only exposin' his head. I got a look at his shoes and pants, both were black 'n he was wearing big boots. He was vurry scary he was... Vurry scary eyes he had."

"NO!" Sora's stomach dropped and instantly he threw up. Tia ran for a bucket for him to throw up in but by the time she came back he was done. To Sora's amazement, the puke was gone when he looked off the side of the bed... It had vanished like magic. The spikey haired teen blinked a few times, unsure of what to make of it. After he blinked a couple times, he flopped down onto the bed holding his stomach. Tia tisked him and wagged a finger at him.

"You shouldn't be gettin' so worried 'bout tings... I betcha she's-"

"No! That isn't good.. She was taken away by a man that I was destined to destroy. He wants to use her against me... Ansem is alive? I thought I killed him?"

Tia's eyes turned very dark and a growl escaped her lips. Her lip began to curl and she spat hard on the ground. "Ansem you say?"

Sora nodded his head, "I'm almost positive. No one else has an appearance like that and gives off such intimidation such as he did to you."

Tia looked around and hurridly ran around shutting all the doors and windows, making it next to pitch black in the hut. "You listen here boy... If you is sayin' Ansem is back again den he has come back stronga den eva. I dun't know ho-" Tia stopped, a look of worry spread across her face.

She quickly leaned over towards Sora's chest, scaring the skiddish male half to death. The voodoo woman placed an ear on the boy's chest after lifting up some of her dread locks. She listened for a couple moments before sitting back up, sadness etched across her face... a plan hidden behind it.

"He is back because of your heart, Sora. You still have da darkness in your heart. As much of a tiny shard as it may be, he can still use it as he is..." Tia stated, her eyes now going blank. "If you dun't stop him soon, Sora, 'n find out where he is... we will all of us be doomed foreva. Sora you must go 'n stop him from taking any hearts again. The princess', I believe, are all safe 'n sound... except your princess Sora... Your princess will always be taken as long as Ansem is around..." She rose and bowed. "My prince."

The blue eyed boy choked, "A what?"

"You 'eard me! You are a prince 'n dun't go all 'oh i'm not a prince' on me 'ere cause you are." she said, wagging a finger at him.

Sora sat up again, wondering how to take all of this. He couldn't possibly be a prince, there wasn't a drop of royal blood in his body. "How can I be a prince? I'm in no way related to anyone roy-"

"It doesn't matta bout blood. What mattas is da keyblade. Da keyblade chooses da boy who it thinks deserves it, making dem a prince. Den da keyblade also makes the one he is destinied to be wit, a princess. You are a prince. She is a princess. 'N as long as you dun't get rid of Ansem, he will go all lengths to annihilate your princess because that is the greatest way to destroy a heart and make it dark. Once you are out of his way... well it speaks for itself."

Sora stopped, all of this suddenly becoming clear to him now... he had to go and save the worlds...again. Suddenly becoming deeply annoyed, he slammed his fists down on the bed. "How can I still have darkness in my heart? I thought mine was full of light!" he pouted.

Tia shrugged and looked away from him, clearly knowing the answer. "Everyone had some bit of darkness in der heart, we are all just humans.. it's what we are."

"Well I was told that my heart had no darkness in it, that's why I could defeat Ansem because his was pure darkness and mine was pure light!"

She turned towards him again, giving him a big toothy smile. "Well... have you been lacking in doing someting? Someting dat you should have done afta clearing away Ansem?"

The boy paused, fighting the urge to cry. "I couldn't find Kairi... I've been looking for her and I even found her today, but now she's gone again. I haven't talked to her since I've left!"

The dread locks on the witch's head bounced back and forth as she nodded. "Dat is why. Guilt causes dark. Disappointment cause dark. Unhappiness causes dark. Failure causes dark. Getting closer to the light causes dark. Kairi is light to you is she not? The closer you got to her after disappointing her so many times as well as yourself you created a shadow. You made da dark."

"What do I have to do to protect myself from creating anymore?"

"Determination 'n optimism. Dun't get sad and dun't eva tink for a second dat you can't do it. Nutin negative... only good... It's quite obvious you stupid boy."

The spikey haired boy looked to his left at a mirror hanging on the wall. He saw the sadness in his eyes suddenly turn to joy when he realized that nothing could stand in his way because he had already defeated Ansem easily before. This time, there was a greater price too, losing Kairi forever. Sora grit his teeth, trying with all his might not to cry.

"Can you help me?" Sora said.

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