Davey Jones watched how the distance between the Flying Dutchman and his prey was getting bigger and bigger. The Kraken had already vanished in the dark, deepest depths of interspace.

They had lost. For the first time EVER in history, the Dutchman had been driven away by its enemies. Not even the Kraken, the most dangerous sea creature that had ever lived, was enough to stop them... not as long as the other sea monster, Syldra, was fighting on their side.

"Captain Faris..." the cursed captain grumbled while his pincer-like hand shook with rage. "One day, your little worm of a dragon, as well as you and your crew, will meet the end you deserve... as for you, little Keyblade Master... know that I will never forget this day... never!"

When the other ships were finally out of view, Jones turned around. "You!" he shouted at one of his men who was busy on deck.

The nervous sailor stood up in front of his captain. Half of his face was encrusted with barnacles, but unlike most of the other crew members on board, his body still seemed more human than them. "Y-yes, sir?" he asked nervously.

Jones came close to the man's face and stared into his eyes. "That pirate captain... you know her well, don't you?"

'Bootstrap' Bill Turner gulped. "I... I have never seen her in my life, captain!" he claimed.

"Is that so?" Davy Jones grinned. "Well, maybe, but you know who she is, don't you? Your little son is back on the world that is our home, before darkness swallowed all of it... and he never learned that his father became a pirate, right? But... there's something else he never knew, isn't that true... Mr. Turner?"

Bootstrap tried not to look into his captain's eyes. "I... don't know what you are talking about, captain..." he muttered.

"Oh, really?" Jones huffed. "Then I must have mistaken her for another girl of the name 'Faris Scherwitz TURNER?'"

"That's not true!" Bootstrap Bill shouted. "She is from another world, the daughter of King Alexander Tycoon, who was lost at sea when she was a small child."

"And how would you know about this?" Jones grinned. "If not for the fact that a certain, young sailor named Turner found her, lost on sea, one stormy night? Yes, I know everything about her story, Mr. Turner... she is one of the girls that were kidnapped by the Heartless, who were searching for the Princesses of Heart... and since little Faris wasn't the one they were looking for, they abandoned her in another world. Heartless aren't very smart creatures, are they? They couldn't tell the difference between that ocean and the one she had come from... So, when you found her, you adopted her and made her the older sister of your own son, William..."

"NO!" Bootstrap shouted. "That's not true!"

"I know you want to protect her," Davy Jones smiled. "But that won't help her... for her fate is already sealed. But, don't worry... like all captains, she will be given a choice. And maybe, if she is just like her adoptive father, she will answer my question with 'Yes!'" He chuckled. "You know which question I am going to ask her, right?"

"Yes... yes, I do..." Turner whispered.

"I knew you would," Jones nodded. "I will ask her: 'Faris Scherwitz Turner... do you fear... death?"

And with an evil chuckle, the monstrous pirate went inside, to the captain's cabin, leaving Bootstrap Bill behind, full with worry about his adoptive daughter.

"Calypso, goddess of the sea..." he murmured. "We might not be sailing across the sea anymore... but as long as your servant, the mighty beast Syldra, watches over my daughter, I know you won't let any harm come to her..."

Now the only thing he had to deal with was the guilt that he had never told his son the truth... about being a pirate, and that he had a sister.

A small group of five people were huddled in a dark corner. One of them, a dark-haired woman, looked out from behind the tree they were hiding behind.

A couple of Heartless Soldiers were patroling along the dirty path close by, accompanied by a Large Body.

She quickly pulled back her head. "They haven't found us yet," she whispered. "Let's wait until they are gone, okay?"

Her companions nodded, and so they waited until the Heartless had left the huge hall that looked like a greenhouse, or rather like a park within a building.

Two little girl sighed with relief. "Hiding in the Training Hall was a good idea, Rinoa," one of them said.

"True, in no other area of the Garden are as many hiding places as here," a young man with a bandana around his head nodded.

"Still, it is just a matter of time before they find us," Rinoa Heartily replied. "We were just lucky... and they are being lead by an intelligent man. Also, they have captured Reed, which means his plan has failed... his little doll didn't manage to find the Keyblade Master after all."

"I think we have to have a bit more faith in Cait Sith," one of the two small girls, a blonde who was carrying a paint brush in her belt, said. "He might have already found the Keyblade, and maybe the master is on his way here."

"Don't you think you're a bit too confident, Relm?" the other, blue-haired girl huffed. "What are the chances that a mysterious saviour will show up here?"

"Are you saying we should give up, Eiko?" Relm asked.

"No, I'm just saying that we should be realistic," Eiko shot back.

"Now, now, girls, don't fight!" the young man said. "And remember what we promised Reed and Celes the last time we saw them... we won't give up until the very end... and most importantly, we have to protect the headmaster."

"Well, I certainly feel safe with you youngsters around," a middle-aged man with a slightly pudgy stomach and a pair of glasses said with a smile. "But while I appreciate your help, Locke, you really don't have to endanger yourselves just to protect me..."

"Don't say that, headmaster!" Rinoa protested. "If you are captured, all of Balamb-Garden will be lost."

"But what can we do?" Eiko whimpered. "All of our friends have been caught... and you know what they did to Celes, don't you?"

"We need to stay hidden," Rinoa said. "The Garden can't stay here for all eternity... sooner or later, we will have land on some world to fill up our fuel. And if our Keyblade Master hasn't arrived by that time... we will try to break as many of our friends out of prison as we can, and then we escape. We might... have to give up the Garden."

"Master Ansem would be pained if he knew how this place of wisdom he created is being taken over by evil," the headmaster sighed. "Still, he was wise enough to give the Garden the ability to fly through interspace."

"It didn't help us much, did it?" Locke grumbled. "Yes, we were able to flee from Radiant Garden and Maleficent... but only to get attacked by another madman."

"We still promised Celes not to give up," Relm said. She raised one of her brushes and smiled. "After all, my walking pictures have fooled the Heartless more than once, right? Eiko's spells can help if one of us is injured..."

"Well, that is true..." the blue-haired girl murmured.

Relm smiled. "And Locke can always sneak into the kitchen and steal some food for us."

"I PREFER the term 'treasure hunting'..." the young thief murmured.

"That reminds me, we are short of provisions, Locke..." the headmaster spoke up. "If you would..."

"Okay, I understand... I'm on my way," Locke sighed. "Still, even the kitchen will be empty at one point... and then what?"

"Let's just hope our attacker needs to eat and drink as well," Rinoa murmured. "I mean, maybe he isn't even human..."

Eiko frowned. "He looked like a human to me."

"Looks can be deceiving, kiddo!" Rinoa smirked and ruffled the young summoner's hair. "I already learned as much, even back when we were still living in Radiant Garden..."

"I miss my home..." Relm sighed. "And grandpa..."

Eiko smirked. "I'm betting Rinoa is missing Squall... right?"

Rinoa blushed. "N-now don't start talking like that. That isn't a topic for children..."

"You're just embarrassed because you don't wanna talk about it," Eiko smirked and stuck out her tongue.

Locke sighed. He knew who he was missing... and one of these persons was now under the control of their enemy.