That morning, Yetra and I had breakfast while talking. We both learned about each other, though I had a feeling Yetra learned more about me than I did about her.

"Do you have any family?" I asked.

Yetra shook her head.

"Friends?" I asked.

Yetra shrugged.

"How'd you get to Kyle's world?" I asked.

"Well," Yetra said. "I don't really know. I just woke up and saw you guys fighting."

I thought that more than a few of the answers Yetra gave me was a lie, but I couldn't be sure, so I moved on. "Are you my friend?"

Yetra thought about it. "If you want me to be."

"I do," I said. "I like having friends. Do you think we'll ever find Ianus?"

"I'm sure we will eventually." Yetra said. "He might be looking for you, too."

"I hope so." I said. "So, what do you think will happen today?"

"Something big," Yetra assured me.

Once we got to the academy, Maka met us in front of the steps. Soul, Riley, and Kylie stood next to her.

"We were told about what happened." Maka said. "Sorry I was ready to kill you."

"I'm sure somebody else will want to kill me soon," I shrugged. "At least I know that, as long as I have an Irishman nearby, I'll be fine."

Riley smiled. "Good to see you're doin' alright. So, Yetracx...What kind of name is that?"

"I think it's cool." Soul said.

"It's not much of a name." Yetra said emotionlessly.

"Anyways, we're going to help you two learn to fight." Riley said. "I was assigned to be the leader, since I'm Kylie's Meister and she's a Death Scythe."

"A what?" I asked.

"It's a long story." Kylie said. "Anyways, you two should get out your weapons."

My keyblade appeared in my hand, and I spun it around.

"Can that thing seriously teleport you to other dimensions?" Soul asked.

"Yeah." I said. "It's good to have."

Yetra held her hand out, lightning surging around her hand. The lightning all went into the palm of her hand, shaping into a solid form. Then, in a flash of light, her sword was in her hand.

"That was cool." Soul said.

"Aye." Riley agreed.

"Anyways," Kylie said pointedly, "who is going against whom?"

"Dibs on Yetra!" Riley called.

Soul shrugged. "Whatever."

"Alright, here's the rules." Riley said. I realized that Riley was the leader of whatever group he was in. "Somebody says stop, ya' stop. Somebody begins bleeding, you stop. If the Heartless come, you stop, kill 'em, and start again. Got it?"

"Aye," I said, copying him.

"Laugh it up, keyblade." Riley said, but still smiled. "Alright, get ready." Kylie jumped into the air, changing into a claymore, and Riley caught her.

"Hey, can I hold her?" I asked.

Riley shrugged, handing me to her. Immediately, the handle felt hot. I immediately tossed the sword away, waving my hand.

"The hell was that?" I asked.

"Oh, right." Riley said. "If your soul doesn't match up or whatever- Kylie's the child prodigy, not me -then something like that'll happen. Can I hold your keyblade?"

"You can try." I said, handing it to him. Immediately, it disappeared and reappeared in my hand. "That happens."

"Fair enough." Riley shrugged. I turned, seeing Maka holding a scythe.

"How can you guys turn into weapons? I mean, that's just so...odd." I said.

"You have to understand," Kylie said, her voice coming from the claymore I wasn't able to hold. "This is our world. We've been surrounded by this all of our lives, so it isn't weird to us. But you, on the other hand, haven't; so, you think that this is weird. It works the same for us, though, because we think you and Yetra are weird."

"We are." I said. "My world's been destroyed for, what, three days? I'm not used to having a keyblade or a friend that can summon a sword that's almost as big as me out of lightning. But, I have to keep going."

"That was nice and all," Yetra said. "But we need to get training."

I shrugged, and Riley said "Go!"