Well, I don't know about you...but I'm ready for this story to get more interesting. Oh wait...it is...
Matt couldn't believe the words that the large, green dragon on just told him.
"You've…you've been expecting us?" Matt asked. "You can't be serious."
"Yes," the dragon replied. "Allow us to introduce ourselves to you three. I am Terrador, the Guardian of Earth. My fellow Guardians are Cyril and Volteer, masters of Ice and electricity."
"How fascinating," Volteer said. "I can hardly believe my eyes."
"It's amazing that we'd be lucky enough to witness such an event as this," Cyril said. The three kept their eyes pinned on Matt with intrigue.
"Wait! What?" Matt had no idea where they were going with this. Stitch and Pikachu also were confused.
"So…is this what you've foreseen." Hunter said, rubbing his chin. "Interesting."
"Whoa! Hold on!" Matt interrupted. "What are you talking about?! We just got here!"
"This doesn't make any sense," Pikachu said.
"Huh?" Stitch asked.
"There will be time for more explanation," Terrador said. "But you three must come with us immediately."
"Why?" Matt asked. "What's going on?"
"We must protect the city from these dark being before they can do further damage," Cyril said. "It's already coming apart at the seams."
"If you mean the Heartless, then we're on it!" Matt replied. We can't let this world fall into darkness!
"Bring it!" Stitch yelled.
Volteer then stared at Stitch and Pikachu each. "What fascinating creatures…what did you say you were again?"
"Later, Volteer," Terrador said. "The city is at stake!"
Matt and his friends sprung into action, following Hunter and the Guardians around Warfang. While the dragons circled overhead, Matt's group continued to fight the oncoming Heartless and Nobodies. They weren't anything special, but there seemed to be no end to them.
Matt's thoughts still continued to dwell on how the Guardians had expected them. Something about this whole situation made him feel as though this world would be a more difficult world than he thought.
Spyro continued to brood on the edge of the lake. His mind was filled with confusion and doubt. How had they gotten into this predicament?
*Flashback*
After their battle with Malefor, Spyro and Cynder thought they had just ended in a land distant to Warfang. They both figured they'd just fly back to the city to announce their survival.
Like Cynder had suggested, she and Spyro spent two days in the valley in order to recover from their epic battle. Food and water was plentiful for them, as they found several fruit bearing trees and vines for a source of nourishment.
What was strange was that there were no signs of life where the dragons had ended up, having no animals whatsoever. No birds, no deer, no squirrels, nothing. There weren't even any fish in the lake they were drinking from…
Spyro and Cynder decided to think little of it, seeing as how they'd begin their journey home soon anyway. When the time came to leave the valley, both enjoyed feeling the air under their wings again. Their flight seemed normal, flying over several forests and mountain sides.
Until…
"Spyro?"
"What, Cynder?"
"Isn't that the same lake we started from?"
"Nah, you're probably just imagining things. Let's keep going!"
After another hour of flying, Spyro then noticed it too.
"Spyro, what's going on?" Cynder asked. "Are we flying in circles?"
"I don't know." Spyro noticed the sun was setting, so they both decided to check the 'lake'.
When they landed, both Spyro and Cynder were shocked.
"No way!" Cynder yelled.
"What's…what's happening?" Spyro asked. It was the exact same spot they had left from. It was as if they were in some sort of loophole. They were trapped!
Cynder looked at Spyro with concern. "Spyro…do you remember what you were thinking about where we might end up?"
Spyro was insulted. "Well…all I remember was that I was a little busy fixing the world as we know it. I was thinking…I…"
"What, Spyro?"
"I was thinking...that this was it for me. I thought I was sacrificing myself…so..."
"Yeah, well…," Cynder was at a loss for words as well.
"Cynder…I'm sorry."
"For what?" She was surprised at his comment.
"I think I may have accidently…sent us somewhere…somewhere we can't escape."
"What do you mean? You don't think…"
"Maybe we really are dead," Spyro shuttered at the thought. "What have I done?"
"Spyro," Cynder said sternly. "We are not dead. I know it."
Spyro still had doubt. "How can you be so sure?"
"I'm not…I guess," she looked down. "I just thought…maybe this was meant to happen. I don't know…"
Spyro closed his eyes. "Well…at least we're still together…and not alone."
Cynder smiled. "Right…"
*End Flashback*
Spyro and Cynder had tried for days to work their way out of this limbo, but for all their efforts there seemed to be no way out.
They both took it pretty hard, and the thought started to settle in that they would never see their friends again…
Spyro sighed once more. Was this his destiny? How did this happen? Malefor was defeated. He had made his mark on this generation like Ignitus said he would. Maybe…maybe that was all he was supposed to do…
Make his mark…
Also, Spyro was having an inner battle with himself…over the only thing left to him now…
Matt, Stitch, and Pikachu continued to assist the Guardians against the Heartless that raided the city. Eventually, the Heartless just stopped coming altogether for some reason.
"Whew," Stitch said.
"That's a relief," Pikachu added.
"I don't know guys," Matt said. "Something tells me that we're only getting started."
He turned to Hunter. "Hunter, have you seen anyone in dark clothing running around?"
Hunter shook his head. "These dark creatures have been running around for some time now, but no one has seen anyone of that sort."
"Hmm…," Matt said.
Suddenly, they head Terrador's voice from above. "Hunter! Have the human and his friends come to the temple! We'll meet you there!" He and the other Guardians flew off.
"Alright," Hunter said. "Follow me." The trio went on to follow Hunter and Sparx.
Along the way, Hunter asked Matt more about the Heartless and what he and his friends were doing. Matt explained.
"Well, there's this Organization that's running around causing trouble in all of the worlds. They're using the Heartless to try and get more power. Stitch, Pikachu, and I are trying to stop them from doing it."
"Wait! Hold up!" Sparx interrupted. "Now what do you mean by other worlds?"
"Well…this world is one of many that make up the universe I guess," Matt said.
"All of us are from different worlds, too," Pikachu added. "We've seen amazing things and met many people on our journey so far."
"Wesa go all over! Cu baja!" Stitch added.
"Man, you guys sound exactly like...," Sparx suddenly put his head down.
"Like what?" Matt asked.
"Nothing, nothing."
"Come, we're almost there," Hunter said.
Soon, the group stood before what Hunter called the Dragon Temple…or at least what was left of it.
"Man, what happened here?" Pikachu asked.
"Oo…ouch," Stitch commented.
Hunter and Sparx didn't say anything as they led Matt and his friends towards the main chamber. The Guardians were waiting for them around what was a large looking pool of greenish water.
"Ok," Matt began. "So can you tell us exactly what's going on around here? How did you know that I'd be here?"
"We Guardians have the ability to foresee events in the future," Terrador said. "When these 'Heartless' first arrived, it was unexpected and the people were caught off guard. We've managed to fight them off, but we don't know how much longer we can last without finding it's source."
"Ok…," Matt said. "Go on."
"But," Cyril commented. "Before they arrived, we each had a strange vision. A vision of a creature that the dragons have not encountered for centuries."
"A human…," Volteer said. "This was quite the discovery. We had no idea there were still human beings alive! I never dreamed I'd see the day when I'd see an actual human being."
Matt chuckled a little bit. "Well, that's nice to see."
"We also saw your companions as well," Terrador said. "What exactly are they?"
"Mesa Stitch, or 626," Stitch said. "Jumba my creator."
"And I'm Pikachu," he said. "A Pokemon. My trainer is Ash Ketchum from Pallet Town."
Matt interrupted. "Yeah, it's a pretty long story…"
While Volteer and Cyril wanted to hear more about the origins of these strangers, Terrador said they didn't have the time.
"We must deal with the Heartless that have befallen us," he said. "I fear they may consume this city…and this world."
"Don't worry," Matt said. "While we're here, that's not going to happen!"
"Matt," Hunter said. "What can you tell us about these Heartless that we don't already know?"
"Well, the Heartless are attracted to the darkness in people's hearts. Is there anyone that fits that bill here?"
"Malefor…," Hunter said harshly. "He could have been the source…but he has been defeated now."
"By who?" Pikachu asked. Matt and Stitch were also curious about it.
"That doesn't matter," Terrador quickly said. "We must find the one truly responsible for this act before it's too late."
But how…? Matt thought.
Suddenly, as though answering Matt's question, a dark cloud started to pass over Warfang. Everyone ran out to find the people running in panic…but the Heartless were not there.
"What's going on?" Volteer asked.
Then, one of the coldest voices Matt had ever heard spoke. It was as if a loudspeaker had been placed over the sky. "Citizens of Warfang…and all who oppose the Heartless…here me now!"
"Ahh!!!" Sparx flew behind Hunter in panic. Stitch and Pikachu also fled behind Matt's legs, shaking in terror. Matt could hear the screams of the locals.
"No...," Hunter said.
"It can't be…," Terrador said.
"Here me now! Surrender to the darkness in your hearts…and all of your suffering will end. You may think that you can defeat my Heartless, but it cannot be stopped."
Matt grunted. He wasn't going to listen to any of this. "Who are you?" he yelled. "Show yourself you coward!"
The voice replied. "Ahh…yes. The Keyblade wielder. I've been expecting you. Your presence here makes no difference."
Suddenly, a pair of huge, yellow eyes emerged from the cloud. They were staring directly at Matt and the others. Even with the Keyblade, Matt still was cowering in fear of the sight.
"Malefor!" Terrador exclaimed. "He lives! Impossible!"
The voice laughed. "I am not that fool. He would cower before me. I am Malchoir, the most powerful being in this world. No one can match me, even without the Heartless."
Matt gritted his teeth. "Really? I'd like to see you prove that! You want a fight?" He summoned his Keyblade. "You've got one! We won't let you take this world!"
"Foolish human. If you only knew the beginning of the power of the Heartless with, then you would understand how any attempt to resist is useless."
"However, I make an offer to the Guardians and the Keyblader! Surrender your hearts to me in one day's time and I will spare this pitiful world. If you fail, then you will all perish and this world is mine!"
"What?" Hunter asked.
"What is he talking about?" Sparx asked, still shaking.
"One day's time. I leave the choice to you…" The eyes of the beast started to fade away, along with the dark cloud.
"No! Come back! You coward!" Matt yelled.
"Mala questa!" Stitch added.
The Guardians and Hunter were still shocked.
"No…," Volteer said. "How could this be?"
"How could this happen?" Hunter asked. "I thought…"
"I don't know," Terrador said. "But it seems as though we are facing our darkest hour."
Matt was shaking in frustration. You've gotta be kidding me! I have to beat this! Malchoir's power…it's incredible!
Matt looked at Stitch and Pikachu, who both looked as troubled as he was.
What are we going to do? How are we supposed to fight this thing?
What am I missing here? I know I've seen this before, but where?
Suddenly, Matt started to feel weaker and weaker. He fell to his knees. It was as if a wave of peace had gone over his whole body. Before he knew it, his eyes were closing…
"Matt?!" Stitch and Pikachu noticed his behavior and ran to his side. Hunter and Sparx rushed over as well.
In a second, Matt's mind was blank and he knew no more…
Uh oh...what's happened to Matt? Find out next chapter!