I'd like to start this chapter by warning anyone who is a fan of the current shows on Disney to beware of what you are about to read. And for those of you who despise the current shows on Disney and want the classic ones back: Enjoy! :D

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Meanwhile, somewhere in the Disney Studios…

Many characters walked around the streets of the Disney Studio area, chatting about ideas for upcoming movies, or talking about recent episodes of the newer shows on the network, or on a set rehearsing/running a scene for their show. Of course, one Disney character wasn't doing any of that. Rather, he was running like crazy toward the building of the CEO of the Disney company, Robert A. Iger. He burst through the doors and ran down the hall to the board room, where Robert was in the middle of an important meeting.

"Mickey! What on earth is going on?" Robert said, frantically. He was expecting Mickey, hoping he had the answers for some current problems they have been experiencing. "Did you find out anything?"

Mickey Mouse shook his head. "Nothing, sir," he said, out of breath. "But, I'm afraid I have some bad news: The Jonas Brothers have been kidnapped-- all three of them!"

Robert groaned. "Not another one… Same way?"

Mickey sighed. "No one was around to see, sir, but we have no doubt about it… especially with the evidence." He handed the CEO a piece of paper, with cut-and-pasted letters that read:

"GiVE mE whaT I wAnt, or AnOtheR cHarAcTer wILL SuFfeR tHe sAmE FATE! -- N.G."

"What is it that they want so bad, they'd be willing to kidnap several of our characters?!" John Lasseter, president of Disney and Pixar Animation studios, demanded.

"Sir," Mickey said, letting out a heavy sigh. "I think it's time you read this," He handed an envelope to the company president. "It came in the mail a week before the kidnappings started. We didn't want you to see it to disappoint you, but now I know it was a mistake to keep it from you. …We think it may have something to do with all this."

John opened the envelope and read the letter, and a shocked expression came up on his face, and he dropped the letter. Everyone stared, paying no attention to the letter floating on the floor as they asked what was so shocking, until Robert picked it up and read it, and became just as surprised, then turned to Mickey. "Get Edwin on the line, and tell him immediately." he said. Mickey nodded and ran to the nearest telephone.

Back in the Ruby-Spears Studios…

Kiff quickly intercepted Lamone, shoulder-slamming him off-course and preventing the vampire from attacking Silver. "Back off my friend!" he snapped.

Lamone looked at him with a confused glare. "Friend?! How could you call a werewolf a friend?!" he spat, then turned to Puggsy and Brielle. "What have you been filling his head with?!"

"(grr) What do you have against werewolves?" Silver demanded, deeply offended.

"Like you don't know. Werewolves have been an enemy of my family for generations," he turned to Puggsy, glowering. "At least, the last time I remember, that's how it's been."

Oh, great. The whole 'Vampire vs. Werewolf' cliché got into this story. Brielle thought, rolling her eyes.

"Well, wake up and smell the coffee, bat-breath. I don't know what happened 100 years ago, but I think it's time you let go of your grudge and face facts: it's over!" Puggsy snapped. "FYI, our family isn't against werewolves anymore… In fact, my best friend is a werewolf!"

"And mine, too!" Kiff added, referring to Blackrose.

"And mine!" Silver added as well. "Along with my family," He had learned that-- in some way-- FF2 and Fangs were related… long-lost cousins, Sally (Fangs' mom, OC) had said specifically.

Lamone sneered at the werewolf. "That, I have no doubt of." he scoffed.

"Listen up, pal-- distant cousin-in-law or not, you'd better get over your prejudice of werewolves, because if you so much as harm a hair on one of my friends---" Brielle began to threaten.

But the vampire just rolled his eyes, boredly. "I won't kill your little werewolf friends, you have my word on that… especially since my cousin insists on them being his friends. But I cannot promise I won't end my prejudice because of it, unless I have a good reason to."

"Criticizing me and hating werewolves-- you must be fun to hang around with," Puggsy said, sarcastically.

"Was that why you were chasing Timothy? Because he came from a werewolf family?" Brielle asked Lamone.

"I wasn't chasing him!" Lamone said, irritated. "And even if I was, it wouldn't have been because of that-- I didn't know he came from such a family, and even if I did, I wouldn't kill him unless he tried to kill me. …No, I was only trying to protect him."

"From who?" Silver asked.

"There was a man stalking him. I had seen him before on the news, and was suspicious on why he was following the boy. He had a name-- Vincent… something-- and I heard rumors of him killing a family by the name of 'Bickerson'…"

"VINCENT!!!" Brielle, Puggsy, Kiff, and Silver all cried out in shock.

"How the heck is HE still alive?!" Kiff shouted. "I thought he was killed off in 'Bitten'!"

"No, that was John, Kiff. And he wasn't killed off, he was sucked into a book," Brielle corrected, then became thoughtful. "But, I thought John said Vincent was just a younger version of himself…"

"He lied," A voice said, and they saw Tracker coming in. "John said that to throw us off, so we wouldn't know Vincent was still out there. I mean, it makes sense-- in order for John and Vincent to be the same person, I would have had to create John, rather than FF2."

Puggsy arched an eyebrow. "That does make sense… Wait, when did you get here?" he asked Tracker.

"I heard you all scream, 'Vincent!', and I thought the worse."

"Lamone saw him stalking Timothy." Brielle said, and Tracker gave her a confused look. "Oh, Lamone is the name of the vampire…"

"…Slash werewolf hater, (snarl)" Silver added, making Lamone glare daggers at him.

"What would he want with Timothy? He isn't a werewolf," Tracker said.

"That doesn't matter," Brielle sighed. "Vincent will kill anyone who's even close to a werewolf."

"…If not use them as bait to lure one into a trap," Puggsy added, remembering when Vincent captured him for such a plan… and ended up giving Brielle the scar on her neck from his knife, which only makes the teen hate the hunter even more.

"Bait?" Kiff repeated curiously. His parents never told him about the first time they met-- which is the same time the gang encountered Vincent for a third time. (a/n: See The Accomplice for the full story).

"It's a long story, we'll tell you later. Right now, we'd better tell Kasandra and Fangs and warnify them about Vincent."

They ran down the hall. Lamone and Silver ran next to each other, looked at each other, huffed, then looked away, sticking their noses in the air with disdain… and Silver ran into an open closet door as he did so. "Stupid werewolf," Lamone scoffed under his breath.

Meanwhile, Joe Ruby and Ken Spears took WG and FF2 into the boardroom, where FF2 heard the most stunning news in his life… okay, maybe the second most stunning, if you don't count the time Sally told him that he was-- in a way-- related to… um, well you know the story.

"A Key-Blade Master??" The co-author gasped in delight. "You mean, a REAL Key-Blade Master?? Sweet!"

"Yes, Edwin informed us with a message from a boy named Sora, who wishes to train with you immediately." Joe said.

"Double-sweet! (gasp) Do you think I'll be in the next Kingdom Hearts game?"

"I wouldn't press your luck, kid," Ken said, chuckling. "Remember: this is a fan fiction story, so--"

"Don't break the fourth wall, it ruins the story," WG scoffed.

"Erm, right. …Anyway, he said that when you're ready, he'd like to meet to in the Kingdom Hearts realm of the Disney Universe and---"

Just then, Edwin burst through the doors. "I just got a call from Iger! Several Disney characters-- old and new-- have gone missing!" he stammered.

"WHAT?!?!" WG yelled, shocked. She was a huge Disney fan (of the animated shows, mostly-- especially the classics) So this was shocking news for her-- not the good kind, either.

"They keep disappearing mysteriously-- mostly by being engulfed by shadows and vanishing right there, Mickey said. And he told me that whoever's doing it wishes a ransom in exchange for their return."

"What kind of ransom?" Joe asked.

Edwin turned to FF2. "Well, he said a letter came in a few weeks prior and… You're not going to believe this…"

"Try us." WG scoffed, sipping water.

Thus, came the third most stunning news for the young co-author. "Well, FF2... Is the long-lost nephew of Walt Disney, and the next one to run the company,"

Everyone's jaws dropped and WG spewed out her water in shock. "Wha…??"

Suddenly, as if things couldn't get any less shocking, Kim and Biff ran in. "Guys, we've got a situation." Biff said.

"No kidding! Several Disney stars are missing, and FF2 is related to Walt Disney!" WG exclaimed.

"What?" Kim said, confused.

"Um, actually, we just found out Vincent is still around and is after Timothy-- and us, no doubt." Biff said, then turned to FF2. "You're related to Walt Disney??"

"We'll get into that later," Joe said. "Right now, we'd better handle all this. Edwin, you call Mickey and tell him we'll meet him downtown."

"On it, hee-yuck!" Edwin said, in his 'Goofy' voice, then slapped his hand over his mouth. Red with embarrassment, he ran out of the room.

"This is going to be a looooooooooong story," Kim said, letting out a deep sigh.

A/N: Okay, just a re-cap, this is a FAN-FICTION story, so nothing you read is true… though it would be really, REALLY cool to run the Disney company! (gets dreamy look in eye) Whoops. *Ahem* Please review. Save the flames for your least desirable Disney pop-star.