Wanessa and I were safely stowed away in the cleaning cupboard on the ship. When we first boarded we noticed the disastrous mess everywhere and thought this would be the best place to hide, it seemed nobody went in there. When Sora, Donald, and Goofy climbed aboard Sora was talking about some girl named Jasmine and where she could have possibly gone.
"I hope we find her," Goofy said.
"Yeah," Sora agreed, "Aladdin is really worried about her."
"I just wonder where she got to," Donald said out loud. I almost jumped out of the closet to tell them that Riku was the one taking the girls. "We left her where it was safe." There were murmurs of agreement and after a few moments the ship rumbled to life.
For a few hours we sat in the darkness of the closet and I could feel the smell of bleach soak into my clothes. Great, I was going to smell like a cleaning cupboard. Nessa and I talked about as much as we could remember from the strategy guide and what was going to happen.
"But who knows what's going to happen?" Nessa freaked, "Now that we're in the story we could possibly change everything!" I was just silent for once; I looked around and tried to make out shapes in the dark room. "For all we know we could be stuck here forever and now that Rachel's gone we'll never find her again."
We passed the time with Nessa fretting to herself quietly and me panicking, but hiding it because I didn't want to freak her out anymore than what she already was. While we sat in the dark Sora ran past the closet at least a hundred times. Each time he was looking for something or needed information on how to fight the heartless. Donald and Goofy mostly stayed in the cockpit, directing where we went.
"I NEED A RAG!" Sora yelled after three hours of nothing. He ran past the closet and the mops shook on the wall and one fell onto the floor.
"Try the cleaning closet!" Donald said loudly. Nessa and I looked at each other as best we could in the dark and huddled back further. "What's that Goofy?" Sora's hand was on the door handle and he had it half open.
"SORA!" Goofy yelled.
"WHAT?" He turned to face the cockpit. We could see his face clearly in the hallway light. His spiky brown hair was sticking up as bad as ever and he was only three feet away from us.
"We're coming up on Traverse Town, get ready to open the door." Goofy called back. Sora left the door hanging open and ran away. I let the breath I didn't know I was holding out. I heard Nessa do the same. The ship landed smoothly and the only problem was when the first of the landing gear hit the pad and the entire ship tilted forward.
"SHIT!" I was flung forward and I crashed into the wall directly in front of the doorway. Donald looked over just as I did and his mouth dropped open.
"WHAA?" He yelled. The other two landing legs hit the ground and I was thrown backwards onto my butt. He ran over to me with his staff out and aimed at me. "What are you doing on our ship?"
"We needed a ride?" I smiled and held up my hands as a way of showing I didn't have my weapon…out. Nessa poked her head out of the closet.
"We're so sorry! I told her we shouldn't have just climbed aboard without asking," She started to apologize. Goofy had turned off the ship and Sora got distracted from his door duty and they walked up behind Donald. "But our friend Rachel disappeared after she was tricked into a portal by Maleficent and we have to find her so we can all figure out a way to get home!" Donald was tapping his foot, Goofy was looking sympathetic, and Sora looked at us like he was looking into a mirror. Which I realized, maybe he was.
"Well," Donald started.
"We're in Traverse Town to stock up and then we're off to find Riku and Kairi. And since you already seem to know about the worlds I guess it can't hurt to take you along with us so you can search for your friend Rachel," Sora interrupted. Donald looked at him and sighed, Goofy laughed.
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While Sora, Donald, and Goofy got off the ship and stocked up on supplies Nessa and I ran into District two and three to practice our fighting. While we were busy taking down heartless we didn't notice the man standing on one of the rooftops looking down on us. While Nessa plowed through the heartless with sparks of light shooting off her shield every time and they zoned into the heartless surrounding us.
I would send raging streaks of flames that caught on their black, inky forms and burned them away from the outside in. My ice attacks were just as effective, making them immobile until I could send my staff slicing through their sides and they would dissipate back into darkness. This attacking felt good and watching the re-releasing of the hearts into the sky made something in my soul lift.
I sent a rather large blast of flame towards a small group of heartless sneaking up on Wanessa's backside and they dissolved into nothing right before my eyes. I felt so much stronger. When Nessa knocked down the last heartless with her shield we stopped for a moment to catch our breath before moving on. While we faced one direction we heard two feet land behind us and we slowly turned to face it.
"Nice fighting." He was tall, dark, and handsome. His long brown hair was spilling over the top of the black leather jacket and the white fur around the collar. His dark brown eyes examined us carefully. He had on several belts, eight minimum. Nessa sucked in her breath quietly when his gaze shifted to her. "Do you have names?"
"If you tell me yours, I'll tell you mine," Nessa said, her voice going extremely flirtatious. The guy smirked and shook his head every so slightly so his bangs would fall away from his eyes. It revealed a scar running from one cheek, across his nose, to his forehead.
"The name's Leon," He said silently.
"Wanessa and Meggan," Nessa introduced us.
"Wanessa and Meggan," He repeated the names, "So you're the ones traveling with the key bearer."
"Yeah," I said, "What's it to you." He took his eyes of Nessa for a moment to look at me. He removed his long gun-blade that was resting on his shoulder to rest the tip on the ground.
"I need your help."