The last chapter of Agrabah! I love this world. Maybe I should write more later. I don't know. I'll stop before I start rambling.

Riku: "DarthKingdom doesn't own anything in this story, as you all know full and well right now. If anybody from Square or Disney is reading this, stop panicking and get back to working on Dream Drop Distance… And explain why Sora and I look younger in the game, even though it supposedly takes place after KH2. It makes no sense, and-"

Okay stop, now you're rambling.

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Chapter 110: The Hand of Midas

Sa'luk was practically dragging Cassim down the shining street. Things were falling apart all around them just as soon as they were looking up. The only thing he could do now was grab the Hand and try to salvage whatever was left by escaping.

And of course, he could see to it that Cassim was worth his weight in gold.

He dragged him to the top of the mountain on the giant turtle's back, making his way toward the temple-like structure sitting at its summit. It was very tall and polished white like everything else. The entrance was flanked by the large gold statues of two birds, ready to take flight.

"Get a move on, 'Your Highness.'" Sa'luk barked when they had reached the arched entrance. "We haven't got a lot of time."

"No, you don't." Cassim said.

"What's that supposed to-"

He was cut off in mid-sentence when a blast of Dawn struck him in the chest. He flew backwards into one of the bird statues with enough force to actually leave a dent in it. He wore a dazed expression for a moment, but through his blurred vision, he saw the figure of Aladdin looming over him.

"It took me years to find my father. I'm not losing him again."

One last punch to the face, and Sa'luk was out like a light.

Sora and Riku freed Cassim from his bonds. But the older man only saw Aladdin when he could finally move his hands. "You came to help me?"

"How could I do anything else?" He replied with a smile. He hiked a thumb over his shoulder toward the temple entrance. "Now let's get that treasure of yours."

Cassim smiled, and walked in first. As Aladdin followed, Sora patted him on the back, and smiled approvingly. "That's the Aladdin I know."

The four people walked into the temple, first along a long, dark, hallway with a stone floor, walls, and ceiling. There was a faint light coming from the very end, coming from an unknown source.

The first thing that Sora could think was also the first thing that Cassim said, "Amazing."

They stood in a massive, round chamber with very high stone walls. Two massive black statues of what appeared to be griffons stood at either side of the chamber, standing high enough to where they were halfway to the ceiling. Lining the room were columns that ended halfway up the height of the griffon statues. The doorway they had entered through was the head of an eagle with an open beak. Interestingly, a large stone structure that resembled the oracle's staff sat atop it. And one of the oracle herself was looming over the room, behind it.

As Sora wondered if there was some kind of connection between the oracle and the Vanishing Isle, he caught sight of something truly miraculous. There was a circular hole in the roof through which the sun was shining. There was a large, floating, golden hand floating high up in the center of the room, palm up and rotating slowly. The sunlight shining off of it was a beautiful effect. Sora saw something sitting on it, but couldn't make out what it was from ground level.

They walked into the center of the room, eyes fixed on the floating hand. Suddenly, there was a high pitched sort of cry. It was definitely far away, but it echoed throughout the chamber. Less than one second later, the whole temple shook with enough force to knock them all over.

"Okay, who wants to bet that that was Genie's fault?" Riku asked, remembering seeing what looked like demonic Moogles as he and Sora had ran in pursuit of Sa'luk. He had silently reminded himself to stay on his good side.

"No!" Cassim contradicted, a trace of panic in his voice. "It's the Vanishing Isle. The turtle is diving, we must climb higher!"

It was only then that Sora heard the unmistakable sound of rushing water. Knowing that he'd regret it, he turned around to face the entrance. A massive surge of saltwater was shooting down the corridor.

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At this same moment, Sa'luk was regaining consciousness. He slowly got to his feet, , popping his weary bones back into place. He took a few ragged gasps of air, trying to regain some energy.

He looked down the mountainside, and could see the fighting far below. His thieves were nowhere to be seen, and it looked like the ranks of the Heartless and Nobodies were rapidly thinning out. Klaxam was fighting off some strange floating creatures at the same time he was attacking the off-worlders.

Sa'luk growled to himself. Things had been going so well.

He suddenly realized that the ground he was standing on was wet. He realized with a start that the giant turtle on which they all stood was starting to sink. From somewhere behind him, he could hear shouting. Turning around, he saw the entrance to the Hand's temple was filling up with water.

"Get higher! I can see the Hand!" Cassim was saying.

And now Cassim and his son were about to become rich beyond anyone's wildest dreams. Sa'luk trembled with anger, he snarled, and finally released his anger in the form of a beastly howl.

Darkness exploded around him.

Amidst the fighting below, Klaxam smirked as he parried a strike from Yuffie. "Finally."

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Thanks to Sora and Riku's convenient means to defy gravity, they, Aladdin, and Cassim were currently standing on one of the massive griffon statues in the Hand's chamber. Water was filling up the room quickly, pouring from the entrance to the chamber, between the columns on the lower level, and even out of the griffons' mouths.

Directly across from them over ten feet away, was the large, floating golden hand. From this angle, Sora could see that the thing resting in its massive palm was a stone statue of an Egyptian man in fine clothing. In one hand, he held what appeared to be the oracle's rod.

On the end of the other arm was the treasure that Cassim had searched so long for. The Hand of Midas's fingers were pressed together, and it was made of pure gold. Beneath the layer of stone, there appeared to be a wooden handle connected to the wrist.

Sora saw tears of happiness in Cassim's eyes. He quickly wiped them away with his sleeve. He crouched slightly, as if getting ready for the great leap over to the hand. "Pity I didn't find this place years ago. This would be much easier if I was much younger."

Aladdin took a running start, and leapt from the statue they stood on. He landed on the very edge of the hand. For just a moment, he looked as if he were going to fall backwards into the churning water below.

But he was able to recover his balance quickly, and was fully on the hand a moment later. Sora leapt after him, landing almost directly on the statue in the center.

"It pays to have junior partners!" Aladdin called back to Cassim.

"Be careful!" He warned. "Don't touch the golden hand!"

Very carefully, Aladdin took a hold of the wooden grip below the hand that protruded from the statue. He lifted it up from the stone arm, and held it in the air to observe it in the sunlight.

He hadn't expected it to start glowing. A beam of narrow golden light shot from it into the face of the massive oracle statue on the wall behind him. Its eyes started glowing, and a golden keyhole shape appeared before it, shimmering lightly.

Riku (still on the griffon statue with Cassim) immediately summoned Way to Dawn. Red-orange light gathered at the tip of the Keyblade, and compressed into a tiny ball before shooting into the heart of Agrabah's Keyhole.

For a moment, it flashed, filling the room with gold light. When it faded seconds later, the Keyhole was gone, and everything was as it had been.

Aladdin and Sora smiled. "Heads up!" Aladdin called to Cassim, throwing the Hand of Midas to him. He probably didn't realize that that was a very bad idea, but Cassim was ready to catch it.

He held out the cape which was part of his new outfit, and caught the Hand in it. For a moment, it crackled with what appeared to be electricity, and then it spread to the cape itself.

The dark blue turned gold, spreading across it until the whole thing was a heavy, silky gold material hanging from Cassim's back.

He held the Hand by its wooden handle, and admired the cape, laughing in a mixture of relief and triumph. "The Hand of Midas!"

He bent down, and touched the golden hand to the surface of the griffon statue beneath his feet. The effect was almost immediate. Inside of five seconds, the statue was completely solid gold. And within one minute, the entire room was glimmering, shining gold. Even the water had somehow become cool, liquid gold.

The overall effect in one room was both staggering and beautiful.

Unfortunately, the moment was ruined when a large figure broke the surface of the water with a loud shout. It was some form of Heartless, that much was clear.

It had the rough shape of a large, muscular man, with jet black skin. Its burning yellow eyes had black irises, with no pupils. Its mouth looked like a jagged, toothy line. Its large feet seemed to be nothing more than three powerful, grasping talons. Above each of its large fists were three long, golden blade-like protrusions that looked capable of slicing clean through metal.

These were what made Sora realize what he was looking at.

"Cassim!" Sa'luk's Heartless bellowed; his voice had changed slightly, holding a deeper undertone. His feet dug into the side of the nearest statue, which was at the opposite end of the room from Cassim and Riku's. He began to run up it, and soon reached the top of its head.

He took up a fighting position, crouching down, and holding his claws out to either side of his body. "Give me the Hand of Midas, or you all die!"

Sora summoned Oblivion, and Aladdin drew his scimitar. "Heartless or not, Sa'luk, you're still no match for any of us. Only a poor third, at best."

Sa'luk leapt over to the floating hand, his echoing animal howl louder than the roaring water pouring into the chamber. When he landed on the hand, it rocked under his new weight.

He struck at Aladdin with one claw and at Sora with the other. While they both blocked the attack, the force of it was enough to buckle their knees and nearly knock them over. Sora swept at Sa'luk's legs, only for the new Heartless to leap high over him, and land on his other side.

He raised both claws to strike him down, but a blast of Dawn to the back stopped him, and made him stumble. Riku flew over to the hand, and struck with his blade at the back he had blasted. Sa'luk displayed a surprising talent, turning his left arm completely around to block the attack with his claws.

Sora had gotten his bearings back, but Aladdin moved first, moving to strike Sa'luk. The Heartless lashed out before the street rat could reach him, nearly taking his head off. A last minute duck was the only thing that saved him.

But Sa'luk brought his knee flying up to smash into Aladdin's stomach, sending him to the ground, gasping for breath. Sora stepped in, striking at Sa'luk's chest before he could act on his friend's moment of weakness.

He slipped to the side to avoid both his and Riku's attacks, and crouched in a fighting stance again. Riku moved first, striking quickly to behead the Heartless. Sa'luk blocked it without even standing to his full height. He thrust his other set of claws forward, and would have stabbed them through his stomach if he hadn't disengaged and leapt backward to the edge of the hand.

Sora moved in then, feigning a strike at his head, and then aiming low. Sa'luk deflected this blow, but was forced to give ground when Sora continued his assault. Unfortunately for him, there wasn't much ground left to give. The hand was only about ten feet long from fingertips to base.

When he reached the last finger, he was forced to start a new tactic. After parrying one last blow from Sora, he leapt backwards. He kicked off hard enough to rock the floating hand again, and made it all the way to the wall behind him. His talon-like feet latched into the wall despite the fact that it was pure gold.

He grinned, and stretched out his hands, with his claws aiming at his enemies. From his golden claws, he fired golden energy in the form of spikes at those standing on the hand.

By this time, Aladdin was back on his feet, and Riku had summoned his Guardian to catch the golden blasts shooting at them. The muscular creature hovered in front of the three combatants, taking each blast in the chest with barely any movement.

The moment Sa'luk let up in his energy attack, Riku ordered it forward. It rushed toward Sa'luk, fists clenched before it. The Heartless leapt to the side, adjusting his grip on the wall as it approached.

The Guardian's fists left identical deep dents in the gold wall, barely missing its target. Sa'luk lashed out at it, slashing one of his claws at its arm. He had probably been expecting this to remove the arm completely, because he seemed very surprised when the Guardian merely continued punching at him, not at all hurt.

Faced against an apparently invincible opponent, Sa'luk had no choice but to retreat backwards across the wall. Unfortunately for him, the Guardian wasn't the only one that could fly.

Riku took to the air on his Dawn, and Sora got into the Keyboard. Both flew to Sa'luk's other side, the side of him that the Guardian wasn't attacking. He tried as best he could to block all the attacks, even resulting to stabbing one set of claws into the wall, and freeing one set of talons on his feet.

His foot shot out, and the talons gripped Sora's blade as it swung at his face. He released his grip on the wall, and fell toward the rising water below, dragging Sora after him. Instantly, Sora dismissed the Keyblade, and stopped his descent as Sa'luk fell into the water with a loud splash.

Riku dismissed the Guardian, and hovered next to him by the floating hand. Aladdin walked up behind them, peering over the edge into the water. Apart from the fact that the water continued to rise, nothing happened for several seconds. Normally, this would have been a good sign for Sa'luk's opponents, but Sora reminded himself that it was a Heartless they were dealing with.

Finally, his massive form shot from under the water, colliding with the bottom of the hand. Perhaps he had been hoping to knock Aladdin from the perch, but he failed. He swung himself up a second later, and slashed at the young man's head.

His attempt at a surprise attack failed, as Aladdin brought up his scimitar to catch the blow before it made contact. Sora and Riku ran toward him, blades ready to strike. Sa'luk leapt into the air, and landed on their other side.

Using both sets of claws, he swept horizontally at them. While they were able to block the attack, there was enough power behind the blow to knock them over. Aladdin leapt to their aide, slashing wide at Sa'luk's head before he could deliver the coup de grace. The large Heartless took two steps back to avoid the attack, resulting in Aladdin over swinging, and leaving a gaping hole in his defenses.

Sa'luk smirked, and prepared to drive his claws into his chest.

Before he could act, he discovered that there was a familiar dagger wedged in his shoulder. As he cried out in pain, his combatants looked over at the statue where Cassim stood. He was smirking slightly, having just hit his target after several years with no practice at knife-throwing.

Sa'luk ripped the knife from his shoulder, and tossed it to the ground by the statue on the hand. Aladdin leapt at him, blade swinging, and leaving a large gash across his chest. The Heartless fell backwards off of the hand, barely managing to get a grip on the side before he plunged into the water.

Using only his feet, he thrust himself back up, flying into the air, and intending to drop down onto Aladdin from the air like a bird of prey. But when he reached the highest point of his ascent, the massive Guardian shot forward, ramming its fist into his stomach with enough force to send him flying into the opposite wall.

He just barely managed to get a grip on the wall using his claws once again. But rather than attacking from a distance with an energy assault, he opted to push forward with his feet, soaring back toward the hand, directly toward Sora.

"Aladdin!" Sora shouted.

"Moving out!" Aladdin crouched down, holding his scimitar in a reverse-handed grip where the blade faced the opposite direction it usually did. He leapt directly at Sa'luk.

For a few seconds, the young man seemed to vanish from the room, moving so fast that it would have taken a special camera to see him for even one nanosecond. Suddenly, Sa'luk was hit by something that the naked eye couldn't see.

He was thrown backwards into the wall yet again, but less than one second later, he was struck again, and knocked high into the air, out of the circular hole in the ceiling. But he was suspended above the island for only the briefest of moments, before something struck him in the back, sending him flying to the palm of the hand with the force of a meteor hitting the earth.

Fortunately, the hand wasn't damaged, but it did rock violently. Sora nearly fell off, but was steadied by Aladdin; the invisible force that had smacked Sa'luk around a few times within the time span of three seconds.

He leaned on Sora's shoulder casually. "I'm back!"

Sora was amazed as he always was at the sheer speed at which Aladdin moved during their Limit, but didn't have time to dwell on the point. Sa'luk was stumbling to his feet, rubbing the top of his bare head.

Utilizing the same blindingly fast speed that Aladdin had utilized, Sora leapt at Sa'luk. He struck once at his face, sending him reeling backwards, and then a second time at his chest, within the space of one second.

He reversed the momentum from his last attack to push himself backwards off of Sa'luk in midair, and back to the point where he had leapt from. By then, Aladdin had already leapt in a similar fashion, plowing the flat side of his blade into Sa'luk's chin to knock him spinning into the air.

Sora leapt again the moment that his large feet touched the ground, shooting into the air. His first attack caught him in the stomach, sending him higher, and he pushed off of his back down toward the ground.

Aladdin quickly jumped onto the statue on the hand, balancing effortlessly on its head, and shot at Sa'luk again, hitting him in the hip, and knocking him toward the wall.

His Keybearer partner leapt at the Heartless yet again, and they repeated this process of unnaturally fast leaping strikes against the hapless Sa'luk twice more before deciding to finish their Limit.

"Time for a little teamwork." Aladdin said, jumping feet-first toward Sora. The Keybearer mimicked him, and the soles of their feet met in midair. They turned in midair, their weapons ready at their sides.

They launched themselves off of the other while in midair, seeming to temporarily defy the laws of physics. They were lost from sight temporarily, and were only seen for the smallest possible instant connecting with the walls on either side of the rapidly flooding chamber.

Then, as they kicked off of them, aiming directly for Sa'luk, they were lost from view once more.

A mere fraction of a nanosecond afterword, Sa'luk was struck from all sides while still floating in midair. The sounds of Sora and Aladdin's weapons could be heard striking the Heartless over and over again inside of two seconds. He flailed around hopelessly under the onslaught, and ended up being thrown back onto the hand, smacking his head against the statue.

Sora and Aladdin landed back on it at the same time, and slapped hands as they came out of their crouch.

The fight appeared at last done, and Sa'luk was fading rapidly into Darkness. Using what little strength he had left, he raised his arm, fist clenched, and claws glowing. He growled weakly.

"If I can't have the Hand of Midas, then I'll see that it sinks with all of us." With a surprising amount of power, he fired one large golden bolt of energy into the nearest griffon statue, blasting a gaping hole in it, through which water poured through even faster than before.

As Sa'luk vanished at last, the water had reached the golden hand, and was beginning to drip into its giant palm. "Time to go!" Cassim beckoned from the top of the statue he had been stuck on during the fight. He had torn free a piece of his sleeve, and wrapped the Hand of Midas in it (the material had turned gold, naturally) and tucked it into his belt.

They didn't need telling twice. Riku's Guardian appeared, and grabbed Aladdin and Cassim in its massive arms. Sora took to the sky on his Keyboard, and they followed him out of the hole in the ceiling, and into the salty air.

They touched down for a moment on the roof of the temple. Cassim took out the Hand to examine it in the light. "After all these years," Aladdin said, "You've finally got your treasure."

"This thing? No." He looked at the Hand with an expression of distaste. "This wretched thing almost cost me the ultimate treasure."

He looked at Aladdin for a few moments, and then handed the Hand to Sora. He then crushed Aladdin in a fatherly embrace, which he returned. "It's you, son. You are my ultimate treasure. I'm just sorry it took me this long to realize it."

After Aladdin returned his hug, he broke away, and took the hand from Sora, once again fixing it with an expression of disgust. "The Hand of Midas can take its curse to the bottom of the sea!"

On his last word, he threw the hand with all his might over the edge of the temple roof, and flying out toward the ocean.

By complete coincidence, the hand landed on the small vessel that the less-than-Forty Thieves had used to travel to the Vanishing Isle. It bounced across the deck twice, and worked its magic the moment it touched the mast.

Its magic spread across the entire ship, turning it gold until it looked shockingly similar to the one that still sat on the ocean floor at the thieves' base.

Klaxam had collected the seven thieves during the battle (while dodging attacks from all sides) and deposited them onto the ship. Most were conscious again, and preparing to set sail while the Nobody held off the attackers on his own. The Heartless and Nobodies he had brought with them were all gone.

"It's turned everything to solid gold!" One of the thieves exclaimed joyfully, admiring one of the golden rigging ropes. But seeing as the ship was several meters out to sea at this point, anyone with common sense could have guessed what happened next.

The golden ship was completely underwater six seconds after the first traces of water flowed in, leaving the thieves treading water desperately.

Klaxam noted this with what would have been annoyance if he could still feel it. Swiping one final time at Kairi (and missing the top of her head by an inch) he bolted off the street they were fighting on, and off the island altogether.

He moved fast enough to sprint across the water for nearly twenty feet, and into a corridor of Darkness that he opened up on a whim.

So only the off-worlders and Agrabah natives were left on the Vanishing Isle as it sank into the waves with an amphibious wail.

"Where the heck are they!" Iago screamed to the sky, referring to Aladdin, Cassim, Sora and Riku. The whole group was assembled together at the base of a tower. Nehrut lifted them up to stand on top of it, and they found that there was just enough room for all of them to stand. Genie and Carpet were also missing somewhere.

"Up there!" Kairi shouted, pointing toward the temple roof. Four specks appeared (they soon became five), and immediately left the roof, aiming directly toward them.

Cassim's voice carried over to them from across the water. "Get over here, you blasted rug!"

Out of nowhere, the still giant-sized Carpet surfaced from the ocean several meters away from the sinking Isle like a bizarre whale. It intercepted the figures from the temple as they approached, and they settled down easily onto it. Carpet continued toward the tower where the rest of them were standing (Axel was holding his thumb out comically like a hitchhiker).

The giant rug shot by the tower, and they all leapt onto it. They rose into the sky, to where they had a fantastic view of the Vanishing Isle as it sank beneath the waves.

"You actually trust this thing?" Aladdin asked his father sarcastically, referring to Carpet.

"With my life, son."

"What happened to Genie?" Sora asked. He received several shrugs in reply. But then, Nehrut's eyes caught sight of something, and he immediately turned Donald and Goofy's heads to face a certain spot down below in the water. They broke out in peals of laughter, and as soon as Sora and Mickey saw what they were looking at, they knew why.

They were looking down at a small steamboat. It was completely black and white, and sending quick puffs of dark smoke into the air as it tugged along across the water.

"Gotta love it when someone breaks the fourth wall." Nehrut commented.

"What?" Axel asked.

"Hey!" Genie interrupted, making the steamboat vanish, and appearing beside the Carpet. "Hate to interrupt what I'm sure would have been a wonderful explanation, but I do believe that we still have some unfinished business to attend to."

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They made it back to Agrabah in a little over an hour. And later that evening, when the sky had turned black and silver with night and bright shining stars, the palace pavilion was once more packed with people.

There is an old expression, 'The third time's the charm.' These words rang true in the case of Aladdin and Princess Jasmine's wedding.

At long last –in the sight of all their friends- they shared their first kiss as husband and wife, amidst the soft light of several candles.

Cheers broke out all across the room, which was suddenly filled with Genie's magical fireworks exploding overhead. Those cheering the loudest were the off-worlders, who were situated in the front row once again.

Unseen to all but a few as the newlyweds walked down the aisle, hand-in-hand, an older man garbed entirely in dark blue smiled proudly, while leaning against one of the pillars ringing the pavilion.

"Out in the open? No mask?" Iago had joined him outside. "Pretty risky, if you ask me."

"Even a wanted man can risk a bit to see his own son's wedding." He bent down to Iago's level. "So, you little turkey, come to say goodbye?"

"Nah, I already said my goodbyes... Of course, the monkey had to cry, and that got me going..." He sniffed once.

"You're not going to live in the palace?"

"With the newlyweds? It'll be all lovey-dovey! I'd just as soon keep my will to live."

Cassim saddled up on a horse that had been waiting patiently for him nearby throughout the entire wedding ceremony. "Well, I don't know where I'm going, but you're welcome to come along for the ride."

"You're a good guy, Cassim." Iago complimented, landing on his shoulder as they rode away. "But not too good!"

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You can do this. You can do this. You can freaking do this!

Nehrut walked quietly into a side chamber of the pavillion, where the wedding reception was already in full swing (Yuffie had caught Jasmine's bouquet, and sent a wink at Riku). He closed the door silently, and pulled something from his belt that he had somehow kept hidden from everyone.

He had found the oracle's staff floating in the ocean right by the Vanishing Isle during a short lull in the fighting. He hadn't quite known at the time what had made him had recover the little thing, but now he had an idea.

The telepath held it out in front of him, hoping desperately that nobody would see him. The short rod floated from his hand, and into the center of the circular room. The oracle appeared above it, slightly smaller than the last few times she had been called.

"I should thank you for saving my home, young man." She said.

"No problem. I have a question for you."

"Then ask."

He was silent for a moment, gathering all the courage he had. His thoughts drifted back to the events that had transpired in the pavilion after the first botched attempt at the wedding. "Does Bariss love me... romantically?"

He could have sworn that the oracle smiled at him. "At the moment, the feelings of the young woman named Bariss are confusing her. She is uncertain as to how she feels about you right now. But... in time, her feelings will become clear. And yes, young telepath, they will be those of love."

She vanished into the staff, leaving a stunned Nehrut behind.

Then, he heard quiet chuckling behind him. He twisted around, and saw Axel. Somehow, the ex-Nobody had managed to enter the chamber unseen and unheard, and close the door behind him.

"Well... What did I tell you?"

"Shut up, Axel."

"What's to stop me from walking into the other room and yapping to Bariss about this little episode, huh?"

Nehrut sighed, and looked up toward the ceiling. "A little help, please?"

"Uh... Who are you talking to?"

"Just me, Axel." came a voice.

There was suddenly a third figure on the far side of the room, walking toward the two. He looked to be about eighteen or nineteen, was exactly six feet tall, and had extremely messy dark brown hair that covered the top part his green eyes. He had to brush his hair out of his eyes merely to see properly. On his left wrist was an aging digital watch, and a small silver shield emblem hung around his neck. He was wearing blue jeans, and a blue-grey T-shirt with white writing on it, reading 'I got out of bed for this?' He was wearing black tennis shoes that were only slightly dirty.

"Hey, Darth." Nehrut greeted casually.

"What's up?"

"As if you didn't already know."

"Standard question, you know." The author stopped by Nehrut, and Axel noted that there were a few shocking similarities between the two. Though, Nehrut was slightly taller, better built, and his hair was a bit shorter, and lighter-colored. In fact, DarthKingdom looked scrawny and slightly unkempt by comparison.

"Who are you, and why do you look a little like him?" Axel asked.

"Simply put, I'm the most powerful being in your universe right now." Darth answered casually. "Call me DarthKingdom. Or just Darth, or DK if you want. I'm the author of this story... I'm also the reason you're alive right now Axel, and not lingering in whatever afterlife Nobodies go to."

"Um, thanks?"

"You're welcome. Anyway Axel, I'm afraid that I can't let you tell Bariss or anybody else what happened in here."

Axel suddenly bolted toward the door, which –not surprisingly- refused to open for him. He twisted around, and summoned his chakrams. He tossed them both at Darth, and they hit him dead-on.

But, to Axel's horror, the projectiles bounced harmlessly off of his face, and landed on the floor with a clatter. Darth looked at them, and they vanished in a flash of gold light.

"You'll get those back, if you behave yourself." DarthKingdom moved one finger, and Axel was lifted into the air, and floated over to him, upside-down. He looked the ex-Nobody in the eyes with a lop-sided smiled that almost –but not quite- resembled Nehrut's.

"What part of 'most powerful being in your universe' don't you understand?" He asked. "Relax, I'm not going to kill you or anything. I wouldn't bring you back from the dead just to kill you over something as dumb as this."

"My love life is dumb?" Nehrut asked.

"Well, mine is, you irritating Doppelganger." He commented. "Although yours is a lot more interesting than mine, lately."

"Doppelganger?'" Axel repeated.

"Okay, the cat's out of the bag." Darth sighed. "I don't know how popular this will make me to the good people reading this, but Nehrut is a fictional version of myself and a bunch of my friends. We stupidly called him 'Project: Doppelganger' amongst ourselves. I created him to be everything that I wished I could be, with the traits of my friends added. You could say that he's the culmination of all our daydreams... And Xaynew is based off my demon little brother, so he's based off of my nightmares."

"Isn't that a little narcissistic?" Axel asked, referring to Nehrut.

"That's why I told people that he was based off a guy I knew." He looked at the audience that only he could see. "I hope you don't think any the worse of me or Nehrut for this."

"Please?" Nehrut added.

"Anyway, Axel." Darth continued. "You won't tell people about this new turn of events in the Nehrut/Bariss coupling." He flicked his forehead once, and a blank look came to Axel's face.

The author set him down. "Now, what happened in this room?"

"Uh... I forgot."

"Good, good." Now Darth passed his hand slowly across his face in a credible Jedi mind-trick imitation. "You will forget you ever saw me, and go back into the pavilion to drink a bit of wine and get a nice buzz. You will then tell amusing stories about your time in Organization XIII to anyone who will listen." Then he added, as if on afterthought, "Including something about you and Larxene going on a date that went horribly wrong."

"Alright." Axel replied simply. He walked out the door, shutting it silently.

Nehrut looked curiously at Darth. "You're a Larxene/Axel fan?"

"Eh, it's alright."

"Well, anyway, thanks dude." Nehrut shook his creator's hand.

"Well, I've already shattered the fourth wall four times on this dust bowl of a world." He replied with a sigh and a shrug. "Might as well go the whole way with it." He then looked back at the audience. "Hope you liked it!"

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That description is out of date. I'm waaaaay more muscular now!... Okay no, but I do have a goatee.

Uh… Yeah… So I did that… Forgive me? This is probably the last time I'll break the fourth wall. And yeah, Nehrut is a composite of people in my life. I hope that if you take one thing away from this story, that isn't the one.

Anyway, Agrabah is done! And the next chapter is one of my favorites. Stay tuned!

And please review.