He hit something hard. He opened his eyes to find that he was saved by the Book of Life before he hit the ground. Manolo continued screaming. "Do you think this is it?" Carmen asked. Manolo's scream died down.

"It looks so spooky," Luis replied.

"Now what did I say about jumping into random waterfalls?" the Candlemaker asked, floating down on the platform. "Goofy! Donald!" Sora called.

"For all you know, that waterfall could've taken you to Tijuana!" Candlemaker continued.

"I think I died there," Luis said, Manolo picking him up.

"Is this the Land of the Forgotten?" Carmen asked.

"Yes it is," Candlemaker replied. "All the souls who are forgotten end up here, where they vanish forever."

"Aye-aye-aye," a soul with a dark color and green spots said before turning into dust and blowing away.

"The poor things," Carmen said.

"And that's going to happen to us if we don't hurry," Manolo said.

Sora followed the party but continued to examine the Land of the Forgotten. The sky is dark and cloudy. There is no floor, just like in the Land of the Remembered, except, this one has a deep black at the very bottom, with a little light of green shining through. "These poor souls," Sora said.

"Is that what it looks like to be forgotten?" Goofy asked.

"Yeah. It's very depressing," Candlemaker said.

They stopped at a large building, and the only building at that, with snakes for the structure of the walls. There is a green light coming from each of the windows. "This is it, Xibalba's castle," Candlemaker said.

"It's so...spooky," Sora said.

"Everything here is spooky," Donald admitted.

The party ran up to the palace, Manolo in the lead. "La Muerte, my lady! I need to talk to you!" Manolo called, stopping in front of La Muerte and bowing slightly.

She turned around. She has a pure white skull with small colorful swirls and red eyes with yellow pupils. She has long, curly, black hair. Her hat is red, matching with her dress, covered with candles and marigolds. Finally, she has a marigold near each eye. This is La Muerte? She's so pretty!

"Manolo?" she asked. She scanned the group behind him. "Sora? What are you doing here? This-" she cut herself off seeing Donald and Goofy. "Donald? Goofy? You too?"

"Long story," Sora said, rubbing the back of his head.

"How did you get here?" La Muerte asked.

"We had a little help," Manolo said. La Muerte looked to the farthest crowd. Candlemaker waved. La Muerte smiled. "Of course. Candlemaker, Carmen and...the head of Luis?" She snapped her fingers and Luis' body flew back. His body reattached himself, his bones making a crack sound. "Dang, my arthritis is back," Luis said, rubbing his back.

"What are you all doing here?" La Muerte asked, worry in her voice.

"You lost the bet, right?" Sora asked. La Muerte nodded. "Well, Xibalba won because he cheated!" Manolo finished.

"Cheated?" La Muerte asked, anger growing in her voice.

"Yeah, with a two headed snake!" Manolo replied.

La Muerte's candle flames started expanding and shooting upwards while she physically shook. "You might want to cover your ears for this part," Candlemaker said. The party followed his instructions and covered their ears. At least, the sides they're supposed to be at.

"Xi! Bal! BAAAAAAAAAAAA!" La Muerte screamed.

Candlemaker gave them the cue to uncover their ears. They complied. "Yes, my de-" Xibalba replied, coming through the floor with two wine glasses and a bottle of wine. He dropped them when he saw the party. "You won!" La Muerte yelled. "You won because you cheated!"

"I didn't cheat!" Xibalba tried. La Muerte huffed as she grabbed Xibalba's snake. Both the heads turned to Xibalba and hissed. "Oh, that!" Xibalba lied. "That thing has a mind of it's own," he grabbed the snake and shook it to make it go back static, "or two."

"I can't believe you!" La Muerte yelled, turning away from him.

"I had no other choice! I had to do something! That's why I gave Joaquin that medal-" Xibalba instantly stopped talking and glanced at La Muerte.

"What medal?" she asked through gritted teeth.

"Uh-the one I never gave him. What medal? Who is this...Joaquin?" Xibalba said quickly.

"You gave him the Medal of Everlasting Life?" La Muerte asked, grabbing Xibalba's lips and pulling him closer to her.

Xibalba glanced down for a second before returning his gaze back to her. "Yes," he replied innocently.

"'Medal of Everlasting Life?'" Manolo asked.

"Anyone who wears it cannot be hurt or killed," La Muerte answered quickly before returning her gaze back to Xibalba. Manolo raised his eyebrows in confusion.

A boar, about the width of the whole street, came running to San Angel Square. He started running towards General Posada. General Posada, just recovering from a small stampede of pigs than ran over him, didn't have the chance to move in time. Luckily, Joaquin jumped in and pushed General Posada out of the way. The boar crashed into Joaquin, which caused him to slide backwards, unflinchingly.

"Oh," Manolo gasped quietly. La Muerte turned around from Xibalba. "You cheated! Again!"

"Only to win, my love-"

"This isn't about my love anymore!" La Muerte cried. "All you want to do is win!" She inhaled deeply. She turned back around to face Xibalba. "You better undo this," she said briefly.

"No," Xibalba said. La Muerte leaned in closer to Xibalba and stroked his beard. "Come on, Balby."

"'Balby?'" the whole party asked at the same time.

"No," Xibalba replied again, turning away from her.

"You better do this!" La Muerte said through her teeth, her candle flames growing. Manolo stepped up. "How about a wager?" Manolo asked.

"A wager?" La Muerte and Xibalba asked in unison.

"Yeah. You give me whatever you want. I win, you give me and my friends' lives back," Manolo suggested.

"But you have nothing I want," Xibalba said, turning away from Manolo.

"No, but I do," La Muerte said. "You win, and you can rule both realms."

"Hmm..." Xibalba pondered.

Sora pulled Manolo aside while Xibalba thought. "Manolo, are you sure about this?" he asked. "You're literally challenging a god."

"I'm fine, I can do this," Manolo said.

"Mijo, please," Carmen said. She grabbed his hands. "Don't do this."

"I have no choice, Mama. I have to do this," Manolo replied.

"You remind me of your Papa," Luis said. "He was just like you once."

"Papa still is," Manolo said. "He...just doesn't know it yet."

"Manolo, how did you grow up such a good young man?" Carmen asked, smiling at her son.

"I learned from the best," Manolo replied.

"Manolo, are you sure?" Sora checked.

"I'm sure."

The party turned back around. "Okay, deal," Xibalba said. "Now tell me, boy. What keeps you up at night. What, do tell, is your worst fear?" Xibalba's skull pupils turned around so that both eyes are facing Manolo. Manolo stayed silent. His guard dropped for just a second. "Got it," Xibalba said, smiling. He snapped his fingers and they were all teleported to a bull ring.

"Manolo, you have to fight every single one of the bulls your family ever defeated. All. At. Once! If you win, I will give you and your friends' bodies back. But if you loose," he opened his palm to reveal a miniature version of skeleton Manolo, looking around nervously, "you will be forgotten." The Manolo in his hand turned into dust and floated away. "Forever!"

"Aye, caramba!" Candlemaker cried. "It can't be done!"

"That'll be thousands," Jorge said.

"Let's do this," Carmelo said, sliding his fingers together and slamming his hand down on the wall in front of him.

"Manolo!" Sora called, cupping his hands over his mouth. "You got this!" He waved with one arm as Manolo looked at him.

"I believe in you!" Goofy called.

"You can do it!" Donald called.

"Aye, Manolo," Carmen said. "I hope you know what you're doing."