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Chapter 31: Beauty and the...Beast? After teleporting back to their Gummi Ship, Sora and Steven were prepared to go to their next destination. Steven hadn't wasted any time on setting the autopilot and getting them on their way to the home of Belle, the only remaining Princess of Heart that they hadn't brought to the sanctuary of Disney Castle. With this last mission, everything would soon be in order. What was not quite in order was Steven. Having lived among nature-dwellers for over a month, he had gotten used to running around with minimal clothing. Having them on again was suddenly a different experience for him. "They feel warmer than

On a playground, children were actively at play. They were chasing each other across bridges, sliding down slides, going up and down on the seesaw, climbing up ladders and slides alike, and some were just content chasing each other around the vast array of equipment. On the swing set, though, there was only one child: a silver-haired seven year-old girl, Saraya. Though she was only reserved, not resentful, other children did not approach her. As such, she was playing by herself and being on a swing set alone didn't offer much amusement. She kicked her feet a bit every now and then to keep herself moving, but little effort was imbued in each

Chapter 30: Love Over Savagery All were awake amid the commotion raised in the woods. Members of the tribe formed a procession, the path down which the warriors walked. Four of them walked up to their chief and laid Kocoum's lifeless body at his feet. Powhatan's eyes swelled at the sight, great anger instilled within him. "Who did this?" he questioned in a demanding tone. "Pocahontas was alone in the woods, so Kocoum went out after her," one of the warriors explained. "Then this white man attacked them." On cue, Steven approached with John in tow, still putting on the facade that John was his captive, though the fear was burning in both St

Chapter 29: Deceptive Instigation Contrary to his usual method of traveling to speak to the mystic tree called Grandmother Willow, Steven opted to climb among other trees near the site to advance towards it. During his time here, this kind of maneuvering had gotten a lot easier. Despite being relatively used to walking, a lot more was needed here. As such, Steven decided to learn the more fun ways of getting around. He approached Willow's branches with caution. He climbed down a few levels on the tree he currently stood on and reached out, brushing them carefully to let her know he had arrived. Upon realization of his presence, several bran

Chapter 28: Odds Within Each World Sitting beneath a tall, shady oak tree, Pocahontas held in her hands a silver instrument that John had been wearing upon his head, examining it. She was used to water reflecting her face but the water didn't distort it in the way this thing was. It stretched her complexion a bit, making parts of her face appear bigger than they truly were. "It's called a helmet," John informed her. "Helmet," Pocahontas repeated. John glanced aside, a little uneasy at teaching a native terms that even a young English child would know. "So...what river is this?" he asked awkwardly. "Quiacahonik," Pocahontas answered, slip

Chapter 27: Two Worlds Collide The harvest was underway. Women of Powhatan's tribe were the ones tending to the corn fields, filling their tightly weaved baskets with as many husks of corn as they could fit. Closer to camp, what few men remained were fishing with pointed spears. The children of the tribe were either tossing a ball, using sticks with a net at the end, or sitting around the fire with Kekata, their local wise man. He was manipulating the smoke to entertain the little ones, shaping the fumes into that of a rabbit. However, a series of horns were blown by the scouts. Without question, everyone working, playing, or otherwise sitt

Chapter 26: A New World Apart The two Keybearers composed themselves after reappearing aboard their Gummi Ship. An interesting, risky, and trying venture in the world of pirates had finally come to an end for the two of them. Determining their new destination was their next move. One problem arose immediately, however. "We need to fix the teleporter," Steven informed. "It went really bizarre on us when we landed in Port Royal." "I landed on the deck of the Pearl," Sora corrected. "Where did you land?" "In Port Royal," Steven repeated, being sure to take a trip to the ship's controls to press a few buttons. "Just in time to get arrested by

The greenhouse was not difficult to find at all. It was the only building with a significant amount of plant-life surrounding it, as well as growing on the inside. Once I entered, it was very obvious that Poison Ivy was here. None of the Absent were present here, something I had no complaint about. Still, the path there was slightly more complicated than I expected. Slight amounts of destruction told me that Batman had been here before me, so I didn't have to worry about some of the Joker's goons. My biggest obstacle, though, was a gap, one that must have been twenty feet long. Batman had all the grappling equipment he needed, but I had a mu

Chapter 25: The Seas Be Ours "An interesting conundrum, holding life and death in the palm of one's hand," Jack quipped with a smile. Will and Elizabeth gazed up at Jack with hopefulness in their eyes, then resumed staring at each other with smiles on their faces. Jones growled, summoning one of his personally modeled Sky Soldier Heartless to charge Jack. It appeared instantly and flew like a torpedo. However, it was knocked off-course by a blast of ice that spun it out of control and barreling overboard, not to mention one that made Jack jump in surprise, though he kept his grip upon the broken sword and the heart. Jones' eyes began to bu

Chapter 24: Tides Turning The atmosphere had changed quickly and drastically enough for Beckett's liking, even too much. The instant that the battle was to begin, a storm had suddenly picked up and formed a maelstrom in the center of the ocean, making the playing field a much more unstable place to be stationed. Still, at least the change that took place was manageable, for the time being. The tides were turning a new direction and it wasn't just the roaring waters that were threatening Beckett's forces. Viewing the battle from a large, powerful telescope, he witnessed first-hand the death of Mercer at the hands of Jones and the Heartless.