Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or Twilight.

A/N: Finally, huh? Yaaaassss, I had to get the Harry Potter vibes all written out (not quite though) before I began rewriting this! I hope you guys enjoy the rewrite. The update will be kind of slow, maybe weekly or biweekly. Sorry guys, but I have a job and a family too!

Chapter One

Curled up on her side and laying on the cold hard ground of the forest, she could still hear his words. They were etched into her memory and into her heart.

"You...don't want me?"

"No.."

Bella whimpered and curled even further into a ball. Her yellow rain jacket shielded the majority of her upper body from the dampness of the hard forest floor, but she was beginning to feel it seep into her jeans. It was unpleasant. She wished she was back in Arizona.

She knew she was eventually going to have to get up and somehow get herself home. Home to Charlie, who was no doubt sending out the search dogs for her. It had already been a couple of hours since...Or at least she thought so. All concept of time had been lost since...

Her heart hurt. She almost wanted it to stop.

Crack

Bella flinched from the sound and was barely able to hold in a yelp. Lightning lit up the sky and her eye lids. She opened her eyes just enough to squint and looked up. There were trees partially covering the sky but she could still make out a dark patch of cloud here and there.

Feeling somewhat lethargic, Bella pulled herself up into a sitting position as the wind began to pick up. It was beginning to blow something awful and she could have sworn there was a howl or two mixed up in there somewhere. The forest trees began to sway with the wind, their great trunks creaking and moaning. The bushes began to rustle violently.

She pulled herself up into a standing position with the help of a small trunked tree. Her back popped as she straightened and arched her shoulders, and then she froze. The violently howling wind had stopped in an instant and the trees grew still. The bushes came to a stop. Except for one directly in front of her.

Staring at the still rustling bush, Bella found herself hoping that it was a frightened animal, a rabbit or a doe. But what slinked out of the bush was most certainly not an animal. It quite possibly wasn't even from Earth.

This shiny black thing was about the size of a five year old. It's eyes were bulbous and just as equally black as the rest of it's body. There were two little antennae on the top of it's head that moved back and forth as if trying to sense vibrations in the air.

The breath that Bella had no idea she had been holding, came out. Her lungs burned as she gasped and back away. She promptly tripped on a protruding root of the tree that had helped her stand. Falling hard on her bottom Bella yelped sharply at the instant pain in her tail bone.

The creature suddenly faced her, attracted by the sound of her painful distress. It bared it's teeth at her. Sharp, gray looking teeth that could have been mistaken for a shark's. It let out a growl that was reminiscent of a stalking tigress. It lunged for her in an instant!

Bella screamed and kicked away from the little monster. With her shoe, she landed a kick straight in what she supposed was it's abdomen. It was sent flying back into the bushes from wence it came. She took this opportunity to scramble up from the floor and she ran as fast as her feet could take her.

Despite the fact that she could not hear anything following her she could not shake the feeling that the little black monster was right on her heels.

There was a blasting echo that rang loudly through the forest. It was coming from the direction of her home. Charlie's home. Bella began to run in that direction, panting loudly for breath. Her calves were burning and even though they were begging her to slow, she picked up her pace.

Gathering all of the courage she had in her, Bella looked over her shoulder. She saw that the little monster was no longer following her. If it had ever been following her to begin with.

Bella gave into her body's aching pleas and she stopped abruptly. She bent over, hands on her knees, gasping for much needed breath and rest. Two more booming blasts echoed in the air and they jarred her to the very bone each time. Panic began to bubble in her chest.

"Gun shots," she breathed.

The wind was picking up again, moving the trees and the bushes. She remembered what had came after the wind came to a stop and she did not want to be around for what was to come. She began to run again, panic settling into her very nerves, sending prickly sensations all through her synapses and then bringing goosebumps to her very skin.

A voice was being carried on the wind and Bella knew that voice.

"Charlie!" she screamed. "Dad!"

Jumping over tree stumps and through thickets, Bella was as graceful as newborn doe. She felt a sharp pain on the side of her face and knew that a thorn from the last bush must have caught her skin. She willed herself to forget the pain. Her main objective was her father.

Something was happening. Why else would he be screaming? Why else would he be shooting off his gun? She had to get to Charlie! She had to clear everything out of her mind, everything! Forget the cramping ache in her side from all the running. Forget the still bleeding cut on her cheek from the thorns. Forget that Edward had...Edward... NO!

She shook her head to clear her thoughts, stumbled out of the forest and to a stop. Bella was standing in her backyard and she could not believe what she was seeing.

The clouds were swirling overhead and they were black as black could be. And there was Charlie himself, standing in the middle of the lawn. He was still in uniform and his pistol was unsheathed.

He was surrounded by little black monsters.

"Dad!" Bella screamed out in horror.

Charlie fired the gun twice. They were moving around him randomly, but his first shot hit one in the chest, the second managed to get another right through the head. The little monsters evaporated as if they were made from water and disappeared. But just as they disappeared, two more little monsters appeared from the shadows and took their places.

"Don't come any closer, Bella!" Charlie shouted toward her, firing his gun two more times in succession.

Bella stayed her ground, but just barely. Her muscles were tense as if she were on a spring. After one more shot, her father tried to shoot again. She heard the clicking of his glock from where she stood and her heart froze.

"Son of a - ARGH!"

Bella gasped. She watched helpless as one of the little monsters suddenly appeared from out of no where. It was as if it came from out of the ground behind Charlie. It lunged onto his back and then sunk it's shark teeth right into his shoulder.

You can help him, Isabella...

Time suddenly slowed down. Voices whispering to her. They were soft and soothing. They were kind voices, though Bella was having trouble discerning which were male or female.

You are a Chosen One for your Earth, Isabella...

You must use the Key Blade...

It was as if her arm moved on it's own in front of her. It was as if it was pulled up and her fingers were suddenly grasping at the air. They were wrapping around something and she could feel it!

Bella gasped, again. Her hand lit up and it took her breath away. Gold and silver sparks were flying in front of her. They spun around her hand and then began to climb upward. They joined together beautifully until they they formed...

"A sword," she breathed out.

And it was beautiful sword. The hilt itself was a combination of blue and white gold. The blade itself was long, thin and silver. At the very end were two very small and sharp rectangles.

"It looks like a key," she breathed out, utterly entranced by what was in her hand. "A key blade."

Use it well, Isabella...

Help your father...

Time was suddenly speeding up again and she sprang into action. Bella ran to her father just as another little monster appeared from the ground and lunged for her. With a swing she cut right through it's body.

It was as if her body was possessed! Bella stabbed, lunged and jabbed at the little monsters. The moves felt as if they had been ingrained into her every muscle memory. She had never felt more confident and more... graceful! No one would have ever called Bella Swan graceful, unless they had seen her in action now.

When all the little monsters were gone and it looked as if there weren't going to be anymore appearing, Bella turned to her father. Charlie, who had been able to pull the little monster off of himself, had taken a rag from his back pocket and pressed it down onto his bleeding wound. His eyes were wide as they stared at her in amazement.

She dropped her arm and watched as the sword disappeared in a swirl of gold and blue sparks before she threw herself at him. Charlie wrapped his one free arm around her and held her as tightly as he knew she could take.

"I'm so glad your're okay!" she breathed into his uniform with a sniffle.

He laid his chin on the top of her head and sighed. "I'm glad you're okay, too, kiddo. When I came home and you weren't here, I thought for a second that they had gotten you. But I can see now that you've been holding your own without your dear old Dad... By the way, remind me to ask you where you learned how to do that. And where the hell you got that weird sword."

She let out a watery laugh. "Your guess is as good as mind."

Bella looked up at her father with wide eyes. "What the hell is going on?"

He shook his head with a deep frown. "I don't know. I just got off of work. I flipped on the TV and on every channel it's this damn news shit! They're saying it's the apocalypse- Damn it! Here comes another one, Bells!"

She turned quickly and sword immediately appeared in her hand, quicker than before. The monster that Charlie had pointed out was most definitely related to the little monsters they had encountered, but at the same time it was different. As in size different!

It was definitely bigger, taller than the other little monsters. Bella was sure that it had a couple of inches on her.

"Bella," Charlie shouted, reaching out to pull her back. "Don't!"

Before he could get his hands on his daughter, Isabella lunged for it. She was anticipating the feel of her sword cutting through the black monster and watching it evaporate like the others. Unfortunately, with the size difference, also came the speed difference. And boy, was it was faster!

The monster ducked under the swipe of her sword and it sunk into the ground like a rapidly melting wax statue. Bella watched, baffled as the black gooey mess it left behind began to expand quickly around her sneakers.

"Great," she grumbled with a disgusted grimace and began to back out of it.

To her horror, she sank knee deep instantly.

"Bella!" Charlie called out in terror for his daughter.

Her breath began to pick up in panic and her heart thudded almost painfully in her chest. As soon as Bella dropped her hands to pull herself out of the gooey blackness, the sword disappeared. She lunged forward as much as she could to grasp at the hardened ground around her to pull herself out but it was as if the blackness was sucking her in. No matter how hard she tried to wrench herself out of the blackness it sucked her back in little by little.

"Hold on, Bells!" Charlie shouted as he jumped right in.

"NO!" Bella shouted back, but it was too late.

Charlie too was now knee deep in the blackness. He wrapped both arms around his daughter's waist and tried to lift her out to no avail. They were sinking in fast, together now. The blackness was almost to their shoulders. It was hopeless and Bella could feel the anguish in the way that Charlie held her now.

"What do we do, Dad?" Bella asked with a sob. "What do we do?"

This couldn't be happening! Bella's life was flashing before her eyes. Her mother's face when she had dropped her off at the airport. Her first day at Forks High School. The first time she had met... Edward...

"Close your eyes, baby!" Charlie said to her sadly, his voice thick with emotion. "Just close your eyes. I'm here, Bells, I'm here with you!"

Don't be afraid...

Bella nodded to herself and closed her eyes as the blackness began to suck them deeper, and then deeper still until they were chin deep. Her mind was beginning to grow fuzzy as if she were falling to sleep. Was she falling asleep? Maybe she was waking? Maybe this was all a dream? Oh, God. She hoped this all was some horrible little nightmare.

"Bella! BELLA, NO!"

The blackness was swallowing her whole and the last thing she remembered was...

Never be afraid, Isabella...