Author's Note: TundraFlame here. I did put up this story earlier but took it down because I needed to think some things through. I might make this into a very mild crossover story. I will say that a 15-year old TundraFlame from Adventures of Fire and Ice will make an appearance along with a friend of hers. The Black and White angels, from the prologue of Adventures of Fire and Ice, will be explained in this story as well. If you don't know too much about Weiss then this story might confuse you but then again why wouldn't you know about Weiss if you're reading this story... Hope you enjoy and please review.

Disclaimer: Before I begin... I DO NOT own Weiss Kreuz or any of the animes that might be mentioned in this story along with their original characters. They belong to their respected parties. I only own the characters that I created. Without further ado!

Prologue: Amidst a Dream

Aya's Viewpoint
Mist, fog and darkness. That's what surrounds my dreams. The darkness consumes the light, which is only a spark in the distance. It's always like this. It's been like this for a long time. A white angel's feather drifts into the mass called eternity.

Ken's Viewpoint
Darkness and light, light and darkness. My vision is clouded by the rolling mists. The world is consumed by these essences but there seems to be something ahead. Yes, one source of light. One of the few sources of light in this plane of existence. Where the hell am I? Who am I?

Youji's Viewpoint
Sorrow, pain and forgotten memories. Loved ones lost. It would be better if we all had forgotten our pain. The pains and sins we always carry. You say there is hope? Who are you? What is humanity's purpose? When can I forget... forget her?

Omi's Viewpoint
A voice cries out in my dreams. It cries out in pain. It wants me to hold on, it wants me to help but as I try to grasp the warm hand in this cold world, it is pulled away from me. Amidst the dream, within the light, someone slumbers but while that someone slumbers on, they cry out for hope.

Aya's Viewpoint
For weeks these dreams have haunted us. These dreams had awakened us. Within the light that is surrounded by darkness, one sleeps on. Just like her... just like Aya. Who are you? Why are you calling out to us? Hmm? Wait for hope... What does that mean? Wait for hope on moonlight's day. What are you talking about? Wait for the scared one, the soldier, the past, and the fallen angel... wait for them. But... why?