Why hello, my dear readers.

I thought I'd never see the day of writing a Lord of the Ring fan fiction, let alone a crossover...
This will be a crossover of Final Fantasy X and Lord of the Ring unfortunely, I know that many people won't read this because it is placed in a strange category... However, if you think the Final Fantasy X themes are too small to count as a crossover, please tell me so I can transfer it into just a normal Lord of the Ring category.

The OC might seem mary-sue so if you feel that way, don't bother telling me because I can sort of tell she will be. I'll try distinguish her character more but I can't really do anything about her powers because it is a crossover of Final Fantasy X... I'll see about it...

Anyways, enjoy and I hope you like it.

I do not own Lord of the Ring or Final Fantasy X. They go to their respective owners. I do, however, own the original characters (Valina, Felix, Ian and Kiku) and the twisted plot.

Prologue - Sin

All she could feel was the chilling air.

All she could see was ruins of an ancient city.

All she could hear were their echoing steps and a sorrowful hymn.

All that she knew at that moment... was her duty.

She had people next to her... Her companions...

A tall, well built man with ginger hair and some strands of gray peeking out. He was shirtless, revealing the black tattoos inked upon his tanned skin. He turned to her and smiled, which she returned without any hesitation.

The other male looked about her age, although she knew he was only a few years older than her. His hair was brown like the bark of a new tree. His hazel eyes was filled with determination, unlike the usual bright mirth. He wore a black leather jacket over a scarlet shirt, although the shirt only reached past his chest, revealing the obvious pack of abs. His shorts were black trimmed with white and his shoes comically large and yellow. But he was proud of his attire, just like she was proud of him.

Her last companion, but no less important was a girl her age. She had short blonde hair, although some parts of it was braided with colorful beads. Her green eyes were bright and comforting whenever she stared at her. Her outfit was much more revealing, with only a bright orange bikini top, olive shorts that reached her mid-thigh and a matching olive jacket. It matched the confidence of the wearer and no doubt she would not change her attire just because it was more revealing than the others.

Her companions gave her comfort and warmth to counter the chilling air. But the hymn was distracting her, forcing her to remember that all was not right. She had to do something... Something she was prepared for- that they were all prepared for. But it didn't make it any less nerve wracking.

"We'll do fine." Her female companion whispered to her, her voice was soft and held a tinge of uncertainty although that was easily overcome by the saddness held within her tone.

"I know."

Her older friend gave her a pat on the shoulder. "Your father is proud of you."

She liked that line. It was not would be proud of you but is proud of you. That made a huge difference in her mind.

"We'll be with you every step of the way." The other male grinned and his positive attitude rubbed off onto her.

"Thank you..." She replied, knowing unshed tears were blurring her vision... It was as if her tears were trying to blind her from the challenge she would have to face. "For everything."

She was hoping that she would destroy her own sins by doing this and she was determined to go with that plan... Yet her heart trembled... Were they right about her being far too young?

Suddenly, light robbed her sight and the voices singing the hymn had begun loudly calling out to her. She could faintly hear the mingled voices of her companions, calling out her name. Yet she couldn't respond. It was as if her body was being pulled into water by gentle, yet so very firm arms. Was this her own body reacting to the stress and guilt piled within her heart? If so, she wished her friends would not worry for her. She had things to do. She had sins needing to be forgiven...

She had a duty.

She felt herself drifting until finally, she felt her back laying against something solid... Something bumpy, but solid nonetheless. She could hear rushing water and it felt like heaven to her. The air was damp, yet warm against her skin and she knew that her hands were cushioned upon grass and flowers just from the touch of the lush nature.

There were unknown sounds to her. There were foot falls, something similiar to a human's, yet heavier and more consistent. Clomp clomp clomp clomp...

A deep voice called out to her, yet she knew not what language. Her own body felt foreign. She hadn't felt so relaxed in months. The voice sounded again and this time, she opened her eyes.

She saw a man in gray.

She knew she still had a duty.

She knew she still had sins to be forgiven.

But she also knew that she still had a chance.

I hope you liked it. If you don't recognise the characters, don't worry, they were all original characters.

I was also wondering whether this would be a Boromir x OC or a Legolas x OC... hmm... Go ahead and tell me what you think.

Thank you for reading and have a nice day!

-lolimochi.