It all began with a vision.

A dark void, endless in it's suffocating darkness and in it's great unfathomable depths. He could see and hear the deaths of millions upon million. Each voice crying out as suddenly as it was silenced. Each sound of fear and terror churning in his brain. The sound and sight of each person's suffering causing his vision to blur with tears of utter helplessness and anguish.

And then the vision altered.

It was small at first. Subtle in it's hinting that his destiny as well as the destiny of all people ever born could and quite possibly would be altered for all time.

He could see it- no her- he could see her so clearly. Her. The one who would unite all nations.

Her aura was bright. Shining.

Radiant in it's brilliance. Much like the rhuk that surrounded her.

Almost as if she were meant to be there. In this dangerous new world, at the epicenter of everything, instead of the world that lay just beyond the Sacred Palace.

She was alone.

An anomaly in the world of her birth.

An extraordinary existence even among her own people.

People who shunned and ridiculed her for being what she was. But he had fallen in love with her instantly. So much so that he spent a great deal of time trapped within his own visions of her just so that he could see her while trying to think of a way to bring her to his to where he was.

He could do it. He had the power and untapped strength and knowledge of eons past at his fingertips. Much like she did. Only his memories hadn't been tampered with and locked away.

He was a magi, one of the most powerful beings in the world. Just one of four. And as a sorcerer of creation there was no true limit to what he could do if he put his mind to it.

He watched her for years. Silently marveling in all of her achievements as she grew in strength and form until she reached her sixteenth year. And by then he knew that he could watch her no more. Not when he could act instead.

By now he had already figured out how to bring her to this world, far, far, far beyond the Sacred Palace where she had been trapped for so long within another, parallel world. And his heart ached that it had to be so but he knew that she needed to be there for the moment.

After all, fate could not be altered. Especially not hers.

For her to appear in this world, she would have to perish in her own and her soul would have to return to the Sacred Palace where he would then retrieve it and bring her into his world and breathe new life into her newly formed body. And while for most that should have been enough- with her it wouldn't be.

He would have to leave a faint trace of his own being within her to anchor her to this world. However before he could do anything he first needed to secure a place for her to live and people to care for her since he knew that she would likely hate him before he was finished with her.

And with that knowledge firmly in mind, Yunan grabbed his staff and used teleportation magic to appear in the palace of his king's candidate, Sinbad.

The king of the flourishing new country of Sindria, and the main operator behind the Seven Sea's Alliance.

His feet lightly touching the pristine white marble of the palace floor, Yunan took a moment to look around in wide eyed wonder. Finding it both strangely amusing and just plain peculiar that even after all these years, Sinbad could still surprise him.

The palace was as beautiful as his visions had shown it to be.

Truly his king's candidate was an impressive man of great wealth, influence and cunning. And he ran his country as any fair ruler would. Which is what made Sinbad and his people ideal for his plan. After all he highly doubted that the man would leave him twisting in the wind after all of the times he had helped him.

Quietly walking through the maze like halls, he got lost several times and had to finally resort to a spell to locate the man in question. And after walking for what seemed like forever, it was about damned time too.

The event would be happening soon.

And he needed everything and everyone in place immediately.

Pausing in the open doorway to the large study where Sinbad was currently conducting some last minute business transactions by pouring over some requests from merchants that had come to dock at his harbor, the man chanced to look up and notice him standing there looking frazzled and exhausted before quickly jumping to his feet with a startled yell.

"Yunan!" The golden eyed king said in shock, surprise and if the magi wasn't mistaken just a little bit of giddiness. The blond smiled at his king's candidate, supposing that it was okay for the man to feel such things as he slowly made his way into the room, and paused only long enough to turn and make a peculiar motion with his hand- causing the large solid wooden doors to swing shut and lock.

Sinbad looked from the door to him and for a moment seemed slightly alarmed but he quickly masked the feeling and greeted the magi with a warm smile. "How have you been my friend?"

"I've been well- But Sinbad I didn't come here to visit. I need to ask a favor of you."

Sinbad blinked at the magi, his smile faltering somewhat but not quite completely as he crossed his arms over his chest and slowly nodded his head and stated, "Ask it and I will do what I can."

Yunan smiled at the man. "I wish to ask you to take care of someone for me."

"Someone?" Sinbad questioned with a small frown as he tilted his head to the side just a bit. His golden eyes studying the magi as he hummed in response to the question.

"A girl." Yunan said almost awkwardly. His light green eyes flickering from Sinbad's golden stare.

"A girl?"

"Will you please stop parroting things back to me Sinbad. If I wished merely to hear myself speak I would have found a bird to speak too. This is a serious matter and I need you to treat it as one," Yunan said, his expression fierce. Sinbad put his hands up and took a step back as the magi brushed by him and made his way over to a chair and sat down with a sigh before saying, "Forgive me Sinbad. But I do not have time to waste with pleasantries and the like. As I said, this is a serious matter."

"I see." Sinbad said as he moved to go back to his seat behind his desk and sat down and folded his hands on top of the dark wood as he said, "Tell me everything."

"That is just the thing. I can't tell you everything. All that I can tell you is that I need you to take care of a girl for me."

"This sounds strangely like some sort of set up." Sinbad said softly, more to himself than the magi.

Yunan chuckled, though the sound was a little too dark to be one of actual amusement. "Yes, I suppose it does sort of sound that way. But I can assure you that it isn't a set up. The girl that I need you to take care of is very important."

"Important?" Sinbad asked curiously. The magi merely nodded his head, his soft blond hair slipping over one of his shoulders.

"Yes. Very much so."

"Is she a magi?"

"No," Yunan denied, careful not to speak the denial too quickly nor to slow as he went on to explain. "But she is strangely unique. So much so that I have spent the past few years doing nothing but watching her. She's a good girl. Kind, compassionate, funny, loyal... She is intelligent. Strong and as fierce as any warrior. I'm afraid that I have grown rather attached to her."

Sinbad chuckled in amusement. "It would certainly seem so."

"Sinbad, I cannot stress enough just how much I need this girl to live..." Which was true. Yunan couldn't say just how desperately he needed the girl alive. However he knew better than to tell Sinbad all of his secrets. Especially concerning her.

If he did it would be a mistake of epic proportions and would likely cause the ancient and painful history of the girl to repeat itself.

"Oh?" Sinbad said in confusion, wishing that Yunan would at least tell him something to slightly appease his curiosity aside from giving him a vague idea of what should be done with his possibly soon-to-be guest. "So there is really nothing that you can tell me about what makes this girl so important?"

"No." Yunan said more firmly his light green eyes darkening to a stormy emerald that held a slight hint of malice within their depths. It was then that Sinbad understood that he should ask Yunan no more questions since it seemed that the normally placid magi's temper was beginning to surface.

That and he had the sneaky suspicion that if he asked Yunan anything else the magi just might turn him into something...horrid.

Kind of like the time he had been turned into a monkey by Ju-dar for a month before the spell finally broke.

He still had nightmares about that.

However his grooming habits had never been better. But that was nothing to brag about really.

"When should I expect this young lady?"

"Three days. You should have three days to get everything finalized before she appears."

"Appears?" Sinbad asked with a slight narrowing of his gold eyes before he even realized that the question had slipped from his mouth.

Yunan thinned his lips and made a low, feral growling sound and he brought his staff down on the marble floor with a loud clack-ing sound causing Sin to jump slightly in his seat and make a small, nervous sounding, "Eep." as he eyed the blond warily.

"No more questions Sin. I mean it. Aladdin will be here in three days. Be prepared."

"Y-Yes. Of course." Sin stammered as the magi then turned and then headed for the door of the study before stopping to tell Sinbad from over his shoulder, "I'll be in Sindria for the next few days to ensure that everything goes smoothly. So I'll be here when Aladdin appears."

"How long will you stay?"

"Long enough to dissuade you from trying anything behind my back." The magi sniped at him before leaving the nervous king behind to think over what needed to be done.