Prologue

"Dynamis?"

Dynamis roused himself from his stargazing. "Yes Tithi? What is it?"

"Do you…" Tithi paused, then started again. "Do you ever have weird dreams sometimes?"

Dynamis sat up on his throne. Weird dreams? "You mean like nightmares?" He and the other bladers who fought against Nemesis used to suffer nightmares about the battle. Even now one of them would wake up in a cold sweat, trying not to imagine how the battle could have – or had – gone terribly wrong.

Tithi shook his head. "No, it's not like that. Sometimes there are scary dreams, but there are also some really nice ones too. It's more like…" He trailed off, trying to find the right words. "It's like I'm in my dreams, only I look different. Not a lot different, but still different. And I see you and Yuki and King and Aguma in my dreams too, only those weren't your names and we were all wearing weird clothes. We still had our beys, though. And there were other people too? I felt like I knew them somehow even though I've never met them before and we all lived in this place I've never been too, even though when I'm dreaming it feels really familiar and –" Tithi was nearly screaming in frustration now. "It's doesn't make any sense! And I feel like the dreams mean something but I don't know what –"

"Tithi! Hush, it's all right." Dynamis placed a gentle hand on Tithi's shoulder, letting the boy take a few deep breaths before speaking. "I know what you mean. I have those dreams as well."

Tithi looked up, surprised. "You do?" he asked. "Do you know what they mean?"

Dynamis fell silent, deep in thought. After a long while, he spoke. "Tithi, what do you know about our ancestors?"

"Our ancestors? You mean the ones who defeated Nemesis and sealed him away the first time?" Tithi's brow furrowed in thought. "Uh… Just what you've told me. But what do they have to do with anything?"

"Hmm." Dynamis nodded. "Tithi, how do you think I know so much about our ancestors, as well as King Zeus, Hades, and Nemesis in the first place?"

"Don't the heavens tell you?"

"No actually – the heavens are more concerned with the future than the past. My knowledge of our ancestors comes from my dreams. Except they aren't just dreams." Dynamis allowed himself a small smile. "They are memories. Our ancestors' memories from when they were alive."

"Wow! Really?" Tithi's eyes grew wide. "Our dreams are really our ancestors sending us their memories?"

"It sounds silly if you put it like that," Dynamis admitted, "But yes. Our dreams are really memories of our ancestors' lives under King Zeus. I've been having these dreams since I was old enough to remember them."

"But then how come I'm getting these dreams just now? And what about Yuki, King, and Aguma? Shouldn't they be having dreams too?"

Dynamis though it over. "The most likely explanation I have is that I've been trained to read the heavens since I was a child, so I'm more receptive to these kinds of messages. Perhaps your dreams are a result of your own divination skills improving." Tithi grinned at that, which made Dynamis more than a little proud. The boy often complained about the difficulties of learning how to read the stars; now he had reason not to give up.

"As for the others, I'm not sure whether they have these dreams or not. Perhaps they don't. Perhaps they do, and simply haven't realized their significance yet." Dynamis got up and began walking towards a certain part of the Temple. He waved his arm for Tithi to follow. "Come with me. There is something I must show you."

Dynamis led Tithi through the dark stone halls to what Tithi recognized as Dynamis' room. The room was 15 paces long by 10 paces wide, or 7 by 5 if you went by Dynamis' strides instead of Tithi's. The only pieces of furniture in the room were a plain bed with a single blanket and pillow, as well as a wooden writing desk and chair.

Dynamis opened one of the desk's drawers and took out a worn leather notebook. "Normally I would let you try to puzzle the dreams out for yourself." Before Tithi could protest, he continued. "However, I remember my own frustration in trying to understand my dreams. Therefore, I will give you some assistance."

Dynamis flipped open the notebook, revealing pages and pages of writing. "These are the recordings of all my dreams relating to our ancestors. Perhaps they will restore your memory – your dreams of your ancestor's memories, that is. And perhaps your dreams will fill in the holes in mine."

And so they began to read.

A/N: Hey guys! After a very long hiatus due to school and other responsibilities, I'm finally back to writing fanfiction! Boy, the fandom has really changed in 5 months... though some things still stay the same, I see.

Anyhoo, enough about me. The inspiration for this fic began when the Solar System bladers' ancestors were first introduced. Naturally, given my penchant for finding inspiration in plot holes and in unexplored possiblities (and AUs, but that's something else entirely), I decided I wanted to learn more about these ancestors, who they were, and how they stopped Nemesis the first time. And since I don't own Beyblade... Well, the obvious solution was to write fanfiction.

School and summer camps delayed my writing this, but after bouncing inside my head for so long, I can tell this fic is excited to finally be free. Excited, and a little nervous. It's been I while since I last wrote, after all. If you spy any spelling, grammar, or syntax errors in my writing, feel free to tell me! Constructive criticism is always welcome. Since I'm on winter break, the next chapter should come out either tomorrow or the day after, depending on how cooperative my imagination and memory decide to be.

So basically, thanks for reading.

~tigressRising