This is going to be a series of one-shots based off the different cutscenes in Dissidia and the characters' thoughts and so forth during them. This is my own interpretation, so please don't review negatively if you didn't get the same feelings from these scenes.

I'll be listing what cutscene inspired each chapter before it begins based on their numbering in the Museum. If you don't know their names, look it up on youtube.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Chapter 1: War

Inspiration: Destiny Odyssey 1 & 3
POV: Terra

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

I don't know how I got caught up in this. I woke with no memory, nothing to tell me who I am or where I came from. I awoke to a horrible battle waiting for me. The goddess of harmony, Cosmos... she came before me. She came before us, the others who had lost their memories and I, and told us of the battle that was to come. Of the enemies coming to take us in the name of Chaos, god of discord.

How did I get there? Why me? Why was someone like me put into a battle like this? I know magic, sure, but I'm not a soldier. I didn't want to fight! I still don't like fighting, but when this all started, I couldn't even see the purpose in it. Yes, evil was coming for us, but why did I have to be in this? There was no way I was powerful enough to hold my own in the battle once it started.

Before I knew it we were rushing forward into battle. The clash was confusing and I froze up. I had no clue what I was doing. Spells flying through the air, the clashing of swords, and the roar of the inferno from Chaos were pounding into my head, just causing more confusion for me and a sense of being overwhelmed. I couldn't even attack anyone. I didn't know who was who anymore, I didn't know if my spells would hit an ally accidentally.

Two of the mages, whom I learned later were named Mateus and Ultimecia, saw my weakness and attacked with reckless abandon. I was so scared I didn't know what to do. I ran, I dodged, I threw up shields... but I couldn't pull the strength or courage to attack. How could I stand up to them? What power did I hold in the face of their magic.

I relied too much on everyone else. The others... they were so brave it made my heart ache. A few of them even blocked hits for me, led me out of the way of attacks, distracted those who would attack me... Why were they doing this? Why did they fight? Did they have a purpose or were they dragged into this unwillingly like me?

How could I be like them?

At one point, my eyes locked with one of the warriors of Chaos and I immediately felt a different fear than anything else. It was like a burning that started in my chest and slowly flowed outward along my body. It felt like the world was spinning, like the heat would overtake me and turn me to ash. The man looked like a cat with a cornered mouse before the boy with the monkey tail rushed him and distracted him away from me. Zidane.

Once Zidane pulled the clown-like man from my field of vision, the heat fled my body, but I was still disoriented. So much that I nearly fell into a trap set by Mateus. I was careless. But I'm not a warrior, how can anyone blame me?

I was afraid... I had nothing to fight for. No dreams, no future... what point was there to my fight?

The battle quickly grew ugly after we regrouped. The forces of Chaos quickly overtook us. There was a lot of pain and a lot of confusion as we were driven back, then a scream of absolute anguish rose from our ranks. Our eyes turned as the goddess Cosmos was driven back by Chaos and crumpled, now in a more human form, right before our eyes. The scream had come from who we had deemed the leader of our group... a man with no name but with so much light within him I could almost see it radiate from his being.

But then just like that, as Cosmos fell from the heavens, the light was going out for us all. Our hope that the battle might have the end we wanted... it was smashed. Chaos and his forces attacked in full force then and many of us were scattered. I remember the youngest of our group taking my hand and running with me. I didn't know where he was taking me, I couldn't see past the tears in my eyes. Tears for this goddess that, despite having forced us into this conflict, was filled with a warming light.

We were all separated into much smaller groups when the minions of Chaos withdrew for a time. We didn't know why, but we assumed it was possibly because of Cosmos's defeat that Chaos stopped his assault.

We didn't know what happened to Cosmos after that. The only one who knows for sure is the warrior of light who was with her in her moments after her defeat. The next time we saw her was as an apparition, begging us to gather crystals to save the world. I once again found that fear building up in my chest. Yet more danger, yet more fighting. Even as the youth with me insisted he was here with me and I need not worry, I was afraid. Where would this lead? What would I find? What if I ran into that man again, who made my head ache and my heart burn with a frightening power. Did my body know what I could not remember? And did the man Kefka hold answers?

Regardless, I felt a little better at least knowing I had a companion with me. He had watched over me, even as Chaos had attacked. Maybe... maybe with someone's help, I could do this. And maybe I could find the answers I needed.

I looked at him and couldn't help the smile that came to my face. Not a full, happy smile, but one of slight relief. One that showed my gratitude.

"I'm counting on you."

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx