A/N: This is just the prologue of what I hope to be a much longer story. I would love to know what you think either through a review or email me at angel_slayer8587@hotmail.com More chapters should be coming very soon.

"What? Where am I?" I tried to speak the words but no sound came out.

A dream. The answer came from nowhere and everywhere simultaneously.

"I don't remember falling asleep." Still no sound.

The disembodied voice answered again. We never do.

I looked around quickly. I wanted to know where I was. I only saw a cloudy mist over a barren wasteland. I wanted to know when I was.

It doesn't matter. You're not late for anything. They would let you know.

In my head I began to ask who. I never even finished the thought. The figures of my guardians appeared in front of me. Wakka, his face wearing a dreamlike expression. The one he wears when he's thinking about something else. Something usually equals blitzball.

Lulu, her face showing quite simply that you shouldn't mess with her. Her stature almost betraying her sarcastic nature. Kimahri stood silent and still. He gave nothing away. Rikku who was quite the opposite of the tall Ronso. The Al Bhed girl, youngest of my guardians, easily gave away her hyperactive nature.

Is this how you know them? The voice asked. I listened intently for any clue on who it was but nothing came. It didn't sound like anyone I knew. It didn't even sound human.

"Exactly," I answered. It was true. The figures in front of me almost seemed more real than the people I had known on my pilgrimage.

Another figure appeared. I instantly recognised Sir Auron but didn't see the relevance.

There needs to be relevance? This is a dream. He reminds you. The voice continued.

"Of what?" I asked it. My head hurt from attempts to guess the meaning of the dream. I needed to. Once I awoke I would forget.

Your journey of course. The voice answered. It's important. There was silence. The silent figures of my friends in front of me looked at me expectantly. I was unsure if I was supposed to do anything.

Nothing. It was scaring me now. Reading my every thought. Obviously not finished the voice added. He's coming. He'll be here soon.

The only thought I could manage was his name. Tidus. It would be no one else. No one else could dominate my thoughts as clearly as he could. They stopped looking at me. All five of them turned away. Turned their backs to me. I looked over Wakka's shoulder. My heart skipped a beat as I saw Tidus. His blonde hair shone with light from an unseen source. Much of the fog had cleared yet I could hardly see him. He was too far away. Always too far away.

I started to run towards him. They stopped me. I pleaded with them silently to let me pass but they didn't.

Why should they? The voice asked. It's their job to project you from things that bad.

"He's not one of them." I shouted at the voice.

You don't know that. You don't know what he is. The voice said mocking me.

"I don't care." I answered simply, "I love him."

You don't know if he's worth it. You don't know if he feels the same.

"He's worth it. He's worth it and I know he loves me." This was the first thing I had said that came out for everyone to hear. I almost jumped in surprise. Not only at the noise but at the determination in my voice. Foolish determination?

If you say so. The voice seemed to back down. Allow me passage. My guardians didn't. I looked at Tidus. He just smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

I felt like I wanted to cry. He was so far away. I wanted to hold him. Feel his arms surround me. I couldn't get to him. He put his fingers inside his mouth. The gesture was unmistakable but I didn't expect to hear the sound.

I heard it alright. The clear whistle rang through the strange land.

I bolted straight up. The last thing I remembered seeing was his smile. Clear despite the distance between us. The rest of the dream. The voice, the strange behaviour of my guardians paled in comparison to that smile. I couldn't help it. I smiled to myself.