Title: Crossing Over

Author: Drey'auc475

Rating: PG for now

Spoilers: none this chapter

Setting/Season: this chapter set in AU

A/N: this is the beginning of a story that I hope you'll like. Please tell me what you think. Enjoy…

-----Prologue-----

Freya stood and gazed at the destruction around her, silent tears streaming down her cheeks leaving trails on her dirt-stained face.

The battle field was littered with debris; trees that once stood, rocks, shells from bullets, and weapons that were similar to the one that Alli wore at her thigh.

Then there were the bodies. Hundreds of them scattered all around her. They were her friends, her family, the ones she led, and the ones she failed. They were her charge. She was to lead them into battle and to victory.

How ironic it sounded to her, at 21 years old and leading a group of people barely older than herself into battle.

Her eyes were drawn to the face that had brought her to this place. The one she had sought out after the battle.

It was young and peaceful like its owner was only sleeping. But Freya knew better.

She ignored the bullet wounds in his chest and the blood that stained his uniform and squatted down next to her friend, the man who knew her best. Her love.

She stared into his face and leant forward and kissed his forehead.

'Goodbye, Charlie,' she whispered to him. 'I'm sorry.'

Freya rose from the ground and struggled not to cry. But the tears came ten fold.

Freya spun around in anguish and screamed her pain to the wind, making several birds of prey that had arrived at the smoking battle field, take to the sky.

She sank to her knees and sobbed uncontrollably.

As she cried out all her sorrow and loss, scenes of the battle played in her head.

She cried and cried.

Finally, her tears dried up, and her sobs subsided, but the pain remained, like a smoldering ember imbedded in her chest.

Suddenly, a stick snapped behind her, starling her out of her sorrows. She tensed and her hand shot to the hand gun at her thigh and she spun around on her heels in the direction of the sound.

A young woman stood there, a bit older than Freya. She had golden coloured skin, red-brown hair and green eyes, not to mention pointy ears like an elf. She was dressed in tight leather and had what Freya imagined was a weapon strapped to her thigh.

Freya looked at her suspiciously; she didn't know who (or what) she was but was weary of her in case she was an enemy.

The woman raised her hands to show she meant no harm.

Then she spoke. She had a kind, soft voice that in its own way comforted Alli.

'Do not be afraid, Freya. I'm a friend and I promise I won't hurt you.'

'How do you know my name? And who are you?' Freya asked whipping the tears from her face and standing up, lowering her weapon.

'My name is Trance and I know a lot about you. I'm here to help. Although your world has been destroyed and your friends and family have died for a cause that was right, your life is not over. Come with me and I can help you get it all back.'

'Where would I go?' Freya asked.

'To another universe, one where the technology is very advanced. My universe. You will have friends, people who will love you. Evil is spreading in my universe, and we need your help to win this battle.'

'What?' Freya asked confused.

Trance smiled. 'I'm sure you're feeling pretty overwhelmed and confused about this all. I'm sure you're also wondering how you'll get there from this universe. But I have the power to transfer you from one universe to another. Are you willing?'

Freya looked at her. There was something about her that she liked. Something she trusted. There was also something that made Freya feel like she knew this mysterious girl.

And under that she could feel that Trance was much older that she looked.

Freya looked around her and then looked down at the face of Charlie. She knelt down again and pulled out a pendant from under her shirt. She reached into Charlie's shirt and pulled out a similar pendant. They were pieces of bone that they bought together one day. Each had a carving on them in black ink. They meant friendship.

Freya removed Charlie's from his neck and looped it over her head. The two bone pendants clicked as they tapped each other.

Freya stood again and turned to Trance.

She took a deep breath and said:

'I'm ready. Take me to this other universe of yours.'

Trance nodded. 'When you get to this other universe you will have no memory of me or of the life had previous to this event' – she gestured around her at the carnage at Freya's feet – 'Unfortunately, I cannot remove these memories because they are buried too deep in your sub-conscious, but the memories you will have will correspond to that universe. Are you ready?'

Freya nodded and placed her hand on the pendants around her neck.

'I'm ready.'

'Close your eyes – this may be slightly uncomfortable.'

Freya obliged. Nothing happened for a while, then there was an incredibly bright light and an intense heat and then there was nothing.

TBC...