Disclaimer

I do not own any characters from this story, although the basic plot outline is mine. Most main characters, ideas, backgrounds, etc, belong to Sony. I'm just the writer. : )
So don't sue, please.

Author's Note

Hey guys, it's me, Mr.SturgisPodmore, and this is a fanfiction. Obviously. It's about Rose and how she and Zeig are reincarnated after their death, but find out that it's one hundred years after the battle in The Moon That Never Sets. Now, sit down on the carpet children, it's story time! Enjoy.

-Mr.SturgisPodmore

Prologue: Death's Grip

Death had her in his grips. She could feel his clutch on her heart. She could feel it restricting her breathing, holding her in place. She couldn't move, she couldn't breath, couldn't feel, couldn't smell. All she sensed was another presence. A man. Beside her?

Zeig. Now she could feel his presence. Not physically, but in her mind. She felt him, there was no other words for it. She could sense that he was there. She could sense his own mind, sensing her, probing her.

What is this place? she wondered.

I don't know. Death? came a voice inside her head. It was Zeig's voice. Rose opened her eyes and marveled at what she saw. She was floating in darkness. Absolute darkness. She couldn't see her own hands right in front of her face.

Is this limbo? Rose heard Zeig wonder.

I...

The room was suddenly illuminated by a dark purple light, circling and lighting up the abyss. The light was coming from Rose's breast. Her Dragoon Spirit.

Rose?

And then Rose felt it. A presence of unimaginable power. It was inside her mind. Searching through her memories, scanning her life, zooming through it as though it had no significance whatsoever. 11,000 years, insignificant.

You are strong, mortal, the voice said. You defied Soa's will. And you as well, he said to Zeig. But the fate comes again, it is willed to by the creator. I give you both life, so that you may present it to others, if the need arises.

Rose felt a great pull, and she heard a sucking sound, as something pulled her inwards, there was a flash of red, and she was gripped in darkness. She couldn't see, couldn't breath. Rose could no longer feel Zeig's presence, nor the great being.

There was a final whooshing sound, and the last thing Rose saw was a desert landscape rushing towards her.