**Disclaimer for the rest of my story: I do not own Lod blah blah blah, but I do own Arlena, Thaedda, and my other characters.

**Authors note: Yays I got two reviews! To Squall Lionheart, yes I will check out one of your fics. To DarkAngelB, yes romance ;) Well here goes my second Chapter!

Thaedda stood alone in the darkness. She shivered and looked around, yet she could see nothing. Then a voice spoke, a horrible voice that sent a chill up her spine and her hair stand on end. "One hundred and twenty-seven years ago the seven dragoons of Endiness destroyed Melbu Frahma and the moon."

As if played on an invisible screen, Thaedda watched the Dark Dragoon, Rose, and the Red-eye Dragoon, Zeig, sacrafice their lives to destroy the wingly emperor and the Moon That Never Sets.

"Yet the soul of the god of destruction somehow was awakened again the next 108 years. It seeks its flesh, so again it can try and destroy the world, which is the will of Soa, The great Creator."

The voice was gone and Thaedda was again lost in darkness.

Thaedda woke up in a cold sweat. What was that supposed to mean? What did the god of destruction have to do with herself? She didn't understand what this meant. Then she knew she knew what that message meant. The meaning sent a shiver down her spine. The god of destruction was back, back again to destroy Endiness and the world, again to try and play out the fate determined by the great creator. Yet, she still didn't understand what this had to do with her.

She let out a deep sigh. Her hand went to a smooth stone on her nightstand. It was a silver stone the size of her palm. She gripped it close to her, both hands covering it. If they had not been, she would have seen the pale white light that was emitted from the stone.

Arlena had reached Seles and rented a room at the inn. She slept now in the comfortable bed, definitely better than the forest floor. Yet, she tossed and turned, beads of sweat formed on her forehead.

Pictures flashed in her mind. Bodies, dead bodies, all over the ship. Arlena ran and ran, where was her mother? She entered the kitchen, only to find the head cook lying at her feet. She gasped in horror and ran out. She had to find her mother. "Mother, mother!" The young girl searched and searched, only to find more and more bodies. She came to her own room, opening the door slowly. She screamed and fell to her knees. Her mother lay motionless in a pile of blood. She knelt by her mother and sobbed. Voices, lots of voices filled her head. "You did it! You killed them." A voice hissed at her. "N-no! I didn't!" She screamed and ran. She ran down corridors and through rooms.

Now she stood again surrounded by dead bodies, bodies she knew so well. She looked at one of her hands, it was covered in blood. She looked at the other hand; in it she held a bloody dagger. "You killed them…"

"I didn't do it!" She yelled. She was awake; her bed sheets were soaked with sweat. "You killed them…" The voice stayed in her head, that same icy voice. Arlena couldn't go back to sleep now, she was too afraid of that nightmare. She sat by her window, letting the wind chill her. Yet the voice didn't go away…

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A/N: Ok second chapter done. How'd you like it? Just introducing another main character. So why is Arlena having these dreams? And why is she hearing that strange little voice in her head, er… no not that strange little voice o_O.