.:Prologue:.

Subspace.

It couldn't, shouldn't, exist anymore. Yet it was there…he was here. And unbelievably, Tabuu was right in front of his eyes.

Every fiber of his being screamed denial. But the bonds were all too real, as was the shimmering creature before him.

"I have a favor to ask of you, old friend." Tabuu tilted his head as a curious child would, but his cold stare told otherwise.

"You waste your time." He promptly replied. Tabuu's face remained emotionless.

"So you say. I am certain that my offer will interest you greatly…" The ethereal being paused, letting the silence speak for itself. The prisoner struggled harder against the energy bonds that held him down. "I know you will not be able to resist it."

"I will never work with you!" He snapped. "Whatever you promise me will not turn me against my fri-"

"Friends?" Tabuu leaned closer and the prisoner felt a chill run down his spine. "You have no friends. They merely use you for their own gains."

Despite his fear, he managed a small smirk. "I know what you are trying to do, Tabuu. You might as well give up on recruiting me."

Deafening silence.

Suddenly, Tabuu's hand slammed through his body, gripping his soul. He fought back a pained cry as an almost unbearable agony flooded through him. For a brief moment, they locked eyes. "Idiot."

That was the last word he heard as he jerked into unconsciousness, freed into the blissful, black void.