Disclaimer: I'm only typing this once. I DON'T OWN TAMORA PIERCE'S CHARACTERS AND PLACES. And if you think I do, you are SERIOUSLY on something.

A/N: This is an idea I've had in my head for a while now, so read on! The actual meat of the story and conxept won't come until later though. Rated for safety.

One warm July night, five girls lounged about on the floor of a rather bland living room, talking and laughing at eachother's jokes. Suddenly, a bright-eyed bunette burst through the adjoining door that led to the kitchen, carrying a colorful cardboard box with her.

"I have them!", she exclaimed as she set the box down. Upon further examination, the confused girls squealed in delight at the snack their friend had brought them: Gushers.

Each girl opened a pack, and curiously enough, each pack held only one gusher, in six different colors for the six girls. The brunette looked at her pink fruit snack with caution. She'd had an odd feeling about the packages as she'd handed them out to her friends, and now something was just telling her brain what to say.

"We should eat them in rainbow order.", she sad matter-of-factly

"Why? Melody, this is no time for your OCD to kick in.", said a petite girl with dishwater-blonde hair.

"I just have this feeling." , the girl called Melody said. So they did. And no sooner had the last girl bit into her purple gusher than all six of them swirled away from the boring, gray carpet and into the sky to vanish.

Later, in a realm called Tortall and its surrounding countries, these girls would wake up, but they would be separated, and quite a good number of them would be alone.

A/N: Alright, the prologue is crap, but the first chapter isn't all that short or suckish, so hopefully you will read on. Don't ask about the gushers please, I needed there to be something to get them out of our world, and I happened to be eating gushers, so what the heck.