Well, here I am, back from the dead. So, last time any of you saw me, it was in the Isle of Warriors, or at least you read the prologue and left. I decided to put that story on hold, in terms of editing it, for a while. If you guys wish to see it brought back, let me know and I might do so, but no promises.

Anyways, welcome to my new story, Remnant of a Dream. If you didn't read the actual listing of the crossover, or completely ignored the title, this is a Final Fantasy X/RWBY crossover. I gave a brief description in the summery, as well as in the Tidus chapter of Isle of Warriors, but no one read that. Either way, this is my first attempt at a story which actually follows a canon plot, and will focus on the RWBY story up through Volume 3. As for 4, I have plans for that, so things might change much more around there, even if it comes out by the time I post it.

I also changed the ending to Final Fantasy X a little bit. I decided to add a little more dialogue, mostly for those who haven't played it.

Oh, and please sit back and enjoy the Prologue, it is much longer than the other one, and as such should be a bit better in quality.

Prologue

(Tidus POV)

We did it. We defeated Yevon, the god everyone in Spira looked up to. It was his teachings that everyone in Spira followed blindly, sending summoner after summoner to defeat Sin, only for Sin to return once more. But we did it without the Final Aeon. Now Spira's sorrow will end. Yuna already sent Auron and the Fayth, but now that they are no longer dreaming, I have to go as well. My body, why does it feel weird.

"Tidus, what is happening?" cries Yuna. I look down as my body begins to fade. I take a moment to answer.

"Looks like the Fayth have stopped dreaming," I reply. A tear rolls down my cheek as I look to everyone. Wakka is being held by Lulu while he cries. She just looks to me in shock and sadness. Kimahri doesn't look to have changed his expression, but I can tell he is hurting on the inside as well. Rikku is down on her knees with her hands covering her face, probably crying as well. And Yuna, she is completely lost for words. She is just standing there with her hand covering her mouth.

"What… what do you mean?"

"It means I have to go. I am sorry."

"For what?"

"I never got to show you my Zanarkand."

"Yeah, I guess you didn't. But I don't want you to go." She tries to hug me, but her arms pass right through my fading body.

"I am sorry, but I have to. My old man won't like it if I keep him waiting." I begin walking toward the edge, looking down into the Farplane below the clouds.

"Then I will look for you! I won't stop until I find a way to bring you back. I will do this because…" I listen closer as she whispers the last words, "... I love you."

"I will be waiting. I will see you when that happens, all of you." I turn back to the edge, and with one last push, I leap into the air and descend into the Farplane.

Tidus wakes up with his face flat to the ground. The hard cement looks black under the dark cover of night. Lying next to the blonde dream is his sword, Brotherhood. The sword with a blade as blue as the sea, was given to him by Wakka, after Tidus choose to join them as one of Yuna's guardians. The sword once belonged to Wakka's brother, Chappu, but he gave it up when he joined the Crusaders. It is double-edged, with one side curving towards the top to allow an easier slice through the air.

Tidus begins to stand up, using his sword as a crutch, and turns to notice the area around him. Despite it being dark, he can tell he is in a city, but it looks nothing like anything in Spira. The buildings aren't extremely big, but they aren't small either. They range from homes to shops, but they all seem to have a similar style to them. What does catch his eye however, is what is lying next to him. Or rather, who.

Next to Tidus is a young man in a red haori. His long black hair is tied back in a ponytail, with two bangs hanging in front of his face on both sides. The blonde wouldn't be able to recognize him, if it weren't for one thing, the sword lying next to him. The blade, made with the finest steel available, is a giant katana. This man, is Auron, only younger. He begins to stir as Tidus looks at his changed friend. In a similar manner to Tidus, Auron looks around as he also uses his sword as a crutch. He looks to the dream and asks, "Tidus, where are we?"

"I don't know, but this doesn't look like the Farplane to me," he responds. "Why do you think we are here?"

"Maybe Yevon didn't think passing on was good enough, and sent us here to suffer. We never really followed his teachings anyways. Plus we kinda killed him."

"Possibly, but where in Spira is here?"

"I don't think this is Spira kid."

"Why is that?"

"Look around. Does this look like our style or culture?" Tidus was about to respond when glass shatters behind him and a man dressed in black is sent flying through the window of the shop. They turn around to face the store, 'From Dust to Dawn', and notice a young girl, no more than fifteen years old, and in her hand is a giant scythe. Auron is the first to grab his blade as he rests it upon his shoulder, left sleeve already off. The young girl stands next to them as they notice men surround them, all dressed like their flying friend.

"What is going on?" Tidus asks, reading for a fight.

"I don't know," replies Auron.

"Are you two guys good or bad?" asks the young girl.

"Neither, but who am I to judge. What I want to know is who these guys are."

"I don't know who they are either, but they just tried to rob the store behind me."

"I see. For now we will trust you, but if I find out you're lying, then we won't consider you ally much longer."

"Do you have to be so blunt Auron?" interrupts Tidus, "I don't know what is going on here, but I don't think these guys around us are going to let us finish our conversation. We are with you red girl."

"I guess he has decided to trust you, so I shall as well."

"Alright, now let's kick their butts!" exclaims the young girl as she charges into battle.

"Is the machine fired up?" asks a young man. Dressed in a skin tight, black leather combat suit, Ren Glain pushes his black hair back as he types away at the computer. His dual pistols sit at his side as while he waits for a response. When testing the time-space transporter, he found a way to another world called Remnant. Not much was in the files, but it stated that a man named Ozpin helped in the battle seven hundred years prior. Of course that was how long it has been on the island, not this new world. Ren Glain is going as support for his friend, Airu Mirai as they investigate the world.

"Machine has blue swirls," booms the barbarian, Jaiir. The man was tall and very strong. His tan skin and oversized muscles make him look like a caramelized marshmallow cloud, though the loin cloth he wears leaves little to the imagination. Across his back is a giant warhammer and battle axe, both capable to cause quakes and even shoot up rocks.

"I will take that as a yes. Please tell Airu that I am ready to go. The two of us will be leaving soon."

"Yes. AIRU! REN READY TO GO!"

"You don't have to shout," replies the harpy. She walks into the computer room, trying to clean out her ear with her finger. "And you guys wonder why I have trouble hearing." Airu, the young harpy, once know as the Harpy of Death, is the leader of the island's natives, and one of the few who still live. Put aside the fact it was her who killed just about everyone. Three years prior, she and her team were brainwashed and convinced that in order to prevent a great demon from ravaging the land again, that they must kill everyone else. Such events would cause the demon to be summoned in a weakened state, making it much easier to kill. It was all a lie.

After RagingKey, the Lord of Hell, defeated Airu, he revealed that he was the demon, but the legend of him returning was a lie. Ever since then, Airu has been trying to find a way to forgive herself. The tournaments the island hold, now that links have been established with other dimensions, have been a good way to distract her, but even the Isle of Warriors wouldn't keep her occupied forever. She needed a mission, a goal to stay occupied on so she can try and forget the horrors of genocide.

"Good, are you ready, Airu," asks Ren.

"Yeah, just let me check my weapons," replies Airu. She spreads her large, brown wings as they reach past her finger tips, and from the back of them she draws two butterfly swords. The blades are short and thin, but very wide, allowing for a mix of quick and heavy attacks to really throw off most opponents. After inspecting them closely, she puts them back and draws her rapier from her side. She is most gifted with this weapon, and has been training with it since she was only six. Not only that, but it is a reminder of what she was just three years before, and who gave it to her. The blade is a powerful motivator for Airu. She inspects the blade and replaces it as well. "I am good to go. You?"

Ren draws one of his pistols and fires off a bullet into the air. "Locked and loaded."

"You don't have to be so dramatic."

"Whatever. This world should be something different for a change."

"Yeah, what are we waiting for let's go." Airu and Ren begin walking towards the transporter, saying their goodbyes to everyone. They stop in front of it and just stare at it, wondering what the future has in store. With one final look back, they both turn and walk into the portal.

Unknown to them, this causes an overload of the system, and the machine soon shuts off after they leave. There is no way for them to return home, for now.

Well, now that the beginning is out of the way, I think I should say something now before I get a ton of reviews saying the same thing. Yes I am aware that Ren Glain and Lie Ren are similar. That is one of the reasons I included him. He, along with Airu, were some of the main antagonists of the Isle of Warriors, but you guys didn't want to read it so you had no idea.

Rant aside, I came up with him long before I watched RWBY, so don't think he is a copy of him in anyway, though the jokes that can be made from those two would be funny. And before you start saying that RagingKey is a self insert, that is not entirely true. To be honest, my Pen Name was inspired by the character, so it is more I named myself after a character.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this, the next chapter will be out soon. I will try to post at least once a week. Thanks, and bye.