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(At Ops)

(Blake's POV)

As everyone struggled to explain to Sensei what happened, Cam was typing furiously on the keyboard, I guess looking for any possible explanations as to why it happened, and I was sitting by the table lost in thought.

What was that? It looked like me and Tor, but at the same time, not. The outfits, the places, the machines and weapons...they don't remind me of anywhere on Earth that I can think of.

That brought another thought to mind, and I frowned.

What if it wasn't Earth?

Shaking my head, I looked up when I heard Sensei call my name.

"Blake. Have you had any of these visions that Tori showed everyone tonight?"

Pursing my lips, I thought about it, before shaking my head. "No Sensei."

Hunter sat beside me. "What could it mean?"

Everyone heard a sigh, and turned to see Cam rubbing his eyes as he turned from his computer. "I wasn't able to find anything about what happened to her tonight, or what we saw."

Nodding, Sensei put a paw to his chind in thought. "From what you all have described, it sounds like a memory."

"But I've never been blonde and I've got black eyes Sensei." I pointed out with a raised eyebrow. "And the girl had long brown hair and brown eyes."

"You did not let me finish." he scolded slightly.

I looked down and bowed my head.

"As I was saying, I believe it may have been a memory...of a past life."

Now Dustin looked confused, or rather...more confused than usual. "Dude, but like, those machines and that city are like way beyond our technology, and like, if it was a past life for them, shouldn't it have been like...I dunno know man, less...uhhh...advanced?"

Everyone stared at the airhead in shock, and Shane chuckled.

"Man Dustin, I didn't think you had the words 'technology' and 'advanced' in your vocabulary."

I raised an eyebrow. "But scarily enough, he does make sense."

Snorting, Cam nodded. "Yeah, that is scarey."

Sensei, seemed to think about it. "Blake, what are your thoughts as to what everyone witnessed tonight?"

"Well..." I folded my arms across my chest and looked at the table with a slight wince. "I dunno, but I can't help but question if those memories are from like..." I shrugged sheepishly. "Another planet or something."

He nodded. "I agree." Turning to his son, he pointed to him. "Cam, I would like you to look up any planets that resemble earth with similar, if not more advanced technologies."

"Yes father."

(Tori's POV)

When I woke up, I felt strangely emotionally drained. Looking around, I noticed I was in Ops and groaned in disbelief. "Great. It wasn't a dream!"

Getting up, I felt a skirt swish against my thighs, and looked down to find myself still in my mother's dress. They must have brought me straight here after my performance. I blushed then and grimaced. "Well that's a good thing." I said quietly. If they'd taken me home to change me, I'd have busted some heads, then died of embarrassment. Remembering what happened clearly, I sighed. Blake. What will he think of me now?

As I sat on the small bed on the room, I couldn't help but frown. After that performance, I felt as if a ton of information was dumped into my head. It was all jumbled, but it was there.

Spira. Machina. War. Dresspheres, Songstresses and Summoners. Magic and fiends. Sin.

All of that, and more, I could explain, given time to figure it out. Don't ask me how I knew it all, I just did.

Spira was the name of the planet those memories took place on. Machina was their name for the strange machines, including that big thing that we died in front of. I shivered, remembering the horrific tragedy. So much didn't make sense, and yet, at the same time, it did.

Shaking my head, I got up again and slowly left the room, walking silently to the main room where I heard the others talking.

"I still can't seem to find anything about what happened. There's so many planets out there, similar to Earth, that it could take a few days to check them all out." That was Cam's exhausted voice.

Hunter seemed to be thinking out loud. "Dude, like, what if those images weren't memories? What if they were some kind of ullision or something?"

"That does seem possible, but I truly believe they are memories." Sensei seemed to be lost in his own thoughts.

Deciding to make myself known, I walked out from behind the corner and turned to Cam. "Look for a planet called Spira." I said calmly.

I noticed everyone looking at me in confusion, and I leaned against the wall as I rubbed at my eyes. "Don't ask me how, but I just know some things." I shrugged as I explained vaguely what I knew. "Words and images in my head. Spira's the planet that happened on. Their names were Shuyin and Lenne. The machine behind them was called Vegnagun, a giant machina, as they called it, that threatened the whole planet. The words 'Summoner', 'fiend', 'magic', 'war', 'pilgrimage', 'Aeons' and more, all keep floating through my head."

Blake looked at me. "You keep calling them, 'them'." he stated in confusion.

I nodded. "They're different from us. They might have been past versions of us, but at the same time, they're their own people."

"I've got it." Cam said quietly and we all turned to him. "Spira. 1000 years ago, their time, a great war waged, and Shuyin and Lenne were two people who fought in it. Shuyin was a sport player known as a Blitzer. It was an underwater sport called Blitzball that was like our version of rugby or football, only it required that the players could hold their breaths for close to 10 minutes, and was a lot more violent. He was a star player and very famous for it."

I nodded when he looked at me.

"Lenne was a popular singer known as a Songstress, and the dress she wore was called the Songstress Dressphere. She was also a Summoner."

I nodded again. "I don't know much about that, but Summoners fought in the war and then were needed later to fight a great evil known as Sin. They went on Pilgrimages, or journeys, to find all the temples they could to pray at. They'd pray to specific dead spirits called Fayth, and if they got through to them, they'd get a new creature to Summon into battles known as Aeons."

Hunter shook his head. "Dude. Are you saying my bro and Tori are from another planet then?"

Rolling his eyes, Blake lightly nudged his older brother. "Past versions of us. We're from Earth. They weren't."

"Just because we might be their reincarnations, doesn't mean we're directly related to them Hunter." I said with a raised eyebrow as I folded my arms in front of me. "Remember, they died young. I don't think they even had any children." Looking down sadly, I sighed. "Even if they'd survived the shooting, Sin was born that day, and Lenne would've died fighting it."

Everyone looked at me with wide eyes.

I shrugged. "Summoners get the Aeons to fight Sin, but for 1000 years, they were mislead on how to kill him once and for all. They'd get the Aeons and fight him, and when they called their final Aeon, They'd kill him temporarily, and their Aeon would become possessed, turning around and killing them." I heard their gasps, but ignored them as I saw the images floating through my head. "No Summoner, or their protectors, known as Guardians, had ever survived. Sin would remain dormant for 10 years until the thing that possessed them would gain enough strength to wak back up. Those periods were called 'Calm's."

Cam picked up from there. "According to records, a young Summoner by the name of Yuna, went on the same Pilgrimage, only thanks to the naivety of a young man from another dimension, or as they called it, 'Dream Zanarkand', they questioned the traditions and ended up finding a new way to fight Sin."

I felt tears falling from my eyes. "It involved the Summoner killing their Aeons after fighting Sin, in order to bring out the possessing spirit and be able to kill it. It worked, but the Aeons were lost forever, and so was Tidus, the young man you talked about Cam." Shaking my head, I absentmindedly brushed a lock of hair out of my eyes. "All he ever wanted was to save the woman he loved, and in the end, his only regret was that he couldn't be with her. He'd saved her, but was forced to leave to the afterlife, since he was more of a ghost than anything. What they called 'Unsent'. That meant he was a wandering spirit, which was given solid form to help her fight."

"Summoners sent the dead with a special dance." Cam put in.

"But 1000 years ago, a lot of dead were missed." I pointed out. "That's where the fiends came from. They're created when the souls of the dead aren't sent."

Shaking my head, I closed my eyes and tried to remember the explanation that would help them to understand. I began speaking mechanically, as I kept my eyes closed and remembered the words.

"The dead need guidance. Filled with grief over their own death, they refuse to face their fate. They yearn to live on and resent those still alive. You see, they envy the living, and in time, that envy turns to anger, even hate. Should these souls remain in Spira, they become fiends that pray on the living. Sad, isn't it? The Sending takes them to the farplane, where they can rest in peace."

Opening my eyes, I saw a strange sense of understanding in everyone's eyes.

"Man, that planet sounds like a harsh place to live." Shane said with a shake of his head.

And because this all happened on a different planet, does that mean we're safer here? Can I take the risk and tell Blake how I feel about him? I thought to myself. Shaking my head, I gave everyone the excuse of needing some air and left Ops. Going into the nearby woods, I went over to a creek and looked down into the clear clowing water, remembering the scene at the club.

"We'll meet again, I promise." I said lowly. Was it just my imagination, or did that mean we were the reincarnations of Shuyin and Lenne? Did that mean...that our meeting was more destiny that a coincedance?

"That sounds strangely familiar."

Spinning around, I saw Blake behind me. My eyes widened a bit, before I looked down. "What do you mean?" I asked softly.

He walked up to me. "What you just said. It sounds familiar. I dunno how, but it does."

"That was something Lenne thought the day they died." I explained as I turned back to the water. "They really loved each other and Shuyin felt quilt for failing to save her. That was something she tried to tell him."

"And we met." Blake said softly as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

I stiffened up a moment before relaxing. "I was just thinking the same thing. She promised they'd meet again, and we met. It all just seems too..."


I nodded. "Yeah."

He sighed, and I dreaded what was coming next. "Tor. I know it seems like I've been avoiding you lately and I'm sorry for that."

I stiffened back up. "Oh?" I said lightly as I ignored the clenching of my heart.

He nodded against my shoulder. "Yeah. I was confused about how I felt about you and needed to think about it. With the guys bugging me all the time, I came up with the excuse of going out just to get away from everyone. Not you, but everyone."

Pursing my lips, I nodded and relaxed. "And what did you figure out?"

"That I love you."

Gasping, I spun around in his embrace to look at him. I could tell from his eyes that he was telling the truth. "I...love you too Blake." I blushed at my words and looked down. "But...I'm afraid."

"Afraid that we'll be killed?"

I nodded again. "After what I saw, I'm terrified of it happening again."

" I won't let it." he said easily with a shrug.

Looking up sharply, I frowned and raised an eyebrow. "How do you know?"

He smirked. "Easy. I'm not gonna go nuts and go after some crazy machine to destroy Lothor with."

I raised both eyebrows and looked at him doubtfully. "You and Hunter went to Lothor's ship to fight him alone and ended up getting brainwashed." I reminded him lightly.

He winced. "Blame Hunter for being an impatient idiot!" I said while pointing at her. "We both know better now and I think you know that."

To be honest, his words reassured me somewhat and I felt safer. Giving him a soft smile, I leaned forward and kissed him lightly. "Thanks Blake."

He kissed me back and looked at me in surprise when I pulled away. "For what?"

Smirking, I hugged him tightly. "For loving me."

I heard him chuckling and pulled away to look into his eyes. "Then thank you too Tor."

I raised an eyebrow and repeated him. "For what?"

He leaned forward and kissed me before pulling far enough back to whisper against my lips. "For the 1000 Words"

No matter what we'd face, I knew we'd face it together. Whatever came, we'd get through it, and we'd survive. Our past was sad and tragic, but our future was what we decided to make of it. We'd be happy, I was sure of that. Threats and dangers would come and go, but we'd beat every obstacle in our path.

We have love.

Nothing would ever beat that.



Second and final chappie up.

If anyone else sees a way to expand on this and wants to, feel free to let me know. This was orginially meant as a one-shot, but...yea. As you can see, it turned out longer than I meant it to.

I hope you like it.

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