Xleena stood on top of a hill she knew too well. 'How on earth did I get here?' A low, slightly frozen voice replied 'You're near death, apparently they say your life flashes before your eyes...' the voice ended with a slight hint of amusement. Xleena's eyes widened... 'Grandpa Vincent!' she exclaimed whilst whipping round to embrace her vamparic relative. He was just how she remembered him. Although he was old enough to be her grandfather (and undoubtedly a lot older), Vincent didn't look a day over 26. He smiled under the cloak that covered his face, '...and how is my favorite granddaughter?' he asked, his voice more warmer now. She beamed. 'Well the last time i checked, I was bleeding to death in a dragon's arms.'
Vincent's eyes glowed. 'The crystal he possesses is worth a million regular ones, and has about as much power than the great ancient Aerith. It holds a lot of responsibility, and right now I am asking you to guide your friend who possesses it.'
Xleena laughed and asked 'well how am I gonna do that while i'm here? Is this a dream?' Vincent explained 'You have a point there, and this is a dream of sorts, but more of a telepathic vision... I will let you get on your way, and don't forget to visit me.. I am an old man now you know.'
Xleena chuckled, 'nonsense! You look nearly as young as me!' Vincent smiled, turning his back, the red of his cloak emitted a strange light, awakening Xleena in the arms of a worried Chrono.