Alone for a while I've been searching through the dark,
For traces of the love you left inside my lonely heart.
To weave by picking up the pieces that remain.
Melodies of Life-Love's lost refrain.

The raging storm covering the crushing waves and harsh winds below. In the gloomy distance lay a little dingy boat made out of rotting wood and torn cloth. There, standing on that boat, holding on for their lives, were a mother and her 9 year old daugther. Wearing long grey torn robes, covering their faces, you could make out streams of tears coming from their eyes.
The torment of rain had made the waves grow immensly high, chucking the little dingy boat from side to side. A huge crushing wave rose the dingy high in the air, letting it fall back down to the ocean below. The harsh winds blew the hood off of the little girls face, before an enourmous wave came down upon the little dingy, smashing it to a thousand pieces...

Garnet opened her large brown eyes, her dark hair brushing down her back. She had had the same dream she'd been having for a very long time. She got up out of her bed, and looked around her lightly lit room. The servants must have already been in to open her windows and clean the place up as there wasn't a speck of dust anywhere.
Garnet dragged herself out of the bed towards the window. Her long white dress dragging behind her. Rubbing the fatigue from her eyes, Garnet stared out of the same window she stares out of every day since she could remember. The view of Alexandria from her window is beautiful, and is tireless to be bored by it. Looking up above the horizon, Garnet saw, what looked like, an airship.
As if someone had just turned her on, she remembered that today was her 16th birthday. She smiled, looking at the many birds flying alongside the giant wooden contraption. The scene was spectacular and a once in a lifetime view.
The giant stone mermaid attached to the front of the ship made it look like a pirates ship. All the different areas of it sticking out in all directions. Long poles stuck out from the front to the back, with rotors at the tip. Lights lit up the chambers on the deck making it very visable in the morning mist filled air.
Inside the airship, on the lower bridge, a young blonde man slides down a metal pipe that led from the deck above. His blue clothes matched his light blue eyes. A leather strap held a dagger to his waist, while another to his hip. From the front he looked like any other person his age, but from behind you could see why he was different. A long blonde smooth tail escaped from a small hole from his waist.
He walked down the hall a little, making creaks with each step, junk crammed everywhere, before swinging a door open, and making his way into the dark room. "Sure is dark..." He said as he looked arund the deserted room. The red carpet reminded him of home, the wood around smelt of home, and the cuboards reminded him of home. He sighed, "Guess nobody's here yet..."
Lighting a match he walked towards a candle in the center of the room, lighting it to make the room more visable. He looked around the room some more, it was defiantly deserted. A voice called from a room to his right, "Who's there?" the voice was rather high and squeeky, he replied, "It's me, Zidane!" Hearing a few whispers, a door to Zidane's rigth opened and out came three people, all odly dressed.
Blank, an old military soldier who wore, what looked like, a black swimming costume layered with leather straps and knee high leather boots. He had another leather strap in his spiky red hair which covered his eyes almost completely. His gloves came up to his elbows and he also seemed to have leather straps across his body that held two daggers to his back.
Cinna met Zidane 3 years ago, and has been loyal to him and the group for a long time. Being a fan of the metal mythril, Cinna used up his funds on a treasured mythril hammer, a mythril hat, and various leather straps across his body. Being as mythril, at the time was espensive, Cinna had insufficient funds to cover up all of his body. Having his belly exposed and other various body parts, Cinna isn't very strong, but having the knowledge of the airship he is an important person in the Tantalus group.
Finally, Marcus, a cross between goblin and human. Having a hard childhood, Marcus joined the Tantalus group in a hope that they would respect and take care of him. Being a pretty good thief, Marcus has stolen many things, which has enabled him to buy a reasonably rich outfit. Having an orange piece of cloth covering his bald head and covering his eyes almost completely. His pointy ears stick out, pointing to the back of his head. His mouth hardly ever smiled, and for good reason. Marcus' mouth was filled with sharp fangs, one of which drooped out onto his bottom lip. He wore a blue outfit a lot like Zidanes, with leather straps to hold his only dagger.
"Hey, Zidane! You sure are late!" Blanks voice broke the silence. "Sorry. So, where's the boss?" Zidane said looking around. "Ain't here yet." Cinna told him. The door behind the Tantalus group suddenly opened, revealing a fat man, with a blue dragon head. The monster jumped down the stairs landing just in front of them. It swished its tail and roared with anger. Zindane pulled out his daggers as the others pulled out their own weapons. The dragon made a dash for Cinna who smashed the dragons head with his hammer before hitting the floor hard, knocking himself off his feet. Zidane made a dash for the dragon. Jumping, ready to attack, Zidane forced his daggers into the skull of the dragon as Marcus dug his through the eyes. No trace of blood leaked from the roaring dragon which made blank wonder if it really was a fiend.
Blank got behind and sliced off the dragons tail. It dropped to the floor lifelessly. Cinna pulled himself off the floor and ordered the Tantalus group to back off, which they reluctantly did. Staring it down, the dragons head split in two revealing the leader of the Tantalus, known to the group as Boss.
Baku, a cross between a rat and a pig, leader of the Tantalus, smiled and laughed at the exausted and suprised goup. "Hey, fools!" he walked over to them, placed his hand on Zidanes right shoulder, "You're lookin' a lot better!" he laughed maniacly. "Alright! Let's start this meeting already!" Baku walked past them and kicked the door open the trio had entered in to meet Zidane.
The group followed him into a rather small messy room. A huge round table lay in the centre of the room, surrounded by stools. On the table lay a model of the castle Alexandria and a doll of princess Garnet. Baku walks up behind the model and waits for the rest of the group to take seats. "Here's the plan!" Baku began, "Tantalus, the infamour band of daring thieves (that's us), is headin' to the Kingdome of Alexandria..." He looked around the group to make sure they were all listening. "Our mission: to kidnap the heir to the throne, Princess Garnet!"
Baku smiled as Cinna stood up. "I'll take it from here, so listen up!" he said, "Our ship's about to dock at Alexandria..." he paused, "And when it does, we're gonna put on our costumes..." he smiled before saying, "...and perform 'I Want to Be Your Canary,' the most popular play in Alexandria!" he looked at Marcus, "Break a leg, Marcus! 'Cause you're playin' the lead!" Marcus nodded in agreement, "Leave the actin' to me! Of course, the real kidnappers'll be Blank and Zidane."
Blank removed his feet from where he was resting them. "I'll distract the audience from backstage with these little buggers." Blank opened his hand to reveal a rather large orange coloured ladybug. "I can't stand oglops..." he shuddered. "But I'll manage, do don't worry about me." He looked at Zidane. "And that'l be your cue, Zidane!" Zidane nodded in agreement. "Okay! That's when i kidnap Princess Garnet, right?" he asked. Baku smiled, "You bet! You're gonna kidnap the most babe-ilicious beauty in all of Alexandria, Princess Garnet!"
The huge airship, all fully operating, flew over the walls of Alexandria, heading towards the docking station. Down below, many people looked up, open mouthed at the size of this years performance stage. Amongst those people stood a little Black Mage, no taller than a 9 year old. He turned his head in unison with eveyrone else as the Prima Vista moved itself high over their heads towards the castle, engulfing them in shadow as it passed. He blinked his bright yellow lights for eyes.