Alright people! This is the first chapter in the sequel to Crystal Tears. Its really short, I know. But don't worry! Its just to start you off. Remember: It's the prologue. Trust me, we've got a long way to go. Don't forget to review! It tells me that people are actually reading this and enjoying it, so then I can write more!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Final Fantasy characters, however, I desperately wish that I could own Zidane. sniffles I LOVE HIS TAIL! And I wish that I could own Kuja, because then silverwitch07 might be happy!
Claimer: Oh, and I forgot to mention. I own Cyra, Malica, Kalika and any other cat that appears in this fic unless otherwise stated. Please ask before you use! Oh yeah. I have an account on a fanart site, so now I have up pictures of both Cyra and Malica, and Cyra's unnamed daughter who appears in this fic .
Zidane watched as his elegant bride walked down the isle in perfect rhythm to the beautiful music playing. She glanced up at him, through her veil and smiled, her russet eyes shining like they'd never before. Her dress was strapless, and since it was summer, it really didn't matter. The sun shone down on her, for the wedding was set on one of the highest balconies on Alexandria's castle. Her bouquet of flowers was of both red and white roses, and her small, delicate hands were hidden beneath beautiful gloves. Her hair was held back only by her beautiful headpiece, and a train followed her. Zidane could only stare at her in awe as she finally found her place next to him at the alter. She smiled at his boyish grin he cast at her. The minister cleared his throat.
"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here for the joyous union of Queen Garnet til Alexandros the 17th, and Zidane Tribal." Dagger felt an overwhelming urge to move the tiny stray piece of hair out of Zidane's eyes as the minister spoke, and Zidane noticed her playful apprehension. He chuckled softly, and Dagger felt a small urge to kick him, but fortunately contained herself.
"If there is anyone here that objects to this wedding, please speak now, or forever hold your piece." Zidane winked at Dagger, having a pretty good idea that no one would interrupt. The minister continued.
"Well, in that case…"
"I OBJECT!" The voice emanated from the back, and a woman stood there. At first, Zidane paled and whispered, "No….Cyra?" Garnet instantly noticed Zidane's pale face and glanced out at the woman out at the end of the path. She stared cruelly at Zidane. The minister cleared his throat. "For what reason should not these two be wed?" he asked, glancing at the woman. "Because he's betrothed."
"To whom!" Dagger screamed, staring at Zidane, who had gone even paler. His lips moved, just a little, and he whispered in a voice no louder than a breath, "Kalika."