Note: Pah. Been a while since I tried this **flexes fingers ** I dunno If I'm allowed to post this thing in PARTS, but I shall try it out. I need support if I'm gonna finish this... a lotta chars introduced. This takes place after the end of FFIX. Lemme give you the lowdown-

I'm kinda foggy (still -.-;) what happens, but here's what it's like in my Universe: Eiko's living with Cid in Lindblum.

Zidane and Dagger have been reunited, Tantalus is hangin' out in Alexandria.
Amarant's in Alexandira, too.
Kuja's alive: his whereabouts are unknown.
Freya and Fratley are at Burmecia, rebuilding.
Quina's back at his swamp.
Vivi's "children" (I'm assuming they're Black Mages that were modeled to look like Vivi; created by Kuja. He mysteriously dropped them at the Black mage village one day) are in the Black Mage Village.

Vivi *sniff* has stopped.

Okies, that's all you need to know for now. TO THE PROLOGUE!

-----Prophecy: Part One- Enter the Players
–Prologue

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It was Noon at Conde Petie. The sun blazed high, ruling in its azure vault of above, illuminating the ruddy red sands below. Wizened forests dotted the rocky terrain, adding to the air of desolation of this place. But the dwarfs seemed to like their home, and lived as they had for centuries. The townsfolk bustled, a few birds flitted from perch to perch, scolding each other with rapid trills and squawks. People traded, played cards, and talked about 'the good old days'.

A pair of fiery yellow eyes watched from above.

Nobody noticed the sleek black form as it glided above the rooftop, feathered indigo

wings making scarcely a sound against the still, hot air. At least, not until its shadow passed over one. It looked up, but saw nothing. As the creature made another, the dwarf sighted it and gave a slight cry of surprise. Monsters have long since died out!

The creature gave a hiss of annoyance, at the same time exposing a set of shockingly white fangs. With a flap of its huge blue wings and lifted off, spiraling away. Some dwarfs had come over to see what the ruckus was about, and later dismissed it as an illusion or mirage made by the heat. But the single dwarf looked up; absolutely sure he had seen-and heard- something out of the ordinary.

Later.That.Day.

A Black Mage had just come in to buy some new supplies. None of the dwarfs had actually remembered the Mages' names, since they all looked alike. They simply called them 'the pyntie hats'. That was all they needed.

The Shopkeeper spoke idly to the Black Mage as he loaded a haversack full of supplies. "Aye, siys he sae a creeture, he did. Hissed at 'eem."

The Black Mage never really understood many of the dwarfs' words, but this interested them. "A creature hissed at him?"

"Aye. 'twas a flyeen oone. Ah kin 'twas joost a mirooge."

The Black Mage blinked blearily and looked out the door for a moment, turning the thought over in his mind. The Dwarf soon finished and handed him the bag, waving for him to leave through the door.

"Of wid' ye now." (So sue me, I cannae do accents .)

The Black Mage was a mere speck of dark on the sands of the cliffs surrounding Conde Petie. High above, circling like a buzzard, was a silhouetted figure. The only distinguishable feature was two giant wings.

"That's it... that's one of them." It dived; wings half-folded by its sides. The Black Mage only had time to hear the fearful whistle of wind through feathers as the black-furred feline came to a rest on the earth before him. Pale yellow eyes narrowed, it hissed a warning.

"Keep your distance, Black Mage. I merely need information."

The Black Mage was confused and a little frightened. Here it was, being threatened by a monster who wasn't supposed to exist, and he might even have to use his magic! He didn't want to...

"What? W-what do you need?"

The creature's patherlike face lifted, mouth closed. A flicker of surprise darted across the piercing eyes, but only a flicker. "Tell me," it said in a low, rasping voice. "Where am I?"

"J-just outside of Conde Pet-t-"

"I know the name of the Dwarf City."

"Oh. The Outer Continent."

The creature hissed again it exasperation, thick, furred tail lashing. The Black Mage backed off, palms raised, and the creature stopped.

"Forgive me, mage. I should remember to be more specific. What planet?"

The Black Mage blinked. "Gaia."

"I thought so. Many Urrdu." It unfurled its enormous wings. Their dark blue feathers banded with black had an iridescent green sheen, so that the sun struck them in a beautiful way. But the Black Mage only got a look, for the creature was soon using those wings to propel itself upward and away, moving like a shadow over the horizon.

"So... I have succeeded. The Prophecy will soon be fulfilled... I will not fail you, Jhating Yatil."

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Note: OoooOooo... mysteriousness... whaddya think? Do I stink? Vurra badly? I live off feedback, ya know. GIMME FEEDBACK!