When...after my class did this play to our parents, I got the idea for this fic. It's long...

The Horror of Shakespear

Macbeth- Shakespear

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From the Director's Desk

Characters

The Royal Family

King Duncan- King of Scotland(Figaro)- Edgar( Final Fantasy 6)

Malcolm- Duncan's older son- Crono( Crono Trigger)

Donalbain- Duncan's younger son- Zidane(Final Fantasy 9)

Lords and Ladies

Macbeth- Thane of Glamis- Kain( Final Fantasy 4)

Lady Macbeth- Macbeth's wife- Rydia( Final Fantasy 4)

Banquo- Macbeth's friend- Cecil( Final Fantasy 4)

Fleance- Banquo's son- Squall( Final Fantasy 8)

Macduff- Thane of Fife- Link( Zelda)

Lady Macduff- Macduff's wife- Zelda( Zelda)

Young Macduff- Macduff's son- Vivi( Final Fantasy 9)

Ross- Cloud(Final Fantasy 7) -

Lennox- Sabin( Final Fantasy 6) -Noblemen of Scotland

Angus- Strago( Final Fantasy 6) -

Old Siward- Earl of Northumberland- Cyan( Final Fantasy 6)

Young Siward- Siward's son- Kirby( Kirby)

Others

Three Witches- Kefka(Final Fantasy 6...heh..), Veran( Zelda), Edea(Final Fantasy 8)

A Sergeant- Frog( Crono Trigger)

A Porter- Macbeth's servant- Zell( Final Fantasy 8)

Seyton- Macbeth's servant- Marle(Crono Trigger)

Murderers- Shadow( Final Fantasy 6), Seifer( Final Fantasy 8)

A Gentlewoman- Lady Macbeth's attendant- Rosa( Final Fantasy 4)

A Doctor- Macbeth's attendant- Aeris( Final Fantasy 7)

Three Apparition Spirits- Din, Nayru, Forore( Zelda)

Eight Apparition Kings- Kirby's friends( Kirby)

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Narrator- Cait( Final Fantasy 7)

Camara Men- Locke( Final Fantasy 6), Cid( Final Fantasy 7)

Director- Tifa( Final Fantasy 7)

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Jess( authoress): heh....lets begin...shall we???

================Part 1

Kefka: This is SOOOOOOOOO unfair!!! I'm a WITCH!!! *pouts*

Locke: Boohoo...We don't CARE!!!!

Kefka: So...you're the camra man!

Tifa: Places people!

Every1 gets to where they are to be. Then the horror of Shakespear begins.....

Cait: I have a story from long ago,

A tale of misery, heartache, and woe.

My play is glutted with hatred and greed,

And has a moral we all should heed.

So sit back all you idiots reading this fic, and I will unfold

A saga of boring passion that went uncontrolled.

Tifa..was that good?????????

Tifa:Um...yes Cait.

Locke: TIFA!!! Cid's hogging the camara!!

Cid: Am not!!!

Tifa: Stop you two!

Kefka: Tifa!!! Do I look good in this witch dress??

Tifa:^.^' Yes Kefka!!! Lets continue.



Cait: I convey you to Figaro of yesteryear,

I place locked in combat, cruel and severe.

Locke: Did someone mention my name??

Cait: Ok....

A country called the Empire sent troops 'cross the sea.

Figaro fought back to keep their land free.

Smoke and fire thickened the skies;

The air thundered with fierce battle cries.

The very ground shuddered with fright;

It really was a dreadful night.

Tifa: Great Cait... Kefka, Veran and Edea..get to your places.

Cid: This is goin' to be good...

Locke: Because Kefka is a WITCH!!

Cid& Locke: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Kefka: Shaddup!

Cait: ^_^'

As the men battled with sword and shield,

Grey shadows appeared on the distant field.

Shadow: Did someone mention my name????

Cait: er......

Veran: When shall we three meet again?

In thunder, lightning or in rain?

Kefka: er....my line....

When the hurlyburly's done,

When the battle's lost and won.

Edea: It is a matter of life and death,

And there we shall meet Macbeth. ( er...um...Kain! ^_^)

All: Fair is foul and foul is fair.

Hover through the fog and filthy air.

Cait: Then they raised their fists, their eyes ablaze,

And vanished inot the glooming haze.



Tifa: Yes PERFECT!!!!! ^_________^

Cait: Not far away, King Duncan did pace; ( oops....King Edgar!!)

A worried look upon his face.

Malcolm and Donalbain( um...Crono and Zidane!)the sons of the king,

Wondered to how the action did swing.

Their were with their father to lend their support,

When a soldier staggered in with the lastest report.

The soldier looked gaunt with gashes to his head.

Frog: Our victory was doubtful,

They outnumbered us and had fresh supplies.

The clammy air echoed with our dying cries.

Then in marched Macbeth, his sword held high. (Macbeth? Kain!^_^)

He crossed the field shouting curses to the sky.

For Figaro's honour he fought so well.

Before him many Imperial Soldiers fell,

And Gesthal, their king, was forced to yield.

Then triumph was ours on that barren field.

But I am faint. My wounds cry to be seen.

Edgar: Quick.

Let surgeons interview.

Tifa: INTERVENE!!!

Edgar: oops.....intervene.

Frog: Good?

Tifa: Good.

Cait: As the soldier limped off, in came worthy Ross ( Cloud!)

With more news of the combat and a double-cross.

Cloud: King Duncan...Edgar, I come from the battle at Fife

Where many a brave soldier lost his live.

The struggle seem hopeless; their numbers were great,

And the Thane of Cawdor, we coud not locate.

For he was traitor and joined Norway...Empire's side.

Treachery and treason took away his pride.

But your thane of Glamis should be held in esteem.

In this terrible struggle, Macbeth..Kain was supreme.

Edgar: Pronounce Cawdaor's death!

With his former title, go greet Macbeth.

Cloud: Yes, my lord, I see it done.

What Cawdor has lost, noble Macbeth has won.



Cait: Lightning shivered and thunder did sound.

The hags were hunched upon the cold ground.

Kefka: Where hast thou been?

Veran: Killing swine.

Edea:A drum. I hear a drum.

Listen my sisters, Macbeth doth come.

All: Thrice to thine and thrice to mine

And thrice again to make up mine.

Peace! The charm's wound up.

Cait: Macbeth appeared on the muddy path,

Wrapped in the storm's incredible wrath.

His good friend Banquo was by his side.( Banquo? Cecil!)

The silence shattered as they rosed one by one;

None of the sisters would be out done.

Kefka: Hail, Thane of Glamis, hail to thee!

Cait: The first of the trio moaned with glee.

Veran: Hail, Thane of Cawdor!

Cait: Then the third with rose and quivered with laughter,

Edea: All hail Macbeth, King of Scotland hereafter!

Cait: These words seem to thundered in Macbeth's(Kain's) brain,

What more in life was there to attain?

Macbeth seemed to be lost in some kind of trance.

Banquo gave his friend a worried glance.

Cait: The sisters howled a bloodcurling wail.

Witches: All hail!

Kefka: Lesser than Macbeth, but greater;

Veran: Not so happy, yet happier;

Edea: You'll be father to kings

But Banquo you'll never inherit the crown!

Kain: I charge you to stay!

From whence did you come? Tell us more, I say!

I am Thane of Glamis, by my father's death.

But Cawdor's thane lives, he still draws breath!

And to be crowned king is beyond belief.

We all know Duncan is Scotland's chief!

You imperfect speakers, a reply a demand!

Cait: But like bubbles they melted into the land.

Just then, two messengers rode into view;

Messengers(Ross-Cloud, Angus-Strago)- Congratulations to you!

Cloud: Gald tidings, brave general,

You're the greatest warrior in all our land.

And Thane of Cawdor, you move up the ranks!

Strago: The king sends his thanks.

Kain: What news they bring.

Two truths are told! Will I also be king?

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Cait: Later at Forres, there was a fanfare.

Duncan..er...Edgar greeted his thanes in his chamber there.

Edgar: My brave Macbeth, I am in your debt.

Your gallands deeds, I will nver forget.

And now for my heir.

Cait: Macbeth's pulse quickened; he said a quick prayer.

But the king laid his hand on the head of his son.

Edgar: My eldest boy shall be the one.

Kain(whispering): The new prince of Cumberland lies in my way;

I must act now! I cannot delay!

Stars, hide your fires!

Let not light see my black and deep desires!