Hello all, once again. So I was reading through my old work as well as some other fan fiction and decided that, while I am not really writing many original stories anymore (i.e. at all), I would try again at writing Fanfiction and working to keep my writing skills sharp.

This will be a crossover between FFVII and FFIX where Garnet and Beatrix are transported to the Planet on behalf of the Eidolons. They will come into play early in the story. I have certain ideas, but nothing set in stone. So we'll see if this turns out well or not, yeah?

As always, I own nothing.

Please enjoy!

Queen Garnet til Alexandros the 17th, heir to the Alexandrian throne, wrapped her arms around herself as she shivered. The cold metal bars dug into her back, aided by the draft in the large tower, was making it hard for Garnet to keep her body temperature up. The cage, which she currently resided in, hung high up in the tower, which served as the dungeons of Alexandria Castle. She blinked tears from her eyes, her black hair clinging to her face.

Three days ago, Queen Garnet had been removed from her throne in a coup d'état from her most trusted friends. She had been sitting in the library, writing a letter to her Uncle Cid, regent of the neighboring kingdom of Lindblum, when she has been struck from behind. Instinctively, Garnet raised her hand, feeling the large welt on the back of her skull as she blinked out more tears.

She had woken up in the cage and had been there since. She had no idea who her attacker was. Garnet had been disarmed and her precious summoning jewels had been taken from her. After she had woken up, she had prayed to her Eidolons, desperately trying to summon them to aid her, but she found that all her attempts were in vain. It did not take a genius to realize that there had been an anti-magic barrier erected around the dungeon.

The second day she had woken up, Garnet found that she had a new prison mate, one that made her heart rise for a second before plummeting into her stomach.

"Your Majesty," General Beatrix said from across the cage. She stood up and moved next to her Queen. Beatrix wrapped her arm around Garnet.

"Thanks, Beatrix," Garnet said, feeling her General sit next to her. The shared body warmth was better than nothing. "You don't need to call me Your Majesty anymore."

"But, Your Majesty…"

"Beatrix," Garnet said with an edge in her voice. She turned her head. "What can you and I do? We're trapped in this cage. There's an anti-magic barrier set up around the dungeons. And you don't have your sword. I think my reign as Queen is coming to an end." Garnet watched Beatrix tighten her lips, but didn't say anything. Garnet could see the frustration and loss in her walnut colored eye. "If there was some way we could escape, and escape to the Regency…"

"It is nigh impossible, Your Maj… Garnet," Beatrix said as she looked around her. Alexandrian soldiers were stationed at all parts of the dungeon, keeping their attention on the cage. "Have you looked into their eyes?"

"No…" Garnet said as she looked to the nearest soldier. "Why would I? My pleas fell deaf on their ears when I was first captured. The soldiers had not removed their helmets." Beatrix let out a grimace.

"Their eyes have become the color of liquid poison," she said in a hushed voice, not wanting to alarm the soldiers, "the pupils like deadly cats."

"What are you talking about…?" Garnet asked as she turned to her companion. A shiver went up her back, but Garnet was unsure whether or not it was from the cold. Beatrix leaned closer to Garnet, her mouth inches away from the Queen's ear.

"It is like they have been possessed," she whispered to the Queen. Garnet gasped slightly. "They have become ruthless. Remorseless. And they are not the only ones." Garnet shook her head and looked at Beatrix. The General had not mentioned this when she had been thrown into the cage. She was apprehensive of speaking about it, even amongst Garnet's imploring. It was if she dared not reveal what happen.

"What are you saying?" She hesitated, the question lingering on her tongue.

"It has happened to our friends too," Beatrix said in a low voice. Garnet let out a gasp and she shook her head. "Steiner has the same green eyes. Cat-like. Green. Glowing."

"No… You speak lies…"

"He captured me at the gates of town," Beatrix said. "With the help of that monk, The Flaming Amarant." Garnet said nothing as she felt her eyes well up with more tears. "The fighting was brutal. I became surrounded by my own troops before they were able to knock me out and capture me."

"How… Why!?" Garnet said, her voice cracking. Her heart filled with sorrow. And anger. The sting of betrayal stung her like thousands of angry wasps.

"Steiner mentioned how he needed to prepare for the new Reign…" Beatrix said, looking to Garnet. "And that I was to be stopped because I could not be controlled."

"Steiner said that?"

"It makes no sense to me either. It was as though he were speaking in tongues." Beatrix looked around at the dungeon. The soldiers were moving, preparing for the shift change. The windows above them were glowing an eerie blood red as the sun was beginning to set. "Something is very wrong here in the city of Alexandria."

"Why, my dear, you do not understand the half of it."

As though she were sitting on something hot, Beatrix had jumped to her feet and stood in front of Garnet. "Who are you?" she said in a powerful voice. Garnet stood up and grabbed her General's arm, squeezing it gently. She walked next to the General, her eyes lingering on the old man floating in front of her. He was bald, but had an enormous, bushy white mustache and eyebrows. His dark eyes were kind, yet radiated a deep power. He floated above them in a sitting position, dressed in puffy green trousers and a beige long-sleeved shirt. In his right hand was a large staff, the ivory top resembling a curved upper case L.

"Thunder God Ramuh," Garnet said, before she bowed in front of the old man. She heard Beatrix gasp, but said nothing. Garnet looked around. The guards seemed to not have noticed.

"You are wise to check," Ramuh said as he looked around as well. "They will not be able to sense my presence in here. At least temporarily." He turned to face Garnet head on. "My child, I am sorry I was not able to answer your calls. The nature of the world has been thrown off balance."

"My Lord," Garnet said with a hushed voice. "What do you mean?"

"Summoner, the world is tumbling towards chaos," Ramuh said. He looked to Beatrix. "Your General has already seen it. The eyes of liquid poison; the look of the Possessed."

"The Possessed!?"

"Something struggles to enter into our world of Gaia," Ramuh continued, ignoring Beatrix's comment. "The flow of souls is starting to halt and be redirected away from this world."

"But Garland is dead! Terra is dead!" Garnet said as she shook her head.

"This threat comes from another planet, one who has become infested with The Calamity From the Skies," Ramuh said in a hushed voice, "a planet, which struggles to live on, trying to stop the humans it loves who abuse it and the Calamity which seeks to rule over it."

"Is this planet trying to merge with our own?" Garnet asked. She could sense the uneasiness coming from Beatrix. She had never seen an Eidolon, except in the heat of battle. Never had such a consciousness like this try to communicate with her.

"The Calamity and those it has infected," Ramuh said. "There is a dark and sinister plot occurring. Even I do not know all of the details." Ramuh shuddered and fell slightly the air. "I do not have much more time. The Possessed will soon be able to sense my presence." He held up his staff.

"Please, please don't leave us," Garnet said, as she moved toward the Eidolon. She grasped his left hand. Warm, electrical surges pushed into her body. She squeezed tightly. "Help us."

"That is why I have appeared before you, Summoner," Ramuh said. "The Eidolons of this world are borrowing power from the Crystal. We will transport you to this Planet in crisis on the condition that you try to help rid both worlds of this Calamity. She has set her eyes on our world next."

"Garnet! Ramuh!" Beatrix yelled at them. There were shouts all around them as the soldiers finally began to take noticed of the old man in the cage. Many of them began to whistle, alerting other soldiers around them.

"Damn, that was quicker than I had anticipated," Ramuh said. He gently pushed Garnet away before a bright white light surged in front of them. The sound of thunder reverberated through the dungeon followed quickly by a loud crack, as though ice had shattered. The light died down and Ramuh had transformed, a long flowing beard the size of his body manifesting. He was wearing robes of emerald and beige. "The anti-magic seal has been broken."

"Your Majesty!"

Garnet grabbed Beatrix's hand in a vice grip. Ramuh raised his staff and the brilliant white light appeared once more. Her vision failed her and she felt as though someone had placed a pillow over her face and was trying to smother her. She tried to scream, but no air would be expelled from her lungs.

And just as quickly as it came over her, the invisible pillow disappeared. Her vision returned, blurry at first, but eventually cleared. It was slightly dark, but there were glows coming from all around her.

"Where are we?"

Garnet looked around. There were piles of metal, dilapidation, and rust. The air felt dirty and smoky, as though someone had left fires running. There were many lamp-like objects giving off bright lights, filling the area with a soft glow. From nearby, Garnet could hear the sound of someone talking, as though they were using a radio. She craned her neck up. Floating high above them was a metal plate where the sky should have been.

"This is the city of Midgar," Ramuh said, having transformed back to his more casual state. Garnet noticed that he was no longer floating in the air. "A large industrialized city that runs on the power of Mako energy. The Mako energy creates electricity, which is what is coming from these lights."

"Like lightning…"

"Yes. We are located in Sector 4 of the city of Midgar. These are the slums," he said as he floated next to them. "The city above floats on these plates, built high above the ground. The Shinra Electric Company rules the city. The city is for the rich. Those who live in poverty are abandoned down below in the slums."

"How awful…"

"Humans are immoral creatures," Ramuh said. Garnet and Beatrix said nothing, but shared a slightly annoyed look with one another. Ramuh shook his head. "Come. There is a house nearby that we must retreat to. Preparations are to be made if you two are to help this world to survive. My time here is limited." He turned away from them and began to float away. Garnet turned to her only friend in the world.

"Beatrix," Garnet said with a soft tone. "Shall we go?"

"Yes, Garnet."

Garnet brought her hand to her cheek in thought. "I think, Beatrix, that we will have to revert back to my old pseudonym if we do not want to draw attention to ourselves. If the Possessed have entered our world, then it it highly likely they know who I am."

"Ah, yes," Beatrix said. "I will follow you to the ends of this world, Miss Dagger."

"And I will gladly do the same for you."