Hello all. Most people in this section (or maybe all of you) will have never seen any of my works before. That's because until now, I was working exclusively with the anime/manga, Azumanga Daioh. If you know it, check out some of my other fics, in particular, my 165-thousand word epic: Higher Education. Anyway, I'm happy to say that I'm now having a secret affair with Final Fantasy on FFN :D Don't tell Miss Sakaki or little Chiyo-Chan... it would break their hearts.

Now, before you freak out and go 'Whoa, this doesn't belong in the FF7 category if it's a crossover.' please answer this for me: What in the world would I put as the second category? There's too many to choose from, and they're all of equal importance. Therefore, I just put it in the category of the lowest numbered game. It has nothing to do with the fact that it's also the most popular FF category ;D

Anyway, I hope anyone who reads this will enjoy it, because I believe this will end up a fairly strong story. Please take the time to review, whether you enjoy the story or not. I like to hear from those reading what I write.

IMPORTANT NOTE: If you haven't finished Final Fantasy 7-13 (excluding 11) DON'T read this if you don't want things to be spoiled. This story will be HEAVY with spoilers. And also note that this assumes that anything in the world of FF7 after the original game DIDN'T HAPPEN. Same thing goes for Final Fantasy 10-2 (because I don't know what happens in the 100% ending yet), Dissidia (as a series), Kingdom Hearts, and any future Fabula Nova Crystalis titles, including, but not limited to, FF13-2, Versus, and Agito 13.

All things Final Fantasy belong to their respective owners. Long live Square! Happy Reading :)

Prologue:

Darkness... nothing but darkness. No matter how hard he tried, Garland couldn't seem to open his eyes. "Am I dead?" he questioned, unsure if he'd said anything aloud, or if the thought had simply crossed through the infinite plane of black that was now his mind's eye. He thought back to his recent failures, not sure exactly where he'd gone wrong. "How could Kuja have possibly grown so powerful?" his screams echoed through the abyss. For the first time in his recent memory, he started to feel real anger. The torturous rage took him over, controlling everything; every thought, every word. "Why couldn't I control him?"

Suddenly, the abyss disappeared, instead to be replaced with the ability to feel. He could feel! Garland inched his eyes open slowly, blurred vision preventing him from seeing where he was exactly. The old man took sharp, deep breaths as he sat up, in utter disbelief that he was still alive. When his vision began to return, he came to find that he was somewhere near Maiden Sari. The sun was beating down on him, but even in his heavy, black clothing, he had no problem with the heat. Disgust engulfed him, the memories of his failures once again plaguing every thought racing through his mind.

Garland thought back to what exactly happened right before things went black. He couldn't remember very clearly, only knowing that Kuja had been an utter failure as the perfect Genome. The power had gotten to his head, and he went mad with it. In an instant, one last thought shot through his mind, piercing his train of thought, and leaving him unable to breath.

...Right before things went awry, he felt her presence dissipate. Garland remembered all too clearly, the shock that came with knowing his superior had been defeated. He knew that something had went wrong during her mission countless years ago, but until that point, her power had never completely disappeared. Actually, for the last few months he'd even strangely felt her power growing back to what it was centuries before.

Therefore, it was decided; before Garland could revive Terra, he had to go find out what happened. He had to help her, or their plan could never be completed. Standing up, Garland dusted himself off, and looked off into the distance. His vacant expression shown the opposite of what was going on inside his mind. Though the old man looked to be staring into nothingness, he was in fact using every ounce of brain power he had, attempting to pinpoint the last place he'd felt her power coming from. Finally, he got a lock on the distant planet in question.

Taking in one last breath, he closed his eyes and gathered up what little power remained in his soul. Knowing he didn't have much magic left, he readied himself for a one-way trip. Until he could find her, and restore her power, he was stuck on whatever planet she was last on. How he was to bring her back to life without any magic supply however, Garland had no idea.

Within a single moment, he felt his body contract in a powerful surge of energy, his entire being suddenly leaving the planet he was currently on. In fact, he was no longer even in the same realm as the pathetic rock named Gaia. Garland could feel his body being ripped fiercely through another dimension, time and space no longer in effect.

Almost as instantly as it had begun, the strange feeling stopped. Garland let out the breath he had been holding in. He was now standing somewhere deep within the bowels of another planet entirely. It seemed to be in the same sector of the universe that Gaia had been in; where Terra had been destroyed. The old man looked around at the chaos that was surrounding him. Life energy flowed like an endless river, everywhere he looked. His mind began to wander, wondering what exactly had happened to this planet that required so much energy for healing. As quickly as the thoughts came however, he shook them off. He had to find her. If he could find any part of her; anything at all, he could bring her back. Though she wouldn't have the same power that she did before, at least they would still had a chance at completing their mission.

Garland looked around for hours, knowing that she had to be here somewhere. Nothing could truly die this close to so much life energy. So where was she? Garland searched as hard as he could, though there wasn't much too look at. The entire area, as far as the eye could see was covered in this enormous mass of energy. As his eyes frustratedly scanned on the river of life before him, for the hundredth time, he finally saw what he was looking for. Out a ways, in the turquoise colored stream, he'd found her; or at least what was left of her. Garland walked upon the top of the river of life, until he finally made it to her body.

All that seemed to be left was the upper torso of her human form. It swayed lifelessly in the un-flowing river, unable to sink due to the thickened energy she was swimming in. Garland grinned, knowing that it would be easy to revive her if she'd been floating in such a pool since her defeat. The old man bent down, and picked her up, casually walking back toward the little island he'd been standing on minutes before.

As he stepped foot on the shore, Garland set her down and turned to face the river before him. Cupping his hands, he gathered up some of the ethereal, plasma-esque 'liquid', and swallowed it down. Drinking such pure energy could only give him so much power, as he had no way of absorbing it all when it was in such a simple form. Regardless, Garland knew it would be enough for his needs. Instantly, he could feel the magic within him regaining consciousness, and he turned to once again face his master's lifeless mess of a body.

Garland concentrated to the fullest extent of his ability, and placed his hands on her body; one at the chest, the other on her forehead. A grand, red glow emanated from the palms of his hands, slowly enveloping the body before him. On and on the energy permeated her skin, until it reached her very soul.

With a flash of blinding light Garland heard his master scream in agony. The old man stood up, and gave a great cackle, knowing he'd succeeded. When the light finally faded, he was met with a beautiful sight. She was once again whole; his master was alive. Even if she was still weak at the moment, the possibility of their plan continuing on was confirmed. Garland was barely able to keep his excitement from bursting forth, as he looked her over. They had floundered long enough at the hands of petty humans. Now was the time to show them what it truly meant to be all-powerful.

The tall woman stood up, looking herself over. Her eyes were darkened with hate and evil, no expression in them whatsoever. She looked at her surroundings, her lips twitching into a small, colorless smile. The woman knew she was fully alive again. She could feel the blood coursing through her veins, thoughts flowing freely through her mind. Her smile once again turned serious, as she glanced down to see who had revived her. Garland had gotten down on one knee, bowing his head in respect. "I see," the woman simply said, acknowledging that she knew who he was, and exactly what had happened. "Garland, my son... it is good to see you."

"It's good to see you too, Mistress Jenova," Garland replied...

Well, I hope you enjoyed that. Hopefully, you can expect more chapters soon. As I said before, please, please, please review. Since Azumanga Daioh isn't the most popular category, it's hard for a writer to get constructive criticism. So I'm hoping people in a more popular category like this will be willing to review somewhat often, so that I can progress as a writer. Anyway, Hope you liked :)