A/N:Thanks for all the reviews from my readers. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Priscilla is sort of an OC. She is my version of the white mage from Final Fantasy I. And Quinn…you'll see.

Chapter Four: Quinn (or Cloud Leaves and Priscilla Arrives)

The window shattered as Sephiroth leapt through, Masamune drawn. "Hello Cloud," he said in his cold, sinister voice.

"Sephiroth," Cloud spat, drawing the Buster Blade.

"Cloud, do you have to…" Tifa started to say, but Cloud had already charged Sephiroth. The former Shinra general easily ducked under Cloud's attacks, swinging his Masamune in a deadly arc towards the chocobo-head. Cloud leapt to the side, picking up a stray chair, which he hurled at Sephiroth. After destroying the chair, Sephiroth leapt toward Cloud, sending the blond crashing through another window before leaping out after him.

"Not again," Tifa muttered.

""Do they do that a lot?" Rinoa asked.

"All the time," Tifa explained. "You don't know how many times I have to make repairs to the Seventh Heaven because of their little feud."

"Seventh Heaven?" Terra asked.

"It's my bar."

"You work at a bar?" Squall asked. "I'm surprised you get any customers with Spike glaring them down."

"Cloud can be a major intimidation factor," Tifa acknowledged. "But he helps keep the fights to a minimum."

"Has he ever had to throw someone out?" Yuna asked.

"Sometimes," Tifa replied. "I throw out a lot of people. More than Cloud."

"You throw people out?" Squall asked skeptically.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Tifa and Rinoa demanded at the same time.

"Just because she's a girl, does that mean she can't throw people out of a bar?" Rinoa asked.

"I never said that," Squall replied. "I just find it hard to believe that she can throw people out who are bigger than her."

"Would you like a demonstration?" Tifa asked in an eerily calm voice.

"No thank…" Squall's reply was cut short as Tifa grabbed him by the arm, jerked him to his feet, and forcefully threw him through the doorway where Terra had blasted the door off.

"You have got to teach me how to do that," Rinoa said.

"Years of martial arts," Tifa replied.

"You want to learn how to throw people when you can already blow up a room trying to kill a spider?" Squall asked, picking himself up off the ground.

"Well, it was big and hairy and had all these little eyeballs and…" Rinoa shuddered. "I hate spiders!"

"Well?" Tifa asked, staring straight at Squall.

"Impressive," the gunbladesman said simply.

"So what does Cloud do while you work at the bar?" the Warrior of Light asked.

"He runs the Strife Delivery Service," Tifa replied.

"Cloud a delivery boy!?" Tidus exclaimed. After a few seconds of silence, Tidus, Firion, Luneth, Zidane, and Bartz all burst out laughing.

The doorbell rang yet again. "Yes, finally!" Zidane exclaimed, rushing to the front door. "Gar- not again."

A beautiful young white mage stood in the door, mahogany tresses cascading down her back. "Is Quinn here?" she asked in a lyrical voice.

"Sorry, don't know a Quinn," Zidane said. "But I'll be happy to know a bit more about you, oh radiant beauty."

"Aren't you adorable? I'm Priscilla, and you might know Quinn as the Warrior of Light."

"Priscilla, what a beautiful name for such a…his name is Quinn!? One second." Zidane turned around and ran all the way back into the lounge. "Your name is Quinn!?"

All eyes turned expectantly toward the Warrior of Light. "Yes, how did you find out?"

"Some beautiful woman named Priscilla told me," Zidane replied.

"She's here!" the Warrior of Light exclaimed, leaping to his feet in a very uncharacteristic panic attack.

"Yep," the white mage said from the doorway, smiling. "I showed myself in. Is that all right?"

The Warrior of Light nodded numbly. "You said you weren't coming."

"I wanted to surprise you," she replied. "It's nice to see you, Quinn."

The other Cosmos Warriors snickered.

"It's nice to see you too," the Warrior of Light replied. "Although I want to know what everyone thinks is so funny."

"You're name is Quinn," Firion said, barely holding back a snicker.

"And your name is Firion," the Warrior of Light said. "It's better than Squall or Cloud."

"Or Butz!" Zidane and Luneth exclaimed in unison.

"My name is Bartz!" the brunette mime exclaimed.

"But still," Cecil continued. "Your name is Quinn?"

"Yes, my name is Quinn," the Warrior of Light said, slightly exasperated. "We all know Quinn is a funny name, now if you could just…"

"Quinn, Quinn, Quinn, Quinn, Quinn, Quinn, Quinn," Zidane and Bartz whispered. "Quinn, Quinn, Quinn, Quinn, Quinn, Quinn, Quinn…"

"Enough with the Quinn stuff!" the Warrior of Light exclaimed angrily. He turned back to the White Mage. "How are you, Priscilla?"

She smiled. "I am well. Are these your companions you spoke.

"Yes. The other warriors are Firion, Luneth, Cecil, Bartz, Terra, Cloud – who is not here – Squall, Zidane, Tidus and Shantotto – who is also missing. Our guests are Maria, Arc, Refia, Rosa, Ceodore…"

"Your baby is adorable," Priscilla told Rosa.

"Thank you," Rosa replied, cradling Ceodore.

"Lenna, Locke, Celes, Tifa, Rinoa, and Yuna."

"Why is she last?" Tidus asked.

"You have good memory with names," Luneth replied.

The Warrior of Light shrugged. "Everyone, this is Priscilla. She was the white mage of our party."

"So you're like the White Mage of Light?" Terra asked.

"Yes, but I hate that title," Priscilla replied. "Quinn always uses his title though."

"With a name like Quinn you would," Cecil muttered.

"Quinn is not a bad name," Priscilla said.

"Yes…but no one would have expected the Warrior of Light to be named Quinn," Firion said.

Zidane and Bartz suddenly started bowing to her.

"Um...did I do something?" she asked.

"If you can make the Warrior of Light lose his cool just at the mention of your name, you deserve to be worshipped," Zidane explained. "He totally freaked out when I mentioned you, lovely Priscilla."

Luneth's blue eyes suddenly went wide as he glanced at Zidane. "What?" the genome asked.

"I just realized something. You are hitting on the Warrior of Light's girlfriend. Dude, you are so dead."

"Actually Quinn and I are just friends," Priscilla started to say.

"Don't tell Zidane that you are single," Squall advised. "That automatically makes you fair game in his mind. EVEN THOUGH HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND."

"Why do I feel weird every time you say that?"

"Again, it's…" the Warrior of Light started to say.

"Yeah, yeah. I know. Guilt."

"And you still haven't figured it out," Firion muttered.

"Hey Firion!" a too-happy Shantotto piped. "I got a favor."

"Are those my quesadillas?" Firion asked.

"Yes…" the Black Mage trailed off.

"What did you do to those?" Firion accused.

"Nothing…"

"You experimenting on them, didn't you?"

"You don't trust me?" Shantotto asked, feigning hurt. "I'm offended. Maybe I'm just trying to apologize for making you eat experimented bean burritos."

"They're purple!"

"Don't listen to her," Priscilla said. "She's nothing but a liar."

"Priscilla!" the Warrior of Light exclaimed.

Shantotto's dark eyes narrowed as she studied Priscilla. "Do I know you?"

"Priscilla Whiteshore," the beautiful white mage said. "Although you probably don't remember me."

"I recognize you," the short woman said. "I've seen you somewhere."

"You're that black mage who conned me out ten thousand gil."

The Warrior of Light looked from Priscilla to Shantotto in a mixture of shock and confusion. "How did she…?"

"Oh!" Shantotto exclaimed, recognition flashing in her dark eyes. "Now I remember. You're that silly little white mage who bought that fake crystal from me."

"Silly little?" Priscilla asked in a dangerously low voice.

"Now, now, Priscilla," the Warrior of Light said, hoping to appease the situation. "Remember the White Mage's Code."

"Stupid White Mage's Code," the woman muttered.

"She conned you out of ten thousand gil?" Tidus asked. "I told you all she was evil! But did you believe me? No…"

"Tidus, stop being such a drama queen," Squall muttered.

"Drama queen!?" an indignant Tidus exclaimed. "I'm serious. Shantotto is evil."

"Be quiet, boy," Shantotto ordered.

"No one here is 'evil' so to speak," Cecil said. "We all fight for Cosmos so we can't be evil."

"If you use that logic, then you're saying all of the Chaos Warriors are evil," Tidus said. "I don't consider Golbez evil."

Cecil remained silent at that.

"Wow, Tidus, that actually made a lot of sense," Firion muttered.

"Golbez is the exception to the rule then," the Warrior of Light said.

"You could sorta count Jecht as an exception also," Firion said.

"No…" Tidus said. "My dad is pure evil."

"Tiuds.." Yuna started to say.

"No, I'm serious. You know how most dads teach their sons to swim in shallow pools? Mine dropped me off in the middle of a shark-infested ocean and said 'See ya back at shore.' Then he left. It worked but that's not the point."

"Tidus," Yuna said. "You hold grudges for a long time."

"You know what my dad's like!"

"That's not the point. He's not all evil."

"He killed your father, and you say he's not all evil?"

"Deep down, he cares for you."

"You know, technically he doesn't even exist."

"Tidus, technically you don't even exist so shut up," Firion said.

"Wait, what?" Locke asked.

"Do not start with that whole 'dream of the fayth' topic," Squall said. "We wasted a whole ten hours trying to understand it last time. My brain still hurts just thinking about it."

"What's a 'dream of the fayth?'" Locke asked.

"Do you have any aeons on your world?" Tidus asked.

Locke shook his head.

"Eidolons?"

"Nope."

"Espers?"

"Not anymore."

"What do you mean 'not anymore?'"

"After we finally defeated Kefka, since he was the god of magic, all the magic in the world vanished. So all the espers died," Celes explained.

"So basically the espers created Tidus to be their hero," Terra explained. "Don't even try to understand it; it will just make your head hurt."

"Okay…" Celes said, trailing off.

"I know," Tidus said. "I'm a rather unique individual."

"That's for sure," Yuna muttered.

The doorbell rang yet again. "I'll get it," Zidane said, less enthusiastically than he usually was.

"One hundred gil it's not Dagger," Squall said.

"You're on," Bartz replied enthusiastically.

Zidane hesitantly opened the door before jerking back in surprise. "What are you doing here?" he asked. "You're not allowed here!"

A/N: Yet another cliffhanger with someone at the door. Yes, I'm doing this on purpose; sorry if it bugs you. I think this is the last time I end the chapter with an unknown person at the door though. Hope you enjoyed the chapter.

AkumaStrife: Yeah, I laughed at Zidane and his chocobo antics as well. Yep, it's Sephiroth.

Oreramar: Yeah, Bartz and Zidane need to be careful of what they do and/or say. The person was definitely a villain, and definitely from VII. Look for Denzel and Marlene in a few chapters.

Michieru Berujironu: Glad you like the story, but sorry it was Sephiroth. Hence the "Oh crap!"

Canis Cantus: Maybe we'll get some angry people from XII since they didn't make the cut on Cosmos' side. I'm glad you like the story so much.

mikkimikka: Yeah, we all feel sorry for poor Cloud. Yeah, I try to give all the characters equal time in the spotlight even if it's just random lines.

Ala Alba EC: Cloud definitely saw Sephiroth. Sorry about messing up the eye colors I meant to check it out on the characters I wasn't sure of, but obviously I forgot. At least now I got the eye color right. (I was about to say, they can't all be blue-eyed. My bad.)

Skyhanhunter: Well Sephiroth was who Cloud saw, but guess who's here now.

Ghost Writer no. 3: Glad you liked the parts with Bartz lamenting over Boko (even if Lenna doesn't appreciate it.) Nope, it was Sephiroth. Hence the "Oh crap!"

eliashoughton2814: Here's the update. Hope you like.

Scribbleness: Glad you like the story. I wanted to see more dissidia fanfiction so I decided to write my own.