A/N: I'm not so sure I should've named this chapter as "The Man with the Silver Hair", but for now, it'll have to do. Here we get to see evidence of more crossovers and a slight glimpse of Zack's powers. However, his younger brother will continue to outshine him.

The Dragon's Orb

By HeyKoolAid

The Man with the Silver Hair

Rob disappeared without a sound, leaving Zack alone in the dragon's chamber. Zack looked around the room for any clues as to where to look first. He checked his pockets and found one more magazine left for his P-90. Across the room, he spotted an archway that lead into the cavern system. Quickly, he moved across the room and through the archway. He was in the winding hallways again.

He moved down the hallways at a jog, peering down random passages as he passed them for signs of life. He remembered Rob telling him the prisoner cells were above the dragon's chamber, so he looked for any signs of stairs. He stopped at a fork littered with dead imp bodies. Flinching at the sight, Zack moved towards the right corridor, and found the floor inclined. The corridor twisted and turned, here and there, up and down, and Zack had to stop for a second to catch his breath and steady himself.

Zack cursed and looked behind him. He thought he heard something. Steadying his breaths, he listened carefully. At first, he thought it was nothing, but as time passed, he could make out voices. He began walking up the corridor and after a few turns, he could see a circular room. Zack could barely make out two silhouettes in the room, one standing taller than the other. They appeared to be talking to each other.

"So the werewolf problem has been resolved?"

"He cornered Lestrange, and did a considerably amount of damage to her. However, we managed to stun him in time."

There was a slight pause and then the other voice spoke up again. "Will she be alright?"

A commotion from the left side of the chamber caused the two to stop and turn in that direction. Zack shifted himself to get a better view of what caused the commotion and his heart jumped. It was Marcus, approaching the other two. "What have you done to him?" he asked angrily.

The man who spoke first merely shrugged. "He's locked up. Why? You need him for something?"

"I need him alive, Sephiroth," Marcus growled. "I need to get into his world so I can locate Zack."

The second man chuckled lightly. "Your obsession with this Zack character has gone to your head, Marcus," he said rather lazily. "The werewolf is out cold at the moment."

Marcus smiled. "Good. Let me know when he wakes." He turned and left, leaving Sephiroth and the other man alone. Zack crouched down and slowly approached the room.

The second man began walking after Marcus. "You'll have to forgive me, Sephiroth, but duty calls. I must report to the Lord."

Sephiroth bowed his head slightly. "Very well, Lucius. Give my regards to the Dark Lord."

The man named Lucius stalked out of the room, his long black cape billowing after him. Sephiroth turned slightly so that his back was towards Zack. Zack, still crouching, took this opportunity to slowly inch his way into the room, his P-90 pointed at Sephiroth. He held his breath for a couple seconds before Sephiroth turned his head and noticed him.

"So you're still sneaking around here, boy?" Sephiroth asked, his head still turned to Zack. "How unwise of you."

Zack grimaced and stood up. "Damn. Maybe you should've kept your back turned. Sephiroth, is it?"

Sephiroth smiled and turned fully to face Zack. "Seems you've been eavesdropping."

"Where's my brother?!"

"Your brother?" Sephiroth asked, surprised. He turned and looked at one of the prisoner cells. "I suppose he's the werewolf."

"What'd you do to him?" Zack pointed his P-90 at Sephiroth, who merely laughed.

"I haven't done anything to him," he said truthfully. "The wizards found him first."

Zack gave him a confused look. "Wizards? What are you talking about?"

"Wizards," repeated Sephiroth. "On this world, boy. We'll take over your world, as soon as Rufus finishes the preparation."

Zack lowered his P-90 and stared blankly at Sephiroth. "Preparation? You're trying to invade Earth?!"

Sephiroth nodded his head. "That's the idea."

"But how – " Zack stopped midsentence. A noise came behind him and he spun around. He couldn't see anything, but there was something definitely creeping behind him. He inched closer into the room as the hairs on the back of his neck began to stand on end. "What the hell?" he muttered to himself and then spun back around to face Sephiroth. "Wizards you say?"

"Indeed," came a voice behind Zack.

Zack spun around again, and this time he was greeted by a man with greasy black hair and had sallow toned skin. He was pointing a stick at Zack. "What the hell?!" he managed to yell out before he was hit with a flash of red light and was knocked to the floor unconscious.

"What a fool," muttered the greasy haired man.

"Put him in with the werewolf," Sephiroth said casually. "Rufus should be returning soon, and we'll be able to proceed as planned."

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The library had an eerily silence about it. Emma stood by the door staring at the spot where everyone had been standing. Just a few moments ago, her brothers Zack and Jacob, and a couple of Zack's friends, had been standing and talking to each other. After they jumped through the portal, though, everything became quiet.

After a moment of silence, Emma shook her head as she remembered what she stayed behind for. She needed to find her sister, Lilly. Not knowing where to start first, Emma decided to take Zack's car over to the middle school where someone might know where she is. She stepped outside the library and a slight breeze caught her ponytail. There wasn't a soul anywhere on the school grounds as she headed to the parking lot. The place appeared abandoned.

Emma reached Zack's car and reached forward to open the door and then stopped. She caught movement in the corner of her eye and she turned. "Just the wind, Emma," she said to herself. "Probably a tumbleweed."

She opened the car door and climbed into the driver's seat. Still eyeing the spot where she thought she saw something, she put the key into the ignition, but didn't turn it. Emma sat in silence for a few minutes before she shook her head and reached to crank the ignition. She turned her head and a figure standing in front of the vehicle made her jump.

"Jesus!" she cried out, her heart jumping. It was a young boy, not very older than she was. He was just standing there, staring at her. Emma drew deep breaths trying to calm herself down from the sudden shock. She slowly edged her way out of the car, making sure she still had the keys. "C-can I help y-you?" she stuttered. The boy made no movement.

"Who are you?" she asked, in a more firm voice. She took this time to study the boy. He had untidy black hair, round glasses, and green eyes. The feature that stood out the most, however, was a lightning shaped scar on the boy's forehead. Emma stared at him and then slammed the car door as hard as she could. The boy finally jumped.

"Y-yes?" He appeared to be distracted.

"Who are you?" Emma repeated. She hated asking the same question twice. "I've never seen you around here before."

"I'm…I'm…" The boy was at a lost for words. His eyes kept darting from Emma and to something in the distance. Emma chanced a glance over her shoulder, but couldn't see anything.

"What are you looking at?" she asked.

The boy held out his arm and pointed. Emma followed his hand and squinted, but no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't see anything. "Are you on something? There's nothing out there!" Emma said.

"Just wait…"

Emma sighed heavily and put her hands on her hips. Whatever this boy was looking at, she couldn't see it. She looked around to make sure no one else was watching them, but the parking lot was empty. And then something appeared in the sky: a black dot. Emma watched it carefully as it grew bigger and bigger. It didn't take much convincing to know that that was nothing friendly nor ordinary. "Get in the car," she ordered.

The boy looked at Emma. "What?"

"The car," she repeated, opening the driver door. "Now."

The boy appeared confused, but walked over to the passenger side and climbed in. He looked at Emma. "Where are we going?"

"Away from here," replied Emma as the car roared to life. She threw the car into gear and they drove away from the school. Emma looked over at the boy. "What's your name?"

"Harry."

"Well, Harry, I haven't seen you at school before."

"That's because I'm not from around here."

"Obviously not," Emma said, a hint of annoyance in her voice. "Where did you come from?"

"Not from around here."

Emma scoffed. "Really?"

Harry looked at Emma. "Really. A different world."

Emma suddenly slammed on the brakes, causing the tires to lock up and squeal. "You're from a different world?!" Emma exclaimed.

Harry nodded his head slowly. "I'm a wizard in my world," he explained. "But recent events caused some kind of…well, I'm not exactly sure what happened. You see, our kind are in a war."

"War…?" breathed Emma. "With who?"

"With ourselves. Or more like dark wizards."

Emma's mouth fell open. "Not only are there wizards but there's dark wizards?"

Harry nodded his head again. There was a moment of silence between the two and the Emma realized she had stopped in the middle of the road. A car honked its horn behind them and that drew Emma back to reality. Shaking her head, she began driving again. "Do you know what's causing this disappearance?" she asked.

"'Fraid not," Harry replied, peering out the window as buildings passed. "But from what I can tell, it's only happening at your school."

"How long you've been here?" Emma asked curiously.

Harry shrugged. "Couple days at the most. As far as I know, I'm the only one here. You see, we discovered a type of artifact…a big, ring-like structure. We only figured out how to use it when Voldemort showed up…"

"Uhh, Volde…who?"

"Voldemort," Harry repeated. "He's the leader of the dark wizards. I happened to be at the ring when they figured out how to operate it. A great blue wave appeared when you pushed a certain order of symbols on a pedestal."

Emma suddenly remembered Justin explaining how to operate the remote Zack found from Marsilio. "It's a Stargate," Emma said slowly.

"Star…gate?" Harry repeated. The two were deep in thought for a few moments and then Harry snapped his fingers. "Of course!" he suddenly exclaimed, causing Emma to jump. "Stargate! That ring transported me to a different world! It's a gate!"

It was only then that Emma suddenly realized Harry's accent was different. "Your accent," she said, changing the subject. "You're from England?"

"Caught on, have you?" Harry asked. Emma shot a glare at him, only to see him grinning.

"Here we are," Emma said, turning the car into a parking lot. "Looking for my sister, she goes to this school here."

"Doesn't look like this school has been affected by the disappearance," Harry said observantly.

"Should make things easier," Emma replied. "You stay here, should take a few minutes." She glanced down at the clock. It was two o'clock. "Give me fifteen minutes. If I'm not back, head for that building right there." She pointed to a building on the right side of the parking lot. "That's the main office."

Harry nodded his head. "Got it."

Emma opened the door and climbed out, taking the keys with her.

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Zack stirred and rolled over. The floor was a bit rocky than he remembered, and then he opened his eyes to see Jacob pacing the room. He could tell the werewolf transformations have been taking a toll on his body as his face was as rugged as ever, and he had scars all over his body, possibly due to the recent battle he fought. "Thought you had turned into a werewolf," Zack said slowly.

Jacob stopped pacing and turned to look at Zack. "'Bout time you woke up."

Zack shook his head and sat up. "What happened?"

"You were taken prisoner," Jacob simply said.

"Obviously," Zack replied, rolling his eyes. "I heard you attacked someone?"

Jacob shrugged. "Must have. Don't remember a thing. Apparently they're pissed about it. I heard 'em talking about killing me, but Marcus is apparently vouching for me."

Zack nodded his head. "Yeah, he wants you alive. He wants the location of Earth."

Jacob laughed. "Location of Earth? You and I both know that we don't even know how to get back to Earth!"

"Well, I couldn't just leave you here," Zack replied, finally standing up. He looked around the room, although there wasn't anything interesting about it. Aside from the single bench on the wall, they were in a prisoner cell.

"So what's the plan?"

Zack shrugged. "Didn't have one. I'm making things up as I go."

Jacob laughed again and then turned to look outside the cell. There was two men standing in the center of the room talking to each other. One had greasy black hair, while the other had long, silver hair. Both were wearing black robes. "Wonder where these guys came from?" he wondered aloud.

"I don't know, but I think they may have some kind of special powers," Zack said. Jacob looked at him with a raised brow. "Well, the black haired guy stuck like a…a stick or something in my face. Next thing I know, I'm waking up in here."

On the far end of the room, a door opened and a man with red-orange hair stepped in. He wore a black suit and appeared to have a better taste in clothing than the other two men in the room. "The president would like to see the prisoners now," the man said. The man with the white hair nodded his head and turned to his companion.

"You heard him, Severus," he said, as the red haired man closed the door. With much reluctance, the black haired man, Severus, scowled as he approached the prisoner cell.

"Now's our chance," Jacob whispered. "We take him and the other guy out, and we get our weapons, and get out of here."

"Do you know where they took our weapons?" Zack whispered back as he approached Jacob.

"I have an idea," Jacob replied slyly.

Severus was on the other side of the door. "The werewolf first," he said.

"For?"

"Just get over here," demanded Severus. "You and your little friend are going for a walk."

Jacob strolled over to the door as Severus opened it. Zack ran up beside him, but Severus suddenly held up his stick weapon at him. "Don't move, boy!" warned Severus. Zack stared at the stick as it was pointed at his face. "Make one wrong move, and I assure you, you won't be going back to your precious little Earth."

"Where are we going?" Jacob asked, taking a step forward. Severus suddenly spun and stuck his weapon in Jacob's face. Jacob let out a growl and he grabbed Severus's arm and spun him around, throwing him into the cell. Zack took a step back. This happened so fast, he barely had time to react. He saw Severus fly into the cell with them and he hit the wall with so much force, he was knocked out. He turned back to the door, but Jacob was gone.

"Jacob!" Zack cried out. He ran towards the door and looked out. Jacob had already attacked the other man, who was sprawled out on the floor. Zack ran out to examine the body. "Where'd you go, Jake?" he asked, looking around. "Never seen you move so quickly…"

He looked down on the man, and suddenly remembered the man's name. "This is Sephiroth…this is the man Justin saw in the library!"

"What do you mean?" Jacob asked, causing Zack to jump.

"Where'd you come from?!"

Jacob eyed Zack carefully and looked around the room. "I was just getting your gear for you," he said slowly.

Zack stared at Jacob curiously as he was handed his P-90. "How'd you…?"

"Werewolf reflexes," Jacob replied casually. "Never believed it myself. Thought I'd have to be in the form itself to move so quickly."

"Weird," Zack replied. "Let's move this guy into our cell."

Jacob picked up Sephiroth and the two headed back into their cell. Jacob threw Sephiroth on the bench as Zack bent down to examine Severus. "Here, you might want this," he said, tossing Jacob the stick weapon and a set of keys.

"C'mon, let's get out of here before the man in the black suit comes!" Jacob said, walking out of the cell.

Zack looked down at Severus. "I don't suppose he isn't dead…" he mumbled to himself. Feeling unsure, he reached out to check his pulse. As soon as his hand made contact with skin, his mind exploded with pain and flashes of images. Zack suddenly fell over and hit his head against the wall.

A/N: I am currently working on a chapter that will explain Shinra's bigger involvement in the plot, but for now, this is completely up-to-date. More to come soon!