Prologue:

[Scene, FFVI: Vector]

Ghestal is sitting in his chair behind his big ivory desk. Kefka is standing next to him and Two men are standing in front of Ghestal's desk.

Ghestal: Ah, good. You've arrived. Please have a seat. (motions to the two chairs in front of his desk)

The two men look at each other and sit down.

Kefka: I understand you've been working for us for quite a while now. I think it's time we sent you on a real mission.

Ghestal: I don't think I want my soldiers cleaning your clothes Kefka.

Kefka: Damnit!

Ghestal: Ahem... (sweatdrops) anyways. We want you to escort a new recruit to the town of Narshe. It's not a hard mission. You should be able to do it fairly easily. All I want you to do is to retrieve the frozen Esper. If anyone gets in your way, kill them.

The man on the right blinks for a bit and then leans forward some.

????: Um, excuse me sir... What's an Esper?

The man on the left jabs his elbow sharply into the one on the rights ribs.

????: Shut up Vicks! Don't you know anything!?

Vicks: I know lotsa stuff Wedge! Like, 2+2=7! (smiles stupidly)

Wedge: (sighs and slumps in his chair) I give up...

Ghestal and Kefka sweatdrop.

Kefka: Ahem, well yes. The new recruit you shall take is that Terrarrarrsosu girl, thing, yeah, whatever her name is.

Ghestal: Terra you idiot. Her name is Terra.

Kefka: Thats what I said.

Vicks: Wait. Terra. Isn't she the one who can cast magic and ends up getting knocked out and loses her memory and goes on to meet a bunch of people and then later finds out shes an esper and goes on this quest to kill kefka whom is a god now and blew up the world and stuff.

Wedge: Vicks, you play to many video games.

Ghestal: (Blinks) Whats a video game?

Wedge: (sweatdrops) Nevermind! heh, heh...

Ghestal: uhh... Whatever. Just go. I have things to attend to.

Kefka: Oh, Ghestal. I didn't know you were like that!

Ghestal: I'm not you stupid fruitcake.

Vicks: Fruitcake! Where! (looks around excitedly)

Wedge: Uh... Just come on Vicks! (grabs Vicks and drags him out of the room. Vicks is still looking for the fruitcake)

Ghestal: that was odd.

Kefka: Are you sure they're the right people for the job?

Ghestal: It's better than sending you.

Kefka: (Sighs dreamily) Oh Ghestal, you say the nicest things... (dances happily out of the room)

Ghestal: Fruitcake...