A/N: I wrote this whilst listening to the music for the Levi's advert where people run through walls. It is GORGEOUS and you can get it and loads of other UK ads by visiting . I recommend the b/w Boddingtons advert, the 'Top Bombing' John Smith advert and the 'Bear Fighting' John West advert.

If you're confused (and I know some people are), here's a VERY brief summary of everything that has happened so far:

After three years, Kuja came back to the Black Mage Village and Zidane took him to Alexandria to take care of him. In the meantime, Sir Fratley has been having strange visions and, despite his unstable condition, goes off to see what can be done about it. Kuja meets a woman called Demeyra in the castle library, and one called Cleo at the market. He stays with Cleo as her shop assistant for a few months, and falls in love with her. Little does he know she is really Kerne, the servant of Phiran, who wants Kuja dead, and she is weaving a love spell upon him. She runs off on Phiran's ship, and Phiran knocks Kuja from the rooftops, leaving him for dead. However, Kuja is hanging from Demeyra's balcony. Fratley gets attacked by two youths from Phiran who suck his soul out of his body with a specially modified gun. Kuja confesses his past to Demeyra. He is taken back to the palace, where he has a vision of a woman named Renne, who wants him to remember something. Meanwhile, the city comes under attack by Phiran's soldiers, the Soroyans. However, it turns out Phiran just wants to show his strength and pulls back before anyone is killed. Phiran tells the group that he will kidnap Mikoto. Kuja, Zidane and Beatrix fly as fast as they can on Kuja's dragon, but they are too late. One of the youths who attacked Fratley, Cian, is locked up with Mikoto and Fratley's shell for speaking against Phiran, and vows revenge. Kuja goes off on his own on the dragon to find Phiran, but he blacks out and falls from the dragon. The dragon, whose mind is connected to Kuja's, also blacks out and falls on top of Kuja, crushing his legs. Zidane finds Kuja and takes him back to Alexandria, where Kuja discovers his body has become old. Zidane and co. go off to find Phiran in the Red Rose, leaving Kuja and Demeyra behind. Demeyra is furious and Kuja lets her into his mind to tell her how to fly the dragon, so she can go after them.

Demeyra opened her eyes. Kuja lay limply in the wheelchair. He was still in his own mind, watching the clips of his life played out by the four stone trees. Her lips brushed against his. Now she knew everything she needed to know to get out of here and fly the dragon to the Redwing. Now she knew what Kuja had done, what terrible things he had done, but more importantly, she understood why.

She also knew about many things that nobody else knew, such as the powers Kuja had been given by Garland. Most of these Kuja had hardly ever practised and never considered useful, but now, they could save him. One of those powers was the gift of flight. Not flight so much as swooping around in the clouds, that was the dragon's job. But Kuja could levitate several feet off the ground, and he could slow down falling objects, or even himself. Demeyra opened the window and stood on the ledge.

Trust in me now, Demeyra, came Kuja's voice from within her.

Demeyra leapt off the ledge. But instead of plummeting down to the ground like a stone, she descended slowly and her landing was as gentle as if she had only jumped from the ground- floor window instead of several storeys above. She ran out of the city gates, where the great silver beast was waiting for her.

She approached it slowly, with her eyes lowered, to reassure it. Curious, it bent its long silver neck so that they were at eye level. Demeyra felt it questioning her, but she couldn't hear what it was saying.

What do I do, Kuja?

Look into its eyes.

Demeyra raised her head. The dragon's shiny black eyes seemed to clarify her mind somehow, and the question she had felt poking into her mind suddenly made sense.

Who are you?

I am Demeyra. A friend.

How do you speak to me so? Only one has that power.

He and I are together. He is in me.

The dragon's eyes narrowed, as if verifying this statement. It didn't render the least bit of shock, only suspicion.

Kuja... is inside you.

Yes.

The dragon considered Demeyra. Then you may fly.

Thank you, silver dragon. I wish to complete the mission Kuja had been on when he had his... accident.

Very well.

The dragon knelt down, allowing Demeyra to climb on its back. Nervously, she stood up on its back.

After the Red Rose!

The dragon took off and flew north with tremendous speed. Tentatively, Demeyra spread out her arms and let the wind riffle her sleeves and hair. A reluctant smile crept across her face. Despite her inhibitions, she was enjoying this.

Kuja tugged the branch of the second stone tree. A gigantic image was projected on to the blank wall that served as a screen. It was him, in the younger days. In the freedom days. Before he was plunged back into the dark. When he was free to roam and create havoc on Gaia, and he enjoyed it. Before he saw Zidane, or even Queen Brahne. When he was happy. He was in a cave filled with Mist, and he was talking to a young man and woman, who both seemed disturbingly familiar...

"Why are we here again?" the young man asked impatiently.

"I told you," sighed Kuja, "We need to collect Mist."

"And how do we do that?"

"We just pick it up and carry it out."

"Really?"

"No, you fool! We have to use the Invincible. I've already altered the controls so it will do this for us."

"And we just turn it on?" the woman asked.

"Not exactly. You have to go to the back of the cave and start a fire. The smoke will drive the Mist towards the Invincible. Once the fire is started properly, I will switch the Invincible on, so we do not get ordinary air mixed in with the Mist."

"Right."

"Do you remember how to cast Fire?"

"Of course I do!" said the man.

"Go on then."

The man and woman retreated to the back of the cave, and Kuja to the Invincible outside. Soon the glow of fire came from within the cave, and the Mist began moving towards the ship. Kuja opened the eye of the Invincible...

The wall cleared. Kuja blinked a few times. Who were those people? He knew he had seen them somewhere before...

The dragon swooped through the skies of the Forgotten Continent. Demeyra saw something on the horizon. A red speck. It was too far away to make out, but Demeyra had a feeling she knew what it was.

Do you see that?

Yes.

Is it...

Yes.

We're going in.

The dragon flew towards the red speck, but it slowed down the beating of its wings so they were quieter. Soon they were able to see the shape of the ship, the curves of the red steel that made up its body. Suddenly, from behind them, a bolt of fire shot towards the Redwing, puncturing its shiny surface. Demeyra turned. Behind them was the Red Rose, with an excited yet determined Zidane at the wheel.

Do you think they've seen us, silver dragon?

I don't believe so. We're too high above for them to spot us.

Okay. Swerve around to the other side and go down so we're near the bottom of the ship.

May I say something first?

Sure.

You are a natural flyer. Just like Kuja.

Demeyra laughed out loud at this.

High up here isn't my kinda place. But some things you just gotta do.

The dragon flew around to the opposite side of the Redwing and lowered itself down, so Demeyra was staring at the underbelly of the ship.

Kuja... what do I do?

The ship is steel. Steel is resistant to ice and most fire attacks, but a straight Thundaga will do the trick.

Right.

Drawing on Kuja's residual traces of magic, Demeyra summoned up the storm clouds. They gathered ominously over the Redwing, black as night. Demeyra gestured towards the Redwing. Flashes of white and blue electricity jumped from the clouds above to the red metal, blasting a huge hole in it. Demeyra leapt from the dragon into the Redwing.

Keep out of sight. But be ready to appear when I call.

Good luck.

The dragon swept off under the cover of the thunder clouds, which were already dissipating.