This is a novelization of the game Final Fantasy 9. There is one exception though. I'm throwing in another character. My character's name is Hissori Akuma (just a hint, his name translation (Silent Demon, roughly) has to do with him, not just because it sounds cool). And this isn't going to go line by line for what the characters say in the game. Well... maybe more than one exception, I'll be throwing in stuff along the way, as well as customizing it with special twists and turns. You like? YOU BETTER! Hehe...

Final Fantasy 9: A Crystal, a Dream, and a Heart

Prologue

A ship tossed in the wind, and the waves. The howling winds seemed to pierce the ears, splitting them in two. A woman sat on the boat, barely clinging to consciousness. A small girl sat, looking around in fear. She was entwined in the large womans arms. Suddenly, an extra large wave tossed up and then!...

A young woman awoke from sleep. She rubbed her eyes lightly, squinting a bit in the brightness. She stood, taking a glance at her closed window, and walked quietly over. She pushed it ajar a little, gazing over her kingdom. It was a good day, but not all was good... She turned, and walked away from the window, anxious to see what today had in store for her

Elsewhere, aboard a Theater Ship

A man sat silently in the total darkness. You could barely make out the feature's upon his face, and the clothing he wore. He sported shoulder-length, white, messy hair. On his torso, he wore a sleek black shirt, which had a tribal design running along it. He wore a necklace, specifically a wolf shaped locket, which he never opened in public, but often stared at. His pants were somewhat baggy, and were also black, with a red belt running around the waist. On his belt, he carried a katana, a weapon not commonly found on the continent on which he lived.the sheathe of his katana was adorned in jewels, and it was black, to match the rest of his clothing. The handle of the katana was a blood red. His eyes, which shone brightly in the darkness, were an empty black, showing very little emotion unless he wanted them to show it.

He was in the cargo room of the theater ship. He liked it like this. Dark. It gave him time to sit and think, not to mention meditate and clear his mind.

Suddenly, there came a cluttering from outside the door across the room. The door opened, and a man stepped inside the room. He had medium blonde hair with a small ponytail that was barely visible. He wore a green vest, a white undershirt, and blue jeans. On his waist was a belt, with a dagger tied to it in a sheathe. He had a pair of gloves on his hands, which had rather large cuffs on the wrists. He lit a lighter and walked over, lighting the candle in the middle of the room with it. "Damn," the man muttered, "out of lighter fluid." He glanced at the other man. "Oh, hey there Hissori. Man, how can you stand the dark like that. It's gotta be a little creepy, eh?" He scratched the back of his head, throwing Hissori a cheesy smile. Hissori sighed, standing up. He then heard a voice from the door to the conference room. "Who's there?" the voice demanded. "It's just me, Zidane, and Hissori," said the monkey tailed man, Zidane.

Blank, Marcus, and Cinna rushed out to greet the two. Black's outfit was similar to Zidane's, but it was more red and black, and a slightly different makeup of the shirt, with a blade strapped across his back. Blank also sported a visor, which appeared to cover both his eyes, leaving many to wonder how he saw. Marcus wore green clothes, also non-sleeved, with a belt on his back and waist. ON his waist was a sheathed broadsword similar to Blank's. Last was Cinna. Cinna had a bear, and wore what appeared to be a great amount of metal clothing, with a hammer always at his side ready to use.

"Yo, waddup man?" questioned Cinna. "Same old," Hissori said simply, leaning against a wall. "Man..." said Marcus, "what's with you. You never talk, what's with that?" Hissori gave him harsh glare. "I have my reasons," he replied, "and I tend to talk more if I know you a little better. I've only been added to the band as of the last three jobs, and frankly, I'm not in the mood to converse with any of you quite yet. Maybe after a bit of time, depending on what I think of you, but not now." He sighed, knowing he had already explained himself to much. Oh well, these people didn't know much anyways. All they knew was that he was a silent person who acted wierd sometimes. That's all they needed to know.

Hissori closed his eyes, but opened them again as a door opened. A man in a dragon mask walked out. The man jumped up, landing in front of the group, and let out a loud roaring sound as he pulled out a sword.

Hissori immediately pulled out his katana, Dark Cutter, sliding into a ready stance. Immediately the others had formed a plan. He noticed that they had each taken a side of the man in the mask. They charged him from all sides, slashing with their weapons. Hissori then adapted to the plan. He leaped into the air while the masked man was focusing on the others. He grabbed a chandelier and waited for his moment As he managed to knock Blank and Cinna away with his sword, he was struck by Zidane's dagger from the left, and Marcus' sword from the back. He turned, slamming the back of his fist into them, sending them off a bit.

That was when Hissori dropped from the chandelier, slashing downwards across his mask with Dark Cutter. The mask split in half, revealing the true identity of the man. As he had suspected, it was Baku, the Tantalus boss who had odd rat ears and wore goggles.

Hissori sheathed Dark Cutter, turning my back to him. "I'll be waiting for briefing in the conference room," he said darkly. He then pushed open the door to the conference room, shutting it behind him.

Soon after, the others came in. "Alright," said Baku, "we're goin' to Alexandria to put on a play. We will be performing Lord Avon's "I Want To Be Your Canary." But this is not our real mission. We'll do the play normally. Then, during a scene after Zidane, Blank, and Hissori flee the stage, they'll split up. Blank will get into position to distract the audience with Oglops. Hissori will be in charge of keeping finding a position to keep a strict eye over the entire thing. If something goes wrong, he'll report immediately to me. And Zidane... well, Zidane will be in charge of putting sleeping weed in the Princess' glass and then nabbing her as she wanders off lazily towards her room." Hissori nodded, understanding fully, and already planning where to keep watch from. "Alright, now, let's go. We're gonna kidnap the most babalicious babe in all of Alexandria, Princess Garnet."