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((I'll wait for others to start before I continue))

(I'm such a nerd for posting that.)

Cid picked himself off where he had been thrown to the floor of the Shera. "What the %&^*@ was that???"

"Ah, sir, there was some sort of disturbance in the fabric of space-time. And, well, that's really weird now?" said a nervous crewmember.

"What? Spit it out, man!"

"There appears to be three planets nearby now."

Cid looked at the readings, and let off a stream of invective that would have burned the ears off even Sephiroth, had he been around to hear it.

After he was finished, he ran to the comms panel of the Shera and picked up the communicator. "Shera to WRO HQ, can you read me?"

Static answered him. With a snarled expletive, he slammed his fist down on the communicator, and then tried again.

"Dammit! Reeve! Where the hell are you?"

"SIR!! !"

Cid turned back to the hapless crewmember manning the sensors.

"What?"

"The moon, it's...glowing!"

Cid looked out at the moon and watched as strange light, almost like a bright blackness, convulsed around the moon, then coalesced into a single point. He didn't know what it was, but it didn't look good.

Suddenly, he looked up and swore again as something appeared dead ahead, a strange structure or building seeming to float in the clouds.

"$#!T!" yelled Cid, and rushed back to the helm of the Shera, frantically steering it away from the massive object. ((This is the Garden, where Quistis currently is.))

Collision averted, he took the Shera around and pursued the strange craft.

"Okay, Comms! Open all frequencies and direct them to that there weird craft!"

The comm-technician opened up the frequencies, and Cid started yelling into the microphone.

"THIS IS CAPTAIN CID HIGHWIND OF THE SHERA! WHAT THE %$#@ ARE YOU DOING NEARLY HITTING US LIKE THAT?"


((Up to you, Kezzstar. Can't wait for Quistis to meet a Cid who's nothing like her principal. )))

"Looks like quite the reception committee" Cid commented as he saw a group of people exit the building. They all seemed like kids, probably even younger than Cloud and Tifa. They split up, and seemed to be just looking around. A young girl with brown hair and a cheerful expression, but wielding a serious pair of shinobou. A young man with a weird haircut and a tatoo, wearing gauntlets that Cid was willing to bet Tifa wanted to know about. And a young man with short cropped blond hair, a scar, and a grey trenchcoat with a cross on it, and wielding what looked like a gunblade, but nothing like Cid had ever seen.

And heading straight for the Shera was a rather serious-looking young man with brown hair in a haircut that looked like a slightly more tamer version of Cloud's, a scar across his face, and dressed in a dark jacket with fur trimming. He was also wielding a weird looking gunblade, this one looking like a revolver mated with a sword. His expression was intense and serious, and judging by the way the kids were moving, they had some serious training under their belt.

They're either soldiers, or they've been trained like them. Cid had already fought against a number of people trained as soldiers for most of their lives. He remembered Deepground, and the Tsviets. Out of the Tsviets, only Shelke had survived, and despite the lack of strength she had nowadays due to her withdrawal from Mako, she still had combat skills.

"Okay, people, listen up!" At the sound of his voice, the crew of the Shera looked at him expectantly.

"Comms, keep trying to get a hold of the WRO. Failing that, find Cloud, Barrett, Vincent, or Tifa. Scan-op, check all space installations that the WRO has and try to gather as much info about those new planets and that moon." Cid then pointed at two soldiers on standby. "You, and you. Get yer asses over here, and come with me. That kid wants to parley. Hopefully, it won't come to any fighting, 'cos those kids look like they mean business."

He pulled his spear from the cupboard and started down towards the docking bay.

The land was barren, and cold. The air stale. "What is this place? ...hmph, some help you are". Auron surveyed the area keenly, it was dark. In the sky he could see a radiant crescent moon and too larger bodies. They were too large to be moons. Far in the distance he could make out a large round structure, a small domed city, above it what appeared to be some sort of airship. "If it wasn't you who brought me here, then who? Jecht, I don't have time for -"... Suddenly there was a bright flash on the moon, Auron could briefly sense a great and malevolent power. He laughed. "I see. I'll play along, at least for now". He took a swig from the jug at his side and secured his sword. He waved his hand toward the Garden and sighed "That way then".

Locke noticed the rip in worlds and told Terra that Kefka had probably done it. However, he realised that a figure that he didn't recognise was strolling towards him.

"Excuse me," Locke asked. "Can you tell me what's going on?"

The figure slashed a sword at him so Locke decided to fight it.

(Cue FF battle music of your choice)

"$#!T! Guard Hounds!" yelled Cid. He watched as the kids defeated many of the Guard Hounds quite easily, though one of them got wounded, the girl with the brown hair.

Cid thrust his spear through one wolf, while the two soldiers at his side gunned down the others.

He looked at the dark-haired guy with the gunblade and the ornery expression. "Helluva welcoming committee. I am Cid Highwind, chief pilot of the World Regenesis Organisation."

Cid stuck his spear in the ground and put his hand out to the youth, who seemed taken aback by it.

"It ain't gonna %$#@ing bite!"

"My, aren't you the friendly one?" commented Cid wryly upon seeing the young woman (Kwistis?) get verbally shoved aside by Squall.

"None of your business." replied Squall. The tone of voice made Cid think back to Shera, and all those years of mistreating her, because she had ruined his dream of becoming an astronaut. And the eventual explosion of the oxygen tank that Shera had been worried about made Cid realise what a woman he had who was so devoted to him and his wellbeing, and how badly he had mistreated her.

"You listen to me, boy. I was like you once, and you shouldn't take yer women for granted. But we'll deal with that later. Right now, we have some weird $#!t happening. Scan-op said that the continents have shifted. I'm willing to bet that you lot came from another world, and that one is currently merged with ours. It's just a guess, but if it is true, some weird $#!t's happening."

((Kezzstar, why the hell is Squall so damned cold? He was almost never like this.))