Final Fantasy An Ultimate Collaboration

[Sephifox]

This is my fanfiction that I wrote for Final Fantasy. It is posted on Fanfiction.net and is MINE! I did not just copy and paste this.

[Sephifox]

A Warriors Hallucination

It was a windy day in Cornelia, A little too windy. To many of the townsfolk, the heavy amount of wind was a sign that another crisis was about to happen. The city has had a large increase in population ever since Chaos had been defeated. Although with more estate being built, the first thing you always see is the castle. It has received many expansions, and is now bigger than ever before. Also a new addition to the castle is four of their staff members. The Warriors of Light.

In the king’s gratitude, the four warriors were offered a home in the castle. In return the warriors offered their services around the castle. Nobody in the city knowing their names, not even the warriors themselves, everybody calls them by their generic jobs to the group. The Knight, offered up his abilities to become a castle guard. The king promoted him to general status as fast as he could. The Ninja snuck into the king’s private quarters, all to ask him if he could work as a spy for the kingdom. The king, noticing how well he snuck past the large amount of guards before reaching his room, instantly hired him. The White Wizard and Black Wizard, or Healer and Wizard. Work together to train the initiates in the art of magic. And when the initiates somehow hurt themselves, Healer is always there to well, heal.

Knight sat on the edge of the well in the center of the city. He watched as the many people in the bustling crowd strolled past him, receiving different looks from each person. He always sat at the well when he had to think about something important. Today it was this eerie feeling he had, like something bad was about to happen, Or something is coming back. He tilted his head in the direction of the weapons shop, wondering if he should buy anything, spare swords, and shields. The crowd dispersed in front of him and what he saw was terrifying. The Dark Black Armour, The Giant Segmented Sword, And That Evil Aura That Surrounds Him. It’s Garland, he seemed to be looking straight at Knight, a piercing glare coming through his helmet. Knight stood up to get a better look, but Garland had disappeared,

“This couldn’t be happening!” Knight said as he began to run towards the castle. Seeking advice from his allies.

“Ninja? NINJA!!” Knight called for his ally.

He was looking throughout Ninja’s favourite hangout spot, The Great Hall.

“Damn, why is he so good at being stealthy?” Knight muttered as he called out his name again.

Behind him was a man with a rather large dagger in his hand, clad in a dark green robe like cloth. He twirled the dagger around his fingers as he snuck up on Knight, his shoe squeaked as he stepped on a wet spot on the floor. Knight stopped and turned his head slightly watching the man in the corner of his eye. The man charged, knowing he was compromised. Knight raised his sword from its sheath and blocked the dagger as it reached for his throat, locking the blades. Lifting his blade, the dagger swung out of the mans hand and pierced a wooden table, sticking it there. Knight turned around and stared at the other man. He raised his hand as the other man swung for a high five.

“Hey Knight, What do you need me for?” Ninja asked, “I need to talk to you.”

“So you’re saying you saw Garland?” Ninja asked, stunned by the information.

“Correct.” Knight replied, as he stood up from the bench they were sitting at.

“I think we should get Wizard and Healer and find him.” Knight suggested.

“It can’t be him.” Ninja said as he instantly disagreed with Knight, “We killed him a long time ago. He can’t possibly just come back.” He said as he stood up,

“I’m going to go; I got some spying to do.” He said as he began to walk away,

“And don’t worry about Garland. It’s just a figment of your imagination.” Ninja finished.

“Well that was no help at all, hopefully the mages will give me better answers.” Knight sighed as he began to walk towards the wizard training room.

Entering the training room, Knight looked around to see many people in the room, firing fire, and cure spells all over. It didn’t take him long to find the two people he was looking for.

“Wizard, Healer, Over here.” He called as they both looked up to see him standing in the doorway.

“What is it Knight?” healer asked calmly, as Wizard trudged up behind her.

“I Saw Garland In the city.” Knight explained.

Wizard looked at him as if he was crazy.

“Garland! Garland is dead, you are speaking nonsense.” Wizard spoke, walking away completely ignoring Knight.

“Knight, it can’t be Garland.” Healer spoke calmly, “He’s dead, we made sure of that. Stop worrying yourself, it was probably just a hallucination.” She said as she walked away, leaving Knight to find his way out.

Knight stood in the corridor, leading to his quarters. He was leaning against the wall, contemplating everything that had happened.

“They’re right, it couldn’t be Garland.” Knight spoke as he began walking to his quarters.

He had a strange feeling he was being followed, checking over his shoulder a few times. He reached for the doorknob of his room, sighing as he grasped the handle. All of a sudden, he was pulled backwards, into a white light. He felt as if he was passing through space, moving slowly through a “White World.” He was dropped in a circular clearing, surrounded by trees, with a fountain in the middle. He looked around, seeing nothing. He reached for his sword and unsheathed it. He noticed that it wasn’t Excalibur, it was just a normal long sword, and where did his armour go? It’s just like how he was in the beginning of his journey.

He heard a faint feminine whisper in his ear, “Wait here, there will be others.”

He looked around for the source of the voice, finding nothing. Contemplating the situation for a moment, he sat on the edge of the fountain “Waiting” for these others.

[Sephifox]

Camping Gone Wild

Altair was thriving; the initial population was all but destroyed when the town was obliterated by Emperor Palamecia. Through persistence, they had rebuilt the town and repopulated it under the ruling of Princess Hilda and Prince Gordon. There are monuments of the fallen, honourable warriors Minwu, Josef, Ricard and Scott whom fought and defeated Emperor Palamecia in the center of the city. Survivors through it all Guy, Maria, and Firion still live in the city helping around with security and medical needs. Leon and Leila have ventured on their own, to pursue their own destinies.

The three (Firion, Maria and Guy) were in the forest today on the outskirts of Altair. They decided to take a break from city life and went camping. They travelled deep into the forest; in the center of it was a large bonfire to which they gathered around. Guy was talking to a pack of squirrels. (Maria had said she understood how Guy could use that “Skill” but Firion never really understood it at all). Maria, not much of the fighting type took her time to hone her skills by firing arrows at a bull's eye she had carved out of a tree. Firion had his multitude of weapons spread out on the grass in front of him. These included a dagger, bow, spear, shield, an axe, and a long sword. He was inspecting them for any defects, dirt, or rust.

All of a sudden there was a loud rumble. Firion stood up and looked around, inspecting for danger.

“What the hell was that?” Firion asked with urgency in his voice.

“Me.” Guy replied, “I’m hungry.”

Maria looked over at the two, firing her last arrow at the tree splitting the arrow in the center of the bull’s eye in half.

“It was Firion’s idea to find our own food on this trip, so he’s going to be in charge of the hunting” Maria stated as she smiled over to Firion who acknowledged with a grunt.

“Hunting never was my thing.” Firion said as he stood up, “But I have a feeling that I’m going to be the only one going, right?” he asked as he gathered his weapons and placed them in their respective sheathes.

Guy and Maria both smiled at him, confirming to Firion that he was right as he set off into the forest.

The sun had set on the forest while the trees caused an eternal darkness as night began to fall. A single deer was grazing in a small clearing. Unbeknownst to it; Firion had been stalking it for the past hour. He had his bow drawn and an arrow strung waiting for the perfect moment to strike. The deer lifted its head to consume it's food. Firion aimed, pinpointing the exact position of the deer’s head and fired. He heard the tree behind the deer splinter. How did he hit the tree?

He watched the deer fall; it seemed to be in flames. He looked over at the tree the arrow had hit, the bark was shattered. Next to it was something nobody had wanted too see again.

“That Armour!!” Firion said with fear, as he placed his bow into its respective place on his back.

“FIRION!” The man standing beside the tree called to him, “its good too see you again.” He said as his face formed an evil grin.

It was him. Emperor Mateus Palamecia.

”How could this be possible! This denies everything that had happened just a few years ago! How could he just come back?” Firion conflicted with himself, trying to split apart sensibility and what was actually going on around him.

“How is this possible, you are dead.” Firion yelled over to Palamecia.

“It’s simple.” Palamecia calmly replied, “You can’t kill an immortal.”

“Cocky bastard!” Firion yelled as he quickly drew his dagger and sword, charging at Palamecia.

“Foolish.” Palamecia said as he teleported behind Firion as he stabbed thin air.

“Damnit!” Firion said, turning around to stare down Palamecia.

“Well Firion.” Palamecia said as he walked slowly towards Firion, “I could finish you now seeing as how you don’t have your friends to back you up.”

Firion stood there, frozen in shock, “This can’t be real, YOU ARE DEAD!” Firion said, his hands shaking in fear.

Palamecia placed his hand on Firions face, and assured him “Believe me, this is completely real!!” Firion could feel the heat on his face as Palamecia's hand begins to charge a searing flame.

Palamecia fired the fireball, and somehow missed point blank and hit the tree behind Firion.

“What type of trickery is this?” Palamecia said stunned.

Firion was gone; he was floating around in a completely white realm. The heat on his face had dissipated to a nice breeze flowing softly off his cheeks. He then felt something hard on his back, grass? The white had dissolved to show Firion his new surroundings. He was completely surrounded by trees and a fountain. He stood up and checked his body. He was in perfect condition and all his weapons were still intact.

“Why can’t I remember how to use these?” Firion asked himself staring at his weapons.

It was like he could still use them prominently, but everything he had learned over time had disappeared.

Firion turned his head towards the grass rustling and quickly withdrew his sword, placing it to the neck of the unknown man behind him who had already placed his sword upon Firion's neck.

It was Knight.

“Who are you?” Firion asked quickly.

“I could ask the same question to you.” Knight replied calmly

[Sephifox]

Treasure Hunting

“Luneth, Are you sure we’re going to find anything down here?”

“Yeah Arc, of course we are!” Luneth said cheerfully, moving his silver hair away from his eyes to get a closer look at something he found.

“See?” He said as he turned to Arc lifting up a blue, water like substance in an odd shaped phial, “I found a potion!”

“Yeah” Arc said, annoyed that he was stuck in a cave, “10 Gil at the shop, very special.”

“Why are you being such a downer today?” Luneth asked as he pocketed the potion in his vest.

“Because what’s the point in treasure hunting in a cave directly outside a castle.” Arc stated, checking some rocks for anything of value, “Wouldn’t somebody have already checked this place out?”

“It’s always a good idea to try.” Luneth laughed as he ran deeper into the cave.

“Of course” Arc said sarcastically as he followed Luneth.

It was odd in this cave, especially for Luneth and Arc. After traveling for so long, they’re use to all caves being filled with monsters and things that can’t even be classified as a monster. As they travelled deeper into the cave, they found many treasure chests. Lightening up to the situation, Arc decided to run ahead of Luneth. He was scanning every single nook and cranny for treasure, disappointed when he found nothing but a dead end with a skull hanging on the wall.

“Luneth, It’s a dead end, we have to go back.” He said disappointed as he started back towards the entrance to the cave.

“Wait” Luneth said, motioning for Arc to come back over to him.

Luneth had walked up to the skull examining it with his hands. While Arc seeing nothing special about the skull, grew annoyed with the situation.

“What are you doing?” Arc asked.

“This!” Luneth said as he moved the skull downwards from the wall.

The skull’s eyes suddenly began to glow a deep red, staring into Arc and Luneth’s eyes. Some kind of liquid began to line the walls of the cave, it looked like oil. Under Arc and Luneth a circle began to form.

“LUNETH WHAT DID YOU DO?” Arc yelled turning around and looking at everything around him.

“I pulled down the skull, I guess it was a switch.” He laughed, not really taking the situation seriously.

All of a sudden flames erupted from the liquid that lined the walls. Luneth and Arc stared down the cave, following the flames as it lit up the cave completely. They heard a small click and everything went silent.

“What happened?” Arc asked looking around.

Luneth looked all around, up and down. He noticed the symbol below them had become brighter.

“MOVE” Luneth yelled.

It was too late.

The symbol exploded, revealing a long dark passage that Arc and Luneth fell through. Arc had fallen with no injuries as he stood up and brushed off the dirt from his clothes.

“Arc I need some help!” Luneth called, a distance away from Arc.

Arc ran over to Luneth, his leg was covered in rocks. He was slowly removing the rocks, grimacing in pain as he tried to move his leg. As Luneth removed the last rock he could witness the damage of his bloodied up leg.

“I’m going to need healed.” Luneth said as he tried to move his leg again in excruciating pain.

“I’m on it.” Arc said as a white light appeared around him. His clothes changed from a green tunic to a white hooded robe, ornamented with red.

Arc pointed his new staff that seemed to come with the clothes at Luneth’s leg, a white light emitted from it as the gash on Luneth’s leg disappeared. Luneth stood up and moved his leg around stretching out the cramps.

“Thanks Arc.” Luneth said looking down the new passage.

All of a sudden Luneth heard a whisper.

“Come Alone.”

He looked around for the source but found nothing.

“Come to me.”

Luneth turned to Arc; he was going to explore it on his own.

“Arc, go back up and find Refia and Ingus. Bring them back here, be prepared for anything.” Luneth said with a worried look on his face.

“What about you?” Arc asked looking up at the hole in the ceiling, “And how am I getting back up?”

Luneth looked at Arc as if it could be the last time he’d see his best friend.

“I’ll be fine, and just use your crystal. The Dragoon should be able to get you up there easy enough.” Luneth said as he walked off into the darkness.

It had been a while since him and Arc split up. Luneth felt as if he was surrounded by eternal darkness. He stopped; he felt something was wrong around him. He looked straight ahead as a torch lit up. He began to walk closer to it but then noticed something that terrified him. It wasn’t a torch, it was a hand. The fire became brighter and revealed who it was, Xande.

“Xande! What type of illusion is this?” Luneth wondered.

“I am no illusion.” Xande said, raising his arms as he conjured fireballs in each of his hands, “I have been reborn by a force stronger then you could ever comprehend!” he cackled evilly.

Luneth focused on the crystals energy inside of him. A white light surrounded his body as his clothes changed. He was now wearing red armour and a large sword was now in his hands. He raised it and grinned towards Xande.

“I can finish you right here and now, again!” Luneth said as he prepared himself.

“Oh really” Xande laughed as he pointed behind Luneth.

Luneth turned his head and was stunned; it was a dark cloud spilling with evil energy. A womanlike creature was sprouting from within its depths.

“You summoned it again.” Luneth said slowly, fear coursing through his body, “The Cloud of Darkness.”

“Yes” Xande said as he pointed his hands toward Luneth, “Now, you shall die!” he said as he fired two fireballs at Luneth as the Cloud of Darkness charged him from the other side.

Luneth seemed to fall into a portal that opened up from the floor right before the fireball and the cloud connected with his body. The cloud itself hissed as the fireball smacked it in the face.

“Noooo!” Xande said angrily.

Luneth was floating downwards through some weird, white realm. He spun around seeing nothing but white. He looked at his hands and watched as his warrior armor faded away and his sword faded into a dagger attached to a sheath on his belt.

“Did I just lose my crystal powers?” Luneth asked himself as he finally felt his feet feel ground again.

He looked around the new place he was in. A circular clearing, in what looks like a forest. There was a fountain in the middle of the clearing. He heard footsteps coming from the other side of the fountain. He took out his dagger and held it tightly. Two men walked over to him, Firion and Knight.

“Greetings stranger” Knight said, extending his hand to welcome Luneth.

[Sephifox]

A Paladin’s Honour

The city of Baron was thriving once more. Before the crowning of the new king; most of the townsfolk had either been executed for thinking the king was corrupt or had hidden themselves away in their homes, leaving the city feeling like a ghost town. After the destruction of the evil Zeromus, Cecil Harvey (one of the warriors who aided in the battle) was crowned the new king. He married Rosa Farrell, another warrior. Thus giving the kingdom of Baron a whole new idea of how the royalty will treat its citizens.

Cecil and Rosa, with their son Ceodore were enjoying a trip onboard the Falcon. They have done this ever since Cecil was crowned king, it’s a monthly routine. They take a family trip to all the cities and villages across the world and either visit their old friends, or aid the citizens in any troubles they may have. Fortunately, there hasn’t been much trouble since the destruction of Zeromus. Other then a few bandit attacks throughout the whole world, everything was peaceful.

Cecil and Ceodore were standing parallel to each other on deck, with Rosa watching from the cabin. They both had their swords drawn and ready. Ceodore’s blade was a standard issue Red Wing army sword; Cecil told him he would have to earn himself his own special sword. Cecil’s blade; The Lightbringer, seemed to be emitting a white light from the blade to the guard. Ceodore positioned himself into a combat stance.

“Father, shall we begin training again?” Ceodore questioned his father.

“Yes my son, you make the first move.” Cecil granted.

“Gladly” replied Ceodore.

Ceodore grinned as he charged. He tried to thrust his sword into Cecil’s chest, driving it straight with all his might. Ceodore failed in hitting him as Cecil just sidestepped out of the way, causing Ceodore to trip. As Ceodore was bent over, Cecil tapped on his armour with the hilt of his sword causing him to fall.

“You’ve got to move faster.” He said as he walked to the other side of the deck, preparing himself for another round.

“Yes father.” Ceodore said as he straightened and readied his blade again.

Ceodore charged again, moving his sword up for a frontal slash. Cecil simply lifted his sword up, blocking the incoming attack and locking their blades together. The blades dragged along each other, sparks flying off the blades from the friction as their faces came close enough that they could smell each others breath.

“Stalemate” Cecil said calmly.

“No Way!” Ceodore yelled as he began to unleash a chain of attacks on his father.

Cling Clang Cling

That was the sound that was made every time Cecil blocked Ceodore’s attacks. Cecil noticed that Ceodore was getting tired, noted by his heavy breathing and sloppy movements. Ceodore brought his hand too close to Cecil’s, giving him a chance to finish it. He grabbed Ceodore’s hand and hit his wrist with the hilt of his sword, causing him to drop it. He then tripped Ceodore and placed his blade to his neck as he lay on the floor.

“You move sloppily, your movements are predictable, and you swing too quickly.” Cecil said as he sheathed his sword and helped Ceodore up.

“You need to think before you swing, not just swing relentlessly and hope you hit something.” Cecil instructed.

“Yes father.” Ceodore said as he sheathed his own sword and bowed to Cecil.

“That was a good fight, as always.” Ceodore congratulated.

“Yes it was” Cecil said as he too bowed.

Cecil then got a feeling that something was wrong, or something calling him below the ship. He walked over to the side and looked down. He saw a figure, was it a person? He thought to himself.

“Ceodore, I want you to go tell your mother to land the ship.” Cecil said as he turned around and walked towards the center of the ship, he was sure that whatever was calling him was that figure below.

“Yes father.” Ceodore said as he ran to the driver’s cabin.

A few minutes later there was a jerk as the ship turned to move too empty grassland to land.

On the ground Cecil was waving goodbye too Ceodore and Rosa as they lifted off and left him there.

“How am I going to get back to the castle” he asked himself.

“I got it, Chocobo.” He laughed.

Cecil could see the figure again. It must’ve been waiting for him. It looked to be a man, cloaked in a dark blue robe with a hood over his head. Cecil closed in on the figure, now only standing a few metres from it.

“Are you the one who summoned me?” Cecil asked it as he slowly walked closer to it.

“Why yes I did.” The figure said slowly, “Don’t you remember me? Cecil.” The figure asked evilly as it lifted its head up from under its hood, revealing his face.

“Zemus!” Cecil said shocked as he fell back and drew his sword, ready for anything.

“Yes it’s me, reborn and stronger than ever!” Zemus said as he slowly walked closer to Cecil.

“This can’t be” he said as he backed away, “We killed you and your spirit; you shouldn’t even be able to be reborn.” Cecil said as he pointed his sword at Zemus.

“Really? Then why am I here to destroy you all!” Zemus yelled as he disappeared.

“If it’s a fight he wants, it’s a fight he’ll get.” Cecil said as he focused.

Zemus appeared behind Cecil, but Cecil was ready. Zemus had conjured a fire sword that he swung at Cecil’s head. Cecil turned around and blocked the many slashes that were coming towards his skull. He felt a weird push and was sent flying backwards into a rock. Zemus walked over laughing as he raised his palm and pointed it at Cecil. Cecil felt something touching his neck and he couldn’t move, it was like he was paralyzed. Zemus began to close his palm which began to strangle Cecil.

Zemus raised his arm, lifting Cecil off the ground and continued to slowly stop his breathing.

“How does it feel, to be killed Cecil?” Zemus asked him as he could close his hand no more.

When Cecil was about to take his last breath Zemus disappeared, everything disappeared. Everything was replaced with a white void. Cecil felt as if he was floating. When Cecil hit the ground he instantly drew his sword to check his surroundings. He was in a clearing surrounded by trees with a fountain in the middle. He then noticed something different; he could feel the darkness running through him again. He looked at his sword, it was no longer The Lightbringer. The Deathbringer was not in his hand, his old blade which caused so much destruction in the past. He was also wearing his Dark Knight Armour again somehow. He turned his head to movement and pointed his blade in that direction. It was three men, with three blades all pointed at him.

“Who are you!?” Cecil asked fiercely.

“Knight” The heavily armoured one answered.

“Firion.” The one with the many weapons replied.

“Welcome to the party!” Luneth laughed.

[Sephifox]

Trouble in Tycoon

The crystals had sensed trouble happening throughout the world. The return of something completely evil was imminent. Discussing the subject between each other telepathically the crystals came upon a decision. Give the Warriors of Light the blessings of the crystals again. Inside their respective temples the light of the crystals dimmed as a ray of light shot out of each of them, each heading in a different direction.

A trumpet sounded throughout the land. The flags were raised on all the turrets of castle Tycoon. The heavy wind blowing them completely straight; showing off Tycoons emblem. Warriors lined almost half of the plains land in front of the castle. Somewhere in the middle of all the knights was a man wearing no armour, and a giant yellow bird.

Queen Lenna, sitting alongside a teenaged girl, was watching all her warriors set up in front of her castle from her balcony.

“We should be out there, we too are Warriors of Light.” The girl said as she looked about ready to jump off the balcony and join the knights.

“You’re too young to join a war Krile, and I cannot fight anymore.” Lenna informed sadly.

“You and your duties” Krile laughed.

“Oh quiet.” Lenna said also laughing.

The battle was about to start below. The man with no armour, stood there stroking the yellow bird's feathers, fondling the hilt of his sword with his other hand, he was surely bored. The yellow bird otherwise known as "Chocobo" gave him a nudge.

“Okay Boco are you ready?” The man asked the bird.

“KWEH!” Boco chirped excitedly.

“Stop playing with your bird Bartz.” A soldier in front of him scolded.

Bartz and Boco both glared at the soldier.

“What an ass eh Boco” Bartz asked it.

“Kweh”

“Shut up Bartz, I’ve got news from the front. Apparently this army is nothing like anyone has seen before. According to the towns it has passed, it’s gigantic!”

Bartz jumped on Boco’s back as the captain ordered the soldiers to ready their blades. A loud rumble could be heard coming from the hill in front of the army.

“Here we go.” Bartz said as he drew his sword.

A huge line of warriors stepped up onto the top of the hill. Something weird, they had horns. It was a huge line of heavily armed goblins. They charged down the hill followed by more monsters, Giants, Wolves, and Zuus. Every monster in the world must’ve been recruited into this army.

“Oh my god” Bartz said stunned.

Soldiers and Monsters were falling dead all over the field as the war continued. Even Bartz was scratched up. Four Giants stopped in front of Bartz. He jumped off of Boco and sent him back to the castle. The Giants then surrounded Bartz.

“Bring it.” Bartz laughed as they approached him.

Two of them swung their clubs at him, ending with him rolling out of the way. He managed to climb one of the Giants clubs while it was unaware and as he was about to plunge his sword into the giants skull, he saw another club flying towards him. He jumped off the giants head flying towards the oncoming Giant. The oncoming giant missed Bartz and impaled the other giant in the head with its spiked club. Bartz, plunged his sword into Giants head, his sword sliding down its body as the blood poured out.

“Easy” he laughed as he hit the ground.

The two giants falling beside him, dead. All of a sudden he was grabbed tightly and squeezed by one of the remaining Giants.

“Not good” Bartz thought.

Suddenly the giant that was squeezing Bartz received two slices to the back of each of its legs as well as a poke too the butt from a rapier. It fell to its knees, dropping Bartz. Bartz got up and stabbed the giant in the face, killing it. He looked over to the person that had saved him and laughed.

“Faris!” he greeted.

“To the rescue.” She said as she stood beside him glaring at the remaining live Giant.

“Any plans?” Bartz asked.

“3…2…1” She counted down as a large explosion appeared on top of the Giant, assimilating it.

“Cannonballs, a fine piece of technology.” She laughed as she pointed to a ship just off shore.

“Your crew are so helpful sometimes.” Bartz laughed as they both charged back into battle.

All of a sudden four towers of white light appeared. Two surrounded Bartz and Faris, the other two going to the balcony of the castle. Bartz and Faris were sporting a new look, the Spellblade and Ranger.

“The crystals” Bartz said stunned by his new but familiar strength.

“We have been granted them again.” Faris said also stunned.

Back to the balcony Krile and Lenna had just finished receiving they’re crystal powers back. The White Mage and the Geomancer.

“What.” Lenna said shocked as her outfit changed from royal to battle ready.

“We’ve got to help now.” Krile said smirking.

They both looked at eachother and smiled as they charged and jumped off the balcony.

Bartz and Faris had been split up in the battle. Currently he was fighting a large pack of goblins, easily taking them down when all of a sudden a sword was swung at his head. He reared his sword back and swung hearing a loud sound of metal hitting metal, kicking him backwards.

“Bartz, long time no see.” The heavily armoured man spoke.

Bartz shocked, recognized the voice instantly.

“Exdeath.” He said as he stood up charging his sword with fire.

“That’s your only remark? So be it” Exdeath said charging his sword with ice.

Bartz lunged at him, making contact with his icy blue sword. Sparks were flying everywhere. The speed of the battle unmatchable. Exdeath again tried to kick Bartz, but he blocked it with his sword. This causing recoil between the both of them. Using the recoil to his advantage Exdeath again tried to kick him but this time raised his knee the highest it could go and lunged his leg completely straight sending Bartz flying.

“Any last words Sir Bartz?” Exdeath asked as he stood over Bartz with his sword raised.

Bartz glared up at him, spitting to his feet.

“Bastard.” Was the only word Bartz said.

“BARTZ!” he heard the combined yells of Faris, Krile, and Lenna who were running towards him.

“Oh look, your friends get to watch you die.” He said as he plunged his sword into Bartz’s body.

The sword only touched the dirt.

“Damn, she reached him first.” Exdeath said as he disappeared in a cloud of black smoke.

Bartz was falling through a completely white void. He felt refreshed, as if the battle had never started. He then realized he was back in his original clothes.

“How did this happen?” he asked himself.

He was in a clearing of a forest. People were gathered around a fountain in the middle. They waved at him as he walked over to them.

“Umm, are you guys in the same predicament as me?” he asked as he stared at all the people around the fountain.

“Most likely” A man wearing dark black armour, his face concealed behind a helmet.

“Your name?” he asked

“Bartz Klauser.” Bartz replied continuing to examine the area.

“Cecil Harvey.” He said, “And these are…”

[Sephifox]

A Fear Come True

Sitting on the summit of Mt. Kolts was Terra Branford, one of the warriors who fought and defeated the psychopathic jester Kefka. She was surrounded by squirrels, deer, and foxes. She loved animals and enjoyed feeding them whenever she went to Mt. Kolts. She had a rather large loaf of bread in her hands, breaking it apart into small pieces to feed her friends.

Terra suddenly got a chilling feeling down her back as she heard a laugh. The very same laugh of the jester she defeated alongside her friends so long ago.

“No.” she said as she stood up to leave.

She turned around to start on her way home, but bumped into a huge brutish body. There were five people in front of her dressed in furs and axes at their sides. Bandits!

“Ello puppit.” said the largest Bandit speaking in a heavily British accent, “I believe you’ll be coming with us.” He said as he reached out to grab her hand.

Terra reached out and slapped the man across the face as hard as she could then kicked him backwards toward the other men.

“Parley.” She said as she straightened herself.

“What!” A taller bandit said as he walked closer to her.

“I said parley, I demand to see your leader.” She said angrily.

“Well I am the leader, and do you think I care about any parley? Kill the girl.” He said as Terra was instantly surrounded.

“Well, I offered to let you bandits keep your lives. But you really are uneducated aren’t you?” she said as she drew a long sword from a sheath at her side.

“GET HER!” the bandits yelled as they closed in on Terra.

She moved out of the way of two axes swung at her chest, causing the bandits to impale each other. She ducked as another axe was swung at her head; she then tripped the bandit and impaled him through the neck with her sword. Another bandit went for a lower strike but she jumped and placed her legs in around his neck, twisting her waist until a loud crack was heard confirming his broken neck.

“I underestimated you pretty, you took on my men but I am much more skilled.” The leader said as he drew a large claymore from its sheath.

The bandit raised his sword for an attack just as Terra took the opening. She sidestepped the blade as it got stuck in the ground, easily allowing her to impale the bandit through the back piercing his heart. As the bandit fell she walked into the entrance to the caves that lead to the lower parts of the mountain. Inside the mountains Terra heard that tantalizing laugh again. She feared the worst, could Kefka be back? She asked herself as she turned the corner to the exit of the caves only to get knocked down by a great force. She looked up to see what it was and sighed at her discovery. Two large bear like creatures were standing upright at the entrance.

“Does everything have to bother me right when I decide to leave?” she asked as she stood up and brushed herself off as she readied her sword.

One of the bears charged at her, with blood covered, wolverine like claws. She rolled out of the way causing the bear to charge into the wall. The bear turned around and grunted, determined to get a meal as it charged again. The other bear began to charge from the opposite direction. She sidestepped just as the two bears were going to collide with her body, instead colliding with each others heads, knocking them out.

“Ok, I’m done here.” She said as she walked out of the cave.

Once again outside, Terra heard Kefka’s laugh. This time, she knew he was there.

“You seriously need to stop using that horrid laugh you insolent clown.” Terra said as she turned around revealing Kefka to be behind her the whole time.

“I see you have figured me out.” Kefka laughed again.

“Enough mindless babble you stupid clown, how have you come back?” she asked as she readied her sword.

“Just reborn by a greater evil.” He laughed again, “Y’know we’re out to kill you, all of you blasted tyrants.”

“You’re the tyrant.” Terra retaliated.

“No I am merely a jester who wants his own way, it’s more childish then tyrant.” He laughed.

“Shut Up!” she said angrily as she charged at him.

Terra swung at many parts of Kefka’s body, they all seemed to either just be going through or missing completely.

“How is he dodging everything I throw at him?” she asked herself as he punched her in the gut.

She felt as if her health was draining completely out of her body. She looked up to see Kefka with a red orb in his hands, it growing bigger as he drained more energy from her. All of a sudden she felt sick, she was poisoned.

“Damn you and your magic.” She coughed.

“Always blame the magic, are you sure it isn’t your weakness?” he asked her laughing again.

“SHUT UP!” she yelled through all her pain as she charged at him again.

Kefka raised his hand it seemed to be turning a dark blue. Terra raised her sword to plunge it into his chest. As Terra got nearer, he laughed again firing a powerful blizzara spell at her. She stopped, knowing there was no way to dodge the spell. She closed her eyes and let it hit her. She felt cold and in extreme pain. However, a suddne warmth came over her. She opened her eyes and looked around her surroundings; she was floating through some sort of white void.

She felt a great rush of magical energy surge through her body, it was her esper powers. She had become half esper again. She landed on soft grass and looked around, she was in a clearing, a large fountain was in the middle. A silver haired boy walked up to her.

“Hey cutie, welcome to the club, I’m Luneth.” He said cheerfully.

She took the cutie thing as just a complement, really wanting to slap the child upside the head.

“I’m Terra, do you mind explaining what’s going on?”

[Sephifox]

Cloud’s Memories

A lot had happened during the past six years. Sephiroth had been defeated, the three remnants were taken out, and Omega was destroyed. There have been lots of repairs needed throughout the world, which meant large amounts of supplies were needed, which brought in more work for the Strife delivery service. Cloud had recently received a phone call from Barret saying that he needed some deliveries from Edge to Junon.

Cloud took the package from Barret and strapped it to the back of Fenrir, his motorcycle. He placed his goggles over his eyes and nodded to Barret to say goodbye as he sped off. He was speeding through the same wasteland where he first fought Loz and Yazoo, two of the Sephiroth remnants. A flash of light appeared around him and he saw a man on a motorcycle beside him, with short hair silver hair. In front of him was another silver haired man, this one with long hair. He somehow flipped his motorcycle so that he was zooming over Cloud’s head. He pulled out some sort of sword, gun hybrid and fired a bullet, his goggles flying off, a small cut formed on his face. The men then disappeared in another flash of white light.

“What the hell just happened?” Cloud asked himself, noticing that his goggles were gone he grew suspicious.

Cloud seemed to have just gone through some sort of memory, but how. He continued to speed through the area examining his surroundings.

“Another two hours and I’ll be in Junon, stop worrying yourself Cloud.” He said as he shook his head, trying to get the thoughts out of his head.

Again a white light surrounded him but this time he was standing in a white void. His sword was lying in front of him, completely assembled. He picked it up and examined it, how did it get here, how did he get here? He wondered. He looked ahead of him and saw someone he had already thought to have been finished. He was tall and thin, with shoulder length silver hair.

“Kadaj” Cloud said as he readied his sword, “I thought you were accepted into the life stream?” he asked.

“I am only here to test you Cloud.” He said as he walked over to Cloud as he drew his double bladed Katana.

“Test me for what!?” he asked urgently.

“Only for what you are moving closer too” Kadaj warned as he swung at Cloud’s head.

Cloud raised his sword quickly despite its large size, easily deflecting Kadaj’s blade. Kadaj continued to swing relentlessly, Cloud continuing to block the slashes. Kadaj’s arm began to glow as his materia began to activate. He swung at Cloud sending him flying backwards. Kadaj walked over to Cloud as he struggled to get up. Kadaj prepared to finish Cloud as he swung his blade at Cloud’s body. Cloud stood up, recovering from his fatigue as he blocked Kadaj’s blade. While there blades were locked, a piece of Cloud’s sword ejected from it’s place, landing in Cloud’s other hand as he swung at Kadaj with it, sending Kadaj flying backwards this time.

“You have passed.” Kadaj said as he stood up, beginning to fade.

“The flower girl says hi.” He said before he faded completely.

“Aerith!?” Cloud said as he ran towards Kadaj’s faded body. As he reached the place where Kadaj was the white light faded and he was on Fenrir again, speeding towards Junon.

“What the hell is going on?” Cloud said angrily.

He had reached some sort of highway, signifying he was close to Junon. He kept his eyes glued on the road, trying not to think about anything that had just happened. That couldn’t have been real he thought. As he passed the gate leading to the main highway of Junon, he was again surrounded by a white light, and again standing in a white void. This time his footing was covered in flowers, a white void with flowers to walk on?

“Welcome back, Cloud.” A female voice greeted him softly.

“Aerith!” he said happily as he ran over to her.

“I see you passed your test with Kadaj.” She giggled.

“Yes, what was that for anyways.” Cloud asked curiously.

“It’s just to make sure you’re ready for what’s coming along the road.” Aerith said still smiling.

“What is coming along the road?” Cloud asked urgently.

“He’s back.” She said as Cloud began to hear the roar of his motorcycle again.

“No.” he said as he began to grow angry, “He is just a memory, how can he keep coming back!” Cloud asked.

“Goodbye Cloud.” Aerith said, ignoring Cloud’s question.

The moment she said his name he was back on his motorcycle. So that was the reason for all these occurrences. Sephiroth is back again.

“Damnit why won’t he just stay a memory” Cloud asked himself angrily.

He could now see the gates inside Junon. He examined the large city as he closed in on it. He looked at the cannon. It had been moved back to Junon after the Omega incident for unknown reasons. He did a double take when he saw a figure standing on the cannon. Long silver hair flowing with the wind, a long silver sword held at his side, It was him, Sephiroth.

Sephiroth smiled as he jumped off the cannon, clearing the distance between him and Cloud easily. Cloud opened up the hatches of his motorcycle, withdrawing the six pieces of his sword, putting them together quickly. Sephiroth raised his hand as his wristband began to glow. Large rods of lightning appeared in front of Cloud as he skidded to a halt. A loud explosion occurred as Fenrir exploded in the lightning. Sephiroth didn’t believe it was finished and raised his long sword just as Cloud came down from a jump blocking Cloud’s slash easily.

“Hello again Cloud.” Sephiroth laughed.

“Why won’t you just stay dead, stay a memory!” Cloud said angrily.

“I already told you.” Sephiroth said as he raised his right hand in front of him, a large black wing appearing on his back, “I will never, be a memory.” He said as he raised his sword ready to attack.

Cloud raised his sword striking down on Sephiroth’s blade only to be blocked easily; Sephiroth seemed to be only moving his arm slightly to block each and every one of Cloud’s attacks. Sephiroth finally swung his blade on the offensive, sending Cloud flying back. Cloud tried to reach for his sword as Sephiroth slowly walked over to him. He finally grasped the handle but it was too late. Sephiroth stabbed his blade into Cloud’s shoulder. Cloud winced in pain as the blade pierced his shoulder blade. Sephiroth slowly lifted Cloud up with his sword. Cloud was hanging in the air by a sword, struggling to even hold his sword. Then it happened again. Cloud disappeared into a white void.

“Damn It.” Sephiroth cursed as he turned too walk away.

Cloud looked around, it was the same white void he fought Kadaj in, but he seemed to be moving. He checked himself for any injury. His shoulder wasn’t broken anymore; in fact he wasn’t cut at all. He noticed a difference in his outfit. It was a SOLDIER First Class uniform. How did this happen Cloud wondered as he landed in soft grass. He looked around; it looked to be as if he was in a small clearing in a forest. There was a large fountain in the middle.

Cecil, Knight and Firion looked up to see Cloud appear, noticing the large sword on his back they ran over to him in case he was hostile. They each raised there swords, aiming the blades at his neck.

“Who are you!?” Knight asked first.

Cloud, intimidated by the hostility drew his own sword and aimed it at there necks, it was wide enough to cover all three of them. But the sword he had was different. It was the Buster Sword, deciding to figure out how he got this sword back later, he tightened the grip on his blade.

“Cloud Strife, Why was I brought here?” Cloud questioned.

“Knight, he’s in the same situation as us.” Cecil said as he lowered his sword, Firion and Knight doing the same.

“We’ll explain it to you completely.” Knight said as he ushered Cloud towards the others.

[Sephifox]

SeeD Tests

The greatest academy for warriors ever constructed. Balamb Garden. It is a beautiful school, founded by Cid and Edea Kramer and funded by NORG. The academy doesn’t train any normal soldier, it trains SeeDs. To the outside world, SeeD is a mercenary force for hire, conducting missions around the world for a different amount of pay for each job. But unknown too many, SeeDs true purpose is to monitor and contain Sorceress activity if they ever posed a threat to the world. Inside the Garden, in its high levelled training sector, were two of Balamb’s top SeeDs. Squall Leonhart and Zell Dincht.

“Zell, when you train you’re supposed to actually work at your skills.” Squall said as he pulled the trigger on his Lionheart gunblade at the exact time it pierced a Grat’s flesh, causing a vibration and shattering its skeleton.

“Aww man, we save the world from time compression and they still make us do these stupid SeeD tests. Zell complained as he landed a few punches in between another Grat’s eyes.

Watching the two Grats fall, Squall pointed towards the center of the area they were in.

“That’s where they keep all the stronger monsters in the area; we need some harder training other than Grats.” Squall stated as he began to walk towards the center of the area.

“Oh yes, as if we haven’t had enough training punching giant plant creatures.” Zell said angrily as he followed Squall.

“Shut up and walk faster.” Squall said annoyed.

Reaching the center of the forest covered area, a loud scream emanated a little further down from where Squall and Zell were. They ran over to the area where they heard the sound, another scream then a loud roar was heard when Squall and Zell arrived. Three cadets were being harassed by an abnormally large T-Rexaur. Squall readied his gunblade as Zell tightened his leather gloves.

“These guys always were annoying eh Squall?” Zell asked as he readied himself into a combat position.

“Yeah, now let’s finish this beast before we have three dead cadets on our hands.” Squall said as him and Zell both charged.

When Zell reached the T Rexaur, he rolled out of the way as it tried to step on him. He roundhouse kicked its foot and then unleashed a flurry of punches. Despite just being a few punches and kicks it was quite effective. The T Rexaur flinched as it dropped to one knee, recovering quickly just as Squall jumped to slash at its head. Squall swung three times, keeping himself propelled in the air from the impact. As he came down for a fourth swing the T Rexaur caught the blade in its teeth.

“Damnit!” Squall shouted angrily.

“I Got Ya.” Zell said as he ran up the T Rexaur’s leg.

Zell jumped from the monsters leg, soaring above its head. As he fell he delivered a drop kick to the T Rexaur’s skull, causing it to drop the blade and Squall from its mouth. Squall stood up, recovering his stance from the fall. His Lionheart gunblade began to glow a ghostly blue aura.

“I hate reptiles.” Squall said as he raised his sword above his head.

The blade extended in a bright white light, reaching the ceiling of the training center. Squall brought the blade to rest upon his shoulder. And then swung full force at the T Rexaur, a small explosion ignited when the blade connected with the beasts flesh. A loud rumble was heard as the T Rexaur fell, finally dead. Zell and Squall walked over to the cadets and helped them up.

“To the Medical Ward with you.” Zell said as he pointed to the exit of the Training Center.

“Yeah, let’s go.” Squall said as he began walking away.

“Hey look, it’s Chicken Wuss and his friend Squally.” An unknown voice behind them said.

“I’d know that name anywhere.” Zell retaliated angrily from the insult he just received.

“I’d know that voice anywhere.” Squall said as he turned around to stare at the man who insulted them.

It was Seifer, Squall’s rival for as long as he could remember. He pointed his gunblade, The Hyperion in Squall’s direction.

“How about it Squally, Fight me!” Seifer taunted.

“Zell take the cadets to the medical ward, I’ll handle Seifer.” Squall said, motioning for Zell to leave.

Squall and Seifer approached each other, both of them sliding their fingers along the triggers of their blades. Seifer grinned as Squall tightened his grip on The Lionheart.

“Let’s begin shall we?” Seifer said as he charged.

Seifer swung his blade at Squall’s head. A loud rumble emanated from both blades as Squall and Seifer both pulled the trigger at the exact moment their blades connected causing a vibration between their swords. Squall lunged with his blade at Seifer’s chest, only to be sidestepped. As they attacked each other again and again, the vibrations from the blades were shaking the leaves off the trees. Squall swung as hard as he could, knocking Seifer down. Squall raised his gunblade and swung to finish Seifer. Right before the blade connected with Seifer’s chest, it was stopped by a mystical force. Squall turned his head and saw a rather tall woman, wearing a thin robe that barely covered her chest.

“Ulti…Ultimecia.” Squall stuttered as he was sent backwards by the same magic.

Seifer stood up and laughed, dragging his sword along the ground. Ultimecia raised her arms and cast the spell haste on Seifer, enabling him to move ten times as fast. Seifer speedily walked over to Squall and raised his gunblade.

“The sorceress knight makes his valiant return.” Seifer said as he swung downwards at Squall. But he was nowhere to be found.

Squall had disappeared through the ground into a void. He kept his cool and held his gunblade tightly in his hands. He felt the hilt of his sword changing and looked down at it; it had changed from the Lionheart to the original Revolver gunblade. He looked around; he could see a black shadow moving quickly towards him with a large weapon in its hands. When the white void faded and Squall’s feet hit the ground he raised his gunblade to block the strike from the Buster Sword.

“Why am I here?” Squall asked the spiky haired blonde with the giant sword.

“I have yet to have that explained to me, so come and meet the rest of us.” Cloud said as he lowered his sword and walked away.

“There’s more?” Squall asked as he followed.

[Sephifox]

A Wedding Interrupted

Everybody in the city of Alexandria applauded as Princess Garnet, or Dagger to her friends shared her first kiss with her love Zidane. It had been a year since Zidane and his friends had defeated the maniacal Kuja and saved the world of Gaia. Everyone had gone their separate ways after the battle, everyone saddened by the apparent death of Zidane. A year later, Garnet was now the ruling queen of Alexandria. A year from the day they first met, Tantalus came back to Alexandria to perform I Want to Be Your Canary again. At the end of the play everyone was stunned when Zidane revealed himself from behind a cloak. Garnet ran from her quarters as fast as she could and locked herself in Zidane’s arms. All of Zidane’s friends watched from the crowd with smiles on their faces as Zidane proposed to Garnet on the spot.

Five days later the wedding was held in a chapel outside of the castle. Zidane and Garnet both agreed to not make the wedding formal, and anyone could come until the chapel filled out. The front rows were reserved for Zidane and Garnet’s many friends. They eventually all arrived, Baku, Blank, Marcus, and Cinna, Zidane’s old crewmates with Tantalus arrived first. They were also the only ones who didn’t agree to leave their weapons at the front of the chapel. Vivi, Eiko, Quina, Freya, Amarant, and Steiner all arrived shortly after. They were followed by many citizens from different cities and their other friends. Regent Cid had shown up to see his neice marry her love, Beatrix came with Steiner, and Puck came because he was still very good friends with Vivi. When everybody was seated the wedding began.

The priest began to speak. Zidane and Garnet’s hands clasped together as they listened.

“Do you Zidane Tribal take Queen Garnet til Alexandros XVII to be your lawfully wedded wife?” The priest asked.

Garnet was bawling as she waited for Zidane to answer, Zidane’s eyes even shed a tear.

“I do.” He quietly answered.

“Do you Queen Garnet til Alexandros XVII take Zidane Tribal to be your lawfully wedded husband?” The priest asked again, turning his head to Garnet.

“I do.” She answered between tears.

“By the power vested in me.” The priest said, pausing to look at both of them, “I now pronounce you man and wife.”

Almost everybody in the chapel seemed to be in tears, even Zidane busting up and crying.

“You may now kiss the bri…” The priest tried to say but was interrupted as an arrow pierced his chest.

Screams echoed throughout the chapel as everyone stood up, some running for the entrance, others just falling down in tears. As the chapel cleared out, the only people left inside were Zidane, Garnet, and the rest of their friends. As soon as the chapel doors could close from all the hustle had they busted open again, revealing an Alexandrian soldier with arrows sticking out from many parts of his body. Everyone but Zidane, and Dagger had retrieved their weapons, preferring to leave them in the castle.

“What the hell is going on?” Steiner asked as he quickly ran up to one of his own knights.

“General Steiner, The city is under siege, monsters, too many for us too handle.” The soldier coughed as he gasped for air and then fell limp.

Zidane was clearly pissed. He ran through everybody towards the chapel doors, ready to kill any monsters standing in his way. Baku quickly stood up, holding a long object in his hands.

“Zidane I got’sa present for ya” Baku yelled as he threw a double bladed staff in Zidane’s direction, “Brought it just in case.” Baku laughed despite the situation.

Zidane caught the weapon easily and charged out of the chapel. As soon as he could set foot outside he was attacked by two birdlike creatures.

“Where could so many monsters have come from in such a short time?” Zidane asked himself as he dodged one of the bird’s strikes and plunged his dagger staff in its back.

He spun around catching the other bird by its neck. He dragged the bladed edge down its body killing it. He turned around only to be rammed by a Bomb, a circular fiery ball. He readied his weapon as it grew, and charged again. A second before it could ram Zidane, The bomb was surrounded in a circular sphere of water. The water compressed around the bomb as it was destroyed. Zidane turned his head and locked eyes with Vivi.

“Hey Zidane!” Vivi waved as he spun his staff around.

“Thanks Vivi!” Zidane said as he ran towards Alexandria’s city square.

Running down the long trail towards the center of Alexandria, Zidane was kicked head on by a giant bull creature, a Zaghnol. The Zaghnol snorted and charged. Zidane spun his staff around and swung upwards as the Zaghnol tried to step on him. It flailed as its foot was stabbed. It snorted again angered from pain. It charged again, only to receive Scarlet hair landing in front of it and a pair of claws to the eyes. It backed up wailing in pain as its eyes were torn out. Zidane looked up as he heard the wind being cut. A streak of red armour landed on the beast, a spear piercing its skull. It fell to the ground dead as the armoured figure walked off the body.

“Thanks guys.” Zidane said as he passed.

“Always available to help” Freya said as she twirled her spear.

“It was good exercise.” Amarant said as he cleaned his bladed claws.

Zidane finally reached the center of the city, breathing deeply as he keeled over trying to catch his breath. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a flash of purple fur. It turned out to be a giant hoof about to stomp on Zidane’s body. Zidane rolled out of the way, narrowly avoiding the giant beast’s foot. Zidane turned around and stared up at its face, it was a behemoth. It lowered its head to be eye level with Zidane and growled; a cloud of smoke emitted from its mouth and into Zidane’s face. Zidane took a step back and waved his hand in front of his face.

“Damn, you could really use a breath herb.” Zidane laughed.

The behemoth roared as it raised its paw to kill Zidane. Its arm was grabbed by a tight fist from an even bigger beast. The beast broke the Behemoth’s arm and then destroyed it in a ray of light.

“Madeen?” Zidane asked himself as he looked around until he spotted a little girl, “Thanks Eiko!” He yelled as he ran off towards the ferry to get to the castle.

As soon as the ferry stopped everything became quiet. Zidane looked around, wondering where all the monsters could have disappeared too. He heard a crackling sound and spun his dagger-staff around, blocking a fireball from a figure standing too his left. Zidane glared at the figure, after looking him over recognized who it was. What other man wears skimpy clothing like that.

“Kuja? But you died.” Zidane said as he readied his weapon, preparing to be attacked.

“Yes brother I did.” Kuja said as he stepped closer to Zidane, “But I was meant for a greater purpose, I cannot die until that purpose is filled.”

Zidane charged at Kuja swinging his dagger-staff in Kuja’s direction. Kuja easily avoided the strike, jumping up and landing behind Zidane.

“Nice try brother!” Kuja laughed as he kicked Zidane, knocking him down into a set of stairs.

Kuja stepped over Zidane staring down at him with a grin on his face. Three orbs circled around him as he laughed.

“Any last words Zidane?” Kuja asked.

“My words aren’t worth you hearing.” Zidane spat.

Kuja waved his arms and sent the three orbs flying at Zidane. An explosion occurred as Kuja watched, waiting to stare at the remains. Zidane was gone; a charred set of stairs was left in his place.

“That wouldn’t have destroyed his body, I guess I shall see him another day.” Kuja said as he walked away.

Zidane was moving quickly to what seemed to be a different world. His body felt the same way as it had when he and his friends first entered Memoria. His wounds had healed quickly as he travelled. He noticed that his dagger-staff had disappeared, leaving Zidane with two daggers as weapons. His feet touched soft grass, but he was not calmed. He heard the sound of metal cutting the air. He flipped one dagger, holding one underhand and the other normally. He raised both of his arms, blocking two blades. One overly large and the other slim but strong. Zidane tightened his grip and twisted his daggers locking their blades together.

“May I ask why I’m being attacked so furiously?” Zidane asked.

“Another one?” the man with the slim sword asked, it was Squall.

“How many of us are there going to be?” The one with the large blade asked, it was Cloud.

“Excuse me but I need my question answered.” Zidane said angrily.

“Pardon them, they’re new here.” An armoured man said walking up to them, “My name is Knight, I’ll explain what I know, come with me.”