FFTA: The Lost Pages
Chapter 1
"NO, I REFUSE TO GO DOWN LIKE THIS!" screamed an angry Remedi, as several powerful blasts bore down on Marche, Montblanc, and they're companions, leaving them all on their knees. Marche and Montblanc went for one last, desperate attack. As Montblanc blasted the blue spirit with massive balls of fire, Marche ran towards the powerful essence and slashed for his life.
With a scream, the powerful spirit exploded into a blinding flash of blue. As the flash subsided, there was no sign of Remedi to be found. As the clan limped out of the palace, still aching from the assault, they noticed a heavy snowfall was beginning to come down upon them – a sign that the world was being restored to its former self.
Marche, with tears streaming from his face, said his goodbyes to his comrades, the ones who helped him to make it this far. Mewt teleported to his side, holding the magic book that started this journey. "I'm sorry, Marche… I didn't mean to cause you so much trouble. I'm ready to go now," Mewt said.
The snow covered all of Ivalice, and Marche felt himself close his eyes and lose conscience, thinking of all of the fond memories he held in his heart from the experiences he went through in the desert country.
It seemed Marche had been out cold for weeks when he finally opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings. His senses didn't quite recognize what he had hoped for… he wasn't back in the town of Ivalice. With an angry moan, he stepped out of his bed and gazed out of the window. He was in Cyril, as he could tell from the two Bangaa fighting right outside the window. He had defeated Remedi, so why hadn't the world returned to normal?
As he wandered outside to find answers, he heard someone scream "Kupo! It's Marche! What are you still doing here?!" Turning around, he found Nono running up to him, with a flustered look on his face.
"Hey Nono… I wish I could tell you. I was pretty excited to be going home, and now I didn't even get to go back!" said Marche.
"Aw, I'm sorry to hear that, kupo…" said Nono, sadly.
"Thanks Nono, but I'm OK. Do you have any idea where your brother is at?" Marche asked, hoping he wouldn't be stuck alone here.
"Yes, I do… he's been sulking around our house ever since you left… He really misses you, kupo!" Nono said.
"Really?! Can you take me there?!" said Marche, excited.
"I'd be happy to, kupo! Our house is in Baguba, so we can take my merchant ship!" Nono exclaimed.
When Marche saw Nono's ship in the center of the town, he couldn't help but be surprised. It had a thick, green outer layer, with a painting of a moogle on it and the name "Kupo Mercantile Ships" on it.
The interior of the ship was absolutely breathtaking. There were tons of glowing dials and buttons on the control panel. There was a room in the back that could easily store at least a thousand large boxes of cargo. There was even a dining room and kitchen installed in a room to the side!
"Wow, Nono… you've been doing well for yourself, haven't you?!" said Marche, totally shocked.
"Kupo! My mercantile business has gone so well, I bought an entire chain of ships! My "Kupo Mercantile Ships" trade business has become the talk of the skies! As you can see, I've made some serious improvements on the ship, kupo… But if you're impressed by this, you'll LOVE my house, kupo!
After treating Marche to a spectacular meal, Nono began the flight to Baguba. The ship traveled so fast, that the trip that would normally have taken 5 days on foot, took only an hour to make.
"Wow, I sure wish clan Centurion had one of these things! That sure would've made the missions easier!" said Marche in amazement.