Hello everyone! Sorry I took so long to get this out and I'm even sorrier since I'm not going to be able to get a lot more out real soon. But so long as I bring it out I suppose. And here's some semi-irrelevant ultra-hyper-mega-supreme good news. As of Wednesday the 22nd of October(actually it was a few days before this), I have learned that Square Enix is redoing Final Fantasy VII for the PS2. It also includes an hour-long movie called "Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children." It's gonna be so sweet! I hope they put in some CGs with Vincent and Yuffie. Back to the matter on hand. I don't own any Final Fantasy characters, locations, etc. I do own Seraph Valentine, a host of other charaters that are not announced in this chapter and a few key storyline items that can't be even postulated at this time. Cas owns himself and his "ride."
Ch. 1 Happy Day Despite School
"Seraph! Wake up, its time for school. Seraph? Wake up now are I'll come up there and wake you myself! You hear me? I expect you down in five minutes."
Seraph Kisaragi Vincent buried her head further into her pillow. She did not want to go to her first day of high school. She wanted to remain home schooled by her mom and dad. They were the coolest parents ever, even if they were a bit weird. But her dad wanted her to get a real education, as opposed to combat training. Might as well as wake up, she thought gloomily. From downstairs drifted the smell of pancakes. That woke her up. Her mom's Wutai Flapjacks Supreme were worth the trouble. Picking herself up Seraph walked over to her closet and opened it.
Seraph sorted through her wardrobe. And first she was trying to find an outfit that was perfect for best first impressions, but eventually she turned it down. Partly because it wouldn't be her and more importantly, she couldn't find a match for her shoes. Seraph finally decided on her favorite outfit: a long sleeved silver shirt, a black duster with matching pants. Seraph slipped on a pair of matching mithril bracelets that she had received for her birthday and fixed them that they held her shirt sleeves in place. Looking in the mirror in her room, Seraph made sure her hair was just as she liked it; most of it was free in the back except for two locks that just seemed to like hanging around her face.
Now dressed, Seraph raced downstairs. She stopped to look at the pictures that hung over the banister. A few were odd snapshots of Wutai, her mother's hometown. There were a few portraits of just her mom or dad. The last one was a family photo that was taken a few years ago. She was sitting in a chair wearing a kimono her mother made for her. It looked a lot like Mom's but it was the colors were a lot darker. Seraph was startled out of her memories by her mother.
"Hey Seraph! Get your, hey there you are. I thought you were still upstairs."
"I was. Then I smelled pancakes! Are they ready yet?"
"Yeah yeah, they're ready. Better hurry, or your father will have finished them all off by now."
Giggling fiercely, Seraph jumped the last stairs and hurried into the kitchen. Her dad was reading a newspaper, his pancakes untouched, let alone hers.
"Morning Dad!"
"Morning Seraph. Sleep well?"
"Sure. Like a log after a coffee binge."
"Nervous about school?"
"Duh. Never been to school before. Wish I didn't have to go."
"Wishing won't help. You'll just have to live with it. Then you'll make some friends and really enjoy yourself. Plus there'll be real cute guys."
"Mom, stop it. Aren't you a little old for that?"
"I am not. Keep me inform about the good ones."
"Yuffie." Vincent said warningly.
"Don't worry, I'm happily married. (Quietly) Take photos."
"Mom! I will not. (Quietly) Where's the camera?"
"I hid it from you two."
"Spoilsport."
"So, Dad?"
"Yes Seraph?"
"When's my sword gonna be ready?"
"Sword? What sword?"
"(Oh crap) I don't know Seraph. Yuffie I'll explain if you give me the chance. Please give me a chance. Why won't you give me a chance?"
"Shut up and out with it."
"I helped Seraph design a sword?"
"Try again."
"I helped our sweet, innocent daughter create a weapon of mass destruction?"
"Better. Why Vincent? I thought we discussed this. No weapons until she gets her drivers permit."
"But Mom, you won't let me get my permit."
"You stay out of this. Who's making it?"
"A friend of mine. He's doing it as a favor."
What possessed you to do this?"
"It was a good daddy-daughter bonding project?"
"Damn you. You had to throw in the bonding part didn't you. You know I can't argue against that and not look like the bad guy. You are so going to get it when she leaves."
"I hate to interrupt, but I'm late for school."
"Vincent, as punishment, you take her."
"I do have to be at H.Q. for duty. I'll be nowhere near Kalm High. What about you?"
"Today's my day off, I'm not doing nothing no how."
"Well what are going to do?"
*Knock* *Knock*
"If that's another salesman."
"Seraph, better get a shovel, there's a grave that needs to be dug."
"She wouldn't really kill anyone, would she?"
Vincent withdrew into his own little world for a moment. Seraph blinked and snapped her fingers. With a start, Vincent came back from wherever he went.
"No, of course not. She wouldn't hurt a fly. I think the grave will be for me to sleep in tonight."
"Again? Every time you two have an argument, you sleep in a coffin six feet under. Why is that?"
"Force of habit."
"You're lucky Cas. I would have slit your throat if you tried to sell me something. You won't believe it Vince, Cas is here."
"Hello Cas, what a coincidence."
"Uncle Cas! How are you?"
"I love this kid. Wow you have gotten bigger since I was here last. A lot cuter too. I bet the boys don't leave you alone."
"I wish. These two won't let me go out and have some fun on my own."
"You can't wreak global havoc when your parents are watching over your shoulder."
"You came for a reason Cas?" Yuffie said pointedly, brandishing a spatula like it was her Conformer.
"I just happened to be in the neighborhood. So how are things going for everyone?"
"H.Q. is keeping me busy. There's a lot of new monsters out there. Someone has to take care of them."
"At least you're keeping busy. Yuffie?"
"Same here. I'm just lucky that I can take his days off."
"How about you Sera?" Cas said using his pet name for Seraph.
"Starting school."
"I'm so sorry. Anything I can do to help? Bomb? Monster attack? Both? If you can think of something, I can probably make it happen."
"Not this time Cas. I still remember what happened on her sixth birthday. We had to move after that."
"Well how about a lift? My ride is just outside."
"It wouldn't be a hassle for you, would it?"
"Of course not."
"Oh good. Well off with you two. Have a nice day at school."
Yuffie proceeded to usher Cas and Seraph out of the house and slammed the door. Cas scratched his head before turning to Seraph.
"Let me guess, Vincent annoyed Yuffie over something?"
"Bulls eye."
"Better hurry then. So which way is your school?"
"Uncle Cas, you'll never change."
"I'm serious. I don't know which way to go. I can follow maps, just not over distances."
"Over there." Seraph said, pointing south. "It's the Kalm High School."
"Alright then. Hey Bolt! Over here!"
From a distance a loud roar could be heard. With a thundering crash, a Vlakarados ran towards them. Seraph braced herself to dodge, but Cas stood still. The Vlakarados skidded to a halt in front of the two. Cas calmly walked up to the beast and patted it's head.
"Good boy. Well? Times wasting away. I'll give you a boost."
Seraph timidly walked up to the creature. The Vlakarados stiffened for some reason and so did Seraph. Then it stretched it's legs and bent down to Seraph's level.
"Don't worry, he won't bite. And eat you anyway."
"That's so reassuring."
There was probably no real reason to be scared. If Cas said it was his ride, then it was his ride and probably not dangerous. Seraph climbed up and sat in the curve of it's back. Cas climbed up after her and sat behind her.
"Let's go Bolt."
Cas lightly kicked Bolt's sides and it went off like a rocket. It was an amazingly smooth ride for so large a creature and Seraph started to enjoy herself. Maybe school wouldn't be so bad.
"So, what you doing round here Uncle Cas?"
"I think you're old enough to just call me Cas."
"Alright Cas. Anything up?"
"Just going to my new job. I have a teaching position at Kalm High School."
"Cool. What class?"
"Ancient history."
"Really old or the Cetra?"
"A little of both. You learn about the Cetra you have to learn about ancient times."
"Can I join your class?"
"It's a little late in the year for new students. But then again, I don't have too many students now, at least according to the roster. I'm sure I can talk the principal into it. What about your other classes?"
"I think I'll take the general stuff. But I heard there's a materia class, so I'll at least try for that."
"I heard about that. I think the school's looking for a new teacher or two. Last materia teacher couldn't quite control his spells. And the gym teacher quit for some reason. Bad year I think. I wonder who they'll find to replace them?"
"You make it sound like you know already."
"Well, I know the two other applicants for the jobs, so I guess I do know."
"And they are?"
"What? And ruin the surprise? I think not. You'll just have to wait like everyone else."
"How much further till we get there?"
"How far have we gone?"
"Ten miles, maybe."
"Then ten miles less than we started from. I'd say about five more minutes before we hit the city limits."
"Good. I can't wait to see it."
Ten minutes later.
"'Five more minutes?'"
"Sue me."
"There it is! Things really have changed from what mom and dad have told me."
The little town of Kalm had indeed grown. Since Meteor, even though it had been stopped, had destroyed a majority of Midgar, a lot of people had decided to move to Kalm. It didn't help that the WDO made Kalm it's international headquarters. So the entire town had to grow to meet the new population. Initially Reeve, the de facto leader of Shin Ra, had tried to rebuild Midgar, but when it became obvious that doing so was almost impossible, the focus changed to making a new home. The vast majority of "Neo-Midgar," as Kalm was jokingly called, was made from scraps of old Midgar. From what Seraph knew, her high school was made mostly from the old number 1 Mako reactor.
Cas slowed Bolt to a stop and hopped off. He offered his hand and Seraph took and landed neatly besides Cas. They were still a way off from school.
"Why we stop?"
"Don't want to cause a problem with Bolt here. The school knows about him and won't hurt him, but the rest of the town is another matter. I just don't want to lose this guy. It takes a lot to train a Vlakarados. And I owe you for your last birthday. I wouldn't be a very good godfather if I didn't shower you in gifts now and again.
"So what I do I get?"
"This! The sword you requested. Forgive my presumption but I've named it the One Wing."
"One Wing?"
"It'll make sense when you see it. I named it because that's what's on it."
Cas pulled a katana out of his cloak. Seraph started to wonder at how Cas could fit a katana in his cloak without it being obvious before she remembered that this was Cas and odd things were expected. It was a fairly long katana, more than four feet long. It was wrapped in black silk and tied with silver string. Cas handed it to Seraph who gleefully opened it up. Seraph gasped at it's beauty. The blade was a flawless steel-blue, almost perfectly straight, but maintained a graceful curve. The edge was a one-piece insert of pure crystal that flowed back into the blade. The hilt was bent forward just before the pommel. And just as advertised, the guard was made to look like a single graceful wing that flowed into the blade itself.
"This is great! I didn't know anyone could make anything like this anymore!"
"Not just anyone can. I made it myself, from three very powerful weapons."
"What did you make this from? It's great!" Seraph asked gleefully, taking a few practice swings.
"The hilt, guard and pommel were made from the Princess Guard, the edge was from the Ultima Weapon and the blade itself was part of the Masamune."
"Aren't those like the most powerful weapons ever created?"
"So they say."
"How'd you make these?"
"Trade secret. Can't tell anyone."
"Hmph. Alright then. But what about materia? I don't see any materia slots."
"There aren't any. The thing is, is that any materia slots would actually disrupt the flow of power within the sword. I mean, the spiritual balance of the sword is so delicate that even fighting while holding back could shatter it."
"'Shatter?' How's that possible? Swords don't just shatter."
"But people can. And that sword can almost be considered human."
"Is this going to be like one of those 'spirit imbued into a weapon' things? Cuz' that would kinda suck. Even more for whoever lost their spirit."
"Hardly. It's more like the weapons picked up on their owner's emotions and stuff. Such bonds are hard to break. Although it does often lead to problems. And I think I just heard the warning bell ring. We'd better hurry. I'll see you later."
Cas ran off in one direction. Seraph smiled and headed towards what looked like the administration office.
"No materia slots? He probably just forgot."
End of Chapter One. Let me know what ya'll think y'hear? And here's a question for any reviewers: What do you think of Final Fantasy VII being redone for the PS2?
Ch. 1 Happy Day Despite School
"Seraph! Wake up, its time for school. Seraph? Wake up now are I'll come up there and wake you myself! You hear me? I expect you down in five minutes."
Seraph Kisaragi Vincent buried her head further into her pillow. She did not want to go to her first day of high school. She wanted to remain home schooled by her mom and dad. They were the coolest parents ever, even if they were a bit weird. But her dad wanted her to get a real education, as opposed to combat training. Might as well as wake up, she thought gloomily. From downstairs drifted the smell of pancakes. That woke her up. Her mom's Wutai Flapjacks Supreme were worth the trouble. Picking herself up Seraph walked over to her closet and opened it.
Seraph sorted through her wardrobe. And first she was trying to find an outfit that was perfect for best first impressions, but eventually she turned it down. Partly because it wouldn't be her and more importantly, she couldn't find a match for her shoes. Seraph finally decided on her favorite outfit: a long sleeved silver shirt, a black duster with matching pants. Seraph slipped on a pair of matching mithril bracelets that she had received for her birthday and fixed them that they held her shirt sleeves in place. Looking in the mirror in her room, Seraph made sure her hair was just as she liked it; most of it was free in the back except for two locks that just seemed to like hanging around her face.
Now dressed, Seraph raced downstairs. She stopped to look at the pictures that hung over the banister. A few were odd snapshots of Wutai, her mother's hometown. There were a few portraits of just her mom or dad. The last one was a family photo that was taken a few years ago. She was sitting in a chair wearing a kimono her mother made for her. It looked a lot like Mom's but it was the colors were a lot darker. Seraph was startled out of her memories by her mother.
"Hey Seraph! Get your, hey there you are. I thought you were still upstairs."
"I was. Then I smelled pancakes! Are they ready yet?"
"Yeah yeah, they're ready. Better hurry, or your father will have finished them all off by now."
Giggling fiercely, Seraph jumped the last stairs and hurried into the kitchen. Her dad was reading a newspaper, his pancakes untouched, let alone hers.
"Morning Dad!"
"Morning Seraph. Sleep well?"
"Sure. Like a log after a coffee binge."
"Nervous about school?"
"Duh. Never been to school before. Wish I didn't have to go."
"Wishing won't help. You'll just have to live with it. Then you'll make some friends and really enjoy yourself. Plus there'll be real cute guys."
"Mom, stop it. Aren't you a little old for that?"
"I am not. Keep me inform about the good ones."
"Yuffie." Vincent said warningly.
"Don't worry, I'm happily married. (Quietly) Take photos."
"Mom! I will not. (Quietly) Where's the camera?"
"I hid it from you two."
"Spoilsport."
"So, Dad?"
"Yes Seraph?"
"When's my sword gonna be ready?"
"Sword? What sword?"
"(Oh crap) I don't know Seraph. Yuffie I'll explain if you give me the chance. Please give me a chance. Why won't you give me a chance?"
"Shut up and out with it."
"I helped Seraph design a sword?"
"Try again."
"I helped our sweet, innocent daughter create a weapon of mass destruction?"
"Better. Why Vincent? I thought we discussed this. No weapons until she gets her drivers permit."
"But Mom, you won't let me get my permit."
"You stay out of this. Who's making it?"
"A friend of mine. He's doing it as a favor."
What possessed you to do this?"
"It was a good daddy-daughter bonding project?"
"Damn you. You had to throw in the bonding part didn't you. You know I can't argue against that and not look like the bad guy. You are so going to get it when she leaves."
"I hate to interrupt, but I'm late for school."
"Vincent, as punishment, you take her."
"I do have to be at H.Q. for duty. I'll be nowhere near Kalm High. What about you?"
"Today's my day off, I'm not doing nothing no how."
"Well what are going to do?"
*Knock* *Knock*
"If that's another salesman."
"Seraph, better get a shovel, there's a grave that needs to be dug."
"She wouldn't really kill anyone, would she?"
Vincent withdrew into his own little world for a moment. Seraph blinked and snapped her fingers. With a start, Vincent came back from wherever he went.
"No, of course not. She wouldn't hurt a fly. I think the grave will be for me to sleep in tonight."
"Again? Every time you two have an argument, you sleep in a coffin six feet under. Why is that?"
"Force of habit."
"You're lucky Cas. I would have slit your throat if you tried to sell me something. You won't believe it Vince, Cas is here."
"Hello Cas, what a coincidence."
"Uncle Cas! How are you?"
"I love this kid. Wow you have gotten bigger since I was here last. A lot cuter too. I bet the boys don't leave you alone."
"I wish. These two won't let me go out and have some fun on my own."
"You can't wreak global havoc when your parents are watching over your shoulder."
"You came for a reason Cas?" Yuffie said pointedly, brandishing a spatula like it was her Conformer.
"I just happened to be in the neighborhood. So how are things going for everyone?"
"H.Q. is keeping me busy. There's a lot of new monsters out there. Someone has to take care of them."
"At least you're keeping busy. Yuffie?"
"Same here. I'm just lucky that I can take his days off."
"How about you Sera?" Cas said using his pet name for Seraph.
"Starting school."
"I'm so sorry. Anything I can do to help? Bomb? Monster attack? Both? If you can think of something, I can probably make it happen."
"Not this time Cas. I still remember what happened on her sixth birthday. We had to move after that."
"Well how about a lift? My ride is just outside."
"It wouldn't be a hassle for you, would it?"
"Of course not."
"Oh good. Well off with you two. Have a nice day at school."
Yuffie proceeded to usher Cas and Seraph out of the house and slammed the door. Cas scratched his head before turning to Seraph.
"Let me guess, Vincent annoyed Yuffie over something?"
"Bulls eye."
"Better hurry then. So which way is your school?"
"Uncle Cas, you'll never change."
"I'm serious. I don't know which way to go. I can follow maps, just not over distances."
"Over there." Seraph said, pointing south. "It's the Kalm High School."
"Alright then. Hey Bolt! Over here!"
From a distance a loud roar could be heard. With a thundering crash, a Vlakarados ran towards them. Seraph braced herself to dodge, but Cas stood still. The Vlakarados skidded to a halt in front of the two. Cas calmly walked up to the beast and patted it's head.
"Good boy. Well? Times wasting away. I'll give you a boost."
Seraph timidly walked up to the creature. The Vlakarados stiffened for some reason and so did Seraph. Then it stretched it's legs and bent down to Seraph's level.
"Don't worry, he won't bite. And eat you anyway."
"That's so reassuring."
There was probably no real reason to be scared. If Cas said it was his ride, then it was his ride and probably not dangerous. Seraph climbed up and sat in the curve of it's back. Cas climbed up after her and sat behind her.
"Let's go Bolt."
Cas lightly kicked Bolt's sides and it went off like a rocket. It was an amazingly smooth ride for so large a creature and Seraph started to enjoy herself. Maybe school wouldn't be so bad.
"So, what you doing round here Uncle Cas?"
"I think you're old enough to just call me Cas."
"Alright Cas. Anything up?"
"Just going to my new job. I have a teaching position at Kalm High School."
"Cool. What class?"
"Ancient history."
"Really old or the Cetra?"
"A little of both. You learn about the Cetra you have to learn about ancient times."
"Can I join your class?"
"It's a little late in the year for new students. But then again, I don't have too many students now, at least according to the roster. I'm sure I can talk the principal into it. What about your other classes?"
"I think I'll take the general stuff. But I heard there's a materia class, so I'll at least try for that."
"I heard about that. I think the school's looking for a new teacher or two. Last materia teacher couldn't quite control his spells. And the gym teacher quit for some reason. Bad year I think. I wonder who they'll find to replace them?"
"You make it sound like you know already."
"Well, I know the two other applicants for the jobs, so I guess I do know."
"And they are?"
"What? And ruin the surprise? I think not. You'll just have to wait like everyone else."
"How much further till we get there?"
"How far have we gone?"
"Ten miles, maybe."
"Then ten miles less than we started from. I'd say about five more minutes before we hit the city limits."
"Good. I can't wait to see it."
Ten minutes later.
"'Five more minutes?'"
"Sue me."
"There it is! Things really have changed from what mom and dad have told me."
The little town of Kalm had indeed grown. Since Meteor, even though it had been stopped, had destroyed a majority of Midgar, a lot of people had decided to move to Kalm. It didn't help that the WDO made Kalm it's international headquarters. So the entire town had to grow to meet the new population. Initially Reeve, the de facto leader of Shin Ra, had tried to rebuild Midgar, but when it became obvious that doing so was almost impossible, the focus changed to making a new home. The vast majority of "Neo-Midgar," as Kalm was jokingly called, was made from scraps of old Midgar. From what Seraph knew, her high school was made mostly from the old number 1 Mako reactor.
Cas slowed Bolt to a stop and hopped off. He offered his hand and Seraph took and landed neatly besides Cas. They were still a way off from school.
"Why we stop?"
"Don't want to cause a problem with Bolt here. The school knows about him and won't hurt him, but the rest of the town is another matter. I just don't want to lose this guy. It takes a lot to train a Vlakarados. And I owe you for your last birthday. I wouldn't be a very good godfather if I didn't shower you in gifts now and again.
"So what I do I get?"
"This! The sword you requested. Forgive my presumption but I've named it the One Wing."
"One Wing?"
"It'll make sense when you see it. I named it because that's what's on it."
Cas pulled a katana out of his cloak. Seraph started to wonder at how Cas could fit a katana in his cloak without it being obvious before she remembered that this was Cas and odd things were expected. It was a fairly long katana, more than four feet long. It was wrapped in black silk and tied with silver string. Cas handed it to Seraph who gleefully opened it up. Seraph gasped at it's beauty. The blade was a flawless steel-blue, almost perfectly straight, but maintained a graceful curve. The edge was a one-piece insert of pure crystal that flowed back into the blade. The hilt was bent forward just before the pommel. And just as advertised, the guard was made to look like a single graceful wing that flowed into the blade itself.
"This is great! I didn't know anyone could make anything like this anymore!"
"Not just anyone can. I made it myself, from three very powerful weapons."
"What did you make this from? It's great!" Seraph asked gleefully, taking a few practice swings.
"The hilt, guard and pommel were made from the Princess Guard, the edge was from the Ultima Weapon and the blade itself was part of the Masamune."
"Aren't those like the most powerful weapons ever created?"
"So they say."
"How'd you make these?"
"Trade secret. Can't tell anyone."
"Hmph. Alright then. But what about materia? I don't see any materia slots."
"There aren't any. The thing is, is that any materia slots would actually disrupt the flow of power within the sword. I mean, the spiritual balance of the sword is so delicate that even fighting while holding back could shatter it."
"'Shatter?' How's that possible? Swords don't just shatter."
"But people can. And that sword can almost be considered human."
"Is this going to be like one of those 'spirit imbued into a weapon' things? Cuz' that would kinda suck. Even more for whoever lost their spirit."
"Hardly. It's more like the weapons picked up on their owner's emotions and stuff. Such bonds are hard to break. Although it does often lead to problems. And I think I just heard the warning bell ring. We'd better hurry. I'll see you later."
Cas ran off in one direction. Seraph smiled and headed towards what looked like the administration office.
"No materia slots? He probably just forgot."
End of Chapter One. Let me know what ya'll think y'hear? And here's a question for any reviewers: What do you think of Final Fantasy VII being redone for the PS2?
