Author's Note: It all started with Shu. Yes, SHU. He thought it was soooooo
cool to insult the mercenaries who recruited him the first time but little
did he know that a little insult would make a stupid little plotbunny dance
in my head. Damn you Shu!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimers: Suikoden belongs to Konami, Bigman belongs to Shu, the cuddly little Shu plushie belongs to me, the snuggly happy Luc plushie belongs to Nami....Viktor belongs to Flik as Luc belongs to Sasarai so screw you all! XD
Warnings: Luc the insomniac! (yayness!)
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The Adventures of Bigman and Blueboy
(Stupid title, I know....)
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Prologue: Scourge of the Night
The evening sounds rang through the streets of the castle. The sound of running, quickened hidden footsteps thudding through the corridors nearly wakened Luc who kept a silent vigil over Leknaat's Stone of Promise. His eyes scanned the shadows, searching for an answer to what he heard. Shadows, yes... footfalls... these couldn't be ghosts. There were no such things... Right...?
Still, he couldn't be so sure. His grip tightened on his staff as trained eyes scanned through the darkness. Luc began to relax. It was all perhaps his overworked brain firing up his imagination. He had been working too hard, nowadays.
The mage's eyes threatened to close on him. By the way the moon hung in the night, it seemed at least past midnight. He was just imagining things...he needed his sleep. If there was indeed anything to worry about. the guards would take care of it. He crossed his arms and leaned against the Stone of Promise. This was surely nothing he should bother with.
Meanwhile, outside, things weren't as quiet as they seemed to be. There were indeed figures prowling around in the shadows. Little did they know they were being watched.
Eyes studied the intruders as the two would-be-thieves crawled through the bushes in an attempt to infiltrate the mighty fortress. They were trained professionals, paid to do the dirty work of some feel who wished to make a fortune of souvenirs to be found within the walls of the new army's palace.
Stealth and the night were both their chosen weapons. They knew what they were doing and they were good at it. Noiselessly, they skittered across the garden to the back entrance of the fortress. Without warning, a hand clamped over the mouth of one of the infiltrators. The assailed one was pulled back and sent flying (most literally) out of the castle grounds. The remaining bandit turned around to check on his now nonexistent partner.
What he saw... A figure standing against the moonlight. A truly fearful profile. The bandit's screams rang through the night.
The mysterious figure placed his hands proudly on his hips. This was indeed a good night's work done. His companion watched him with a weary eye. His partner may have been tired... so was he, in fact. Pure satisfaction. It did a man good to protect the place he now called home.
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-------------------------- Ok! That being over with, I'm sure you guys have a small idea on what kind of fic this is going to be. Read and review, people! All flames will be coveted by Viktor the pyromaniac! XD
Disclaimers: Suikoden belongs to Konami, Bigman belongs to Shu, the cuddly little Shu plushie belongs to me, the snuggly happy Luc plushie belongs to Nami....Viktor belongs to Flik as Luc belongs to Sasarai so screw you all! XD
Warnings: Luc the insomniac! (yayness!)
- -- --- ---- -----
The Adventures of Bigman and Blueboy
(Stupid title, I know....)
--- ---- -----
Prologue: Scourge of the Night
The evening sounds rang through the streets of the castle. The sound of running, quickened hidden footsteps thudding through the corridors nearly wakened Luc who kept a silent vigil over Leknaat's Stone of Promise. His eyes scanned the shadows, searching for an answer to what he heard. Shadows, yes... footfalls... these couldn't be ghosts. There were no such things... Right...?
Still, he couldn't be so sure. His grip tightened on his staff as trained eyes scanned through the darkness. Luc began to relax. It was all perhaps his overworked brain firing up his imagination. He had been working too hard, nowadays.
The mage's eyes threatened to close on him. By the way the moon hung in the night, it seemed at least past midnight. He was just imagining things...he needed his sleep. If there was indeed anything to worry about. the guards would take care of it. He crossed his arms and leaned against the Stone of Promise. This was surely nothing he should bother with.
Meanwhile, outside, things weren't as quiet as they seemed to be. There were indeed figures prowling around in the shadows. Little did they know they were being watched.
Eyes studied the intruders as the two would-be-thieves crawled through the bushes in an attempt to infiltrate the mighty fortress. They were trained professionals, paid to do the dirty work of some feel who wished to make a fortune of souvenirs to be found within the walls of the new army's palace.
Stealth and the night were both their chosen weapons. They knew what they were doing and they were good at it. Noiselessly, they skittered across the garden to the back entrance of the fortress. Without warning, a hand clamped over the mouth of one of the infiltrators. The assailed one was pulled back and sent flying (most literally) out of the castle grounds. The remaining bandit turned around to check on his now nonexistent partner.
What he saw... A figure standing against the moonlight. A truly fearful profile. The bandit's screams rang through the night.
The mysterious figure placed his hands proudly on his hips. This was indeed a good night's work done. His companion watched him with a weary eye. His partner may have been tired... so was he, in fact. Pure satisfaction. It did a man good to protect the place he now called home.
---- --- -- - -End of Prologue- - -- --- ----
-------------------------- Ok! That being over with, I'm sure you guys have a small idea on what kind of fic this is going to be. Read and review, people! All flames will be coveted by Viktor the pyromaniac! XD