Disclaimer- I think we all know I don't own Final fantasy XIII...*sigh*

Author's note: Fist fanfic! Sorry if it has any grammatical errors and so on. English isn't my native language so yeah...

Chapter 1- Defiers of fate

"The thirteen days after we awoke were the beginning of the end."

'Man, this sucks...' I sighed lowering my head as I looked at my cuffed hands on my lap. I was currently sitting on a train full of people waiting to get purged. Not exactly what I had in mind when I first sat foot in Bodhum.

"You serious?" A man that sat a few sits away from mine asked.

"Be quiet." The woman next to him ordered in a low voice as a PSICOM soldier came in, pointing his gun and staring down at everyone. We were all dressed in the same grayish white cloak with blue linings running down it, our faces hidden by the hood of said cloak.

"Hmph. Best of luck." The same man that had spoken before said to the woman next to him.

We were nearing the Hanging Edge when the train started shaking as it got through the force field, making the soldier lose his balance. The woman took the opportunity and launched herself towards the soldier, knocking him out before stepping on the controller he was holding, breaking everyone free of their cuffs. All the passengers stood up cheering silently as they realized they were free.

"She did it!" The man that had previously spoken exclaimed as he stood up, just as two other PSICOM soldiers rushed in shooting as they realized what had happened.

The woman jumped out of her cloak before kicking one of the soldiers in the head and then elbowing the other, taking the gun he was holding. She kicked another oncoming soldier in the head, before shooting the one behind him.

I just watched in shock as all of this happened. I glanced to my right to see the man that had spoken to the woman had taken off his cloak as well, revealing a black man with dark brown eyes. He seemed to be in his early 40's and his hair was styled in an afro. He was wearing an olive pilot coat over a white button-up shirt, khakis with black boots and black fingerless gloves. He also had two pistol holsters strapped to his thighs.

He looked at me and smiled before kneeling beside a little boy with blonde hair and asked him if he was all right. "I'm not a l'cie". He assured him. The little boy looked up hesitantly, when suddenly a chocobo chick popped out of the man's hair and chirped, making the little boy laugh.

'Was that thing in there the whole time?' I wondered raising an amused eyebrow. Not knowing what else to do, I decided to follow the man. Afro man, as I had decided to call him since I didn't know his name, started to hand out guns to the other passengers.

"So far, so good" He says as he lead us to where the woman from before was. "They all want to fight." He informed her. I looked from behind him towards her.

"Good for them." She dismissed, frowning.

I looked at her closely. She had pink hair thrown over her left shoulder. She also had blue eyes and wore a Guardian Corps uniform, which consisted of a white leather vest over a sleeveless brown turtle neck. On her left shoulder she had a green metallic pauldron which showed off her rank as a sergeant and a red cape, which was attached to the pauldron. She also had a black sleeve on her left arm, blue fingerless gloves, a short brown leather skirt and belt, a leg pouch was attached to her left thigh and she had knee-length boots.

'No wonder she can fight like that! She's a freaking soldier!' I concluded after I had finished analyzing her. I mentally cried since I realized I probably had no chance of getting out of this alive. She looked out the train's door to see we had entered the Hanging Edge. I began to chew nervously on my bottom lip in anxiety when suddenly, air planes started to shoot at the train.

"Give me that." The woman snapped, taking afro man's bazooka from his hands and shooting at one of the planes, successfully taking it down. She then shot at another, but missed. I helplessly watched as the plane shot a beam of electricity and destroyed half of the train. But thankfully the train kept going. I leaned my weight against one of the walls as I continued to watch. My heart was beating a mile a minute. Then a militarized unit came flying right towards the train.

"We're dead..." I deadpanned as the thing came closer. Afro man shot me a pointed look as if saying 'Not helping' and I just grimaced in return. Then the mechanical scorpion jumped on the train, stopping it from going any further. He smacked his tail on top of the train making a huge gape.

"RUN!" Afro man shouted, doing just as he said, though he slightly turned back when he noticed he wasn't being followed. "I meant away!" He added as the pink haired woman jumped towards where the mechanical scorpion rested. He sighed as he climbed up after her. I looked around me to see if I could find a way out of this. Only to frown when I realized the only way to survive is to go with them. I took a gun that was ironically right by my feet, and made my way over to climb out the hole.

"Hey! Come on! It's not safe down there!" I looked up to see afro man looking down at me from the hole.

'Oh, and fighting a mechanical scorpion is…?' I mentally questioned as I took the hand he offered to help me up. As I got on top of the train, I saw that the pink haired woman had drawn her weapon, cerulean blue eyes glaring intently at the robot, scanning for weak spots.

Afro man fell over on his back at the sight of the scorpion. "Hey, HEY! Let's be rational now!" He said inching backwards to where I was. I looked down at him nervously and then looked up in time to see the scorpion swing his tail at us. My eyes widened and I yelped as I fell on my butt to dodge the hit. Afro man rolled backwards, while the pink haired woman executed a somersault in midair.

"He's drawing the big guns! Now what do we do?!" Afro man said exasperated.

"Watch and learn!" The pink haired woman replied, glaring at the mechanical scorpion before launching herself towards it.

'Oh Maker! Please let me get out of this alive….' I prayed as I readied myself to fight.

BATTLE COMMENCE

Battle theme: Blinded by light.

The pink haired woman attacked the mechanical scorpion head on, directly attacking the head. The only sound that could be heard was the clashing of metal against metal. Afro man and I looked at each other, he shrugged and then started to shoot at the robot. The man did slightly ridiculous moves that looked like he was dancing as he attacked it, while I just kept shooting randomly hoping that I wouldn't accidentally hit one of my 'party members'. A few minutes later, that took forever might I add, the mechanical scorpion was severely damaged. He flew to the back of the train and started to shake the already damaged bridge.

"Fall back!" The pink haired soldier ordered

"Not so tough now, huh?!" Afro man yelled at the thing, laughing.

I sighed in relief, only to almost get my heart ripped out of my chest as the thing's blasters came to life.

"Hey that wasn't like a challenge now, all right?! Hey!" Afro man called out at the thing. I shot a dirty look at the back of his head for opening his big mouth, just as the Militarized Unit started to lift the train off the bridge.

"Run!" The woman commanded.

"Oh Maker, oh Maker. No, no, no, no!" I clumsily ran after them, making my legs carry me as fast as they could, but then all of a sudden, I was jerked back. The gun I was holding flew out of my hands at the unexpected tug. I gasped, my eyes widening in horror as I looked behind myself. The cloak, which I had totally forgotten I still had on, had gotten caught on a chunk of metal that was sticking up on the train. I mentally slapped myself for not taking it off earlier. I kept trying to pull myself free but to no avail. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach as the train started to fall off the bridge.

"No!" I cried loudly as I hurriedly tried to get it off. The zipper was stuck. I let out frustrated grunts as I kept on pulling at the zipper. What are the odds of dying because of a cloak?

"Jump!" I heard the pink haired woman yell.

"C'mon kid!" The man yelled soon after.

My hands started to shake. The train getting closer to falling completely off the edge, making it extra harder for me to concentrate. Then suddenly a pink blur passed by my line of vision.

Slash.

My eyes widened the size of saucers as I realized that the pink haired soldier had come to my aid and cut through the cloak with her weapon, which was a gunbalde if I'm not mistaken. She jumped off the train, pulling me along by my arm. The train falling to the darkness bellow as we safely landed.

"You okay kid?" Afro asked, his eyebrows furrowed in concern. I nodded breathlessly throwing the remains of the cloak as far away from me as I could. I looked at the pink haired soldier ,who was standing a few feet away, then swiveled my gaze to the floor.

"Thank you..." I whispered hoping she had gotten it. I looked up slightly, only to immediately avert my gaze as I caught sight of the sharp glare she was giving me.

Clunk.

We sharply turned our heads at the sound, the mechanical scorpion stood before us once more.

"This thing just won't give up!" Afro said as it went after us again. I just groaned in agreement, reloading the gun the man handed me after I lost hold of the one I had. After a while of shooting and slashing, the thing finally went down.

BATTLE ENDS

"We did it." Afro man breathed out as he sat down on the floor. I nodded as I bent down and put my hands on my knees to support myself. The pink haired woman kneeled by the sides of the bridge, probably to check if the thing would pop out again, just as a few air ships flew by. I looked down at myself to see my white shirt was practically gray by now. My attire consisted of a white button-up shirt with rolled up sleeves, a black belt around my waist and black shorts. My wrists were covered by multiple leather bracelets and on my feet I wore black combat boots.

"Aren't you supposed to protect civilians, soldier?" Afro man asked. I looked up to see that the pinkette had started to walk away. "I mean you are sanctum right? What are you doing trying to stop the purge? Why don't you tell me that?" He asked as he stood up. She stopped and turned her head slightly to look at him.

"I was a soldier." She coldly replied and walked off.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?!" He yelled after her. The woman ignored him and continued on her way. He sighed, the chocobo from before flying out of his hair. It chirped and landed on his outstretched hand. I just stared when he started talking to the little chick.

"Chocobo, we just can't seem to catch a break can we?" He asked the chick. The chocobo chirped in return "Yeah that's a good question." He said as he started to climb down after the pink haired soldier, grumbling about how he was too old for this.

I sighed and closed my eyes "I hope they're not here as well…" I whispered running my hands through my silver locks, and continued after the two.

Well that's it for first chapter... Tell me what you think, yeah? :D