A/N: This is a new twist on the Final Fantasy series. I'm only using some of the refrences like names and such. Supernatural on the other hand. There won't be any spoiler for that. Well, at least I hope there won't be any spoliers. Read and review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy or Supernatural.
Dean Winchester hated his life. It was always pick the crops. Sow the fields. All in all, Dean's life sucked ass. All he wanted was to get out into the world, fight a few fiends or find a hot babe to fuck. But no he was stuck looking after chickens or watering the fields. His father John on the other hand had left the farm to pursue the man who killed Mary, Dean's mother and John's wife. Dean hadn't heard back from his father in over four years. The young Winchester wanted to go with but considering the small amount of farms in the area, John ordered his son to stay.
Something made Dean look up at the sky. Something foreboding was coming and the young Winchester did not like it. Honestly he practiced with the broom once in a while but nothing came to real steel of a sword. Dean brought his gaze to several knights traveling up the dirt road. The next village was not for another good forty miles. A yellow chocobo was coming towards his small field. The armored bird stopped short so not to ruin the farmed field. Dean stopped his work to lean against his plow.
"Can I help you Lady Knight?" the Winchester asked the armored woman on top of the chocobo.
"Yes, can you tell me how many miles will it take us to get Kuja Village?" she asked as her chocobo pawed the ground.
"Forty if you go through Lawrence Woods but that'll take you most of the day. And going through those woods at night is not the brightest anyone has done," Dean answered.
"Why good sir would it not be a good idea to go through?" the lady knight asked. She wore the royal crest of Lucifer. Dean's gaze drifted to the rest of her party five total chocobos. Four of them surrounded a tall, chained figure. The figure's hands were incased in stone handcuffs and the figure's head was covered in a sack. A collar around the person's neck was linked to the four lances that the other Chocobo Knights carried. Dean set his gaze back to the lady knight in charge.
"Fiends, M'Lady. They come out in full force at night. And with your uh…..other person there….you'll be at the wood's edge by nightfall. And the fiends don't mind attacking anyone near the forest's edge. Most of them attack in numbers. Large numbers," the Winchester explained.
"So what do we do Lady Ruby?" one knight questioned. The lady knight which happened to be the only female among them smirked.
"Why this kind farmer will hold us for the night. I'm sure he wouldn't mind the company," Ruby stated. Dean gulped and nodded. No one went against Lucifer's knights. Especially Lady Lillith's personal guard.
"Um…sure," the Winchester stated. "The house is not that far." He pointed behind him and a small structure jutting out of the ground.
"Thank you….uh what's your name?" Lady Ruby asked as the rest of her knights made their way to Dean's home with their prisoner.
"Dean. Dean Winchester," the young twenty-six year old replied. The lady knight smirked at him and he had the feeling that he just said the wrong word.
Few Minutes Later…..
Dean was serving what was left of his food ration to the knights in his home. Lady Ruby had gone to bed early, taking his own mattress. The other knights were dosing after had finished their meals. Their prisoner was tied up outside where it was raining. There was a few scraps left over so Dean picked those up and snuck out to give them to who ever was the knight's prisoner.
Dean got out there with a lantern and umbrella since it was raining and looked at the shivering mess on the ground. The prisoner was tied to a post and forced to stand. The tall figure was soaked through and sagging against the post. When the figure heard Dean's footsteps, they stood up straight.
"I brought something for you to eat," Dean said. The figure's head, the Winchester assumed was trying to look at him.
"Don't," a man's voice under the hood said. "You'll only get in trouble. I'm surprised you're not in trouble right now just talking to me." Dean raised an eyebrow.
"The Chocobo Knights are sleeping off my good cooking so don't worry," Dean said while waving it off even though the man couldn't see it. The man then huffed.
"If those were the real Chocobo Knights then I wouldn't be going to Lucifer's Castle," the prisoner said.
"So why are you going there?" Dean asked.
"Lucifer needs a vessel and half-breeds like me come rarely," the man said.
"Half-breed?" Dean said as he went to take off the hood.
"Wait, don't!" the man said just as the Winchester pulled it off. If the farmer outside of Lawrence Wood was surprised he didn't show it. The man had shoulder length brown hair. Tiny horns sprouted from his head. His face had spots of scales but being wet it didn't show that great. When Dean looked at the man's eyes they were sparkling hazel which was a rare eye color in itself. The man cringed away.
"Wow," was all Dean said. The man blinked then stopped cringing.
"Wait. You're not surprised?" the half-dragon asked. Only dragons had scales and horns. When the dragons came out in human form though the only difference was the hair. Usually the hair color told people what color dragon it was. Dragon's in human form did not show horns or scales on the skin. Dean just shrugged.
"I was for a second, if that makes you feel better," the Winchester said. A noise came in from the house. The man's eyes widen.
"Oh shit!" he turned to Dean. "Please tell me you got the key?" Dean smirked at him and held out a single key on a ring on his index finger. The Winchester quickly undid the man's handcuffs and just as the man was rubbing the soreness away the knights came out. They started towards them. Dean dropped the lamp and it went out on the wet grass.
"Do you know how to fight?" the man asks. Dean looks skeptical at him.
"Sort of. I've only used a broom and a bucket turned over," Dean replied. The man paled. They both started running toward the chocobos.
"Great. How far is the forest from here?" the man asked. Both mounted one and kicked off towards Dean's fields. Dean paled.
"Maybe a couple miles. But you can't be serious!" he said. The man turned to him.
"Oh, I'm totally serious," the prisoner-now-free-man said as he turned his chocobo towards the forest that could be seen in the distance even in the pale moonlight from green Terra and blue Pandora. Dean had no choice but to follow him. As they neared the edge they could hear the pursuit behind them and the forest fiends stirring at the sounds of their chocobos. They slowed as soon as they hit the trees. The blue light from Pandora giving them enough light to move through but no more than that.
A snarl and Dean's chocobo was attacked by a wolf fiend. The Winchester fell with a cry and several more of the fiend's pack joined in feasting on the poor yellow bird.
"Shit!" Dean cursed as one decided that he looked like a good snack. A large dog like thing came barreling by and stood in front of him protectively. The man had come around on his chocobo as the dog thing distracted the fiends. The freed man held out his hand to help Dean up onto the chocobo.
"Don't worry Ifrit will protect us," the man said. The Winchester was gabbing at him and took the hand. He was hoisted up and sat behind the man.
"Your…..You're a summoner?" Dean exclaimed. As a young boy Dean heard about summoners from his father. They were people who were chosen to keep peace but King Lucifer sought out to destroy them. Now Dean knew why they had this man in stone handcuffs. The man turned his head to look at Dean. The fires from Ifrit giving him new light on his rescuer. He urged the chocobo through the forest.
"Yes," the man said then looked at him in confusion. "You look at lot like my dad. Do you know anyone by the name by John Winchester?" Dean blinked.
"Yeah, because he's my dad," the young Winchester replied. "How come you know my dad?" The man stopped the chocobo and Ifrit looked back at his master.
"Because John Winchester is my father," the man said. "I'm his son Samuel. Why are you referring to my father as 'dad'?"
"I'm John Winchester's son Dean," the elder Winchester said. Sam turned again to look at him with wide eyes.
"So you're Dean huh? He's said a lot about you, you know," he replied. Dean frowned. Why did everyone know more about his dad than he did? Sam continued, "And to think he was hiding out on a farm this whole time."
"What in the Nine Hells are you talking about?" Dean asked frustrated. Sam smirked then urged the chocobo on further.
"You should be able to summon too," Samuel said. "The Winchesters are long line of summoners." Dean's eyebrows knitted together. Since when did Winchesters summon? The elder Winchester would have heard about him and his father being summoners. Of course anytime he went into town was with his father and most of the time his father was the one doing the talking. John told him to keep quiet about their last time and now he knew why.
"Sorry to say but I can't. Dad never taught me," Dean replies. Sam looks again surprised.
"Funny, he taught me. Maybe he saw you as a fighter rather than a summoner," Sam explains. Dean scoffs and they both fall into silence. Ifrit walks beside them on all fours. The summon keeps looking up every now and then at Dean and then switches to Samuel. After several hours they come to a clearing and Dean can sense fiends at the edges.
"We'll stop here. I don't think Ruby's following us and if she did she's probably already been eaten by your wolf friends," Sam announces. Dean gives out a 'whatever'. He wasn't really in the mood. The Winchester just found out that his father had been lying to him his whole life and found out he had a brother. A half-brother at that. Wait a minute. Sam didn't recall his name. Why was that?
"How come you didn't remember my name when I said it to the Ruby chick?" Dean asks. Sam looks up from his knelt position by Ifrit.
"I was groggy. They gave me something so I couldn't concentrate on summoning. I could barely remember what town we stopped at last. When you came out to give me food that was when the drug was wearing off," Sam explained. Dean gave him an 'oh'. The Winchester sat on the wet ground and laid against the nestled chocobo. He guessed that he got his wish after all. Dean would get his adventures around the world and fight against fiends like he wanted. The only problem was he didn't have a sword or armor to go to battle with and he didn't have any gil to get these items. The Winchester dosed and figured that he'll figure it out in the morning.
A/N 2: Hoped you enjoyed reading this. I'm also looking forward to actually finishing this story without going to others because I was bored.
Chapter 1: Final Fantasy.