Final Fantasy Story Chapter 1
Damn, stupid, no good math taking up all my time. Grr." I growled pushing the buttons of my calculator rather hard. In fact, I was surprised they didn't break. I scribbled down the answer then moved on to the next one. It was talking forever to finish these problems, not because of the number of problems there were but their complexity. Groaning, I threw down my pencil and gathered my papers.
'I'll just get up early in the morning and finish them then.' I thought. I tuck away the math papers and moved on to World Composition homework. I just had to write non-stop for fifteen minutes then I'd be done. I grabbed my composition notebook and my briefly discarded pencil and headed out to the family room. I put in the movie Final Fantasy 7 before settling on the couch with a blanket and my writing utensils. I opened the book and wrote as the movie played as background noise. Occasionally, I'd look up and make a comment or two like how unfair it was that Cloud always came back to life with the help of his dead girl friend and no one else got that privilege so it was like fighting Jesus himself.
I got through the movie, writing the entire time. I made a note to myself to ask for extra credit. I turned off the TV and going into my bedroom. I put my school things into my bag and changed into my pajamas. They consisted of blue and green stripped shorts and a gray tank top. I crawled into bed and turned over so I was facing away from the wall. What I saw made me nearly scream. Sitting on my floor was a creature with slanted, black eyes and a mouth so wide it could have easily fit my arm inside. It's ears reminded me of a donkey but narrower and it's body so fat it's underbelly draped over the top of it's feet. All over it was gray fur. Slowly I sat up, watching it as it watched my every move. It was smiling with it's wide mouth and it's little slanted eyes looked almost merry.
"Shoo. Get away. Go back to wherever you came from." I said, making that shooing motion older ladies use on rats. I would have laughed at that thought had I not been face to face with such a unwelcome creature. It hopped and turned around, then hopped once more to face me.
"Thats it, there you go you ugly little-" Before I could finish, the thing opened it's mouth and started inhaling. I don't know if you've ever heard of Kirby from those game station games, but thats exactly what it reminded me of. I was suddenly heading head first down this thing's throat and let me tell you, it was not pleasant. Everything was slimy, now including me. I couldn't see a thing and I was plunging rapidly down a tunnel of tissues and muscles. Suddenly, I hit air. And a hard, poky ground.
"Fudge sickles and marsh mellows!" I yelled. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a bunch of silver and blue around me. Other than that everything was blurry. I stood up and tried wiping the vast amounts of saliva off my face so I could see. I succeeded with uncovering my eyes but the rest would be harder to get off. I looked around and noticed I was standing in the middle of a silver, glowing forest.
"Well, fudge." I hit a tree near me only to realize the silver trees, like all other trees, are pretty hard. Their bark was particularly sharp too.
"Agh!" I groaned studying my now cut up knuckles. Sighing, I rested my hand on top of my head to try and stop the bleeding. It was then I noticed my hair had gone a silvery white color.
"Stupid little monster spit probably bleached my hair." I said studying a strand. I dropped it when I heard the best sound I'd heard all day.
"Water! There's water near by!" I cried, running towards the sound.
There is a few things I would like to inform you that are stupid things to do. One, running with thickly covered spit hair. Especially long thickly covered spit hair. Because, if you just happen to whip your hair into your face while turning to see behind you that thick spit might just cover up your eyes. Another thing, to keep running towards the sound of water, blind and franticly trying to wipe the thick spit from you eyes. The third? Fall into a stream about waist high. But we all have our stupid moments, right?
I came up sputtering and cursing the creature who swallowed me into this place. I reach up to wiped the spit off my eyes once more to find the water had caused into to film over. Growling, I reached out and began making my way down stream. It felt like forever, finding my way along. I hit my head twice on fallen trees before I started to feel in front of me instead of to the side. After a while, the stream began to be less deep. I started to go faster then fell over a log into even deeper water. I came up, cursing everything.
'That's it, I'm out.' I thought. I struggled towards the edge, realizing it was further from the last time I checked. I finally stumbled onto shore just to slip... again!
"Thats it. I hate this place! I hate this forest! I hate this water! I HATE EVERYTHING!" I screamed hitting the water, splashing it up everywhere.
"Hey, hey, hey! Are you okay?" A hand touched my shoulder and I spun around to try and catch a glimpse of who to was. Unfortunately they too were blurry.
"Can you help me? I'm lost, I have this... stuff all over me, I can't see a thing, and I just want to go home. Please help?" I asked.
"I'll see what I can do. Here, let me help you up." An obvious he said. I nodded and aloud him to brace me under my arm and lift me up to my feet. "Your completely covered in mud and goo. If you'd like you can take a bath, you can." He said leading me by the same arm to a large building.
"Thank you so much. I'd love a bath right now." I exclaimed. I think he chuckled.
"The goo stuff looks like it hardened. Those clothes might not be wearable anymore." He said "We might have some clothes you can use." I nodded. He led me inside and sat me down in a cushioned chair.
"Hey guys, get down here, I need your help." the guy called to somewhere. I heard two pairs of footsteps come closer till they were in the room.
"Loz, who is this?" someone, male also, asked.
"She stumbled out of the pond. She's lost and theres this stuff all over that I don't know how to get off her." Loz said.
"It looks like you can just peel it off, here let me try." Someone else said. Ah, so their all guys.
Fingers started working on the stuff on my face, gently pulling at the edges then pulled it all off my face in one painful rip.
"Aw, fudge nuggets!" I cried. My hands shot to my face trying to ease to sharp stinging but they were stopped. I shut my eyes against the pain.
"You could have done that a little more gently, you know." The first new person said. There was a silence. The stinging finally wore down and I opened my eyes then jumped back.
"WFT man!" I shouted.
"What? I know we look kind of funny but what?" Loz asked.
"What are you cosplayers or something?" I asked. They looked confused.
"What are Cosplayers?" Loz asked.
"People who like to dress up as cartoon characters. You are, aren't you? I mean, surely you can't be... no no you can't be." I said to myself.
'This is getting weird. But surely I couldn't have been sucked into... no, I couldn't have been. That stuff only happens on FanFiction.'
"We're not cosplayers but I'm Loz, this is Yazoo, this is Kadaj," Loz said, "Welcome to the Forgotten City."
"Oh hell no!"