All Angels can Love
Hey everyone, this is my first fic for kingdom hearts. just a couple of notes first. My character, Nemeria, is about 20 years old when this fic begins. When he arrives, Sephiroth will be about 26 (yes, a bit young, I know). Rating may change, depends on how the story starts to come along. Suggestions and comments are welcome. please read and review.
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It was like any normal fight day at the Olympus Coliseum. People were crowded into the stands, others were in the main lobby waiting to get in. Phil had his hands full trying to keep people out of the fighting arena. The fighting would begin soon and there were many who were not where they should have been. Hercules would be taking on Garedon, a newcomer of the coliseum. He came, claiming that he could beat anyone he came across. When he'd heard about Hercules, the demi-god, he knew this was one battle that was going to make him famous. He knew, also, that he would attract more girls as well. Any girl he wanted, he could get with ease.
Well, almost any girl.
When Garedon had come to this world, he'd signed up with Phil to fight Hercules. Phil introduced him to the resident sword master. Garedon requested that his sword, which he had dubbed 'Excalibur' be sharpened. The sword master, named Dreton, told Garedon to bring his sword into the back room, and his assistant would take care of it. Garedon insisted that Dreton himself take care of it, but the sword master guaranteed that no harm would come to his sword while in the care of his assistant. Garedon took his sword into the back, expecting to find a lazy, young boy sitting in a chair for his afternoon nap. He found just the opposite. Standing next to a fast, spinning wheel of concrete, was a girl sharpening a sword.
She did it with skill and Garedon could see she had been doing this for quite some time. The wheel slowed to a stop as the girl took the sharpened sword and placed it on a rack next to the fire place. Taking off the glasses she'd been wearing for protection, Garedon was finally able to see all of her features perfectly. Her skin was a light creamy color, and had he touched it, Garedon would have said felt like silk. Her hair, which was what would have made her stand out in a crowd, was a straight orange with five black pieces on one side, and five white pieces on the other. Her eyes were a bright green that seemed to draw him in.
He stood staring at her until she moved and was able to attract his attention to her mouth instead of elsewhere. She admitted that she had a nice body, as other boys would remind her, but she hated it when they stared. "Excuse me." she said politely. Garedon realized that he'd spaced out and apologized to her. "That's alright, I'm used to it." then she became more professional and asked, "How may I help you?"
Garedon handed her 'Excalibur' and told her he needed it sharpened before his battle. The girl took out the sword out of the scabbard and placed her thumb along the edge. Sliding it along the edge, she was about to comment that he kept this blade in good condition, and there was really no need to sharpen it, but Dreton called, "Nemeria, come and help me up front."
Nemeria set Garedon's sword against the wall and walked towards the door. Garedon leaned against the door frame, denying her exit. "Excuse me," she said, trying to get past the man blocking her way. "I'm sorry," he told her, "but I couldn't help notice how beautiful you are." This was the line he'd told countless girls, and they'd all fallen for it. This girl was like all the rest. Or so he thought.
"Look," she said, in a tone of finality, "I'm not available, not gonna be. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do."
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To everyone's surprise, Garedon won the fight.
Hercules forfeited moments before the fight was to start. No one knew why, but rumors started to grow. The most widespread was that Garedon had intimidated Hercules. Others claimed that Hercules had been bribed to not fight the newcomer. Either way, the fight never took place and many complained that coming was just a waste of time.
This did not matter to the sword master or his daughter. Garedon, however, did not want to leave the coliseum. He didn't want to let this girl get away. Nevertheless he left, off in search of other fights on different worlds, but promising himself to come back and claim the one who got away.
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Nemeria had never known Hercules to back down from a fight, and it worried her. What had this newcomer Garedon done to him? Garedon was no match for the demi-god, so there was no reason to. After everyone had cleared from the arena, Nemeria went off in search of either Phil or Hercules. She hoped it would be Hercules she found first.
She found Phil first. He was in the lobby, pacing and mumbling to himself, "I can't believe this. Why now? Damn dog." he spotted Nemeria but kept pacing. "What happened Phil? Where's Hercules?"
Phil kept his pace while he explained that Hercules had to go and bring Cerberus back down to Hades. Word had come a few minutes before the fight that the three headed dog was loose. Hercules had no alternatives: he'd had to forfeit. And Phil had to tell Garedon, who in turn took it upon himself to tell the crowd. Nemeria agreed with Phil that it had been the perfect opportunity for Garedon to twist this story. Hence the rumors.
Nemeria had missed it when the announcement had been made. She had no intention of watching the fight. She never really was interested in fighting that took place in the Coliseum anyways.
At least that prick was gone, and hopefully he wouldn't be coming back.
Hey everyone, this is my first fic for kingdom hearts. just a couple of notes first. My character, Nemeria, is about 20 years old when this fic begins. When he arrives, Sephiroth will be about 26 (yes, a bit young, I know). Rating may change, depends on how the story starts to come along. Suggestions and comments are welcome. please read and review.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
It was like any normal fight day at the Olympus Coliseum. People were crowded into the stands, others were in the main lobby waiting to get in. Phil had his hands full trying to keep people out of the fighting arena. The fighting would begin soon and there were many who were not where they should have been. Hercules would be taking on Garedon, a newcomer of the coliseum. He came, claiming that he could beat anyone he came across. When he'd heard about Hercules, the demi-god, he knew this was one battle that was going to make him famous. He knew, also, that he would attract more girls as well. Any girl he wanted, he could get with ease.
Well, almost any girl.
When Garedon had come to this world, he'd signed up with Phil to fight Hercules. Phil introduced him to the resident sword master. Garedon requested that his sword, which he had dubbed 'Excalibur' be sharpened. The sword master, named Dreton, told Garedon to bring his sword into the back room, and his assistant would take care of it. Garedon insisted that Dreton himself take care of it, but the sword master guaranteed that no harm would come to his sword while in the care of his assistant. Garedon took his sword into the back, expecting to find a lazy, young boy sitting in a chair for his afternoon nap. He found just the opposite. Standing next to a fast, spinning wheel of concrete, was a girl sharpening a sword.
She did it with skill and Garedon could see she had been doing this for quite some time. The wheel slowed to a stop as the girl took the sharpened sword and placed it on a rack next to the fire place. Taking off the glasses she'd been wearing for protection, Garedon was finally able to see all of her features perfectly. Her skin was a light creamy color, and had he touched it, Garedon would have said felt like silk. Her hair, which was what would have made her stand out in a crowd, was a straight orange with five black pieces on one side, and five white pieces on the other. Her eyes were a bright green that seemed to draw him in.
He stood staring at her until she moved and was able to attract his attention to her mouth instead of elsewhere. She admitted that she had a nice body, as other boys would remind her, but she hated it when they stared. "Excuse me." she said politely. Garedon realized that he'd spaced out and apologized to her. "That's alright, I'm used to it." then she became more professional and asked, "How may I help you?"
Garedon handed her 'Excalibur' and told her he needed it sharpened before his battle. The girl took out the sword out of the scabbard and placed her thumb along the edge. Sliding it along the edge, she was about to comment that he kept this blade in good condition, and there was really no need to sharpen it, but Dreton called, "Nemeria, come and help me up front."
Nemeria set Garedon's sword against the wall and walked towards the door. Garedon leaned against the door frame, denying her exit. "Excuse me," she said, trying to get past the man blocking her way. "I'm sorry," he told her, "but I couldn't help notice how beautiful you are." This was the line he'd told countless girls, and they'd all fallen for it. This girl was like all the rest. Or so he thought.
"Look," she said, in a tone of finality, "I'm not available, not gonna be. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
To everyone's surprise, Garedon won the fight.
Hercules forfeited moments before the fight was to start. No one knew why, but rumors started to grow. The most widespread was that Garedon had intimidated Hercules. Others claimed that Hercules had been bribed to not fight the newcomer. Either way, the fight never took place and many complained that coming was just a waste of time.
This did not matter to the sword master or his daughter. Garedon, however, did not want to leave the coliseum. He didn't want to let this girl get away. Nevertheless he left, off in search of other fights on different worlds, but promising himself to come back and claim the one who got away.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Nemeria had never known Hercules to back down from a fight, and it worried her. What had this newcomer Garedon done to him? Garedon was no match for the demi-god, so there was no reason to. After everyone had cleared from the arena, Nemeria went off in search of either Phil or Hercules. She hoped it would be Hercules she found first.
She found Phil first. He was in the lobby, pacing and mumbling to himself, "I can't believe this. Why now? Damn dog." he spotted Nemeria but kept pacing. "What happened Phil? Where's Hercules?"
Phil kept his pace while he explained that Hercules had to go and bring Cerberus back down to Hades. Word had come a few minutes before the fight that the three headed dog was loose. Hercules had no alternatives: he'd had to forfeit. And Phil had to tell Garedon, who in turn took it upon himself to tell the crowd. Nemeria agreed with Phil that it had been the perfect opportunity for Garedon to twist this story. Hence the rumors.
Nemeria had missed it when the announcement had been made. She had no intention of watching the fight. She never really was interested in fighting that took place in the Coliseum anyways.
At least that prick was gone, and hopefully he wouldn't be coming back.