Part 3! Alrighty then, I'm not gonna waste this precious space explaining who Prior is. If you decide to read this I heavily suggest reading the previous two stories in the series: "Fated to Live: Elsea,Mistaken Identity" and "Fated to Live: If I Was an Angel"

Hope ya enjoy it!

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It just keeps getting worse doesn't it? Hasn't ended yet that's for sure. Taking the girls I had met previously on a voluentary 'trip' sounded like a good idea at the time. Turns out it just ends up creating more of a mess. It's time for me to tell ya'll about Vana'diel. It just so happens we ended up there at the worst time possible. What else is new right? Regardless, I hope you enjoy.

This time the trip was a bit less stressful. It really didn't matter a whole lot where we ended up. Thing was though, it wasn't where we ended up that was bad. It was when. Green mist, falling sensation, blah, blah, blah. You know how it goes. I feel face first, straight into a flagstone courtyard. It wasn't a fall long enough to kill me, but it hurt to no end. Having the wind knocked out of me certainly dulled my senses a bit. It took me a few moments to get the sensations my eyes and ears were recieving into my brain. Screams, clashing metal on metal, magical incantation, roaring of a tremendous volume and other sounds of general battle and warfare. The sounds of war usually make me get to my feet pretty quickly. Needless to say, as I gazed about I saw exactly what I expected to see. Warriors doing battle with horrible creatures. Mages casting spells upon the same monstrosities. What I didn't see, and desperately needed to find, was the girls I had taken with me! Trying my damndest to ignore and avoid the attentions of the wierd snake women, giant troll-like things and the lizardmen I scanned the crowd of combatants quickly for any sign of my ill-fated companions. I saw no signs of them and hoped for the best. This place was too dangerous for me to simply stand around idly in. I couldn't enter the fray, like I would anyway, right? I turned my back on the action and ran my ass down the main passage of the courtyard, headed for the wooden doors on the opposite end. Two men in purple head coverings and brown and white armour, swords drawn , stood before the entrance. " The hell you think you're going? ", one asked in a gruff tone.
I hated this place already. Wouldn't even let me leave a warzone.
" I need to get outta here! ", I protested.
" Like hell you will, mage! Get back out there and defend the Empress! ", the other man said and tried to shoo me away.
" I don't even know what the hell is going on here! " ,I screamed, "I came here by accident and brought some friends and I need to find them. I need to leave! "
" We can't open the doors while we're under attack! You're crazy! Get the hell...LOOK OUT!" ,the one man yelled,pointing over my shoulder.
I whipped around 180 degrees to come face to...stomach...with one of the 'trolls' as I shall call them. It's stubby nose and giant floppy ears bore a resemblance to other members of the troll race I had met on other worlds. It's giant fingers curled and uncurled in anticipation of ripping my head off, or so I would assume.
"Get back, mage!" ,the same man told me and pushed me to the side as he thrust foward with his elegantly curved sword. His companion joined the battle with this tremendous foe also. The man's lunge was slapped aside by the troll's heavy fist. The warrior stumbled and fell to the ground. His companion stepped over his body and took a swing at the troll's midsection. This slice left a small red welt forming on the troll's brown skin. The troll roared in anger and swung his hand, palm open, towards the man. The soldier held up his sword in a last ditch effort for defense. This did absolutely nothing to keep him from being sent flying across the courtyard and landing with a sickening crunch against the wall a few meters away. The beast grinned in the way only a monster can. I decided to take action. The one man was still sprawled on the ground before me. With a few quick movements I reached the man and pulled him to his feet. He shook off my grasp and took up a fighting stance before this foe. The troll grinned once more and lifted it's dirty, calloused foot. As it's foot landed upon the ground a great tremor shook the earth. It was strong enough to knock me off my feet and send me falling to the ground. I lay there dazed and listened to another horrible crunching sound. The man was dead, I knew it. I didn't even have to look. A deep shadow fell over my downed form. I was gonna die, I knew it. Not only was I going to die, I was going to die and all the girls were going to die. I would be responsible! I couldn't let that happen. I scrambled to my feet, still a bit disoriented and quite covered in dust. I stared the troll down, reading it's beady eyes. All it knew was war. Poor thing. Yea, poor thing...It then reared back it's fist and struck me square in the midsection. I didn't even attempt to dodge it. It would have proved impossible. Hell, I didn't even have the time to hold my stomach in pain. Everything simply went black and that was that.

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Well, that's chapter one! Suspenseful? maybe,but it gets better trust me! I just have to write it first.

-peace