In the Land of the Stream of Life

Swords clashed in silver blurs, the ringing of the metal blades sending birds flying in surprise from their nests in the usually calm and quiet forest. A seventeen year old in green clothing looked at his opponent, eyes flashing. Millions of voices reached his ears in noisy chorus, distracting him from his opponent frequently. His movements were quick, agile and graceful, while swift. Parts of his movements would remind someone of a fox, darting through the forests quickly. Others a wolf, savage and merciless, while at the same time he was like a hawk in his vigilance.

A shadowy figure darted around in front of him, dodging, blocking and attacking. The aura of vengeance surrounded it, as well as pure evil in its heart. With these in combination, his opponent was a cross between the lion and the snake; fierce, threatening and deadly, while matching the green-clothed teen in his movements. They seemed to be able to determine which move the other would make next, and they hated losing the element of surprise.

Meanwhile, in the forests, someone was watching. Neither was aware, until the green-clad man misjudged his opponent during a series of slashes, during which he spun with his sword out in his left hand. Therein laid his mistake.

While he was spinning, his opponent leaped into the air. The green-clad teen had no time to stop and block. But he didn't need to, as a ninja burst out from the shadows of a tree, red eyes gleaming. The ivory blade of the shadowy figure stabbed through the ninja's chest as they passed, and then deadly close to the green-clad swordsman's heart…

The rest was a blur. The swordsman, bleeding and near death, somehow managed to get himself and the ninja to a town. That and a blur of quotes swam in his head…

"What happened?!"

"It can't be!"

"Impa! He's blacking out!"

"It was my fault… I misjudged my opponent… and she jumped in the way of his sword…"

"Stay with us!"

"He won't survive if he remains in Hyrule any longer. We must send him to another world."

It started as a normal day in Edge, the town surrounding the destroyed city of Midgar. Everyone was going around, minding their own business. Kids were playing in the streets, as always. The shops were flooded with people; people buying and people selling. It was the tourist season, and the inns were booked. But this wasn't a normal day.

7th Heaven. Named after a destroyed bar in Sector 7, Midgar.

The bar tender watched the customers carefully, fully prepared to kick someone out if things got out of hand. It was like this every year. Tourists not used to life in Edge got drunk, were kicked out and after that? The 'family' living upstairs didn't care much. Something was amiss. Dogs outside started yelping with all their might in alarm. Sirens went off outside, headed towards the nearest medical facilities.

"I wonder what happened." Commented a man with a long, red pony tail leaning against the wall near the bar. "They were rushing an unconscious teen to a doctor. But, ya know what's strange?"

"What?" Asked the bartender, a woman around 23, 24.

"His clothing, and the items he had."

"What's weirder than some of the stuff we have?"

"That's just it! It's weirder than it, but no one knows what it's called." He then held up a red gem cut into a diamond shape. "Plus, he had a large bag full of these, but many different colours. Not fake gems, but real ones of an unknown kind."

The bartender only half-listened. The man's talk of all this seemed weird. Gems of unknown types? Ya, right. But little did she know, the red-head's talk was more important than either of them though... Edge would be turned upside down, and become home to some strange 'tourists' from out of this world.