Twisted Reality

Chapter I

What if...

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Final Fantasy Tactics Advance, but I DO own my characters!

The story of Clan HunterZ

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Snow fell slowly, landing soft on the white coat, blanketing the land. The sky only showed darkness. That was the feeling inside a boy, cold, and dark... Lonely, and afraid. This was the beginning of a new life of the boy, a new life which might alter the course of his life.

RIIIIING!!!

Thank God I'm out of here... Geez, the teacher talked too much...

The boy looked around at the snow, his eyes lowered in annoyance. There wasn't much to do anyway. He was the 'New Kid', along with that other blonde kid. The boy sighed...

Maybe I could just sit at that bench over there...

But right when he was at the middle of the field, a snow ball hit him at his temple. The boy took the blow, hurt, but the pain flew away like it was nothing. The boy looked to where it was, "Hey newbie! Play snowball so we can kick your bum!" shouted a kid with a green sweater, cupping his mouth to make his voice louder than it needed to be, "Or are you chicken?" he said with a smirk, strutting around like a chicken and bawking around. The other kids laughed near him, admiring his taunts to the boy. "The only bum is you! You spend too much times at the forums, get a life!" the boy said, cupping snow in his hands and hitting the boy square in the eye.

"Ow! Mr. Leslaie! Mr. Leslaie!"

A teacher in a blue sweater and green jeans came, he examined the boy. He had blonde hair, and a style which the boy didn't admire... "Hmm... Well, did you hit him?" was all the boy could make out. Mr. Leslaie nodded and raised his head, he blew a whistle. Everyone stopped what they were doing, some cupping their ears... "Well, it seems that I got all of your attention. There's been a little fight here, a snowball fight. And as your P.E. teacher... I declare a Snow War to be held! Who wants to participate?" Some were raising their hands, saying "Me! Me! Me!", others were trying to make out what he said. "Oh boy... What have I gotten myself in to?"

8 people were chosen, some wanting to join, others being forced to. They spread out into 4's. The boy who hit him was complaining about something,

"Aww, man! Why do I get stuck on the weak team? We're just gonna lose. Where's the fun in that?"

The boy then walked towards another kid, he had curled hair, which made the boy dizzy. "Hey, Mewt. Where's your little bear today?" he snickered. Mewt didn't answer, he just stared at him coldly, as if wanting to strangle him. But Mewt knew deep down, he couldn't do anything, his heart would not allow it. "He didn't want his precious bear to get wet in the snow!" another said, sarcastically defending Mewt. "Aww... Did your mommy give you that bear?" The boy saw the other new kid approach Mewt, and stood in front of him, facing the boys.

"What's your problem, new kid?"

"Leave him alone. He's not going to say anything anyway. He's like a little girl!"

A pink haired girl known as Ritz approached the boy in blue. Ritz, that's about all the boy could think that moment...

"Hey! That's gender discrimination! And I know some "little girls" who can kick your butt, Lyle!" she then walked towards Mewt's side, defending him.

"Whoa, Ritz! What's your problem?" Lyle said, backing up a bit. Taken back at the aggresion of the woman. The boy felt the need to stand up to the boy and defend Mewt too, that, or it was just because of Ritz.

"Her problem is you! Just leave the boy alone!" he said to Lyle with hands spread out, blocking their sights on Mewt. Lyle snickered, "Well other new kid, what are you going to do about it?" The boy twitched, he was sick and tired being called a new kid! "My name is Zyke, I have a name! Should I call you 'Blabbering Idiot' next time!?" Zyke said with anger in his voice. Ritz got inbetween them, "Alright, alright! Break it up. You don't want to be on this team, right? How about we switch? Would that be better? Let's start already!" she said impatiently, wanting this to be done before they had to get in class again. Ritz turned and frowned at Zyke, "I can fight my own battles... Just stay out of it." she said, but she realized that she was thanking him inside. Ritz then looked at the blonde kid, "You should speak up. Tell them your name, at least. You can't be the "new kid" forever!" she said. Zyke backed up, he didn't want to get on Ritz's bad side, he wanted to have something between them. But at a start like this, he probably had some doubts. The blonde kid stummered, "Uhm... I'm- uh... Marche..." he said, his words breaking up. Ritz went into position, and so did Zyke. "Ok, Mr. Leslaie! We're ready to go!"

Turned out that the blonde kid never had a snowball fight before, and a lesson took place. Zyke sighed while he was explaining, rolling his eyes. How couldn't he be in a snowball fight?

The snowball fight ended, unfortunately Mewt had a bloody forehead, Ritz had white hair dyed in pink, and we lost. School was canceled, they didn't know why, but rumors say that the principal and some teachers all had a date with someone. "They probably have the same date with the same guy..." Zyke muttered, he then chuckled. Marche, Mewt, and Ritz laughed with him. They then started to have a conversation about a book. Zyke didn't pay attention to the speech, but only this. "Why don't you come, too, Ritz?" Zyke looked at Marche, they were all going to go to his house, and he was inviting Ritz over. Zyke had a slightest suspicion that Marche was flirting with Ritz. And unfortunately, she agreed! Marche invited Zyke over too, Zyke immediately answered "Yes," wanting to keep a close eye on Ritz.

Zyke got seperated, he took his own route towards Marche's house. Zyke had his hands in his red sweater's pocket, it not only served as a sweater, but as a jacket. Zyke sighed, he could see his breath. "I wonder if Marche likes Ritz too..." he muttered. Zyke shook his head, "Wait, what am I thinking? I think I'm a bit too young to think about love now. I'm so stupid..." Zyke then stopped and looked up, he saw the yellow house. It was nice, "Bet everyone is here." Zyke opened the door, it was unlocked anyway. Marche's mother was cooking dinner, "Hi Marche's mom." he said, but Marche's mother did not answer. Too busy cooking, he thought. Zyke then went up the stairs, everyone, including Doned, was reading a book. "Hey, can I see?" Zyke then looked at it questionally, "Is it in Latin or something?" he asked, trying to make out what the book was saying. It first showed a human in a soldier suit, a lizard man, a flying stuffed animal, a... Zyke rather not describe it in his mind, instead, he blushed lightly. Then finally, a dog-like person. "Well... They draw good..." Zyke then listened to everyone, he laughed along with them. It's true, Marche did suck at the snowball fight. He then made a thought about Mewt's words, what if the book was real? Marche struck Zyke and Ritz with a question, "A game? Well... I would probably say Final Fantasy, it's pretty cool!" Zyke laughed, what a stupid idea... "Well, see ya Marche, it's getting late anyway."

When Zyke arrived home, under his green sheets he then looked outside the window... "Yeah... What if the book was real..." Zyke then closed his eyes, and drifted off into a deep sleep.