So if you're wondering how I came up with the idea for this story, that goes back to when Faris first came out for Opera Omnia in NA. The event made me wanna write a FFV story, but I had no ideas for one at the time. But then comes the Four Job Fiesta, which as you can probably tell from the title, is what prompted the story.

So in short, this is a story using my own Four Job Fiesta playthrough as a prompt. The jobs I got were Monk, Summoner, Bard, and Dancer. This is gonna be a four part story with each chapter focusing on each of the four jobs. First up from the wind crystal, Monk.

Just a piece of background info, this story assumes that Gilgamesh sacrificed himself against Necrophobe, but he managed to survive somehow.

"Normal" = Talking

Italics = Thinking

Bold Italics Underlined = Setting

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Final Fantasy except merchandise, and rather than making any money because of them, I have lost money from the purchase of them. So no, I am not making any profit off of anything Final Fantasy.


Forests outside Carwen

"Geez, I can't believe he ran off without me."

Bartz looked around the area, seeing no sign of his best friend and constant companion, Boko. They had been on their way to Tycoon for the annual celebration of Exdeath's defeat, which the four Warriors of Light used as a chance to be able to meet up with each other at least once a year. Along the way, Bartz had decided to stop in Carwen to rest, but suddenly, Boko had just ran off somewhere. And now, here he was, wasting precious time in order to find him.

Still looking around with no result, Bartz was just about to give up and wait for Boko back in town when he heard the characteristic 'kweh' of a chocobo. Stopping in his tracks, Bartz stood there, thinking he might have imagined it, when he heard it again.

"Alright! That's gotta be him!"

Turning to the direction in which he heard it, Bartz dashed off. Following the chain of 'kweh's lead him to a clearing, and while he did find Boko, he also found a sight he never would have expected to see.

"Wait...Gilgamesh!?"

Indeed, in the clearing, feeding Boko some weird type of...carrot thing, was Gilgamesh himself. Hearing his name being called, Gilgamesh turned to face the source of it, only to grin at seeing Bartz.

"Well, well, Bartz. We finally meet again!"

"Ok...so many questions, but let's start with: what are you feeding Boko?"

Gilgamesh puffed out his chest, as if proud of himself for something.

"You see, when I sacrificed myself against that demon of the rift, I myself thought I would lose my life in the process. But, I knew I wanted to face you again Bartz! So with all my willpower, I managed to survive! But by the time I had come to, you and your friends had already defeated Exdeath, and escaped from the rift. And so, I wandered within the rift for what seemed like an eternity, hoping I would be able to see you again one day. And in my travels, I found this plant, and discovered it did wonders in attracting chocobos. Knowing you had a chocobo companion of your own, I kept some of it for exactly this moment, and now, it has brought you to me!"

Gilgamesh entered into his usual kabuki pose.

"We can finally fulfill our promise, and fight, mano-a-mano!"

Bartz sweatdropped at the sight of his self-proclaimed rival.

"Geez, talk about expository banter."

On one hand, he really should be getting to Tycoon. However, on the other...

"Sure, why not? Sounds like fun! Besides, it's the least I could do to repay you for helping us out back then."

Bartz entered into his combat stance. Gilgamesh, seeing that Bartz wasn't intending on using any weapons, decided to do the same.

"Here I come, Bartz!"

Gilgamesh charged, and opened with a palm strike. Bartz deflected it with his right arm, and seeing a second palm strike incoming, ducked, and followed up with an uppercut with his left. Gilgamesh stumbled back from the blow. Not letting the chance slip him by, Bartz delivered a back kick to Gilgamesh's gut, knocking him down.

Not willing to back down, Gilgamesh got back up, and once more charged at Bartz. Sidestepping the tackle, Bartz countered with a roundhouse kick to the back of his head. Not allowing himself to be pushed back, Gilgamesh stayed standing, and attempted a counterattack. However, it proved to be futile. A right hook, a left straight, a sweep kick, no matter what Gilgamesh threw at him, Bartz managed to evade or parry every single blow. Out of breath at this point, Gilgamesh attempted a final strike, but it was evaded by Bartz, who delivered a sharp jab to his face, sending him stumbling backwards.

Regaining his foothold, Gilgamesh paused for a second to catch his breath, before guffawing once more.

"That's my chosen rival alright! Impressive indeed Bartz. But now I get serious! For Gilgamesh, it is morphing time."

There was a flash of light, and when it was gone, in its place was Gilgamesh, in his eight-armed form, looking raring to go.

"Now, once more, here I come, Bartz!"

Gilgamesh charged once again, and now much faster, caught Bartz off guard with his newfound speed, and used all four of his right arms to deliver a devastating blow, sending Bartz flying.

Laughing at the fact that he finally managed to land a blow, Gilgamesh gave chase, and used his left hands to grab onto Bartz's leg, and tossing it around like a ragdoll, slammed his body into the ground.

Gritting his teeth, Bartz refused to give ground, and sweeped Gilgamesh's leg, knocking him down. Using this as his chance to pick himself up, Bartz jumped away to give himself some space. Pushing himself off the ground, Bartz aimed a flying kick at Gilgamesh, but with eight arms, it was rather easy for him to catch Bartz by the leg, and dangle him in the air. Unfazed, Bartz twisted his body around, swinging his other leg and landing a good kick against Gilgamesh's cheek.

Staggering back from the blow, Gilgamesh steadied himself, and retaliated with a headbutt, immediately followed by a four armed uppercut. Using his multiple arms, Gilgamesh picked Bartz up by his limbs, and started stretching them out, inducing a gasp of pain from Bartz. Smirking, Gilgamesh gave out a low chuckle.

"I win Bartz."

Wincing at the pain, Bartz still refused to give in.

"Not...quite..."

Rearing his head back, Bartz hit Gilgamesh with his own headbutt, forcing Gilgamesh to let go of his limbs. Not giving Gilgamesh a chance to recover, Bartz brought his fist back, and with as much force as possible, drove it into Gilgamesh's stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Still not letting up, Bartz brought both of his arms around Gilgamesh, taking a hold of him, and with all the strength he could muster, lifted him up to bring into a suplex, slamming him down on the ground behind him.

Having been knocked out of his eight-armed form, Gilgamesh took a moment to recover, barely able to pick himself up. Bartz, out of breath, was also at his limit. Knowing the next move was going to decide the victor, the both of them put their all into their fists, and their punches landed on each other's faces simultaneously.

They stood there, and for a moment, it seemed neither would give way, but eventually, Gilgamesh fell.

Despite having been defeated, Gilgamesh had a huge grin on his face, and laughed wholeheartedly.

"As expected of my eternal rival, your strength is beyond compare. You truly are impressive."

Grinning himself, Bartz chuckled.

"You weren't bad yourself, Gilgamesh. It was a good fight, and- woah! What's happening to you!?"

Indeed, something was happening to Gilgamesh's body. It was as if it was fading away. Taking a look at his own body, Gilgamesh was shocked at the sight.

"Huh? What? No! Some sinister effect of the rift?"

Suddenly, a hole opened up in the ground and started swallowing Gilgamesh. Despite having just been through the fight of his life, Gilgamesh still somehow managed to find the energy to struggle against it.

"No...not again! I'm not going back there! Stop! Wait! I beg you!"

However, it was a vain attempt, and he could not stop the void from sucking him in. Not knowing how to react, Bartz just stood by as he watched Gilgamesh get sucked back into the rift. And so, Gilgamesh disappeared, with a final shout.

"Bartz! I'll be back! I promise you, I shall return! Baaaartz!"

Still not quite sure how to feel about what just happened, all Bartz could do was stand there.

"Um...well, see ya Gilgamesh. This was fun! Let's do it again sometime!"

With the portal closing itself off, there was no longer any sign of Gilgamesh. Deciding to get on his way, Bartz turned to look over at Boko, who had just been indulging himself on the gysahl greens the entire time.

"Alright, enough of that Boko. We have to get going to Tycoon!"

With a final 'kweh', Boko ate one last gysahl green before picking himself up and trotting up beside Bartz. Mounting onto his partner, the two of them rode off into the sunset as they made their way to the other Warriors of Light.


Word count: 1399

Woo, that was a doozy. Never wrote a fight scene that long before. I think I did pretty ok, but I dunno, it probably could have been done better.

Well, in any case, there's the 'wind' chapter done. Just a fun little smack down between Bartz and his self-proclaimed eternal rival. Next up is water.

Thank you for taking the time to click on, and read through my story. Please leave a review, it's always nice to see what people think of my stories, and whether or not they appreciate it. And if not, then criticism is always welcome as long as it's constructive.