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Title: Once Upon An Occurian December
Summary: The Espers were once ordinary humes born with extraordinary powers. Zodiark, though the most powerful, was the youngest and was unaware of what the Occuria was using them for. Pre-FFXII.
Characters: Zodiark and Ultima
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Proulog-The Possible Thirteenth
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"Is this the boy?" The Giruveganian nursemaid looked at the scion.
"Yes ma'am, Lady Ultima," he replied. "His parents passed on not long ago so we've been watching him."
"How old is he?" Ultima asked. "And what is his name?"
"He is Lord Zokarios and he is only three." Ultima knelt down to the young boy.
"Hello, Zokarios. I'm Umi but you may call me Ultima." Zokarious looked at her.
"Hello, Ultima," he mumbled. "The Occuria sent you, didn't they?"
"Yes but it is OK. I won't hurt you and neither will the Occuria."
"I know what they want." Ultima raised a white-blonde eyebrow.
"You do?" she inquired.
"Yes," Zokarios said. He pointed to the wall behind his servant. A big dark hole appeared and with a wave of his hand disappeared being instead replaced with a few of his toys being pranced around in the air as though they weren't toys. "What will the Occuria do with me?"
"I'm sorry, Zokarios, I can't answer that."
"Why?"
"We are all used for different things." Ultima stood. "I'm sorry but I do not have much time left here. There are things I must still do."
"Will you come back?" There was a pleading looking in the child's crimson eyes.
"Maybe. But if the Occuria do accept you, you wll be seeing me everyday." She turned and began to walk away as Zokarios waved goodbye but turned bak around when she was in the doorway. "Zokarios, what do you call that spell you made on the wall?"
"Darkja. But it was in a weak form. if it was in its strongest, my nursemaid would not be standing."
