The Story of a Dragoon
.::Author's Notes::.
.::Yay, my first story about Freya!!! She is one of my favorite chars of FF9, ya know. This fic focuses on her training as a Dragon Night, till she leaves to find Sir Fratley. Important: In this fic I'm calling Freya's kind "Dragoon". I will gladly accept reviews and mails (pretty plz...?). Have a good time!!!::.Rina
DISCLAIMER: I do not own FF9, it's characters, etc, etc, etc.
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It was a normal night in Burmecia. The endless rain music could be heard from every single home. And inside one of these, a man was playing with his daughter. The little girl was trying to hit her daddy with a stick, which was supposed to be a spear, without success. She finally gave up, as her mother entered the room.
-Let me guess,- she said, looking at her daughter- playing to the Dragon Knights again?
-Yup!- The silvery haired Dragoon answered, as she ran to her mother arms.
-You should stop that, darling...I don't really thing it's good for her
-Why? Playing hasn't hurt anyone!!! Besides, she likes this game. Right, Freya?
-Yup!- She said for a second time.
-That's my girl!! Someday, she is going to be a Dragon Knight like her Daddy!!- The man giggled, as he hugged his wife and daughter. After some seconds, he let them go, and started giggling again. But, suddenly, he stopped. His face, which was wearing a warm smile a second before, was now serious, like he was expecting something.
Suddenly, the door opened, and 5 Dragoons entered the house. Freya screamed, but her eyes remained open.
-WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!- The Dragoon yelled, as he got himself ready to get his spear at any second.
-That's none of your business. Prepare to meet the Gods!!!- And with that words, the 5 strangers charged towards Freya's father.
-Run, Run, Run!!!!- He yelled to his family, as he blocked the attack with his spear.
The female Dragoon tried to escape, but her path was quickly blocked by 2 of the attackers. Seeing no escape, she shield her daughter, as they prepare to attack them. They raised ther spears, and quickly attacked, but they feel no pain, only a scream, and Freya, with her emerald eyes still opened, saw how her father had thrown himself to guard his family, and fell to the ground covered in blood.
-NO!!!-Her mother shouted, and threw her daughter as far as she could, as herself was being killed.
Freya stood up, with her eyes filled of tears. Tears of sadness. Tears of hate. Tears of revenge. As she was the only one alive, 4 of the attackers left, leaving the work the only one of them. Slowly, he started to walk towards the girl, enjoying her tears.
-So, what are you going to do, brat? Your Dad and Mom are dead now, they can protect you anymore- He sarcastically said-Poor, poor little brat.
Freya saw the end of her father's now broken spear next to her, and picked it up.
-What are you going to do with that, huh? Well, enough talk. Good bye.
He started to walk quicker, ready to kill her. But he stopped. Freya raised her head, and looked at him. Her gaze was full of hate. And with all that hate, she began to ran to him, with the metal end of the spear in her hand.
-KYYAAAAAA!!!!- She shouted, as she jumped, and buried her weapon deep inside her parents' killer heart.
Both Dragoons fell to the ground. Freya looked at her hands, and the body. She was scared, and confused, she ran away from the house. She ran and ran, without stopping crying, under the heavy rain of Burmecia.
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-...They again, of course...
-...yes, the Crescents, that what I heard...
-...the Mereks, the Irontails, and now them...
-...they had a daughter, she is alive, they said...
-...five years old, poor little thing...
The morning was full of voices, as the incident had been hastily found out. The bodies were buried that afternoon, and Freya, who had been found in the forest by a hunter, was there. But she refused to cry. She just stood there, with everybody feeling pity for her. She didn't have any family left. No auncles, no aunts, no anybody. She was alone. But she refused to cry.
-Hi, little one.
Freya raised her head; a female Dragoon, with silvery-blue hair and soft green eyes was kneeled before her. She was smiling warmly at her, which made her felt comfortable. Her eyes were filled with love, not pity. Freya nodded in response.
-You are Freya, right? My name is Sierra Lagoon. Lady Sierra Lagoon.
-Lady? You are...are a Dra...Dragon Knight?
-You are really smart, aren't you?-She said, patting Freya's head- A little bird told me you want to be one.
-Yup...
-Who is going to take care of you now?- Freya remained silent- So that is the case... . What would you say if I told you that I want to take care of you?
-Rea...really?- Somehow, she felt attached to this Dragoon. She felt loved and secure.
-I'm going to talk to that Dragoon for a second. Stay here, ok?
Freya nodded again, and Sierra went to were a male Dragoon, surrounded by guards, was standing.
-My king, may I speak to you for a second?- he nodded- That little child, is the daughter of Lord Arthur Crescent. He was in my squadron, and his daughter is now alone in the world. Therefore, I beg your permission to raise her.
-I understand your point. Yes, you have my permission. You are the most suitable person to take care of her.
-Thank you, my King.- Sierra vowed one last time, and went back to where Freya was- Come with me, little one- She said, offering Freya her hand.
-Whe...Where are we going?
-Home, darling, home.
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Yet some more...
.::Author's notes::.
.::Do ya like it??? I really hope so!!! The next chapter features Freya as a teen, and her first day/s in the academy!!! Oh, and plz remember to Review, guys!!!::.Rina