Advent Children: X-Men Evolution Style
NOTE: This story involves characters from the (in my opinion) sadly short-lived cartoon X-Men Evolution in the roles of characters from Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children. Oh, and before I forget, a lot of the names of the characters (the ones from the movie and the ones doing the parody) are mixed together….well…you'll see what I mean soon enough.
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING YOU SEE HERE!
EDITED 6/10/07: I've changed a few specific details in order for them to match with the comics, though I'm taking some creative liberties with them.
Prologue: Beginning of the End
Three sets of feet pounded the ground, sending up a cloud of dust in their wake, as a trio of blue-furred beings dashed across the dusty plains, occasionally teleporting further ahead with a Bamph sound.
Finally, they dashed up a bunch of rocks and gazed out into a valley, with tall buildings that were carpeted with ivy and other plant life.
The once-proud city of Baygar was now nothing more than a giant garden.
498 Years Ago…
A lone helicopter hovered over the North Crater, before vanishing into the fog that surrounded it.
Voices cut out through the silence.
"Take a look at this!"
"Not very pretty, is it?"
"Who cares? Just get the damn thing."
"Woah!"
"Fred! Hurry!"
"What was that?!"
Gun shots rang out followed almost immediately by pained groaning.
"Tabitha!"
"G-Go…"
"Damnit!"
A few minutes later, the helicopter could be seen fleeing the crater.
Terrigan Mist… that's what we call the river of life that gives life to the planet and everything in it.
The company Wynecorp found a way to use the Terrigan Mist as energy, and because of that, we were able to live comfortably.
But in doing so, we were destroying the planet by taking its life away. A lot of people thought this was bad, and tried to stop it.
But Wynecorp fought anyone who got in their way with a special group of people called GUARD, who were infused with Terrigan energy and the cells from the "Calamity from the Skies"…Ensabanur, an alien force that fell from the sky ages ago, and tried to destroy the planet.
The greatest GUARD of them all was named Erikroth, AKA Magneto. But when he found out the truth about what he really was, he started to hate Wynecorp. Eventually, he started to hate everything else too.
Wynecorp and the people against them, Magneto who wanted the make everything go away, and the people who tried to stop him. There were a lot of battles, and a lot of sadness. Someone I knew went back to the Terrigan Mist.
And then the chosen day came… when the planet fought back. It used the Terrigan Mist as a weapon and all the battles, all the sadness, all the grief, was washed away.
It's been two years since they told me this.
In the small town of Brink, about a mile from Baygar, people were milling about, living out their daily lives, seemingly unaware of the pain-stricken children skulking in alleyways and along the streets.
A dark-skinned boy with dyed blond hair looked towards another boy, a tall, gawky fellow.
"Are you ready?"
His friend nodded. "Yeah, let's go."
Then together they ran off, splashing though puddles as they went.
But it looks like the planet was angrier than we originally thought.
Somewhere else, a girl named Rahne sat beside a bed, looking worried. Lying in the bed was a green-skinned boy known as Dorian, a boy who had the mutant power to neutralize or dampen the powers of other mutants around him.
They call it the Legacy Virus.
Dorian rolled over, the wet cloth on his head sliding off. The boy looked up at Rahne and gave her a weak smile.
Please, please don't take Dorian away.
Downstairs, in the bar called Seventh Haven, a woman with long red hair was busy washing cups when the phone rang. Drying her hands on a rag, she jogged up the steps and picked up the receiver.
"Strife Deliveries, you name it, we deliver." She paused to listen. "Yes, this is Jean…Who's calling?" Another pause. "Yeah, I remember…"
Outside the city of Baygar, there is a cliff where a huge rusted sword stands buried in the ground. Not that far away, a brown-haired man with ruby quartz-tinted glasses sat on his motorcycle, listening on the message on his cell phone.
"You have a call from Fred in Curin; he says he has a job for you." Jean's voice floated out of the receiver. "Scott…how have you been?"
"You have no new messages."
Scott put his cell phone away and was about to start his motorcycle up, when a stinging pain struck his arm. Instinctively, he clutched the limb, which was covered by a black piece of cloth hanging from his shoulder.
"Nng…damn it…"
As soon as the pain receded, he started up the motor and drove off down the dry, cracked earth; completely unaware of what would happen next…
Gijinka Renamon Presents: Final Fantasy VII Advent Children- X-Men Evolution Style
