Final Fantasy: The War Begins Chapter 1 The Forgotten ((REWRITTEN))
Yori walked up the dark steps and into the light. The sun was shining unually bright today. She looked to a man that looked like a dark knight. His black armor looked almost purple in this bright light and his face was completly covered by his helmet ((or mask.. Whatever you want to call it.)). Soon, she walked over to him and looked ahead. Some explostion could be seen in the distance and she frowned. The Dark Knight looked over at the young solider in thought before speaking. "So... this your first time in war?"
Noticing these eyes, the young looking general sighed."You dont want to be here do you?" He spoke quietly so the others can't hear as he watched her reation to the comment.
Yori looked at him confused at first. "uh... ," She then looked down ashamed of her fears. "no...I don't"
Before looking away from the youth, he gave one last statment. "Well don't worry... I'll protect you." The man spoke without emotion but yet at the same time made Yori a bit happier.
Yori then became silent as she grabed her helmet and put it on. Her short brown hair was almost completly covered, and her crismion armor made her look more like a man than a lady. looking at the explosions ahead of them, her eyes began to reflect the burning trees around the airship as they got closer.
((Ever since the Final Fantasy games came altogether, war has started between the 'SOLDIER' and 'The Red Wings' for land to expand their terrtory. Magic and potions don't seem to be effective anymore in the world of Final Fantasy. A former Red Wing named Yori finds a injured man and bandages him... this is where the true story begins...))
Yori opened her eyes and sat up quicky as sweat fell from her face. She took a deep breath and looked at the injured man still sleeping against the tree trunk. She had found him injured and unconcious in the heart of the woods not so long ago and she had bandaged his wounds. After a quick sigh, she stood up and started to walk to the man as she tryed to shake that dream out of her head. Who was that dark knight?
She looked at the injured man in thought. He looked like he might be in his twenties or maybe even in his thirties. But who knows. As Yori bent down and started to change his bandages the man awoken with a fierce surprise. The youth's wrist was quickly grabed by a strong grip of the man's hand. He focused his bright green eyes on her before speaking. "Get away from me..."
Yori gave him a cold stare before pulling her arm away from him and taking a couple of steps back. "Is that all you can say to the person that just saved your life?!"
The man gave her a glare before standing up. The silver haired man then picked up his tenchcoat and his belts that was laying next to him as he spoke. "Sephiroth.."
Yori blinked in confusion before speaking. "What?"
"Sephiroth, My name is Sephiroth." He then looked up at her and picked up his long sword before pointing it about two inches away from her face. "Remember it because next time we meet...We will be enemies." With that said, Sephiroth walked off into the woods.
The young girl watched him leave in thought as she took her hand off the hilt of her sword. "he's very nice..." Who was this Sephiroth and why did his name seem familer. She looked up at the cloudy sky and suggested to be heading her own way but she had a feeling it won't be the last time she will meet that man.