Author's note: Hi! Well... how should I start? I guess I should just get straight to the point. This fanfic wasn't originally going to be a yaoi one so the protagonist is a girl but the couple that makes the whole story interesting is basically Squalll and Cloud. So you will see a lot of Roxas/Namine for half of it but it will not progress. This was an experiment of mine and I just thought I should give it a shot and publish it. I think that it was a respectable work and I would like everyone to tell me what they think. If it sucks, I will just delete it. By the way there will be a lot of violence so if you don't like it, maybe you should move to another story.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Everything rightfully belongs to Square Enix


The Beginning Of The Cursed Fate

Late at night, a young woman walked slowly towards the hidden area inside Dalmasca's manor garden. Her eyes showed her determination to fulfill whatever she desired. She walked through some trees and jumped the rocks that were on the way. As soon as she was on the ground she was under the full moon's light, revealing her clothes. She wore a black coat that hid most of her other clothes, except for the black boots she was wearing and a part of her legs. Her beautiful face had a strong expression of arrogance and powers, making her look creepy. She paced in the middle of the area and a magical circle appeared on the ground. The circle was a pale yellow one with some strange symbols at the end of the circle. Below them, there were some ideograms of the special magic the Dalmasca family controlled. She raised her hands and looked at the moon with the cold look of resolve that ten years ago someone of her family had when doing the same thing she was about to do.

'Power of the bleeding night that the Dalmasca family has held for centuries now, I, Ashelia, call forth the Lion of Thunder to appear before me and obey my orders. Under the purity of my blood I shall make a contract with you to become my servant for this war that you are destined to fight every ten years. Release the power!' she said commandingly.

A strong wind blew, bringing clouds that hid the moon and its light; thunderclaps sounded and a strong bolt of lightning fell right in front of the mage. When the light from the crash disappeared, a young man with brown hair that fell in front of his face was kneeling, looking straight at the ground. He was garbed in a long black coat and a pendant with the head of a lion was hanging from his neck.

Ashe marched towards him, touched his face with her hand and made him look at her. He had a scar on his forehead which was emphasized because of his closed eyes.

'Open your eyes,' she commanded, 'Squall Leonheart, Lion of Thunder', and the man's eyes responded on that name. They had the colour of grey-blue and could easily be described as stormy, fitting for the warrior that had the powers of Thunder.

The circle on the ground slowly vanished and the moon appeared again. Squall looked with an emotionless expression at his current master, having met so many and having seen so many die. This meeting meant nothing more than just a repeated action in his routine every ten years.

'Are you the one that summoned me to obey her in order to win this decade's war?' he asked typically as he always did.

'Yes, I am Ashelia Dalmasca.'

'At your service, my lady,' the man replied and looked again the ground. After a moment as Ashe gazed at him and he looked at the ground, she turned her back and walked away proudly. He got up and followed silently. They ambled towards the main mansion and Ashe lead them through the main hall and afterwards turned to the right and opened a door with a key. She opened it and they went up a narrow stairway and reached something like a small apartment. Ashe marched towards her bedroom.

'Close the door' she ordered and he obeyed. With her back still turned to him, she added, 'This is my personal chamber and from now on, 'til the end of the war, it will also be the place where you will stay to rest.'

'Yes, mistress.'

'You are not allowed to walk in the house without my permission nor to go away of your own free will,' she said and looked at the man. 'Not that objects have will,' she said and smiled cruelly.

Squall, used to this treatment, especially from the many previous mistresses of the Dalmasca family that had summoned him before, didn't react and didn't care.

'Also,' she continued, looking at him, 'you do not have any rights while you have responsibilities, which are my orders.'

She really is like all the previous Dalmascas.

Squall stood there waiting for her to order something. Because of the previous Dalmascas he had met, he was sure that his girl, like her ancestors, would use him not only as a warrior but also as a personal slave, having the right to do whatever she wanted to him.


At the other side of the town, in the large hall that existed under the Lockharts' house, another mage equally strong to Ashe walked proudly with a calm look full of certainty for herself and for her abilities, not feeling a bit of hesitasion. She had long black hair and was wearing a black short shirt, which left part of her stomach exposed, and black jeans. She went to the middle of the area and a magical circle, different from Ashe's, appeared beneath her. This one was green and unlike Ashe's didn't have ideograms or symbols on it. It had strange designs that looked like a plant with no flowers.

'In the name of the holy family of Lockhart, power of Mother Earth, the one that rules the world.' The circle slowly went up until it was around her waist. It closed in on her waist. 'Lend me your strength so I, Tifa, one of the mages blessed with your powers, will be able to hold under my orders the Cross of Creation.' The circle suddenly had a strong light and expanded to its previous size shining brightly. 'Show the mark and be born from it!'

A large black cross appeared in front of her and shone while feathers started falling. Tifa closed her eyes due to the light, and, after a second, the light disappeared and she saw a young man with blond hair, wearing a white shirt with a collar and a black cross on the back and a black pair of trousers. The man was also kneeling and looking at the floor like the brown-haired one.

'Are you Seifer Almasy, the Cross of Creation?' Tifa asked and walked towards him until she was in front of him. She didn't make any move, just stayed there and stared at the man, waiting for his response.

'Yes, I am,' he said and raised his head, 'the Cross of Creation.' He had green eyes that Tifa immediately liked…

Not only strong but handsome… I guess I'll enjoy this.

'Follow me then,' she said, and she turned her back with the man following two steps behind. She walked into the house and went to her chambers.

'Close the door,' she ordered and she lay on her bed. 'Well, this is the place where you will rest. You have the right to sleep wherever you want, sometimes even on my bed,' she said and looked at him, who had a look that showed he didn't care but he'd obey.

'You shouldn't walk in the house without asking me and I'll be the one that will take care of your personal needs,' she said, and touched her neck.

'Yes ma'am, as you say,' he answered with no emotion .

Like I've never met people like you… Lockharts… and he hid an expression of apathy.

'You will call me Miss Tifa and on some occasions perhaps even just Tifa,' she said and got up, walking towards him. She touched his cheek and then went a step back. 'But you need my permission for that.'

'Yes, Miss Tifa,' he said, just looking staright ahead. He had been in the same room so many times through the centuries. The Lockharts had the habit of giving this room, with the view of the twilight, to the daughter destined to be a mistress. Unlike the Dalmascas or other families that always took part in the war, they had prepared that specific room and raised all those mages in the same way. As a result, most were the same kind of people. He quickly glanced at her before staring away again.

And this one is no different. Even her appearance is similar to the previous ones…

Tifa stared at the window until she fall asleep… She had done it. She had called the warrior she wanted.


A young girl with black hair was sitting on the ground at the ruins of an ancient temple. She was wearing a black skirt and light blue shirt. Her hands were holding her waist and through her eyes anyone could figure the pain and the loneliness she felt.

She looked at the sky that this night seemed to have more and brighter stars. The weather was cold. It was like her powers expressed the psychological mess she felt.

Flashback

'I don't want to be involved in this!' the girl protested.

'Rinoa, whether you want it or not, you have to! It is your destiny! If you don't, another mage will order her warrior to come and kill you before you have the warrior. If you don't die, the wish will not come true.'

'So there are two possible ways for this to end: I die or I win' she stated and the man nodded. Rinoa turned her back and sighed.

'I am really sorry that you have to go through this, but please summon a warrior and try to survive…' her father said and touched her shoulder.

'She did it and she is dead,' Rinoa said. Her father's hand squeezed her shoulder.

'Yes…she did it but she was too late… She didn't hear my warnings and she summoned late, so the warrior that was left was weak compared to the others and she surrendered from the beginning.' The man hugged her from the shoulders.

'So it is pointless…'

'No… There have been only two summonings 'til now… Go and do it! Please… I've already lost a sister and a daughter, I can't lose you too.'

Rinoa stayed silent and then walked away, leaving the warm embrace of her father.

'I'll do it!' she said as she was at the door and stopped for a second. 'Tonight.'

End Flashback

'It's time,' she thought.

She got up and with tears in her eyes she raised her hands.

'I am a decendant of the Heartilly clan and I have come to this place for one and only purpose. Please, ancient forces, release the ice of my heart and bring for one more time into this world the one most suited for me to help my wish reach reality.'

From her feet a circle of ice grew until all the ruins were covered with thin ice. Rinoa's hot tears fell on the ice. Ice appeared from the ground and inside a man with silver hair wearing a grey pair of trousers and a white shirt without sleeves was sealed. The boy had his eyes closed.

Rinoa felt that she had to try a little harder to complete the summoning. She touched her heart and looked at the boy.

Release the ice of my heart.

And the ice broke. The boy, instead of crashing down, started falling gently on the ground and stopped when the boy was kneeling in front of Rinoa.

'Are you the one most suitable for me?' she asked

'Yes, I am the Wolf of Ice, Riku,' he answered.

'I am Rinoa Heartilly, your new mistress,' she said. The ice suddenly melted as the magic used around had decreased importantly. 'Follow me,' she said.

They went straight to Rinoa's room where he just stood at the door. Rinoa sat on a chair and looked at Riku.

'Well… I will bring a small bed for you to sleep on and I will show you the house. Although this is a big house and many could live here, there is only me and my Dad,' she said, and half-smiled. Riku didn't react; he just had a cold expression. 'Mm, if you want to eat or anything, just tell me…'

She went to the wardrobe and took out her nightclothes, which were black shorts that showed her legs and a black top.

'I'll go change… It would be better if you didn't go out of the room for tonight. Tomorrow morning I will introduce you to my dad and show you the house,' she said and went out of the room and headed for the bathroom. Riku relaxed a bit and looked at the room. It was quite big but plain, without much furniture, just a bed, a desk and a chair. There was a big window that showed the sea. Riku looked behind to see if she was going to come back and then went closer to the window so he could see the view clearer. It reminded him of something, so probably one of his previous mistresses from the Heartilly clan had this room or a room with this view. He went back to his position and waited for her to come. He had to admit that compared to most of his previous mistresses, this would be a gentle one. He couldn't be sure though because it was early, but his instincts were usually right. The only problem was that he usually felt the bad things to come, not the good.

Time will tell…

Rinoa returned and looked at him, who looked like he hadn't moved at all, surprised.

'Mm, for tonight you will sleep just with a cover, but I promise tomorrow you will have a real bed,' she said and he just stayed as he was. She went to her bed and lay down.

'Mmm, won't you lie down too?' she asked. Riku looked at her and just lay on the floor where he was standing. She looked at him and then looked away. After a while she looked again…

'Without wanting to be rude… You can talk right?' she asked.

'Yes, Mistress Heartilly, I've talked to you before,' he answered and closed his eyes.

'Right,' she said and turned so she could gaze at the window.

It surely fits him to be the warrior of ice.


As the sun was fading on the sea, a girl with short brown hair wearing jeans and a white shirt was lying on the sand. The beach was away from the city and abandoned. The girl waited for some hours until it was completely dark. As she lay there it was like she was sleeping, but in reality she was just waiting with closed eyes for the right moment, which had come.

She got up and went to the edge of the sand so her bare feet were wet by the sea's waves.

'Spirits of Thunder, Ixion, Quetzalcoatl, Ramuh, Adramelech, guide the warrior of Lightning before me and lend me his powers! I call you forth, Lion of Thunder!'

Instead of lightning appearing or things connected with thunder happening, the sea started being rough and huge waves made their appearance through the dark blue. They all came towards the summoner and were ready to fall on her. The sorceress quickly retreated to avoid being hit by them. She closed her eyes so water wouldn't fall in them. After opening them, she saw a blond man with sun-kissed skin was kneeling at the place she had stood before when she made the summoning. He wore black-blue shorts and a grey shirt with a hood. Going closer but not close enough for him to attack her, she asked,

'Are you the one I summoned?'

'Tell me the warrior you wanted to summon and I will tell you if I'm that one.'

'The Lion of Thunder.'

'Then, my mistress, I'm sorry, but I'm not the one you sought. I am Tidus, the Star of the Sea.'

The girl stayed silent, feeling the rage of the failure. Despite that, she managed to control herself, which was very difficult, and went even closer to the man.

'So now you are my servant?' she half asked, half stated. The man didn't answer; he just kept looking at the ground. 'Show me your face.'

And the man did as he was ordered. He had blue eyes like the sea.

This time I got a beautiful one…although she has weird eyes…one blue…one green…Anyway, I hope she won't die as soon as the others did.

'Follow me,' she said sharply.

They went to her house where she was living alone, being the only descendant of her family. As they entered the living room, she turned and said strictly to him,

'I am Yuna Rothweller from the well known family. I will show you where you will sleep and where you are allowed to go and where you are not tomorrow morning.'

'Yes mistress.'

'Exactly. That's how you must call me. Mistress Rothweller or Mistress Yuna. Of course, if we are in public, you will be permitted to call me Miss Yuna so we won't draw too much attention. Now go and sleep on the couch and don't even dare to go out of the living room.'

Yuna turned her back and went to her room, leaving Tidus all alone. When she turned the corner and she couldn't see him, he had an expression of boredom.

And this one is a sadist. Why am I always partnered with someone like her? And she was pretty…

Yuna entered her room, changed into her gown and threw the clothes she had been wearing on the floor because of her anger.

So I ended up with a nothing. I wonder why my summoning went wrong. Maybe he will know. Tomorrow I can be sure if he does or not.


A girl no older than fifteen with red hair to her shoulders and blue eyes was standing on the roof of the Fon Tarlien house, holding a book which she was reading. It was two hours before dawn. She went to the middle of the area and sat there looking at her watch.

'Only two hours left,' she whispered and continued reading.

When the sun started rising, she was already up, having left her book on the floor where she had been sitting. She went to the edge of the roof, in danger of falling. She raised her hands and closed her eyes.

'I stand upon the house of my ancestors that have held the same fate as I, Kairi, do. Powers of mine, release the light of the crown and bring the warrior most suited to me.'

The sun shone brightly and a figure appeared far away from the young woman. The person flew to the roof; his whole body, shining in light, came down on the ground slowly without raising his face. The young man fell gracefully on the ground, kneeling in front of his now-mistress. Kairi could see that the boy was young in appearance, with light brown spiked hair and a pendant of a crown hanging from his neck. He wore white shorts and boots, a white shirt and a white jacket. The youth raised his head and looked directly at his mistress, revealing his blue eyes.

'I am Sora, the Crown of Light, the warrior most suited to the powers of Holy.'

'I am Kairi Fon Tarlien, your new mistress. You shall follow me,' and she turned her back with him following.

They went downstairs and passed a room full of light where three men were sitting chatting. The boy followed her, looking around, admiring some pieces of art the family held, and tried to feel comfortable in his current home. As a result, he was a little behind. Kairi turned to him and said anxiously, 'Hurry up.'

Sora did so and ran next to her, nearly touching her hand. In her room, which was neither small nor big, she sat on her bed and looked at him.

'Take the keys that are on the table and lock the door,' she ordered, whispering. He did as ordered and then looked at her. 'Listen Sora, for the first days you must not, in no way, get out without my permission because we have guests. After their departure, things will be easier for you to walk in the house, but you must still be careful. There are some people that, although they are very close to me, related by blood, must in no way find out about my fate. In a few hours, the ones that know about me will come to tell me and you about how we will make arrangements.'

'Yes mistress,' Sora said and smiled, showing his optimistic side, despite the many wars he had faced in the past, surprising Kairi.

'Since we look like the same age, at least when we are alone, call me Kairi. After you meet the ones I want you to meet, I will tell you with whom you are able to talk freely and with whom you are not. I must go tell them that I succeeded. Do as I ordered.' And she left with a look of worry.

Sora walked up and down in the room only to stop slightly to open the window to see the view, which was just a garden, not even a beautiful one.

She must not be the favourite child, maybe the least favourite of her family. And she seems so nice. Since she holds the power of Holy, she deserves a better treatment.

Kairi, as she was walking towards her father's room, passed again the room with the three men. The door now was open wide and the men looked at her with a dirty look as she passed quickly. She knocked on the door and waited for an answer. Instead of her father, her eldest half-blood sister, from the first wife of her father, opened the door.

'What do you want, brat?' she asked sharply and rudely.

'Umm, I must talk with Father. It's an emergency,' Kairi said shyly in a low voice. Although she was from a family of mages, few actually had powers and through the years the knowledge of having mages in the family had been lost. Kairi was the only child that actually had powers except for a cousin who had decided not to use his powers and sealed them away. Despite that fact, her father never seemed to like her and always looked at her with a strange look that seemed like he was remembering something really bad. According to her cousin, who was some years older, her father had some powers but he wasn't strong like her.

'Father is resting now. I don't think he would like to see someone like you.'

'Please tell him. It's really an emergency. I'm sure this time he will listen to me for just two minutes.'

'Okay, wait here,' she said and closed the door on Kairi's face. After two minutes of waiting, the door opened again and her father came out.

'Father, I came to tell you that I succeeded. I have summoned the Crown of Light as I should,' she said, whispering, and kissed her father's hand.

'I see. I will come in a few hours to meet the so-called warrior of light along with your cousin.'

'Is Zack here?' Kairi asked with a voice that hid enthusiasm.

'Yes, he arrived an hour ago.'

'Thank you father. I will wait for him to come and see me.'


It was late in the afternoon in Twillight Town when, at the house of the two Strife orphans, brother and sister, the elder child came to the house with the shopping that the younger one had ordered him to bring.

'Naminé! I'm home… Come and help me!' the brother shouted as he entered.

'Don't shout here! This is not the army and I am not your soldier!' Naminé yelled back as she went to help him.

You are not the one to talk though…

'Now, give me some and let's go prepare dinner,' she said, but Cloud laughed and stopped her.

'Ha ha ha. No, you will make the dinner and all the things that go with it! I did the shopping,' he said and gave her all the bags he carried and went to his room, leaving Naminé holding the shopping which was really heavy.

As she was cooking, the phone rang.

'I'll get it!' Cloud shouted. 'Hello,' he said as he picked it up.

'Hello,' a boy's voice answered. 'May I speak with Naminé, please?' Cloud's face immediately looked annoyed.

'Yes' he said. 'Naminé! It's for you.' As she was about to pick the phone, he whispered at her, 'It's a boy.'

Naminé ignored him and took the phone. 'Hello?'

'Hi, Naminé! Could you tell me about that project in English?' the boy said. Namine didn't recognize the voice but went to find the notes about the project. Meanwhile Cloud was looking at her from the door. As she passed him, he looked at her angrily and she knew why.

When she returned he was still there. 'Okay! I brought it… What would you like to know?' she asked.

'Mmm, everything' he answered. Naminé sighed and started telling him about the essay. 'The subject is pollution and you choose what kind of pollution you want to specify. You should do it as a presentation and if you want with a team. Make sure to find a variety of materials.'

'Sorry to interrupt you but you do know who I am… right?' the voice asked.

'Actually no… but you are probably Hayner or that other friend of Olette's,' she answered cooly and without showing that she cared about none of the three friends.

'So you do know my name…' he said enthusiastically and Namine's expression changed to than of annoyance.

'Yes. Shall I continue?' she asked sharply.

'Yes, I am sorry,' the boy said happily and she continued. 'As I said make sure to find a variety of materials and to learn them. The presentation shouldn't be more than 15 minutes and no less than ten.' She looked at the clock. 'Wait a sec,' she said and turned to Cloud. 'Go and take a look at the food.'

'Is that your brother?' he asked when she took the phone again.

'Yes,' she answered coldly and continued.

'Okay, that's it! You should find someone to pair up with.' she said and was ready to hang up the phone.

'Say, Naminé… Do you like movies?' he asked .

'No, bye,' she said and closed the phone. Her brother was right behind her listening to her conversation. As she turned, she walked into him.

'Did you check the food or were you here eavesdropping on my conversation?' she asked as she went to the kichen. She looked at the food. 'Thank God! It is alright.'

'Who was it?' he asked and he sat at the chair.

'A classmate,' she answered, uninterested in the conversation he was about to start.

'Just that?' he insisted.

'From my side, yes,' she answered 'In five minutes we are eating. Go get the plates and help with the table since you are here.'

'Yes ma'am!' he said and she laughed. When everything was ready, they sat to eat. The food was soup. Cloud started eating as Naminé just looked at him.

'What?' he asked.

'You seemed like you were jealous…' she said and started eating.

'Mmm, I am the only one that has the right to protect you, so I am just doing my job as good as I can,' he said.

She let it pass and they ate in silence.

After two hours, they were both in the living room watching a funny TV show. Cloud stopped watching and looked at her. After a moment she felt his look on her and looked at him.

'What…?' she asked. He got up and went nearer her.

'I have the need to tickle you,' he said and she jumped up and ran away.

'No!' she said smiling. This was a usual game that always ended up in a run around the house. They had liked it even years before their parents had died. It brought memories of the family life they had lost; it brought memories of the life they had created and lost.

When he finally caught her, they fell on the floor together and she looked at him. 'I have a feeling that this will end before we are able to understand it,' she said.

'Never! We will always be together!' he said. 'I will always be the one that will protect you,' he said.

'No…' she whispered.

'Why?'

'Because soon I will be an adult and you will eventually fall in love and move out and I will eventually find a boyfriend or someone who will come and take care of me.'

'Well, this someone will have to prove to me that he is worthy to be my replacement.'

Suddenly a sound of breaking glass was heard and the brother and sister immediately stood up.

'I'll go check, stay here,' he ordered her, taking out of a drawer a gun.

Before he could move, a boy with brown spiked hair holding a sword appeared. Naminé had a face full of terror. Cloud raised the gun and aimed for the boy, who seemed like Naminé's age. The boy walked towards the younger Strife and he raised his sword, ignoring Cloud's presence. But before he was able to harm the girl, Cloud went closer and placed the gun at the boy's back.

'Stop where you are! Drop your weapon and raise your hands,' Cloud said. The boy looked at Cloud out of the corner of his eye and said bitterly, 'I wish I could' and the boy shone brightly and sent Cloud at the wall.

'Cloud!' Naminé yelled and ran to her brother. The boy looked at her and she looked bravely back, although all her being was shaking from fear. Yet this boy walked towards her, raising his sword and placing it to her throat.

'Although you won't believe me… I am so sorry,' he said, and raised the sword again to take her head.

'But I am not,' she said strongly, raised her left hand holding her brother's gun and shot at the boy's leg. She ran away from him, realizing that the one he wanted to kill was her, something that was really confusing since she was just a high schooler.

He looked at her and jumped, wanting to hit her fatally. She took advantage of her speed and ran again, although she knew that in the end she would die or she would dare to kill the boy. She held the gun tightly and looked for the boy, who was in front of her brother.

'No,' she whispered, and following her instinct she shot again. This time though the boy was ready and used his sword to dodge her attack, which would have hit him in the chest.

'Get away from him!' she yelled and held the gun tighter.

'Drop your weapon,' the boy said, 'or else…' and placed the sword on Cloud's throat. Her hand immediately left the gun. She fell on the ground and closed her eyes. The boy though didn't come; he was still holding the sword on Cloud's throat. Naminé grabbed the gun again and shot, but missed. She ran to her brother and fell on him, using her body as his shield. The boy raised his sword and was ready to kill both of them.

As the last bit of hope of surviving disappeared, all her insides screamed for one last time, for help to God, to a saint, to anyone who could save her brother and herself. She closed her eyes, resting her head on her brother's chest. Then she suddenly heard the sound of two swords hitting each other and saw a boy with blond spiked hair holding two swords, both black, fighting back. The boy was wearing a pair of black trousers, a black shirt with sleeves and a white jacket. The other boy went back and ran away. The new one looked back at the blonds. Namine got up, looking at him.

'You saved me?' she asked.

The boy kneeled in front of her, saying nothing. Before Namine could do anything, Cloud woke up. He looked around dizzily and when he saw the new boy he got up immediately.

'Cloud!' Naminé said and fell on him, hugging him. 'Are you all right? Should we go to a hospital?' she asked, completely forgetting about her savior. She was ready to cry… She hugged him again even tighter.

'I am all right! I am all right!' he said as she was hugging him tighter. 'Can you let me go now?' he asked.

'Yes, I am sorry,' she said and got up. Cloud looked at the boy who was like a kneeling statue.

'Who is that?' he asked.

'I don't know, but he saved us,' she said.

'Who are you?' he asked him, but the boy didn't even react. Cloud looked at Naminé, who looked back at him and then at the boy. She went closer and kneeled in front of him, touched his face with her hand and made him look at her.

'Who are you?' she asked looking into his blue eyes.

'Don't get that close!' Cloud protested, although neither of the two blonds seemed to listen to him.

'I am your servant Roxas, the Soul of Abyss, my mistress,' he said and looked down again.

'My what?' Naminé asked and at the same time Cloud said, 'A what?'

'I am your servant in this decade's war,' Roxas said. Naminé looked at Cloud and Cloud looked at her, then they both looked at Roxas.

'Are you sure you haven't hit your head anywhere?' Naminé asked, concerned.

'And I said don't get that close!' Cloud said and grabbed Naminé around the waist, pulling her back. Before he was able to do anything else, Roxas went in front of Naminé and raised his swords.

'Hey hey hey… what do you think you are doing?' Naminé asked.

'Anyone who harms my mistress must be killed,' he answered.

'What?' both Strifes asked.

'And you were ready to harm my mistress, so you must die,' he said and raised both swords. Namine immediately went in front of Cloud.

'Wait a second… First of all I am not your mistress, second there is no war going on that I am involved in,' she said, 'And to hit my brother, you have to hit me' The swords disappeared from his hands and Namine along with Cloud took a step back.

What the hell…

'Care to explain?' Namine asked and Roxas nodded.


Kairi was walking towards her room and when she was right outside her door, someone grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into the room.

Sora there, shocked from the sudden movement, had his sword out and when he saw Kairi being held, with someone's hand on her mouth, he attacked so Kairi would be released. The man had dark hair and was also wearing black clothes. Kairi, surprised, looked at the man, who was looking surprised to start with at Sora and then looked at Kairi smiling.

'Zack?' she asked.

'The one and only at your service,' he said and made a small bow. Kairi laughed and touched Sora's hand which was holding that raised sword.

'It's okay,' she said and went to Zack's arms. 'You are back,' she said and smiled. 'I was so alone the last two years… I don't know if I could have survived without your letters of support.'

Zack hugged her again and then, as he was looking into her eyes, he said proudly, 'But you managed to do it!' He looked at Sora. 'I suppose you are the Crown of Light,' he stated, and Sora nodded.

'Zack, this is Sora, the warrior I summoned, and Sora, this is Zack, my favourite cousin, one of my most valuable friends!' she introduced.

'Nice to meet you,' Zack said.

Sora nodded doubtfully. 'Me too, Sir Zack.'

'Zack,' the man who was elder in appearance corrected, smiling in a friendly way. 'Can I call you Sora?'

'You can call me as my mistress allows and I will call you as my mistress orders' was the answer. Zack looked at Kairi.

'Well then, Sora, you can call Zack by his first name usually, and Zack, you can call Sora by his first name.'

There was a moment of silence, which Kairi broke. 'I need to tell you something' and she turned to the door and cast a spell that blocked the sound from inside to outside, and then locked it. 'Listen… My father is the only other one that knows about my powers, all the rest of my family doesn't. Zack and I are the only ones that have powers from the children of the family. In front of my father, who we probably won't see a lot, you must be really formal. He is the leader of the family and he demands from me to succeed so some of the company's incomes will increase.'

'But of course this isn't Kai's wish, so even if she wins, this won't happen, but that …' he said, trying to find the suitable word without insulting a lot. 'Man' was the result, which in no way was the word he thought, 'simply knows nothing of feelings and wishes and the rules of the war.' He then looked at Kairi. 'Have you considered my last proposition?'

'Yes and the answer is still no. I cannot come with you… and I doubt if they will let me.'

'Anyway, this isn't important yet… We have to make sure that you will survive…' he said. 'Mm, listen, I have to tell you something also … I know that you will be very angry with me and you will be absolutely right, I am mad with myself,' he started.

'Zack, whatever you did, I will never be really mad at you….' Kairi said.

'Well… it is a bit difficult… Mm, did you remember that I told you I decided not to have anything to do with magic?' She nodded. 'Well, I did… I had to lie to you because your father told me and I am still not allowed to tell you, but….' he said and looked away. 'Fuck the damned man!'

'Zack…' Kairi said and touched his hand.

'I am not finished… There is also something even worse… He made me search for those months for other mages that are the destined ones to take part in the war… and I did and I told him the three I found…' he said.

'So my first order as a mistress is to attack one of them,' she said.

'Look, two of them are Ashe Dalmasca and Tifa Lockhart, so no, but the third is someone from Twilight who hasn't summoned the warrior yet… and she is not aware of her powers, so if you attack and kill her before she does, it's one enemy less,' he said. 'I am so sorry.'

Kairi looked away and said after a moment, 'It's not like you wanted to…' she said, and turned to him, 'so I guess it's okay.'

Suddenly the door tried to open and they heard Kairi's father's voice. 'Open!'

'Yes, Father,' Kairi said and looked at the other two men. She went and opened the door.

'Why did you lock it, stupid girl?' her father said, ignoring Zack and Sora's presences. Seeing that Zack wouldn't interefere, he went a step forward with his sword that he was still holding.

'Excuse me, Sir Fon Tarlien, but if you talk to my mistress like that, I will have to interfere' he said. The man looked surprised that someone actually defended Kairi, since usually everyone was against her with the exception of Zack and her late mother.

'You must be the warrior… I wanted to talk to you…' he said and made a movement with his hand so Kairi and Zack would get out. They were ready to obey but Sora went in front of the door, preventing them.

'I am not allowed to be away from my mistress. My duty is to protect her so I must always be with her.'

The man seemed offended but didn't have an angry reaction. 'Okay then, I wanted to talk to you about the mistress matter anyway,' he said. Kairi and Zack looked at him and Sora raised an eyebrow slightly but there wasn't any other reaction.

'Well, I am not a man that likes to talk a lot, so I will get straight to the point. Is there a possibility that Kairi could be replaced or surrender her place to me?'

Kairi and Zack gasped from the shock. Sora glared at the man.

Could he really be that offensive towards his own daughter…?

Then he thought that this was the perfect chance to show him how Kairi had to be respected. He smiled and looked at Kairi, who was, along with Zack, looking at him for his answer.

'You want to replace your daughter?' he asked.

'She is not worth such a chance, she will lose. Since she was little, she has had a pathetic character,' he said.

Zack caressed Kairi's shoulder and she touched his hand, hiding the pain she felt. Sora looked at the man coldly with a smile on his face.

'No, you are not worth to be my master,' the boy answered.

'What?'

'You are not worth to be my master. First of all you are not powerful enough, second you are a man and only mistresses exist, and mainly I am the warrior that holds the power of light, so only the mage, who is also a sorceress, which you are not, who has the power of holy can summon me,' he said and glared at the man. He just stared at him, shocked that someone actually dared to say no to him.

'I will obey my mistress and only her, so she can win and her greatest wish will come true,' he said.

The man shook his head and looked at the boy. 'Nice joke… Okay, now let's get serious.'

'I am serious,' Sora answered back. 'You can't be my master, no one's master. Maybe you should start realizing who your daughter is,' he said and the man went a step back. 'Also, I may look young but I've lived for centuries and my reason for existence is fighting for my mistresses and protecting them…' he said and passed the message to the man in front of him, 'so watch your actions in front of me.'

The man looked at him and then turned to Kairi, ignoring the obvious warning. 'You come here!'

Kairi obeyed and slowly went some steps closer. He grabbed her hand and whispered in her ear, 'Eliminate the weak witch. I will not accept failure.'

He then let go of her and waited for the command. She looked at Zack and then at Sora with a look that said, 'I am sorry.'

'Sora, go and kill the witch that hasn't summoned the warrior yet,' she said. 'But if by accident anything happens, retreat immediately. Go!' she said and Sora left immediately so the man wouldn't be able to object.

Zack behind her was both sad and happy for his cousin. Relieved that finally someone actually did something for her and sad that he wasn't able to do that even once.


At the Strife house, the Strifes and the newcomer, Roxas, were sitting in the living room.

'It seems that you don't know about magic and the mages that exist.' Naminé nodded.

'Well, they do,' he said, and from Naminé's look he suspected that she couldn't believe it. 'They really do,' he said. Roxas then looked at her with a look that caused Naminé to be afraid of the next thing she was about to hear. Surprisingly, before either of the two could say anything…

'Is Naminé one of them? That's why you and the other came, right?' Cloud asked.

'No…' Naminé said, and looked at Roxas for support

'Yes,' he said simply. Naminé had a relieved look, and then Roxas added, 'She is… and not even a regular one. Not just a mage, she is also a sorceress,' he said. Naminé at that moment was ready to black out. She got up to go take another glass of water, but as she walked, she nearly fainted from the shock.

Cloud and Roxas immediately ran next to her, who hadn't lost consciousness but her legs weren't strong enough to hold her. Roxas was ready to take her into a hug in order to carry her somewhere comfortable where she could lie.

'I am the one that will take care of her,' Cloud said and carried her to the sofa.

After a while she had regained her self-control. 'Okay, tell me the rest.'

'Okay… The reason I and the other boy came is because you are one of the ten mages and sorceresses that have the gift to take part in a war between them. If you win, the prize is your greatest wish coming true. Warriors like me are summoned in order to be used as weapons. This war has been going on for ten thousand years,' Roxas said, and looked at her to see if she had taken the news calmly. As a matter of fact she was okay… She had something like a numb face, but she seemed to be okay.

'And? I fear it will not be good,' she asked.

'This war goes on every ten years,' he said.

'And every time the same mages take part until they die?' Cloud asked.

'No, because… there are two ways for this to end, you win or you die,' he said plainly and looked at Naminé. But the one that had the most outraged reaction was Cloud.

'What the fuck! So freaks will come attacking my sister? This is even worse than guys calling and her flirting!' he said angrily without actually realizing what he had said. 'How dare they? My sister!'

'Cloud, calm down! I am the one that is probably going to die… I took it calmer…' she said.

'No, Naminé! I am the one that has to protect you! The only one,' he said and hugged her. 'I can't lose you too.'

'You are wrong here… The one that will protect her and rightfully has the position of her guardian and escort is me! After her death or her victory I will fade away and wait for the next decade in a place beyond time and reality for the next summoner,' Roxas said.

'And you will never rest?' Naminé said. 'You will fight forever?'

'Yes…' Roxas said. Naminé, without being able to understand it, felt a pity for the man in front of her…

'Listen, boy! I don't care about you or your past or your future… You do not have a right to my sister, not to protect her, nothing! I have taken care of her for three years now and I will continue to do so… If you don't like that, the door is there!' he said and pointed to the door.

'Cloud! Behave yourself! This is not the right time for this and you know it! This is a serious situation Roxas and I have been drawn into. Go and bring me a glass of water,' she said, but he didn't move, still glaring at Roxas who looked back at him with a stubborn look. 'Cloud! I spoke!' Naminé said and she looked angrily at her brother, who unenthusiastically went to the kitchen, but he went backwards without leaving them alone for a second more.

'Listen, I have to tell you something before he comes… Do not worry about other stuff like me now…. Worry about you and about your brother.'

'Is he also in danger?' she asked

'Probably… He may be used so people could hurt you or come closer to you,' he said. Cloud returned from the kitchen, flashed a glare at Roxas, and handed Namine a class of cold water.

'Thank you,' she said.

'Ah, I forgot to tell you that Naminé and I will sleep in the same room so I will be able to protect her better.' Roxas said.


Ok. Another thing the story is nearly finished so I don't need anything but someone to urge me to upload the second chapter to do so.

Thank you for taking your time to read my humble story. Have a good day!