A Hero in the Making

By Rasengan 2 de face

Disclaimer: I don't own any FFVIII characters.

Chapter 1 Fait Liongod's Background till the Present Day

It happened 17 years ago. A baby was born but at the same time, the inevitable happened. The Lunar Cry!

The mother cried, "Why did it have to happen today!"

As the monsters came pouring down, the family went to seek shelter nearby but was too late. The flood of monsters came flooding in and ripped the baby from his loving mother's hands. The women screamed as she saw her baby being taken away as if it was a small boat, stranded out at sea and then, she lost sight of her precious baby.

The monsters were extremely hungry and was about to dig into their pray when the baby glowed. It looked magical, almost spiritual when the baby protected himself from the ambitious monsters. It went on for quite some time as the baby was taken away to an unknown island.

As the flood receded, the baby was abandoned on the coast of a nearby island. The baby cried and cried, wanting to be taken care of as well as getting the attention of others until mysterious figures appeared. The crying stop and he looked up and saw two people or what he thought looked like people. The two mysterious figures picked up the baby and took him to their village.

These two figures were of the Shumi tribe and raised the baby as their own. They did not know what to name him and decided to call him Fait Liongod as it was written on his clothing. The Shumi's thought him everything they know such as building and engineering but what Fait had a real knack for was fighting. They first found this out when he was 8. Fait found a toy gunblade while walking around the village. He picked it up and like instinct; he got into his fighting stance and slashed at the trunk of the tree. The tree looked like it was about to fall over but didn't as Fait only sliced the tree to its centre. The boy was amazed and stared at the tree but the ones who were really amazed was the Shumi as they saw the whole performance. They quickly told the chief Shumi and he was surprised at how much strength he as gained and figured it was time to train him in the secret art of the gunblade.

And so, he had trained himself with a practice gunblade until he reached the age of 15 where he became a master of the Shumi-gunblade style. It was then time for his final test which was a fight between him and his master. Fait was nervous as he never fought against his master before in a real fight because in the practice ones, he knew his master was taking it easy on him and so, he knows now that he is going to fight with all his strength. The time has arrived and they both entered the arena. They bowed politely and got into their fighting stances. They both waited for the other to make their move. In a blink of an eye, it was Fait that made the first move and slashed at his master. His master parried the attack almost effortlessly but was soon caught off balance as Fait jumped into the air and looked as if he was going to attack the master from above. The master was prepared for an aerial attack from Fait but with Fait's amazing speed, disappeared from the master's field of vision. He was surprised that Fait had gained this strength and speed but he could detect his presence from behind him and so the master jumped to avoid the back attack. They both got back into their stance and prepared themselves for another wave of attack. This time, it was the master's turn to attack and a barrage of jabs flew towards Fait. He tried to parry them but they were too powerful and that power made Fait go backwards. As Fait composed himself, he couldn't see his master anywhere but then, out of nowhere, he was behind him and stabbed Fait through his arm. A glass-shattering scream poured out of Fait and he fell to the floor, clutching his arm.

"I must win! I must win! I must win!" repeated Fait to himself.

His desire to be the best overcame him and suddenly, he glowed just like that time 15 years ago! Fait stood up but got into a stance that no-one in the Shumi tribe have ever seen before. The master was very impressed as he knew that Fait had unlocked the power deep within him and soon, they were fighting again. Fait swung left and right with tremendous speed and power. The master only barely parried his attacks but had to dodge most of them as they became more powerful with each swing and each pull of the trigger. Fait's last swing made the master fall to the floor but the master was quick to come back onto his feet but Fait was no where in sight. The next thing he knew was that Fait had his gunblade, resting right up against his master's throat.

The words "I win" was whispered into the master's ear and they both laid down their weapons.

"Well done, Fait!" congratulated the master. "You have become a very strong young man."

With this, the test ended and the award ceremony began. Fait was given a special gunblade as a reward for passing his test.

"Fait, I shall give you my own personal gunblade that I have crafted many years ago in my prime." Said the master

"But master, I can't take this! This is yours…"

"Which I'm now passing onto you, so you remember us in your adventures."

"What do you mean by remember you and adventures?" asked Fait, "I'm not going anywhere!"

"Oh! But you are because there is something out there in the world that is waiting for you. You must seek it out and grab onto it. You are destined for great things! Go now and pack your things. You will leave at dawn!"

And so, the ceremony had ended. Fait was in his room, packing his suitcase when his master came in.

"May I come in?" asked his master.

"You know you'll come in whether or not I say no" Fait pointed out.

"Anyway, I have a gift for you."

"The gunblade's enough so I don't want anymore gifts!"

"Be quiet. This is my gift to you. I'm giving you this special battle suit for you to wear. It'll strengthen the user as well as giving the user flexibility."

The suit consisted of black trousers, black shirt, black shoes, blue gloves and a long white coat.

"This is awesome! Thanks" exclaimed Fait whilst hugging his master.

His master hugged him back and then taught him another way of using this special gunblade.

"This is my personal gunblade but it can be repaired at any shop. It's called the Hyperion XLR. It's an adaption of the Hyperion but with nearly all the faults taken out. It's lighter and more powerful than the typical Hyperion. You should rest now because tomorrow, you'll start your journey."

The next day, Fait is ready to get going on his journey and he was wearing the battle suit. He is surrounded by 'his family' as well as his friends. The chief stepped forward and said, "I have arranged for you to attend Balamb Garden but first you have to sit the entrance exam which is a fight between you and an examiner. To get there, just get the train all the way to the last stop. Here's your train ticket. Don't lose it and take care."

"Thank you chief! Well … I better get going now. Bye everyone!" shouted Fait.

Everyone waved good bye to Fait and was swollen up with emotion. Fait arrived at the train station, feeling nervous but at the same time excited as this is his first time on a train and to a school with pupils just like him.

As he got on the train, he was asked for his ticket by the train master. Fait showed him his ticket and got it stamped. The train master got a glimpse of Fait's gunblade and asked, "You trying out for Balamb Garden I take it?"

Fait jumped in response to the question as he wondered how he knew but then realised that his gunblade was out and in full view of the public.

"Yes I am. I really hope I get in!" said Fait

"I wish you luck mate. I'm sure you'll do fine." Reassured the train master.

Fait was handed back his ticket and sat down in his seat. As he sat down, he was so excited about being on the train that he was feeling sleepy. He eventually fell into a deep sleep and dreamt about something he has actually never dreamt before. He dreamt of his past. He dreamt about the Lunar Cry. He dreamt about him being taken away from his real parents but the real heart ache for him was the look on his mother's face. The face of a distraught mother.

Fait woke up with a jump and found himself, crying in his sleep. He quickly wiped the tears of his face and composed himself as he saw the Garden from the train window. As the train stopped, he was the first one to get off the train and found himself standing outside Balamb Garden with Hyperion in his hand.

What adventures will be waiting for Fait Liongod and what kind of friends will he make?

Thanks for reading everyone. Please review and criticise on how I can make this better.