I am too poor to own anything, and I have never made a cent off anyone else. This is just an interesting thought, turned into daydream, that is now in words. Just imagine a grand design of some of the stories in Final Fantasy. All of them added together, all of them interacting, and all of them intersecting to make one giant plot, on a small place. Hope you enjoy my favorites interacting all in one city. This is Metro De Finale.
The stars were beautiful that night. That is was what everyone was thinking. The light-charade of the night over the same old city. With all of it's flaws, with all of it's fun. Crystal city was a shinning utopia, and a blind dystopia. The light of the moon coated the dirty downtown, and the glossy uptown.
It was the apartments of a nameless street, in an old part of the city. With fourteen floors, and a new one designed within the next year or so. Each room a different person or couple, each floor a different story. It stood as tall as the warriors within her. This was the apartment of the Final Dream.
A young athlete of the blondest blonde drifted down the river-road that passed by our Final Dream apartments. He rowed the small rowboat as a beautiful young girl looked at the map trying to figure out where they were. "Tidus, take a left up at the next fork."
"Wait, your left or my left?" Tidus asked as he was facing her. Yuna rose her head out of her map with one eyebrow cocked up into her light brown bangs. "Your right." He said, knowing it was evident. The water parted on the Venice like street, as the boat turned at the fork and flowed down to a dead end.
"We're here!" Yuna chirped as Tidus secured the boat to the side of concrete dock. She looked around at their new home, then jumped off the boat and ran up the ramps to the street level, with Tidus, anxiously behind her. "Wow. I have never been to a city this big before, it's so different then back home, isn't Tidus?"
"Yeah, getting transferred to play Blitz here in Crystal city is quite a change. I know our dads are off trying to spread the good word against sin, but hey Auron is in the city. So at least we have a friend across town."
"Tidus, the greatest thing about going somewhere new is meeting new people. So don't shoo new people away."
"All right, I'll be nice to everyone I meet. I won't trouble anybody here." Tidus said rolling his eyes from one side to the next. The building stood tall. Glass walls ,as solid as steel, laced upward into the sky. Fourteen floors, several people, all for people who can pay with gil. Tidus and Yuna walked in through the back door and found a cute little white creature with a red pompom on its head. "You must be the new tenants, Kupo."
"Yup that's us." Tidus said with a energetic smile.
"Well then, let me see. Ah! Kupo! Yes, you two are on the tenth floor, room one. See ya next week for your first payment., Kupo" The little creature sunk beneath the desk and a small key rose out of the desk through a slot. Yuna grabbed the key and skipped down the hall way to the elevator at the core of the building.
Tidus waved, as he announced, "I think I'm gonna see the lounge."
"Alright, see you up stairs, super star." Yuna said coyly as the elevator closed.
Tidus grinned as he strolled into the lounge. The different hues of the leather furniture, the crystal pillars, the Ivory stair case leading up stairs to a bar across the wall on the second floor. One wall, two floors tall, was transparent glass. There were tables all around upstairs, and stools lined the bar's edge. The place looked classy, and at the same time homey. Tidus walked up to the counter and hit the bell. It rang only once and a pointy hat emerged from behind the counter. "What?" Said the little guy.
He shook his head and hit a small button, raising the floor behind the bar until he was eye level with his customer. "Hello welcome to Black Magic. I'm here to serve."
Tidus looked at this little guy casting magic all around the back of the bubbling the brews, and mixing the martinis. His patchwork coat and striped pants did not match his leather burlap wizards hat. The little mage turned around to the amazement in Tidus' face. The blitz player was surprised to see that there was no face to see on the little mage, just a pair of yellow lights that blinked every now and then. "So what's your name little guy?" Tidus said trying to be courteous.
"My name is Vivi, I own the building we are in," he said as he looked around with admiration. "Took a lot of work to get this place built, had to invest in a few companies. I even had to make a few products like soft. but I made this place strong enough to hold out until the end of the world I bet."
"Wow, you built it yourself. That must have taken a while." Tidus said noticing the detail of the building as a whole.
"Well I had a lot of friends help, after a while. But that is too long a story! You want a drink?" Vivi said gently.
"No I'm ok, I wanna go check out my room." Tidus said leaving the classy establishment.
"Well don't be a stranger! We all live under one roof, now don't we?" Vivi said swishing his wand around, so that the harp began to play on the stage in the lounge. Going up and down the scale playing an old tune everyone in the building knew all too well.
Bang, bang, bang. Tidus walked up the stairs to hear the distant clash of metal as he reached the junction of the seventh and eight floors. Fire and blizzard were being cast everywhere, and two girls were standing at the side line. Half laughing, half arguing; the two brunette females pushed each other and rooted for the two fighting on the seventh floor. Tidus looked in, saw the ridiculous bullshit through the glass window, paused a moment, stared into nothing, then walked up to the tenth floor, trying to comprehend the scene he had just watched.
Inside the seventh floor, the usual Wednesday contest was going on. Or rather, it was the most probable outcome of the friendly Wednesday gathering. Squall and Rinoa always walked down stairs to see the four residents of the seventh floor. Squall dressed in his short sleeve, half chest jacket for the summer season, his half dozen belts still decorated his waist, and his chain still hung the old Griever around his neck. "I am so sick of your attitude you chocobo headed jackass! Squall roared, gunblade swinging left and right. Rinoa sat on Tifa's couch with her and laughed as the two boys tried to kill each other once again after another hot-headed battle on their playstaions. Rinoa wore the old blue dress without the sleeves, with the cloth tubes on her forearms. Tifa, sitting next to Rinoa, wore a similar skirt and no sleeves, only it was black. They laughed and gossiped about the normal girl talk, dates, habits, love life generalities, and sometimes those dirty little secrets that destroy a guy's image...forever.
The seventh floor was separated into four bedrooms, but it had an open room that everyone could walk in from the elevator and the stairs. Thick glass encased the level and the only non-transparent walls surrounded the bedrooms. "Squall, you will regret this you asshole!" Cloud barked as he whipped the buster sword round his head over and over before casting fire. The flames sent Squall into the glass, but the clear wall was not even scratched by the impact of his many belts, chains, and zippers. Squall stood up and looked at him with the same calm stare he gave Cloud after every argument.
He frowned, put the gunblade away, said "Whatever," crossed his arms and swung his hair over his face. Cloud also withdrew his weapon, crossed his arms, but only answered the truce with a 'hmph.' Tifa and Rinoa laughed at the two guys acting parallel to each, with their overly cool attitudes and body language.
"You guys are hopeless." Tifa said staring fondly at Cloud.
"I thought you two would have learned by now. You guys are too much of the same person to kill another." Rinoa said with the same old childish tone.
Both of the guys looked at the girls and retaliated with a "Fuck you." As they both got pissy and left the room. Squall to the stairs, and Cloud to his room. Tifa and Rinoa, burst out in a new wave of uncontrollable laughter.
"Looks like they have to go check their Facebook and bad mouth each other!" Tifa said between heavy breaths.
"Looks like they'll be in the corner all night!" Rinoa said, before she was consumed by their chuckles. "Well," Rinoa started as their recovery pause came to an end. "I should go help Squall, he needs a little support, even though he doesn't like showing it.
"Yeah, I should go and massage Cloud, he has been overly stressed since he and Barrett destroyed that reactor on the outside of town." The disdain taking the glow from her face.
"You two are still working with that guy? He is quite the environmentalist, isn't he?" Rinoa commented.
"Yeah, he wants to take out all of the Shinra energy reactors. They keep polluting the air and water; and besides the corporation is just downright evil." Returned Tifa.
"They sure are, I wonder if they help any of the people from the Galbadia Guild across town. They have been bothering a lot of my friends, and they keep taking Squall's jobs. He said him and the rest of his graduating class of Garden State might have to go all out." Rinoa said with a mix of caution, and concern.
Tifa, looked outside the glass wall to see the whole of Crystal city. It spread miles. She glanced back before saying, "Garden State, the merc school right? Where you two met at the graduation dinner?"
"Yes, it was such a beautiful night. It was right after I broke up with his old rival, Seifer." Rinoa spoke, before her face was dimmed by her woe, "I hear he didn't graduate. I hope he is still fighting the good fight you know?"
Tifa nodded, before saying her farewells and departing for Cloud's room. Rinoa left and walked up to the eighth floor. There was no huge amount of space, not like the seventh floor that had a center room that you could land a jumbo-fucking jet in. There was a hall that opened into a small lounging area. It was circular, with hallways on each side. One towards the stairs, one that lead to an elevator. Rinoa sat on the couch and looked about, The four bedrooms were much larger, than that of the seventh level. She lived at the northwestern corner, which was right across from Squall's, his was southeast.
Though it seemed they were dating, the couple never had an intimate moment in their short lives. She was enamored with Squall. His strength, his calmness, his cold eyes. She admired his ability to lead others, graduating top of his class, Squall was the most promising merc in the city. He had a binding contract to free her friends from the 'Timber Park oppression.' Where the Galbadian merc's were hired to control all the people, and to make use of any and all means of power. Rinoa had known many of the resistance groups there. She couldn't wait to get a hold of Watts, but he was doing a reconnaissance mission, "That silly granola," Rinoa said under her breath, "He might get caught, and then Squall would have to do some creative thinking." Which was not his specialty – clearly.
Rinoa heaved a great sigh and returned to her room, where her faithful dog Angelo was waiting for her to come back to bed and snuggle. Her face brightened and not so soon after, the sky was bright as well. Dawning a new day, of a whole new journey.