This is my first Medabots & FF crossover story, but I have seen so much of the series that I know a good amount to start my own fic about it. I hope you like it!

Chapter 1: Metabee's New Chance

It's been a quite a few years since my Dad's been in any kind of Medabot tournament. I didn't even know he was a Medafighter, to tell you the truth. But, before getting to that, I'd better introduce myself.

My name is Kilia Caitrioth. I was orphaned at the age of eight. My parents were killed in a house fire that burned down the entire apartment we lived in. The worst part, it started from the apartment one floor below us. I have two older brothers, well, had. The eldest, Dan, died protecting me after he took he and jumped out the window in one last attempt. He didn't die right away. When the paramedics got him to the nearest hospital, he died saying one last thing. "You and Firo...are the ones...don't let...the Medabots and humans...die..." And that was it. Dan was only twenty-two. When Firo, the second eldest, at the age of twelve, came to the hospital and into the room where Dan had died, he saw me crying at his deathbed. Firo and I are the only family we have left.

That changed after I turned ten, and Firo turned fourteen. A kind man, who went by the name of Ikki Tenryou, came by the orphanage we were living at. He saw us, and I could tell there was sadness in his eyes. He talked to the headmaster of the orphanage, and offered to adopt us. We were happy that we were going to finally leave that hell-hole we were in. Of course, Firo would always stay by my side, no matter what. Like I said before, we were the only family we had left.

Well, now that introductions are done, let's get started with the story, shall we?

It was three days before my seventeenth birthday. Me and Firo were out walking around town with our good friend Cassie, but she preferred to be called Shadow. Don't ask why, cause I don't have a single clue. Anyways, Shadow was going on and on about how you shouldn't feed a dog chocolate. Frankly, me and Firo were getting tired of it. Only Firo, who was now twenty-one, had the courage to interrupt her.

"Hey, have you seen the robattle last night?" He asked her.

"What robattle?" She asked confused.

This was typical for Shadow. She wasn't really into Medabots, so she saw no reason to even THINK of watching the robattle.

"Warbandit was AWESOME!" I said excitedly. "I wish I could robattle."

"Get a Medabot then." Shadow said.

I shook my head. "I can't."

"Why not?"

Firo answered that question as if it was obvious. "Because, they're so damn expensive, that's why."

"Geez, no need to be rude." Shadow muttered loudly, as if she WANTED Firo to hear her. That was when she got an idea. "Why don't you ask your dad if HE could get you one."

I answered that one. "He won't let us get one."

Shadow stopped walking. Me and Firo stopped as well and looked at her. She had a look of surprise on her face. "How come?" She asked.

I shrugged. "Dunno. He just won't."

She scoffed, which didn't really make Firo happy. I held his hand tight, letting him know that he shouldn't let that agitate him. He relaxed.

One little thing with me and Firo, we're, in some way, twins. We look alike, facial wise. We have the same color hair, which is white, although, the lengths were VERY different. He liked his hair short, mine went to my lower back. I always put my hair in a ponytail. However, besides our personalities and what we like to wear, there was one other thing about us that was different, and that was our eye color. His were a very captivating amber, and mine were a mesmerizing purple. A lot of people at school joked around about how me and Cassie should switch nicknames because of that factor.

Anyway, I didn't want Firo to get anymore irritated than he was, so, I did the usual escape plan. I reminded Shadow that we HAD to be home before sunset.

"Alright, I'll see you later." Shadow said as she walked off waving.

We waved back and ran home.

By the time we got home, the sun had started to set. We had just BARELY made it.

"Dad, we're home!" I shouted. No answer.

"He must be out." Firo stated.

"This late?"

He shrugged. "You know how work can be."

I nodded. Dad, Ikki Tenryou, had a job working at a Medabot company. That meant that work can get pretty hectic, but that was putting it lightly. There were times when Dad wouldn't get home until SOMEONE was in bed, which was usually me because of school. On weekends, it'd be Firo.

I looked outside for a quick moment, then closed the door. I looked at Firo. "Coast is clear."

He nodded. That was when it happened. He stood up, and took off his clothes. I turned away. All I heard was Firo's voice going from groans and turning into dog-like growls. When it stopped, I turned and saw Firo on all fours, his hands and feet had turned into paws. A tail had grown from his tailbone, and dog ears had grown from the top of his head. White fur had covered his entire body, and his face had become a dog's snout. It was complete.

Another thing I should explain about Firo. On the day he was born, he bared what some people called, the Mark of the Wolf. This meant that every time the sun sets, he is to turn into a wolf. It's been going on for years, and I didn't find out about it until five days after our family's death. I hated him for not telling me earlier, but, three days of not talking to him and not being with him got to me really badly. On the fourth day, I ended up waiting until he became a wolf, then I ran to him crying and hugged him.

Sis, what's wrong? He asked me. Since wolves can't talk, he HAS to speak with his mind.

"I...I...I..." I couldn't say anything. I was crying to hard.

He lied down, putting himself in a position that made him a pillow for me. I was still crying, but I was confused. he then motioned his head, as if telling he to put mine on him, so I did.

Don't worry, sis. I missed you too. Hearing that made me feel good, but it also made me cry even more.

Ever since then, I have always stayed by him whenever he went wolf, not that I wouldn't stay by him anyway. He was all I had.

I picked up his clothes and put them in the clothes basket. While I was walking back to the living room, I saw Dad's room cracked open, which was really weird to me. Why? Cause, every time he goes to work, he keeps it closed and locked. He says we're NOT allowed in there unless he's in there as well. I thought maybe he was keeping something secret, but I had turned that thought away. Although...

His door was open? Firo asked confused.

I nodded. "But just a little." I said showing him with my fingers the width of the opening.

Kilia , you aren't thinking what I think you're thinking of doing, are you?

"Why not? It's a rare opportunity." I said giving him my up-to-no-good wink.

A good opportunity to get in huge trouble, you mean?

"Oh COME ON Bro! Where's your sense of adventure?"

I left it in my pants pocket.

"Oh haha, Firo, very funny. Wisewolf."

His eyes seemed to smile. I try. But, seriously, if Dad ever came home and saw us in there, we, well, YOU could get grounded, and I... He shuddered. I don't even WANT to know what he could do to me.

"Then don't think about it." I said getting up onto my feet. I sighed. "Fine, don't come with me, but I want to know what goes on in that-"

The door opened and revealed our Dad. "Hey kiddos!" He said with his usual carefree smile on his face.

I ran to hug him. "Hey Dad!"

You're home, thank god.

"'Thank god'? Why? What was Kilia about to do?"

Something I think she would regret.

I turned to him and glared. Usually when I glare, I'm telling that person, "Shut up before I turn you into a bloody pulp". He got the message.

"I can't believe you were about to tell him!" I yelled as soon as I closed the door to our room behind me.

Don't look at me! Your eyes were practically screaming 'I'm up to no good'!

"That doesn't mean you can blab!" I stomped to my bed, "Something's up, of THAT I'm certain."

It's obvious that Dad just doesn't want anybody in his room without him in there. What's wrong with that?

I looked at him. "Don't you understand? Dad NEVER lets us in without him. He's GOT to be hiding something, something HE doesn't WANT us to see. That tells me, something's up."

You're just paranoid. There's nothing there.

'Typical. Not willing to admit anything bad about our father,' I thought sourly. But, deep down, I kind of agreed with Firo. I was being a little ridiculous, or so I thought.

The next day, I sat at my desk at Hillsbrad High School. This school is one of THE most prestigious schools in town, not to mention, the ONLY one. My teacher, Mr. Yuiku, was doing math problems on the board. UGH! I HATE math.

Suddenly, a folded piece of paper landed on my desk. I opened it up, and, sure enough, it was from Shadow. I looked at the teacher, just to make sure he wasn't looking, then opened it and read what it said.

Lame class, huh? I HATE algebra.

Yeah, tell me about it.

So, did you ask?

About what? Who?

Ask Seifer to the annual dance?

I looked back. A boy with short blond hair sat a two rows behind Shadow. He wore a white t-shirt, black pants and shoes. The t-shirt had a grey coat, with red designs on it, over it. I wanted to PUKE!

Don't get me wrong, he's pretty cute, but he is the WORST person in this class. He always picked on those he deemed weak.

I shook my head, thinking Shadow must have lost her mind. No WAY in heaven or hell would I ask that jerk to the dance, I don't even LIKE dances. That's what pissed me off even more that Shadow suggesting I ask the worst boy in the world to the dance.

After the lunch bell sounded, I stretched in my seat. Boy was I hungry! Today's lunch? FRIED PORK BUNS! YUMMY! And they were home cooked, even better. I took out my lunchbox, opened it, and started the ingestion. Shadow came by soon after.

"I take it you didn't ask."

I shook my head. "You KNOW I don't like Seifer. I don't even like dancing, especially after that ONE incident."

"You mean when you started doing the-"

I covered her mouth. "DON'T say a WORD about it!" I sat back down and took my hand off her mouth, "That was the most embarrassing event of my life! You know that!"

"What was?" Piped a familiar voice.

We looked and saw a boy with spiky blond hair, Cloud Strife. He's a pretty cool guy, and knows how to keep his cool around Shadow, unlike Big Bro. Cloud pulled up a chair and sat down. Strangely, he didn't have his lunch.

"Did you forget to make it?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No, I just didn't."

Shadow's impulse burst through. "Did your GIRLFRIEND make it for you?"

I glared at her, but Cloud put a hand up, as if to say, "It's okay. I'll take care of this".

"One, I don't have a girlfriend. Two, I just didn't feel hungry today."

"At all?"

He nodded. I was surprised at HOW well he kept his cool around Shadow. Most people would burst from irritation.

He looked at me as he put his hand down. "So, how's that quest for a Medabot?"

"Not good. There's no convincing Dad. He just won't." Then, I remembered last night.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Wait a sec. Your Dad left the door to his room OPEN?" Shadow asked with shock in her voice and on her face.

"Your father NEVER has the door open while he's out. It's a rule." Cloud stated.

"I know, but it was cracked when we got home."

Suddenly, my phone rang. Thank god it was lunch.

I answered. "Hello?"

"Sis?"

It was Firo. His voice sounded a little shocked.

"What's wrong?"

"You need to get home! Now!"

"What? Why now? It's lunch break."

"I found out something! Something Dad's been keeping from us!"

"What? You went into Dad's room?"

"Yeah, I regret it! But I'm serious! You need to get home NOW!"

It seemed like Shadow and Cloud were listening in on my conversation, cause they nodded their heads.

"Don't worry girl, we'll cover for you." Shadow assured.

I nodded, grabbed my bag, and ran out of the door.

I ran as fast as I could, so fast that by the time I got into the house, I collapsed onto my knees. I was panting so hard I thought I was going to lose my breath completely. That's when Firo came to me, his eyes filled with anger. He helped me to my feet and assisted me to Dad's room. What I saw amazed me.

There were pictures and news articles on the walls about strange phenomenon that was happening all over the city. I thought the worst, but then, I saw at a dark corner a yellow robot with rockets coming out of the top of its head. It seemed to be offline.

"Firo," I said pointing to the robot, "are you seeing what I am."

Firo looked to where I was pointing. His eyes widened with shock. "That's-a Medabot!"

"What?" I shouted. I just couldn't believe it. Dad had a Medabot hiding away gaining dust and cobwebs in his room!

I walked towards it, and kneeled in front of it. I looked around for a medal, the soul of a Medabot, plus, it's the only way to get it working. Right next to it, was the medal. I picked it up and looked at it.

"Sis, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to activate it."

"What? Are you crazy? Dad'll DEFINATELY find out we were in here!"

"So, we're just going to let this thing stay offline?"

"YES!"

I gave an irritated sigh. "You just want to stay out of trouble."

Without any more thought, I placed the medal into the Medabot. It came alive, its green optics flashing with life.

"Oh man! Dad's SO going to kill us!"

The Medabot lifted its head and looked at me, then Firo, then back.

"Um...hi there...little guy. My name is Kilia, and that, over by the door, is Firo, my older brother. What's your name?"

"...My...name?"

Something told me that this Medabot hadn't been active in years. It seemed to be having trouble with its voice.

I nodded. "Yes. Your name. What are you called?"

"...Called?"

I nodded again. I was trying my best to help get its voice fully functioning again.

"...Metabee...name..."

"Metabee, huh? That's an interesting name."

Firo came closer and sat. "Hey, this is an old KBT type, ain't it?"

I took a better look at Metabee. "Yeah, you're right! But, wasn't this type discontinued a long time ago?"

"I think so. Guess Dad was lucky. He has the last one."

"...Dad?"

"Yeah, Dad, your metafighter, Ikki Tenryou. You remember him, don't you?"

"...Ikki...Tenryou..."

Poor guy, his memory must have rusted a bit too. How could Dad have just, I don't know, abandoned him like this?

"...Ikki...Erika...Koji...Karen..."

"Huh?" I said confused. "Um, Firo, besides Ikki, do you recognize any of those names?"

Firo shook his head no.

"...Brass...Sumilodon...NutraNurse...Rokusho..."

I was even more confused now. Who were these people, or Medabots?

"Maybe we shouldn't have said anything." I told Firo.

"Maybe you shouldn't have re-activated him."

"Hey! Don't blame this on me! I didn't mention Dad!"

"I didn't put the medal in the Medabot!"

"...Stop...fighting..."

"Huh?" We said turning to Metabee.

He started to chuckle. "You...sound...a lot...like...Ikki and me..."

He got up onto his legs. At least his voice was starting to form sentences better. Suddenly, there was a door opening. The FRONT door. Dad was home!

"Crap! Dad's back!" Firo said panicked. "Oh man! We are SO dead!"

"Firo, chill!"

"CHILL! We are in Dad's room! We re-activated his Medabot! And NOW Dad's got TWO reasons to tan our hides!"

Dad came up the steps and into the room. The look on his face wasn't a good one.

"Ehehehe...Hi Dad." Boy were we in trouble!