So here is my first delve into the realm of Final Fantasy fanfiction. I hope that you enjoy.
I don't own Final Fantasy or its characters or places.
Four years since the world was destroyed and a new god reinstated. Three years since that god was defeated and his empire fell to dust. Now is that time. People have finally recovered from that time that seemed so long ago. And it all shall fall apart again. A new evil rises from the east. It comes, cloaked in darkness, seeking revenge. It thirsts for the blood of those who defeated Kefka for reasons of its own. It is a terror that is so utterly terrifying, that it could only have one name. No other name could suit it. Not Sephiroth. Not Kefka. Not even Chaos. No, the name of this beast, destined to throw the world once again into dismay, prepared to spill the blood of millions of innocents to achieve its goal, is Phillip.
In the engine room of Figaro Castle
"Oy, Biggs!" called one of the guards. "Did you get the coffee yet?"
"No Wedge," Biggs said, "King Edgar still hasn't allowed us to have a coffee-maker down here. You're going to have to wait until we switch shifts."
"Damn," Wedge muttered. How he hated guarding the engine. It wasn't like anything ever happened down here anyways, unless some stupid kid wanted to see how it worked. And Biggs just made it worse, since whenever Wedge tried to start a conversation, Biggs would start lecturing him about duty and distractions. Crap like that. And then there was no coffee. The engine room sucked.
"So King Edgar went out to South Figaro for the day?" Biggs asked.
What was this? Was Biggs trying to start a conversation? It was a miracle. He would have to write this down in his diary. Well the diary that he most definitely did not own. He was a man, and was far too manly to own a diary. He owned a journal. Yes, a far more manly choice. "Yeah, I guess he's gonna christen some new trading vessel or something."
"Interesting." And that was what Biggs thought a conversation was. Wedge sighed. Someday he would have to teach Biggs what a real conversation was. He figured that now was as good of a time as any.
"You here about the last advisor that King Edgar had?"
"No, was it female?" Biggs asked. Holy behemoth crap, he was actually responding.
"Nah, actually, it has nothing to do with King Edgar," Wedge told Biggs. "He started saying large words to Sabin, so Sabin, not knowing what the advisor was saying, figured that he was insulting him and punched the advisor straight through a wall. Turns out that the poor guy was just complimenting on his muscles." Wedge started laughing.
"Interesting," Biggs responded. "Oh, and you used the wrong hear earlier. You said 'here' like 'I am here' rather than 'hear' like 'I hear you'." Silence. Damn this Biggs! Wedge believed that he had had better conversations with Shadow. Well, perhaps not, but it came close. Shadow had grunted once. Or maybe that had been the dog that grunted. Could dogs grunt? He hadn't the slightest idea. It was time to bring out the big guns.
"Did you ever think that you would get killed just because your name is Biggs?" Wedge asked.
"No, why would I think that?"
"Well, I don't know. I get this weird feeling sometimes that just because my name is Wedge, that I'm gonna be killed. It's the weirdest feeling. It's like some higher power just decided that guys whose names are Wedge have to get killed."
"You see, this is what always happens!" Biggs scolded. "You try to start some stupid conversation about something that is absolutely ridiculous and distract the both of us from our duty! One of these days, a terrorist is going to waltz right in here and blow up all of Figaro Castle while you are distracting me!" And here it happened again. He said something remotely wrong, and Biggs had to go and blow up on him. Typical Biggs. Nothing had changed. Until something did.
"You hear that, Biggs?" Wedge said after a few minutes.
"Hear what?"
"Guess you didn't. Probably nothing." Another few minutes of silence passed by, and then Figaro Castle's engine started. "They testing it today?" Wedge asked.
"They didn't tell me that they were, but they must be," Biggs replied. "Can't think of any other explanation."
"Odd, didn't see any of the mechanics pass by."
"Then you're not doing your job."
"Did you?"
Biggs was silent. Suddenly the castle started to shake as though it were preparing to go underground. "You'd think that they'd tell us; they usually do," Wedge muttered. Then alarms started to sound throughout the castle, and they could hear running feet above them. Finally things clicked in Wedge's head. "They aren't testing the engines are they?"
"No, I don't think so," Biggs answered. His eyes instantly widened. "Damn!" Biggs shouted as he grabbed his spear and ran towards the engine. Wedge soon followed. The control panel was down a small hallway, where whoever this was must be. Only whoever must be there wasn't there. "Show yourself!" Biggs demanded.
Wedge's eyes widened in fear as he realized that the buttons appeared to be pushing themselves. "Uh, Biggs?" Wedge squeaked.
"What!" Biggs snapped. He suddenly lurched forwards and slammed into a wall, falling down unconscious.
"G-g-g-g-ghost!" Wedge screamed. "Kefka's ghost is here for revenge!"
"Not Kefka," said a raspy voice, "Phillip." Wedge's vision went black as some force hit him in the head.
Aboveground in Figaro Castle
"Everyone get out!" Sabin yelled. "We're being sabotaged!" Panicking people ran all around him. Why did Edgar have to be gone today of all days? People didn't seem to be listening to anything that he said, no matter how hard he punched them. Why couldn't all problems be solved with brute force? Unless…
"Sorry miss," Sabin said to the screaming woman he was about to hurl out of the castle gates. "Now stay out there!" he yelled as he rushed to grab more people. Eventually people got the idea that if they didn't remove themselves from the castle, Sabin would, so they began to neatly file out, and by neatly file, it is obviously meant that they rushed out in such a way that Sabin could not even hold them back.
The mob crowded in front of the castle and looked on disbelievingly as it sank into the sand.
"Is everyone accounted for?" Sabin asked. Everyone but two guards had made it out of the castle it seemed. The fate of those two guards was unknown. "I hope Edgar won't be mad."
Figaro Desert; the same day
Edgar and his entourage were quite confused. Where Figaro Castle should have been were a mob of people. Edgar could easily pick out his twin, Sabin in the crowd, so these were no nomads. Something must be wrong.
Edgar ran over to Sabin and asked quickly, "What happened!"
Sabin turned around to see his brother. "Oh thank Shiva, you're back. I don't know how, but Figaro was sabotaged!"
"Sabotaged?" Edgar looked confused.
"Yeah, sabotaged!"
"But it simply seems to not be here. I don't know what you're saying. How was Figaro Castle sabotaged?"
"I told you that I didn't know!" shouted a frustrated Sabin. "Someone just up and took it!"
"They took it," Edgar confirmed.
"Yes! I've been saying that the whole time!"
Edgar face-palmed, sighed and shook his head. "Hijacked, not sabotaged."
"What?" Sabin said; now it was his turn to be confused.
"Figaro Castle was hijacked, not sabotaged."
"How would you know, you weren't even here!"
"If Figaro Castle was taken, it was hijacked, not sabotaged."
"Oh." Sabin was silent for a moment. "Edgar! Figaro Castle was hijacked!"
"Yes Sabin, I know," Edgar said with an exasperated sigh.
"Well, now you know 'cause I just told you!"
"Sure, whatever."
Sabin looked quizzically at Edgar. "Why aren't you freaking out or something?"
"I don't know Sabin, I really don't have a clue." He then pulled out a small cellphone and began dialing on it.
"I didn't know that those things existed yet," Sabin mentioned (referring to the cellphone).
"Neither did I."
"Who you gonna call?"
"Ghostbusters, but they don't exist here, so Setzer will have to do." Edgar waited for a minute and then started speaking into the phone. "Yes, Setzer?... This is Edgar… Yeah, I'm fine in a sense… No I didn't know that I had a cellphone either, would have made things with Kefka a lot easier… Yeah, I wanted to ask you a favor… Pick up everyone you can find and get them to South Figaro desert within a week… Tell you later… See ya… Bye."
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