I get very dissatisfied about how my beginning chapters are, but I promise this is my final beginning chapter. Thank you for reading
Notes:
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Disclaimer: Hm…FF fans should already know these are not my characters, so don't sue me. Tidus nor Chocobos were hurt during the making of this chapter
Note: Tidus and Wakka's jobs are called The Grave Robbers because they take the people's spirits, but the bodies don't want to let them go. So they aren't bad or anything. I'll clarify further if anyone's brain is about to leak out of their ears if it is still confusing Sorry about the confusion.
Chapter 1: The Grave Robber
His sun-kissed golden hair couldn't seem any brighter in the dark glooms of the graveyard. The blue opal eyes he possessed seemed to glow with fire as his brow creased with frustration.
"Let go you little incompetent two-faced devil!" He had long gone given up trying to easily coax the unwilling spirit out of his dead, rotting corpse, and had resorted to planting both feet firmly on the edges of the grave and pulling as hard as he could. By then, the dead magistrate's spirit had resorted to biting the young grave robber's hands instead of pleading to stay as one with his body.
At last, the magistrate gave up after the grave robber threatened to cut his body up with his Brotherhood and feed it to the dogs like barbecue on skewers. He took the defeated spirit and it shrank down into a little shining ball which drifted into the air. Before the shining ball could slow down to increase its last moments in Spira, Tidus gave a little cut on the magistrate's corpse's neck, causing the spirit to flee faster into Sanctuary.
'Man, stupid persistent spirits give us a bad name. I mean, we could be The Grave Spirit Saviors instead of The Grave Robbers. We are saving their spirits in their pathetic, lifeless bodies. But nooooo, we have to be The Grave Robbers since they give such a hard fight for their spirits.' Tidus shook his head and put his hands on his hip and sighed.
"I bet that guy must have had his eyeballs popping out 10 centimeters when you cut him-if he still had a face of course." The grave robber grinned and turned around as he heard his friend, Wakka, who was also a fellow grave robber. Wakka was extremely physically built and nice, but most of the times, he was a fool, causing him to be single all this time. Since he was a pro at Blitzball, Wakka resorted to coaxing out the spirits and hitting them full force with his blitz ball.
"Bah, some stupid, vain magistrate who must have thought he was hot in his pathetic life."
"My, my, Tidus. Respect the dead." Wakka laughed and started to head out of the graveyard.
"Surprising to hear from someone who literally kills the dead with a blitz ball." Tidus laughed and started to head out too. "Finally! Done! Man, I knew it was going to be a hard day when that baby spirit started to cry and the parents' spirits came out of their corpses started to slap me. And I have to take the parents' spirits next week too."
"Have fun with that. I'm sure the parents will be happy to see you."
"I'm sure they will." Tidus rolled his eyes and kicked a pebble off the trail. He crossed his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, but not long before he ended up falling backwards. He opened his eyes and glared at the Chocobo gawking down at him.
"Tidus! You hurt the Chocobo! Are you okay my little dear?" Wakka ran up and hugged the creature two times his size around the neck.
"I'm fine. Thanks. No need to worry about me. I'm perfectly okay."
"That's good. You could have hurt Choco! You could have deflated his lungs with the impact of your big, hard head!" Wakka had a way to put things…in a weird, truthful, yet interesting way. You couldn't be bored with Wakka around, but you sure would be either really annoyed or really pissed.
"Get back here you big, fat chicken!" The Chocobo jumped up and hid, sort of, behind Wakka. A tall girl sporting blue overall shorts, an orange tanktop, blue boots, a wristband with 'Rikku', and an interesting style of blonde braids came rushing up to Wakka, Tidus, and the Chocobo. "Move it Wakka. We're going to have a feast tonight!" Rikku had a big frying pan in one hand, slowly slapping it in her palm. "That chicken has done nothing but eat all of my weapons and ruin the house! How do you stand that stinking…thing!" She glared and chucked the pan aimed for the Chocobo, which instead hit Tidus in the face.
"I think the Chocobo is saving you from hitting anybody with your daggers and stars before you stab anybody innocent in the face. I mean, if you still had your dagger, imagine what would have happened to Tidus."
"Stop imagining!" Tidus' face was red, not from embarrassment, but from the hard whack of the metal pan.
"By the way Tidus, get me groceries. Here's the list and the money." Rikku pushed a 1 meter list to Tidus and the gil.
'This is why you don't buy a 1 year supply of groceries and then wait a year, and then have to buy and drag all the 1 year supplies of groceries back!' Tidus started to walk slowly as he crossed his arms behind his head again, staring at the dull sun. 'This is going to be a long year.'