Disclaimer: Waah, I don't own anything in this story except the characters
and their personalities. Anything and everything that relate directly to
the Final Fantasy Tactics Advanced game belong to Square. This story is not
being made for profit but for mere entertainment and nothing else.
Author's Notes: Well, this is my very first story on this site. Hopefully it won't be extremely sucky. This story is about a group of friends that gets transported to Ivalice and tries to find their way back home. This takes place after Marche's story and may contain spoilers for the game so beware. My story will have its own little twists to it though, and it won't be exactly like FFTA (meaning Humans doing jobs that only Viera can have and such). Anyways, here goes. Wish me luck ^__^;;
The Crystal Ball
"Are you sure this is the one?" A Nu Mou donned in old tattered clothing bearing ancient symbols looked into his crystal ball; the only source of light in the room, save the outrageous lightning storm outside.
"Yess my lord," replied a husky Bangaa, as he bowed down to the Nu Mou. "Shall we continue with the operation?"
"In a bit," replied the Nu Mou in a monotone voice, "I'd like to take these five along with the boy. They intrigue me somehow." The Nu Mou pointed at the large crystal ball, showing an image of a boy with five of his other friends playing a game of Chinese checkers.
"B-b-but s-sir," stuttered a scrawny Moogle, "Master Sartes s-s- said..." began the Moogle.
"I care not," was the Nu Mou's reply. Although he had only spoken in a soft voice, it was enough to make the Bangaa and the Moogle wince.
"Kupo..." squeaked the Moogle to himself.
"These six... yes, they can help me. Tibo. Baid. Begin the operation," ordered the Nu Mou.
"Yess ssir," the Bangaa hissed. Immediately, the Bangaa padded out of the room and the Moogle flew out a window.
"I'll see to it that these six fulfill my wish. Mark my words Sartes," whispered the Nu Mou as he stared into his crystal ball, looking at the six humans with a hungry look in his eyes. Thunder boomed and lightning lit up the room for a brief second, revealing the Nu Mou's numerous tattoos on his wrinkled face. And with that, the crystal ball dimmed, leaving the Nu Mou in the darkness.
Author's Notes: Well, this is my very first story on this site. Hopefully it won't be extremely sucky. This story is about a group of friends that gets transported to Ivalice and tries to find their way back home. This takes place after Marche's story and may contain spoilers for the game so beware. My story will have its own little twists to it though, and it won't be exactly like FFTA (meaning Humans doing jobs that only Viera can have and such). Anyways, here goes. Wish me luck ^__^;;
The Crystal Ball
"Are you sure this is the one?" A Nu Mou donned in old tattered clothing bearing ancient symbols looked into his crystal ball; the only source of light in the room, save the outrageous lightning storm outside.
"Yess my lord," replied a husky Bangaa, as he bowed down to the Nu Mou. "Shall we continue with the operation?"
"In a bit," replied the Nu Mou in a monotone voice, "I'd like to take these five along with the boy. They intrigue me somehow." The Nu Mou pointed at the large crystal ball, showing an image of a boy with five of his other friends playing a game of Chinese checkers.
"B-b-but s-sir," stuttered a scrawny Moogle, "Master Sartes s-s- said..." began the Moogle.
"I care not," was the Nu Mou's reply. Although he had only spoken in a soft voice, it was enough to make the Bangaa and the Moogle wince.
"Kupo..." squeaked the Moogle to himself.
"These six... yes, they can help me. Tibo. Baid. Begin the operation," ordered the Nu Mou.
"Yess ssir," the Bangaa hissed. Immediately, the Bangaa padded out of the room and the Moogle flew out a window.
"I'll see to it that these six fulfill my wish. Mark my words Sartes," whispered the Nu Mou as he stared into his crystal ball, looking at the six humans with a hungry look in his eyes. Thunder boomed and lightning lit up the room for a brief second, revealing the Nu Mou's numerous tattoos on his wrinkled face. And with that, the crystal ball dimmed, leaving the Nu Mou in the darkness.