Author's Note...
Ah, fahsky here again! And yes, I've started another Phantasy Star Online fic! Yay! This will be my second story unload to fanfiction.net. Once again, this will star a character of mine - well, actually two, but really one in a weird way! And no - it's not the evil twin premise. lol It's kinda about a ghost, but not really... it's hard to explain! ^-^"" I guess you'll just have to read & find out! ^.~Y Hope you enjoy this, as always, & review it if you feel it's worthy. Slight warning on this, for language & maybe the level of violence towards a cute, (almost) helpless elf-like Force later on. :( Notes appear like this: (x) - go to the end of the chapter to see the note.
Disclaimer...
Sega & other companies own Phantasy Star, & all related items. My characters belong to me. Story concept belongs to me. Please do not post this elsewhere without my permisson. I am making no money from this.
Chapter 1: Fahlina's Quest
"Yeah yeah, whatever! I'll do it how I feel like it, when I feel like it asshole!" The tiny Force girl slammed the office door making the window rattle, then stomped down the corridor. Her boss, the administrator (1) of the local Hunter's Guild was screaming that she wouldn't get a damn meseta (2) if she hurt another civilian in her quest, but she ignored him. Quite a few other office workers and a few hunters stared at the brassy girl, but no one said a word - Forces could be quite dangerous, especially in a closed space with so much paper & flesh where a magic fire would go wild off all the fuel & energy available. The young looking hunter marched heatedly to the glass automatic doors, waited impatiently for them to identify her ID badge, then stomped out. Everyone in the guild gave a collective sigh of relief, then went back to work - It was hard not to feel nervous with that firebrand around.
The young Force looked around her at the busiest hub (or city, "hubs" was the word invented for them on Ragol, as they were basically dozens upon dozens of stores) of all the planet. It contained over a half million people, probably close to 750 thousand by now she thought. She couldn't even guess how many androids & Newmen there could be - if they were included in with the human residents, well over 1.5 million. She loved it here, because of the anonymity it gave her - she was just another Force for hire. (3)
Fahlina was a 21 year old Fohu, or a Force human. She was one of the few magic-using Hunters in the world that were not Newmen, or artificial DNA engineered humans created by the government. Her mother had been a Newman however, & since Newmen chromosomes were unusually dominant, she had been born with natural magic abilities. Her father, William Baily (4), had just been an average government office worker, and had meet her mother when she came in for her annual check-up. Both had told young Fahlina that it was love at first sight, which always elicited a dreamy sigh from the girl. They married only three months after meeting. William was looked down on for marrying a Newman, but was soon accepted because of the frequency of human-Newman marriages.
Her mother, Nahlintia, was very humane, & didn't seem like a Newman Force, except for her small stature, pointed ears, & her magic powers. She was a unusually strong Force, almost like a female Ranger. The laboratory CynTech had experimented slightly with their Force models, & had made about 150 Newmen with Nahlintia's DNA structure. She could wield several blade-type photon weapons, but especially the throwing blade - the slicer. Her techniques were all good, although her specialty was fire-based spells. Her support spells were also above pare. (5)
Fahlina was born just like a normal human child would be, but soon was discovered to possess the genes of a Newmen. Her chromosomes were slightly altered in that she would most likely have a greatly longer life span than her mother. Sadly, this proved true, as her mother died seven years her daughter's birth at the age of 12 years. The cause of death, like all Newmen, was quite unknown. The death certificate however, said "natural causes" because she was a Newman. Her father lived another two years, then also passed away, perhaps from grief. Fahlina went to live with her father's sister and her husband, and was very happy there. She was treated like their own child and felt very loved, but the loss of both her parents deeply affected her. She struck out at people, often got into fights with older children, and even shoplifted.
Gradually, Fahlina became more focused and less destructive, and decided at the age of 16 to pursue a career as a full-time hunter. Her magic abilities were wasted in any other profession. So, after training for a year to hone her skills, she applied for a Force class license. She received her Hunter's License on July 16, 3036. Ever since, she had worn the Greenil badge proudly.
She wasn't the best Force for hire, but she worked for cheap, and it got her by okay, with a few luxuries. She did a few quests (jobs) a week for mostly private individuals, groups or businesses and once in a while, a really well-paying quest for the government.
Now Fahlina was on her way to meet a client at a small eatery/ bakery. It sounded easy enough - a inexperienced hunter had stupidly went into the old ruins, she was guessing to level up quickly, & had been knocked unconscious almost immediately. He wanted her to go in and recover his extremely expensive Twin Brand, which had been given to him by his grandfather as congratulations for passing his hunter's exams.
The Force smirked - the hunter's exams were a joke. The government liked to pretend that only real muscle heads could pass them, but in reality, a one-legged crippled man could easily pass with average results. She found it hilarious - often convicts would train like mad while in prison to pass the physical requirements. Once they were released, they would take them and fail miserably. And the funniest part was that they would beef themselves up even more and try again! The truth was, as long as you seemed semi-sane and able to run for about 30 minutes straight without becoming winded, you could be a hunter. (6)
The female hunter walked along at a brisk pace, mentally going over her checklist of supplies she needed to go in and get back his weapon. It would be a short journey, most likely, as the Ruins were a hellish place for any hunter, especially a unskilled one. She was pretty sure her Club was in top condition, along with all her armor. You couldn't really see it, as her outfit was stereotypically cute and yet slightly scandalous in that it revealed a lot of her childish body. The reason for this was one - her small body had to have lots of outlets for the heat she produced with certain techniques (the technical name for spells), otherwise she may implode and two - it was stereotypical of her class to wear such things; it was hard to find anything else. She didn't care one way or another about her outfit. As long as it stayed relatively clean, she was happy. She owned about four different hunter outfits, and none cost less than 85 thousand mesata. Her particular favorite, a lacy white silk short gown with goldish blue parts had been over 150 thousand - but she only wore that to the rare formal hunter get-togethers or other special occasions, never on the battlefield. (7)
Today Fahlina wore her favorite outfit for any job, a black with neon green accents leather number, with high platform boots that came up to her knees. The boots made her stand about four and a half feet tall. Her Newman mother had given her a petite, short body. Her light pink short feathered hair was covered with a stout looking matching hat, and her makeup as usual was slightly clownish. Large fushia starbursts around her violet eyes, with bright red lipstick, which looked shocking on her pale skin. You could tell from a mile away (if you didn't look over her head) that she was a Force.
She stopped outside a old-fashioned Mag supply shop - that was one thing that was slightly short on her supply list; Mag food. She could just feed it her 'mates & 'fluids, but her Mag was slightly spoiled in that it loved Star Atomitizers. These are a sort of healing bomb, which when engaged will explode, showering everything around it in a highly potent healing potion. They are quite expensive, but very good for a Mag. Deciding to quickly pick up a few Atomitizers for the trip, she ducked out of the crowd & into the shop, where she was rather well known. "Hey Kelly, got any Stars on hand?", she called to the teenager behind the small counter. He smiled at her, recognizing the Force immediately. The boy scanned his inventory list, then looked up, "Yep, just got a shipment in of over a thousand in from Ganymead! How many ya want Fah?"
She quickly estimated how long she would be in the ruins, then shot, "I'd say about 6." He grinned, then held up a finger telling her to wait a second. He stepped through a set of swinging galley-like doors, into the back of the shop. He returned with a medium-sized green canister and set in on the counter between them. "So, how'ya been Fah? Any good runs lately?" His crystal blue eyes sparkled. Kelly was a amateur Hunter, but hardly got to go out & do quests because his father wanted him to do "real" work. Fahlina kind of pitied him, but also disliked being around him because it was painfully obvious he had a crush on her.
She shrugged looking at Mag's for sale and different accessories for the little robots, not looking at him while she answered "I've been busy, but it's all been routine stuff...." He replied in an eager voice, "Yeah, I've been wanting to get out, you know, but it's been kinda busy and Pop says I gotta stick around. He's been traveling, looking for a new partner in his Mag raising business." She nodded, pretending to listen, secretly wishing for a way to escape before he asked her out. "Um, I'd like to stay & chat Kelly, but I've actually gotta meet my client in about ten minutes, sooo..."
The boy's face fell a bit, then reddened, "Um, Fahlina, I know you're real busy, but do you think, maybe this weekend - " The girl quickly cut him off, knowing what came next, "So! how much are the Atomitizers these days?", she smiled, "Oh well, here! Later Kelly!" (8) She put down 10 thousand meseta, then hurried out of the shop. What a nightmare, she thought as she rushed to the eatery that was a block away.
The eatery was a tiny place, a hole in the wall so to speak, near the outskirts of the hub. Outside were two tables crammed close to the storefront, each with two chairs. Her client, Raymond Bairdiella (9), was sitting at one looking nervously at his watch and tapping his foot rapidly. He was a thin, almost to the point of looking starved. His hair was a lackluster dirty blonde, and looked heavy with grease. He didn't exactly look untrustworthy, just fallen on bad times. He may even had been attractive once. A cup of coffee sat on a saucer in front of him, but it didn't look as though he'd drank any yet. Fahlina grimaced - this guy looks like an absolute idiot, she thought as she sat down in the chair opposite of him. He looked up at her, startled and looking afraid. "Oh! You're here... I was just about..."
She looked at him, waiting for him to finish, but he didn't. Instead, he picked up the stirring straw from his coffee and began gnawing on it. What the heck is this guy's problem?, she wondered, The monsters don't care about weapons and no one has gone near those Ruins since Dark Falz was killed. "So, I just need half of the payment now, and I'll go retrieve your Twin Brand, okay?", she tried to look him in the eyes while she said this, but he shied away, staring at the floor, the sky, anywhere but at her. He nodded finally, then withdrew a few coins from his shirt pocket. She took them from his trembling hand, and quickly counted them.
"Um, I only need half the payment now. You can keep the rest until I return with your weapon." The Force was beginning to wonder if this guy had had a nervous breakdown before she got here, or maybe hadn't slept in a few weeks - or months. The man shook his head, "Y-you can keep it... k-k-keep it all, okay? Ju... just hurry up and go...", he trembled and stared around him before adding, almost mechanically, "I need that Brand."
Fahlina nodded. "Alright then, I'll be going now. I'll meet you back her within two hours." he nodded shortly, then stood up, knocking his knees into the table and spilling the coffee. "Hey, you're supposed to wait here!", the hunter almost yelled at the man, who seemed stunned by the brown liquid spreading across the table. He glanced up at her, seemingly afraid of her, "Oh... right! I have another....... meeting, so, just call me at my mobile."
She took the piece of paper he offered her, feeling slightly weird about the mission suddenly. "You'd better answer the first time it rings, because otherwise I'll keep that Brand, alright? I'll sell it!", she was dismayed by the tremor in her voice - why was she suddenly feeling frightened? The man nodded, grinning with a corpse's humor, then turned and walked away quickly. Fahlina had a bad taste in her mouth, figuratively. Literally, her stomach cramped up with worry - was this quest what it appeared to be?
Author's Notes...
(1) I just replaced the friendly woman in blue you get quests from in the game with mean, old grouchy men. XD Also slightly changed the quest-getting office and stuff
(2) Mesata is the money of the Phantasy Star universe
(3) Hub just made sense... my reason why sucked. This paragraph was supposed to show how androids and Newmen are looked down on - it didn't work huh? :( Bad author, bad!
(4) This name is from a Patsy Cline song, "Bill Baily, Won't You Please Come Home". ^-^
(5) I've never had a character named Nahlintia. She sounded kewl though, so I made her Fahlina's mom. Nah almost got her own story though, but then I realized she was kewl, but her story was boring. Like these notes. lol
(6) Ex-cons are hunters seemed funny to me. Ex-cons as assholes comes up in the next chapter - yay! lol
(7) I love the Force costumes - they're so cute! I wanna cos-play as a Force someday - probably not as Fah though - she's too damn short. ^o^
(8) Kelly will be around again later... sadly. ;p He reminds me of Takehashi, in the manga "Happy Mania". lol
(9) Fah isn't so good at judging people, correctly anyway. Ray's last name came from the spell checker. lol I got the entire idea for his character from Peter Pettigrew, the "rat" in the Harry Potter series.
Ending Note...
Well, there it is - the first chapter of my second upload. I hope you liked it - be sure to tell me in your review if I should hurry up and continue, or just slack off like I am with my other story! lol
Ah, fahsky here again! And yes, I've started another Phantasy Star Online fic! Yay! This will be my second story unload to fanfiction.net. Once again, this will star a character of mine - well, actually two, but really one in a weird way! And no - it's not the evil twin premise. lol It's kinda about a ghost, but not really... it's hard to explain! ^-^"" I guess you'll just have to read & find out! ^.~Y Hope you enjoy this, as always, & review it if you feel it's worthy. Slight warning on this, for language & maybe the level of violence towards a cute, (almost) helpless elf-like Force later on. :( Notes appear like this: (x) - go to the end of the chapter to see the note.
Disclaimer...
Sega & other companies own Phantasy Star, & all related items. My characters belong to me. Story concept belongs to me. Please do not post this elsewhere without my permisson. I am making no money from this.
Chapter 1: Fahlina's Quest
"Yeah yeah, whatever! I'll do it how I feel like it, when I feel like it asshole!" The tiny Force girl slammed the office door making the window rattle, then stomped down the corridor. Her boss, the administrator (1) of the local Hunter's Guild was screaming that she wouldn't get a damn meseta (2) if she hurt another civilian in her quest, but she ignored him. Quite a few other office workers and a few hunters stared at the brassy girl, but no one said a word - Forces could be quite dangerous, especially in a closed space with so much paper & flesh where a magic fire would go wild off all the fuel & energy available. The young looking hunter marched heatedly to the glass automatic doors, waited impatiently for them to identify her ID badge, then stomped out. Everyone in the guild gave a collective sigh of relief, then went back to work - It was hard not to feel nervous with that firebrand around.
The young Force looked around her at the busiest hub (or city, "hubs" was the word invented for them on Ragol, as they were basically dozens upon dozens of stores) of all the planet. It contained over a half million people, probably close to 750 thousand by now she thought. She couldn't even guess how many androids & Newmen there could be - if they were included in with the human residents, well over 1.5 million. She loved it here, because of the anonymity it gave her - she was just another Force for hire. (3)
Fahlina was a 21 year old Fohu, or a Force human. She was one of the few magic-using Hunters in the world that were not Newmen, or artificial DNA engineered humans created by the government. Her mother had been a Newman however, & since Newmen chromosomes were unusually dominant, she had been born with natural magic abilities. Her father, William Baily (4), had just been an average government office worker, and had meet her mother when she came in for her annual check-up. Both had told young Fahlina that it was love at first sight, which always elicited a dreamy sigh from the girl. They married only three months after meeting. William was looked down on for marrying a Newman, but was soon accepted because of the frequency of human-Newman marriages.
Her mother, Nahlintia, was very humane, & didn't seem like a Newman Force, except for her small stature, pointed ears, & her magic powers. She was a unusually strong Force, almost like a female Ranger. The laboratory CynTech had experimented slightly with their Force models, & had made about 150 Newmen with Nahlintia's DNA structure. She could wield several blade-type photon weapons, but especially the throwing blade - the slicer. Her techniques were all good, although her specialty was fire-based spells. Her support spells were also above pare. (5)
Fahlina was born just like a normal human child would be, but soon was discovered to possess the genes of a Newmen. Her chromosomes were slightly altered in that she would most likely have a greatly longer life span than her mother. Sadly, this proved true, as her mother died seven years her daughter's birth at the age of 12 years. The cause of death, like all Newmen, was quite unknown. The death certificate however, said "natural causes" because she was a Newman. Her father lived another two years, then also passed away, perhaps from grief. Fahlina went to live with her father's sister and her husband, and was very happy there. She was treated like their own child and felt very loved, but the loss of both her parents deeply affected her. She struck out at people, often got into fights with older children, and even shoplifted.
Gradually, Fahlina became more focused and less destructive, and decided at the age of 16 to pursue a career as a full-time hunter. Her magic abilities were wasted in any other profession. So, after training for a year to hone her skills, she applied for a Force class license. She received her Hunter's License on July 16, 3036. Ever since, she had worn the Greenil badge proudly.
She wasn't the best Force for hire, but she worked for cheap, and it got her by okay, with a few luxuries. She did a few quests (jobs) a week for mostly private individuals, groups or businesses and once in a while, a really well-paying quest for the government.
Now Fahlina was on her way to meet a client at a small eatery/ bakery. It sounded easy enough - a inexperienced hunter had stupidly went into the old ruins, she was guessing to level up quickly, & had been knocked unconscious almost immediately. He wanted her to go in and recover his extremely expensive Twin Brand, which had been given to him by his grandfather as congratulations for passing his hunter's exams.
The Force smirked - the hunter's exams were a joke. The government liked to pretend that only real muscle heads could pass them, but in reality, a one-legged crippled man could easily pass with average results. She found it hilarious - often convicts would train like mad while in prison to pass the physical requirements. Once they were released, they would take them and fail miserably. And the funniest part was that they would beef themselves up even more and try again! The truth was, as long as you seemed semi-sane and able to run for about 30 minutes straight without becoming winded, you could be a hunter. (6)
The female hunter walked along at a brisk pace, mentally going over her checklist of supplies she needed to go in and get back his weapon. It would be a short journey, most likely, as the Ruins were a hellish place for any hunter, especially a unskilled one. She was pretty sure her Club was in top condition, along with all her armor. You couldn't really see it, as her outfit was stereotypically cute and yet slightly scandalous in that it revealed a lot of her childish body. The reason for this was one - her small body had to have lots of outlets for the heat she produced with certain techniques (the technical name for spells), otherwise she may implode and two - it was stereotypical of her class to wear such things; it was hard to find anything else. She didn't care one way or another about her outfit. As long as it stayed relatively clean, she was happy. She owned about four different hunter outfits, and none cost less than 85 thousand mesata. Her particular favorite, a lacy white silk short gown with goldish blue parts had been over 150 thousand - but she only wore that to the rare formal hunter get-togethers or other special occasions, never on the battlefield. (7)
Today Fahlina wore her favorite outfit for any job, a black with neon green accents leather number, with high platform boots that came up to her knees. The boots made her stand about four and a half feet tall. Her Newman mother had given her a petite, short body. Her light pink short feathered hair was covered with a stout looking matching hat, and her makeup as usual was slightly clownish. Large fushia starbursts around her violet eyes, with bright red lipstick, which looked shocking on her pale skin. You could tell from a mile away (if you didn't look over her head) that she was a Force.
She stopped outside a old-fashioned Mag supply shop - that was one thing that was slightly short on her supply list; Mag food. She could just feed it her 'mates & 'fluids, but her Mag was slightly spoiled in that it loved Star Atomitizers. These are a sort of healing bomb, which when engaged will explode, showering everything around it in a highly potent healing potion. They are quite expensive, but very good for a Mag. Deciding to quickly pick up a few Atomitizers for the trip, she ducked out of the crowd & into the shop, where she was rather well known. "Hey Kelly, got any Stars on hand?", she called to the teenager behind the small counter. He smiled at her, recognizing the Force immediately. The boy scanned his inventory list, then looked up, "Yep, just got a shipment in of over a thousand in from Ganymead! How many ya want Fah?"
She quickly estimated how long she would be in the ruins, then shot, "I'd say about 6." He grinned, then held up a finger telling her to wait a second. He stepped through a set of swinging galley-like doors, into the back of the shop. He returned with a medium-sized green canister and set in on the counter between them. "So, how'ya been Fah? Any good runs lately?" His crystal blue eyes sparkled. Kelly was a amateur Hunter, but hardly got to go out & do quests because his father wanted him to do "real" work. Fahlina kind of pitied him, but also disliked being around him because it was painfully obvious he had a crush on her.
She shrugged looking at Mag's for sale and different accessories for the little robots, not looking at him while she answered "I've been busy, but it's all been routine stuff...." He replied in an eager voice, "Yeah, I've been wanting to get out, you know, but it's been kinda busy and Pop says I gotta stick around. He's been traveling, looking for a new partner in his Mag raising business." She nodded, pretending to listen, secretly wishing for a way to escape before he asked her out. "Um, I'd like to stay & chat Kelly, but I've actually gotta meet my client in about ten minutes, sooo..."
The boy's face fell a bit, then reddened, "Um, Fahlina, I know you're real busy, but do you think, maybe this weekend - " The girl quickly cut him off, knowing what came next, "So! how much are the Atomitizers these days?", she smiled, "Oh well, here! Later Kelly!" (8) She put down 10 thousand meseta, then hurried out of the shop. What a nightmare, she thought as she rushed to the eatery that was a block away.
The eatery was a tiny place, a hole in the wall so to speak, near the outskirts of the hub. Outside were two tables crammed close to the storefront, each with two chairs. Her client, Raymond Bairdiella (9), was sitting at one looking nervously at his watch and tapping his foot rapidly. He was a thin, almost to the point of looking starved. His hair was a lackluster dirty blonde, and looked heavy with grease. He didn't exactly look untrustworthy, just fallen on bad times. He may even had been attractive once. A cup of coffee sat on a saucer in front of him, but it didn't look as though he'd drank any yet. Fahlina grimaced - this guy looks like an absolute idiot, she thought as she sat down in the chair opposite of him. He looked up at her, startled and looking afraid. "Oh! You're here... I was just about..."
She looked at him, waiting for him to finish, but he didn't. Instead, he picked up the stirring straw from his coffee and began gnawing on it. What the heck is this guy's problem?, she wondered, The monsters don't care about weapons and no one has gone near those Ruins since Dark Falz was killed. "So, I just need half of the payment now, and I'll go retrieve your Twin Brand, okay?", she tried to look him in the eyes while she said this, but he shied away, staring at the floor, the sky, anywhere but at her. He nodded finally, then withdrew a few coins from his shirt pocket. She took them from his trembling hand, and quickly counted them.
"Um, I only need half the payment now. You can keep the rest until I return with your weapon." The Force was beginning to wonder if this guy had had a nervous breakdown before she got here, or maybe hadn't slept in a few weeks - or months. The man shook his head, "Y-you can keep it... k-k-keep it all, okay? Ju... just hurry up and go...", he trembled and stared around him before adding, almost mechanically, "I need that Brand."
Fahlina nodded. "Alright then, I'll be going now. I'll meet you back her within two hours." he nodded shortly, then stood up, knocking his knees into the table and spilling the coffee. "Hey, you're supposed to wait here!", the hunter almost yelled at the man, who seemed stunned by the brown liquid spreading across the table. He glanced up at her, seemingly afraid of her, "Oh... right! I have another....... meeting, so, just call me at my mobile."
She took the piece of paper he offered her, feeling slightly weird about the mission suddenly. "You'd better answer the first time it rings, because otherwise I'll keep that Brand, alright? I'll sell it!", she was dismayed by the tremor in her voice - why was she suddenly feeling frightened? The man nodded, grinning with a corpse's humor, then turned and walked away quickly. Fahlina had a bad taste in her mouth, figuratively. Literally, her stomach cramped up with worry - was this quest what it appeared to be?
Author's Notes...
(1) I just replaced the friendly woman in blue you get quests from in the game with mean, old grouchy men. XD Also slightly changed the quest-getting office and stuff
(2) Mesata is the money of the Phantasy Star universe
(3) Hub just made sense... my reason why sucked. This paragraph was supposed to show how androids and Newmen are looked down on - it didn't work huh? :( Bad author, bad!
(4) This name is from a Patsy Cline song, "Bill Baily, Won't You Please Come Home". ^-^
(5) I've never had a character named Nahlintia. She sounded kewl though, so I made her Fahlina's mom. Nah almost got her own story though, but then I realized she was kewl, but her story was boring. Like these notes. lol
(6) Ex-cons are hunters seemed funny to me. Ex-cons as assholes comes up in the next chapter - yay! lol
(7) I love the Force costumes - they're so cute! I wanna cos-play as a Force someday - probably not as Fah though - she's too damn short. ^o^
(8) Kelly will be around again later... sadly. ;p He reminds me of Takehashi, in the manga "Happy Mania". lol
(9) Fah isn't so good at judging people, correctly anyway. Ray's last name came from the spell checker. lol I got the entire idea for his character from Peter Pettigrew, the "rat" in the Harry Potter series.
Ending Note...
Well, there it is - the first chapter of my second upload. I hope you liked it - be sure to tell me in your review if I should hurry up and continue, or just slack off like I am with my other story! lol