Author's Note: I am a super huge fan of Final Fantasy. Most of this story is based off of character profiles and abilities from Tactics Advance, but it's just as good as all the others. Disclaimer: I do not own the rights and privileges to Final Fantasy, Square, or anything that comes up in this story that needs a trademark. Thank you and enjoy!

Final Fantasy

The Last Ship of the Sun

Inside the crowded streets of Baguba lay several taverns. In one of them there were 4 people seated at one of the many tables. The atmosphere was noisy, and only they could hear what they were saying.

"I'm telling you Carlos is dead. His entire expedition got killed and the rest were arrested. He stuck his nose where it didn't belong." The voice was gruff, as Captain Ordaru of The Silver Wasp had seen many fights, and also many taverns. The ale he drank was strong, but he could hold it for a long while now.

"He owes me some cash. I gave him a slice of my last job so he could go on that expedition. Somebody's got to pay for it." This man's voice was older. Captain Ries of the Setting Sun was indeed older, but hadn't been captain for the same amount of time.

"He paid for it with his life you fool!" responded Ordaru. "I watched as the police took him away, and they killed him on the spot. I had to pay them a pretty penny to get out of it myself; just so I could arrange this little meeting with you."

"Stop wasting our time then and get on with it. We can't stay for too long in one city or else the police raid our ship. This had better be good enough for going all the way out here." This was Ries's first mate, a Vierra known as Janine. A rapier hung on her belt, apparently rusty but it still shone when put to the light.

"Calm down, Janine," said Ries. "If Carlos died telling you this, it's got to be very important."

"Aye," said Ordaru. "He gave me this." He handed over a stack of papers. There was a small photograph on top of the pile. "It's what he went searchin' for and found. But he told me that right after that he was attacked, and he had to leave it behind. No survivors. His ship destroyed too. He came in on foot, and had been traveling for the last few months that way."

Ries took the stack and looked at it briefly, before stashing it inside his jacket. "How much is this information worth to you?"

Ordaru didn't give it much thought. "Nothing. Carlos gave it to me for free, but he paid a lot for it. I just want rid of it." The talk then went on to lighter things, and later Ries and Janine left, to get back to their ship. Ordaru's bodyguard grunted. "Don't worry. They're taking it with them. We'll have another round and then we'll offski. I could use a drink after what they did to Carlos." The bodyguard shrugged, there were more things he could be worried about, but beer was still beer.

The captain and Janine got back to the Setting Sun. There was a fresh coat of graffiti on it, saying 'Get lost sunship!' They would just have to clear it up later. Inside the massive frame of Lorek, a mild mannered Bangaa, was sleeping by the wheel. Janine kicked him softly. "Get up we're going again." Lorek shifted himself, and shuffled off to the engine room. Ries took the wheel, and started up the ship. It lifted off from the port, and started off to cross the desert.

Ordaru at that moment was leaving the tavern, accompanied by his bodyguard. A shadow followed them. Ordaru turned around and brought out his gun. "That's illegal you know," said a silky voice. He turned around again. His bodyguard was lying in a pool of blood, and a vierra stood over him. She wore red robes, which matched the blood dripping off her sword. The Setting Sun passed overhead, heading towards the desert. "Where is that ship going?" asked the vierra.

"I've never seen that ship before in my life," he said. SHWISH His arm fell to the ground. It hurt.

The vierra looked down on him. "Tell me where they're going and it all stops for you."

"Alright. They're going to Muscadet."

She pierced him, and he fell to the ground dead. "Thank you." she said.