Chapter 1: War13342

A Cetra lay on the ground, blood seeping from a wound that had been inflected by a Demon. A gash by one of its claws across the chest. The Cetra lay gasping for air, unable to move his hands a small bit to grab one of the green orbs clasped around his belt.

But another Cetra ran up to the man, taking one of his own green orbs. He concentrated steadily on it, and a Titan watched curiously as the orb began to glow brighter and brighter. The luminesent glow of the orb caught the eye of the Titan. He watched closely as the wound healed and the first Cetra thanked the second.

The Titan thought it impossible and charged the two, trying to kill them. But the Cetra were too quick. Half way before you reached the pair, they eached concentrated on a green orb and suddenly the Titan was burnt into a writhing corspe, screaming in pain until he died.

The war had been a brutal series of fights. The Battle of the City of the Cetra was the most important. The three races had decidedly ganged up on the the magic-weilding people, trying to overcome their strongest opposition before going at each others throats. But the Cetra had found that their "Materia" had somehow grown stronger over the previous fights, and their spells were twice as strong, giving them the advantage in the turning point of the war.

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Simon watched intently upon his orbiting ship, high in the stars to the People of the Planet. His people. His Cetra. His Planet. He clasped his hands together and rested his chin upon them. He found no entertainment in the watching of a slaughtering and decidedly turned the view screen off.

He turned quietly to his crew, who all seemed happy and content with how the war was turning out. His Cetra were winning. And not just barely winning, but after the City of the Cetra battle they were destroying the opposition. They had lost few members of their army, while the others were loosing men by the thousands.

He turned back to the blank view screen, knowing well what was going on on the surface. Beings were being killed. Horrible, mutated, living beings were being killed by people he created. A burden had been weighing heavily upon his shoulders and he knew well what the reason was.

I should be happy. This may start a revolution. A time for peace. My people may become the catalyst to a new way of life. His eyes seemed intently focused upon the screen. Searching.

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"Hello soldiers. I am General Aden, the one who will be leading you to your next victory." He was burly for a Cetra, although that still made him little when put up against a Demon or a Gargoyle.

"I wanted you all to know a new materia is being issued."

"A new materia?" Bursts from the ranks rang out.

"Yes, they say it is much more poweful then the standard elemental materia's you now use." Aden replied calmly.

"More poweful? That's not possible!" More exclamatory bursts of disbelief.

"Yes. That is why they are to be carefully used, and only delt out to the higher ranks because of the technicalities that arise while in production."

"They're actually PRODUCING materia now?"

"You soldiers are uniformed. The commander told me that you were a few weeks back..." Aden still remained composed and willing to explain.

"They found a way to harvest the Mako from the ground and create Materia in a matter of days. However, the newest materia takes an extremely larg amount of Mako to produce it."

"What's it called?"

"The Ultima Materia." Aden replied.

"Ultima huh?" The Cetra had become relaxed since they first were awoken from their past lives that they had never lived. Perhaps due to their great victories of past.

"Yes. Its sends out a huge green wave of what the call Mako Radiation. Very dangerous and causes massive amount of damage on contact. However, even if it does not kill your enemy upon contact, they will die within a matter of hours."

"Amazing." Whispers ran through the room at the thought of such power.

General Aden began to hand out the materia to the highest ranking officers. "You are all now under my control, but you will continue you're regular training excersizes until we prepare the final stages of our assualt." The general barreled his burly frame out the door, leaving his soldiers to play with their new materia.

The officers each lined up in the practice center, each one trying out the Ultima materia.

"Incredable."

"Amazing."

"I just can't believe it!"

"So much power..."

But the materia did have its toll. Normal materia detracted slightly from one's stamina, and repeated uses could result in a comma, although that had only happened in one case, where a single Cetra took out an half a Demon camp before going into a comma and being ruthlessly slaughted and displayed by the evil creatures.

Yet, the Ultima seemed to drain the user's stamin ten times as fast. Soldiers were retiring hours earlier than they usually did, feeling a little queasy.

General Aden watched as the soldiers each had their turn, and decided they should all become accustomed to the Ultima materia, so he began to sechedule as many practice sessions as he could without wearing his troops so ragged to the point they wouldn't be able to fight. And then he gave them all a week to rest.

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Finally the day of the assualt came. General Aden prepared his troop, coordinating his efforts with at least 7 other troops who met them on the way. They all held their heads high, and marched with a new sense of hope.

At first, they had thought the war was utterly hopeless, until they started using materia as a weapon, rather than as an everyday tool. The tides of the war quickly changed, and the Cetra became the dominant species upon the Planet. And now, the Cetra were finally on the offense, and they were going into the Demon home base.

The Demons had always been the most destructive and threatening force of the four. And the Cetra felt that if they could take them out, they could easily win the war.

The troops marched, their baggy pants never seemed to get in their way, and it put little restriction upon the in battle. In fact some went as far to say as it was helpful. No one actually knew for sure, but it was traditional attire, and everyone seemed to wear it.

More than 15,000 hands reached down and plucked a green materia from their belts. In turn, the other 134,000 troops reached down and grabbed a green orb of their own. Obviously of lesser power, but still a major role in the attack.

The Demons could be seen in the distance. Huge numbers of them. Rank after rank after rank. All charging straight toward the marching Cetra.

They readied their materia, all began glowing, charging. And then they waited. And waited. The troops became uneasy, and some began to wonder if the General had gone into shock at the shear numbers the Demons were bringing at them.

"Ready men!" Aden suddenly broke the silence of words, but not of noisee. For the terrible noise of the Demons battle cry rang out as their foots pounded the ground as if some horrid hatred exsited between the two.

The first 15,000 materia's began to grow brighter as the Ultima spells began to unleash their horror upon the ranks of Demons.

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Simon watched as thousands, tens of thousands, no, hundreds of thousands of Demons were killed. They were murdered. Slaughtered. Mutilated. Yet they still charged. They charged still as a third and fourth waves of Ultima hit them. Then he watched as still thousands more were burnt and charred into dust.

He watched as his race won the war. He watched for weeks. And it only took a few more. The Cetra charged all the important places of the Gargoyles, the Demons, and the Titans. One by one all of the other three races fell. One by one each member of their short lived society was killed.

He was given permission by the Council to colonize the Planet. He created the women and sent them down to mate with the men and create a civilization.

What he didn't know was that some Cetra were evolving. And they weren't evolving into the regular, peaceful hearted, kind-minded Cetra.


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Author's Notes: Obviously if you're reading these you've just read the first chapter of my fic. In this chapter I laid down the War13342 and the background of the Cetra. Not the most exciting of chapters eh? Well, my forte isn't exactly war scenes etc. Too much to concentrate on. If any fights I prefer them one on one. Or at least enough that you can concentrate on all the characters in the battle without become lost.

So, this was just another background chapter. The real story will get going in Chapter 2. So look forward to it hopefully pretty soon.