(Disclaimer: The following chapter adds Final Fantasy 7 to the list of stuff I don't own so yeah.)
Tae Grif crept silently towards the well, the Chimera and the woman were both sleeping and he didn't want to wake them. He peered down the well but drew back when a strong grotesque smell entered his nostrils. The smell made his eyes sting painfully. He had never smelt something this horrible in his entire life, yet there was something familiar about it. " Never mind that." he thought, looking back down into the well. He remembered that the well was filled with water long ago, back when he first came to be here. He had stumbled upon this place on accident of course; it was a strange place indeed. He had been hunting with his brothers, Gordo and Vics in the usual spot and they had gotten separated. Tae Grif found himself wandering along a path surrounded by high rock walls.
Soon he found himself here, with the old one. Gaspard, the Guru of Time as he called himself, had assembled great warriors from several worlds and times to defend against one known as Diont. Gaspard was clearly older than he appeared, Tae could tell because his wisdom was far greater that of his great grandfather. Tae couldn't tell that there was that much of a difference though, they both looked like they had seen a lot in their day. Upon meeting the one known as the Guru of Time, Tae found him worthy of his respect. Besides, this was a man who had seen all that happened in the histories of all the worlds.
The Guru told him there were six others that would guard the tomb (1) of Diont. If he were to leave the Ravine, he would soon regain his full power, and the chaos would begin once more. Tae didn't quite understand what chaos the old one spoke of, but whatever it was, he didn't want Diont to do any thing to his family back in Cosmo Canyon. Perhaps this was the kind of adventure that he would tell his cubs about, when he had them that is. He, just like his father had been, was a little too young to be out on his own.
Zel clutched his head in his hands as he awoke, it was still dark out, and the eerie feeling poking at the back of his mind told him that it would be for a long time to come. Could it be that time was returning to this world. If so, why? He looked to his waist where the sleeping Amelia rested her head; he didn't suppose she would return home if he told her to. The girl would whine about not wanting to leave him, but he wouldn't be able to live with himself if she were to die here. His battle with the serpent proved that he could hardly handle himself in this place, much less Amelia, who he had no doubt would rush at the enemy preaching about how justice will prevail and all that good stuff.
He sighed and propped himself up on his right shoulder. He smiled looking down at the girl. " I guess I'll have to take her with me though . . ." he said lying back once more and closing his eyes.
Doan (2) closed his book and stood from his desk chair, he reached high above himself and stretched, yawning. " Nothing like a bit of lite reading before patrol." he said placing the book on dug out part of the wall that he used as a shelf for his books. The old man had been sure to give him plenty of them so he wouldn't go crazy being alone all these years. Gaspard had chosen Doan to be the look out, the one that would wake the other guards if Diont were to awaken sooner than anticipated. Doan put his hands on his hips and scanned the room; the cave walls were covered in marks and scratches, each one representing a day that he had spent here.
Fortunately, the Guru of Time gave Doan a watch. This watch had the power to go unaffected by the Ravine's spell. During his years spent in the Ravine, Doan had grown much stronger in knowledge as well as strength and speed. At the point of being chosen as one of the seven, Doan seemed the most unlikely warrior of them all, but now, it was just the opposite. During the past 1000 years he had not aged a day, he still had the same feathery light gray hair that went about two inches past his shoulders. He was only 5 feet tall.
He wore the same clothes, though they had become a bit tattered and torn. The smell that hung about him wasn't the most appealing but what was on to do with no running water? He had risked a bath in the monster-infested waters of a lake not far away, but that was about 10 years ago. " After this is all over, I can go home. The least Gaspard owes me is a short visit. I expect he'll want me back to guard the obelisk again though. Perhaps this time I'll be able to rest though. I'm tired of being the watchdog."
Doan was the only of the seven to have remained awake the whole time. The others were sealed away as statues. There was one more of the seven though that wouldn't know his role until all were gathered. At this moment he was seeing the Ravine for the first time. Doan sighed,
" I feel sorry for the seventh. He doesn't yet know ... he won't be too happy when he finds out he has a part to play. He may not have been asleep, but he's certainly in the dark." Gaspard had told him the man's name. Regretfully it was the only to escape his mind. " What was it again?" he pondered aloud," Zangalus? No that's not it, Zelda? No, not it either that's a woman's name ..., Gladius?" he shrugged, giving up.
Doan stepped out of the cave and into the night, according to the watch it was nearly three in the morning. Doan nodded and folded his arms across his chest, the five sealed in stone would soon awaken. According to his calculations, Tae Grif, Vorimoth, and perhaps the magus were awake now. Time was slowly moving again, and that meant the seal on Diont was beginning to weaken. " Better get going." he sighed, ducking backing to his cave and grabbing his stone sword. He looked at his watch again, " Just five more hours ..."
(1) Tae Grif refers to the place were Diont is seal as a tomb simply because his people do not believe that it is possible to be sealed between life and death, one is either dead or alive, and the unmoving, unbreathing body of Diont convinced him that there is no possible way that that he was still alive.
(2) Doan is indeed from Chrono Trigger but not the one you would think, he is not old man living in the ruined future but his ancestor, a young scholar from the 15th century, native to the Guardia kingdom.
( Wow, I think I'm going to stick with this Fic. I should finish the next chapter soon so keep reading! )
Tae Grif crept silently towards the well, the Chimera and the woman were both sleeping and he didn't want to wake them. He peered down the well but drew back when a strong grotesque smell entered his nostrils. The smell made his eyes sting painfully. He had never smelt something this horrible in his entire life, yet there was something familiar about it. " Never mind that." he thought, looking back down into the well. He remembered that the well was filled with water long ago, back when he first came to be here. He had stumbled upon this place on accident of course; it was a strange place indeed. He had been hunting with his brothers, Gordo and Vics in the usual spot and they had gotten separated. Tae Grif found himself wandering along a path surrounded by high rock walls.
Soon he found himself here, with the old one. Gaspard, the Guru of Time as he called himself, had assembled great warriors from several worlds and times to defend against one known as Diont. Gaspard was clearly older than he appeared, Tae could tell because his wisdom was far greater that of his great grandfather. Tae couldn't tell that there was that much of a difference though, they both looked like they had seen a lot in their day. Upon meeting the one known as the Guru of Time, Tae found him worthy of his respect. Besides, this was a man who had seen all that happened in the histories of all the worlds.
The Guru told him there were six others that would guard the tomb (1) of Diont. If he were to leave the Ravine, he would soon regain his full power, and the chaos would begin once more. Tae didn't quite understand what chaos the old one spoke of, but whatever it was, he didn't want Diont to do any thing to his family back in Cosmo Canyon. Perhaps this was the kind of adventure that he would tell his cubs about, when he had them that is. He, just like his father had been, was a little too young to be out on his own.
Zel clutched his head in his hands as he awoke, it was still dark out, and the eerie feeling poking at the back of his mind told him that it would be for a long time to come. Could it be that time was returning to this world. If so, why? He looked to his waist where the sleeping Amelia rested her head; he didn't suppose she would return home if he told her to. The girl would whine about not wanting to leave him, but he wouldn't be able to live with himself if she were to die here. His battle with the serpent proved that he could hardly handle himself in this place, much less Amelia, who he had no doubt would rush at the enemy preaching about how justice will prevail and all that good stuff.
He sighed and propped himself up on his right shoulder. He smiled looking down at the girl. " I guess I'll have to take her with me though . . ." he said lying back once more and closing his eyes.
Doan (2) closed his book and stood from his desk chair, he reached high above himself and stretched, yawning. " Nothing like a bit of lite reading before patrol." he said placing the book on dug out part of the wall that he used as a shelf for his books. The old man had been sure to give him plenty of them so he wouldn't go crazy being alone all these years. Gaspard had chosen Doan to be the look out, the one that would wake the other guards if Diont were to awaken sooner than anticipated. Doan put his hands on his hips and scanned the room; the cave walls were covered in marks and scratches, each one representing a day that he had spent here.
Fortunately, the Guru of Time gave Doan a watch. This watch had the power to go unaffected by the Ravine's spell. During his years spent in the Ravine, Doan had grown much stronger in knowledge as well as strength and speed. At the point of being chosen as one of the seven, Doan seemed the most unlikely warrior of them all, but now, it was just the opposite. During the past 1000 years he had not aged a day, he still had the same feathery light gray hair that went about two inches past his shoulders. He was only 5 feet tall.
He wore the same clothes, though they had become a bit tattered and torn. The smell that hung about him wasn't the most appealing but what was on to do with no running water? He had risked a bath in the monster-infested waters of a lake not far away, but that was about 10 years ago. " After this is all over, I can go home. The least Gaspard owes me is a short visit. I expect he'll want me back to guard the obelisk again though. Perhaps this time I'll be able to rest though. I'm tired of being the watchdog."
Doan was the only of the seven to have remained awake the whole time. The others were sealed away as statues. There was one more of the seven though that wouldn't know his role until all were gathered. At this moment he was seeing the Ravine for the first time. Doan sighed,
" I feel sorry for the seventh. He doesn't yet know ... he won't be too happy when he finds out he has a part to play. He may not have been asleep, but he's certainly in the dark." Gaspard had told him the man's name. Regretfully it was the only to escape his mind. " What was it again?" he pondered aloud," Zangalus? No that's not it, Zelda? No, not it either that's a woman's name ..., Gladius?" he shrugged, giving up.
Doan stepped out of the cave and into the night, according to the watch it was nearly three in the morning. Doan nodded and folded his arms across his chest, the five sealed in stone would soon awaken. According to his calculations, Tae Grif, Vorimoth, and perhaps the magus were awake now. Time was slowly moving again, and that meant the seal on Diont was beginning to weaken. " Better get going." he sighed, ducking backing to his cave and grabbing his stone sword. He looked at his watch again, " Just five more hours ..."
(1) Tae Grif refers to the place were Diont is seal as a tomb simply because his people do not believe that it is possible to be sealed between life and death, one is either dead or alive, and the unmoving, unbreathing body of Diont convinced him that there is no possible way that that he was still alive.
(2) Doan is indeed from Chrono Trigger but not the one you would think, he is not old man living in the ruined future but his ancestor, a young scholar from the 15th century, native to the Guardia kingdom.
( Wow, I think I'm going to stick with this Fic. I should finish the next chapter soon so keep reading! )
