Chapter One

Chapter One

And the Stage is Set

*Locke Cole and Elizabeth Whittaker sit against a tree, holding hands. Normally Elly would not do this, but she tells herself that this is a special occasion and looks at Locke, a romantic look in his eyes. The wind pocke up and Elly shivers, suddenly cold. Locke looks at Elly shivering and holds her. This is where our story begins . . .*

Locke: Elly, you alright?

Elly: *nods* Yeah. I'm just a little cold, but--

Locke: That should go away soon, dear. *winks*

*Elly catches the wink and winks back*

Elly: I know, Locke. *smiles*

Locke: Well, we haven't had any time to ourselves in a whi--

*Locke's phone rings*

Elly: You better get it.

Locke: *sighs* Damn. *answers it* Hey, Locke speaking. Leave a--

Voice: Locke, you aren't getting me this time! Is Elly there?

*Locke grimances*

Locke: Yes. *hands Elly the phone* It's Lufia.

*Elly takes the phone*

Elly: Hello? *puts Lufia on speakerphone on the battery operated phone

Lufia: Hey Elly. I tell ya, Locke can-- *stops* I'm on speakerphone! Elly!

*Both of them laugh*

Locke: Yep.

Elly: I'm comfy. I'm not moving.

Lufia: *slyly* Alone with Locke, are you?

Locke: Well, you knew that! You called me! *yells*

*Lufia laughs*

Lufia: I know. Your wedding's not too far off.

Elly: And I'll be glad when it's over. *wipes her brow*

Locke: So will I.

Lufia: I can imagine. *pauses* Anyway, I was wondering if you needed anything.

Locke: Time alone . . .

Elly: No craziness . . .

Both of them: No adventures.

Lufia: *sounds hesistant* Well--

Elly: Lufia, we gotta go. Bye! *hangs up the phone*

*Locke grins*

Locke: Do you know how much I love you?

Elly: Well-- *kisses him* You do now.

*Locke blushes*

Elly: Well, it's chilly.

Locke: Is it?

Elly: Yeah. Don't you think so?

Locke: Elly, if you want to say like this, just tell me.

Elly: I was only asking--

*Phone rings again*

Locke: Dang! *answers* Hey, Locke speaking. Leave a message after the beep. *Locke belches into the phone*

*The person on the other line (Thalla) does not appericate this and says indigantly into the phone*

Thalla: Locke Cole! You nasty pansy--

*Locke hangs up*

Locke: Why do I get the feeling it's going to be crazy tonight?

Elly: Don't know--

*Once again the phone rings*

Elly: I'll get it. *answers* Hello?

*Elly's best friend (Katie) yells*

Katie: Beast! Where are you? Your mom's been looking for you!

*Elly sighs*

Elly: I'm with Locke, Katie.

Katie: *does a double take* Locke--as in Locke Cole?!

Elly: *grins* The one and only.

Katie: You have to let me meet him! I'm so--

Elly: --jealous? *smirks*

Katie: Yeah. *sighs* What do I tell your mom?

*Locke grabs the phone*

Locke: Hey there. I'm sorry, but Elly's--

Katie: *romantic* Who cares about Beast? You're Locke, right?

Locke: Y--yeah.

Katie: Well, you're--

*Locke blushes and smirks to Elly*

Locke: Thanks. Well, we gotta go. Come to our wedding, Katie.

*Katie hyperventalites*

Katie: Wedding?! What--

*Locke hangs up*

Locke: Sorry.

Elly: That's okay.

*There is a moment of silence until someone pokes Elly*

Elly: Ahh! *turns around* Oh, it's you, Ryvnn.

*Center in on Ryvanna Trinslayer, a young Ka'Tacuri (demonic winged elf) who looks no older then nineteen years old. Her hair is straight and long, the color of it a turquoise color, which is a surprising color on a Ka'Tacuri of any kind. Her skin is an albino color on her and it conflicts with her acrimonious dark blue eyes. Her silver dress blows against the wind as well as her hair, her black wings with the gradient purple at the tips flapping slowly behind her. On her belt are two katana blades, each held in place by a scabbard.*

Ryvnn: *pouts* Aww! I thought it was too dark to see!

Locke: Nope. I can still see you.

Elly: *looks at hippie watch* It's only 7:30 and everything has happened within the last ten minutes, Locke!

*Locke ponders*

Ryvnn: Well, I heard the phone ring too much. *makes a face*

Locke: Well, people call. *looks to Ryvnn* Anything you need, Ryv?

Ryvnn: Nope. Tadd went with Vincent to the local pub to pick up some info on Sephiroth.

Elly: What are they doing after Sephiroth? *has a puzzled expression on her face*

Ryvnn: *thinks* Don't know. Valentine's the one after them.

Elly: That would explain it . . . *sighs*

*Phone rings once more*

Ryvnn: Damn, Locke. Popular with the locals or something?

Locke: Shut up, Ryv. *answers the phone* Hey, L--

Terra: *hysterical* Locke, you have to come here to Figaro immediately! It's horrible! *starts to cry*

Locke: *comfortingly* What, Terra? What happened?

Terra: *still sobbing* It's . . . it's Vincent. He decided to get into a fight with Edgar and Sabin . . . and when that happened, Sabin was thrown into another dimension . . . and now

Edgar is going nuts trying to find him . . . *pauses* I tell you . . . I'm just about sick of

this . . .

Elly: *hears the crying in the phone* Who's that? *concerned*

Locke: Well, just hang tight, Terra. I don't know what to tell you. I can't come by there because I don't know a way home from wherever I'm at right now.

Terra: *pauses again as she sighs* Ok . . . I'll do whatever you say . . . Locke . . .

Locke: There, now that's being a good Terra. Just keep Edgar under control and don't do anything stupid. But then again . . . *growls as he hears a click on the other side*

Damn it! Terra!

Elly and Ryvnn: What happened?

Ryvnn: More importantly, what happened with Edgar?

Locke: *sighs* Appearently Vincent challenged the two Figaro brothers. Something happened to the two of them and something went amiss. Sabin . . . well, he's in a different

dimension now . . .

Elly: Oh man . . . *sighs* I knew something was going to happen on the night we were alone.

Ryvnn: No kidding. But . . . *grins* Cheer up. You know . . . you always have each other.

*Locke rolls his eyes*

Locke: Yeah, but that's comforting to know. I thought it was a gimme.

Elly: Me too. *puzzled*

Ryvnn: Well, we have to find out how to get Sabin back in his dimension . . . after we find him.

*Vincent Viciome III walks toward them, an Acuri (elf) who is around eighteen years old. He is dressed in the attire of a traveling Acuri, which would be a dark green shirt with black slacks. A bow hangs on his shoulder and his quiver is across his other shoulder, full of red feathered arrows. The young man is wearing a dark green cloak, which enfolds his small, skinny figure. Hazel eyes look toward the group, his specatcles reflecting the moonlight off the glass. Light brown hair blows all around him and the unsuspecting figure smiles as he comes upon Ryvnn.*

Vincent: Hey there, Ryvnn. *waves and stops in front of her*

*Ryvnn explodes*

Ryvnn: What in hell were you thinking, Viciome?! You sent Sabin back in TIME, for Goddess' sake! What made you do that?

Vincent: *looks hurt* I don't know what you're talking about, Ryvnn. I was alone, trying to make arrows for my bow all afternoon.

Ryvnn: You went with Tadd to--no, wait. That was Valentine. So . . . Valentine was the one . . .

Elly: But what got Vincent so mad? I mean . . . the other Vincent had a quiet streak for

comtemplating things through. Now he's a killing machine?

Vincent: All I know is that he asked me to go with me and Tadd on how to find Sephiroth. The next thing I know, Tadd limps back to us and says that he was beaten up. That was

pretty apparent through the black eye and the broken arm.

Ryvnn: *worried* Broken arm? Black eye? *sighs* Viciome, I say we go back.

Vincent: *mumbles* Only because your betrowthed is in danger.

Ryvnn: Shut up! *smacks him, blushing*

Locke: So, we have to find a way to get Sabin back. Any ideas?

Elly: We have to find out where he is, Locke! *gives him a stern look* Remember?

Locke: Oh yeah.

Ryvnn: Well, we're going.

*Ryvnn flies away and Vincent runs after her*

Locke: Some way to spend a night, huh?

*Elly smiles*

Elly: *sings* In my dearest memory . . .

Locke: What are you singing?

Elly: I see you reaching out to me . . .

Locke: Elly!

Elly: Now you're gone . . . I still believe you can call . . . out my name . . . *looks to Locke* That was from Final Fantasy IX. I just thought . . . *sighs* Well, you know.

*Locke shrugs*

Locke: Yeah, well . . . let's go back.

Elly: Okay.

*The two get up and they walk back to their friends. Scene fades out.*