Okay, somebody pointed out a 'blooper' in my first part. Zidane washed up
on the edge of the continent, and went to the nearest town. But Dali is
NOWHERE near the ocean. Sorry bout that. Anyway, here's the next chapter
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Ice Cavern
"AHHH!" screamed Zidane, running for his life. The Python had caught him off guard, and now he was paying the consequences.
"Why don't I carry a weapon!" he moaned, leaping out of the creature's jaws, and putting a notch up on his speed. He had only left Dali a few days ago, and had been able to 'flee' from most monsters that had shown up. However, this one wasn't taking no for an answer . . .
"Yah!" shrieked Zidane, falling to the ground. He'd tripped on a root. Glancing back, he saw the monster leap, and he rolled over, missing the creature by inches.
He leapt to his feet and resumed his pace. The Python hesitated a few minutes, then followed him once again.
* * *
"I . . . Cant . . . Keep . . . this . . . up" gasped Zidane. He was about ready to drop and let the Python finish him off, when he saw an opening in the cliff.
"If I can get there, maybe he'll leave me alone" Zidane thought, and used the last of his reserves to jump into the Cave entrance, sliding across its slippery floor.
Outside, the Python hesitated. After sampling the chilling breeze, he gave up, and melded into the fog. Easier prey was to be found . . .
"Brrr" shivered Zidane. "I thought snow was for outdoors."
The Cavern he was standing in was made completely of ice. Even the small flowers near the entrance were coated in frozen dust. Zidane was very, VERY glad of the cloak Aggie had given him. The strangest thing was, the ice reminded him of a place. The bluish tinge in the walls, the glinting flowers. He'd been somewhere like this before.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to think it over. He'd freeze to death if he didn't get out of there soon. And there was no way he was going out the way he came in. What if Pythy was still there?
Sighing, the boy wrapped his arms around his body, and trudged down the path, desperately hoping not to run into any monsters.
* * *
"H-how, I-is it p-p-possible?" Zidane shivered. "I-its, e-ev-even colder up h-here."
Zidane had reached the end of the tunnel, and had been unfortunately greeted with snow. There was no way he was going out that way! At least not yet . . .
He wrapped his cloak tighter, and trudged back into the Caverns. Something clicked in his mind. A memory, of Aggie, telling him how to make fire . . .
Searching the Caverns, Zidane was ecstatic to find two stones (though a little frosty), and a pile of forgotten wood. Apparently travellers had come here before.
He bundled the wood together, and created a small fire. After drying the stones, he chipped the two together. It took several tries, but finally, a small spark fell into the wood, and caught alight . . .
* * *
Zidane smiled near his makeshift fire. He had started to warm up. Heck, the whole rooms was warming up. A small wall near the fire had even started to melt, and Zidane thought he could see something behind it . . .
He stood up and walked towards it. Sure enough, there appeared to be a chest behind it. Tentatively, he knocked on it.
CRASH!!!!!!!
Zidane looked away as the wall fell down around him. When he looked back, the wall was lying around him, and the chest was accessible.
He walked towards it, and opened it. Inside was some sort of sword.
Zidane's face lit up. Now he could fight!
He lifted the sword out, and dragged it with both hands. It was way too heavy. Just then, he heard a low growl from behind him. Turning round, he saw a large Boar-like creature (You know what I'm talking about!) running towards him!
Zidane screamed, and lifted his newly equipped sword. It was mainly luck that he managed to swing it, slashing the creature's chest.
Zidane watched as it evaporated, and glanced down at the sword. It was a mixed blessing.
"I can't survive without a weapon, but I can't even use this properly" he muttered. "What use is that!"
Just then, another growl could be heard. Zidane looked behind him and slid to the ground. Two more of those boars had appeared! The crashing wall must have attracted them.
He jumped to his feet, and grabbed his things. Before the creatures could react, he jumped and slid down the path, and onwards to the summit.
The creatures snorted, and ran after him.
* * *
Zidane dashed out the tunnel, only to fall in the snow. It came up to his knees! There was no way he could walk through.
He turned to see the two creatures jumping towards him, not having any trouble getting through. Zidane closed his eyes, and prepared for the worst.
"Get out of here! Leave you giant pigs!" shouted a voice.
Zidane opened his eyes in the direction of the voice. A man was throwing snowballs at the two boars. They had stopped, and couldn't get any closer. Finally, they snorted in contempt, and ran off.
The man sighed, and walked towards Zidane, who was busy trying to wade through the snow, using the sword for support. "You okay?"
Zidane nodded.
"What's a kid your age doing out here anyway?" he asked, then noticed the sword the boy was carrying. "Hey! Where'd you get that sword?"
Zidane pointed into the cave. "A wall melted, and this was behind it. But it's too heavy to use."
The man shook his head. "Follow me. You can rest at my camp. Just don't steal anything."
As Zidane followed him, Zidane introduced himself.
"I'm Zidane."
The man laughed. "Just call me Pops. Everyone else does."
* * *
"Here kid. Get this down your throat. One of my specials at the bar."
The man handed Zidane a bowl of murky black soup. But Zidane was too hungry to care what it looked like, and gulped it down. He had told the Pops why he'd been travelling alone, and that all he could remember about his past was a blue light. Pops in turn, had told Zidane that he was doing some favours for friends, and was a barman in a large town called Lindblum.
"You should go there sometime," Pops said. "Place is built inside the castle!"
Zidane nodded. "Maybe."
Pops rubbed his hands together. "Now, as for that sword . . ."
Zidane glanced at the sword lying beside him. "What about it?"
"That's a Broadsword. There's no way you can handle something that big. And believe it or not, that's what I came here to look for."
Zidane blinked. "Really?"
Pops nodded. "That sword belonged to a friend of mine. He said he'd run out of room for items, so hid it in the Ice Cavern. But he was injured before he could come collect it. So I volunteered."
Zidane grinned. "Well, sorry. But I need a weapon. It might not be the best, but it's all I've got."
To his surprise, the older man just laughed. "Well then, how about a trade?"
"A . . . trade?" asked Zidane, as Pops went into his bag. Finally, he pulled out a strange looking sheath with a blade inside.
He tossed it to Zidane. "It's called a dagger. Probably much better for you than me."
Zidane gasped as he pulled out the impressive weapon. The simple handle was easy to hold, and the blade looked new. He twirled it in his hands, like an expert.
"You'll give me this, for the sword" he asked.
Pops nodded, and Zidane smiled.
"You got a deal!"
* * *
"Grass!" shouted Zidane. "So much better than snow!"
Pops swung his bag on one shoulder. "Well, I'm heading off home, but I'd advise you go to Treno."
Zidane looked puzzled. "Treno?"
Pops nodded, and pointed in the direction of an orange haze. "It's by the waterfront. I figured that blue light you talked about might be the ocean, and there's a lot of people in Treno who are willing to part with information, for a price."
Zidane looked in the direction Pops was pointing in, and decided.
"Okay! Treno here I come!" Thanks Pops!
* * *
With that, the boy ran off, his tail bouncing behind him. Pops waited till he was out of sight, and walked in the direction of Lindblum.
"Good luck kid" he thought to himself. "I'll keep an ear out for strangers with tails. Maybe Baku will know something."
To be continued . . .
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Well there's chapter 2 up. Hope you like it! And thanks to Myao ClanClan for telling me what monsters hung around Dali! (I just wish I'd asked what monsters lived in the Ice Cavern. Anyway R&R!
Just a question. How do you pronounce Zidane? I realised that some people pronounce the name differently to others (eg, I was calling Tidus in FFX Tydus, but its pronounced Teedus). My friend calls him Zidan, and I call him Zidayn.
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Ice Cavern
"AHHH!" screamed Zidane, running for his life. The Python had caught him off guard, and now he was paying the consequences.
"Why don't I carry a weapon!" he moaned, leaping out of the creature's jaws, and putting a notch up on his speed. He had only left Dali a few days ago, and had been able to 'flee' from most monsters that had shown up. However, this one wasn't taking no for an answer . . .
"Yah!" shrieked Zidane, falling to the ground. He'd tripped on a root. Glancing back, he saw the monster leap, and he rolled over, missing the creature by inches.
He leapt to his feet and resumed his pace. The Python hesitated a few minutes, then followed him once again.
* * *
"I . . . Cant . . . Keep . . . this . . . up" gasped Zidane. He was about ready to drop and let the Python finish him off, when he saw an opening in the cliff.
"If I can get there, maybe he'll leave me alone" Zidane thought, and used the last of his reserves to jump into the Cave entrance, sliding across its slippery floor.
Outside, the Python hesitated. After sampling the chilling breeze, he gave up, and melded into the fog. Easier prey was to be found . . .
"Brrr" shivered Zidane. "I thought snow was for outdoors."
The Cavern he was standing in was made completely of ice. Even the small flowers near the entrance were coated in frozen dust. Zidane was very, VERY glad of the cloak Aggie had given him. The strangest thing was, the ice reminded him of a place. The bluish tinge in the walls, the glinting flowers. He'd been somewhere like this before.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to think it over. He'd freeze to death if he didn't get out of there soon. And there was no way he was going out the way he came in. What if Pythy was still there?
Sighing, the boy wrapped his arms around his body, and trudged down the path, desperately hoping not to run into any monsters.
* * *
"H-how, I-is it p-p-possible?" Zidane shivered. "I-its, e-ev-even colder up h-here."
Zidane had reached the end of the tunnel, and had been unfortunately greeted with snow. There was no way he was going out that way! At least not yet . . .
He wrapped his cloak tighter, and trudged back into the Caverns. Something clicked in his mind. A memory, of Aggie, telling him how to make fire . . .
Searching the Caverns, Zidane was ecstatic to find two stones (though a little frosty), and a pile of forgotten wood. Apparently travellers had come here before.
He bundled the wood together, and created a small fire. After drying the stones, he chipped the two together. It took several tries, but finally, a small spark fell into the wood, and caught alight . . .
* * *
Zidane smiled near his makeshift fire. He had started to warm up. Heck, the whole rooms was warming up. A small wall near the fire had even started to melt, and Zidane thought he could see something behind it . . .
He stood up and walked towards it. Sure enough, there appeared to be a chest behind it. Tentatively, he knocked on it.
CRASH!!!!!!!
Zidane looked away as the wall fell down around him. When he looked back, the wall was lying around him, and the chest was accessible.
He walked towards it, and opened it. Inside was some sort of sword.
Zidane's face lit up. Now he could fight!
He lifted the sword out, and dragged it with both hands. It was way too heavy. Just then, he heard a low growl from behind him. Turning round, he saw a large Boar-like creature (You know what I'm talking about!) running towards him!
Zidane screamed, and lifted his newly equipped sword. It was mainly luck that he managed to swing it, slashing the creature's chest.
Zidane watched as it evaporated, and glanced down at the sword. It was a mixed blessing.
"I can't survive without a weapon, but I can't even use this properly" he muttered. "What use is that!"
Just then, another growl could be heard. Zidane looked behind him and slid to the ground. Two more of those boars had appeared! The crashing wall must have attracted them.
He jumped to his feet, and grabbed his things. Before the creatures could react, he jumped and slid down the path, and onwards to the summit.
The creatures snorted, and ran after him.
* * *
Zidane dashed out the tunnel, only to fall in the snow. It came up to his knees! There was no way he could walk through.
He turned to see the two creatures jumping towards him, not having any trouble getting through. Zidane closed his eyes, and prepared for the worst.
"Get out of here! Leave you giant pigs!" shouted a voice.
Zidane opened his eyes in the direction of the voice. A man was throwing snowballs at the two boars. They had stopped, and couldn't get any closer. Finally, they snorted in contempt, and ran off.
The man sighed, and walked towards Zidane, who was busy trying to wade through the snow, using the sword for support. "You okay?"
Zidane nodded.
"What's a kid your age doing out here anyway?" he asked, then noticed the sword the boy was carrying. "Hey! Where'd you get that sword?"
Zidane pointed into the cave. "A wall melted, and this was behind it. But it's too heavy to use."
The man shook his head. "Follow me. You can rest at my camp. Just don't steal anything."
As Zidane followed him, Zidane introduced himself.
"I'm Zidane."
The man laughed. "Just call me Pops. Everyone else does."
* * *
"Here kid. Get this down your throat. One of my specials at the bar."
The man handed Zidane a bowl of murky black soup. But Zidane was too hungry to care what it looked like, and gulped it down. He had told the Pops why he'd been travelling alone, and that all he could remember about his past was a blue light. Pops in turn, had told Zidane that he was doing some favours for friends, and was a barman in a large town called Lindblum.
"You should go there sometime," Pops said. "Place is built inside the castle!"
Zidane nodded. "Maybe."
Pops rubbed his hands together. "Now, as for that sword . . ."
Zidane glanced at the sword lying beside him. "What about it?"
"That's a Broadsword. There's no way you can handle something that big. And believe it or not, that's what I came here to look for."
Zidane blinked. "Really?"
Pops nodded. "That sword belonged to a friend of mine. He said he'd run out of room for items, so hid it in the Ice Cavern. But he was injured before he could come collect it. So I volunteered."
Zidane grinned. "Well, sorry. But I need a weapon. It might not be the best, but it's all I've got."
To his surprise, the older man just laughed. "Well then, how about a trade?"
"A . . . trade?" asked Zidane, as Pops went into his bag. Finally, he pulled out a strange looking sheath with a blade inside.
He tossed it to Zidane. "It's called a dagger. Probably much better for you than me."
Zidane gasped as he pulled out the impressive weapon. The simple handle was easy to hold, and the blade looked new. He twirled it in his hands, like an expert.
"You'll give me this, for the sword" he asked.
Pops nodded, and Zidane smiled.
"You got a deal!"
* * *
"Grass!" shouted Zidane. "So much better than snow!"
Pops swung his bag on one shoulder. "Well, I'm heading off home, but I'd advise you go to Treno."
Zidane looked puzzled. "Treno?"
Pops nodded, and pointed in the direction of an orange haze. "It's by the waterfront. I figured that blue light you talked about might be the ocean, and there's a lot of people in Treno who are willing to part with information, for a price."
Zidane looked in the direction Pops was pointing in, and decided.
"Okay! Treno here I come!" Thanks Pops!
* * *
With that, the boy ran off, his tail bouncing behind him. Pops waited till he was out of sight, and walked in the direction of Lindblum.
"Good luck kid" he thought to himself. "I'll keep an ear out for strangers with tails. Maybe Baku will know something."
To be continued . . .
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Well there's chapter 2 up. Hope you like it! And thanks to Myao ClanClan for telling me what monsters hung around Dali! (I just wish I'd asked what monsters lived in the Ice Cavern. Anyway R&R!
Just a question. How do you pronounce Zidane? I realised that some people pronounce the name differently to others (eg, I was calling Tidus in FFX Tydus, but its pronounced Teedus). My friend calls him Zidan, and I call him Zidayn.