I'm back! Sorry this chapters so short. I've decided to do Burmecia in
two parts, mainly because if I waited to finish this chapter, it wouldn't
be up for weeks. Why? CAUSE I FINALLY HAVE FINAL FANTASY 8!!!!!!! I
found a brand new copy on HMV.co.uk, and it arrived yesterday! Now I can
complete it!
**Jumps up and down**
I'm so happy! Anyway, R&R! **continues jumping up and down**
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BURMECIA
His head hurt again. Groaning, he opened his eyes.
'Just as long as I don't have amnesia again' he thought. 'My name's Zidane right?'
A voice broke the boy's train of thought.
"So you're finally up."
Zidane slowly sat up on the bed to see who had spoken. It was the rat girl from earlier.
"You gave me quite the scare," she said, walking towards him. "You stopped breathing once on the way here. Lord knows how you survived."
Zidane smiled cockily. "Please. Nothin' keeps me out of action for long. See? A few days in bed and I'm right as rain."
The Burmecian laughed. "A few days? You've been out cold for two weeks."
* * *
Zidane's eyes bugged out at that statement. Two weeks? And he still hurt all over? He must have been in really bad shape.
The boy sighed, and scratched the back of his head. He'd always been a heavy sleeper but that was ridiculous. It was then he realised something was wrong with his head. It seemed . . . lighter somehow. His eyes widened again as he put both hands on his head and realised the problem.
"AHHH! What the heck did you do to my hair?" he shouted, clutching the short strands. When he'd entered Gizmaluke's Grotto, it had reached his waist, tied out of his way. Now it barely past his ears.
The Burmecian smiled inwardly at the young thief. "When you came in, your hair got in the way. Besides, it made you look like a girl."
"It did not!" Zidane shot back. "I've been growing it for months! Long hair is in fashion in Treno. Okay it was a little tangled but . . ."
"A little! We had to use five pairs of scissors to get through that mop!" a new voice called. The two in the room turned to see two more Burmecians enter. One was new, and the other was the Burmecian that had been in Gizmaluke's Grotto too.
"So the little runt is up I see Freya" the male Burmecian supplied, and turned to Zidane. "What's your name boy?"
"Zidane" the boy mumbled, eyeing his 'rescuers' carefully.
"I am Sir Fratley of the Dragon Knights" Fratley answered, and motioned to the others. "Lady Freya was the one who saved you, and this house belongs to Helena.
Zidane blinked twice at the long titles. "Uhh, mind if I just call you Fratley and Freya?"
"Not at all."
* * *
Zidane smiled, and jumped out of the bed. "Well, it was real nice of you to help me an all, but I think I'll just leave you alone for . . . hey!"
The boy had been making for the door when Freya grabbed the back of his jacket.
"Don't think you're getting off that easy," she said. "You stole something of great importance in Gizmaluke's Grotto, and although we got them back, you still need to be punished."
"However, you are technically just a minor" Fratley explained. "So Freya and I have been assigned to keep you out of trouble. By Gizmaluke's order, you are to remain in Burmecia for one year, and become a worthy member of society."
"Who the heck is Gizmaluke?" Zidane asked, still trying to writhe out of Freya's grasp.
"He was the one who nearly killed you. Believe me, he would have gladly done so if I hadn't stepped in."
"That overgrown squid can TALK?" shrieked Zidane, and winced as Freya cuffed him sharply on his head."
"Watch what you say about Master Gizmaluke. With the exception of the King of Burmecia, he is the most highly respected creature around Burmecia."
"But to answer your question" Helen supplied. "He can, on occasion. But few actually understand what he says. Those would be the Dragon Knights. Protectors of Burmecia."
"Of which we are part of" finished Freya. "Now come along you. I have to take you to Gizmaluke's Grotto, where you will make a formal apology to Master Gizmaluke."
"What? Hey! Let me go!" Zidane shouted. "No one tells me what to do!" However, his efforts were in vain. The Dragon Knights protected Burmecia on a daily basis. Apprehending a young boy was nothing to them.
'What have I gotten myself into?" Zidane wondered.
To be continued . . .
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The next chapter should be pretty long (In theory).
And a little note for all Final Fantasy X fans. If you hated the ending of FFX (I've gotten used to it, but still dislike), then wait no more. A new game from squaresoft is coming out. Final Fantasy X-2! Does this mean some of the other games will be getting sequels (probably not, but it doesn't hurt to hope). This one's focusing on Yuna (I have a picture of what she's going to look like, and our little Summoners all grown up. And it looks like she's traded her usual staff for . . .guns. I'm NOT kidding! E-mail me if you want the picture.
**Jumps up and down**
I'm so happy! Anyway, R&R! **continues jumping up and down**
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BURMECIA
His head hurt again. Groaning, he opened his eyes.
'Just as long as I don't have amnesia again' he thought. 'My name's Zidane right?'
A voice broke the boy's train of thought.
"So you're finally up."
Zidane slowly sat up on the bed to see who had spoken. It was the rat girl from earlier.
"You gave me quite the scare," she said, walking towards him. "You stopped breathing once on the way here. Lord knows how you survived."
Zidane smiled cockily. "Please. Nothin' keeps me out of action for long. See? A few days in bed and I'm right as rain."
The Burmecian laughed. "A few days? You've been out cold for two weeks."
* * *
Zidane's eyes bugged out at that statement. Two weeks? And he still hurt all over? He must have been in really bad shape.
The boy sighed, and scratched the back of his head. He'd always been a heavy sleeper but that was ridiculous. It was then he realised something was wrong with his head. It seemed . . . lighter somehow. His eyes widened again as he put both hands on his head and realised the problem.
"AHHH! What the heck did you do to my hair?" he shouted, clutching the short strands. When he'd entered Gizmaluke's Grotto, it had reached his waist, tied out of his way. Now it barely past his ears.
The Burmecian smiled inwardly at the young thief. "When you came in, your hair got in the way. Besides, it made you look like a girl."
"It did not!" Zidane shot back. "I've been growing it for months! Long hair is in fashion in Treno. Okay it was a little tangled but . . ."
"A little! We had to use five pairs of scissors to get through that mop!" a new voice called. The two in the room turned to see two more Burmecians enter. One was new, and the other was the Burmecian that had been in Gizmaluke's Grotto too.
"So the little runt is up I see Freya" the male Burmecian supplied, and turned to Zidane. "What's your name boy?"
"Zidane" the boy mumbled, eyeing his 'rescuers' carefully.
"I am Sir Fratley of the Dragon Knights" Fratley answered, and motioned to the others. "Lady Freya was the one who saved you, and this house belongs to Helena.
Zidane blinked twice at the long titles. "Uhh, mind if I just call you Fratley and Freya?"
"Not at all."
* * *
Zidane smiled, and jumped out of the bed. "Well, it was real nice of you to help me an all, but I think I'll just leave you alone for . . . hey!"
The boy had been making for the door when Freya grabbed the back of his jacket.
"Don't think you're getting off that easy," she said. "You stole something of great importance in Gizmaluke's Grotto, and although we got them back, you still need to be punished."
"However, you are technically just a minor" Fratley explained. "So Freya and I have been assigned to keep you out of trouble. By Gizmaluke's order, you are to remain in Burmecia for one year, and become a worthy member of society."
"Who the heck is Gizmaluke?" Zidane asked, still trying to writhe out of Freya's grasp.
"He was the one who nearly killed you. Believe me, he would have gladly done so if I hadn't stepped in."
"That overgrown squid can TALK?" shrieked Zidane, and winced as Freya cuffed him sharply on his head."
"Watch what you say about Master Gizmaluke. With the exception of the King of Burmecia, he is the most highly respected creature around Burmecia."
"But to answer your question" Helen supplied. "He can, on occasion. But few actually understand what he says. Those would be the Dragon Knights. Protectors of Burmecia."
"Of which we are part of" finished Freya. "Now come along you. I have to take you to Gizmaluke's Grotto, where you will make a formal apology to Master Gizmaluke."
"What? Hey! Let me go!" Zidane shouted. "No one tells me what to do!" However, his efforts were in vain. The Dragon Knights protected Burmecia on a daily basis. Apprehending a young boy was nothing to them.
'What have I gotten myself into?" Zidane wondered.
To be continued . . .
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The next chapter should be pretty long (In theory).
And a little note for all Final Fantasy X fans. If you hated the ending of FFX (I've gotten used to it, but still dislike), then wait no more. A new game from squaresoft is coming out. Final Fantasy X-2! Does this mean some of the other games will be getting sequels (probably not, but it doesn't hurt to hope). This one's focusing on Yuna (I have a picture of what she's going to look like, and our little Summoners all grown up. And it looks like she's traded her usual staff for . . .guns. I'm NOT kidding! E-mail me if you want the picture.