A Voice from the Past...
by Jojo
Disclaimer - I don't own Final Fantasy 9, Squaresoft does, I get no money from this, I wrote this because I didn't want the story to end, yadda yadda....
Hope you enjoy! *bow*
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Prologue
-....Farewell....My memories will be a part of the sky...-
Zidane Tribal opened his eyes suddenly, startled. The voice...he heard it again...the voice of a friend long passed away. Rubbing his eyes, Zidane tried to rise to see where he was, but something warm and soft kept him down. He remembered now - he was in bed, at Alexandria Castle, with Queen Garnet's, aka Dagger*, sleeping form wrapped around him tightly. He sighed in contentment. It was only two days since the fateful day he returned to his love, and both Zidane and Garnet spent every moment of those two days with each other alone.
Mainly, the two spent their days in Dagger's bedroom, talking by the bedroom window, abandoning all thought of the kingdom for now and focusing on just each other. They talked about what had happened those eight lost months - how Zidane escaped, how the kingdoms formed a union and truce, what everyone else had done during those months, how (mostly) everyone had planned to surprise Dagger when Zidane recovered...and the fate of their dearest friend, the Black Mage, Vivi Ornitier. Zidane shut his eyes in regret at that thought.
Shortly after the technology to extend the lives of Black Mages* and to give them the ability of procreation, thanks to the brilliant mind of Doctor Tot, Vivi had asked that 9 sons be created as symbols of this new generation...and died shortly after. Stopped was Vivi's word for it. His body, clothing and all except for his hat, was buried amongst the rest of the stopped Mages. His signature steeple hat was propped on the staff that he was so used to carrying, jammed in the soil to mark his grave. Zidane thought to himself of all the good times they'd had...teaching each other, 'letting themselves go' under the stars...
Dagger stirred, murmuring quietly in her sleep. The twin moons were still very high in the sky - dawn would not come for another few hours, and Zidane didn't want her to worry, especially since the following afternoon would be filled with activity; after all, Dagger had been away from the throne for two days, and the coronation! Looking at her again, he smiled and kissed her on the forehead, and was rewarded by a gentle squeeze around his torso. Zidane had finally found the thing he had been searching for his entire life - a place, and family, to call home.
But there was an empty gap in that family.
Because Vivi was long gone, never to return.
Yet, even in that, there was a bit of uncertainty. Because the day that their former enemy, and creator of the Black Mages, Kuja, died, his secret (one he did not mean to hide) died with him as well. A backup plan that made the Black Mages what he himself was not and could never be...
*Dagger is the nick that Garnet chose to disguise herself as. Only Zidane and their other teammates most intimately call her that.
*Black Mages: powerful entities known for their oversized clothes, shadowy faces except for bright rounded yellow eyes, and their steeple-shaped hats, that were formed and empowered by the Mist.
*Doctor Tot is the owlman scholar who was Garnet/Dagger's mentor.
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I'll have Chapter two up hopefully around Thanksgiving. I know, I know...the story's sorta wierd, and I probably wrote it sorta stupid. ^^; What can ya expect, it's my first fanfic.
Anyway, thanks for reading this first chapter. :)
by Jojo
Disclaimer - I don't own Final Fantasy 9, Squaresoft does, I get no money from this, I wrote this because I didn't want the story to end, yadda yadda....
Hope you enjoy! *bow*
-----------------------------------------------
Prologue
-....Farewell....My memories will be a part of the sky...-
Zidane Tribal opened his eyes suddenly, startled. The voice...he heard it again...the voice of a friend long passed away. Rubbing his eyes, Zidane tried to rise to see where he was, but something warm and soft kept him down. He remembered now - he was in bed, at Alexandria Castle, with Queen Garnet's, aka Dagger*, sleeping form wrapped around him tightly. He sighed in contentment. It was only two days since the fateful day he returned to his love, and both Zidane and Garnet spent every moment of those two days with each other alone.
Mainly, the two spent their days in Dagger's bedroom, talking by the bedroom window, abandoning all thought of the kingdom for now and focusing on just each other. They talked about what had happened those eight lost months - how Zidane escaped, how the kingdoms formed a union and truce, what everyone else had done during those months, how (mostly) everyone had planned to surprise Dagger when Zidane recovered...and the fate of their dearest friend, the Black Mage, Vivi Ornitier. Zidane shut his eyes in regret at that thought.
Shortly after the technology to extend the lives of Black Mages* and to give them the ability of procreation, thanks to the brilliant mind of Doctor Tot, Vivi had asked that 9 sons be created as symbols of this new generation...and died shortly after. Stopped was Vivi's word for it. His body, clothing and all except for his hat, was buried amongst the rest of the stopped Mages. His signature steeple hat was propped on the staff that he was so used to carrying, jammed in the soil to mark his grave. Zidane thought to himself of all the good times they'd had...teaching each other, 'letting themselves go' under the stars...
Dagger stirred, murmuring quietly in her sleep. The twin moons were still very high in the sky - dawn would not come for another few hours, and Zidane didn't want her to worry, especially since the following afternoon would be filled with activity; after all, Dagger had been away from the throne for two days, and the coronation! Looking at her again, he smiled and kissed her on the forehead, and was rewarded by a gentle squeeze around his torso. Zidane had finally found the thing he had been searching for his entire life - a place, and family, to call home.
But there was an empty gap in that family.
Because Vivi was long gone, never to return.
Yet, even in that, there was a bit of uncertainty. Because the day that their former enemy, and creator of the Black Mages, Kuja, died, his secret (one he did not mean to hide) died with him as well. A backup plan that made the Black Mages what he himself was not and could never be...
*Dagger is the nick that Garnet chose to disguise herself as. Only Zidane and their other teammates most intimately call her that.
*Black Mages: powerful entities known for their oversized clothes, shadowy faces except for bright rounded yellow eyes, and their steeple-shaped hats, that were formed and empowered by the Mist.
*Doctor Tot is the owlman scholar who was Garnet/Dagger's mentor.
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I'll have Chapter two up hopefully around Thanksgiving. I know, I know...the story's sorta wierd, and I probably wrote it sorta stupid. ^^; What can ya expect, it's my first fanfic.
Anyway, thanks for reading this first chapter. :)