Inheritance

I know, I know. You all hate me for leaving this for so long (though in my defence, I did say I was going to finish Ringleys Wish before I wrote another part of this). But I'm extremely grateful that none of you decided to flame me for leaving it so long.

This is the one part of the story I dreaded writing. Part of it just doesn't sound right. Its so annoying though, I KNOW how it's meant to go, but I just can't get it down! That is the ONLY reason its so short.

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Zidane could only stare at the image that was his reflection. Part of him denied what he was seeing, that he was still dreaming. The other half knew all too well this was reality.

The hair dye so desperately applied the night before had vanished. Now it was silver all through, Kuja length, and felt more like feathers than hair. Three actual feathers stuck up above his forehead. His eyes were slightly deeper blue, and he was now a few inches taller.

He didn't even need to turn his head to know that his tail was the same silver, with a few rogue red hairs merged within.

"The merge?" he whispered. "But . . . Kuja said he'd give me control . . . "

"Idiot" the voice in his head hissed. "The body and mind are two different things. Kuja knew that, so now do you . . . "

"Zidane's gone," he said to himself. "I'm not him. Not any more."

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He had to get out of there. Gaia knew what Baku and the others would do if they saw him like this. Kuja hadn't known them, so Zidane's own memories and emotions about Tantalus hadn't changed. But as he wondered where he could go, Black Mage Village echoed in his head, and a wave of disgust . . . and pity? Made itself known. The Desert Palace? No.

"The Iifa Tree" he decided. "That's where all this started."

Quickly changing and equipping his daggers, Zidane leapt out his window and into the quiet streets of Lindblum. He thought of leaving a note, but decided against it. Dagger and the others would surely follow him. Hell, they might even find him as it was.

Fortunately, he was already mentally calling something that would hopefully keep his friends away. As long as they stayed away, he knew they'd be safe if some of Kuja's less admirable traits did surface.

As he left the large castle, he looked to the left, where Silgis was walking towards him. The Dragon must have been nearby to have come so quickly. In the early morning sky, Zidane could see the faint outline a two other Silver Dragons flying in a specific direction. Sighing, he stepped on Silgis' claw and onto his back. Seconds later, they were flying towards the Outer Continent.

To be continued . . .

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Not even a page I know. But its just to keep you interested in little ol' Inheritance. The next chapter will be long I promise! Hopefully up tonight!