Chapter 7
One Sword or two?.
(decisions, decisions)
A/n: I'm so sorry that it's taken me like.two weeks to update.and this is a short chapter. Not much really happens, but enjoy. It'll be at least a week before I can update again, unless by some stroke of luck.
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or it's characters, but original characters are mine. (Such as Daitona and Lavitz it this chapter.)
"For the hundredth god damn time! My NAME IS GULD! G-U-L-D! Guld! What's so had to understand?" Guld yelled in exasperation as Daitona yet again requested his name. This must have become amusing or a game to her because she started asking every thirty seconds on the ride down in the elevator.
'No wonder Hojo dislikes her so much.and Sephiroth like he! She's going to annoy the hell out of me before the days out, and all I was planning on doing was getting her a weapon.Oh yeah! And that's real sane! This girl, with a sword-Yeah right! I must be crazy or something! Talk about a job liability-death! I must have some luck.' Guld sighed inwardly as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, for some odd reason Daitona had fallen silent. 'This one worries me.even Sephiroth respects her. He was hard headed as it was, and he didn't even have a reputation like her. Oh yeah, he had a reputation all right, but Daitona's ran right beside his. What was up with Hojo crating such "blockheads."oh god, did I just say that out loud?'
"Are you inquiring something here Guld?" Daitona questioned, her attention no longer on the view of Midgar.
Guld's eyes grew wide as he realized he really 'had' said that out loud. "I.I."
"You what?" Her voice was low as she glared at him expectantly, as if daring him to lie.
'Man,' Guld groaned and watched the much shorter girl, 'she's going to be the death of me. Sephiroth started the job and now she's going to finish it.'
"You're a strange one," Daitona spoke slightly louder this time, her eyes were no longer threatening, and she wasn't glaring at him like she was going to kill at any given moment. "You think too much in the face of one how could very well be superior to you in strength and speed. And calling me names isn't a very good way of getting on my good side either. But if you don't care, then neither do I." She shrugged indifferently and continued to stare out the glass, down at Midgar.
The rest of the ride to the armory floor consisted of silence. By the time the elevator door finally opened an uncomfortable feeling had crept up in Guld spine. Daitona may not look like much but as the saying sometimes goes 'Size isn't everything,' most likely proven true in her case.
While Guld was in thought, again, Daitona stepped out of the elevator before him. The room she stepped into was fairly large and filled with a variety of weapons. It was obvious to her no one was in charge of keeping things in order considering the odd placement of many of the weapons.
She glanced back at Guld and shook her head. 'I guess the idiot wants me to pick a weapon.I wonder if he's just going to stand over there and gawk all day? The fool, I've already warned him.I wonder what Hojo would do if he found out I killed this guy in less than an hour? That would give me a chance to escape, or at least try. On can always cause their share of damage for either the good or the bad. Good.or.bad?" Daitona tipped her hands as if she were weighing out the results of Guld's pre-death. 'Well, it's not like I'd be in THAT much trouble. The worst they could do in to kill me, but I don't see THAT happening any time soon.'
Finally she decided to drop the idea.for the time being, and turned to face Guld. "Hey!"
Guld jumped at sudden realization that Daitona was no longer near him and that the elevator door was standing wide open. Quickly pulling his senses together he found that Daitona had already gotten off and was wondering the room. What was with it, for some reason, in her presence he seemed to go brain-dead?
"Now who's the blockhead?" she questioned smugly.
Guld sighed and finally got off the elevator. "What kind of weapon would you like to learn to use?"
"Decisions, decisions." Daitona let her eyes wonder the room once more. "Do you know what kind of sword Sephiroth picked?"
"How did you know he chose a sword?" Guld asked in confusion.
Daitona smirked and picked up a short sword that had three curves in the blade. "What else would he use? Could you picture that guy with a gun, or anything else for that matter? I haven't seen him lately you know?"
"Do I?" Guld laughed softly as the girl had no clue how much he knew.
"What?" she asked absently and picked up another sword from a set of two after putting the last back up where she had found it. Liking the feel of the new sword she picked up its mate.
They were the same size, weight and make but were distinctively different. They were fancy, but the small jewels and gold colored plates weren't real, but that didn't matter. The blades were thin; but fairly sharp, the quality and strength seemed well enough.but something seemed to be missing, and.there was something else that was kind of strange.
"Hmmm." she hummed. Something was different about these swords. The strange feeling was a power.a power wrought on by its own accord and she could feel it coercing through her hands and up her arms. The feeling was a bit alarming, tingling, sensitivity, numbness.She sighed and swung one sword then the other, they sang at the swift motion, cutting through the air with delicate ease. "They're light, almost too light and are in dire need of cleaning and sharpening."
"Humph." Guld crossed his arms, a bit disappointed at her choice weapon. "Those swords are useless. Whoever made them forgot to put materia slots?"
'So that was what was missing, but.' "They don't need materia. They have magic built into them. I wonder what kind of magic it is?" She sat one sword down and examined the other more closely.
Guld sighed again and walked towards her to pick up the sword she was currently ignoring. 'She thinks these things are light? Man! I can hardly lift it with one hand.'
"These swords are called the Excalibur Moons," Guld explained. "Huh, these swords have the same origins as Sephiroths." He stopped and thought of what to tell her about the swords. "Anyways, these swords have a bit of a legend to them. It's said that they were constructed from the rock of a moon far from this planet." Guld narrowed his eyes. "You said they have a power of their own?" Daitona nodded in response. "You are correct, or at least on the bases of this legend. Supposedly, in the hands of the right person they have emince power and have the ability to extend to the holders personal taste. But that's only a legend and as far as I know no one has ever discovered any great power in those swords."
"You say this blade can extend?" Daitona asked bringing the blade closer to her face. "Then, how would you suppose I go about doing that? I can feel the power in these swords and it seems to respond."
"You.can feel.it's power.?.you're kidding right? Of curse you are, these swords are useless, so why don't you pick out witch weapon you really want to use?" Guld suggested.
Daitona gave him an icy glare. "I'm not.kidding," she growled. "I am not one to play at such antics with a complete and total thoughtless idiot! How, one as reckless as you came about to train me who knows, but keep up as you are you're pretty little head may just get replaced." She laughed without humor. "I could finally have that kickball that I've always wanted."
"Now, now." Guld said nervously holding up his hands. 'Gosh dang it! And now she even has the means to do it.the sword may not be at IT'S best, but she can compensate that.' "Ok, fine," he said out loud, figuring it best just to let her have it her way. 'Best and safer.' "Have it your way, but be warned that no one has ever been able to use both these swords at once, properly."
"I'm not just anyone either," Daitona pointed out smugly and took the other sword from his hands. She proceeded to take the sheaths and put both swords back in them. "I need some leather oil, cleaner, and something to polish up these blades.and, do you think you could get them sharpened?"
"Ahhh.yeah, I guess so."
With a shake of his head he dug out a set of keys from his pocket and went to a cabinet that was mounted to the wall near the door to the emergency staircase. Using one of the keys he unlocked the cabinet and retrieved two palm sized tubs and several clean rags.
"Here you go," he said handing her the tubs and rags. "Have you had lunch yet?"
"What do you mean?" Daitona asked a bit confused. "I don't eat.normally."
"Yo-you don't?" he stammered.
Daitona shook her head slowly as to not let her waist length hair fall over shoulders. 'I'm never hungry to begin with. After I refused to eat anything.I don't know. It has to do with something Hojo puts in the shots I get."
Guld was some what alarmed by this new fact. No matter how much nutrias were given to her, they'd be burned rapidly if she were going to be trained, as he wanted her. "How many shots do you get?"
"Far too many to count," Daitona responded in distaste tone. "Most of the time five when I'm just getting the enhanced mako, but more when Hojo thinks I 'need' it."
'This doesn't pull together. She couldn't go all day to only be given energy once a day.' "Then how often?" Guld pushed.
"Getting awful nosy, aren't we?" Daitona accused. "Why should I tell you anything? It's really none of 'your' business."
Guld sighed. "What do you want? I'll tell you anything you want, as long as it's nothing too far out of my league to finding out. So shoot."
"I don't trust you. What are you, another spy of Hojo's? Well. I don't like spies." Daitona's voice was apprehensive and had that deadly tone to it again.
"I did the same for Sephiroth," he said quickly, Daitona's face changed in a flash.
"You know Sephiroth?"
Guld smiled in relief. "Yes I do. I also trained him in the basics, as I will you."
"If you live long enough.accidents do happen, you know?" Daitona pointed out with a smirk.
"There is that.but think. Would you give up this little bit of freedom just so you could kill me? Sephiroth didn't go as far as to injure me to where I couldn't train him the next day." He sighed at seeing the relent in her eyes. She wouldn't kill him.just yet.
* * * *
A sharp yell of surprise echoed through the enclose gym, followed by feet, then the clashing of swords. A dazzling display of sparks flew as the sharp blades clash again and again, never pausing, always fast and furious.
Metal sliding over metal, a power struggle, then the sound of a sword clattering to the floor.
Sephiroth sat on his knees, breathing slightly labored, beads of sweat had formed on his forehead, and he sat.sword less, Masamune lying several feet from him.
'Man.he beat me.' Sephiroth thought as he reached for his sword. 'This new trainer really means business. He's nothing like Guld. The only time he talks is to bark orders.well I'll show him!' His fingers curled around the long hilt of Masamune and he started to stand back up.
"You just don't know when to give up, do ya kid?" a man's deep voice mocked through the room. "Well I'm not one to complain, come at me if you like. I'll put you in your place once and for all. Such a reputation as yours is just begging to be broken."
"Shut up," Sephiroth growled and readied his sword. It seemed harder to handle all of a sudden. The length had never thrown him off before.but now it was just irritating. 'Lavitz.you're going to pay.'
So went Sephiroth's attempt to best his trainer. He would not succeed that day, or any other in the near future. As he fought his strength, speed, and wit became more keen and quicker. Thus, his training. He learned a lot from Lavitz, until he was able to beat him, but his training went on, as he wanted to strive to be the best.
Always, in the back of his mind there was a voice that was pleased by his actions. The memories of a friend always smothered the voice when it became manipulative. Sephiroth knew as long as Daitona was around.things were different. She was different, in every way.
Since when had he been know to get along with anyone? Maybe, it's because for her total lack of respect for anything.except him. He could see the respect she held for him, but that was never enough to keep her from being rude. She makes.me laugh.almost.happy.
-End Chapter 7-
One Sword or two?.
(decisions, decisions)
A/n: I'm so sorry that it's taken me like.two weeks to update.and this is a short chapter. Not much really happens, but enjoy. It'll be at least a week before I can update again, unless by some stroke of luck.
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or it's characters, but original characters are mine. (Such as Daitona and Lavitz it this chapter.)
"For the hundredth god damn time! My NAME IS GULD! G-U-L-D! Guld! What's so had to understand?" Guld yelled in exasperation as Daitona yet again requested his name. This must have become amusing or a game to her because she started asking every thirty seconds on the ride down in the elevator.
'No wonder Hojo dislikes her so much.and Sephiroth like he! She's going to annoy the hell out of me before the days out, and all I was planning on doing was getting her a weapon.Oh yeah! And that's real sane! This girl, with a sword-Yeah right! I must be crazy or something! Talk about a job liability-death! I must have some luck.' Guld sighed inwardly as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, for some odd reason Daitona had fallen silent. 'This one worries me.even Sephiroth respects her. He was hard headed as it was, and he didn't even have a reputation like her. Oh yeah, he had a reputation all right, but Daitona's ran right beside his. What was up with Hojo crating such "blockheads."oh god, did I just say that out loud?'
"Are you inquiring something here Guld?" Daitona questioned, her attention no longer on the view of Midgar.
Guld's eyes grew wide as he realized he really 'had' said that out loud. "I.I."
"You what?" Her voice was low as she glared at him expectantly, as if daring him to lie.
'Man,' Guld groaned and watched the much shorter girl, 'she's going to be the death of me. Sephiroth started the job and now she's going to finish it.'
"You're a strange one," Daitona spoke slightly louder this time, her eyes were no longer threatening, and she wasn't glaring at him like she was going to kill at any given moment. "You think too much in the face of one how could very well be superior to you in strength and speed. And calling me names isn't a very good way of getting on my good side either. But if you don't care, then neither do I." She shrugged indifferently and continued to stare out the glass, down at Midgar.
The rest of the ride to the armory floor consisted of silence. By the time the elevator door finally opened an uncomfortable feeling had crept up in Guld spine. Daitona may not look like much but as the saying sometimes goes 'Size isn't everything,' most likely proven true in her case.
While Guld was in thought, again, Daitona stepped out of the elevator before him. The room she stepped into was fairly large and filled with a variety of weapons. It was obvious to her no one was in charge of keeping things in order considering the odd placement of many of the weapons.
She glanced back at Guld and shook her head. 'I guess the idiot wants me to pick a weapon.I wonder if he's just going to stand over there and gawk all day? The fool, I've already warned him.I wonder what Hojo would do if he found out I killed this guy in less than an hour? That would give me a chance to escape, or at least try. On can always cause their share of damage for either the good or the bad. Good.or.bad?" Daitona tipped her hands as if she were weighing out the results of Guld's pre-death. 'Well, it's not like I'd be in THAT much trouble. The worst they could do in to kill me, but I don't see THAT happening any time soon.'
Finally she decided to drop the idea.for the time being, and turned to face Guld. "Hey!"
Guld jumped at sudden realization that Daitona was no longer near him and that the elevator door was standing wide open. Quickly pulling his senses together he found that Daitona had already gotten off and was wondering the room. What was with it, for some reason, in her presence he seemed to go brain-dead?
"Now who's the blockhead?" she questioned smugly.
Guld sighed and finally got off the elevator. "What kind of weapon would you like to learn to use?"
"Decisions, decisions." Daitona let her eyes wonder the room once more. "Do you know what kind of sword Sephiroth picked?"
"How did you know he chose a sword?" Guld asked in confusion.
Daitona smirked and picked up a short sword that had three curves in the blade. "What else would he use? Could you picture that guy with a gun, or anything else for that matter? I haven't seen him lately you know?"
"Do I?" Guld laughed softly as the girl had no clue how much he knew.
"What?" she asked absently and picked up another sword from a set of two after putting the last back up where she had found it. Liking the feel of the new sword she picked up its mate.
They were the same size, weight and make but were distinctively different. They were fancy, but the small jewels and gold colored plates weren't real, but that didn't matter. The blades were thin; but fairly sharp, the quality and strength seemed well enough.but something seemed to be missing, and.there was something else that was kind of strange.
"Hmmm." she hummed. Something was different about these swords. The strange feeling was a power.a power wrought on by its own accord and she could feel it coercing through her hands and up her arms. The feeling was a bit alarming, tingling, sensitivity, numbness.She sighed and swung one sword then the other, they sang at the swift motion, cutting through the air with delicate ease. "They're light, almost too light and are in dire need of cleaning and sharpening."
"Humph." Guld crossed his arms, a bit disappointed at her choice weapon. "Those swords are useless. Whoever made them forgot to put materia slots?"
'So that was what was missing, but.' "They don't need materia. They have magic built into them. I wonder what kind of magic it is?" She sat one sword down and examined the other more closely.
Guld sighed again and walked towards her to pick up the sword she was currently ignoring. 'She thinks these things are light? Man! I can hardly lift it with one hand.'
"These swords are called the Excalibur Moons," Guld explained. "Huh, these swords have the same origins as Sephiroths." He stopped and thought of what to tell her about the swords. "Anyways, these swords have a bit of a legend to them. It's said that they were constructed from the rock of a moon far from this planet." Guld narrowed his eyes. "You said they have a power of their own?" Daitona nodded in response. "You are correct, or at least on the bases of this legend. Supposedly, in the hands of the right person they have emince power and have the ability to extend to the holders personal taste. But that's only a legend and as far as I know no one has ever discovered any great power in those swords."
"You say this blade can extend?" Daitona asked bringing the blade closer to her face. "Then, how would you suppose I go about doing that? I can feel the power in these swords and it seems to respond."
"You.can feel.it's power.?.you're kidding right? Of curse you are, these swords are useless, so why don't you pick out witch weapon you really want to use?" Guld suggested.
Daitona gave him an icy glare. "I'm not.kidding," she growled. "I am not one to play at such antics with a complete and total thoughtless idiot! How, one as reckless as you came about to train me who knows, but keep up as you are you're pretty little head may just get replaced." She laughed without humor. "I could finally have that kickball that I've always wanted."
"Now, now." Guld said nervously holding up his hands. 'Gosh dang it! And now she even has the means to do it.the sword may not be at IT'S best, but she can compensate that.' "Ok, fine," he said out loud, figuring it best just to let her have it her way. 'Best and safer.' "Have it your way, but be warned that no one has ever been able to use both these swords at once, properly."
"I'm not just anyone either," Daitona pointed out smugly and took the other sword from his hands. She proceeded to take the sheaths and put both swords back in them. "I need some leather oil, cleaner, and something to polish up these blades.and, do you think you could get them sharpened?"
"Ahhh.yeah, I guess so."
With a shake of his head he dug out a set of keys from his pocket and went to a cabinet that was mounted to the wall near the door to the emergency staircase. Using one of the keys he unlocked the cabinet and retrieved two palm sized tubs and several clean rags.
"Here you go," he said handing her the tubs and rags. "Have you had lunch yet?"
"What do you mean?" Daitona asked a bit confused. "I don't eat.normally."
"Yo-you don't?" he stammered.
Daitona shook her head slowly as to not let her waist length hair fall over shoulders. 'I'm never hungry to begin with. After I refused to eat anything.I don't know. It has to do with something Hojo puts in the shots I get."
Guld was some what alarmed by this new fact. No matter how much nutrias were given to her, they'd be burned rapidly if she were going to be trained, as he wanted her. "How many shots do you get?"
"Far too many to count," Daitona responded in distaste tone. "Most of the time five when I'm just getting the enhanced mako, but more when Hojo thinks I 'need' it."
'This doesn't pull together. She couldn't go all day to only be given energy once a day.' "Then how often?" Guld pushed.
"Getting awful nosy, aren't we?" Daitona accused. "Why should I tell you anything? It's really none of 'your' business."
Guld sighed. "What do you want? I'll tell you anything you want, as long as it's nothing too far out of my league to finding out. So shoot."
"I don't trust you. What are you, another spy of Hojo's? Well. I don't like spies." Daitona's voice was apprehensive and had that deadly tone to it again.
"I did the same for Sephiroth," he said quickly, Daitona's face changed in a flash.
"You know Sephiroth?"
Guld smiled in relief. "Yes I do. I also trained him in the basics, as I will you."
"If you live long enough.accidents do happen, you know?" Daitona pointed out with a smirk.
"There is that.but think. Would you give up this little bit of freedom just so you could kill me? Sephiroth didn't go as far as to injure me to where I couldn't train him the next day." He sighed at seeing the relent in her eyes. She wouldn't kill him.just yet.
* * * *
A sharp yell of surprise echoed through the enclose gym, followed by feet, then the clashing of swords. A dazzling display of sparks flew as the sharp blades clash again and again, never pausing, always fast and furious.
Metal sliding over metal, a power struggle, then the sound of a sword clattering to the floor.
Sephiroth sat on his knees, breathing slightly labored, beads of sweat had formed on his forehead, and he sat.sword less, Masamune lying several feet from him.
'Man.he beat me.' Sephiroth thought as he reached for his sword. 'This new trainer really means business. He's nothing like Guld. The only time he talks is to bark orders.well I'll show him!' His fingers curled around the long hilt of Masamune and he started to stand back up.
"You just don't know when to give up, do ya kid?" a man's deep voice mocked through the room. "Well I'm not one to complain, come at me if you like. I'll put you in your place once and for all. Such a reputation as yours is just begging to be broken."
"Shut up," Sephiroth growled and readied his sword. It seemed harder to handle all of a sudden. The length had never thrown him off before.but now it was just irritating. 'Lavitz.you're going to pay.'
So went Sephiroth's attempt to best his trainer. He would not succeed that day, or any other in the near future. As he fought his strength, speed, and wit became more keen and quicker. Thus, his training. He learned a lot from Lavitz, until he was able to beat him, but his training went on, as he wanted to strive to be the best.
Always, in the back of his mind there was a voice that was pleased by his actions. The memories of a friend always smothered the voice when it became manipulative. Sephiroth knew as long as Daitona was around.things were different. She was different, in every way.
Since when had he been know to get along with anyone? Maybe, it's because for her total lack of respect for anything.except him. He could see the respect she held for him, but that was never enough to keep her from being rude. She makes.me laugh.almost.happy.
-End Chapter 7-