Fantasy Thunder Chapter Twenty-Four: Omega
[Part II]
By Blue Dragon
Seifer summoned the last of his strength to jump through the flash created by Omega's hurling body, and then disappeared as well.
Allen spun his two swords.
"Come on, all at once!"
"What the hell are you up to?" Zidane asked, charging forward in the front line.
All at once Allen started dodging, ducking, jumping, and somehow avoiding the jungle of blades with ease, without even breaking a sweat.
"Let's make this quick." Allen took one blade and stabbed it straight through the heart of Zidane, not enough to kill him.
He took the other sword and rammed it through his head, shook him around while dodging the blades and ignoring the gasps, and just like that, threw the lifeless body to the ground.
"Do not defy me!" The three tried to keep Zidane out of their mind, pretending he was fine as they blocked out any thought but defeating the destroyer.
Allen yelled and knocked back Cloud and Squall, and then both blades through Tidus, after which he started shaking around on them.
"Stop struggling!"
He launched him back.
The holes in Tidus slowly disappeared as he came back up and helped his other two friends. In a moment, Zidane sprung back up in a Ukemi fashion and felt his head.
"Good ol' Genome healing!"
The fight dragged on and Allen couldn't seem to get a clear thrust, and then for no reason the four against him flew back, turned blue, and started disappearing, and then were back to normal.
"What was that?" Tidus asked nervously.
Allen laughed.
"That Oren character brought you here, correct? The link that he uses in his body to keep you here is apparently breaking, meaning he's being killed."
***
"You fool!"
Oren just barely dodged one of Omega's thrusts.
"Do you not realize that if you lose, many people will die, and even more will be sent back to where you brought them from!?" Omega taunted rather than warned.
That was probably the single biggest mistake Omega had ever made in his life.
Oren slashed fifteen times and seven of them hit Omega in various places of his midsection.
Oren blasted Omega with all the energy he could summon, partially nullified by Omega's similar element, but enough to knock off his shirt and long coat.
"You! What do you hope to accomplish!"
"I could ask you same thing!"
Oren was gaining the upper hand.
"We had no chance! Why should anyone else! Being nowhere for so long lets you think, it all makes sense."
"You're killing trillions, probably quadrillions!"
"Don't tell me about quadrillions, MURASAKI!"
Oren was thrown back by the yell.
"It was 8,298,912,204 people that were just gone that day, and they never had a chance!"
"What about the people YOU plan on destroying? You're so against death, it's what you're causing!"
"Wiping one out of existence is not killing!"
"It might as well be!"
Three slashes, two clangs, and a parry ensued.
"I don't need these!" Omega tossed away his swords, and Oren's blade lost power.
"Man to man then, Omega!"
***
Allen thrust his sword forward and impaled all four at once, swung them around eighty times in a second, and then flung them off.
"You're going nowhere fast! I don't know why my stabs haven't been killing you!"
It clicked in the heads of the four. Allen didn't know they possessed Zatach ability, and as long as he didn't stab anyone other than Zidane in the head then they'd be fine.
"Maybe you should see what is in for you!" Talkative Allen held out his hand and somehow Fantasy Thunder started to work.
***
Seifer landed in the middle of Omega and Oren just as Omega leaped forwards, and then he stopped in surprise.
"Seifer!?"
"Oren!?"
It was at that moment that Fantasy Thunder started working again and Omega disappeared from view, and the only thing visible was blackness. A second later a small town folded into existence around them, and started to float away.
Oren noticed he was being carried against his will with Seifer, Squall, Zidane, and Tidus. Cloud wasn't anywhere in sight.
A young boy with spiky hair and a sword was running up the steps to none other than Sephiroth.
"What is this? Is that Cloud?" Squall asked in shock.
The four didn't even seem to exist in that world, and were just watching.
*The previous events were of Cloud's previous memory, not the real thing, and all FFVII fans that remember the *real* scene probably know what I'm talking about* Sephiroth started stabbing out to Cloud, and got him through the shoulder.
Cloud somehow lifted him up by the end of the blade, and threw him over railing and out of view.
The scene switched to a town, Nibelheim, on fire, and a young Tifa looking down over her father.
***
The group reappeared over another town, except Squall was gone and Cloud was there.
Esthar soldiers marched into a nearby house. The group floated above a circle.
"Where are we?" Cloud asked.
The circle was surrounded with houses, and the soldiers charged into a particularly small one.
"Give us the girl!" There was a yell.
"Leave us in peace!" A female voice yelled back.
Machine gun bullets and two quick screams were heard.
The two soldiers left muttering to themselves.
Time accelerated and a young Laguna Loire crawled into the house in bandages and casts.
"What? A little girl?" His voice was clear, even though he was twenty feet below them.
Time accelerated, the group was over a hill at night.
A woman, Raine, hugged Laguna long, but no one saw why. A tombstone and a child replaced the two, and then the infant became a toddler, and then a preteen, then a late teenager. The teenager was Squall.
"Ah!" Everyone yelped in surprise.
***
The four appeared over a field outside of a large medieval city, which was Lindblum. Squall was back, and Zidane was gone.
A small silvery pod lay on the ground, inside a small boy.
"Who the . . . " Squall asked, looking down. A tail poked out of the covers.
"Oh."
A rather fat man walked over miles of hills, and picked it up.
"Who . . . what's this kid doin' here?" he shrugged and walked back with a loud laugh.
"Wait till I tell the boys about this! Charles Zidane II!"
***
As one could probably guess, Tidus was gone and replaced by Zidane.
"What the heck's going on?" Seifer didn't recognize any of the scenes except for perhaps the Squall scene.
A small boy was at the side of a futuristic building, and he kicked a blitzball, or at least attempted to. He missed and fell on his face, not wanting to get up. A man that looked like Jecht walked around from the other side of the building.
"Face it kid, you suck at blitz, and you'll never be even a tenth of what your old man is!"
" . . . I hate you"
***
Finally, Tidus had returned, but this time Oren was gone. The four landed intact inside a compartment. Outside of the small windows was the sight of nothing but space.
The interior was empty, but one side was cluttered with junk and a television, and on the other side were three doors. They were on the inside of a spaceship, a rather small one at that.
This time, they were all on the ground.
"Now what?" Seifer poked the ground with a gunblade.
He heard noises from the middle portal, and immediately went through the door that automatically opened. The rest followed him.
A girl with white hair over the seat was desperately smashing buttons and pulling switches and levers on a panel, and the ship was quickly accelerating. The sounds of engines burst to life.
The young girl was about twelve, and when Seifer put a hand on her shoulder it went directly through it.
"Ah!"
"This must be that clunky ship Oren was on with Jessica" Cloud mumbled as he walked through another door and was followed.
A boy that was a bit taller and perhaps two or three years older was somehow holding six weights and slamming like there was no tomorrow. Although his skills were a bit inferior, he was obviously trying to get better.
"Step on it Jess, we're going to get caught and killed!"
"I'm working on it!" she yelled back. "If you hadn't killed my brother . . . "
"I'm going to say this one more time! I did no such thing!"
The ship accelerated. A blue streak went passed Oren and he fell to the ground, his muscles bulged out half an inch, and when he got up, his eyes glowed a mysterious blue . . .
***
Seifer was gone again, and it was just Oren and Omega facing off once more in the mini-dimension.
"What a shame that you faced their bigotry for so long . . . "
"All that matters is that I stop you now. You and Allen are crazy crazy CRAZY!"
"Nothing should be allowed to survive if a species like us could not! We-"
"I've heard this before!"
The ridiculous fight ensued again, fist on fist, Zatach against Zatach, until it reached a point of meaninglessness. The eight seconds ended, and the two were thrust back into the proper dimension.
Omega emerged next to Allen, and Oren next to his allies, and Allen still hadn't figured out their "little secret", and for that reason they couldn't lose just yet.
"What are you?" Oren asked, pointing to Allen, but it was barely visible because of the darkness.
"You wish to know what I am?"
Allen turned to Omega.
"You have served me well, but I have determined that even you are incompetent."
"What?"
"Fool! You forget your own logic?"
Allen stabbed Omega in both hearts with his blades, and a look of utter shock was on his face.
The man fell to the ground face down, and somehow Allen's swords were untainted.
"This meaningless duel draws to a close, so why don't I just tell you? I am something invincible."
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AN: Short chapter, I know, for such a long wait. Future updates will be a little faster, due to certain reasons. There are two parts left to this chapter, part four being the end. IMPORTANT I might want to make a follow- up to this fic in the event that some of you liked it, and I was considering a plan: I won't tell you much but a simple follow up will be more limited in scope, and have a feature called "create a Zatach". A small group of them arrive, and my ideas are drained out of my head. What I need is for people (I don't care how many, as long as it doesn't get too numerous) to submit their own Zatach for that fic. I'm still working on the idea, and details will be in the last chapter, but tell me if you have an idea. At the last chapter I'll say exactly what must be done for creation and addition, and I'll be accepting entries. (I don't care if its just one, I need additions) Lastly, a reviewer asked me long ago about their own crossover, and I apologize for forgetting all about it! Please e- mail me the details and I'll do what was requested of me for your story. Thank you for reviewing.
[Part II]
By Blue Dragon
Seifer summoned the last of his strength to jump through the flash created by Omega's hurling body, and then disappeared as well.
Allen spun his two swords.
"Come on, all at once!"
"What the hell are you up to?" Zidane asked, charging forward in the front line.
All at once Allen started dodging, ducking, jumping, and somehow avoiding the jungle of blades with ease, without even breaking a sweat.
"Let's make this quick." Allen took one blade and stabbed it straight through the heart of Zidane, not enough to kill him.
He took the other sword and rammed it through his head, shook him around while dodging the blades and ignoring the gasps, and just like that, threw the lifeless body to the ground.
"Do not defy me!" The three tried to keep Zidane out of their mind, pretending he was fine as they blocked out any thought but defeating the destroyer.
Allen yelled and knocked back Cloud and Squall, and then both blades through Tidus, after which he started shaking around on them.
"Stop struggling!"
He launched him back.
The holes in Tidus slowly disappeared as he came back up and helped his other two friends. In a moment, Zidane sprung back up in a Ukemi fashion and felt his head.
"Good ol' Genome healing!"
The fight dragged on and Allen couldn't seem to get a clear thrust, and then for no reason the four against him flew back, turned blue, and started disappearing, and then were back to normal.
"What was that?" Tidus asked nervously.
Allen laughed.
"That Oren character brought you here, correct? The link that he uses in his body to keep you here is apparently breaking, meaning he's being killed."
***
"You fool!"
Oren just barely dodged one of Omega's thrusts.
"Do you not realize that if you lose, many people will die, and even more will be sent back to where you brought them from!?" Omega taunted rather than warned.
That was probably the single biggest mistake Omega had ever made in his life.
Oren slashed fifteen times and seven of them hit Omega in various places of his midsection.
Oren blasted Omega with all the energy he could summon, partially nullified by Omega's similar element, but enough to knock off his shirt and long coat.
"You! What do you hope to accomplish!"
"I could ask you same thing!"
Oren was gaining the upper hand.
"We had no chance! Why should anyone else! Being nowhere for so long lets you think, it all makes sense."
"You're killing trillions, probably quadrillions!"
"Don't tell me about quadrillions, MURASAKI!"
Oren was thrown back by the yell.
"It was 8,298,912,204 people that were just gone that day, and they never had a chance!"
"What about the people YOU plan on destroying? You're so against death, it's what you're causing!"
"Wiping one out of existence is not killing!"
"It might as well be!"
Three slashes, two clangs, and a parry ensued.
"I don't need these!" Omega tossed away his swords, and Oren's blade lost power.
"Man to man then, Omega!"
***
Allen thrust his sword forward and impaled all four at once, swung them around eighty times in a second, and then flung them off.
"You're going nowhere fast! I don't know why my stabs haven't been killing you!"
It clicked in the heads of the four. Allen didn't know they possessed Zatach ability, and as long as he didn't stab anyone other than Zidane in the head then they'd be fine.
"Maybe you should see what is in for you!" Talkative Allen held out his hand and somehow Fantasy Thunder started to work.
***
Seifer landed in the middle of Omega and Oren just as Omega leaped forwards, and then he stopped in surprise.
"Seifer!?"
"Oren!?"
It was at that moment that Fantasy Thunder started working again and Omega disappeared from view, and the only thing visible was blackness. A second later a small town folded into existence around them, and started to float away.
Oren noticed he was being carried against his will with Seifer, Squall, Zidane, and Tidus. Cloud wasn't anywhere in sight.
A young boy with spiky hair and a sword was running up the steps to none other than Sephiroth.
"What is this? Is that Cloud?" Squall asked in shock.
The four didn't even seem to exist in that world, and were just watching.
*The previous events were of Cloud's previous memory, not the real thing, and all FFVII fans that remember the *real* scene probably know what I'm talking about* Sephiroth started stabbing out to Cloud, and got him through the shoulder.
Cloud somehow lifted him up by the end of the blade, and threw him over railing and out of view.
The scene switched to a town, Nibelheim, on fire, and a young Tifa looking down over her father.
***
The group reappeared over another town, except Squall was gone and Cloud was there.
Esthar soldiers marched into a nearby house. The group floated above a circle.
"Where are we?" Cloud asked.
The circle was surrounded with houses, and the soldiers charged into a particularly small one.
"Give us the girl!" There was a yell.
"Leave us in peace!" A female voice yelled back.
Machine gun bullets and two quick screams were heard.
The two soldiers left muttering to themselves.
Time accelerated and a young Laguna Loire crawled into the house in bandages and casts.
"What? A little girl?" His voice was clear, even though he was twenty feet below them.
Time accelerated, the group was over a hill at night.
A woman, Raine, hugged Laguna long, but no one saw why. A tombstone and a child replaced the two, and then the infant became a toddler, and then a preteen, then a late teenager. The teenager was Squall.
"Ah!" Everyone yelped in surprise.
***
The four appeared over a field outside of a large medieval city, which was Lindblum. Squall was back, and Zidane was gone.
A small silvery pod lay on the ground, inside a small boy.
"Who the . . . " Squall asked, looking down. A tail poked out of the covers.
"Oh."
A rather fat man walked over miles of hills, and picked it up.
"Who . . . what's this kid doin' here?" he shrugged and walked back with a loud laugh.
"Wait till I tell the boys about this! Charles Zidane II!"
***
As one could probably guess, Tidus was gone and replaced by Zidane.
"What the heck's going on?" Seifer didn't recognize any of the scenes except for perhaps the Squall scene.
A small boy was at the side of a futuristic building, and he kicked a blitzball, or at least attempted to. He missed and fell on his face, not wanting to get up. A man that looked like Jecht walked around from the other side of the building.
"Face it kid, you suck at blitz, and you'll never be even a tenth of what your old man is!"
" . . . I hate you"
***
Finally, Tidus had returned, but this time Oren was gone. The four landed intact inside a compartment. Outside of the small windows was the sight of nothing but space.
The interior was empty, but one side was cluttered with junk and a television, and on the other side were three doors. They were on the inside of a spaceship, a rather small one at that.
This time, they were all on the ground.
"Now what?" Seifer poked the ground with a gunblade.
He heard noises from the middle portal, and immediately went through the door that automatically opened. The rest followed him.
A girl with white hair over the seat was desperately smashing buttons and pulling switches and levers on a panel, and the ship was quickly accelerating. The sounds of engines burst to life.
The young girl was about twelve, and when Seifer put a hand on her shoulder it went directly through it.
"Ah!"
"This must be that clunky ship Oren was on with Jessica" Cloud mumbled as he walked through another door and was followed.
A boy that was a bit taller and perhaps two or three years older was somehow holding six weights and slamming like there was no tomorrow. Although his skills were a bit inferior, he was obviously trying to get better.
"Step on it Jess, we're going to get caught and killed!"
"I'm working on it!" she yelled back. "If you hadn't killed my brother . . . "
"I'm going to say this one more time! I did no such thing!"
The ship accelerated. A blue streak went passed Oren and he fell to the ground, his muscles bulged out half an inch, and when he got up, his eyes glowed a mysterious blue . . .
***
Seifer was gone again, and it was just Oren and Omega facing off once more in the mini-dimension.
"What a shame that you faced their bigotry for so long . . . "
"All that matters is that I stop you now. You and Allen are crazy crazy CRAZY!"
"Nothing should be allowed to survive if a species like us could not! We-"
"I've heard this before!"
The ridiculous fight ensued again, fist on fist, Zatach against Zatach, until it reached a point of meaninglessness. The eight seconds ended, and the two were thrust back into the proper dimension.
Omega emerged next to Allen, and Oren next to his allies, and Allen still hadn't figured out their "little secret", and for that reason they couldn't lose just yet.
"What are you?" Oren asked, pointing to Allen, but it was barely visible because of the darkness.
"You wish to know what I am?"
Allen turned to Omega.
"You have served me well, but I have determined that even you are incompetent."
"What?"
"Fool! You forget your own logic?"
Allen stabbed Omega in both hearts with his blades, and a look of utter shock was on his face.
The man fell to the ground face down, and somehow Allen's swords were untainted.
"This meaningless duel draws to a close, so why don't I just tell you? I am something invincible."
________________________________________________________________________
AN: Short chapter, I know, for such a long wait. Future updates will be a little faster, due to certain reasons. There are two parts left to this chapter, part four being the end. IMPORTANT I might want to make a follow- up to this fic in the event that some of you liked it, and I was considering a plan: I won't tell you much but a simple follow up will be more limited in scope, and have a feature called "create a Zatach". A small group of them arrive, and my ideas are drained out of my head. What I need is for people (I don't care how many, as long as it doesn't get too numerous) to submit their own Zatach for that fic. I'm still working on the idea, and details will be in the last chapter, but tell me if you have an idea. At the last chapter I'll say exactly what must be done for creation and addition, and I'll be accepting entries. (I don't care if its just one, I need additions) Lastly, a reviewer asked me long ago about their own crossover, and I apologize for forgetting all about it! Please e- mail me the details and I'll do what was requested of me for your story. Thank you for reviewing.