Disclaimer: I don't really need a disclaimer for this chapter…except of the words Shinra and Creta…
A/N: This is NOT a chapter…well I don't think so at least, but in truth it is an introduction to the story. Before reading this I suggest you have read 'In a Different Time and Space,' first so that you know the bases of this story...at least up to chapter 14. This will be all I post until I get to a point in my other story. Enjoy!
NOTE: This story is based on my other story 'In a Different Time and Space,' but will be different. The point of this story is…what is one key thing was changed in the last story? It's not a very big thing but it was key to how that story developed. Try and figure out what was changed…but I give no clue to what it is in this little intro. Sorry. But take a guess, the next chapter will tell you unless I decided to do something different.
Enter the Divine Being:
The man looked to be in his early twenties, twenty-one or twenty-two perhaps. He lay out on the vast plains of a particular continent. He was happy there, alone in the quiet peace of the afternoon's sun.
His head rested on his arms as he just dozed there without a worry in the world. He knew no monster would attack him, and of that he was sure. There was an aurora about him that most monsters decided it best to let be.
The wind picked up and the sent of humans came to his nose. His eyes opened to reveal a brilliant aquamarine color. He sat up and took a deep inhaling breath. These humans had a smell about them that he didn't care for: Gunpowder, metals, and magic…the military.
The man stood up and looked in the direction the humans were. They were close, he knew, but he wasn't afraid of them. He had only encountered a few humans over the years since he had made it a point to avoid them whenever he could. They wouldn't understand what he was if they knew…and what humans don't know they fear. What they fear, they ultimately destroy.
A gentle smile came to his lips. It was time to quit avoiding these people; they'd eventually find him anyways. His stride was elegant, something taught and brought on by years of doing it. His pace was brisk and he easily carried himself over the plains area.
Not to long after he came to a make shift camp that was obviously military. He'd seen enough military in his life to know that and that there would be guards.
As he thought, two guards stopped him just before the camp. His sword was sheathed as to tell them he posed no threat, though…he didn't need a sword to defend himself from such a creature as the human.
He recognized these humans to be from an electrical company called Shinra, but in truth he knew them to be causing pain to the planet. As he had heard from rumor, there use to be a ancient race of beings on this planet called Creta…they could hear the cries of the planet…but then again, so could he. His heart was light and pure and the planet longed for such a protector it could speak too.
The Shinra guards approached the man who was nearing their camp. The area was supposed to be restricted for the training they were out there to do. Most people never traveled out on the planes any whys without the proper armor…and this man had none. All he had was a startlingly long sword that was sheathed across his back.
One of the guards stayed with the man while the other went to speak with their commanding officer. After a time he returned with another man dressed in a red uniform.
"Sir, do you realize you are in an area restricted by Shinra?" the one in red demanded.
The aqua-eyed man didn't like how this was sounding but he kept his good nature and answered truthfully.
"I did no, sir. I simply came this way out of my own curiosity. I hope I have not caused anyone any trouble," he stated in a smooth, almost velvety voice.
"We have orders from HQ to detain you and take you to the city," the officer stated.
"I will not be taken, of go to any city. I'll be on my way then…" He turned to walk away but just as quickly one of the guards grabbed his arm.
The once calm aquamarine eyes blazed when he turned to the guard. He clung to his last strings of calmness when he spoke. But his voice came as a low growl that was anything but friendly.
"Let…go."
The guard's hand moved to his belt to retrieve his weapon and that was it. With inhuman speed the soldier was thrown over the man's head and hit the ground with a sickening thud. The other guard advanced, weapon already drawn and ready. Nothing was seen; the only thing heard was the sound of bones being crushed.
The commanding officer quickly got back to his troops and ordered them to attack. The man didn't retreat; he stood his ground. In a blinding flash, many cries of pain went up and died at the same time.
The light faded to the man…now wearing heavy gold armor and a slightly smoking palm.
The commander couldn't believe what he was seeing, was that man a demon? His eyes glowed brighter than the SOLDIER's infused with mako. He had long leathery wings that swayed enough to keep his feet above the ground.
No, the officer decided. This creature was not a demon, no; he was magnificent to the eye. The perfect being…
Over half the troop had been whipped out…and the aqua-eyed man decided he had seen enough and so had the humans that had survived.
In a flash…he was gone.
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A/N: So, how was that? If you have read 'In a Different Time and Space,' you'll know more about this incited, so what did you think?