Advent Retribution
Rated PG-13 for violence, though it may change to an R later on.
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy. It belongs to SquareEnix. (a.k.a. Squeenix!)
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Prologue - The Two Moons
The sun was setting on the ocean horizon, giving the water and the surrounding clouds a orange hue. Gulls squawked overhead and crickets began to chirp signaling that the first night was upon the world and the red moon, Amayathin, began its ascension into the darkening sky.
Alexandyr stood on the beach watching the moon rise for two hours before kneeling and reciting his prayer.
"Oh great and glorious Amayathin, savior of all moogles, grant me the courage to stand through this dreadful occasion. Give me strength to defeat my enemies. Give me wisdom so that I shall never be lost. Guide me through the night to come and let me avenge my father's death and bring honor to our family name!"
He stood up then, head lowered and grasped his father's sword, the Adi Blade. As he looked up at the moon, tears streaked his pale face. His green eyes showed the pain of loss through death. No, not death. Murder.
He turned swiftly, white hair and a short antenna pom flying behind him, toward the forest of Kupilipo. It was a few hours journey back to his home in the forest, but he did not plan on stopping there. His goal was beyond the forest to the plains of Anak'mier. He passed through the forest trying not to look at the destruction and ruin his village was in. Bloody corpses of moogles were strewn about amid the fallen tree houses, some dismembered, most half-eaten. Him and his mother were the only survivors of the chaos of the day before. His mother, Jalys had survived because she was away visiting her mother, Alexandyr's grandmother. He himself had survived because he was out hunting and returned to find the village in ruins and his father nearly dead.
His father, Mogoku Kupupo, had told him of the madness that had occurred with labored breaths and struggling speech. Alexandyr learned that Lord Gendia, a long time ally of the moogles of Kupilipo, had attacked with his demi-behemoths and dark magic. Mogoku had told his son to find his mother and tell her about the incident and to deliver a message.
"My love, Gendia has discovered our plot. He will go after you next. Not even Amayathin can save us now. Go to the Foros mountains. Surely my brother there will shelter you. Gendia will not think to look there."
Alexandyr had no idea what it meant but he was sure his mother would explain it to him. He was a bit uncertain about his uncle taking in his mother however, for Jalys was a human.
As Alexandyr replayed the events in his head he realized all the sounds of the night had stopped. He looked up and sure enough, Amayathin had begun to set and the second moon, Erebus began to rise, signaling the second night. Fear gripped him but he pressed on. This was the moon of darkness and people all across the land feared it. No being of intelligence ventured outside while the black moon was in the sky, for dark and foul creatures roamed the night.
Alexandyr tightened his grip on the Adi Blade and stretched his purple wings as he walked out of the forest and began his journey toward the town of Lerus where his mother was staying.
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Author's Note
I know that this was short but it is just a prologue. 634 words...meh. I will probably add another chapter tomorrow or maybe later on today. No, I did not steal my title from Advent Children. Advent simply means coming or arriving. So literally the title of this story is The Coming of Revenge. Advent Retribution just sounds better. Please leave a review and I'll give you a Kupo Nut!
Rated PG-13 for violence, though it may change to an R later on.
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy. It belongs to SquareEnix. (a.k.a. Squeenix!)
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Prologue - The Two Moons
The sun was setting on the ocean horizon, giving the water and the surrounding clouds a orange hue. Gulls squawked overhead and crickets began to chirp signaling that the first night was upon the world and the red moon, Amayathin, began its ascension into the darkening sky.
Alexandyr stood on the beach watching the moon rise for two hours before kneeling and reciting his prayer.
"Oh great and glorious Amayathin, savior of all moogles, grant me the courage to stand through this dreadful occasion. Give me strength to defeat my enemies. Give me wisdom so that I shall never be lost. Guide me through the night to come and let me avenge my father's death and bring honor to our family name!"
He stood up then, head lowered and grasped his father's sword, the Adi Blade. As he looked up at the moon, tears streaked his pale face. His green eyes showed the pain of loss through death. No, not death. Murder.
He turned swiftly, white hair and a short antenna pom flying behind him, toward the forest of Kupilipo. It was a few hours journey back to his home in the forest, but he did not plan on stopping there. His goal was beyond the forest to the plains of Anak'mier. He passed through the forest trying not to look at the destruction and ruin his village was in. Bloody corpses of moogles were strewn about amid the fallen tree houses, some dismembered, most half-eaten. Him and his mother were the only survivors of the chaos of the day before. His mother, Jalys had survived because she was away visiting her mother, Alexandyr's grandmother. He himself had survived because he was out hunting and returned to find the village in ruins and his father nearly dead.
His father, Mogoku Kupupo, had told him of the madness that had occurred with labored breaths and struggling speech. Alexandyr learned that Lord Gendia, a long time ally of the moogles of Kupilipo, had attacked with his demi-behemoths and dark magic. Mogoku had told his son to find his mother and tell her about the incident and to deliver a message.
"My love, Gendia has discovered our plot. He will go after you next. Not even Amayathin can save us now. Go to the Foros mountains. Surely my brother there will shelter you. Gendia will not think to look there."
Alexandyr had no idea what it meant but he was sure his mother would explain it to him. He was a bit uncertain about his uncle taking in his mother however, for Jalys was a human.
As Alexandyr replayed the events in his head he realized all the sounds of the night had stopped. He looked up and sure enough, Amayathin had begun to set and the second moon, Erebus began to rise, signaling the second night. Fear gripped him but he pressed on. This was the moon of darkness and people all across the land feared it. No being of intelligence ventured outside while the black moon was in the sky, for dark and foul creatures roamed the night.
Alexandyr tightened his grip on the Adi Blade and stretched his purple wings as he walked out of the forest and began his journey toward the town of Lerus where his mother was staying.
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Author's Note
I know that this was short but it is just a prologue. 634 words...meh. I will probably add another chapter tomorrow or maybe later on today. No, I did not steal my title from Advent Children. Advent simply means coming or arriving. So literally the title of this story is The Coming of Revenge. Advent Retribution just sounds better. Please leave a review and I'll give you a Kupo Nut!