*I'm in a Dark Cloud fic faze right now, so I seem to want to write them.
Well anyway, this is the story version of the game, at least I think so
anyway. Yes, it will have action, Yes, it will have romance, and Yes, it
will have Goro getting attacked by random things, ha-ha, just
kidding...mostly. Anyway, I think I know what couples, yes I said COUPLES,
I want to do, but if you have any idea of what you want, them tell me and
I'll see if I like it, ok? Alright then, here we go!*
Dark Cloud: The story of Legends
Chapter one, Gone...
Dark grey walls stood silent and cracked...showing the years that these walls have seen, each giving off a look that demanded great respect, for how old, and how long they had stood in place. In this great hall, however, did not sit a King, or Queen, but a cauldron...that reached about halfway up the room, with the dark clouds of smoke reaching the ceiling. The designs of the caldron seemed to tell a story, a story of defeat, and the tale of a monster, nay, a demon. Its blackness, as dark of the night, seemed to give off a black glow, which pulsated around the room, bouncing off the walls and the many figures in the room.
A young girl, clad in clothing that seemed to be made for ceremonial purposes, led a large group of men, all there faces hidden by there red and blue masks. The youth, seeming only to be 15 or younger, led them in a series of complex steps; each more complicated then the last. Her silver hair moved along with her, and the breeze that at times came through the cracks of the old castle.
The dance continued on as her hands began to reach up to the sky, and back down again, to continue the dance. Two men walked among the dancers, both clad in clothing very different from the dancers. The first, him taller then the other, was clad in an old army uniform, seeming that of a general. His dusty, brown uniform was covered in medals and awards, showing his many years of duty. His eyes looked as black as coal, and his hat, covering his graying hair, was brimmed with a red ribbon. The man began to stroke his black, with hints of grey, mustache as he spoke to the man beside him.
"There sure are a lot of them" He said as he watched the dancers, his voice cold.
"Of course sir, they are needed to complete the ceremony" The other man said looking up to the general. This man was short and fat, unlike the tall thin general. His eyes shown with a look of greed as he watched his dancers. The man wore a red and green robe with a blue hat that covered his whole head. Though even in this dusty, grimy castle, his clothing seemed brand new and expensive.
"Well, it'd better be worth it..." The general said.
"It will, trust me...but you know...it did take a lot of my, ahem, expenses, to get this caldron..." The fat man said.
"Yes, I see, more will be put into your account" The general said without even looking the man, staring at the caldron in front of him, "How long do I have to wait for it to be born...?"
"Not too much longer Flag, so just sit back and enjoy the show" The two men just stood there and waited and watched as a man came up in the shadows, his silver hair blowing in the wind that seeped through the cracks of the castle. The shadows hiding his body, as his blue/green eyes watched the seen in front of him.
At this time the dance was ending, as the girl rose her arms into the air shaking her well...you know the others behind her doing the same. As the dance ended, the ground began to shake, the two men watched as a dancer screamed from behind them. Screams could be heard from all sides, each dancer disappearing and changing into a ball of light, each light streaking forward and into the caldron. The girl, however, looked on in shock as all the people disappeared and she began to feel a terrible pain inside her. Her scream filled the air as the pain grew. She looked to the two men and reached out her hand.
"He-help me! Please!" she yelled reaching her hand to the two men. The men, however, made no move to help her. The girls blue eyes met General Flag's cold black ones, and then changed into the single ball of light, and moved into the caldron.
"It is done..." The fat man said as he walked forward toward the caldron, with Flag following his movement.
"The monsters..." the young man said as he still watched the seen in front of him. The ground began to shake once again, as smoke began to pour from the caldron in large amounts. A figure began to materialize from the smoke. The figure was large, that was all that could be seen at this point. There was a blinding flash that the general and all others in the room had to shield there eyes. When the light dies down, a figure stood in front of the men. The thing was as tall as the room, its purple skin covered in strange markings. The thing wore a black vest that showed off its fat stomach where a red jewel was encrusted in its belly-button. It black baggy pants hung down to his yelled pointed shoes. His black eyes looked around as he spotted the two men in front of him.
"This...is the Dark Genie..." the man in the shadows whispered to himself, looking at the monster in front of him. The Dark Genie, as it was called, opened his mouth to speak.
"So...who're you...?" It asked in a booming deep voice.
"Um...I...I am the one who summoned you, so that makes me your master" Flag stuttered, stepping forward.
"Yeah...sure, ok" The genie said as he began looking around again. The man in the shadows moved back behind the pillar in which he was hiding as not to be seen and ran from the seen, to get out before he was caught.
"Well then, um...I guess we can get to work then..." Flag said as a he looked to the genie a bit fearfully. There was a small grumble coming from the genie as he looked down at his stomach.
"Oh yeah! That's right! I haven't eaten in 400 years! No wonder I'm hungry!" The genie said excitedly as he looked around once again, "Now...what is there to eat..." The genies eyes came upon the fat man standing beside Flag. The fat man, looking up as the genie licked his lips, took a step back out of fear as his expression changed to one of wonder to one of fear.
"Ah...you'll do nicely" The genie said extending his hand to reach for the fat man.
"No!" The fat man yelled as he turned to run...but he was too late. The hand took a firm grip around the fat man and he was raised up to the genies mouth. Holding the man by the back of his robe, the genie stuck his tongue out and dropped the man on it and pulled it and the man into his mouth, and swallowing the man whole.
"Ah, that was good" the genie said contently as he patted his stomach. The Dark Genie looked up at Flag. Flag gulped as he looked up at the Genie, the last image still fresh in his mind.
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A small village sat in a valley; the tall mountain walls making this village a secluded part of the world. One house sat at the top of it all, the house looked over the whole village. It seemed to be made of metal, unlike the wood and stone houses that coved the dusty ground. The moon shown brightly above the village as a bon fire was alight in the middle of the village square. People were moving along with the music that an old man and a rather muscular man played. Alongside the party though, stood a rather old looking windmill. Its red brick walls standing taller then any of the houses, and its blades was made of pure dragon bones. A young girl ran to a house that lay off across the river that led to the square. The house was simple, a staircase that led up above the small barn that was below the house. The girl, looking to be about 15, ran up the stairs while her brown hair bounced as she moved along with her steps. She wore a long white shirt with brown pants that reached to her sandals. She knocked on the door, and waited for an answer.
"Just a second!" a muffled voice came from the inside of the house. A woman appeared in the doorframe. She looked to be about thirty, maybe a bit younger. Her brown hair went down to her waist and her long tan dress was plain and simple.
"Hello Paige, it's so nice to see you" The woman said, her voice kind and inviting.
"Hi Renee, is Toan home?" Paige asked trying to look behind her for a trace of this Toan.
"Yes, of course he is, he's right there at the table" Renee said moving out of the way so Paige could come inside. At the table, a young boy sat eating his supper, as he looked over to Paige and Renee, bread halfway in his mouth. His brown hair looked like his mothers, except his was cut short, and was messed up in random patterns. His black paints hung loosely on his legs, the boy's thin build making him ware a belt, on it hung a small brown pouch. His shirt was a long sleeve turtleneck and overtop that he wore an orange and red poncho.
"Webblo Paibe" The boy said, his mouth still full, the boy shook his head and swallowed the bread, "I mean, Hello Paige." He said again smiling. The boy's voice was like that of a bird, light and soft that had no evil in it whatsoever.
"Come on Toan! The festivals already started! Are you coming or not!" Paige said grabbing Toan by the arm.
"I told you Toan, you should have hurried up" Renee said smiling at the seen before her.
"Ok, ok Paige, I'm coming in a minute" Toan said as Paige let go of his arm.
"Ok, just hurry up, I have to go, I'm a chairman for the festival this year so I have to go back now, hurry up Toan!" Paige said one last time as she ran out the door, as Renee closed it behind her.
"Well, you better finish now if you want to go to the festival" Renee said as she picked up her own plate and taking it away.
"Right mom" Toan said as he slurped his soup down from the bowl it sat in. Toan began to pick up his plate and bowl, but his mother stopped him.
"No, you're already late, so go now, I'll take this" Renee said as she took the stuff from Toan.
"Alright, thanks mom!" He said as he began to leave.
"Toan!" Renee called.
"Yes"
"You forgot your hat" Renee said pointing to the hat stand where two hats rested.
"Oh, thanks again" Toan said as he picked up his hat. It was a turban type hat and on top were three white strips of cloth extending from the middle to the back and sides.
Toan stepped outside his house and looked at all that was happening in the square.
"Toan!" a voice yelled from afar as Toan came into the square. A young girl ran up to Toan instantly grabbing his hand.
"Toan you're here! You're here!" She said jumping up and down. The girl didn't look any older then five or six, her eyes full of innocence as she looked up at Toan. "Will you dance with me?!" She asked excitedly. Her white shirt and brown shorts were moving around with her.
"Sure Gina, I'll dance with you" Toan said grinning at her. Gina led Toan to the middle of the square and Toan bent over and took Gina's hands and danced to the up beat music that the two men were playing. Toan took a quick look around at all the people that were there, he saw Paige looking at them and giggling. As the song ended, Gina let go of Toan and ran over to another woman. Toan leaned up and looked up to see Paige standing in front of him. The old man played a small note, and the two men began playing a slow song.
"Um...Will you, um...dance with me Toan...?" Toan looked at Paige for a couple of seconds and took in what she had just asked him. 'Ok Toan...calm down, it's just dancing, nothing more, get a hold of yourself' Toan thought as he nodded and reached his hands around her waist, as she put her arms around his neck. They began to sway with the music, just looking at everything but each other; each trying to hide there blushes. Toan then looked up at Paige as she did. At that time, both were oblivious to all that was around them, all they saw was each other. Before Toan could react, he felt his head moving down to Paige's, and Paige's moving toward his. Soon they were so close they could feel each others hot breath on there skin. Once they were only inches apart, a figure suddenly rammed into them.
"Oh! I'm sorry guys!" A boy said as he began to dance again, unnoticed to the pair, the music had picked up.
"Heh, hahaha!" Both Toan and Paige laughed nervously.
"Well, I got to go check on the food; I guess I'll see you later then Toan?" Paige said hopefully as she looked at Toan.
"Yeah, yeah don't worry, where can I go?" Toan said as he smiled. Paige giggled and, after looking one more time at Toan, went off to tend to her duties. Toan sighed as he walked over to the band.
"Hey Toan, how ya doing?" The big muscular man asked as he continued his playing. The man wore a white and red muscle shirt as long as his black and brown paints. On his head sat a straw hat that had a blue ribbon going around the rim.
"Not much Macho..." Toan said as he sat down next to him. Toan, sitting there, now had a clear view of Paige as she worked on the table that was placed underneath the first of the windmills that surrounded the bigger one. Nobody noticed it...nobody knew...
Above them all, Flag stood there on the hand of the Dark Genie.
"Let's start here..." Flag said as he pointed to the village that was below him.
"Sure, my pleasure" The Genie said as he pointed his finger at the village, and a red beam flew out of it, rocketing toward the village.
"Look!" A voice shouted among all the dancing as the music was suddenly cut short. All eyes where up in the sky as the light came flying toward the village......BOOM!
There was nothing, as far as Toan could see. Toan could hear the voices of his fellow villagers, but it wasn't them he was looking for.
"Mom! Mom where are you!?" Toan yelled looking around franticly.
"Toan!" A voice yelled off to Toan's right, there he saw Paige, her leg caught underneath a large plank of wood, his mind worked, his heart told him to help her, but his mind told him to find his Mother.
"Ah Toan!" She yelled again as the windmill above her began to fall...on top of her! Toan didn't have to think at all anymore, Paige was all that he cared about now, he wouldn't ever let her get hurt.
"Paige! I'm coming!" He yelled as he ran to push her out of the way but before he could reach her, there was a flash, and to Toan, it was done, it was gone...it was all gone...
*Well, there you go! I hope you liked it! But if you don't like Toan/Paige, then maybe you can convince me to do otherwise in a review *hint hint* anyway, I hope you liked it, TTFN Ta Ta For Now*
Dark Cloud: The story of Legends
Chapter one, Gone...
Dark grey walls stood silent and cracked...showing the years that these walls have seen, each giving off a look that demanded great respect, for how old, and how long they had stood in place. In this great hall, however, did not sit a King, or Queen, but a cauldron...that reached about halfway up the room, with the dark clouds of smoke reaching the ceiling. The designs of the caldron seemed to tell a story, a story of defeat, and the tale of a monster, nay, a demon. Its blackness, as dark of the night, seemed to give off a black glow, which pulsated around the room, bouncing off the walls and the many figures in the room.
A young girl, clad in clothing that seemed to be made for ceremonial purposes, led a large group of men, all there faces hidden by there red and blue masks. The youth, seeming only to be 15 or younger, led them in a series of complex steps; each more complicated then the last. Her silver hair moved along with her, and the breeze that at times came through the cracks of the old castle.
The dance continued on as her hands began to reach up to the sky, and back down again, to continue the dance. Two men walked among the dancers, both clad in clothing very different from the dancers. The first, him taller then the other, was clad in an old army uniform, seeming that of a general. His dusty, brown uniform was covered in medals and awards, showing his many years of duty. His eyes looked as black as coal, and his hat, covering his graying hair, was brimmed with a red ribbon. The man began to stroke his black, with hints of grey, mustache as he spoke to the man beside him.
"There sure are a lot of them" He said as he watched the dancers, his voice cold.
"Of course sir, they are needed to complete the ceremony" The other man said looking up to the general. This man was short and fat, unlike the tall thin general. His eyes shown with a look of greed as he watched his dancers. The man wore a red and green robe with a blue hat that covered his whole head. Though even in this dusty, grimy castle, his clothing seemed brand new and expensive.
"Well, it'd better be worth it..." The general said.
"It will, trust me...but you know...it did take a lot of my, ahem, expenses, to get this caldron..." The fat man said.
"Yes, I see, more will be put into your account" The general said without even looking the man, staring at the caldron in front of him, "How long do I have to wait for it to be born...?"
"Not too much longer Flag, so just sit back and enjoy the show" The two men just stood there and waited and watched as a man came up in the shadows, his silver hair blowing in the wind that seeped through the cracks of the castle. The shadows hiding his body, as his blue/green eyes watched the seen in front of him.
At this time the dance was ending, as the girl rose her arms into the air shaking her well...you know the others behind her doing the same. As the dance ended, the ground began to shake, the two men watched as a dancer screamed from behind them. Screams could be heard from all sides, each dancer disappearing and changing into a ball of light, each light streaking forward and into the caldron. The girl, however, looked on in shock as all the people disappeared and she began to feel a terrible pain inside her. Her scream filled the air as the pain grew. She looked to the two men and reached out her hand.
"He-help me! Please!" she yelled reaching her hand to the two men. The men, however, made no move to help her. The girls blue eyes met General Flag's cold black ones, and then changed into the single ball of light, and moved into the caldron.
"It is done..." The fat man said as he walked forward toward the caldron, with Flag following his movement.
"The monsters..." the young man said as he still watched the seen in front of him. The ground began to shake once again, as smoke began to pour from the caldron in large amounts. A figure began to materialize from the smoke. The figure was large, that was all that could be seen at this point. There was a blinding flash that the general and all others in the room had to shield there eyes. When the light dies down, a figure stood in front of the men. The thing was as tall as the room, its purple skin covered in strange markings. The thing wore a black vest that showed off its fat stomach where a red jewel was encrusted in its belly-button. It black baggy pants hung down to his yelled pointed shoes. His black eyes looked around as he spotted the two men in front of him.
"This...is the Dark Genie..." the man in the shadows whispered to himself, looking at the monster in front of him. The Dark Genie, as it was called, opened his mouth to speak.
"So...who're you...?" It asked in a booming deep voice.
"Um...I...I am the one who summoned you, so that makes me your master" Flag stuttered, stepping forward.
"Yeah...sure, ok" The genie said as he began looking around again. The man in the shadows moved back behind the pillar in which he was hiding as not to be seen and ran from the seen, to get out before he was caught.
"Well then, um...I guess we can get to work then..." Flag said as a he looked to the genie a bit fearfully. There was a small grumble coming from the genie as he looked down at his stomach.
"Oh yeah! That's right! I haven't eaten in 400 years! No wonder I'm hungry!" The genie said excitedly as he looked around once again, "Now...what is there to eat..." The genies eyes came upon the fat man standing beside Flag. The fat man, looking up as the genie licked his lips, took a step back out of fear as his expression changed to one of wonder to one of fear.
"Ah...you'll do nicely" The genie said extending his hand to reach for the fat man.
"No!" The fat man yelled as he turned to run...but he was too late. The hand took a firm grip around the fat man and he was raised up to the genies mouth. Holding the man by the back of his robe, the genie stuck his tongue out and dropped the man on it and pulled it and the man into his mouth, and swallowing the man whole.
"Ah, that was good" the genie said contently as he patted his stomach. The Dark Genie looked up at Flag. Flag gulped as he looked up at the Genie, the last image still fresh in his mind.
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A small village sat in a valley; the tall mountain walls making this village a secluded part of the world. One house sat at the top of it all, the house looked over the whole village. It seemed to be made of metal, unlike the wood and stone houses that coved the dusty ground. The moon shown brightly above the village as a bon fire was alight in the middle of the village square. People were moving along with the music that an old man and a rather muscular man played. Alongside the party though, stood a rather old looking windmill. Its red brick walls standing taller then any of the houses, and its blades was made of pure dragon bones. A young girl ran to a house that lay off across the river that led to the square. The house was simple, a staircase that led up above the small barn that was below the house. The girl, looking to be about 15, ran up the stairs while her brown hair bounced as she moved along with her steps. She wore a long white shirt with brown pants that reached to her sandals. She knocked on the door, and waited for an answer.
"Just a second!" a muffled voice came from the inside of the house. A woman appeared in the doorframe. She looked to be about thirty, maybe a bit younger. Her brown hair went down to her waist and her long tan dress was plain and simple.
"Hello Paige, it's so nice to see you" The woman said, her voice kind and inviting.
"Hi Renee, is Toan home?" Paige asked trying to look behind her for a trace of this Toan.
"Yes, of course he is, he's right there at the table" Renee said moving out of the way so Paige could come inside. At the table, a young boy sat eating his supper, as he looked over to Paige and Renee, bread halfway in his mouth. His brown hair looked like his mothers, except his was cut short, and was messed up in random patterns. His black paints hung loosely on his legs, the boy's thin build making him ware a belt, on it hung a small brown pouch. His shirt was a long sleeve turtleneck and overtop that he wore an orange and red poncho.
"Webblo Paibe" The boy said, his mouth still full, the boy shook his head and swallowed the bread, "I mean, Hello Paige." He said again smiling. The boy's voice was like that of a bird, light and soft that had no evil in it whatsoever.
"Come on Toan! The festivals already started! Are you coming or not!" Paige said grabbing Toan by the arm.
"I told you Toan, you should have hurried up" Renee said smiling at the seen before her.
"Ok, ok Paige, I'm coming in a minute" Toan said as Paige let go of his arm.
"Ok, just hurry up, I have to go, I'm a chairman for the festival this year so I have to go back now, hurry up Toan!" Paige said one last time as she ran out the door, as Renee closed it behind her.
"Well, you better finish now if you want to go to the festival" Renee said as she picked up her own plate and taking it away.
"Right mom" Toan said as he slurped his soup down from the bowl it sat in. Toan began to pick up his plate and bowl, but his mother stopped him.
"No, you're already late, so go now, I'll take this" Renee said as she took the stuff from Toan.
"Alright, thanks mom!" He said as he began to leave.
"Toan!" Renee called.
"Yes"
"You forgot your hat" Renee said pointing to the hat stand where two hats rested.
"Oh, thanks again" Toan said as he picked up his hat. It was a turban type hat and on top were three white strips of cloth extending from the middle to the back and sides.
Toan stepped outside his house and looked at all that was happening in the square.
"Toan!" a voice yelled from afar as Toan came into the square. A young girl ran up to Toan instantly grabbing his hand.
"Toan you're here! You're here!" She said jumping up and down. The girl didn't look any older then five or six, her eyes full of innocence as she looked up at Toan. "Will you dance with me?!" She asked excitedly. Her white shirt and brown shorts were moving around with her.
"Sure Gina, I'll dance with you" Toan said grinning at her. Gina led Toan to the middle of the square and Toan bent over and took Gina's hands and danced to the up beat music that the two men were playing. Toan took a quick look around at all the people that were there, he saw Paige looking at them and giggling. As the song ended, Gina let go of Toan and ran over to another woman. Toan leaned up and looked up to see Paige standing in front of him. The old man played a small note, and the two men began playing a slow song.
"Um...Will you, um...dance with me Toan...?" Toan looked at Paige for a couple of seconds and took in what she had just asked him. 'Ok Toan...calm down, it's just dancing, nothing more, get a hold of yourself' Toan thought as he nodded and reached his hands around her waist, as she put her arms around his neck. They began to sway with the music, just looking at everything but each other; each trying to hide there blushes. Toan then looked up at Paige as she did. At that time, both were oblivious to all that was around them, all they saw was each other. Before Toan could react, he felt his head moving down to Paige's, and Paige's moving toward his. Soon they were so close they could feel each others hot breath on there skin. Once they were only inches apart, a figure suddenly rammed into them.
"Oh! I'm sorry guys!" A boy said as he began to dance again, unnoticed to the pair, the music had picked up.
"Heh, hahaha!" Both Toan and Paige laughed nervously.
"Well, I got to go check on the food; I guess I'll see you later then Toan?" Paige said hopefully as she looked at Toan.
"Yeah, yeah don't worry, where can I go?" Toan said as he smiled. Paige giggled and, after looking one more time at Toan, went off to tend to her duties. Toan sighed as he walked over to the band.
"Hey Toan, how ya doing?" The big muscular man asked as he continued his playing. The man wore a white and red muscle shirt as long as his black and brown paints. On his head sat a straw hat that had a blue ribbon going around the rim.
"Not much Macho..." Toan said as he sat down next to him. Toan, sitting there, now had a clear view of Paige as she worked on the table that was placed underneath the first of the windmills that surrounded the bigger one. Nobody noticed it...nobody knew...
Above them all, Flag stood there on the hand of the Dark Genie.
"Let's start here..." Flag said as he pointed to the village that was below him.
"Sure, my pleasure" The Genie said as he pointed his finger at the village, and a red beam flew out of it, rocketing toward the village.
"Look!" A voice shouted among all the dancing as the music was suddenly cut short. All eyes where up in the sky as the light came flying toward the village......BOOM!
There was nothing, as far as Toan could see. Toan could hear the voices of his fellow villagers, but it wasn't them he was looking for.
"Mom! Mom where are you!?" Toan yelled looking around franticly.
"Toan!" A voice yelled off to Toan's right, there he saw Paige, her leg caught underneath a large plank of wood, his mind worked, his heart told him to help her, but his mind told him to find his Mother.
"Ah Toan!" She yelled again as the windmill above her began to fall...on top of her! Toan didn't have to think at all anymore, Paige was all that he cared about now, he wouldn't ever let her get hurt.
"Paige! I'm coming!" He yelled as he ran to push her out of the way but before he could reach her, there was a flash, and to Toan, it was done, it was gone...it was all gone...
*Well, there you go! I hope you liked it! But if you don't like Toan/Paige, then maybe you can convince me to do otherwise in a review *hint hint* anyway, I hope you liked it, TTFN Ta Ta For Now*