Author's Note: Hello all! This is my first story on Fanfic.net. Hoorah!
Anyways, this story is semi-original. It has my own cast and my own plot
yet still has everything you love about the Final Fantasy Series! Such as
Chocobos, Air ships and a guy named Cid!! I also have almost ALL the
different classes from the various FF's in here. Ok, I'm done talking, I
hope you like the story and I'll be lookin for ya in the reviews. Cy'all!
And excuse it's length, they get longer and better with each passing chapter.
..Oh and before I go, just know that the Chocobos, Air ships and anything else from the games are not mine. I don't own them, they're all the work of the lovely Square Enix(Once called Sqauresoft) Ok, enjoy the story!! **************************************************************************** ***
The sun beams brightly down on a village in the middle of the woods. The streets and houses around were mostly quiet except, or course, the bar at the corner of a dead end street.
"Ok guys, break it up before I knock both you out!" The local bartender shouts at two men who got too caught up in their conversation.
"Hmph. Maybe next time this little idiot shouldn't be eyeing my cards!"
"Hmph! Well maybe next time you won't be so stupid as to just leave them on the table!"
The two men started to fight once again. The bartender grabbed them both by the neck and threw them out of his bar.
"Dontcha be coming back either, or I'll do more then just throw ya out!"
After a while a young man entered the bar. He was tall and lean but that's all one could notice through the flowing, dark cloak he wore. He slowly walked towards the counter, pulling the hood off his head. His hair was as black as his clothes and his face was long and hard. At a first glance you'd swear this child would kill anyone at a moments notice. It was his eyes that told his story. They were brown and dark, the very look of determination flowed deep within them. Yet....Inside those hard-set eyes was the look of compassion, joy, happiness and also.....Something more that couldn't be described. A power that has yet to be unlocked.
"Sorry kid," The bartender said, "but no miners allowed."
The kid laughed and sat at the bar. "That's funny, I thought they stopped putting Neanderthals behind the counter weeks ago."
The bartender laughed and started to clean a glass with his cloth. "So how ya been, Nite?" The man asked, putting away the cup.
"Can't complain." Nite replied. "So, Tonga, what's in stock?"
Tonga was not the man's real name but he was as tall as a mountain and just as wide so people thought Tonga was a fine name for someone of his 'stature.' "Nothin' I can give ya without gettin' hauled off."
Nite sighed and put his hand on his cheek. "Well what can you give me?" He asked, slightly annoyed.
Tonga slapped down a glass full of clear liquid. "Water." He said, seriously at first but started to crack up soon after.
"Oh Tonga, thank you so much! This is exactly what I wanted!" Nite said sarcastically.
"You should count yourself lucky that I don't throw you out for bein' under age." Tonga said, with his rarely used serous voice.
"Yeah sixteen is a horrible age all together." Nite grumbled.
He gulped down some of his water and started asking his main source of information the routine questions.
"So anything new going on in the world today?"
Tonga leaned over the counter to get Nite's full attention. "A whole buncha stuff has been goin' on." He said, preparing for his long list of facts.
"First off, a new string of young bloods just entered into power. The new supreme commander of the military is a man by the name of Vincent. He seems to be a good man, very strong willed, and seems to be a natural at running a group of powerful people." Tonga stopped to check if anyone else was listening in, he didn't care too much for eavesdroppers. When he saw it was clear he went on. "Here's the real kicker though, there's a new person in the seat as Grand Regent!"
"Really?! Wow....So the old man finally kicked it huh?"
"Yep, 'bout a week ago and the oddest thing is that his son took over."
Nite's eyebrows shot up. He never heard of a Regent's son taking over, it was always the next person in line and his son was far from that.
"I'm going to take a wild guess that the council's not too impressed with the change."
"You're darn tootin they're not but there's nothin' they could do, the kid's pop declared in his last Will and Testament that he was to take his place."
Nite leaned back in his chair. He had never heard of such an outrageous proposal before, he also had a feeling it was not going to end well.
"So any guesses on how he died?" Nite continued to ask.
Tonga leaned closer to him so he was absolutely sure that no one except Nite would hear. "There's seems to be more controversy around that then anything. Some people say he died of old age but others think it was the son that killed him."
"So how did he get into the will?"
"Nobody knows, but the new Grand Regent's mouth's keepin' it well under wraps."
The 'mouth' is what people call the Regent's spokesperson.
"So what's his name?" Nite asked, his curiosity finally getting the better of him.
"First, she's a she not a he and her name is Tina." Said the fountain of knowledge.
"How old is she?" There was clearly a hint of worry Nite's voice.
Tonga smiled. "She's quite young thing, 'round fifteen."
Nite had to take a second to pick up his jaw off the ground. He was trying to shake the crazy idea out of his head, just because two things Tonga said were similar couldn't mean that it was the same person he was thinking of.... Or could it?
"So that's 'bout all I know for now." Tonga chimed in.
"Ok well thank you for your time."
"Oh and Nite, remember! There have been some sightings of strange creatures around here, so be careful!" Tonga yelled to Nite as he got up and headed out the door.
And excuse it's length, they get longer and better with each passing chapter.
..Oh and before I go, just know that the Chocobos, Air ships and anything else from the games are not mine. I don't own them, they're all the work of the lovely Square Enix(Once called Sqauresoft) Ok, enjoy the story!! **************************************************************************** ***
The sun beams brightly down on a village in the middle of the woods. The streets and houses around were mostly quiet except, or course, the bar at the corner of a dead end street.
"Ok guys, break it up before I knock both you out!" The local bartender shouts at two men who got too caught up in their conversation.
"Hmph. Maybe next time this little idiot shouldn't be eyeing my cards!"
"Hmph! Well maybe next time you won't be so stupid as to just leave them on the table!"
The two men started to fight once again. The bartender grabbed them both by the neck and threw them out of his bar.
"Dontcha be coming back either, or I'll do more then just throw ya out!"
After a while a young man entered the bar. He was tall and lean but that's all one could notice through the flowing, dark cloak he wore. He slowly walked towards the counter, pulling the hood off his head. His hair was as black as his clothes and his face was long and hard. At a first glance you'd swear this child would kill anyone at a moments notice. It was his eyes that told his story. They were brown and dark, the very look of determination flowed deep within them. Yet....Inside those hard-set eyes was the look of compassion, joy, happiness and also.....Something more that couldn't be described. A power that has yet to be unlocked.
"Sorry kid," The bartender said, "but no miners allowed."
The kid laughed and sat at the bar. "That's funny, I thought they stopped putting Neanderthals behind the counter weeks ago."
The bartender laughed and started to clean a glass with his cloth. "So how ya been, Nite?" The man asked, putting away the cup.
"Can't complain." Nite replied. "So, Tonga, what's in stock?"
Tonga was not the man's real name but he was as tall as a mountain and just as wide so people thought Tonga was a fine name for someone of his 'stature.' "Nothin' I can give ya without gettin' hauled off."
Nite sighed and put his hand on his cheek. "Well what can you give me?" He asked, slightly annoyed.
Tonga slapped down a glass full of clear liquid. "Water." He said, seriously at first but started to crack up soon after.
"Oh Tonga, thank you so much! This is exactly what I wanted!" Nite said sarcastically.
"You should count yourself lucky that I don't throw you out for bein' under age." Tonga said, with his rarely used serous voice.
"Yeah sixteen is a horrible age all together." Nite grumbled.
He gulped down some of his water and started asking his main source of information the routine questions.
"So anything new going on in the world today?"
Tonga leaned over the counter to get Nite's full attention. "A whole buncha stuff has been goin' on." He said, preparing for his long list of facts.
"First off, a new string of young bloods just entered into power. The new supreme commander of the military is a man by the name of Vincent. He seems to be a good man, very strong willed, and seems to be a natural at running a group of powerful people." Tonga stopped to check if anyone else was listening in, he didn't care too much for eavesdroppers. When he saw it was clear he went on. "Here's the real kicker though, there's a new person in the seat as Grand Regent!"
"Really?! Wow....So the old man finally kicked it huh?"
"Yep, 'bout a week ago and the oddest thing is that his son took over."
Nite's eyebrows shot up. He never heard of a Regent's son taking over, it was always the next person in line and his son was far from that.
"I'm going to take a wild guess that the council's not too impressed with the change."
"You're darn tootin they're not but there's nothin' they could do, the kid's pop declared in his last Will and Testament that he was to take his place."
Nite leaned back in his chair. He had never heard of such an outrageous proposal before, he also had a feeling it was not going to end well.
"So any guesses on how he died?" Nite continued to ask.
Tonga leaned closer to him so he was absolutely sure that no one except Nite would hear. "There's seems to be more controversy around that then anything. Some people say he died of old age but others think it was the son that killed him."
"So how did he get into the will?"
"Nobody knows, but the new Grand Regent's mouth's keepin' it well under wraps."
The 'mouth' is what people call the Regent's spokesperson.
"So what's his name?" Nite asked, his curiosity finally getting the better of him.
"First, she's a she not a he and her name is Tina." Said the fountain of knowledge.
"How old is she?" There was clearly a hint of worry Nite's voice.
Tonga smiled. "She's quite young thing, 'round fifteen."
Nite had to take a second to pick up his jaw off the ground. He was trying to shake the crazy idea out of his head, just because two things Tonga said were similar couldn't mean that it was the same person he was thinking of.... Or could it?
"So that's 'bout all I know for now." Tonga chimed in.
"Ok well thank you for your time."
"Oh and Nite, remember! There have been some sightings of strange creatures around here, so be careful!" Tonga yelled to Nite as he got up and headed out the door.