Author's note: Hello again! Boy howdy don't I have some stuff to say today
so sit back and enjoy the insanity. First I might as well say that I
dropped one of the three stories I was working on. My AC story is no longer
up, which really isn't that bad since I only had one chapter up so no one's
going to miss it. The reason I got rid of it is because A) I couldn't think
of ANYTHING half way decent plot-wise and B) Thinking about it just kept me
from working on this and my OS one. So that's it, I'm down to two stories
now, which REALLY helps because now I can work on my FF story one day,
update a new chapter then stop for the day. Tomorrow I would do that same
thing only for my OS fic. Not only that but this solves sooo many things! I
lost some work load AND can still update every other day!! WOO HOO!!
AlphaBlade's got his groove back!! Ah-hahahahaha!!!!!!!!
What else do I need to say.Ah, I remember. I've been poking fun at Chaosrayne since the very beginning of this little 'rivalry' but just so it doesn't look like I'm ALWAYS trying to knock him down, I just want to say some beautiful, tear jerking, heart string pulling words here today. (Wow that was odd to say. O_o)
Anyways, Chaos is a good guy who, from I can tell so far, can really roll with the punches. Aside from the he's a really gifted writer. When I first read his FFR story, I thought it was good and all but man oh man when he put the 7th chapter up I was blown away. That had to have been the peak of his potential. It was too amazing for words, and coming from a guy who never stops talking, that's saying a lot. Anyways, I'm glad he's sooo good at this because now he's set a bar that I am SO going to pass. There's no point to writing good stories if someone out there has something better then yours..And man isn't it better. Anyways, here's to Chaos and his talent.
Woo, that was more then I thought I'd say, ah well he deserves it. And Chaos, don't you DARE try and say something as stupid and touching as this, you said thanks, I said thanks. Let's just try to kick each other's Story's ass into the ground now, alright? Anyways, now getting off this waaay too serious note.
I've been trying my hardest to spice up some parts between big events in this plot.Like them getting to Linidbum._ I have never been any good at this filler crap and trying to jab unnecessary points of plot into some scene were there's just two people going from point A to point B is SO annoying, but hey. I'll grin, bear it, and jab it in if it adds at lest SOME tiny points of interesting reading to the dull and boring gaps between the oh so good A and B.
I kind of want to talk about some stuff the group will be doing when they reach this kingdom of Lindinbum but it won't be for a couple chapters and I don't want what I say here to be forgotten when the time comes. So I guess we'll all have to wait for it to come before you can see some true fighting pleasure. Now I better stop talking before this A/N gets longer then the story.
This is Blades. "Good reading equals good times." I'm out. **********************************************************************
"Hello Tin!" Vyse shouted when they reached the trading post. "The mighty Vyse has arrived!"
Nite looked at him with a small grin. "You are very egotistical." Nite pointed out. "That is going to get you killed one day." He finished, riding his chocobo to the nearest stable.
"Killed huh? Sorry but my pride won't let it happen." Vyse told Nite while he put the two chocobos in their respected pens.
"It's going to be your 'pride' that does you in. That is your weakness."
Vyse scoffed at Nite's comment.
"Ha! That's a laugh...Weakness." He said, closing the stable doors. "So then what's your weakness, kid?"
"You'll have to find that out on your own."
They both laughed and entered the main part of Tin. After walking around Vyse saw a sign in swinging in front of some kind of building which seemed oddly familiar to Vyse.
"The Lazy Bull?" Vyse said, still looking at the sign. "What kind of name is that?"
Nite shrugged a shoulder and went in. The whole time they were checking into the Inn the old women behind the counter glared at Vyse.
"You know," She finally spoke up, "you look familiar. Do I know you?"
Vyse looked at her, now wide-eyed, appearing as if he realized he made a very big mistake coming in here and nervously shook his head no. She reluctantly gave them the keys to their rooms.
"Ok youngin'. Your room is One Twenty-Four and your friend is One Twenty- Five."
She sneered at Vyse when she handed him the key. After the moment of awkward silence wore off the two headed up to their rooms.
*** As Ked lied in his bed, he tried to remember his parents. His grandfather had told him that his parents left him when he was very young. Actually it was only his father that left, his mother died when he was either one or two. His grandfather didn't know why Ked's father walked but he did know that a very powerful Sage named Gettah trained him. So now maybe if Ked finds this old man, he might just find his father. The thought of hopefully finding his dad brought a warm peace to Ked, with it slowly comforting him to sleep.
*** The next day, Nite awoke to some screams coming from the hallway.
"I knew it was you all along!" Shouted a voice from the down the hall.
Nite was quickly getting dressed when Vyse exploded into his room.
"Um...We have a problem." Vyse told him, pushing his weight against the door.
"Oh Vyse! What did you do?!"
"Well um." He started to say with a fake laugh. "I had a relationship with the Innkeeper's daughter a couple years back, it started getting serious and before I knew it, we were engaged! Now me being a free spirit and all decided to skip out on the whole wedding thin but the Innkeeper didn't like that the idea and now she kinda..." He gulped hard before finishing. "Wants my head."
Nite smacked his hand on his forehead.
"Well we better get out of here then!" He told the outlandish Monk, grabbing his weapon and racing towards the door. As he got closer he heard something smash against it three times. Nite and Vyse looked at each other.
"Oh."
The door smashed open before Vyse could finish.
"There ya are!" The old woman screeched, raising a large Scimitar in her hands and thrusting it down at Vyse before he could even open his mouth and apologize.
Luckily he was able to step out of the way just in time. The bed behind him on the other hand, was cut in two.
"We have to go NOW!" Vyse said, grabbing Nite by the shirt and dragging him out of the room.
Nite could hear her call for reinforcements to catch both scoundrels, Which meant Vyse AND him.
Nite stopped and told Vyse that they should split up and meet somewhere outside, he agreed and ran down the hallway to the right of him, screaming his head off like a maniac.
Nite figured that they might be securing the stairs so his best bet was to jump out a window in one of the rooms. It didn't bother him that the rooms were on the second floor, he had been trained to fall from high distances. Among many other things.
Nite reached for the door closest to him. Locked. He went to the one next to it. Locked. He tried the door next to the second one. Unlocked! He pushed his way in and closed the door, making sure that he locked it. When he turned around he saw, to his surprise, a girl about his age with nice blonde hair and beautiful green eyes.
"Hello." He said to her. "My name is Nite, I'm being chased by some people. Would you mind if I used your window for my escape?" His whole statement took about one second to say.
"Yeah, go ahead." She answered, still confused about what was going on.
Nite didn't take any time to explain, he simply opened the window and jumped out, doing a little roll when he hit the ground.
*** Vyse hid in a small room where they kept the cleaning supplies. He waited until he heard the people go by before running out of the closet. He ran down the stairs weaving around his capturers, unfortunately one of the men chasing him was able to stick his foot out and send the mighty Vyse sprawling down the rest of the stairs.
They easily caught up with him now with one man getting behind Vyse, griping him in a tight sleeper hold. Another man took this opportunity to charge full force at Vyse, locking his sight's on his skull and going for the full knock out. Vyse wasn't about to be beaten by some pitiful Innkeepers. He raised his foot and forced his shoe down the man's throat. The other one let go in slight shock, Vyse grinned and turned to meet him face to face. The man didn't know what to do so he did what came naturally and swung at the Monk. Bad move. Vyse easily blocked the punch and put his own fist right into the man's stomach. As the wind escaped his lungs he fell to the ground, passing right out.
Vyse kept running and finally reached the front door where none other then the old woman was waiting to slice his head off.
He had never harmed a woman before and really didn't want to start now. He stopped, started to go right, but ran left, smashing right through the window next to the door.. The window was a good three feet away from the ground and if his head was any less thick it might have cracked open.
Vyse got up and quickly dusted himself off while running behind some houses. He cut from ally to ally until he finally lost his pursuers. He sat down to catch his breath. This day was just not turning out well.
He got up and started looking for Nite down some side roads of this horrid town. He kept looking over his shoulder, hoping that freaky old hag wasn't still behind him. He put his back up against a building and stared up at the sky. He sighed as he watched some clouds roll by, he used to love this kind of excitement. Running around, escaping the grasp of the bad guys while barely saving his own hide. Memories of him and Kage fighting off hordes of enemies to protect which sometimes was only one person sprouted in his mind. Then he remember something. That's why he kept doing all this. For Kage. They've been partners for God knows how long, if he stopped fighting then who would that pompous Dragoon turn to for help? He laughed and continued walking. His spirits were raised to normal and nothing was bringing them back down.
Unfortunately something did damper his spirits and the something came in the form of a fifteen-year-old girl with one mean temper. Vyse just saw a of something behind him, not enough to fully grab his attention which was sad because if he was more aware then maybe the glimpse wouldn't have manifested into a young women jamming him up against a wall with a sword only inches from his face.
Her blonde hair was tied back into a bun, allowing Vyse to see her cold blue eyes filled with a rage he's never witnessed before. Vyse was amazed that this girl with what seemed like an average build for her age was able to hold him against the wall with such force. The wind lightly blew her long skirt from left to right as she glared at him, unmoving.
She shouted something at Vyse without warning. "Why are you traveling with my brother?!"
Brother? Vyse felt like smacking his forehead but he didn't want to make any sudden moves. This was who Nite was talking about. This was his sister.
"I don't who you're talking about!" Vyse lied.
He shocked himself saying that. Why would he lie about something like this? Maybe it was the sword up his nose...
"Lair!" She said, moving the sword from his nose to his throat.
Vyse's mind was racing a mile a minute now, he had no idea what to do. He knew the girl was Nite's sister but he wasn't sure if she was as 'endearing' as Nite brought her out to be.
"Well aren't you going to say something?!"
Say something? What was there to say! If he told her the truth then she would probably kill him and if he lied again she would most likely kill him. Man how embarrassing! Killed by a chick!
He could tell she was getting more angry..Maybe it was her next statement that tipped him off.
"If you do not speak then you force me to kill you."
Yeah, that seemed like a big hint. "Might as well say something now," Vyse thought to himself, "guess I'm dead either way."
"Ok I have been traveling with your brother but you don't have to be so defensive!" He snapped, caring less about the sword.
"We are not to trust anyone! Every person could be a potential enemy."
Wow, talk about paranoid.
"Look." Vyse said to her. "I'm not an enemy, I'm just taking him to my friend Kage."
This seemed to upset her even more. "What do you think he is!? Just some item you can trade with your friends!"
Vyse groaned at the way this conversation was going.
"Well what do you want me to do?! Just leave?" He asked her.
She smiled and nodded her head. "That is exactly what I want."
She took her sword away from his throat and allowed him to leave, which he gladly accepted. Vyse stood up, scoffed, and walked away.
What else do I need to say.Ah, I remember. I've been poking fun at Chaosrayne since the very beginning of this little 'rivalry' but just so it doesn't look like I'm ALWAYS trying to knock him down, I just want to say some beautiful, tear jerking, heart string pulling words here today. (Wow that was odd to say. O_o)
Anyways, Chaos is a good guy who, from I can tell so far, can really roll with the punches. Aside from the he's a really gifted writer. When I first read his FFR story, I thought it was good and all but man oh man when he put the 7th chapter up I was blown away. That had to have been the peak of his potential. It was too amazing for words, and coming from a guy who never stops talking, that's saying a lot. Anyways, I'm glad he's sooo good at this because now he's set a bar that I am SO going to pass. There's no point to writing good stories if someone out there has something better then yours..And man isn't it better. Anyways, here's to Chaos and his talent.
Woo, that was more then I thought I'd say, ah well he deserves it. And Chaos, don't you DARE try and say something as stupid and touching as this, you said thanks, I said thanks. Let's just try to kick each other's Story's ass into the ground now, alright? Anyways, now getting off this waaay too serious note.
I've been trying my hardest to spice up some parts between big events in this plot.Like them getting to Linidbum._ I have never been any good at this filler crap and trying to jab unnecessary points of plot into some scene were there's just two people going from point A to point B is SO annoying, but hey. I'll grin, bear it, and jab it in if it adds at lest SOME tiny points of interesting reading to the dull and boring gaps between the oh so good A and B.
I kind of want to talk about some stuff the group will be doing when they reach this kingdom of Lindinbum but it won't be for a couple chapters and I don't want what I say here to be forgotten when the time comes. So I guess we'll all have to wait for it to come before you can see some true fighting pleasure. Now I better stop talking before this A/N gets longer then the story.
This is Blades. "Good reading equals good times." I'm out. **********************************************************************
"Hello Tin!" Vyse shouted when they reached the trading post. "The mighty Vyse has arrived!"
Nite looked at him with a small grin. "You are very egotistical." Nite pointed out. "That is going to get you killed one day." He finished, riding his chocobo to the nearest stable.
"Killed huh? Sorry but my pride won't let it happen." Vyse told Nite while he put the two chocobos in their respected pens.
"It's going to be your 'pride' that does you in. That is your weakness."
Vyse scoffed at Nite's comment.
"Ha! That's a laugh...Weakness." He said, closing the stable doors. "So then what's your weakness, kid?"
"You'll have to find that out on your own."
They both laughed and entered the main part of Tin. After walking around Vyse saw a sign in swinging in front of some kind of building which seemed oddly familiar to Vyse.
"The Lazy Bull?" Vyse said, still looking at the sign. "What kind of name is that?"
Nite shrugged a shoulder and went in. The whole time they were checking into the Inn the old women behind the counter glared at Vyse.
"You know," She finally spoke up, "you look familiar. Do I know you?"
Vyse looked at her, now wide-eyed, appearing as if he realized he made a very big mistake coming in here and nervously shook his head no. She reluctantly gave them the keys to their rooms.
"Ok youngin'. Your room is One Twenty-Four and your friend is One Twenty- Five."
She sneered at Vyse when she handed him the key. After the moment of awkward silence wore off the two headed up to their rooms.
*** As Ked lied in his bed, he tried to remember his parents. His grandfather had told him that his parents left him when he was very young. Actually it was only his father that left, his mother died when he was either one or two. His grandfather didn't know why Ked's father walked but he did know that a very powerful Sage named Gettah trained him. So now maybe if Ked finds this old man, he might just find his father. The thought of hopefully finding his dad brought a warm peace to Ked, with it slowly comforting him to sleep.
*** The next day, Nite awoke to some screams coming from the hallway.
"I knew it was you all along!" Shouted a voice from the down the hall.
Nite was quickly getting dressed when Vyse exploded into his room.
"Um...We have a problem." Vyse told him, pushing his weight against the door.
"Oh Vyse! What did you do?!"
"Well um." He started to say with a fake laugh. "I had a relationship with the Innkeeper's daughter a couple years back, it started getting serious and before I knew it, we were engaged! Now me being a free spirit and all decided to skip out on the whole wedding thin but the Innkeeper didn't like that the idea and now she kinda..." He gulped hard before finishing. "Wants my head."
Nite smacked his hand on his forehead.
"Well we better get out of here then!" He told the outlandish Monk, grabbing his weapon and racing towards the door. As he got closer he heard something smash against it three times. Nite and Vyse looked at each other.
"Oh."
The door smashed open before Vyse could finish.
"There ya are!" The old woman screeched, raising a large Scimitar in her hands and thrusting it down at Vyse before he could even open his mouth and apologize.
Luckily he was able to step out of the way just in time. The bed behind him on the other hand, was cut in two.
"We have to go NOW!" Vyse said, grabbing Nite by the shirt and dragging him out of the room.
Nite could hear her call for reinforcements to catch both scoundrels, Which meant Vyse AND him.
Nite stopped and told Vyse that they should split up and meet somewhere outside, he agreed and ran down the hallway to the right of him, screaming his head off like a maniac.
Nite figured that they might be securing the stairs so his best bet was to jump out a window in one of the rooms. It didn't bother him that the rooms were on the second floor, he had been trained to fall from high distances. Among many other things.
Nite reached for the door closest to him. Locked. He went to the one next to it. Locked. He tried the door next to the second one. Unlocked! He pushed his way in and closed the door, making sure that he locked it. When he turned around he saw, to his surprise, a girl about his age with nice blonde hair and beautiful green eyes.
"Hello." He said to her. "My name is Nite, I'm being chased by some people. Would you mind if I used your window for my escape?" His whole statement took about one second to say.
"Yeah, go ahead." She answered, still confused about what was going on.
Nite didn't take any time to explain, he simply opened the window and jumped out, doing a little roll when he hit the ground.
*** Vyse hid in a small room where they kept the cleaning supplies. He waited until he heard the people go by before running out of the closet. He ran down the stairs weaving around his capturers, unfortunately one of the men chasing him was able to stick his foot out and send the mighty Vyse sprawling down the rest of the stairs.
They easily caught up with him now with one man getting behind Vyse, griping him in a tight sleeper hold. Another man took this opportunity to charge full force at Vyse, locking his sight's on his skull and going for the full knock out. Vyse wasn't about to be beaten by some pitiful Innkeepers. He raised his foot and forced his shoe down the man's throat. The other one let go in slight shock, Vyse grinned and turned to meet him face to face. The man didn't know what to do so he did what came naturally and swung at the Monk. Bad move. Vyse easily blocked the punch and put his own fist right into the man's stomach. As the wind escaped his lungs he fell to the ground, passing right out.
Vyse kept running and finally reached the front door where none other then the old woman was waiting to slice his head off.
He had never harmed a woman before and really didn't want to start now. He stopped, started to go right, but ran left, smashing right through the window next to the door.. The window was a good three feet away from the ground and if his head was any less thick it might have cracked open.
Vyse got up and quickly dusted himself off while running behind some houses. He cut from ally to ally until he finally lost his pursuers. He sat down to catch his breath. This day was just not turning out well.
He got up and started looking for Nite down some side roads of this horrid town. He kept looking over his shoulder, hoping that freaky old hag wasn't still behind him. He put his back up against a building and stared up at the sky. He sighed as he watched some clouds roll by, he used to love this kind of excitement. Running around, escaping the grasp of the bad guys while barely saving his own hide. Memories of him and Kage fighting off hordes of enemies to protect which sometimes was only one person sprouted in his mind. Then he remember something. That's why he kept doing all this. For Kage. They've been partners for God knows how long, if he stopped fighting then who would that pompous Dragoon turn to for help? He laughed and continued walking. His spirits were raised to normal and nothing was bringing them back down.
Unfortunately something did damper his spirits and the something came in the form of a fifteen-year-old girl with one mean temper. Vyse just saw a of something behind him, not enough to fully grab his attention which was sad because if he was more aware then maybe the glimpse wouldn't have manifested into a young women jamming him up against a wall with a sword only inches from his face.
Her blonde hair was tied back into a bun, allowing Vyse to see her cold blue eyes filled with a rage he's never witnessed before. Vyse was amazed that this girl with what seemed like an average build for her age was able to hold him against the wall with such force. The wind lightly blew her long skirt from left to right as she glared at him, unmoving.
She shouted something at Vyse without warning. "Why are you traveling with my brother?!"
Brother? Vyse felt like smacking his forehead but he didn't want to make any sudden moves. This was who Nite was talking about. This was his sister.
"I don't who you're talking about!" Vyse lied.
He shocked himself saying that. Why would he lie about something like this? Maybe it was the sword up his nose...
"Lair!" She said, moving the sword from his nose to his throat.
Vyse's mind was racing a mile a minute now, he had no idea what to do. He knew the girl was Nite's sister but he wasn't sure if she was as 'endearing' as Nite brought her out to be.
"Well aren't you going to say something?!"
Say something? What was there to say! If he told her the truth then she would probably kill him and if he lied again she would most likely kill him. Man how embarrassing! Killed by a chick!
He could tell she was getting more angry..Maybe it was her next statement that tipped him off.
"If you do not speak then you force me to kill you."
Yeah, that seemed like a big hint. "Might as well say something now," Vyse thought to himself, "guess I'm dead either way."
"Ok I have been traveling with your brother but you don't have to be so defensive!" He snapped, caring less about the sword.
"We are not to trust anyone! Every person could be a potential enemy."
Wow, talk about paranoid.
"Look." Vyse said to her. "I'm not an enemy, I'm just taking him to my friend Kage."
This seemed to upset her even more. "What do you think he is!? Just some item you can trade with your friends!"
Vyse groaned at the way this conversation was going.
"Well what do you want me to do?! Just leave?" He asked her.
She smiled and nodded her head. "That is exactly what I want."
She took her sword away from his throat and allowed him to leave, which he gladly accepted. Vyse stood up, scoffed, and walked away.