I'm back! Sorry I'm taking so long to write this. I'm kinda out of my "Equinox." I just seem to have problems writing every six months or so then it's followed by extreme creative energy. The same thing happened with Conforming To The Penalty. Again I own no charaters that posses the little Copyright symbol after their names, except Seraph and San. And for those who are still interested in the trivia question the answer is: 85. 67 during Conforming to the Penalty, plus 18 years, that makes it 85. Guess Yuffie really is into older men.
San woke up. Then he wished he hadn't. He had had that dream again. The dream in which something was trying to call him. Something too big to comprehend, but too small to hear.
"Why do I have to deal with this stuff?"
Only the silence answered. The peaceful quiet was interrupted after a few minutes by a familiar voice.
"Hey! You awake in there San?"
"Shut up! I'm awake!"
"Good. I have to run a little errand this morning. I'll meet you at school. Bye!"
"Yeah, bye."
San eventually wandered downstairs for breakfast.
"This isn't going to be a good day."
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"Good morning sunshine" Seraph chirped happily.
"Not you. What? Are you stalking me or something?"
"Of course not San," Seraph said sitting down in the seat adjacent to him. "I just happened to get the same class as you."
"Twice is coincidence."
"Hmm?"
"An old saying. 'Once is chance, twice is coincidence and three times is destiny."
"That sounds romantic. Wouldn't have figured you to be the type."
"This isn't going to be a good day."
"Where's the teacher? I don't see anyone."
"They're late."
"Not anymore. Look."
The teacher did indeed choose to enter at that precise moment. She was a medium height woman with a killer figure. And she knew it too, obviously. All things considered the short gray skirt and white blouse made her look like a corporate secretary. The huge ill-fitting studded metal bracelet on her left arm was offsetting to the whole design.
"Good morning class" she said in a smoke and honey voice. "I'm your new Materia teacher Ms. Sairiki. I'm here to teach you everything you need to know about Materia in all it's many forms. A few ground rules. Number one: I hold all the Materia unless you're using it. Number two: If you want to use my Materia you wear this." Ms. Sairiki brandished the bracelet. "You break this you will pay, severely. It belonged to an old friend I lost long ago. Number three: I can be fun until someone annoys me. Number four: do not annoy me. Well, that's enough for rules. How about we get down to business, shall we? Open your textbooks to page 145 and we'll learn about Fire spells."
"Ms. Sairiki?"
"Yes, um, Laurn?" Ms. Sairiki said glancing at chart on her desk.
"We haven't been issued textbooks yet."
Seraph looked down at her own textbook, "Materia and Spells" before her, the one that was issued to her and everyone else as they had walked in the door. Laurn was just trying to get out of an assignment. Ms. Sairiki seemed not to notice the classes sudden attempt to hide their own copies. Seraph did notice that one of the Materias on the bracelet started to glow.
"If that's so I had best read it aloud to you then Mr. Laurn. If you had a textbook you would see that it reads that 'one doesn't need to create a huge blast of fire if a small one will suit your purposes.' A case-in-point to this would be me setting your hair on fire for trying to deceive your teacher."
Laurn at this point realized that his head was, indeed, on fire.
"Now if you could kindly put out your own head and pull out your textbook things will go much smoother from here on out."
Laurn finally manage to put out the fire, with help from a fellow student wielding a fire extinguisher. While this was happening, Ms. Sairiki smiled and waited.
"Now if you all can turn to page 145, or perhaps you would like to test my skills with multiple castings?"
To say the least, for the rest of the year, no one ever forgot their books for Ms. Sairiki's class.
Later at Gym
"Today we'll all just take it easy and just do twenty laps."
There was a chorus of groans from the assembled students.
"What? Twenty too much? Alright, I'll make it easy on you."
Walking over to the equipment shed, Mr. Toulb stared to toss medicine balls out at a surprising rate.
"Thirty laps and you'll each be carrying one of these. Any more complaints and you can carry two apiece. And the same thing will go for anymore complaints. You should consider yourself lucky. When I was training under Shin Ra I had to do fifty laps, with two medicine balls, skipping the entire time. You kids these days think you got it so easy. Why I remember this one time in boot camp..."
And so Mr. Toulb entertained all those who came within earshot, and since he was shouting that included everyone, about how he and his company had had to navigate a mine-laden obstacle course while carrying a over-fed Chocobo. Spirits were dark and morale effectively crushed, more-so after the rain started.
"How can this get any worse?"
"Trust me Seraph you don't want to know."
San had managed to catch up with Seraph, despite it being the twenty-fifth lap, with a clear breath.
"How can running laps, in the rain, with heavy balls get any worse?"
"You know Toulb's Chocobo story?"
"Yeah."
"Try forty laps, over hurdles, with a young Chocobo on your back, in the snow."
"This is the part where you say you're joking."
"Every winter for five years."
"Please tell me you're joking."
"While wearing nothing but a kilt."
"You're serious."
"No, I'm joking."
"What?"
Seraph was so surprised by this revelation that she fell flat on her face. Picking herself up with a great deal of pain and embarassment, Seraph started up after San with the general intent to smash his face into the ground and on through to Wutai.
"What the hell was that?"
San suddenly stopped and walked over to a set of bleachers and sat down. Seraph followed, still intent on smashing San.
"Tell me why I shouldn't hit you with this very heavy blunt instrument of pain."
"I figured you needed a hand."
"Ya know what? You have a very strange way of dealing with people."
"Maybe other people react strangely to me."
"Brain is tired right now. No need thinking. Answer question or smash."
"I just said all that to take your mind off the situation."
"Now do you have anything to take my mind off of hitting you?"
"I do. Class is over."
Mr. Toulb had snuck up behind Seraph and grabbed the medicine ball with his right hand.
"I'll put this away while you two go get changed. And since you two are the only ones who finished today, you have tomorrow off. The rest of you will take off where you left off!"
Several students who still had energy groaned. Even more just dropped to the ground.
"Laxis, Gruut, Parl, and Sisvil all get plus ten laps. I said no complaints. Until tomorrow."
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Seraph stretched her neck and yawned. She was going to sleep like the dead tonight. Looking up, Seraph saw a few cloud breaks in the sky.
"At least the rain's stopped."
Following one sunbeam, Seraph caught sight of San looking out onto the track field.
"Hey San. What'cha looking at?"
"Mr. Toulb is out there doing something with a large Chocobo." San said without even turning.
"Wild Chocobos don't come this close to a city by themselves. Maybe it's Mr. Toulb's."
"Or maybe it's Ms. Sairiki's."
In the distance Ms. Sairiki was running towards Mr. Toulb, who was avoiding the Chocobo for some reason.
"Something feels wrong."
"San?"
"Something's telling me to go check it out."
"It might be nothing."
Ms. Sairiki fired a bolt of Lighting at the Chocobo.
"Okay, it's not nothing. C'mon."
"Dear god, what is that?"
The creature in question was roughly the size of a bus. On the whole it looked like a giant zombie Chocobo, if only it looked half that good. It's eyes were bleeding bloody tears and it's beaked mouth was filled with jagged teeth. The normal Chocobo walking stride was replaced with a bizarre limp as it tried to walk with a significantly shorter right leg. It was a horrific monstrosity and it stank like a thousand sewers.
"Who could have done such a thing?"
"I don't know, but let's stop it before it gets out of hand."
"Right."
The Chocobo thing suddenly looked straight at them and started to choke.
"Wha the?"
"Seraph look out!"
The Chocobo monstrosity spat a huge glob of green slime. Seraph jumped out the way. The slime landed where she had stood only moments before and started to sizzle and eat it's way deep underground.
"Great, it spits acid too. Who the hell thought up this one?"
"Mr. Toulb, Ms. Sairiki! Are you okay?"
"You two should get out of here!"
"But we want to help!"
"I said get out! Whoomp!"
Mr. Toulb at that moment was kicked in the stomach by the Chocobo and knocked through the air onto the ground fifty feet away. He didn't get back up. The Chocobo stalked up to him and unhinged it's jaw like a great snake. At that moment San jumped into the air and cut at the Chocobo's neck. The Chocobo managed to twist it's neck out of the way in time. San landed in-between it and Mr. Toulb.
"Chokoboh I name you and now I name you dead to this world."
"Cho-kob-oh? Where does he come up with this stuff?"
San rushed for the Chokoboh's neck again, but it ran to the side. In a swift and graceful dash, that it's size and mismatched feet would lead one to believe, tried to run San over. San managed to dodge in time. The Chokoboh turned around and charged again and again. San managed to keep up but he was fast running out of strength. Helping Ms. Sairiki look after Mr. Toulb, Seraph looked on with worry.
"Ms. Sairiki! San needs our help!"
"I didn't bring any of my weapons. And I can't think of any spells that could work on that thing. You can't just take a Chocobo down. They can run all day and still have energy to boot. And the way that ones going it could fight for hours."
Seraph looked around wildly for inspiration and found it in a most unlikely places, her memory. Mr. Toulb's story. About the obstacle course, with mines, and the heavy weight.
"Ms. Sairiki do you have any Quake or Gravity spells?"
"I got just short of every spell available."
"Can you make a huge number of pits in the ground?"
"Yeah, probably. You have a plan?"
"Just make 'em big and deep and every twenty feet. I'll lead it over the holes and then..."
"I blast it with a Gravity."
"Right. I'll get it's attention and make a break for it. You got thirty seconds."
Seraph ran off before even waiting for a reply.
"You must have gotten it from my side. Quake!"
While Ms. Sairiki made pit holes all over the field, Seraph charge the Chokoboh. Running so low to the ground that it looked like she was falling, Seraph slashed at it's feet. Despite it's size and speed, the Chokoboh tumbled over the strike and wheeled around to face it's new target. Seraph turned around and ran straight for the minefield.
"I hope to hell this works." Yuffie muttered to herself. One wrong move now and she'd lose her only daughter. Concentrating on the Gravity Materia, Yuffie prepared to unleash the full force of gravity on that oversized chicken.
Seraph ran, leapt and dodged the Chokoboh's dash attacks. Each dash took it one step closer to the minefield. I hope she gets her timing right, Seraph thought, or else I'm going to be flat as roadkill. Reaching the minefield Seraph leapt over the first hole.
"Gravity!"
A wave of compressed air popped Seraph's ears as she landed very heavily. With a gasp of pain, Seraph realized that she was on the edge of the spell range and she had just managed to twist her ankle. Rolling to her side Seraph ducked into the nearest hole to recover. The Chokoboh didn't fare nearly as well. It's short leg was just over the hole as the increased gravity hit and was now having a hard time standing up. But when it did there was little Seraph could do but try to ward off it's swift attacks. As the Chokoboh finally managed to stand up, San cut across it's misshapen wing, leaving a wide gash. With a monstrous cry it turned to San.
"Seraph! I'll lead him back! Be ready!"
"Right!"
San ran to the next hole and leapt over it. Ms. Sairiki's aim was truer and San escaped the gravity well. The Chokoboh crashed into the ground, it's beak snapped in two. San ran behind it and back towards Seraph. San whistled to catch her attention. Seraph reached her arm out of the hole to flash him a thumbs up. San leapt over the hole where Seraph was hiding and continued further through the minefield. The Chokoboh staggered to it's feet and continued it's relentless pursuit. As it neared Seraph's hole, Seraph jumped out and managed a broad slash across it's side, taking off a wing. Howling with inhuman pain, the Chokoboh focused on Seraph and spat another glob of acid.
"Landscaper!"
Seraph looked quickly at Ms. Sairiki who was hitting the ground with her left fist. From that point the land shifted and moved towards her. The ground in front of Seraph suddenly erupted upwards, shielding her from the deadly acid. Before Seraph could give thanks the Chokoboh burst through the earthen wall and started after Seraph.
"San where the hell are you! I could use your help!"
"Turn left now!" San's voice said coming from a hole to her left.
Seraph twisted into a turn and dashed with the little remaining energy she had left.
"This better work San!"
Seraph leapt over the hole and for a single second the entire world froze. She could see everything around her. Mr. Toulb and Ms. Sairiki. The bloody and beaten Chokoboh behind her. And San right below her, holding his sword in a familiar and yet unknown style. The moment passed and Seraph stumbled to the ground.
"Climhazzard!"
San leapt up into the air and the Chokoboh ran past over Seraph. San landed heavily to the ground. The Chokoboh fell as well, in two separate pieces. San picked himself up and walked up to his fallen foe.
"Return to the land who raised you and rejoin the lifestream. Rest in peace!"
San pulled out a Fire Materia from his belt and lit the carcass on fire as a funeral pyre. Seraph limped over to San, taking weight off her twisted foot.
"So, we won?"
"Yes."
Seraph nodded sagely.
"So, how'd you do that attack? It was So-o-o cool!"
"What? You have got to be kidding me."
"Com'n I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat. You're treat."
"I don't have any money!"
"Then you'll be washing dishes 'til dawn. Come on!"
"Wait a minute you two!"
San and Seraph looked over at Ms. Sairiki.
"Don't leave me here! I want something to eat too! Here Seraph, you get Mr. Toulb's left side I'll get the right."
As Ms. Sairiki and Seraph picked up the still unconscious Mr. Toulb, San lingered behind. Looking into the growing darkness of twilight San sought something he couldn't see.
"Hey San! Hurry or you won't get anything!"
"Coming."
A person watched the four leave.
"Stage 1 complete. Estimates match predicted results. Initiating Stage 2. Continuing surveillance."
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San woke up. Then he wished he hadn't. He had had that dream again. The dream in which something was trying to call him. Something too big to comprehend, but too small to hear.
"Why do I have to deal with this stuff?"
Only the silence answered. The peaceful quiet was interrupted after a few minutes by a familiar voice.
"Hey! You awake in there San?"
"Shut up! I'm awake!"
"Good. I have to run a little errand this morning. I'll meet you at school. Bye!"
"Yeah, bye."
San eventually wandered downstairs for breakfast.
"This isn't going to be a good day."
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"Good morning sunshine" Seraph chirped happily.
"Not you. What? Are you stalking me or something?"
"Of course not San," Seraph said sitting down in the seat adjacent to him. "I just happened to get the same class as you."
"Twice is coincidence."
"Hmm?"
"An old saying. 'Once is chance, twice is coincidence and three times is destiny."
"That sounds romantic. Wouldn't have figured you to be the type."
"This isn't going to be a good day."
"Where's the teacher? I don't see anyone."
"They're late."
"Not anymore. Look."
The teacher did indeed choose to enter at that precise moment. She was a medium height woman with a killer figure. And she knew it too, obviously. All things considered the short gray skirt and white blouse made her look like a corporate secretary. The huge ill-fitting studded metal bracelet on her left arm was offsetting to the whole design.
"Good morning class" she said in a smoke and honey voice. "I'm your new Materia teacher Ms. Sairiki. I'm here to teach you everything you need to know about Materia in all it's many forms. A few ground rules. Number one: I hold all the Materia unless you're using it. Number two: If you want to use my Materia you wear this." Ms. Sairiki brandished the bracelet. "You break this you will pay, severely. It belonged to an old friend I lost long ago. Number three: I can be fun until someone annoys me. Number four: do not annoy me. Well, that's enough for rules. How about we get down to business, shall we? Open your textbooks to page 145 and we'll learn about Fire spells."
"Ms. Sairiki?"
"Yes, um, Laurn?" Ms. Sairiki said glancing at chart on her desk.
"We haven't been issued textbooks yet."
Seraph looked down at her own textbook, "Materia and Spells" before her, the one that was issued to her and everyone else as they had walked in the door. Laurn was just trying to get out of an assignment. Ms. Sairiki seemed not to notice the classes sudden attempt to hide their own copies. Seraph did notice that one of the Materias on the bracelet started to glow.
"If that's so I had best read it aloud to you then Mr. Laurn. If you had a textbook you would see that it reads that 'one doesn't need to create a huge blast of fire if a small one will suit your purposes.' A case-in-point to this would be me setting your hair on fire for trying to deceive your teacher."
Laurn at this point realized that his head was, indeed, on fire.
"Now if you could kindly put out your own head and pull out your textbook things will go much smoother from here on out."
Laurn finally manage to put out the fire, with help from a fellow student wielding a fire extinguisher. While this was happening, Ms. Sairiki smiled and waited.
"Now if you all can turn to page 145, or perhaps you would like to test my skills with multiple castings?"
To say the least, for the rest of the year, no one ever forgot their books for Ms. Sairiki's class.
Later at Gym
"Today we'll all just take it easy and just do twenty laps."
There was a chorus of groans from the assembled students.
"What? Twenty too much? Alright, I'll make it easy on you."
Walking over to the equipment shed, Mr. Toulb stared to toss medicine balls out at a surprising rate.
"Thirty laps and you'll each be carrying one of these. Any more complaints and you can carry two apiece. And the same thing will go for anymore complaints. You should consider yourself lucky. When I was training under Shin Ra I had to do fifty laps, with two medicine balls, skipping the entire time. You kids these days think you got it so easy. Why I remember this one time in boot camp..."
And so Mr. Toulb entertained all those who came within earshot, and since he was shouting that included everyone, about how he and his company had had to navigate a mine-laden obstacle course while carrying a over-fed Chocobo. Spirits were dark and morale effectively crushed, more-so after the rain started.
"How can this get any worse?"
"Trust me Seraph you don't want to know."
San had managed to catch up with Seraph, despite it being the twenty-fifth lap, with a clear breath.
"How can running laps, in the rain, with heavy balls get any worse?"
"You know Toulb's Chocobo story?"
"Yeah."
"Try forty laps, over hurdles, with a young Chocobo on your back, in the snow."
"This is the part where you say you're joking."
"Every winter for five years."
"Please tell me you're joking."
"While wearing nothing but a kilt."
"You're serious."
"No, I'm joking."
"What?"
Seraph was so surprised by this revelation that she fell flat on her face. Picking herself up with a great deal of pain and embarassment, Seraph started up after San with the general intent to smash his face into the ground and on through to Wutai.
"What the hell was that?"
San suddenly stopped and walked over to a set of bleachers and sat down. Seraph followed, still intent on smashing San.
"Tell me why I shouldn't hit you with this very heavy blunt instrument of pain."
"I figured you needed a hand."
"Ya know what? You have a very strange way of dealing with people."
"Maybe other people react strangely to me."
"Brain is tired right now. No need thinking. Answer question or smash."
"I just said all that to take your mind off the situation."
"Now do you have anything to take my mind off of hitting you?"
"I do. Class is over."
Mr. Toulb had snuck up behind Seraph and grabbed the medicine ball with his right hand.
"I'll put this away while you two go get changed. And since you two are the only ones who finished today, you have tomorrow off. The rest of you will take off where you left off!"
Several students who still had energy groaned. Even more just dropped to the ground.
"Laxis, Gruut, Parl, and Sisvil all get plus ten laps. I said no complaints. Until tomorrow."
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Seraph stretched her neck and yawned. She was going to sleep like the dead tonight. Looking up, Seraph saw a few cloud breaks in the sky.
"At least the rain's stopped."
Following one sunbeam, Seraph caught sight of San looking out onto the track field.
"Hey San. What'cha looking at?"
"Mr. Toulb is out there doing something with a large Chocobo." San said without even turning.
"Wild Chocobos don't come this close to a city by themselves. Maybe it's Mr. Toulb's."
"Or maybe it's Ms. Sairiki's."
In the distance Ms. Sairiki was running towards Mr. Toulb, who was avoiding the Chocobo for some reason.
"Something feels wrong."
"San?"
"Something's telling me to go check it out."
"It might be nothing."
Ms. Sairiki fired a bolt of Lighting at the Chocobo.
"Okay, it's not nothing. C'mon."
"Dear god, what is that?"
The creature in question was roughly the size of a bus. On the whole it looked like a giant zombie Chocobo, if only it looked half that good. It's eyes were bleeding bloody tears and it's beaked mouth was filled with jagged teeth. The normal Chocobo walking stride was replaced with a bizarre limp as it tried to walk with a significantly shorter right leg. It was a horrific monstrosity and it stank like a thousand sewers.
"Who could have done such a thing?"
"I don't know, but let's stop it before it gets out of hand."
"Right."
The Chocobo thing suddenly looked straight at them and started to choke.
"Wha the?"
"Seraph look out!"
The Chocobo monstrosity spat a huge glob of green slime. Seraph jumped out the way. The slime landed where she had stood only moments before and started to sizzle and eat it's way deep underground.
"Great, it spits acid too. Who the hell thought up this one?"
"Mr. Toulb, Ms. Sairiki! Are you okay?"
"You two should get out of here!"
"But we want to help!"
"I said get out! Whoomp!"
Mr. Toulb at that moment was kicked in the stomach by the Chocobo and knocked through the air onto the ground fifty feet away. He didn't get back up. The Chocobo stalked up to him and unhinged it's jaw like a great snake. At that moment San jumped into the air and cut at the Chocobo's neck. The Chocobo managed to twist it's neck out of the way in time. San landed in-between it and Mr. Toulb.
"Chokoboh I name you and now I name you dead to this world."
"Cho-kob-oh? Where does he come up with this stuff?"
San rushed for the Chokoboh's neck again, but it ran to the side. In a swift and graceful dash, that it's size and mismatched feet would lead one to believe, tried to run San over. San managed to dodge in time. The Chokoboh turned around and charged again and again. San managed to keep up but he was fast running out of strength. Helping Ms. Sairiki look after Mr. Toulb, Seraph looked on with worry.
"Ms. Sairiki! San needs our help!"
"I didn't bring any of my weapons. And I can't think of any spells that could work on that thing. You can't just take a Chocobo down. They can run all day and still have energy to boot. And the way that ones going it could fight for hours."
Seraph looked around wildly for inspiration and found it in a most unlikely places, her memory. Mr. Toulb's story. About the obstacle course, with mines, and the heavy weight.
"Ms. Sairiki do you have any Quake or Gravity spells?"
"I got just short of every spell available."
"Can you make a huge number of pits in the ground?"
"Yeah, probably. You have a plan?"
"Just make 'em big and deep and every twenty feet. I'll lead it over the holes and then..."
"I blast it with a Gravity."
"Right. I'll get it's attention and make a break for it. You got thirty seconds."
Seraph ran off before even waiting for a reply.
"You must have gotten it from my side. Quake!"
While Ms. Sairiki made pit holes all over the field, Seraph charge the Chokoboh. Running so low to the ground that it looked like she was falling, Seraph slashed at it's feet. Despite it's size and speed, the Chokoboh tumbled over the strike and wheeled around to face it's new target. Seraph turned around and ran straight for the minefield.
"I hope to hell this works." Yuffie muttered to herself. One wrong move now and she'd lose her only daughter. Concentrating on the Gravity Materia, Yuffie prepared to unleash the full force of gravity on that oversized chicken.
Seraph ran, leapt and dodged the Chokoboh's dash attacks. Each dash took it one step closer to the minefield. I hope she gets her timing right, Seraph thought, or else I'm going to be flat as roadkill. Reaching the minefield Seraph leapt over the first hole.
"Gravity!"
A wave of compressed air popped Seraph's ears as she landed very heavily. With a gasp of pain, Seraph realized that she was on the edge of the spell range and she had just managed to twist her ankle. Rolling to her side Seraph ducked into the nearest hole to recover. The Chokoboh didn't fare nearly as well. It's short leg was just over the hole as the increased gravity hit and was now having a hard time standing up. But when it did there was little Seraph could do but try to ward off it's swift attacks. As the Chokoboh finally managed to stand up, San cut across it's misshapen wing, leaving a wide gash. With a monstrous cry it turned to San.
"Seraph! I'll lead him back! Be ready!"
"Right!"
San ran to the next hole and leapt over it. Ms. Sairiki's aim was truer and San escaped the gravity well. The Chokoboh crashed into the ground, it's beak snapped in two. San ran behind it and back towards Seraph. San whistled to catch her attention. Seraph reached her arm out of the hole to flash him a thumbs up. San leapt over the hole where Seraph was hiding and continued further through the minefield. The Chokoboh staggered to it's feet and continued it's relentless pursuit. As it neared Seraph's hole, Seraph jumped out and managed a broad slash across it's side, taking off a wing. Howling with inhuman pain, the Chokoboh focused on Seraph and spat another glob of acid.
"Landscaper!"
Seraph looked quickly at Ms. Sairiki who was hitting the ground with her left fist. From that point the land shifted and moved towards her. The ground in front of Seraph suddenly erupted upwards, shielding her from the deadly acid. Before Seraph could give thanks the Chokoboh burst through the earthen wall and started after Seraph.
"San where the hell are you! I could use your help!"
"Turn left now!" San's voice said coming from a hole to her left.
Seraph twisted into a turn and dashed with the little remaining energy she had left.
"This better work San!"
Seraph leapt over the hole and for a single second the entire world froze. She could see everything around her. Mr. Toulb and Ms. Sairiki. The bloody and beaten Chokoboh behind her. And San right below her, holding his sword in a familiar and yet unknown style. The moment passed and Seraph stumbled to the ground.
"Climhazzard!"
San leapt up into the air and the Chokoboh ran past over Seraph. San landed heavily to the ground. The Chokoboh fell as well, in two separate pieces. San picked himself up and walked up to his fallen foe.
"Return to the land who raised you and rejoin the lifestream. Rest in peace!"
San pulled out a Fire Materia from his belt and lit the carcass on fire as a funeral pyre. Seraph limped over to San, taking weight off her twisted foot.
"So, we won?"
"Yes."
Seraph nodded sagely.
"So, how'd you do that attack? It was So-o-o cool!"
"What? You have got to be kidding me."
"Com'n I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat. You're treat."
"I don't have any money!"
"Then you'll be washing dishes 'til dawn. Come on!"
"Wait a minute you two!"
San and Seraph looked over at Ms. Sairiki.
"Don't leave me here! I want something to eat too! Here Seraph, you get Mr. Toulb's left side I'll get the right."
As Ms. Sairiki and Seraph picked up the still unconscious Mr. Toulb, San lingered behind. Looking into the growing darkness of twilight San sought something he couldn't see.
"Hey San! Hurry or you won't get anything!"
"Coming."
A person watched the four leave.
"Stage 1 complete. Estimates match predicted results. Initiating Stage 2. Continuing surveillance."
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