Disclaimer: No I do not and won't ever own the rights to Final Fantasy X-2 or another Final Fantasy ever. They belong to Square-Enix. I just play the games.
All Screwed Up
Chapter 1: Here We Go
Nyaru found herself falling through and endless universe of darkness that was only lit by the neon symbols of binary code that floated past her. She was unable to breathe. She felt like every single part of her was about to break apart, or if just one atom were to give way, she would be lost forever. She was helpless. She began to feel tired… and then… sleepy. A rush of wind and color began circling around her and she soon found herself above a vast city. Nyaru screamed as began to plummet towards it. She fell further and further, but luckily she landed on top of… A giant Moogle?
"OOF!" Nyaru shouted as she landed on the soft Moogle.
Nyaru sat up, rubbed her behind and moaned in pain. She stood up groggily and held her head like she had a headache. What had just happened? She thought to herself. First she was in her Recreation Room with her friends, and now here? And where was "here"? What exactly had happened? She looked at her surroundings. She was on a dock, littered with boxes filled with who knows what. But it all seemed so unfamiliar, yet familiar in another way. It was like she had seen this place before, but had never been here. She was brought back to reality as she heard a loud groan from behind her. She spun around, regaining her awareness. There, sprawled on the ground was the large Moogle she had landed on!
"Ouch," The Moogle groaned. "Did anyone get the license plate on that Shoopuff?"
"Oh my goodness, I think I killed it!" Nyaru gasped and rushed to its side. "Are you okay, Mister…or Miss…? Uh… Oh goodness… PLEASE DON'T SUE!"
"Uh…" The Moogle sat up rubbing its head.
Nyaru let out a yelp as it pulled off its head, revealing the face of a girl about her age with short, feathered brown hair. She opened her eyes, one a dark blue and the other an emerald green.
"Oh
my goodness," Nyaru exclaimed. "You look like-… But it can't
be-… You're Yuna!"
"Huh?"
The girl in the Moogle suit turned her head to Nyaru, "Who are you?
Do I know you?"
"I'm Nyaru. I can't believe I'm in the presence of THE Lady Yuna from Final Fantasy ten-two!" Nyaru exclaimed.
"Final, what?" Yuna asked, looking confused.
"Oh, Lady Yuna, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Nyaru smiled and shook Yuna's hand.
"Uh… Same here. I think," Yuna smiled weakly.
Suddenly Yuna's expression became horror stricken.
"Oh no! I'm supposed to be helping Rikku and Paine!" Yuna exclaimed as she tried to stand up. "OW! Ouchie," Yuna quickly fell on her back.
"What's wrong?" Nyaru asked.
"I… I think my legs are broken!" Yuna cried in pain.
Nyaru turned away from Yuna and clasped her hands over her mouth.
"Oh crap… I must have broken her legs when I fell on her!" Nyaru whispered to herself.
Nyaru then turned back to Yuna with concern.
"Here! Let me get you to a safe place!" Nyaru offered, as she slowly dragged Yuna to a safe open area, trying not to irritate Yuna's broken legs.
Yuna moaned loudly at the pain of her broken legs. Suddenly Nyaru heard footsteps approaching them.
"What was that?" Nyaru asked herself, looking over her shoulder, and then turned back to Yuna. "I'm going to check out what that is, it could be help! In the mean time… uh… use a potion or something. I'll be right back." Nyaru assured her.
Nyaru walked through the maze of boxes and suddenly bumped into someone. Nyaru fell back on her butt from the force of the collision.
"Ow! This is not a good day for me." Nyaru whined rubbed her head.
Nyaru looked up to see a tall, thin man in blue standing over her. Nyaru gasped and began to crawl backwards until her back was against a box. The tall man had a long face with thin, slanted, dark eyes and looked very intimidating. He was completely dressed in different shades of blue, wore a strange disc-like helmet, and twirled a pair of long revolvers in his hands. He slowly walked toward her until he loomed over her once more. He bent over and stared at her straight in the face, eye to eye.
"What are you doing here, little girl?" He asked in a harsh, yet regal tone.
Nyaru swallowed hard. She spotted the familiar heart-shaped symbol with the two holes through it. She suddenly recognized this gun-slinging stranger. He was also from the game of Final Fantasy X2! He was Logos of the Leblanc Syndicate! He was her favorite character in the sphere-hunting group besides Leblanc.
"I-I… I'm cleaning!" Nyaru answered quickly with a stutter in her voice.
She dare not mess with anyone with a gun. Whether this was some kind of sick dream or not, it was best to stay out of trouble.
"I think you are lying to me," Logos smirked as he placed one of his guns in its holster and placed a finger under her chin, tilting her head upward. "Dressed like that I'd say you were some sort of tourist."
Logos began to examine her face, it made Nyaru feel VERY uncomfortable. She decided to say something quickly in hopes it would persuade him to be satisfied then leave her alone.
"Ah ha, ha, ha, you got me! I'm a tourist." She said with a fake laugh. "I was trying my best to fit in but you saw right through me!"
Nyaru swore if she were an anime character there would be a huge sweat-drop would appear to add to her fake expression. Fortunately, her ploy worked and he stopped giving her that eerie look. He held out his hand to her, to offer his assistance to help her get to her feet. She took his hand and stood up. Suddenly there was a crackling sounds coming from Logos's collar.
"Hey! Logos where are you? It's show time!" a low, heavy voice crackled then disappeared with a beep.
Nyaru saw Logos roll his eyes in displeasure then turned back to her.
"Forgive, miss, but I must take my leave. Until we meet again," He smiled with a bow, then turned on his heel and ran off.
Nyaru watched as he disappeared from sight.
"…What a creep," Nyaru arched an eyebrow.
Suddenly she began to recognize her situation. The unplugged console acting wacko, the opening Full Motion Video to Final Fantasy X-2, this dock, Yuna in a Moogle suit, and Logos in the area… THIS WAS NO DREAM! No dream could feel THIS real! She was actually inside the game of FINAL FANTASY X-2! It was the only explanation. She was at the beginning of the game right after the concert. Either that or this was one vivid nightmare caused by something funky she must have eaten earlier!
"'Show time'…" Nyaru repeated the voice from the microphone's words, "That voice must have been Ormi's! This must mean they're on their way to corner Rikku and Paine! The part where Yuna has to appear on the scene and save them!" She exclaimed, and then sighed in frustration. "But the problem is she's injured thanks to me. There has got to be some way to get her back on her feet in time!"
Nyaru ran back to see Yuna still on the ground.
"Are you okay?" Nyaru asked.
"If 'in excruciating pain' counts as fine, then yes," Yuna smiled weakly.
"Look, you have to get up somehow and save Rikku and Paine before those Syndicate Goons get them!" Nyaru told her.
"No potion or White magic spell can heal broken legs," Yuna explained with a sighed. "I am officially out of commission."
"Damn it, this is all my fault!" Nyaru said angrily and kicked a nearby crate. "Isn't there some way you can fight them?"
"I might not be able to fight, but you can," Yuna told her.
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT?" Nyaru exclaimed.
"Have you had any experience in fighting?" Yuna asked.
"I was in karate for a while then went into kick-boxing for three years," Nyaru told her. "Why?"
"I want you to fight with Rikku and Paine, and get my garment grid back," Yuna told her.
"B-But I can't! You have t-" Nyaru stammered.
"I am in no state to save my friends. Please, just do this for me," Yuna pleaded.
"Aww, damn it, fine!" Nyaru sighed.
Yuna reached into her pouch and pulled out a series of Garment Grids and Dress-Spheres and held them out to Nyaru.
"Here. Choose a Garment Grid and choose a dress-sphere you want to use." She said as Nyaru took them.
"Are you sure you're going be alright on your own?" Nyaru asked.
"Don't worry, I'll just contact Brother. He'll get me out of here in no time," Yuna smiled cheerfully.
Nyaru smiled weakly as she remembered Brother would jump off the summit of Mt. Gagazet for Yuna.
"Alright. Please, don't try to move it will only make the injury worse, and watch Brother's hands. You don't know what he'll pull," Nyaru told her as she ran off.
"Umm… Okay, whatever that means," Yuna smiled oddly as Nyaru disappeared from site.
Nyaru ran through the docks searching for Rikku and Paine. Soon she heard familiar voices from up ahead.
"Hey, you run too fast!"
"You're too slow little girl."
Nyaru ran into the next area and looked around the corner. There was Logos right in front of her with his back turned. In the distance she could see two girls about her age.
"Rikku and Paine," Nyaru gasped. "I actually found them!"
"Show's over! Bwa ha, ha!" A large man walked into view.
"That's Ormi," Nyaru whispered to herself, "Wow he looks bigger in person!"
Nyaru looked down at the various garment grids and dress-spheres. She had to choose quickly. This would take some extreme tactical thinking!
"Enie Menie Minie Moe…" Nyaru whispered to herself.
"This way," Paine's voice could be heard.
"DAMN IT! I HAVE NO TIME!" Nyaru shouted at herself.
Nyaru selected the Supreme Light and a Samurai Dress-sphere and placed the rest in her pocket. Suddenly the Garment Grid began to glow and Nyaru's T-shirt and Jeans disappeared and were replaced by a long black robe embroidered with gold lily designs closed with a red sash, and black tights. Silver armor covered her thighs and shins, and she wore black sandals upon her feet, and a black samurai helmet with her long hair tied up under it. She had bandages from wrists to her elbows, from her ankles to her knees, and around her chest. In her hand was a long straight blade Katana. Nyaru looked at herself in the reflection in her sword.
"Gawd, I look stupid," She scoffed.
Nyaru quickly took off the helmet, tossed it aside and let her hair down, then looked into the blade once more.
"Much better," She smiled at her reflection. "Now it's time to kick some arse!"
Nyaru ran out from her hiding place and reached into the hidden pocket in her robe. She pulled out several Fireworks, lit them quickly and she tossed them at the feet of the two goons pursuing the two girls. The Fireworks exploded one by one, causing the henchmen to stop and dodge the explosions, looking quite silly as it seemed like they were dancing. Once the explosions stopped, Logos and Ormi turned their attention to Nyaru. Nyaru flicked her hair back and ran toward them with her sword out in front of her. Before she could collide with the two henchmen, she dug her Katana into the ground and pole-vaulted over the two of them, taking the sword with her. She landed in front of Rikku and Paine, turned around and pointed her sword at the two henchmen.
"Who the hell are you?" Paine asked.
Nyaru turned back to look at her smiled sheepishly. "I'm a person who has a lot of spare time."
"Wow that's a long name." Rikku giggled.
"What are you doing here?" Logos asked with a smirk. "Couldn't stay away from me for long?"
"Eww! In your dreams, Slim-Jim! I'm just here to get back Yuna's garment grid and clean up trash like you!" Nyaru told him.
"Bwa ha, ha, ha! Slim Jim." Ormi laughed.
"Shut up, you pinhead." Logos snarled.
"Yunie sent you?" Rikku asked.
"Yeah," Nyaru nodded.
"Where is she?" Paine asked.
"Uh… She had an accident. She'll be taken care of," Nyaru told them. "Now, let's take care of these goons!"
Nyaru turned away and was about to charge and Logos and Ormi when suddenly…
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Nyaru heard a crash from behind her. She twirled around to see a pile of people landed on Rikku and Paine.
"Ow, you foolish malcontent, you should be more careful of your surroundings! You could have hurt me by me landing on you!" A familiar voice came from the pile of people.
"Jakob?" Nyaru exclaimed.
"Nyaru?" The dark haired young man sat up holding his head.
"What are you doing here?" Nyaru walked over to the pile of people.
"We could ask you the same thing." A Raven-haired girl crawled out from the pile of people.
"Sekaya!" Nyaru smiled.
"Maybe it's the concussion, but I think I'm in between two women." Another voice said with a laugh.
"Miroku get off of me!" A shouted another voice.
"Ugh, I better be able to still skate after this, or someone's going to pay."
"Eww! That better be a pencil poking me!"
"I can see little Sephiroths dancing around."
"Cush!"
"Miroku! Maxx! Adam! Momo! Natalee! Hamster! You're here too! You're all here!" Nyaru smiled.
"Yeah, but where is here?" Sekaya asked, "And what's with those two in Syndicate Cosplay?"
"They aren't cosplayers, Sekaya." Nyaru told her.
"Then what are they? They look really dorky." Momo giggled.
"Hey!" Ormi and Logos retorted in unison.
"Guys, we are in Spira!" Nyaru told them.
"We stepped in what?" Adam asked.
"Nyaru, are you suggesting we got sucked in a video game?" Maxx asked.
"Maxx, I'm not suggesting. I'm telling you, we are in the game of Final Fantasy!" Nyaru smiled.
"Final Fantasy seven?" Natalee asked with hopeful eyes.
"Uh, actually, we're in Final Fantasy ten-two, Nat," Maxx told her.
"Aww, no Sephiroth?" Natalee asked.
"No Sephiroth," Maxx, Adam and Nyaru said at the same time.
Natalee pouted. "Aww, this sucks."
"Don't worry Nat, there's still Baralai," Maxx told her.
Nat's face brightened. "BARALAI! YAY!"
"So, if we are in FF X-2, then where is YRP?" Hamster asked.
"Well, Yuna isn't here because I accidentally landed on her and broke her legs, so I'm filling in right now," Nyaru told them.
"That explains your outfit, but what about Rikku and Paine?" Momo asked.
"Well they were here a minute ago…" Nyaru thought to herself.
"OWIE! My legs!" a voice shouted from behind the group.
The Group turned around to find Paine and Rikku slump on the ground.
"Someone is going to get…ow… hurt!" Paine shouted as she tried to sit up.
"What's up with them?" Miroku asked.
"Ah, damn it, you guys! You broke their legs too!" Nyaru sighed in irritation.
"…How coincidental," Sekaya shook her head.
"How coincidental, indeed," Logos spoke up.
Everyone turned Logos and Ormi who were unfortunately for them, were still around. "It seems these brats have done our job for us, Ormi," Logos smirked.
"Yeah, maybe we should thank them," Ormi grin evilly.
"Indeed," Logos laughed as he took out his revolvers. "Don't worry, children, this won't hurt us a bit!"
"Oh, you guys suck!" Hamster exclaimed.
"That's no fair! We don't have weapons!" Momo shouted.
"Wait! Yes we do," Nyaru said as she retrieved the Garment Grids and the Dress-spheres from her pocket and tossed them to her friends. "Hurry choose which one you want and chose a garment grid!"
They all nodded and scrabbled through the mess of garment grids and dress-spheres. They quickly inserted their dress-spheres into the garment grids and were engulfed in a blinding light.
The first to appear was Jakob. He wore a black chest-plate, black shoulder, arm and leg armor, black battle boots, and black gauntlets over his T-shirt and jeans. In his hand was a long broadsword with a dragon painted on the dark blade. He had chosen Dark Knight.
Next to appear was Natalee and Maxx. Natalee wore a fur-lined, animal print bikini and primitive jewelry. Her bare skin and face was covered in primal body paint, and upon her hands were gloves in the shape of leopard claws. Maxx wore a complex dress of many fabrics and colors. And by her side was a catlike creature on all fours. They had chosen Berserker and Trainer.
Next were Miroku, Adam and Hamster. Miroku wore a black leather jacket a white muscle shirt, blue jeans with silver chains and black boots. In his hands were a pair of revolvers that he twirled around in his hands. Adam was wearing a tight blue body suit with large shoulder and shin armor, black boots, and black gloves. In his hand was a shiny short sword with an ebony handle. Hamster wore a long dark colored robes and a large floppy magician's hat upon his head. In his hand was a long, was brightly colored staff. They had chosen Gunner and Black Mage.
And last but not least were Momo and Sekaya. Momo was revealed in a tight multicolored bodysuit and goggles. In her hands was a large bazooka. She looked kind of like an albhed. Sekaya wore a long white robe with a hood that was lined with a red and white triangle pattern on the hem of the robe, sleeves and hood. Upon her feet she wore white leather boots and had red fingerless gloves on her hands. In one hand was a long, elegant staff. They had chosen the Alchemist and White Mage Dress-spheres.
"Lookin' good!" Nyaru smiled and gave them two thumbs up.
"Hmph! They may have fancy new get-ups, but let's see if they can fight!" Ormi said as he took out his shield.
"I concur!" Logos said twirling his guns.
"Hey! Either get the hell out of our way, or the girls will make sure you won't ever get to have kids!" Miroku taunted. "Not as if anyone would go to bed with you guys anyway so it's no big loss."
"Hey!" Ormi snarled.
"Sniveling brat!" Logos pointed one of his long revolvers at Miroku's head.
"Bring it on!" Adam smiled pointing his short sword at Logos.
"But first, let's make things a bit more even!" Ormi laughed as eight goons ran in front of the two henchmen.
"Hey! That's ten against nine! How is that even?" Momo glared.
"Cowards!" Sekaya spat.
"Who cares, let's just annihilate these delinquents!" Jakob said as he charged at the group of goons swinging his sword.
Jakob slashed at one of the goons, but it dodged the attack. The others watched as Jakob and the goon continued to clash weapons. Nyaru turned to everyone.
"Let's not just stand here! Chose a goon and fight it! I call dibs on Logos," Nyaru smirked at the man taller henchman.
"We'll see who laughs last, little girl," Logos returned her smirk with a devilish grin.
Nyaru charged through the crowd of goons that were swarming Jakob. The others looked at each other for a moment or two then followed suit to help Jakob. Sekaya stayed behind, shaking her staff.
"Aww, damn it, I can't fight with this thing! It's too fragile!" Sekaya let out an aggravated sigh, "HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO ANYTHING IF ALL I CAN DO IS HEAL?"
Meanwhile in the crowd, Momo, Adam and Nat were helping Jakob with the large crowd of goons, while Hamster was trying his best to try and cast a spell, but his staff would only make sparks. Nat continued to do damage to another goon with various kick combos while Adam and Jakob would knock them out.
"Ugh! How many more are there?" Nat asked.
"Six more," Momo said as she began to mix various items.
"You sure you know what you're doing with those?" Jakob asked over his shoulder as he trusted his blade at another Goon.
"Jakob's right, Momo, that doesn't look too safe," Adam told her as he swung his short sword through the crowd of Goons.
"Relax! Of course I know what I'm-"
Suddenly the concoction in Momo's hands exploded in a cloud of purple smoke. As the smoke cleared, Momo's face was a neon green color!
"-doing." Momo coughed up the last of her sentence.
"Right," Jakob raised an eyebrow and turned to Hamster. "How's that spell coming?"
"If this spell was coming any slower, we'd be long dead before I could even figure out how to cast it!" Hamster growled in frustration, shaking his staff franticly.
"Could I have some help here?" Nyaru called back.
The four of them look to see Nyaru dog-piled by three goons, and she was slowly crawling in Logos's direction.
"I'd love to help you Nyaru, but little Neko fell asleep." Maxx pointed to the small cat curled up on the ground.
"Then nudge it, or kick it or something! The rest of us have our hands full!" Jakob told her.
"Kick little Neko? Are you nuts?" Maxx exclaimed, "Why doesn't Sekaya help her?"
"Well Maxx, I'd love to, but I CAN'T ATTACK WITH THIS THING! Heck, I don't even have any offensive spells!" Sekaya shouted.
"Guys! Stop fighting!" Nat pleaded. "Where's Miroku?"
Meanwhile Miroku was twirling his guns, facing the two main henchmen.
"Well, well, Ormi, it seems the little cowboy wants to play with the big boys," Logos smirked.
Ormi laughed, "Yeah, come on, little cowboy, giddy-up!"
Miroku let out a confident laugh. "Ha, ha! We'll see who's little once you taste lead!"
Miroku began to pull the triggers of his revolvers wildly in Ormi's direction. Ormi quickly blocked each shot with his shield.
"Bwa ha ha ha! It'll take more than a few bullets to beat us!" Ormi laughed.
Suddenly, there was an explosion and a series of screams. Out of the smokescreen, Nyaru marched angrily. Her body was covered in soot, and stood beside Miroku.
"What happened to you?" Miroku asked.
"One of the Goons groped somewhere they regretted," Nyaru snarled.
"Oh, is that all?" Miroku smirked.
"Can we just please kick their asses now?" Nyaru glared at him.
"What about the others? We can't take these two on by ourselves," Miroku told her.
"Jimmy, Momo, Adam and Nat are going to take care of the goons, Sekaya is trying to figure out a way to attack, and Jakob and Maxx will help once as they train Neko." Nyaru told him.
"Ahem!" Logos interrupted.
Nyaru and Miroku turned their attention to Ormi and Logos.
"If you haven't forgotten about us, can we please get this battle over with?" Logos asked.
"Yeah! Some of us have lives to get back to, ya know!" Ormi folded his arms.
"Lives? What lives? All you two do is hide behind your boss's skirt! And from time to time, look up it," Miroku laughed.
"Miroku!" Nyaru scolded.
"Hey! You'll be eating those words!" Ormi snarled.
"Indeed!" Logos twirled his revolvers and shot at Miroku's feet.
Miroku jumped out of the way. Nyaru charged at Ormi and thrust her katana forward. Ormi quickly moved but the blade left a deep cut in his arm. Ormi sneered and smacked her across the face with his shield. Nyaru let out a groan as she fell back from the force. Miroku quickly loaded his guns fired a Burst Shot at Ormi's shin. Ormi let out a cry as the bullet pierced his flesh and fell to his knees. Miroku turned to Nyaru and held his hand to her. She gladly took it and he began to help her to her feet. Suddenly there was a loud crack. Miroku quickly drew back his hand causing Nyaru to fall onto her backside. Miroku examined his hand to see a fresh wound. He then looked up to see Logos pointing his gun, the smoke still steaming off of it. Logos quickly twirled the gun and held the tip of the shaft to his lips and lightly blew on it, causing the smoke to disperse.
"Why you-!" Miroku lifted his gun and aimed for Logos's head.
"Wait," Nyaru shouted as she struggled to her feet. "Allow me!"
Nyaru raised her hand into the air and shouted, "Nonpareil!" Nyaru rushed at Logos thrust her blade into his stomach. Nyaru stopped and stared into the henchman's eyes, as her face was three inches away from his. He smirked at her, and she did the same as she stepped back and pulled the blade out of him. Logos fell to his knees and held his hand to his stomach. He raised that hand to his face to see his hand drenched in blood. He chuckled and reached into his sleeve pulling out two potions. He tossed one to Ormi and as if synchronized, they pulled the cork out of the flask with their teeth and began to chug the liquid inside.
"Hey! No fair!" Miroku shouted.
Nyaru and Miroku watched in amazement as the two henchmen drank their wounds began to heal magically. The two of them grabbed their weapons and stood up, completely refreshed.
"Damn it! Why won't you two die?" Nyaru growled.
The two henchmen began to laugh evilly.
"Need some back up?" A voice called from behind.
"Jakob!" Nyaru smiled.
Jakob ran up between Miroku and Nyaru. "And I brought a few friends."
Adam, Nat, Maxx, Sekaya, and Momo ran up behind them.
"What took you guys so long?" Miroku asked.
"We had some technical difficulties with our Dress-Spheres," Maxx glared at him, her face no longer a bright green.
"Now let's kick some ass!" Maxx smiled, stroking her cat.
"Maxx, can't you just say: Kick some butt?" Nat scolded.
"Like I said, let's kick some ass!" Maxx sighed.
"Yes, let's kick some buttocks!" Adam added, raising his fist in the air.
Maxx and Natalee raised their eyebrows at him.
"Hey, where's Hamster?" Nyaru asked.
"He's still trying to figure out how his staff works." Momo informed her.
"Then I guess he's going to miss all the fun!" Jakob smirked as he rushed at Logos.
Jakob raised his blade and struck Logos in the side. Logos let out a shout of pain, dropped one of his guns and held his side.
"Why you impudent fool!" Logos hissed.
"Heh, pretty impressive, Jakob. But not as impressive as this!" Miroku twirled his guns and aimed at Ormi. "Trigger Happy time!"
Miroku furiously pulled the triggers on his guns, sending a barrage of bullets towards Ormi. Unfortunately once again, Ormi blocked each shot with his shield.
"Bwa ha ha! Not impressive enough!" Ormi mocked.
"We'll show you what's impressive, right ladies?" Sekaya folded her arms.
"You bet!" The rest of the girls shouted.
Momo and Nyaru dropped their weapons, faced each other, bent over and held out their hands as platforms for a pair of feet. A few feet away from Momo and Nyaru, Maxx placed Neko in Nat's arms and Sekaya was twirling her staff.
"Ready ladies? 1, 2, a 1, 2, 3, 4!" Sekaya chanted. "Protect!"
Neko and Natalee suddenly felt the magical tingling of a protective veil.
"Go!" Maxx shouted to Natalee.
Natalee nodded and ran toward Momo and Nyaru with little Neko in her arms. Natalee jumped and landed on Momo and Nyaru's hands. As if by reflex, Nyaru and Momo threw their hands into the air and launched Natalee and Neko across the battlefield. Natalee gracefully landed on Ormi's shoulders, still hold little Neko. Natalee turned to Logos.
"Hey, Twig-man!" Natalee shouted.
Logos turned to the Berserker.
"Catch!" Natalee shouted tossing Neko at Logos.
Neko landed on Logos's face and dug her nails into his skin.
"Attack Neko!" Maxx ordered the cat.
Neko responded to her Trainer's command and began to madly scratch up Logos's face. Logos screamed in horror and the sharp nails dug into his face and began to run around in circles.
"My turn!" Natalee smirked and shouted, "Berserk!"
Natalee's eyes began to glow a deep red. She looked down at Ormi and grinned evilly. She raised her cat claw gloves and began to scratch at the heavy man's face as well. The others laughed in amusement as two henchmen were running around with their faces being scratched up. They tried to beat and pummel the cat and the young woman off their faces but the effort was useless thanks to Sekaya's Protect spell.
"Good plan, girls," Miroku laughed.
"Thank you," Sekaya smiled.
"How long will it hold them?" Adam asked.
"Well, depending if they realize that they could easily pull both Neko and Natalee off of them, I'd say about…" Momo thought out loud.
"Now!"
Suddenly the group of teenager was thrown back by the force of Natalee and Neko being thrown at them, causing them to all fall over into a pile.
"Momo!" Maxx snarled. "Learn when to keep your mouth shut!"
"Hey, she didn't know," Nyaru moaned as she sat up. "Heck, if she didn't say it out loud, I probably would have."
"Hmph, figures," Sekaya rolled her eyes.
"Hey!" Nyaru punched Sekaya in the arm.
"Ahem!"
Everyone sat up and turned their attention to Logos and Ormi, who had bleeding faces from the many scratches. And, boy, did they look ticked off!
"Heh, heh, heh… Aww, hell," Jakob sighed when he tried to reach for his sword, but found nothing.
Logos and Ormi approached the eight teenagers with an intention to beat them all to an inch of their lives. But before the two henchmen could lay one finger on the helpless eight, who should come to their rescue but… Hamster!
"Hey guys! I figured out how to use magic!" Hamster smiled as he ran up to them.
Before Hamster could reach them he accidentally tripped on a loose board and fell flat on his face, dropping his staff. As the staff hit the ground, two balls of pyro shot out and set fire to Logos and Ormi's robes! The eight friends watched as the two of them were consumed in flames and fell to the ground. Once the fires died down, it revealed Logos and Ormi on their backs, twitching, and burnt to a crisp!
"Boss…" Ormi twitched.
"This… can not… be," Logos groaned.
The eight of them scrambled to their feet. Before anyone could say a word, they were all huddled around Hamster. Hamster was surprised by the eight pairs of eyes that lay upon him.
"You saved us Hamster!" Natalee squealed happily, hugged the younger boy.
"Out of all the dumb luck…" Miroku laughed and punched Hamster playfully in the arm.
"Heh, it was nothing," Hamster smiled triumphantly.
"How did you do that?" Momo asked.
"Did you have that planned all along? Or was it all a fluke?" Adam smirked.
"Even if I knew, I couldn't tell you." Hamster laughed.
Everyone except Nyaru, Sekaya, and Maxx joined in the laughter.
"Guys!" Nyaru interrupted.
Everyone stopped laughing.
"Nyaru, what is it?" Jakob asked.
"It's not over yet." Nyaru said sternly.
"Nyaru's right. Something seems missing," Sekaya added.
"What do you mean?" Momo asked.
"Come on, think! We've all at least seen the beginning of this game!" Nyaru told them.
"So?" Miroku asked.
"At the begging of the game there is the concert, then the fight with those two goons. What happens next?" Maxx asked.
The group fell silent for a moment until suddenly the silence was broken by the moaning and groaning of the two henchmen. The eight of them turned their attention to Logos and Ormi who were now sitting up with a familiar woman.
"That's quite enough sniveling, boys," The woman said to Logos and Ormi.
"Yuna?" Nat whispered.
"No… Not Yuna," Nyaru told her.
To Be Continued…
