Chapter 7

To See the Whole World

"Hello?" yelled Fox as he ran through darkness. "Hello? Anyone here?"

Fox kept running but he felt as though he wasn't going anywhere. He kept running and running

until he heard something behind him. He turned around and saw a hooded figure wearing a black robe

standing there and leaning on a wall -even though nothing was there. The man looked at his hands,

which were in gloves. The man looked at Fox.

His face was not visible enough for Fox to see him. "Fox...." said a deep voice. "Fox McCloud.

I see you are a Light Weilder. Weilder of the Light Short Sword.

"Impressive for a young one such as yourself...."

"Who are you?" said Fox in an almost threatening tone.

"I am a judge." said the man crossing his arms. "Am I the enemy, you ask? That's really up to

you to decide. I cannot form opinions of myself."

"What do you want?" said Fox now in a threatening tone.

"To test you."

The figure stuck his hands in the air and drew out two long blades. The hilts of the blades

were dark green with a gray jewel at the end of the hilt. The blades had silver edges and a silver

gleam to it. "Where is your sword?" asked the figure.

Suddenly, Fox's hand was occupied by the Light Short Sword. "Right here!" said Fox.

Fox ran to the figure and slashed at the man. The figure jumped in the air and landed on the

other side of the battle feild. Suddenly, the darkness turned to light and they were in a large

canyon with dark clouds in the sky and thunder roaring. The figure raised one leg in the air and

brought the two blades together in front of him. He looked up at Fox and said, "Come and get me!"

Fox ran and made another slash at the man, who had dissapeared behind him. Fox looked and

saw one of his blades at his neck. Fox jumped and hit his back at the canyon wall. Fox slashed

violently at the figure attempting to slash the man himself. The man dodged the swinging blade

easily.

"Why do you persist?" said the figure who was still dodging the blade. "Hit me, dammit!"

Fox stopped and aimed for a stab in the man's chest. Fox jabbed the blade and it went through

the man's chest just as Fox had hoped for. The figure looked at the blade and then at Fox. "Impressive."

said the man.

Fox was confused. 'He should be dead!' thought Fox.

'You thought wrong.' said the man's voice in Fox's head.

"WHAT THE...?" yelled Fox astonished.

'Remember,' continued the man's voice. 'This is a dream. It's my realm. Anything I you do,

I cannot let happen unless I want to.'

The canyon battlefield dissapeared and the figure melted under Fox. Fox looked at the black slime

that was once the man. Fox kept staring at the slime transfixed at what had just happened. The slim

at that moment came under Fox's shoes. Fox picked his left foot up but it was stuck to the ground.

"WHA...?" said Fox struggling to get loose from this prison.

Suddenly, he felt one of the figure's blades at his neck. "It's my realm, remember?" said

the figure who was behind Fox.

The man took the blade off of Fox's neck. The man walked away from Fox and started into the

darkness. Fox turned around and looked at the man. "WHO ARE YOU?" yelled Fox.

The man stopped and looked back at Fox. He took off his glove and revealed a large, gray

furred paw. Fox was confused. "In time, you will know...." said the man walking into the darkness.

Fox stood there and closed his eyes. He kept them closed until he fell asleep.

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Fox woke up in his bed and looked around the room. He was alone. He looked out to see the

sun blaze through a few clouds. 'Was that a dream?' thought Fox in wonder. 'It felt so real though.'

Fox put his clothes on and walked outside to the tavern. Falco, Wolf, and Bill were ready to

leave and go on with the adventure they had first wanted to do. Faye, Cait-Sith, and Spike were there.

"Why don't you guys come with us?" asked Wolf.

Faye smiled. "Well," she started, "we would love to. But since Ray's going along, someone's

gotta watch this place, right?"

"I guess so...." said Bill.

Ray had appeared wearing his usual outfit, this time wearing a pair of glasses. "Are we ready?"

asked Ray.

"Yep!" said Falco.

"Okay," said Ray. "Take good care of this place guys."

"When do you think you'll be back?" asked Spike.

"That I do not know...." said Ray.

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Falco slumped on the grass tired from walking. The group was in the middle of a large meadow.

It was called the Forsatew Feilds. It was acres and acres of nothing but long grassy hils and large

mountains in the distance looking ghostly. The group decided to rest where Falco had just fell.

Ray looked at his silver watch and saw that it read twelve-thirty. "Okay," he said, "we'll

stop here for lunch."

"Ugh...why couldn't we take a car?" asked Falco tiredly.

"Do you know how much rent I will have to pay for a car?" said Ray glaring at Falco on the

ground. "Fifteen thousand Xen, if you know where I'm going! Plus, I only have a thousand. The other

ways to get this kind of money are from the checks I get from card shops."

Fox looked through a large backpack he was carrying for a good lunch. "Don't eat too much, guys."

said Ray. "We have to make good use of our rations. Plus, Midgar's a few miles away. After we cross

this meadow, we'll be in the polluted part of Oarth."

"How's Midgar like, Ray?" asked Bill.

Ray looked at Bill.

"Awful...." said Ray tensly. "The polluted air makes morning look like night! Plus, they're

still recovering from when a large company, Shinra, fell. It's been crap lately. Look."

Ray pointed a finger at the sky. Fox and Bill saw a dark cloud in that area. "That's from

Midgar?" said Fox surprised.

"Yep." said Ray.

"Then why are we going there, anyways?" asked Falco stubbornly.

"I'm meeting an old friend there." said Ray.

Wolf was just silent as he was eating his lunch. Silent for fear he may clue his friends on

his past with Ray and the others. "Why don't you talk, Wolf?" asked Fox chewing down a piece of bread.

"You've been acting strange...."

Ray gave a startled look to Wolf. Wolf gawked as he looked at Fox and Ray. "Oh, uh...." studdered

Wolf blushing. "I-it's just that there's nothing to talk about. Heheh...."

Falco looked at the distance and saw something move. "Hey!" he said. "What's that?"

Ray got up and looked to where Falco saw the distrubance. "DAMN!" Ray yelled. "A GEIST!"

Ray got his double sword out and ran toward the hills. "STAY HERE!" yelled Ray. "IF A GEIST

IS IN YOUR AREA, TAKE IT OUT!"

Fox and the others looked around hesitantly worried that a Geist would appear. Wolf looked

at the distance to watch Ray. "Hey, Fox?" asked Falco.

Fox looked up at Falco. "Yeah?" Fox said.

"I was wondering...can I see that 'Light Weapon' you have?" asked Falco.

Wolf turned around and looked at Falco with a suspicious look. "Let me see...." said Fox

closing his eyes.

Fox concentrated on finding the Light Weapon. If Ray said that the weapon was within it's weilder,

surely Fox would find it in his mind. He concentrated and reached into his soul. Suddenly, he saw

the bright light. He got to it and reached into its contents.

A noise was heard and Fox saw the short sword in his hand. The others were amazed at this sight.

"WOAH!" said Falco and Bill together.

Fox held the hilt tightly, slashed the air, and heard the sword's swift noise. Falco looked

at it with great awe. Wolf, on the other hand, looked uncomfortable. "Is it heavy?" asked Falco.

"Um...not really...." said Fox.

"What else does it do?"

"I don't know...."

"Does that jewel glow when you do certain moves?"

"I don't know.... Why are you asking?

"Can I hold it?"

"I...guess so...."

Falco reached for the swords hilt until Ray came back. "What's going on?" he asked.

Falco withdrew his hand. "It was onlt a Flat Head." said Ray. "Nothing big."

Fox eyed Falco and resumed packing up his things.

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Night had fallen onto the Forsatew Feilds. The group camped out in the middle of the feilds

with only blankets covering them and the grass below them. Ray and Wolf were sitting by a fire a couple

of feet away from the other who were sleeping in their sleeping bags. "Are you sure he asked those

questions?" said Ray.

Wolf nodded. "Then we have a problem here...." continued Ray.

"What do you mean?" asked Wolf.

Ray looked at Wolf.

"Don't you see?" asked Ray. "Something's creating greed within himself. If this goes on, we

have a 'bad concious' on our side here."

"I haven't heard you speak of those ever since we first met." said Wolf.

"If Falco happens to use the weapon against us, I will have to put him out of his misery."

"What!"

"It's the only thing to do! If he takes the blade and uses it for his own doings of greed,

it will corrupt his mind and destroy it!"

"What will happen after that?"

"He turns into a Fyrster."

"Damn...."

"That's even worse than a Geist."

"I know that!"

Wolf got up and looked angry at Ray.

"Something wrong?"

Wolf paused and realized his error. He sat down and curled up his legs. "I'm sorry...." he

said silently.

"Can I trust you now?" said Ray. "Can you shoose the proper path and accept faith?"

Wolf paused. "My path has already been chosen." said Wolf.