The Chronicles of Omega
Chapter #01
"To Bevelle"
Omega's floating body gave a sudden convulsion. Then, he took in a gasp of air. He then sat bolt upright. He looked around, breathing heavily. He was on a beach, a beach littered with broken wood? Then, the painful memory came back to him. Then, a feeling of satisfaction. He had survived an attack from Sin! Then, he heard a noise, something like a woman crying. He looked down and was struck with horror. He had scars all over his body. His clothing was ripped to shreds. And to add to that, small, colorful specks of light were flowing out of him. "Pyreflies!?" He gasped out in terror. "Oh, crap, crap, crap, crap..." He didn't survive an attack from Sin. And he was sure he hadn't been sent. He got up and started to walk towards the dock where all the buildings were. As he got closer, he realized what a wreck it was. Omega counted at least thirty people fixing Kilika. He walked towards the town. He then hailed a man repairing a walkway, whom Omega recognized as one of his teammates on his Blitzball team: The Kilika Beasts. The man was happy to see Omega. "Omega!" He said, "Glad you're alive!"
"Izzy, how you doing?"
"Well, um, fine.... I guess. My house made it, and all my family as well!"
"Wonderful! Um... do you know if my family and house made it?" At this Izzy's face became gloomy. He frowned. Then sighed. "Well.... Your house was wasted. And...." He said, "None of your family made it man."
"W-What?"
"They didn't make it. I'm sorry." Omega slowly turned around and walked away. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and pushed his fingers in his hair. "Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap...." He gasped under his breath. Then, an idea hatched into his mind. He turned back around, and sprinted back to the dock. He hailed an old man who was the pilot of a transport boat. Omega thrust five-thousand Gil into the old man's hands and said, "Take me to Bevelle. And hastily!" And, in a few hours, Omega was on his way to Bevelle.
Chapter #01
"To Bevelle"
Omega's floating body gave a sudden convulsion. Then, he took in a gasp of air. He then sat bolt upright. He looked around, breathing heavily. He was on a beach, a beach littered with broken wood? Then, the painful memory came back to him. Then, a feeling of satisfaction. He had survived an attack from Sin! Then, he heard a noise, something like a woman crying. He looked down and was struck with horror. He had scars all over his body. His clothing was ripped to shreds. And to add to that, small, colorful specks of light were flowing out of him. "Pyreflies!?" He gasped out in terror. "Oh, crap, crap, crap, crap..." He didn't survive an attack from Sin. And he was sure he hadn't been sent. He got up and started to walk towards the dock where all the buildings were. As he got closer, he realized what a wreck it was. Omega counted at least thirty people fixing Kilika. He walked towards the town. He then hailed a man repairing a walkway, whom Omega recognized as one of his teammates on his Blitzball team: The Kilika Beasts. The man was happy to see Omega. "Omega!" He said, "Glad you're alive!"
"Izzy, how you doing?"
"Well, um, fine.... I guess. My house made it, and all my family as well!"
"Wonderful! Um... do you know if my family and house made it?" At this Izzy's face became gloomy. He frowned. Then sighed. "Well.... Your house was wasted. And...." He said, "None of your family made it man."
"W-What?"
"They didn't make it. I'm sorry." Omega slowly turned around and walked away. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and pushed his fingers in his hair. "Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap...." He gasped under his breath. Then, an idea hatched into his mind. He turned back around, and sprinted back to the dock. He hailed an old man who was the pilot of a transport boat. Omega thrust five-thousand Gil into the old man's hands and said, "Take me to Bevelle. And hastily!" And, in a few hours, Omega was on his way to Bevelle.