Two Sides of a Coin
Disclaimer: I don't own: FFT or any of the characters in it. So none of you can blame for that! .I also admit that there's something else from another game in this chapter, so please don't blame for that.
With that said, let the story continue!
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Chapter I: The Holy Knight
Darion walked into the trade city of Dorter; the city that everything seemed to revolve around. Shipments from other continents would come in through the city of Warjils, who would send supplies to Dorter, which would then spread the resources to the rest of Ivalice. However, holding so much resources attracted many thieves and the resources came with high prices for the nobles and taxes forced many people to live in slums where thievery and murder were common. Darion was here on an investigation. Recently, a knight was found in the slums dead. Normally the ones who were killed were villagers with no way to defend them, so curiosity was arousing in throughout the city and it reached the Murond Holy Church. The church responded to this crisis by sending one of their knights to find out who murdered the mercenary knight and execute the heretic. The Holy Knight sent by the church had just arrived.
He walked calmly down the streets of Dorter, looking around for someone to gather information. To Darion's surprise, no one was out on the streets. Maybe they were all cowering inside their homes, hoping to avoid any conflict with the killer. Darion stopped and turned his head to see the tavern of Dorter. He remembered something; before he left Murond, he was given a name of a thief who could provide valuable information to him. What was the name? Nick? Yes, that's right. Nick the Snitch some people called him. It was a miracle that he hasn't been killed by somebody that he ratted on.
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Darion walked into the tavern where he was greeted by a large man, "What be your business here?" he said in a hoarse voice.
"I'm looking for a thief. His name is..." But before Darion could finish, the large man had pointed to the bar, where a thief without his beret sat talking to a woman sitting on his lap. Darion proceeded to go to him.
"..And then, when they surrounded me, weapons drawn, slowly closing in, I flipped out my knives and slit their sorry little throats!" Nick said in his British accent and laughed, "I swear, those mugs will never know what hit em and then, after I took em out, I..." He stopped, seeing Darion standing next to him.
Darion's eyes looked at the woman, "It's in your best interest that you leave, miss." The woman stood up and walked away without question, and seeing that a Holy Knight was talking to her.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Nick said as she left. He looked back at Darion, "All right, what do you want?"
"I'm looking for a heretic that killed a mercenary a few days ago."
"Oh, you mean that guy who came in from Lionel? Yeah, sure I know em." Nick snapped his finger to get the tender's attention. "Hey Will, get us a couple o' beers, eh?"
Suddenly, Darion took Nick's arm and brought it around his back and he pressed Nick's face into the bar counter. "Look, I don't have time for your senseless jabber. I have a job to do, and I mean to do it quick."
"Ow! Ow!! Ow!!!" Nick shouted, "All right! All right, you mug! I tell you what you wanna know! Just let me go!" Darion did as Nick said and released him. He turned around, with an irritated look and said, "Jeez, what a mug you are. All right, listen up. There's this guy, Pat Bart, he's the son of Rudvich Bart; he lives down in Goug. You see, it's like this. Rumor has it that the fat bastard hired a bunch of people to go get this guy who stole something from em. A week ago, a Dark Knight came into town and shortly after him, a group of mercenaries." Nick reached for his knife and raised it in the air.
"They said that a few days ago, before they found that knight dead, the mercenaries surround the Dark Knight and were about to gang up on em, when suddenly," Nick brought his knife and stopped it in front of Darion's face. "The Dark Knight pointed his sword at the mercenary leader and with one blow killed em. The other mercenaries were peeing in their pants as they ran from the Dark Knight."
"So a Dark Knight did this? Are you sure it was a male?"
"Actually, no's one sure if it was a man or woman. But they're certain it's a Dark Knight."
"I see, I think I'll go check up on Mr. Pat, and I'll be seeing you around." Then Darion turned and walked to the exit.
Nick called after him, "Fine, you stupid little mug! I'll see you around too!" Nick looked back at the tender, "Give me another beer!" Then, another thought occurred in his mind, "And where's that slut!?"
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Darion began his travel to the east to the Aguoary Woods. After that, he would travel south to the Zirekiles Falls for rest. However, his cut short upon reaching the Aguoary Woods, for when he got there he found a group of hunters circling around something he couldn't see. Perhaps it was a chocobo or a goblin or some creature that had tried to attack them. But when Darion moved to get a better look, he saw that it wasn't a creature at all. It was a girl, battered and bruised, and although in a diamond armor, she had no weapon to defend herself with.
"I swear I don't know what you're talking about." The helpless girl said to the group.
"Enough, you fiend! Finally, our mission and revenge will be complete after we kill you!" replied one of the knights of the opposing group. "Now, give 'Scorpio' to us and we promise your death will be quick and painless." The knight drew his sword and leapt at the girl, who rolled away in time and kicked the knight in his side.
"Why won't you believe me? I don't have Scorpio. I don't even know what it is!"
"Lies! We won't be tricked by you, you wretch!" The knight replied. Darion heard all of this and wondered, were these men the other mercenaries and if they were, was that girl the evil Dark Knight rumored in Dorter? No, it couldn't be, for if she was as strong as the Dark Knight reported in Dorter, then she would have no trouble with these mercenaries. Darion intended to find out who this girl really was.
"Enough!" He finally shouted, stepping into the view of the mercenaries. "This is more than enough! What are knights doing attacking defenseless women?"
All of the mercenaries looked to Darion with their weapons drawn. "You are Holy Knight, yes? Sent by the high priest?"
"That is I. Were you the ones who sent the request?"
"We are. But it seems your help isn't needed. We have found and are about to execute the heretic ourselves."
"You are certain this is the heretic? What proof do you have that it is?"
"We hunted and our leader died to a Dark Knight. This one dons the armor of darkness, if you cannot tell." Darion could see that indeed, the girl's armor was as black as night, but that did not convince him.
"There is more than one Dark Knight in the world, just like there is more than one Holy Knight!"
"If you are not with us," the knight said, "Then you are against us!"
"Foolish knaves! If you attack me, you will be branded as heretics!"
"Your death will mean nothing to the high priest. To him, you are nothing more than a pawn!"
"Silence! I will take your rubbish no more!" Darion charged forward, his platinum sword drawn and he swung at down at the leg of another knight, then he quickly brought it up and struck the mercenary's head. Then, he turned his wrist and thrust his sword into the chest of an archer. Looking up to the remaining forces, he saw three knights and two archers, and he was not alone in fighting them. The girl was also fending off the mercenaries by casting black magic spells. Two knights were near her, the archers were between the groups on knight and last knight was the closest to Darion, but he was near the two archers. Darion used this to his advantage and aimed his sword to the piece of land in between the knight near him and the two archers. "Life is short! Bury!" He chanted, "Steady Sword!" Suddenly, small blue crystals floated into the ground where the feet of the three mercenaries laid and it came up in the form of a larger crystal, ripping through the armor that protected them and piercing their skin. The hearts of the archer could not bare the pain and they gave in, ending their pain in exchange for their lives. The knight didn't die, but the pain forced his mind to freeze, disabling the knight ability to move or even think.
Darion hurried passed the frozen knight and hurried to join with the girl, whose magic strength had diminish, but the other two knights, although burnt severely by the girl's magic, barred Darion's path to her. "Out of my way, you scoundrels!" They merely sneered as they brandished their swords in front of him. Then, they both dashed around him and attack him from opposite sides. Darion saw this and couldn't think of a way to counter the double attack. Suddenly, out of the corner of Darion's eye, a knife shot out of the shadows and struck one of the knights in the neck. How the knife appeared was a mystery to Darion, but it helped none the less. He turned to face the last knight and aimed his sword at him. "Absorb Lightning in the sky and Strike! Lightning Stab!" Three rays of electricity came down around the knight, trapping him as another bolt of lightning, stronger than the other three, rose from underneath him in the form of a giant sword and faded. The knight stood completely still, as if a weapon had gone through his chest and came out his back. He fell to his knees, gasping for the precious air that barely kept him alive. Then, he stopped gasping and breathing all together, and his soul faded from his body.
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Gemakai- Hmm? So let me get this strait. Darion's the main character? Kora- Yep. Gemakai- And Nick is like that English guy, Kent Paul, from Vice City? Astar- Uh-huh Kora- And that girl in distressed is named girl? Kora & Astar- No... Gemakai- Uh-huh...I see... Well, Readers, please review this story now, I'm serious now about have 3 good reviews before I start the next chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own: FFT or any of the characters in it. So none of you can blame for that! .I also admit that there's something else from another game in this chapter, so please don't blame for that.
With that said, let the story continue!
***
Chapter I: The Holy Knight
Darion walked into the trade city of Dorter; the city that everything seemed to revolve around. Shipments from other continents would come in through the city of Warjils, who would send supplies to Dorter, which would then spread the resources to the rest of Ivalice. However, holding so much resources attracted many thieves and the resources came with high prices for the nobles and taxes forced many people to live in slums where thievery and murder were common. Darion was here on an investigation. Recently, a knight was found in the slums dead. Normally the ones who were killed were villagers with no way to defend them, so curiosity was arousing in throughout the city and it reached the Murond Holy Church. The church responded to this crisis by sending one of their knights to find out who murdered the mercenary knight and execute the heretic. The Holy Knight sent by the church had just arrived.
He walked calmly down the streets of Dorter, looking around for someone to gather information. To Darion's surprise, no one was out on the streets. Maybe they were all cowering inside their homes, hoping to avoid any conflict with the killer. Darion stopped and turned his head to see the tavern of Dorter. He remembered something; before he left Murond, he was given a name of a thief who could provide valuable information to him. What was the name? Nick? Yes, that's right. Nick the Snitch some people called him. It was a miracle that he hasn't been killed by somebody that he ratted on.
***
Darion walked into the tavern where he was greeted by a large man, "What be your business here?" he said in a hoarse voice.
"I'm looking for a thief. His name is..." But before Darion could finish, the large man had pointed to the bar, where a thief without his beret sat talking to a woman sitting on his lap. Darion proceeded to go to him.
"..And then, when they surrounded me, weapons drawn, slowly closing in, I flipped out my knives and slit their sorry little throats!" Nick said in his British accent and laughed, "I swear, those mugs will never know what hit em and then, after I took em out, I..." He stopped, seeing Darion standing next to him.
Darion's eyes looked at the woman, "It's in your best interest that you leave, miss." The woman stood up and walked away without question, and seeing that a Holy Knight was talking to her.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Nick said as she left. He looked back at Darion, "All right, what do you want?"
"I'm looking for a heretic that killed a mercenary a few days ago."
"Oh, you mean that guy who came in from Lionel? Yeah, sure I know em." Nick snapped his finger to get the tender's attention. "Hey Will, get us a couple o' beers, eh?"
Suddenly, Darion took Nick's arm and brought it around his back and he pressed Nick's face into the bar counter. "Look, I don't have time for your senseless jabber. I have a job to do, and I mean to do it quick."
"Ow! Ow!! Ow!!!" Nick shouted, "All right! All right, you mug! I tell you what you wanna know! Just let me go!" Darion did as Nick said and released him. He turned around, with an irritated look and said, "Jeez, what a mug you are. All right, listen up. There's this guy, Pat Bart, he's the son of Rudvich Bart; he lives down in Goug. You see, it's like this. Rumor has it that the fat bastard hired a bunch of people to go get this guy who stole something from em. A week ago, a Dark Knight came into town and shortly after him, a group of mercenaries." Nick reached for his knife and raised it in the air.
"They said that a few days ago, before they found that knight dead, the mercenaries surround the Dark Knight and were about to gang up on em, when suddenly," Nick brought his knife and stopped it in front of Darion's face. "The Dark Knight pointed his sword at the mercenary leader and with one blow killed em. The other mercenaries were peeing in their pants as they ran from the Dark Knight."
"So a Dark Knight did this? Are you sure it was a male?"
"Actually, no's one sure if it was a man or woman. But they're certain it's a Dark Knight."
"I see, I think I'll go check up on Mr. Pat, and I'll be seeing you around." Then Darion turned and walked to the exit.
Nick called after him, "Fine, you stupid little mug! I'll see you around too!" Nick looked back at the tender, "Give me another beer!" Then, another thought occurred in his mind, "And where's that slut!?"
***
Darion began his travel to the east to the Aguoary Woods. After that, he would travel south to the Zirekiles Falls for rest. However, his cut short upon reaching the Aguoary Woods, for when he got there he found a group of hunters circling around something he couldn't see. Perhaps it was a chocobo or a goblin or some creature that had tried to attack them. But when Darion moved to get a better look, he saw that it wasn't a creature at all. It was a girl, battered and bruised, and although in a diamond armor, she had no weapon to defend herself with.
"I swear I don't know what you're talking about." The helpless girl said to the group.
"Enough, you fiend! Finally, our mission and revenge will be complete after we kill you!" replied one of the knights of the opposing group. "Now, give 'Scorpio' to us and we promise your death will be quick and painless." The knight drew his sword and leapt at the girl, who rolled away in time and kicked the knight in his side.
"Why won't you believe me? I don't have Scorpio. I don't even know what it is!"
"Lies! We won't be tricked by you, you wretch!" The knight replied. Darion heard all of this and wondered, were these men the other mercenaries and if they were, was that girl the evil Dark Knight rumored in Dorter? No, it couldn't be, for if she was as strong as the Dark Knight reported in Dorter, then she would have no trouble with these mercenaries. Darion intended to find out who this girl really was.
"Enough!" He finally shouted, stepping into the view of the mercenaries. "This is more than enough! What are knights doing attacking defenseless women?"
All of the mercenaries looked to Darion with their weapons drawn. "You are Holy Knight, yes? Sent by the high priest?"
"That is I. Were you the ones who sent the request?"
"We are. But it seems your help isn't needed. We have found and are about to execute the heretic ourselves."
"You are certain this is the heretic? What proof do you have that it is?"
"We hunted and our leader died to a Dark Knight. This one dons the armor of darkness, if you cannot tell." Darion could see that indeed, the girl's armor was as black as night, but that did not convince him.
"There is more than one Dark Knight in the world, just like there is more than one Holy Knight!"
"If you are not with us," the knight said, "Then you are against us!"
"Foolish knaves! If you attack me, you will be branded as heretics!"
"Your death will mean nothing to the high priest. To him, you are nothing more than a pawn!"
"Silence! I will take your rubbish no more!" Darion charged forward, his platinum sword drawn and he swung at down at the leg of another knight, then he quickly brought it up and struck the mercenary's head. Then, he turned his wrist and thrust his sword into the chest of an archer. Looking up to the remaining forces, he saw three knights and two archers, and he was not alone in fighting them. The girl was also fending off the mercenaries by casting black magic spells. Two knights were near her, the archers were between the groups on knight and last knight was the closest to Darion, but he was near the two archers. Darion used this to his advantage and aimed his sword to the piece of land in between the knight near him and the two archers. "Life is short! Bury!" He chanted, "Steady Sword!" Suddenly, small blue crystals floated into the ground where the feet of the three mercenaries laid and it came up in the form of a larger crystal, ripping through the armor that protected them and piercing their skin. The hearts of the archer could not bare the pain and they gave in, ending their pain in exchange for their lives. The knight didn't die, but the pain forced his mind to freeze, disabling the knight ability to move or even think.
Darion hurried passed the frozen knight and hurried to join with the girl, whose magic strength had diminish, but the other two knights, although burnt severely by the girl's magic, barred Darion's path to her. "Out of my way, you scoundrels!" They merely sneered as they brandished their swords in front of him. Then, they both dashed around him and attack him from opposite sides. Darion saw this and couldn't think of a way to counter the double attack. Suddenly, out of the corner of Darion's eye, a knife shot out of the shadows and struck one of the knights in the neck. How the knife appeared was a mystery to Darion, but it helped none the less. He turned to face the last knight and aimed his sword at him. "Absorb Lightning in the sky and Strike! Lightning Stab!" Three rays of electricity came down around the knight, trapping him as another bolt of lightning, stronger than the other three, rose from underneath him in the form of a giant sword and faded. The knight stood completely still, as if a weapon had gone through his chest and came out his back. He fell to his knees, gasping for the precious air that barely kept him alive. Then, he stopped gasping and breathing all together, and his soul faded from his body.
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Gemakai- Hmm? So let me get this strait. Darion's the main character? Kora- Yep. Gemakai- And Nick is like that English guy, Kent Paul, from Vice City? Astar- Uh-huh Kora- And that girl in distressed is named girl? Kora & Astar- No... Gemakai- Uh-huh...I see... Well, Readers, please review this story now, I'm serious now about have 3 good reviews before I start the next chapter.