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Chapter 8: Burmecia


When Blank woke up, he wasn't surprised that Claire was still sleeping next to him, as he usually did wake up before her. She had been crying all night, he knew that because the pillow under her head was still damp, and her eyes were puffy. He was actually surprised that she went into his sleeping bag at all, but at the same time he wasn't too surprised.

She probably felt defenseless. After all, throughout the entire journey she had the defense of Steiner on her side, and always thought of it as useless. You never truly know what you had before you lose it, and she realized that, and wanted to feel like she had some defense, and that was probably why she slept with him. That, and the fact that she was probably depressed by the fact that she had lost two friends that night. But, Blank didn't understand why she wanted to be with him. After all, he was the reason of their deaths.

At that thought, Blank sighed and slowly got out of his sleeping bag, careful not to wake the princess. He then crawled out of the tent and saw that there was all ready a fire blazing and cooking breakfast, with Freya and the two remaining chocobo knights cooking.

"Morning," Blank nodded to the dragon knight.

Freya simply nodded, as if barely recognizing his presence. Blank wasn't too surprised; he imagined that all the people hated him now. He failed his task, his one task, to protect the people who followed him. As a result he lost six people. Two of whom were his comrades, and despite the fact he may not have liked them as well as others, they trusted him to protect them.

He failed them. He didn't deserve to travel with the group, he didn't deserve to help them liberate Burmecia. He didn't deserve to be anywhere near the princess, definitely didn't deserve her embrace the previous night, and he certainly he didn't deserve to be able to return to Tantalus once he helped them, something he probably didn't deserve to do either.

He sighed and sat down on a log that was set up around campfire. "Vivi and Randall not up yet?" Blank asked.

"No," Freya replied. "Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes. We'll wake them then."

"No need to wake me," a voice said from behind them, and neither of them had to look to see that it was Randall. Randall walked up and sat next to Blank. Blank wanted to look at him and apologize for his failure the previous day, but he found that he couldn't even look into the man's face.

"I'm… sorry…" Blank mumbled.

"Sorry?" Randall asked. "Why? You did nothing wrong."

"Don't joke, Randall," Blank spoke in a surprisingly serious tone. "Six people died yesterday because of me. Six people."

"Don't blame that on yourself," Randall replied. "You merely did what you, as well as everyone else, thought was right. The chocobo knights died doing something that was correct, and Felix stayed back because he was trying to save a comrade on his own choice. He wanted to stay back, and he died trying to save another. There is no higher honor in Lindblum than dying to save another."

"I suppose you're right," Blank lied. He still felt that he was responsible, he felt like it was his fault that those people had died, there nothing Randall, or anyone, could say to change that.

"So are you going to lead the next battle?" Randall asked.

"No," Blank immediately replied. "I can't… especially after what just happened."

"I suppose," Randall replied, then turned to Freya. "How about you, Freya. Would you like to lead the battle?"

"Yes," Freya answered. "I couldn't in the grotto, but I must here. I have to redeem myself for my unfaithfulness to Burmecia in the past. I will lead the attack on Burmecia, and I will succeed."

"Very well."

"Breakfast is ready," a chocobo knight announced.

"I'll wake Claire and Vivi up," Blank said as he stood and first walked to Vivi's tent.

Inside, the young mage was sleeping and silently snoring. Instantly he felt failure drain into his thoughts again. Why did he let Vivi, a young innocent child, come on such a dangerous journey? If he were smart, he would have let Vivi stay back at Lindblum and live out his life in peace?

In his anger with himself, Blank didn't remember that Vivi wanted to come with them.

Blank called, "Vivi, breakfast is ready."

Vivi sat up and rubbed his eyes, then slowly stood and nodded. He seemed a little frightened, probably from the event yesterday, and once he glanced at the wetness on his pillow, Blank assumed he was right. Vivi walked past Blank, and then Blank went to his and Claire's tent.

When he looked in, again his thoughts were of his own failures. Claire was a princess, and no princess should have to go on a life threatening adventure. No matter what the reason, she was royalty, and if she were to get killed while in his hands, that would probably be a brand new spark for the war.

Blank sighed and stepped inside, then crouched down in front of her. She was beautiful, but Blank found that he couldn't stand looking at her. He felt guilty, he felt that he couldn't stand looking at the sadness on her face which were caused by his miserable failures.

So instead, he stood and walked to the tent flap, looking out at the fire, and said, "Claire, wake up," and once he heard her rustling, he continued, "Breakfast is ready. Come on out."

He then walked over back to his spot on the log, and shortly following him was Claire, who sat on the log across from him. They were all given their breakfasts and Blank, Claire, and Vivi, along with the two chocobo knights, couldn't eat much. They were all thinking about their fallen comrades, which added another failure to Blank's mind.

Seeing this, Blank stood and announced, "I'm sorry… but I can't continue with you…"

Claire looked up worriedly at him, but said nothing. Instead, it was Randall who said, "But why, Blank? We need all the strength we can get."

"I know, and I'm sorry," Blank shook his head. "But… I just can't… what if I fail again…?"

"You never failed, Blank!" Randall exclaimed. "You've done an excellent job! You've done as good as anyone could have in the given situation!"

"Don't lie, Randall," Blank told him. "I failed. I failed my friends. I failed you all. I can't continue, I'm sorry."

"But Blank!" Randall exclaimed, but Blank was all ready leaving the campsite, silently saying his apologies.

Claire stood up and followed him, and once Blank noticed this, when they were just out of hearing distance from the camp, he stopped, though didn't face her. "What are you doing, Claire?" Blank asked.

"Don't leave…" Claire murmured. "Please don't… I don't want you to…"

"I failed you," Blank told her, still not facing her. "I failed everyone. I… can't handle that…"

"But Blank…" she softly said.

"I'm sorry, Claire," Blank silently whispered, then continued walking. This time, Claire didn't follow him.

Instead Claire went back to the campsite and sat down. No one asked her what they spoke about, not only since it didn't matter because he still didn't come back, but also because they all new they were more than friends. Not necessarily lovers, but more than friends, and Randall and Freya knew that they trusted each other deeply, as those two saw what position they were in when they were going to wake them up for their shift.

Instead they finished their breakfast in silence, and then began heading to Burmecia in silence. Claire was looking at her feet the whole time, feeling like a complete failure. Everyone around here was leaving, either by death or worse. Steiner, who wanted nothing more than to protect her, died, along with Felix. And Blank, dear, dear Blank, left her because he thought he was a failure. He felt he was useless and unworthy. If he only knew how much Claire needed him, especially now when she was about to confront her mother, he would have stayed.

Blank taught her almost everything she knew about fighting. Over their journey together, though very short, she began to think of him as something more than a friend. She even began to idolize him in a way. His carefree way, how he was able to simply take the airship from Dali and drive it to Lindblum, how he was able to easily, and cockily, get past security at Lindblum and find her, and how he had lead them through their adventure, and doing so very well. The deaths at the grotto weren't his fault, but he was blaming himself, which made her feeling ever worse than not having him to protect her. Not only was he hurting from the loss of his friends, but he was blaming himself for their loss.

Then she felt a strong hand on her shoulder and for a moment she hoped that it was Blank, but when she turned and saw Randall, she couldn't hide the disappointment of it not being Blank, but she did flash a fake smile. "Don't worry," Randall whispered to her. "He'll be back. I promise."

She nodded, but in her heart, though it wished for his words to be true, she knew it was false. He probably would probably never meet with her again, and if he did, he probably wouldn't be able to face her because of 'his' failures.


Blank was walking back to the North Gate, for supplies. Then, who knows where he would go. He might become a drifter, or he might search for Tantalus. No matter what he would become, though, he was always stay a failure. He failed three of his friends, Zidane, Felix, and Steiner. He was a failure, nothing more than that.

In his thoughts, he realized that he had past the North Gate, and reached the place that reawakened all his failures. The crumbled grotto. He walked up to it and pressed his hand against the fallen stones.

"God, why did you damn me?" Blank asked. "My body… not even my skin anymore… my eyes, my worthless eyes… my failures… Claire, who had high hopes for me… I'm a failure… why did you create a failure…?"

"Blank!" someone called from above him.

Blank thought this was his own imagination or someone he didn't deserve to see, and almost considered not looking up until they called his name again. Who he saw were Felix and Steiner, their clothes dirty but they didn't look hurt at all.

"Geez… now I'm seeing ghosts…" Blank mumbled, and was about to walk away, when they jumped down next to him.

"Blank, what are you doing here?" Felix asked.

"What are you doing here?" Blank asked. "You're dead."

"No, Steiner and I made it out alive," Felix replied. "We managed to crawl through one of the tunnels Gizamaluke had made."

Blank blinked in disbelief.

"Where is the princess!" Steiner exclaimed. "Where are the others?"

"You're… alive?" Blank asked.

"We are standing right next to you," Felix told him.

"Where is the princess!" Steiner shouted.

"No…" Blank shook his head. "I failed them…"

"What do you mean?" Felix asked.

"I thought… you were dead…" Blank told him. "I… I took the failures on myself… I left the group… I didn't want to fail them anymore."

"Our near deaths were no faults but our own," Felix told them. "It was our option to be the last to escape, not yours."

"That's what they tried to tell me…" Blank muttered. "But I didn't listen to them…"

"Well, we have to go find and help them," Felix told him.

"I can't face them… not now… not after abandoning them…"

"If it's truly what you want then you can leave and abandon them," Felix said in his usual tone. "Them and Claire. However, it is not too late to redeem yourself, Blank. Come with us and help them, you failures as you call them will be forgotten. Or you can leave now and forever be thought of as a failure in their terms. It's your choice, and I suggest you choose wisely."

"I'll… go with you…" Blank muttered.

"Good," Felix slightly smiled. "Now we have to hurry if we plan on catching up with them."

"Right," Blank nodded, his confidence restored.

The three then ran as quickly as they could to catch up with the rest of their teammates.


After two long hours of walking, they finally reached Burmecia. It was raining, which isn't a surprise as it is known by it's eternal rain. The buildings were in ruin and they were clearly too late to prevent any attacks, but they could still clear the city of the Alexandrians.

"We're… too late…" Vivi muttered. He didn't like the looks of the place, the destruction and rain, and the very faint screams that could still be heard. He was certain that the only reason they didn't smell blood here was because of the rain, but had the rain not been there, the smell probably would have been worse than at the grotto.

Freya dropped to her knees and uttered a short prayer in silence. "Freya, you wish to lead the attack, correct?" Randall asked once Freya stood once again.

"That's right," Freya replied. "You will be waiting out here, correct?"

"That depends," Randall answered, then turned to Claire. "Do you wish to battle, Miss. I'm certain that you mother will be inside these walls."

"No…" Claire silently replied. "I… don't feel much like fighting…"

"I understand," Randall nodded, turning back to Freya. "Then I will stay out here, and protect Claire."

"All right," Freya nodded. "Vivi, chocobo knights, be on you're top guard. We can't afford to lose more people."

"Yes, Miss Freya!" the chocobo knights saluted.

"All right," Vivi nervously nodded.

Can I really do this? Freya thought. Can I really lead an attack, specifically on one to protect my hometown? Lord Fratley, I beg of you to please protect me…

"Let's go," Freya told her four teammates.

They then marched in, and almost instantly a group of four soldiers confronted them. "Go away," the soldier commanded. "This area is now under Alexandrian territory!"

"Not for long!" Freya exclaimed as she pulled out her spear and impaled the soldier. The chocobo knights quickly took two others out, but the fourth Freya was about to fight, until a large fireball hit him right in the face. "Good!" Freya exclaimed, running into the town. "We have to taken them all out!"

As they ran, soldiers rushed up to them, some of these soldiers were mages and others were beasts, but Freya and their team took care of all of them nonetheless. They continued charging until they reached a large mansion that was once owned by a great duke, but now it was crumbled, and on the two balconies, they saw those annoying clowns.

"You!" Freya cried, pointing her spear at them. "You did this! You turned Master Gizamaluke against us! You caused all this to happen!"

"Who is she?" one clown asked.

"Burmecian rat, she be," the second answered.

"All Burmecian rats must be eliminated!" the first shouted. "Black mages destroy her!"

They then quickly ran off the balcony and into the building, and in their place two black mages arrived, both who jumped down and attacked the group. The first quickly used a fireball attack on one of the chocobo knight, and the other chocobo knight quickly eliminated it. The second mage didn't have a chance to strike before Freya was able to jab her spear through it's stomach.

"Kain!" the chocobo knight said, looking over his comrade.

"Is he all right?" Freya asked.

"No…" the knight replied. "He's… dead…"

"I'm sorry," Freya told him. "What is your name, sir?"

"My name is Cecil," the knight replied.

Freya then placed her hand on the knights shoulder and looked directly into his eyes. "Cecil, you will fight for all your fallen comrades. You will show these Alexandrians the true power of the chocobo knights!"

"Yes, Miss Freya!" the knight exclaimed.

"Good, now let us continue," Freya told them.

"Yes, Miss Freya!" the knight exclaimed once more.

They quickly rushed up the stairs with Freya in the lead, Cecil behind her, and Vivi behind him. They burst into the room at the top of the stairs, and saw a bed there, and in the bed were two dead Burmecians, both with a look of utter horror on their faces. Freya walked over and dropped to her knees, "Duke Locke and his mistress Celes…"

"Freya?" Vivi asked. "Are you all right?"

"I must continue," Freya announced. "These two… were Lord Fratley's parents… I must avenge them."

Freya then stood and closed their eyes, and then continued through the mansion, heading to the king's palace.


Claire was depressed, and thought of how stupid she had been. I've been such a fool… she thought. I've been training for so long, and for what? To battle Alexandrian soldiers? To battle my own soldiers? Blank… Steiner… Felix… They all fought to protect me, and all gave up. I'm not worth the effort…

"Someone's coming," Randall announced glaring ahead.

Claire slightly lifted her head, and did see that someone was running to them. But there wasn't one, but three. Probably Alexandrian soldiers who were ordered to capture her and probably will arrest Randall.

"Take out your staff," Randall said as he took out his short sword. "I can't take care of all of them by myself."

She slowly took out her staff, but could barely stand holding it, it reminded her of how foolish she had been. "I can't fight…" she sighed.

Randall looked at her with concern, but then nodded, "I understand, but I do intend on fighting them, if it comes to that."

"Ok…" Claire softly replied, looking back down at her feet.

As the three came closer, Claire saw that Randall had dropped his weapon. "By the gods…" Randall muttered. "It's Blank!"

Claire instantly looked up and saw Blank. She began running to him, she was curious why he was coming back, but what she did know was that she needed him, and needed him now more than ever. Inside she was alone, and before he left, she at least had him and Vivi, but now Vivi went inside. Sure Randall was here, but she didn't really know him all that well, and after what had happened, she wasn't too sure that she wanted to know him much better, because once he was gone, she would feel the same thing all over again.

But now Blank was here, and he could solve everything. He could take care of everything, and her face lit up with hope. Once he came close enough, they both fell into each other's arms, and Blank noticed that Claire was actually crying.

"You're back…" she wept.

Blank began rubbing his hand against the back of her head and looked towards Burmecia, noticing that Randall was also running up to them. "I'm sorry, Claire. I never should have left," Blank said. "I was a fool, but I have to help you, especially now."

"Right…" Claire nodded and sobbed, and then separated from him, still smiling up at him.

"Princess!" Steiner exclaimed next to Blank.

Claire turned and her eyes widened, and then she tackled Steiner with a hug. "You're back! You're back, Steiner!"

"Such embrace," Steiner said. "I am not worthy!"

She then separated from him and saw Blank's other traveler, and saw that it was Felix. "Felix!" she exclaimed and surprised everyone by quickly hugging him as well. She was so happy that they were all back, how they were back she didn't know, but they were back nonetheless.

"Where are the others?" Felix instantly asked Randall.

"They went inside," Randall answered.

"I'm going, anyone who wants to go can come with me if they're ready for a run and a fight," Felix told them. "I have a bad feeling that we won't be able to liberate Burmecia today, but we can try."

"I'm going," Blank announced.

"No!" Claire exclaimed. "Please… no…"

"I'm sorry," Blank told her. "But I have to. I can't abandon Vivi and Freya. Not again."

"Right," she solemnly nodded.

"I shall stay here and protect the princess," Steiner announced.

"I'll stay here too," Randall told them. "I have a feeling you're right, Felix, and that's precisely why I must stay out here, so that I may try and find the queen and help Claire convince her not to fight anyone anymore."

"Very well," Felix nodded, then turned to Blank. "Come, Blank. We must hurry!"

"Right," Blank nodded, looking at Claire one last time, then followed Felix into Burmecia.


"A black mage!" a Burmecian soldier who was running away from the palace cried.

"He's not one of them!" Freya announced.

"Freya!" the soldier exclaimed. "You came back!"

"I couldn't abandon Burmecia in a time of need," Freya told him. "Any sign of… Fratley?"

"No, I'm sorry, Freya," the soldier shook his head. "But we have to leave! We lost Burmecia, Freya!"

"I can't leave yet," Freya shook her head. "Have they taken the palace yet?"

"Yeah, but the king all ready escaped to Cleyra. That's where we're headin' too. You should come with us!"

"No," Freya confidently replied. "I have to do all I can here, even if it ends in my death."

"All right, Freya," the soldier replied. "I gotta go! See ya!"

"Good bye," Freya replied. "We have to hurry. I have a feeling the queen is in the palace."

"All right, Miss Freya," Cecil replied, but Vivi nervously stood there.

Freya noticed the little mage and so she kneeled down next to him, and said, "Vivi, if you want to go back, I understand."

"No," Vivi shook his head. "I have to find out why these black mages are being used by the queen."

Freya slightly smiled and nodded, "Very well, Vivi, and I'm glad that you are staying with us."

Vivi nodded.

"We should hurry, Miss Freya," Cecil replied.

"I know," Freya nodded. "Let us go!"

They then marched up the stairs, and reached the palace. Instantly a group of four Alexandrian soldiers attacked them, but they were prepared for the attack. The first charged at Cecil, but he easily slashed the soldier's face in half, causing the body to stumble to the ground. The second had a spear through his face before he even saw the enemies, and the third was blasted with a fireball just before he had the ability. And the fourth actually did manage to slash Cecil across the chest, but Cecil was able to retaliate with a slash of his own.

"Cecil!" Freya exclaimed, crouching next to the soldier. "Are you all right?"

"I'm all right," he said as he lifted up his shirt, revealing chest armor. "You don't have to worry about me."

"Good," Freya said as she stood up.

The place was gigantic, with two large doors on each side of a very large statue of a Burmecian dragon knight. The statue was missing a hand, which could be seen covering the door to the right of it. The statue reached all the way to the top of the palace, where the palace courtyard was.

"Shall we go in, Freya?" Cecil asked.

"Shh…" Freya mumbled.

Cecil and Vivi were quiet, but didn't understand why, they couldn't hear anyone or anything. Freya, however, instantly jumped high up on the statue, and called down, "Someone's inside the palace!" and then jumped up again to reach the courtyard.

"You think you can climb that, Vivi?" Cecil asked.

"N-No…" Vivi replied.

"Me neither," the knight replied. "We can get up there through the door, though."


Felix and Blank were rushing through Burmecia and had just passed a Burmecian knight. They were running to the palace, Blank knew, and he had a feeling he knew why. Not only would Vivi and Freya probably be there, but the queen, if she is here at all, would be there.

As they ran, Felix suddenly stopped, and moved a hand in front of Blank's chest to stop him as well. "What is it?" Blank asked Felix, who was looking worriedly up at the palace.

"Do you sense that?" Felix asked.

"Sense what?" Blank replied.

"That power…" Felix muttered. His eyes then widened, as though he suddenly realized something, or remembered that power from somewhere. "We must hurry!"

"Right," Blank replied, confused how Felix knew of that power, like Blank thought he did, but knowing that he has to help his friends.

They eventually reached the palace, but were dismayed to discover that there was no one standing outside. "We should wait for them here," Blank told Felix.

"They've all ready went inside," Felix replied. "If we don't hurry, we might be too late."

Blank nodded, and then hurried inside the palace.


Freya, Vivi, and Cecil were hiding behind a statue of a Burmecian knight that surrounded the courtyard. They were looking over the queen, who was sitting on a throne, the throne that was once used by the Burmecian king, her loyal general Beatrix, a fearful woman Freya had once heard of, and a mysterious silver haired man.

The queen was a very portly woman, she barely was able to squeeze into the king's chair, and was wearing far too much makeup on her face and wearing her queen clothing. The general was wearing a silver overcoat, silver chest armor, and orange pants, and attached to the belt on those pants was her sheath. The sheath held her weapon that, legend says, she once used to defeat a hundred knight single-handedly. The silver haired man had long, feather like hair, and wore blue chest armor with silver sleeves covering his hands, and wore black pants with a silver cloth going down his back.

"Who are they?" Vivi asked.

"That's the queen," Freya pointed. "That's General Beatrix, and I don't know who that other man is…"

"General Beatrix?" Vivi asked. "We're going to have to fight them?"

"Let's hope not," Freya replied.

Just then, a Burmecian soldier rushed into the room, shouting, "Burmecia will never fall to you Alexandrian devils!"

"Beatrix," the queen said. "Destroy that rat."

"Yes, my queen," Beatrix pulled out her sword and faced the soldier. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into. I'm General Beatrix."

"G-General B-Beatrix?" the soldier stammered.

"We have to help him!" Freya exclaimed, jumping out of her hiding spot and in front of the knight, being followed by Vivi and Cecil. "Go!" Freya shouted to the soldier.

"Freya!" the soldier exclaimed as he ran away. "I owe you one!"

"Ugh, more disgusting rats!" the queen said.

"A black mage…" the silver haired man mumbled.

"Destroy them, Beatrix!" the queen exclaimed.

"Yes, your majesty!" Beatrix exclaimed, charging at Freya. The general's speed was so fast that Freya didn't stand a chance to protect from it, but fortunately the attack was stopped. Unfortunately, Cecil's body stopped it.

"Cecil!" Freya exclaimed. The sword and gone right through his chest, penetrating his armor.

"Freya…" Cecil mumbled as his body dropped to the ground once Beatrix tore her sword out of his body. "Vivi… destroy them…"

"Prepare to die," Freya exclaimed.

"No!" someone behind them shouted. "Stop!"

They all looked and saw Blank and Felix marching into the room. Blank looked shocked at Beatrix, but Felix's eyes were glaring at the silver haired man. "YOU!" Felix bellowed at the man, marching towards him.

"If you want to get to him, you'll have to get through me," Beatrix said, stepping in front of Felix.

"Fine," Felix shouted, tearing his katana out of it's sheath.

"No, Felix!" Blank exclaimed. "She's General Beatrix! She'll destroy you!"

"We'll see," Felix replied.

"Well then I'm fighting with you!" Blank exclaimed.

"No, stay out of this, Blank!" Felix shouted.

"You should take his help, you'll need it," Beatrix told him.

"We shall see who needs the help," Felix growled.

They stood across from each other, and then Beatrix charged at Felix faster than she had charged at Freya earlier. Felix, however, easily dodged, and then faced her back, and jammed his katana through the general's stomach.

"By the gods!" Freya exclaimed.

"He was never so powerful…" Blank murmured.

"General Beatrix!" the queen shouted. "How did you defeat her!"

Felix, however, was concentrating on the silver haired man. "YOU!" Felix shouted. "You killed them all! Jenna… Sheba… Isaac… ALL OF THEM!"

"hmm?" the silver haired man asked. "Ah, yes, those fools. I recall them now. How did you get here, I wonder?"

"It doesn't matter!" Felix bellowed. "I will destroy you! I have to avenge them!"

"You're welcomed to try," the silver haired man mused.

"Damn right I will!" Felix shouted. "Spire!"

Just then, a sharp rock exploded through the floor right where the man was standing, however, he had vanished. "He can use magic!" Blank exclaimed. "Why didn't you do this before!"

"I won't be taken down by such simple attacks," the man replied, standing closer to Felix now.

"Fine!" Felix exclaimed, charging at the silver haired man. He, however, easily vanished once again, and reappeared behind Felix.

"Fool!" the silver haired man tittered. "You don't stand a chance!"

He then faced his hand, open palmed, at Felix, and a large bolt of lightening formed from it, and struck Felix dead on.

Felix stumbled back, but then shook it off, "I have to avenge them!" Felix cried. "I can't let you do this again!"

Felix charged again, but the silver haired man merely stood there. "Hmm… no one, not even your friends, have ever survived an attack that powerful," he said, he didn't sound worried, but it seemed like he was taking it into memory, as if it was something he would try to take care of later.

Once Felix got close enough, the man disappeared again, and this time appeared in the sky, above the queen. "For your foolish mistakes, all will suffer!" he cried, but then seemed to realize that the queen was looking up confused at him. He then landed and cried, "Life 2!"

Beatrix then stood once again, confused of what is going on. "I don't understand… where am I?" she asked, then felt her stomach. "I thought I…"

"Beatrix!" the queen cried. "Destroy them!"

"Right!" Beatrix exclaimed. "Climhazzard!"

Just then, bolts of lightning struck everyone, including Felix, which made them all drop to the ground. The attack was far too possible for any of them to handle, and they all fainted, and nearly died.


"I hope they're all right…" Claire muttered.

"I'm sure they will be," Randall replied, and just then, the two clowns, Zorn and Thorn, walked up next to them with a large group of black mages.

"Zorn! Thorn!" Claire exclaimed. "I demand to see my mother!"

"You will see her, all right," Zorn replied.

"Like it or not, you will see her," Thorn finished.

"What do you mean?" Randall asked.

"Black mages! Arrest them!" the two exclaimed.

"What is the meaning of this!" Steiner exclaimed.

"To the airship take them!" Thorn commanded.


"Hmm," the silver haired man mumbled as he inspected the people that had attempted to attack them. The queen and the general had retreated to their airship, but he was here, he, unlike the queen and general, knew they were still alive. "Another rat," he inspected. "A defect… and… hmm, interesting," he said, looking over Blank.

He then walked over to Felix who, and this didn't seem to surprise the silver haired man, was still glaring at him struggling to stand. "You… bastard…" Felix managed to mutter.

"I'm curious how you made it here," the man told Felix.

"I will never tell you," Felix told him.

"Probably because you don't know, correct?" the man tittered, making Felix slightly growl. "As I thought. Well, until we meet again," he then jumped up on his silver dragon. The dragon was huge and slightly frightening, just as Felix remembers it being. "And next time," the man finished. "I won't hesitate to kill you."

His dragon took off to the skies, and Felix, though slightly frightened, knew he would find some way to avenge his fallen friends.

"I will destroy him…" Felix muttered. "I have to…"


Well, what do you think!

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Also, Felix is from Golden Sun, which I don't and never did own.