Hello, it's been an AWFUL looooooong time since I posted anything at Fanf. But I hope you people will ike this. This is my own vision of FF:CC. I've invented races and all of that. Some of my friends helped me out... and some of them appear at the story! I hope you like it... cause now it STARTS!
Disclaimer: Ok, just after the disclaimer. I want to make sure that I don't OWN FF:CC... as everybody should know... because if I owned it I would be creating its second part, anyways... Yeah, the dragoon thing I got it from Legend of Dragoon... NO FLAMES PLEASE... and all the characters are OC... 'cause there ain't no OTHER way to write a FF:CC story... except some original ones that STILL don't show their faces in the story. That's the awful disclaimer, ENJOY!
The Lost Shards
1 st year:
It's been a long time since anyone needed the help of a myrrh crystal to cross around the world. Yet, a meteor crashed at the very center of the Myrrh Ocean, in which the crystal that protected everything against miasma dispersed into tiny shards around the world, thanks to the oceans wavey movement. So, again the use of crystals was implanted... and with it the Caravans!
"This city has grown a lot since the so called destruction of miasma" said Touku, the eldest one in it. "And we want to keep it like it is... that is if we don't want to upgrade things. So, anyone here wants to save old Awrya from destruction?"
Everybody looked at each other not knowing what to say until two teenagers stood up in front of everybody.
"I'll do it" said a girl with black hair and red highlights, blue eyes, wearing a one piece dress, that varies from white to black in different places and a red belt. Her boots were dark red.
"Count me in too" said a boy with black-silvery hair in a punk, blue hazel-like eyes, wearing a a long black coat over a gray shirt, navy blue pants, and a blue belt and gray shoes.
"Well if it isn't Kiomi and Ztal. How old are you two by now?" asked Touku.
"15" both answered at the same time.
"Guess there's no problem here, I mean if both of your families accept".
Kiomi went flying with her beautiful silver and red wings to her family, the Fairies. Her blacksmith father and mother nodded. The only one that didn't say or did anything was her big sister, Alass.
"What about you, sis?" asked the small fairy.
"You be careful, sprout. And take this here" answered the big sister handing her a weapon she had forged.
Kiomi hugged her sister and took the sword. It was a light sword, that was quick and wave-like, just like a steel blade, only that hers was easier to handle.
It was now Ztal's turn and his Dragoon parents weren't so sure about what to do.
"I don't know son... what if something happens to you?" asked his father.
"Oh come on! He's not a little kid anymore. He knows how to defend himself" said Kilik, Ztal's brother, flapping his wings fiercely.
"Yeah, what he said!" yelled Ztal excited, whose wings were calm and hidden.
"Ok... but remember to write to us, and to visit us often, and to send us items you find on your trip and don't be afraid of asking for favors" yelled his mother hugging him.
"The first thing I'd like is to breath!" said Ztal choked by his mother.
Both, Kilik and his father sighed. They said goodbye to both teens while they walked towards the city's entrance.
"It's been a long time since anybody has done this" said the elder. "I sure do wish you two triumph. Go to your first journey and don't forget the lost caravanners story."
'So that's how we got out to our first journey... Who's supposed to narrate this part, I mean, we're two people... Whatever, let's just narrate it, and besides, the author will do something about it...won't he? Silence That was NOT funny...
Sigh First chappie, I guess it's kind of short, kind of... Not good... Right? But, don't worry, everything will get interesting 'cause I PROMISE!... just keep reading please, I don't have any kind of review magnet... not even a FLAME magnet.
P.S.:
That doesn't give ANYONE permission to send me a flame... And if you're going to... don't let it be so cruel...
Disclaimer: Ok, just after the disclaimer. I want to make sure that I don't OWN FF:CC... as everybody should know... because if I owned it I would be creating its second part, anyways... Yeah, the dragoon thing I got it from Legend of Dragoon... NO FLAMES PLEASE... and all the characters are OC... 'cause there ain't no OTHER way to write a FF:CC story... except some original ones that STILL don't show their faces in the story. That's the awful disclaimer, ENJOY!
The Lost Shards
1 st year:
It's been a long time since anyone needed the help of a myrrh crystal to cross around the world. Yet, a meteor crashed at the very center of the Myrrh Ocean, in which the crystal that protected everything against miasma dispersed into tiny shards around the world, thanks to the oceans wavey movement. So, again the use of crystals was implanted... and with it the Caravans!
"This city has grown a lot since the so called destruction of miasma" said Touku, the eldest one in it. "And we want to keep it like it is... that is if we don't want to upgrade things. So, anyone here wants to save old Awrya from destruction?"
Everybody looked at each other not knowing what to say until two teenagers stood up in front of everybody.
"I'll do it" said a girl with black hair and red highlights, blue eyes, wearing a one piece dress, that varies from white to black in different places and a red belt. Her boots were dark red.
"Count me in too" said a boy with black-silvery hair in a punk, blue hazel-like eyes, wearing a a long black coat over a gray shirt, navy blue pants, and a blue belt and gray shoes.
"Well if it isn't Kiomi and Ztal. How old are you two by now?" asked Touku.
"15" both answered at the same time.
"Guess there's no problem here, I mean if both of your families accept".
Kiomi went flying with her beautiful silver and red wings to her family, the Fairies. Her blacksmith father and mother nodded. The only one that didn't say or did anything was her big sister, Alass.
"What about you, sis?" asked the small fairy.
"You be careful, sprout. And take this here" answered the big sister handing her a weapon she had forged.
Kiomi hugged her sister and took the sword. It was a light sword, that was quick and wave-like, just like a steel blade, only that hers was easier to handle.
It was now Ztal's turn and his Dragoon parents weren't so sure about what to do.
"I don't know son... what if something happens to you?" asked his father.
"Oh come on! He's not a little kid anymore. He knows how to defend himself" said Kilik, Ztal's brother, flapping his wings fiercely.
"Yeah, what he said!" yelled Ztal excited, whose wings were calm and hidden.
"Ok... but remember to write to us, and to visit us often, and to send us items you find on your trip and don't be afraid of asking for favors" yelled his mother hugging him.
"The first thing I'd like is to breath!" said Ztal choked by his mother.
Both, Kilik and his father sighed. They said goodbye to both teens while they walked towards the city's entrance.
"It's been a long time since anybody has done this" said the elder. "I sure do wish you two triumph. Go to your first journey and don't forget the lost caravanners story."
'So that's how we got out to our first journey... Who's supposed to narrate this part, I mean, we're two people... Whatever, let's just narrate it, and besides, the author will do something about it...won't he? Silence That was NOT funny...
Sigh First chappie, I guess it's kind of short, kind of... Not good... Right? But, don't worry, everything will get interesting 'cause I PROMISE!... just keep reading please, I don't have any kind of review magnet... not even a FLAME magnet.
P.S.:
That doesn't give ANYONE permission to send me a flame... And if you're going to... don't let it be so cruel...
