Disclaimer: Though this is an original story, I don't own the concept of Final Fantasy. I own most of the original characters, but the Gaiden Spirits (Guardian Forces) and the concept of the Berserkers (Limit Breaks/Overdrives) belong to Squaresoft, as well as the names Biggs, Wedge, and Cid. I don't own the gunblade either, but I love the gunblade! Anywho I hope you enjoy this. I have been working on it for two years and it is so far my longest story on my computer. I want to submit it to Squaresoft someday, so please tell me if you think it is worthy of becoming a Final Fantasy installment.
Note: Italics reflect thoughts, and the only exception is within flashbacks when the whole section becomes italicized. Dreams are also italizied, but it's usually indicated when a dream is happening. At the end of every episode there's character stats if an important character is introduced. That's all I need to say about the format.
The sky was dark, as it always was before the dawn. Suddenly, far toward the horizon, the sun peaked, and began to rise. It's sunlight flowed across the land, eventually spreading across the entire town of Vistalonis. The light travelled across the streets, to the houses, then made it's way up the side of a cliff above the ocean. At the top, was a large building, with a large staircase starting from the town below. Upon the sign was "S.P.I.R.I.T. Academy, our world's defence against the darkness." It seemed to be at least three stories, with a basketball court. As the sun rose higher, there could be uniformed soldiers seen standing at attention for a commander in the courtyard. Inside one of the dorms however, there was a little situation.
"Seviata, wake up!"
Pulling at the sheets attached to a bed against the wall, a fully armored soldier struggled to fully awaken the female who gripped the sheets as tightly as she could while hiding her face underneath them. He finally let go as he tumbled back and onto the floor, allowing the girl to pull the sheets back toward her.
"Ugh . . .go way Biggs . . .I need my sleep . . ." she whined, pulling her pillow over her head.
She groaned then rolled over away from the voice. Grabbing her pillow she shoved it onto her head to blank out any sounds. Biggs was becoming very impatient after trying to get her out of bed many times, and finally grabbed her mattress and flipped it over onto the floor, causing Seviata to fall over and land on the ground. He shook his head in pity then turned around toward the door.
"Come on Seviata, this is the 3rd time this week you've slept in! You're going to be late for your training exercises! Come on! The commander's going to punish you if you're not there!" he lectured, causing Seviata to throw a pillow at him. He was hit in the face, causing a growl to escape as he left the room and headed down the hallway.
Seviata climbed up from off the floor, and stretched out her arms. At the age of 19 she was very well rounded with her personality. Her black hair fell to her shoulders, and her sapphire blue eyes sparkled like water. At the current time she wore a white tank-top with a star-shaped sapphire pendant a little bigger than the palm of her hand, black shorts, and white socks. Walking over to her alarm clock, she yawned out loud and looked at the time, then cried out in panic as she saw the time.
"What the hell! I AM late!" she shouted.
She quickly ran over to her personal closet and grabbed her S.P.I.R.I.T. combat uniform. It was a navy blue shirt which buttoned up in the centre of the front, and pants combination, with two belt like sashes across the front of the shirt. On both shoulders were metal pieces which were the same shape as the shoulders, protecting them and holding the sashes in place. Around the waist was a belt with a sheath attached to the left side for her gunblade. For those who used the daggers thrown in battle, there was a belt attached to the left pant leg on the outside with eight separate slots for each one, but she didn't need them. Below where her uniform would hang were her steel-toed combat boots, and resting on those were leather gloves that had the fingers and thumbs removed. She raced to put on her gloves, then the uniform over her shirt, as well as buttoning up in a hurry. She then fastened both belts across the front, then pulled up her pants over her shorts, which she always wore to bed.
"One of these days I'm going to kick Bigg's ass for always making me sleep in when I'm already so late!" she mumbled to herself.
Tying the laces on her boots, she grabbed her gunblade and placed it in the sheath, then fastened the belt around her waist. She quickly then raced out of her room and down the hall to the courtyard where the exercises took place. She stopped running shortly after leaving her room, because she realized that if she kept running she would bump into someone, and if it was the commander looking for her, than that would look very bad. She slowed to a brisk walk, waving to her fellow soldiers and trainees, saying hello to every other person.
However, despite her speed, she arrived to the courtyard empty except for her commander, Jescipito Foyesry. Her smile became a frown and she slowly marched over to her him. She raised her right hand her hand in front of her chest so the fingers were pointing to her left shoulder. She then put her fingers down except for the middle and index finger. "Lieutenant Kazar, reporting for training Commander Foyesry." she stated, standing at full attention.
"At ease soldier." She then shifted her right leg so it was a little distance apart from her left, and put her arms behind her back as well. A wave of nervous tension swept over her mind, for Biggs was right; she had been late many times for morning training that she was drawing closer and closer to suspension or dorm confinement.
I can't really blame myself for sleeping in, it's all these strange dreams I've been having lately of the past. My inner conscious doesn't want to forget those events even when I try to completely block them out . . . "I'm sorry for being late for training sir. I had a rough night and . . ." That strange creature attacked me and my sister . . .so why wasn't I attacked? And why can't I remember the battle?
"No need for apologies Seviata." Foyesry stated, showing little emotion in hos voice as many generals like him had been trained to do. "I had only called all my soldiers to the courtyard to announce that I will be away on a call for two days. During that time all soldiers under my command get a little vacation. Besides Seviata, you deserve a break from training. You're the top soldier in my unit."
The black haired female couldn't help but blink. She wasn't in trouble for oversleeping again? Seviata tried her hardest to keep her overwhelming joy within herself, but a little escape as she clenched a fist in some sort of victory gesture. Foyesry smiled from knowing how easy it was to excite teenagers, even those who don't open up to many of their fellow comrades.
"You are dismissed Seviata." said Foyesry.
Using the salut once more, Foyesry turned and then began walking back toward his quarters, while Seviata proceeded to walk the other way. She was quite relived that she escaped a lecture about tardiness, allowing one single skip to enter her step before entering the Academy building.
The mess hall was packed with many soldiers and trainees as they got and ate their breakfast. As soon as Seviata stepped into the room, a series of cat call and whistles were heard throughout. She ignored them, knowing that they were only acting out of instinct due to the fact that there were few females in the Academy. She also blamed the fact she was considered a rebel soldier, always keeping to herself and never smiling. They seemed to like the cold and distant personality types. Plus they claimed she was the most desirable, but Seviata was smart enough to see they only wanted to satisfy their primitive desires.
"Pigs . . ." she said to herself. "It's all about getting girls like me into their beds . . ."
Seviata then joined the lineup with the rest of the hungry soldiers, picked out a bowl of cereal, orange juice, and a block of red JellO. She walked over to a table with her tray, and sat down with Biggs and a second soldier named Wedge. They were always in their uniforms, and the only way to tell them apart was that Biggs had shaved his head and had hazel eyes with black skin, while Wedge had dirty blond hair and brown eyes.
"Can you believe we got two days off from training you two? This is gonna be awesome!" Biggs declared. He clenched his fists togehter in uncontainable excitement as he let out a cry of joy. "Wedge and I are gonna be at the pub all night tonight!"
A nervous cough was emitted from the slimmer male as he drank some of his orange juice, placing the glass back onto his tray as his frown told all. "Biggs, I actually made plans with my girlfriend tonight. We're gonna go see that new movie, 'No Where to Run'. Sorry." he calmy stated.
"Oh too bad then. It won't be the same without you Wedge. What about you Seviata? Wanna go to the pub with me?"
Seviata picked up her glass, filled with an energy shake, and drank half it before closing her eyes and setting it back down. "No . . ."
"Awww . . .why not!?"
Not being to help but sigh in frustration, Seviata placed her spoon back onto the tray as she swallowed the mouthful of cereal she had just consumed. She then placed a hand against the side of her head as she used the arm to lean against the table. Her eyes closed as she revealed a frustrated frown.
"Look Biggs," she said, letting out a frustrated exhale. "I've told you again and again that I'm not interested in going out with you. You're just a friend." Her eyes opened, showing a true seriousness as she waved her free hand in the air carelessly. "Besides, I need to get a new pair of pants when I don't need to wear my uniform. The old ones have too many holes in it."
Wedge simply couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment at Seviata's statement. "That's a girl for ya . . .I told you not to wait until they were ripped up like that" he stated.
"Yeah yeah yeah . . .you're always saying 'I told you so'. Give it a rest, Wedge." said Seviata, letting out a groan of annoyance.
"But you never listen to common sense!" Wedge shouted as he clenched his fists until they nearly turned white. "I hate to see what happened if you ever had to survive on your own Seviata."
Biggs then jabbed his elbow into Wedge's left side, signalling to him not to bring up such a touchy subject. When the three first became good friends, Seviata told them what happened to her seven years before in her hometown. Ever since then they've been careful not to say anything that would remind her of the incident, though when they would accidentally mention anything which sounded in resemblance to her past tragedies, she didn't seem to care all that much. However, they still kept their cautions on high in case any comments that have not been mentioned before could send her over the edge and into a deep depression. Wedge cleared his throat after recovering from Bigg's jab, then looked back toward Seviata and bowed out of curtiousy.
"Wait, sorry about that part there. I didn't mean to upset you."
Not being able to help but smirk, Seviata allowed a rare smile to appear across her face as she leaned forward and gently placed her hand onto Wedge's shoulder, patting it a few times in what seemed to be pity. "It's no problem Wedge, you weren't thinking as usual . . ."
"Hey!"
"She's got a point there Wedge!" Biggs managed to say between fits of laughter.
Biggs then laughed at her monotone remark, despite Seviata not even cracking another smile at her own well timed comment. Wedge just sat there silently eating his oatmeal, not really offended but felt slightly hurt to have it come from his female best friend, the best friend he would go to when it came to asking advice about his own girlfriend. Finally, Sevaita looked up and showed a faint smile as she reached across the table to pat Wedge lightly on the shoulder.
"Oh, I didn't mean anything by that comment Wedge. I was only trying to be funny." she said.
Wedge simply let out a depressed sigh, he never got any kind of break from such teasing. "I guess so Seviata . . ."
Afternoon came very quickly to the town of Vistalonis and the town was packed with the usual residents plus the soldiers on vacation, making the city look more packed than usual. Seviata walked down the street, in her combat uniform with a pouch of Gil, and walked into a clothing store. Inside, she wandered around until she found pants. She settled with a pair of black ones and took them over to the counter. As she paid for them, a young man was watching her behind the shirt rack with a notepad. Every few minutes he would jot down something then looked back over at Seviata.
The clerk handed her the bag then headed toward the door of the store. Seviata suddenly stopped however, and turned toward the shirt rack. The man quickly ducked out of view, and headed out through another way unnoticed. Staring in the same direction, Seviata maintained her sudden urge to reveal her gunblade and see if someone was indeed, spying on her. After a moment however, she sighed and placed her palm against her forehead as she brushed her fingers through her bangs.
"God, I'm way too paranoid for a S.P.I.R.I.T. soldier. . ." she said to herself.
Exiting the small store and entering the town square, Seviata heard a bell like sound She looked toward a giant screen attached to the middle of the clock tower. The screen served as a way to announce major events and others which would need to be announced immediately. As the static disappeared, the face of Uvekat Gebuput, the head of the S.P.I.R.I.T. academy, appeared. He had short white hair and a grey moustache. His expression was quite serious as he prepared to make his announcement.
"Attention citizens of Vistalonis. There is an army of mutant like creatures marching toward the town, and they are armed with weapons and magic. All citizens please take shelter in the designated areas. All members of S.P.I.R.I.T. report to the academy. I'm sorry for cutting your vacation short but you are needed in the defence of the town. It's time to put your training to use!"
With the transmission finished, the image of the Academyn Head disappeared to static, which blacked out until there was no evidence of a transmission taking place at all. Seviata let out a roan of frustration as she gripped the plastic handles of her shopping bag and turned to head back to the academy as quickly as she could possibly run.
"Why does this have to happen during our vacation time . . ."
The courtyard was jammed pack with many S.P.I.R.I.T. soldiers in full combat uniform, as they awaited for the head to enter the courtyard. Seviata, Wedge, and Biggs were as usual gathered together, discussing where they believed that their role will be in the battle.
Just then there was a silence as a middle aged man of the African ethnic walked into the courtyard. His uniform was similar to the soldiers only it was red, signifying he was in a position of authority. On his right shoulder were four gold bars and a star sewed on. He marched until he reached the front of the group, then turned to face them. It was Uvekat Gebuput.
"Attention!" he said, using the loudest voice possibly. All the soldiers then did their salute, then put their arms back to the side to stand at full attention. As they remained as still and as alert as they could, Gebuput slowly walked back and forth down the rows, heading into the next upon completion of the previous.
"All right soldiers, listen up and listen well. Our lookouts have reported that the oncoming monsters are of a medium sized group, so it shouldn't be a problem. The battle plan will go like this. All S.P.I.R.I.T.'s who using long range weapons will take the rear. Those who mainly use magic will be in the middle ranks. Draw and cast as many offensive spells as you can, but don't forget the healing magic if it's able to be drawn. Also keep your Gaiden Spirits on standby, for if we need to use them I'll give the command. Everyone else who use medium range and short range weapons will lead the offensive. If there is the situation that the mutants overpower us, retreat to inside the town gates. GS users will at this time await the command to activate them. One more order, for those leading in the offensive, attack in teams of 3, no more, no less. If you cannot make a team of three them wait until the possibility of a fallen comrade, then take their place. Do I make myself clear?"
The soldiers once again made their salute and complied with the orders given. Seviata glanced around at all the soldiers the looked back at the head of the academy. Thoughts once again filled her head as she awaited the command to move out.
Why kidd yourself Gebuput? We all know that not everyone's coming back from the battle. That's the way it is with battle, you have to learn how to cope with losses. I know I won't fall, I'm one of the top soldiers in my rank, and besides Biggs and Wedge will be fighting with me. They just better be careful themselves.
"Okay S.P.I.R.I.T. soldiers." Gebuput continued. "Now's the time. For some of you this is your first battle, so don't make reckless decisions, and take every attack seriously, despite their ability. For the rest who have fought before, just keep in mind your training and keep your ears open for a retreat command if we need it. Move out!"
The soldiers then turned to the right and marched forward out of the gates and into the streets. Seviata watched as innocent bystanders ran this way and that way trying to find the designated shelter areas. Some of them wished the members of S.P.I.R.I.T. good luck, others remained silent. She looked back toward her fellow soldiers and she began to think about the situation again.
They all look so confident as well, even those who just made it into S.P.I.R.I.T.. This is my third battle as a S.P.I.R.I.T. soldier, but I still feel uneasy, but they all look like they're gonna come back.
The gates to Vistalonis became visible. Seviata looked toward Biggs on her right side, who had a touch of sweat upon his forehead. She looked to the right and she could see Wedge was a little worried.
At least they're not trying to hide it. Biggs just never liked battles like this when there's pressure. And I know Wedge is worried about getting killed, and also worried as to how his girlfriend's gonna react. I'm not worried, I have nothing to lose whatsoever if I'm killed.
As they marched outside the gates there was a great deal of bustle as they began preparing weapons, magic, and the towers, which soldiers without weapons or magic would use to aid in the attack. Inside each of the two towers was a loaded machine gun, a grenade launcher, and if needed for the retreat order, a Gaiden Spirit.
On the ground, those with weapons and magic were preparing them. The long range attackers made sure their weapons were working correctly, so there would be less chance of a backfire. The magic users had target practice on the many boulders lying around, for the town was beside a large cliff. The front lines were readying their weapons as well.
Not too far off near the center of the plans where many of the soldiers had already gone in preparation, Seviata was securing the last of three daggers to the hooks which lined the left side. After locking them in completely so they wouldn't come out unless she pulled them out, she picked up a flat sided rock and began sharpening her gunblade. After a few minutes she placed a log between two rocks, and brought down her gunblade at it. It sliced through completely, splitting the log in two. She heard a clap, so she turned around to see Biggs and Wedge applauding.
"Good job Seviata." complimented Biggs. "That gunblade will defiantly help ya in the battle, don't ya think so Wedge?"
Nodding and causing his blond hair to sway, Wedge agreed and gave thumbs up toward his female companion. "Yeah. You're gonna kick some major butt."
"I just hope that these monsters aren't like those Ice Dragons." said Seviata, swinging her gunblade at the empty air in front of her with quick strength and energy. "Now they were tough."
"Yeah. By the way Seviata, we've been assigned as a team of three. Don't run off on us like you always seem to do. I'm gonna make sure to protect you!"
Seviata snorted indisapproval, despite knowing Biggs was right about fighting together. It was the order of Gebuput and she wasn't planning on acting on her own . . .at least not until the battle was well underway anyway. "Just give it up Biggs . . ." she growled, showing her full annoyance.
Suddenly there was a silence as they heard the battle siren. Over the horizon the monsters came into view. They appeared to look human but had the features which would prove they weren't. Most had wings, some claws, fangs, spikes on their arms, scales, and other monster features. They stopped at the top of the hill, thus began a face off between the two sides as one waited for the other to make the first move. Sevaita looked toward the opposing army, feeling her grip on her gunblade tighen. She has never seen so many creatures at once before.
They don't look that strong but I gotta remember my training, and that's to never underestimate enemies, because they can have a hidden strength. My Beserker skills and the magics I've captured should prove sufficiant. I'm one of the best after all, so I have nothing to worry about.
Suddenly there was a bat like screech and the monsters charged forward in a frenzy, weapons to the sky by those who carried them. As the army closed in upon Vistalonis, Gebuput raised his own sword to the sky. It was now time to defend Vistalonis.
"CHARGE!"
A great battle cry echoed from the S.P.I.R.I.T. soldiers as the front lines charged forward. The magic users attempted to cast a combination Quake attack, causing a giant fissure to open in the earth, but the monster flyers used Float causing them all to leaps over to rupture. The two sides met and a great battle broke out. The flyers remained above, however the long range attackers fired many projectiles which hit many of them, forcing them to fall to the ground. The strongest however, which looked similar to a griffin, remained afloat, dodging the attacks with ease. It was able to summon a Gaiden Spirit which resembled a blue tiger. It became engulfed in energy and fired a powerful ice blast at the long range attackers. They were all struck down instantly, and the flyer cheered as did its monster soldiers below. Gebuput gasped in panic then looked to the magic users to give his next order.
Gebuput: "Magic users! You're the back up attackers now and long range attackers! You have to use all the magic you have to defend Vistalonis! Keep the Gaiden Spirits on standby, it seems they have their own as well but we have to bide out time!"
Back at the battlefield Seviata, Biggs, and Wedge were holding their own, taking out every monster that came at them. A creature which resembled a werewolf with firey red fur and possessed large silver claws suddenly took down Seviata from behind. She was slammed to the ground onto her stomach, with the creature keeping her pinned as it snarled upward toward the sky. Her gunblade was knocked out of her hands and it was hurled away across the grass and into the middle of a scrapper fight between a large group of the cannibal like creatures and three unfortunate S.P.I.R.I.T. soldiers, where it's blade landed in the ground to stand upright toward the sky. As the wolf creature dug one set of claws into her back, the creature raised its other paw like limb and slashed at her back deeply. Blood began to slowly emerge and soak onto her uniform as she screamed in pain.
"GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" she screamed.
Remembering she had knives stashed away on her pantleg, Seviata immediately got an idea. She waited until the creature forced her body onto her back, then before it could go for her throat she slammed her foot into its stomach. As it fell off and howled in pain from the attack, Seviata rolled away, jumped onto her feet and pulled out the two highest knives on the hooks and hurled them at her opponent. The blades found their marks right between its wolf like eyes and in its chest. As it fell toweard the ground, dead, Seviata turned to the rest of the battlefield and surveyed the area as she tried to relocated her gunblade. She was completely unaware of her injuries until Biggs and Wedge ran over to her.
"What happened Seviata?! You've been slashed!" said Wedge after gasping, checking over her back injuries.
Seviata simply let out a sigh of frustration, mainly due to how everyone treated her like she was less intelligent and tough than she really was. "Didn't notice, was too busy trying to make sure that creature didn't get access to my throat. Tell me something I don't know for once. . ."
"You're in no condition to continue fighting." Biggs declared, revealing his concern which was easily influenced by his strong emotions for her. "Get back to town and find for the medics. They'll make sure you heal in-"
"No way. Not without my gunblade!" she shouted, completely interrupting Biggs.
Contining to scan the hills and rocks of the Vistalonis countryside/battlefield, she gasped as she spotted the gleam of sunlight off the metal of her gunblade, then seeing that it was in the middle of the creatures who had just finished off the S.P.I.R.I.T. soldiers they had successfully trapped. She smiled, clenched a fist as she flashed a smile at her two comrades.
"Be back in a flash!" she declared as she began to turn away.
Biggs and Wedge gasped in shock. They knew exactly what she was planning, yet they couldn't help but be trown off guard by her sudden change in actions. "WHAT?!" they shouted.
Before Biggs and Wedge could stop her, Seviata had already raced off toward the creatures surrounding her gunblade and left the two to shout protests of disapproval and plea's of return. As she ran, she reached into her pocket and removed an aqua blue crystal shaped like a raindrop. As she came to the summit of the hill, she smiled as she gripped the crystal and threw it up and forward into the air.
"I command thee to attack! Gaiden Spirit Leviathan!"
The crystal suddenly shattered into hundreds of tiny particles, which immediately became droplets of water which gathered in their air above the group of creatures. It suddenly burst outward and a flash of light followed which flooded the area with lumination. In the place of the gathered water was a serpent creature which let out a high pitched screech before bursting into a giant wave of water which crashed down onto the ground. It swept away the creatures, across the battlefield and picking up their comrades. As the water flowed inot the grand fissue created before, they tooo fell in and to their deaths.
Biggs and Wedge watched in amazement, then started laughing as they jumped for joy at Seviata's plan. "Way to go Seviata!" Wedge cheered. "Now that's how you kick ass!" Biggs added.
The water from Leviathan's attack suddenly emerged from the fissue, transforming back into Leviathan's true form. It let out another loud screech while floating mid-air, then disappeared in a burst of light as the crystal was left in its place. It dropped toward the ground, but Seviata caught it with ease and placed it back into her side pocket before racing down the hill toward her gunblade.
"Time to reclaim my weapon!" Seviata shouted.
Suddenly one of the sorcerer's in the back ranks of the invading army of creatures summoned a spell which sent a wave of fire sweeping across the terrain. Most of the S.P.I.R.I.T. were knocked to the ground as well as some of the magi's own monster's. Seviata cried out as she was flung at a boulder near her weapon, her shoulder slamming into the surface. Biggs and Wedge were knocked down as well, but Biggs managed to make a quick recovery. Holding his spear up and glaring at the sorcerer he charged forward with the spear pointed toward its chest. However, the sorcerer anticipated such an action, and it used Ice magic to create an ice shard. Seviata recovered just as the monster was about to throw the ice.
"Biggs!" She was too late to try and save him, for the monster threw the ice shard and it struck Biggs in the chest. He cried out in pain then he fell to the ground, forcing the shard deeper inside him and killing him instantly. Seviata leaped to her feet as she pulled her weapon from the ground, tears forming in her eyes which she couldn't explain to herself. She screamed out from anger and charged at the monster magi. She swung her gunblade at it's chest slicing it open. It fell to the ground dead, leaving her alone. She rushed over to Biggs to see if she could help. Seviata tried to use a Cure spell but it had no affect whatsoever.
"No . . .this can't be happening! DAMMIT!!" She slammed her fists against the ground, feeling unexplainable tears starting to fill her eyes.
Suddenly she heard a painful scream, which forced her to jerk her head back to the battlefield. The monster flyer was attacking once again, this he was bombarding the field and all the S.P.I.R.I.T. soldiers with fireballs and bolts of lightning. She watched in horror as Wedge was hit hard, with a bolt and many fireballs piercing his chest multiple times. He fell to the ground dead.
"NO! WEDGE!"
The scenario which played ou like a tragic theatrical producton was all ever so familiar to Seviata; her world was falling apart again. It was just as it had seven years before when her sister died from the battle with the mysterious creature in the caves of Hebitaria. Collapsing to her knees, more tears flowed from her eyes as she stared blankly into the distance. She then looked toward the two lifeless bodies of her two friends, seeing the battles continue around them as if they were insignifant particles in the entire scheme of things.
Not again . . .dammit! It can't be happening again! WHY DID THIS HAPPEN?!
Suddenly her compack, a small communications device used for emergency orders, started beeping. She wiped the tears from her eyes and reached for under her shoulder armour and pulled it out. Gebuput appeared on the screen looking very worried.
"Attention all S.P.I.R.I.T. soldiers. We are caught in a dire situation and it's all come down to the backup attack formation. The monsters are too strong, so all front line attackers report back to the Vistalonis gateway. You have five minutes to make it back otherwise you will be struck down by the Gaiden Spirit assault. That is all."
Seviata quickly slid the compack back under the shoulder armour then looked toward the town. She witnessed many of the creatures fighting with her own fellow soldiers as they struggled to make it back to the town gates. Her eyes widened in panic, for it was quite a distance to run and many obstables were blocking the path.
"God dammit, will I make it back in time?"
Author's Notes: And that is the beginning of my Final Fantasy story, introducing Seviata and her personality, plus telling you all a little about S.P.I.R.I.T. Academy and its soldiers. Please review with your opinions, but no flames. I can't handle flames too well. I'll leave you with Seviata's character stats. See ya later!
Profession: Member of S.P.I.R.I.T.
Age: 19
Weapon: Gunblade & Throwing Knives
Height: 5'8"
Birthday: June 24
Birthplace: Hebitaria
Berserker: Gunblade & Throwing Knife Attacks + Alpha Force Magic
Blood Type: A
One of the six main characters in the story. She was banished from her hometown of Hebitaria at the age of 12, when it was assumed she killed her older sister. Now residing in Vistalonis, she is sent to the city of Ilincia as a member of S.P.I.R.I.T., an organization that defends Vistalonis and takes jobs all over the world. She arrives only to be caught up in the struggle between the rebel faction Eternal Skies, and with the president of the city. Deep inside herself is a feeling which she cannot explain, but she hopes to find what it is sometime soon along her quest. Seviata has trouble expression her emotions sometimes, and will only do so when a person has gained her complete trust and understanding. She can also snap at people unexpectedly, which has occasionally cursed her with confinements to her dorm back at the Academy.