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) 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.
New note: When you seee any of these ( * ) along with italicized texts, it means a dream sequence. If these are absent, it's another section where Seviata is trying to think. Enjoy!
Seviata stood and watched the battle continued to unfold. She had only five minutes to make it through the warzone and into the gates of Vistalonis before the Gaiden Spirits would be released to finished the job. Her gunblade gripped in one hand and Leviathan's GS Crystal in the other, Seviata's sapphire eyes narrowed into a determined glare and her teeth clenched tightly.
Gebuput would never command the GS attack unless he felt it was a last resort . . .the creature's must be too much for everyone else. I saw that with my own eyes. Their magic is very strong and the GS they used themselves packed quite a powerful punch. Biggs and Wedge were two strong soldiers, and to be taken down in the manner they were just prves how severe the situation really is. Well I'm not going to die yet. I vowed that I will breath my last breath AFTER the death of the creature that killed my sister!
She took a deep breath, gripped her gunblade then raced down the hillside toward the town. She only made it a foot from the hill when she was attacked by three snake like creatures. Knowing what to do, she threw out the Leviathan GS crystal again. It created the same tidal wave attack as before, which swept the creatures into the same fissure. She then raced toward the gateway once again, using Float to make it over the fissure.
"Outta my way!" she declared, slashing through the chest of another wolf like creature as she raced by. It fell to the ground and howled in pain, but Seviata payed no heed.
Up ahead she saw another obstacle, only it was a large venus flytrap like creature with many slimy tentacles flailing about. She skidded to a stop and ducked before being ensnared by one of those very vines, then lifted the blade of her weapon to her face as she looked through a glass target lock. She then placed a hand above the glass section and her right index finger on the trigger of the barrel section. Her eyes narrowed once again and her fingers twitched as the grid locked on the target: the flytrap creature.
"Magic Capture!" she shouted, pulling the trigger and shooting a spiraling yellow energy into the sky. As it reached the peak if it's vertical climb, it broke apart downward, branching out into many beams which surrounded the plant as if it was a energy cage of some sort. A sphere of the same energy suddenly appeared from the core of the creature, quickly shooting across the field and bringing the energy beams along for the ride. They made their way back to Seviata's gunblade, seeping into the eyepiece and causing the entire weapon to glow. She smiled, then looked at the screen of her compack to see she had just gained three new spells; Lightning, Blaze, and Cure. However, she didn't notice as the creature burrowed its many tentacles into the ground around it.
Exactly what I need to finish this quickly!
Seviata directed her gaze back up at the fly trap creature just as tentacles emerged from the ground all around her. She gasped, but just before she was able to strike back, they all leapt forth in attack. Her arms, waist and legs became tightly ensnared making the use of them impossible, especially for a slash with a gunblade. "Dammit, dammit, DAMMIT!" She began stuggling as if she was a fish caught on dry land it seemed, but it would appear as if her luck was not willing to change. Her actions only provoked the fly trap, making it wrap one of its tentacles around her neck as it tighten its grip on her with the other vines.
Her compack suddenly fell from her shoulder blade, causing it to flip open upon its hitting the ground. Seviata managed to ignore the surges of pain long enough to allow herself to look down and gasp at the status screen. "Only one minute!" she gasped. It was getting very serious. Time was running short, and she had yet to defeat the flytrap creature, or even free herself for that matter.
Suddenly it hit Seviata like a speeding vehicle. The spells she had extracted from the fly trap could still be cast. Not only that, but all of the injuries she had endured to to that point gave her enough stored energy to use one of her Berserker abilities. Gripping her fist a light blue aura engulfed it and a darker blue spiral slowly began to swirl around as well. She gritted her teeth, clenching her fist tigher to force a burst of flames to appear. Her eyes flashed open suddenly just as she released her grip, opening her hand and letting the flames fly from her palm. "Blaze magic!" she screamed.
The flytrap screamed, for its tentacles were quickly begine engulfed and burned by the severe flames released by its captive soldier. Thosetentacles wrapped around Seviata's limps became loose, allowing her to take her gunblade and slash them into pieces. She dropped to the ground and grabbed her compack just as she became engulfed in a firey red and yellow energy which swirled around her like a tornado. The gunblade too was surounded by the energy, causing the metal to illuminate in the same colors. Her hands went to the handle of the weapon, gripping it tightly as she took off again toward the creature. "Time to lay waste to this shit." she thought. "Gotta use one of my Beserkers . . .mainly, Aerial Half."
As she ran, all of the energy seeped into her blade, causing it to become engulfed in a large, illuminious flame that seemed to light up the entire field. She pushed off from the ground and leapt into the air, raising the gunblade so it was behind her head. She let out her own battle cry as she swung the blade at the flytrap when she was over its head. It let out a ear piercing screech as its tentacles flailed about in agony from the blade slicing through and leaving behind the unbearable flames. Seviata landed on the ground between the creatue and the town gates, then quickly began to run again as the gates began to close in preparation for the GS assult.
Unbeknownst to Seviata however, the flytrap creature had one last attack in store for her. Fueled by the flames, the creature stiffened all of its tentacles to form an octagon shape outlined by a purplish light outlined by a black aura. It then suddenly became engulfed within the same energy and aura. Releasing one last screech the flytrap self destructed, and the force of the shockwave that immediately followed slammed into Seviata's body, throwing her off the ground and through the gates to collide with a small group of soldiers on the other side.
"RELEASE THE GAIDEN SPIRITS!" shouted Gebuput.
Hearing the given command, Seviata wearily watched as three pillars of light appeared outside of the Vistalonian gates to yield the Gaiden Spirits of Ramah, Titan, Shiva and Bismark. As they completed their assigned task of wiping out what remained of the monstrous army, the flyer which summoned their Gaiden Spirit earlier appeared and declared revenge when it wasn't cursing every other spoken word. Seviata watched as it flyed away, aware that her vision was starting to blur. She knew she had pushed herself much too hard during the battle and escape, especially with her back slashed up from the earlier ambush b y the wolverine like creature. As she found herself slipping into a state of sleep, she could hear Gebuput command the soldiers around her to get her medical assistance immediately.
Nightfall fell quickly to the countryside. The atmosphere was not any different at S.P.I.R.I.T. Academy, for all the soldiers and trainees were asleep as well, most exhausted from the rough battle earlier. Seviata appeared to be sleeping peacefully within the infirmary, with bandage was wrapped around her head and left arm, along with an IV needle inserted into her right hand. However, if anyone could see into her mind, then they would know she was dreaming horrific images.
* Seviata saw her sister being pierced by the dragon's blade and calling out for help to her, but when she tried to respond she found that she couldn't move her legs at all. In fact, she found her body was entirely frozen in place. She could only watch in horror as she witnessed the tragic events once again. When she looked toward the dragon like creature who commited the deed, she blinked when she saw that his shadow was a different shape. She wondered why it was different than what she remembered, why the creature seemed slimmer.
She finally regained he ability to move her limbs, but the scenery had mysteriously changed so suddenly and she now found herself standing in the middle of the street in a rundown neighborhood. It was nightfall, with the sky full of dark clouds yeilding a violent lightning storm. After looking around again, her gaze was captured by an illuminious skyscraper which stood taller than the rest of those visible to her eyes. She gasped in awe, for she had never seen builidngs that reached so high toward the sky in her life.
Suddenly from behind her, there came a loud growling like noise which made her stop in her tracks. Seviata gulped, then slowly began to turn around to see just what that sound. Standing in front of her not too far down the road was a shadowed beat resembling a mutated lion. The only way she could tell it was that was by its tattered mane. It released another loud growl before hunching back and racing forward with fantastic haste and agility. Seviata found herself screaming, despite no knowing why she would do something that like. She never screamed before, but it became irrevalent as she turned to run away from the approaching monster. She tripped when her foot landed in a pothole, and she fell toward the ground to land in a puddle of rainwater. When she turned around to sit up from her fall, she screamed again and shielded herself as the monster leapt forward and unsheathed its claws. *
Seviata screamed again despite forcing herself not to, but then realized after quickly sitting up the creature was gone, as were the other people. Looking around she realized she wasn't in her dorm, but in the infirmary. Everything she had witnessed wasn't reminiscing, reliving or experiencing the terror it brought to her, but instead it was a horrific and twisted nightmare. When she looked at the digital clock on the wall she saw it was 4 AM. She sighed, relieved it was only a dream. She was safe within the walls of S.P.I.R.I.T. Academy. She layed back down, staring at the ceiling as her thoughts began to fly within her mind once again.
Seven years . . .it's already been seven years since that day. How can the people of Hebitaria be so naive . . .I wasn't the murderer! Dammit, it was that dragon creature! It killed Mesmizka, so why wouldn't anyone believe me?! My parents knew i would never commit such an act against the family. They meant more to me than anything materialistic! Our village was so small that everyone knew each other well . . .why didn't anyone try to convince the judge otherwise that it wasn't me? So what if my hands were covered with blood . . .I guess that's what I get for living in a village that still believes in the old culture . . .no need to gather proper evidence like any other town would . . .will I ever get to see mom and dad again?
She let out a sigh of depression as she wiped her forehead dry of any perspiration. She knew blaming her village wouldn't bring her sister back or erase what happened from her own history. Still feeling upset over it, she pulled up the covers closer to her head, and drifted off back to sleep in hopes she wouldn't have any more awful nightmares.
The next day was clockwork, only the soldiers of S.P.I.R.I.T. was still on their vacation. Seviata, after being given an X-Potion and being released from the infirmary, was in the lounge playing chess with one of her comrades. Suddenly, there was a chiming sound which caused everyone tob look toward the screen on the wall. Gebuput appeared in full uniform, looking mournful as he cleared his throat.
"Attention all S.P.I.R.I.T. soldiers and trainee's," he began. "I would just like to congratulate you on a job well done yesterday. You defended your town well and the citizens thank you. Right now, let us take a moment of silence for all those who perished in yesterday's battle. These soldiers fought hard for the town and even thought they are gone, they will always be remembered as friends and comrades."
As he lowered his head in prayer, everyone one within the lounge area did as well. Some began to cry aloud or quietly sob over the lost lives from the day before. Seviata however, kept her cold exterior visible as she grasped her hands together to pray. After the moment of silence passed, everyone lifted their heads and went back to the activities they were previously engaged in while others recovered from sudden bursts of emotion.
"I just have a couple more announcements." Gebuput continued to say. "S.P.I.R.I.T. soldiers, be prepared to welcome Commander Foyesry back in a couple of days from his leave of absence. He has reported in and expects all those under his command to be ready for a vigorous training session upon his return."
Seviata couldn't help but groan in disapproval. She liked the vacations, but hated when Foyesry returned from missions. He always thought his soldiers softened up whenever he took his leaves. However, before she could show more of her disapproval of the announcement, Gebuput continued with his final part of the current announcement.
"Finally, will Seviata Kazar report to my office as soon as possible. Thank you."
He disappeared as the screen turned off, alowing everyone to return to their normal activites for the day. Seviata looked toward the other soldier she was playing chess with, who nodded and smiled as she proceeded to clean up the chessboard on her own. Standing up from the beanbag chair, she stared at the blank screen in complete confusion as she tilted her head slightly sideways.
What did I do this time . . .
When Seviata arrived to the reception area of Gebuput's office, she was informed that she had to sit in the waiting room while the S.P.I.R.I.T. Academy Commander finished up with a meeting he was in with another soldier or faculty member. She sat down in one of the wooden chairs by the door, and read one of the magazines for only a few seconds before she realized it was a beauty magazine. She threw it to the floor in complete disguist, wondering exactly why the Academy would keep such airheaded reading material. After a half hour passed, Seviata stood up from her chair to stretch out her weary arms upward.
What the hell is taking him so long? This is just like commanding officials . . .they declare urgency and when you arrive right away they keep you waiting. Why are they all like this?
Letting her arms drop to her sides, she was about to sit down once again when the door opened, allowing the previous soldier meeting with Gebuput to exit and head out of the reception area. Gebuput followed, turning toward Seviata and giving the Academy salut. Seviata returned it, then returned to her stance of full attention. "You may come in now." he calmly said.
Giving a nod, the two walked into the office where Gebuput retook his seat behind the finely crafted desk which was positioned in front of a large arch shaped window. His office had a welcoming atmosphere, with shelves of literature and history volumes spanning across both walls on both sides, and two cabinets of files on each soldier and trainee from the past and present time within the walls of the Academy. Seviata took a seat in a leather cushioned chair on the other side of the desk, while Gebuput placed his hands together on top of a thin white folder. "Welcome Lieutenant Kazar. I hope your day is going well?"
She couldn't help but let out an annoyed snort as she crossed her arms and one leg over the other as she leaned back into her chair. Her eyes narrowed at Gebuput as she frowned and coughed. "I'm trying to cope with losing my only friends. How the hell do you think my day's going?"
The commander chuckled, knowing Seviata would respond in such a manner. He knew she had been that way since she first arrived to the Academy six years prior, especially knowing her background. Understanding this, he had grown to accept her behaviour as she knew no other way to relate to other people. "I understand . . .but that's the way war is. I've lost friends before too, and yesterday I lost soldiers that were like sons and daughters to-"
"Yeah sure, get on with it unless you called me here just to cry over your sob stories . . ." she snapped.
"You're right Lieutenant, enough talk. Down to business. I've called you here today because I feel you have qualified."
Seviata watched in confusion as he spoke. She raised an eyebrow, uncrossing her arms and legs so she could shift her position. She sat straight up on her chair and rested both arms onto the arms of her seat. "Qualified?"
"You're actions in the battle yesterday were magnificent." he explained. "Despite all of the obstacles that were in your way of getting through the Vistalonian Gates, which included the fissure and the Malboro creature ensnaring you within its vines, you managed to break through using all of the skills learned here such as your Berserker and the proper use of your Leviathan GS."
Standing up from his chair, he picked up the white folder and handed it across the desk over to Seviata. As she received it, Gebuput took a sip of water before he sat back down and placed his hands together once again. "We received a request from President Charles Blade of Ilincia City and Blade Corp. for a soldier in the S.P.I.R.I.T. squad. It was made two weeks ago and I've had a hard time finding the proper candidate to fill this request. However, after yesterday's battle I feel you would be the excellent choice." He smiled, then watched as Seviata quickly scanned the papers which were within the folder.
Hmm . . .highly skilled, agile S.P.I.R.I.T. soldier . . .city of Ilincia . . .employer . . .President Blade . . .purpose unknown . . .purpose unknown? Why would Gebuput allow this mission if the purpose of it is unknown? This . . .President Blade just might want someone for target practice. But if it's something like a secret mission that he needs a highly skilled soldier to do, then I'll take it. I have nothing better to do . . .
"I'll take the mission . . ." Seviata replied.
"Excellent. Now I know why Foyesry enjoys having you in his unit. You will leave immediately after picking up supplies for your trip. Unfortunately there is a rebel unit in the city, so you are not permitted to wear your S.P.I.R.I.T. uniform. First you will change, then get the supplies you need in town. After that you will leave the town and head to Ilincia. Once you arrive, you will be approached by one of Blade's soldiers. He will say to you, 'The armory is low on weapons.' You will reply with 'I have the blade's you need.' He will then take you to President Blade and-"
"Whatever . . .Let's get this over with."
"Very well then, I won't stand in the way of the eagerness of youth. You are dismissed, Lieutenant Kazar."
Seviata gave a nod as she rose from her chair, saluting Gebuput once more before she pushed the chair back and turne dto head for the door. Upon exiting through, Gebuput smiled as he rose from his chair and picked up the folder from the other side of the desk. "Little do you realize I assigned you to this mission for other purposes." he thought. "Maybe through this mission will you realize the value of everything, and even find whatever it is you most seek in this life of yours . . .Lieutenant Seviata Kazar."
An hour later Seviata stood outside a supplies store making sure she had enough potions, antidotes, and phoenix down's in her backpack. With the order not to wear her uniform into her journey to complete her assigned mission, she had changed before leaving the academy. Her attire consisted of a sleeveless emerald green shirt with no sleeves and fingerless black leather gloves on her hands. She also wore the leather pants she had purchased the day before, which were similar to the pants that were part of her uniform and had the same lining which held all eight of her throwing knives. A set of brown combat boots protectively covered her feet and for other accessories, she wore a red belt around her waist with her gunblade hanging off of the left side, and the two shoulder pads and belts attached, plus her sapphire star pendant around her neck and two sets of metal pads, one on her right elbow along with a long maroon armband that covered what would normally be visible of the right arm, and the second on her left knee. She looked through her backpack, then after feeling satisfied with the contents and the quantity of each, she pulled the straps over her shoulders and headed toward the gates of Vistalonis.
Well, guess it's off to Ilincia City and the mission handed to me. Too bad it wasn't something more physically demanding . . .but at least I'm not being directed toward the Southern Continent . . .
"Hey! Wait a minute!"
Hearing the sudden voice call out for her, Seviata turned around to see a young man running toward her, yet she could tell he was older than him. He had short brown hair which was combed neatly in place, and green eyes hidden beind a pair of small framed glasses. He wore a dark blue shirt underneath a denim jacket with sleeves that stopped halfway between his elbows and his wrists, black jeans, and brown hiking boots. He also had two dark red wristbands on both wrists, and black leather gloves. There was also a spiked whip all wrapped up and hanging off the right side of his belt. As he ran however, he tripped and fell into a puddle of water. Seviata made no reaction to his sudden fall as she watched him pick himself up and wring the excess water out of his jacket.
"Gee, aren't I the run of the mill klutz?" he said, trying to break the ice.
Seviata simply crossed her arms as her expression remained unchanged. She was not impressed or swayed at all. "Whatever . . ." Who the hell is this guy?
The stranger grinned, then reached into one of the pockets in his jacket and pulled out a surprisingly dry notepad and pencil. Seviata simply raised an eebrow as she watched him jot down a few notes. "So you're Seviata Kazar aren't you?" he asked.
"Uh . . .yes . . .I am . . . and you might be?"
His grin became wider, placing both is hands on his hips to stand tall and proud to he young soldier. "I'm Azelis Porseint, a top notch journalist for the Vistalonis Press!" He held out his hand toward her but she made no move to shake it for any signs of respect. He then took his hand back after being rejected, then continued to speak. "I travel the world searching for the greatest scoops for the newspaper! I was watching you in the clothes store yesterday, trying to find out as much about you as I can."
I knew someone was watching me . . . "So you're following me around to write a biography about me, is that it?" she demanded, turning her face away from Azelis. "I don't do interviews . . ."
"Well, I've been writing the adventures of the top soldiers in S.P.I.R.I.T. ever since I began my job! Now, it's your turn to be in the limelight. I have the story started with your heroic escape from the battlefield yesterday, but the readers need more excitement! So how's about I tag along? Go where you go and log your epic adventure for future generations?"
Seviata watched, puzzled by Azelis' actions and words. She looked to the horizon, staring at the dimly lit sun as it began to disappear behind the mountains far off in the distance, After looking back at Azelis as he continued to scribble away on his notepad, she looked away again and back toward the sunset.
What is it about my adventures that intrigue people like him? I'm just your average member of S.P.I.R.I.T., what makes me any different from any other soldier, especially from those who survived yesterday and put up as much of a fight as I did, maybe even more . . .? Oh well, what harm can he do travelling to Ilincia with me? By the looks of the whip on his shoulder he'll be able to hold his own if we encounter monsters. And besides, if he staggers even the slightest bit, I can always ditch him somehow . . .
She looked back at Azelis, who was jotting down notes onto his notepad. She shrugged then nodded reluctantly as he looked up at her sudden clearting of her throat. "All right, you can come along. I'm going to Ilincia as part of my next mission and if you don't think you're gonna be a nuisance, then I guess you can come along . . ."
Azelis's eyes simply lit up at the answer he was given. He couldn't believe what had just conspired. He was going to Ilincia! "Seriously!? That's THE city of excitement, what with the war between the President and the rebels there. This is gonna be the biggest story of the year!"
He continued to tak to himself, still unable to contain his excitement over what was to come in the near future. While he did so, Seviata quietly turned on the heel of her boots and began walking toward the gates once again to leave Vistalonis. By the time he had finished his little daydream about the great article he would write, Azelis saw that Seviata was already some distance away. He panicked, then raced off to catch up with the female S.P.I.R.I.T. soldier.
"Hey! Seviata! Wait for me!"
Author's Notes: And that is chapter two! What sort of adventures are Seviata and Azelis in for? Well, some most likely otherwise this would be a pretty boring story! Anywho, I'll leave you with Azelis' stats since he's the 2nd of the important people! Bye bye for now!
Profession: Journalist
Age: 26
Weapon: Spiked Whip
Height: 6'0"
Birthday: December 30
Birthplace: Vistalonis
Berserker: Whip Related Elemental Attacks
Blood Type: B
A young journalist searching for the ultimate story. He meets Seviata on her way out of town and decides to tag along hoping he'll find a scoop. He can sometimes be selfish when it comes to writing a story for his newspaper, but there will be times along the way where he will watch out for his allies. His spiked whip will definitly help him along the way. Within the group, he is the voice of reason when situations get out of control between his own allies. He used to have a wife and daughter named Saphira and Zudebeta, but Saphira died of the fatal Pandora Virus and Zudebeta disappeared while searching for the only cure.