Pike: Ready for episode 2?

Disclaimer: Pike Anderson does not own Final Fantasy: Crystal Chronicles

Episode 2: Morning of Departure

Lura sat on the fence of her family's farm, her quill creating calligraphic letters in her diary entry. Because it was her first time to take part, she thought to keep a record of all she had seen and experienced.

The time has finally come for me to join our crystal caravan on the ongoing quest of finding Myrrh trees throughout the word. Uncle Belgano has retired, and he and Roland believe I'm just about ripe to join. I have never been so excited and anxious.

Not only has Uncle Belgano retired. Among the others are Dei Rou, Serenalis, and Regina. I will be part of a new group of four. Quite thankfully, they are my friends — those whom I've spent my entire childhood with. Bran, Alana, Becca, and Rav Conas.

And for the morning of our departure, I conclude my first entry.

With that last sentence, Lura closed her diary, looking up. The refreshing morning light of the sun greatly patted the fields beyond Tipa. A warm breeze brought the reassurance of hope. Lura closed her eyes briefly, feeling the calm air of dawn.

"Good morning, Lura," came the voice of a young male Clavat.

Opening her eyes, she saw Bran standing a few feet away from her. He was the son of the blacksmith Uncle Belgano, but they were not related. His pumpkin brown hair silently swayed to the rhythm of the breeze. A calm, welcoming smile was drawn on his face.

Lura nodded gracefully in acknowledgement. "You too, Bran."

"We're just about ready to leave. You're coming along, aren't you?"

She smiled. "Of course, I am."

Bran grinned in return. But before he could say anything else, a female Selkie with an ever-hyper manner tackled him from behind. The two crumpled to the ground. Here was Alana, the daughter of the rancher Dei Rou, and she never lost her vigor of life.

"C'mon, Bran! We're all getting impatient!" Alana looked up at Lura. "You too, Lura!"

Lura felt something falter inside of her, and she suddenly felt saddened. That feeling passed, however, like a gust of wind. She grinned and nodded, hopping onto the ground, setting her diary carefully into her knapsack. Bran was hurried away, due to Alana's outgoing excitement. Tailing yards behind, Lura started to follow.

"Lura, child! Wait!" Her mother came rushing outside, carrying a large basket of striped apples, gourd potatoes, and bannocks. She hurriedly handed it to her. "Here! Something for the road ahead. Be sure to restock at every chance you get."

Struggling to keep the basket from falling, Lura nodded and walked away. Her adventure had just begun.

Pike: This adventure is just beginning!

Mindie: So, this really isn't a fic, is it?

Pike: Well, yes and no. It's still based off FFCC, but not in chapter form -

Mindie: -rolls eyes- Well, let's hope you don't choke like always

Pike: Hey! I finished my other two fics!

Mindie: That's not what I meant…

Pike: …?

Mindie: -crosses arms- Who just realized that he had to add an episode before this one and had to screw up this one's intro?

Pike: I think it was a very good thing for me to restart the game then, eh? -

Mindie: Yes, it was XP

Pike: Wha?

Mindie: -rolls eyes- Wow, you really can't argue back, can you… Closing time! Tune in next time, folks! -tunes out-

Saving… Game saved.