Life after Death
Chapter 8: Flare and Doomsday
LLL
A/N: WOOO! CHAPTER 8! Anywho, I would like to give a big hug to Beastiewolf/HUGS/ She made a really pretty picture of Loki! I shall post it on my website, as soon as I get up and do it! (It may take a while…My space hates me… . )
Loki: Malevalla would like to apologize for the lack of updates, but she's too busy swooning over Beastie's art and sexy pictures of Black Mage (from 8 bit theater Manga). Though the pictures of BM ARE really sexy….
Lilly: Yep! Everyone has to love girly pictures of black mages!
Ryoko: Shut up Lilly…-.-;;
Malevalla: Ryoko has finally joined the role of a main character!
Ryoko: Go MEEE!
All: -.-;;;
Disclaimer: The only thing Malevalla owns is Loki, Lilly, Ryoko, and any other original characters she ended up dumping in this fanfic…And we all feel very sorry for her pain!
LLL
I thought about what Vee had said at breakfast. I had been busy trying to vanquish the mashed potatoes, (I swear, they jumped at me! They wanted to KILL ME! Okay, so I exaggerate…) and hadn't really been paying attention.
"In order to bring Dad and the others back, we need to destroy the Iifa Tree!" His words rung in my ears with an unknown purpose. It was no big deal really. So, we have to kill a tree. Lilly would spend the next hour crying over it, (damned tree hugger…) but I couldn't care less about her.
"Tam will be there…H-he'll try to stop us from destroying the tree…" Oh goody! Now I can finally extract my revenge on that cold-hearted freak! Wait…if Tam was going to be there…then that meant Kuja would be there…uh-oh!
"SHIT!" I yelled, the full situation finally dawning on me. I shouted off several more curses, not quite sure what I was hearing. Ryoko had dived over to Vee, and covered his ears with her hands. Lilly stared at me like I was insane, which I might have been.
"Why didn't anyone TELL me we had to fight Kuja!" I shouted, throwing my hands into the air in exasperation.
"WE DID!" Ryoko and Lilly replied in unison, glaring fiery death at me. I glared an equally ticked off look at them, and stalked out of the room.
I wondered down the long hallways of the castle, not even paying attention to where I was walking. "Stop right there Miss. This is a restricted area!" A guard blocked my way, stopping me from going through the door with the pole arm he carried.
"Huh? I looked over the weapon to the hall it blocked. "Oh, sorry," I turned away and walked out into the lobby-like room. Another hall led to the airship dock. I reached into the pocket of my pants, pulling out the hammer I had used to battle Tam with. It was badly broken, and I winced at the split metal head. Cinna was going to kill me…
I walked passed the airship dock to the air cabs. I'd go buy a new weapon, and then go see if any of the old Tantalus crew were in town. Even though Baku disbanded the infamous group, Blank and the others still gathered in Lindblum for raids of their own. I smiled at the thought of stealing something from some unsuspecting victim!
The cab finally pulled up into the Business District. The mechanical doors slid open with a loud "thunk." I stepped out of the terminal and into the busy streets of late morning Lindblum.
I had learned to ignore the crowds long ago, and made it to the weapon shop. The display of weapons and armor were spectacular, but I wasn't impressed. I had seen them thousands of times before.
"Hey there!" The shop owner greeted, waving me over. "You said last time you wanted an interestin' weapon, right?" I nodded my head. It was true. I refused to by the normal staves of swords most used. I wanted to be randomly defiant, and I wanted a weapon that said just that!
The shop keeper got a strange look in his eyes, like he had just hooked a huge fish, and signaled me to come closer. "So what do you have?" I asked uncaring.
"Prettiest things they are!" He began, reaching below the counter. "Got them in this morning! Can't trust just anyone with them!" He brought up a bundle or white silk in a vaguely circular shape. He unfolded the cloth, revealing two, semicircle blades.
"Sickles!" I stated, looking at the weapons. There were two of them, a pair that matched perfectly. They were crafted with skill and care, the silvery color gleaming what appeared to be a red color.
"Yep! Won't find these in just any store! The were made with black magic fire, the best kind! Firaja or something like that!" He smiled, knowing that I wanted these weapons from the look of awe I knew I had on my face.
"Firaga?" I questioned, picking up one of the blades and feeling the thin edge. Blood trickled down the blade, my own blood, and my finger stung. I smiled to myself, pleased with its quality.
"Yeah, that's it! Hey, no blood on the merchandise unless you're buying!" He watched the blood flow down it, his words almost like growls of a wild dog.
"Don't worry, I'm buying!" I proclaimed, taking the white silk and cleaning the blood from my weapon.
"Oh…So you gonna pay for it or what?"
"Yep, this time!" I reached into my pocket, drawing out the bag of Gil. "How much?"
"Ten thousand," The shop owner replied gruffly, thrusting two sheaths for the matching weapons on the table. "Each," He added, watching me pull coins out of the pouch. I glared on him, and continued counting out coins.
It was worth it.
A hooked the sheaths to my belt, and sheathed my new weapons. I decided on names for them right then and there. Flare and Doomsday. They were, obviously, named after Vivi's most powerful spells. The names were fitting though, or at least they were to me.
Now, all I had to do was test them out.
On my ride to the Theater District, I wondered if Blank would be willing to test his weapon against mine. I smiled to myself, a look of mischief, knowing for a fact that Blank couldn't win!
LLL
A/N: I SWEAR, plot coming soon! (Chapter ten, I promise!)
Loki: Now, let's see if she lives up to that promise!
Malevalla: Grrr…