Chapter One:
Lifeless
A/N Welcome to my second story, it's based on Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles. So Enjoy!
Story: Someone made the Miasma go haywire, Killing the entire earth, yet only four people survived, will they work together? Or go insane.
Disclaimer –I don't own Nintendo or Square-Enix...
Waves, Waves of Poison engulfed the defenseless earth. No one was held responsible none were blamed, Remaining people prayed for life as the clouds of Miasma ran up to Tipa. Yet, one child hugged the Mighty crystal for survival, coughing ender his scratchy breath he told anyone around him to stay close to the crystal. But with this new miasma surrounding the world, even the biggest one, could not save man-kind.
Tetsuya watched as the poison ripped off his Clavat family's flesh. This scaring image made his body want to break down and faint, holding the crystal harder, with a vortex of miasma circling the few people left on earth, he had a horrible nightmare and didn't want to wake up to the rotten village...
While grasping the Crystal, the razor ends of the rock cut open his tender Alchemist hands the blood tear down the glowing blue shelter, the ab-normal blue morphed red. Manipulating the poisonous gas sustaining around the decayed Village, only so much of the re-born crystal curtain protected a lesser area but enough to spare Tetsuya's life.
His curious eye's looked around the town, Trees were bare to the branches, and Houses lifted off the ground into a black hole. The environment on earth was not acceptable, Tornadoes of venom ripped through out the world –tidal waves of hazardous water overflowed the land, Miasma streams broke loose and fired into the open sky.
A dust storm kicked up, it blinded Tetsuya as he filled up with tiredness. Passing out cold he laid on the purple ground the fumes got to his head and he started to hallucinate while sleeping. Earth was already infected but human could cope, with granted power of Myrrh droplets to rejuvenate the crystal shards, chalices were the only source of life, but with a lesser volume of clean air to breath. This plague was different however was much more severe you could see the miasma it darkened the skies and ground, nothing with in its path could survive.
The poison dissolves the land to its bones, a wasteland of death. This fantasy is close to final.
Some how explosions blew off around the fainted boy, the Miasma is flammable, it must of hit a bomb crate, fires combusted after burning what ever ruins left. A crowd of Cyclones raced up to the crystal, swinging around it glide in the middle. The cyclones simultaneously broke apart from each other dancing out in every direction.
Who knew that this would happen, someone must have been a madman to start this. The moon watched as its counterpart die slowly, Meteors were attracted to the bleak world smashing up the land like glass rearranging the continental order causing earth-quakes. The abyss was the centre point of this event, go figure.
If only they knew this would happen sooner or later, man-kind could have done something like an investigation. But a scarce amount of water, food and life still exists, in the background, someone cast 'Cure' on the Unconscious boy, then flew away before regaining strength to breath.
The flutter on angle feathers flipped onto the ground.
"Uggh" Tetsuya aching blue eye's opened, lifting himself off the muddy ground his light brown hair repelled from the wind, "Where am I?" The sicken sun shown from the clouds in rays –revealing a mutated island dripping with new genetic life. "Lynari? Kilanda, yeah theirs a mountain in the middle" The landscape of 'Kilanda' changed drastically, a forest grew all over and the ocean swallow to a big lake, this was not once the land he dwelled on. Birds sang peacefully, almost like nothing happened. Tetsuya raised one eyebrow while staring into space "Maybe, some beings survived? That's means someone else could be somewhere on this island probably like me, confused and shocked" He rubbed his bruised arm while limping towards the vacant beach. Sitting down he looked out into the horizon. "Who started this Plague?" He scathed his forehead. Cracking his fingers he spotted something on his hand –then freaked out.
END
Hope you liked Chapter one, I'm having a case of Writer's block right now. Anyways G'day!
-Viral Mutation