ADVENTURES OF TIFA AND ZELL- PROLOUGE
The old, frail Yuna lay groaning on her deathbed. She turned to the young white mage that had been tending to her every need. "Young one", Yuna sighed. "Yes, lady yuna?" "Pass me my staff, young one". "You're….. Staff? You mean… your summoning staff?". " What other staff is there!" The young mage rolled her eyes and handed yuna her staff. The old woman struggled to hold it- for her, it was too heavy. It was hard to believe she had once saved the world- twice. "If you don't mind me asking, lady yuna, ….. what do you want it for?" the white mage asked. "They say", Yuna began, "that after seventy years…. Yevon is reforming. And, I am well past my days of summoning and sphere- hunting". Her bony, withered fingers grasped the staff tight. "So, I will use all the power I, and this staff, have left… To bring forth heroes from time and space- that is all I can do". "Lady Yuna!... I don't think….", the mage began- but it was too late. The stubborn old woman had already released all the power she had left, and was searching time and space for two worthy heroes. And, eventually she found them. An eerie glow began to emit from her staff….. and in a flash, two young, strong figures stood at the end of the room. A girl with long, black hair and wearing a white tank-top stood tall, next to a man with blonde, spiky hair and a strange tattoo on his face. They looked around the room, confused. Yuna dropped the staff, head tilted to one side. Her life-support machine began to bleep. "Lady Yuna!", the white mage cried, readying her hands to use a cure spell. "No." Yuna groaned- barely an ounce of life in her. " Heroes…… must save…….. Spira from….. ungh…". And, she died. No cure spell could heal her now. " Lady Yuna- NOOOOOOO!", the white mage sobbed.
Later……
At the funeral, a small group of people stood in a circle around a single grave. Including the white mage and the two heroes, who had revealed their names; Tifa and Zell. They came from different worlds- and were still slightly confused by what had occurred, but accepted the dead woman's wish- they would save Spira from Yevon. At the end of the ceremony, the white mage walked over to them. " I believe we have not yet been properly introduced", She began, "I am Dominique". "Nice to meetcha", Zell smiled. "It is such a shame- the lady brought us here…. Knowing it would rob her of her life", Tifa sighed, wiping a few tears. "Where are we, anyway?" "Zanarkand", Dominique replied, " it was Lady Yuna's wish she was buried here". Zell looked around, " Nice place", he said, "so… what about this quest?" "Let us rest now," Dominique sighed, "I'll fill you in tomorrow morning".
Note: This is a kinda long intro to the series I'm starting, hope you enjoyed it! Chapter 2… coming soon! Please review!