The town was a peaceful one, filled with the laughter of children, and the hustle and bustle of people walking, running, and jogging to their jobs and homes. But, slowly, a gap began to open in the giant mob. And right in the middle, walking leisurely, was a man.
He was about 5 1/2 feet tall with strange armor on his shoulders, black sunglasses and a massive sword that was almost as large as he was.He seemed to be looking for something,somewhere, then he found what he was seeking.
The police station looked awfully run down compaired to the other buildings of the city, but that was because the city usually didn't have any crimes to worry about. But that was before the raiders showed up and began robbing and mugging people on the street.
The man walked into the building to find two old men playing cards at a tableone had a very large mustache and a ten gallon hat on,and the other was bald , had a beard, and large glasses."I hear you are looking for a bounty hunter." said the man with the swordin a monotonous voice, scaring both the old men half to death. "Yeah, but what makes you think you think you have what it takes?" The old man with the ten gallon hat and mustache, whose name was Bill,said without even looking at the man with the sword.
The young man gave no reply"Son, I'm talking to you." said Bill,now flustered, and not in a very good mood(as usual). The man still gave no response.Bill, now very angry, jumped up from his chair and spun around- only to be scared stiff when he saw the man with his own eyes."wha-wha-wha-" said Bill, now stammering and shaking ."W-well young-un...You certainly look capable, but can you really swing that massive sword?" " It's not just for show If that's what you mean." said the man taking the sword off his back and holding it upright."W-well yes! We do have need of a bounty hunter at this time." said Bill recovering his composure and just a little of his nerve now that he understood that the man wasn't here to kill him.
"The price is 8500 gil for these m-men." He then handed the man a piece of paper showing the bandits,the individual bandits,the prices on their heads and the price of all of them together."My...friends...will be arriving shortly to aid the hunt" With the word "hunt" A smirk came across the man's face that chilled Bill to the bone.
"B-By the way, I didn't c-catch your name."Bill asked A smirk came across the man's face yet again. "It's Strife, Cloud Strife."