Note: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BUT THREE OF THE MAIN CHARACTERS, AND THE FIRST CHAPTER PLOT. MY BOYFRIEND THOUGHT UP GARY! FINAL FANTASY IS OWNED BY SQUARE ENIX!!

Siya- Black Mage

Honjo- Red Mage

Zaine- Fighter

Gary- Fighter

They landed on pavement. "Is everyone okay?" Zaine asked, concern.

"I'm alright." Honjo groaned.

"Same here."

"I'm hot! Why is it so hot?" Siya complained.

"Well, you're wearing a black robe over your face, and you have a hat on." Gary guessed.

"Hey! You can't be a fighter! I'm the fighter!" Zaine yelled at Gary.

"Who says that I can't be? Huh? I can be whatever I choose, so I happened to have chosen a fighter. Big deal."

Suddenly, a group of imps surrounded them. They guessed that they wanted a fight, considering that one of them tried cutting Siya with its small knife. Siya dodged it easily and screamed- "Magic! Appear!" But nothing happened. "Abra Kadabra? Shazam! Woosh!" Still nothing. Siya was so busy yelling, that an imp was able to cut her. "Ow!" She punched the imp multiple times.

The others were doing what Siya was doing- punching the imps to death. Sometimes they would forget which imps were dead and which were alive still. Honjo, being the offspring of a thief, pick-pocketed them after they were sure that the imps were dead. He picked up some gold coins. "Holey crap, gold!"

"Hey, where did all this money come from?" Siya held up a little over three hundred gold coins.

"Holey crap!" Honjo stared in awe.

"We're in a village, lets see if we can find someplace to buy weapons and armor." Zaine suggested.

"It looks like we already have armor." Gary noticed.

"Well, it wouldn't hurt to get stronger armor. This suit looks like hide. Besides, Honjo and Siya would need better armor anyway."

"Well, where would a shop selling weapons and armor be?"

"Well, I see a building that has a sign with a painting of a shield." Siya noticed.

"That must be where we can buy armor." Honjo guessed.

"Thanks for saying the obvious, smart ass." Gary argued.

"Well excuse me, junior!" Gary didn't like that nickname.

"I'll hurt you so badly…!"

"Don't hurt anyone until we get weapons!" Zaine screamed.

"Yeah, you would be the one who would try to stop a fight, little girl." Gary said.

"What was that? Hey wait, where's Siya?" He looked around.

"Hi…" Siya came out of the armor shop. "They only had one thing for me- a pathetic piece of cloth. I'm going to die of dehydration at this rate." She put the cloth over her robe.

"It was pretty expansive for just one piece of cloth, ten coins, so I'm guessing gold is common here. Oh, and actually, it's called "gil" here."

"What do they have for us?"

"Chain-mail. Literally, it's a shirt made of chains for eighty."

"Okay, so three chains and one cloth would be two-fifty. How much do we have?"

"Well, after buying my cloth, three hundred seven."

"Great!"

They all went in together this time, and the employee jumped on the front desk.

"You are the light warriors?"

"Uh, yeah."

"The heavens answered our prayers!"

"You have any idea what he's talking about?" Whispered Honjo.

"No. I'm an atheist. I believe in whatever's in front of me." Zaine quietly answered.

"Can I offer you chain-mail? It's the best armor around for miles!"

"Yes, three of them please."

"Okay, that's two-forty."

"May we get a hero's discount, by chance?" Gary asked rudely.

"No. Pay for it or leave."

"Alright, whatever."

"Okay, that's sixty-seven left. Let's go look for the weapon shop."

"'Found it." Siya was carrying three swords and a knife. "The swords were only ten, and the knife was five gil."

"Okay, great, but, who says that YOU get to be in charge of the money? We should split it!"

She handed them the swords. "How do we split thirty-two four ways?

"Eight gold coins each." Zaine said

"Which will get us nothing." Honjo complained.

"Excuse me, but do you know where we could learn magic?" Siya asked a stranger."

"Quit running off without us!" Zaine yelled.

"Yeah. There's actually a magic shop north from here. Two actually: one for healing, and one for fighting. It's really expensive, though."

"How expensive."

"Well, the cheapest healing spell is about five hundred, where the cheapest fighting is about eight hundred." (Author: I'm just guessing. This is based on the original game. I remember magic = expensive.)

"Which means that we're in for a LOT of fighting. But, why doesn't anything come into the city?"

"How am I supposed to know? I'm just a dancer! Would you like to see?"

"No thanks, we're busy. Thanks for your help!"

And so, they fought Imps, and horses they would call "Madpony's," because they always seem mad and looking for a fight. "Why does horses carry money anyway?" Siya asked. They all worked hard, but alas, they a lot of their earnings on sleeping at an Inn. But eventually, Honjo learned "Heal," a healing magic that heals you slightly. I know, amazing. It took them a week and a half to actually have the money for Honjo and Siya too know how to burn things. How they survive, that, I do not know.