Disclaimer
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Author's Note's
My first Final Fantasy fanfiction, and it's an A.U. Yuri story about Fran and Penelo. well usual warning's. Rated T for light Sexual Theme's, Fantasy Violence, and some Nudity.
Summery
When Penelo is banished from Rabanaster and get's into some trouble in Giza Plain's a certain Viera come's to her rescue.
First in the Final Fantasy Saga. Moderate Ooc.
* * * * *Two Years Later* * * * *
Cerobi Steppe, endless plain's of grass with a view of the ocean to die for. But scenery was the last thing on Fran's mind, the two dozen Bangaa theif's that were attacking her was the fore-front of her thinking. She fired arrow after arrow into the enemy bangaa rank's but they just kept coming. When all hope seemed lost an arrow out of nowhere pinned the lead bangaa's head to a nearby tree. Suddenly the bangaa split, screaming about a bow weilding spirit. Keeping her guard up despite her depleting supply of arrow's. She spotted movement in the bush's twenty feet to her left, Whatever it was was getting closer. Ten feet, Five feet, Three, then a woman, her face smeared with green moss that made her nearly invisible at long range, steped out of the bush's ten feet to the right of where Fran thought she was. She adjusted her aim but the blond woman already had her dead to right's. A curious look crossed the blond's muddy face. "I know you." She said as she lessend tension on the bow. "Fran?" The Viera didn't lower her guard one bit. "You seem to know my name," She said. "But i don't seem to remember you'r... face." The blond smiled. She put her arrow back into the quiver on her back and wiped the mud off her face with her torn sleeve. As her face became visible distaint bell's rang in the back of Fran's memory. "Penelo?" The blond smiled again and noddded. "You look good." She said. Fran assesed the young blond's attire. Her cloath's were torn and barrly holding on her thin frame, which was all finely honed muscle. Her blond hair hung in a braid down to her waist. Her padded leather boot's were almost worn away. "You look like you've been through it." She said. "How long have you been out here?" Penelo looked off into the distance. "Well the day after we arived in Jaharra i met a sky pirate named Balthire who was headed to Balfonhime, i hitched a ride and came out here the next day," She said. "Been on the hunt ever sence." "That was two year's ago," Fran said. "You'r telling me you spent two year's hunting the same mark?" Penelo nodded. "It's a living," She said. "And i enjoy it out here. Make's me feel alive." "What's the hunt?" Fran asked. "Vyraal" Penelo said. "It's a Wyrm that has been giving traveler's, namely the Viera that hired me, a hard time. Stealing their gear and what-not. Make's for very dicey buissness between trader's and Balfonhime." "I'll help." Fran said. Penelo looked at her quiver. "You seem to be a little light on supply's," She said. "Don't fire unless absolutely nessesary." Fran nodded then Penelo cocked her head to one side. Just then an almost inaudible sound reached Fran's ear's. Penelo nearly disappeared as soon as she entered the tall grass. Fran followed Penelo as best she could but she lost sight on the blond. She slowly crept forward, keeping all of her sence's tuned to the slightest sight, sound or smell. So she nearly yelped when Penelo's hand grabed her wrist and pulled her into a crouch. The blond crept forward on all four's, Fran right beside her. She pulled her bow off her back and notched an arrow. She pulled it back and aimed at the Mark's neck. She let fly and the arrow hit a point no bigger than the width of two of Fran's finger's where a scale had been lost, and at a range of two thousand feet. The Mark screamed and fell dead to the ground. A smile of self satisfaction spread across Penelo's lip's. "Perfect Shot." Fran said in awe. "How did you know that scale was gone?" Penelo held up the missing scale. "That was my first encounter with him a year and a half ago," She said. "Now i want the rest of him." She sprinted the two thousand feet and skined the Wyrm in the time it took Fran to get to it. Penelo packed the hide in her pack and looked at Fran "What?" she asked. "Trader's will give quality grade gear for a single inch of Wyrm hide." "I think you should get cleaned up." Fran said. "Wyrm blood is hard to remove, and i don't think you want to be fragraint when you tell your contact that you've killed Vyraal." Penelo blushed. "You're right." She said. "I'm kinda hungry too, there's a spring not to far from here. I'll bathe then we can hunt down that flock of Cocatrice i spoted yesterday." "I figured we could go to the Whitecap Inn, hot shower, hot food, silken bed sheet's." Fran said. "Maybe even buy you some clothe's that arn't in tater's." Penelo looked down at her outfit and blushed, she had been so focused on Vyraal that she hadn't noticed the state of what she was wairing. She was nearly indecent. "Yeah," She said. "Maybe you're right." They started out across Cerobi Steepe toward Balfonhime. As Penelo regaled her on the last two year's Fran found her eye's wandering over the blond's body. Taking in the sight of her shapely leg's, flowing up to a firm well shaped rear end. Firmly toned abdomen, the swell of her slightly small breast's. The light smile on her soft lip's made Fran's heart skip a beat. 'God's she's gorgeous.' "...and then i heard a scrap and came looking, i think you know the rest." Penelo finished, none the wiser that Fran had been ogling her. "Oh, we're here." The sight of Balfonhime hadn't changed a bit since Fran had last been here. Fran bought Penelo some clothe's from a local street vendor and booked a room at the Inn. Penelo took the clothe's and steped into the shower room. "I won't be to long." She said and closed the door. Soon the sound of running water was heard as well as humming. Fran momentarily wondered what Penelo looked like without her clothe's but instead started doing her exercise. The life she lead needed her to be fit, fast and limber.
End of Chapter Two.
Authors Note's
I Appologise for any and all Typo's found in this Fic. (I Know there are Many) Please Leave a Review, i don't accept Flame's but will gratiously accept Input to better my writing. once again, Please Reveiw.
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