Drifters
Summon Rings: A special ring made in Ivalice, only the strongest can wield them.
Record 04: ENDS
Inside the strange white endless hall, there are many doors. None of those doors can open, not anymore. The hall seems to have no end. However, at a certain point you meet a man, he is tall and blond, wearing a white suit and black rimmed glasses. He will be smoking a cigarette and reading a newspaper. If you meet his expectations then you'll become a pawn in his game, hopefully one that can win the game.
A Drifter.
The man, known as ACCESS, was currently reading his newspaper. Some of the articles were about a certain group Drifters who saved a small village. That brought a smile to his face; it would seem that this batch had good potential to win against them.
ACCESS could hear footsteps coming from the other end of the hall. There were only two things that could come from that direction. A hero from another world could come from that direction, ACCESS would have to look at their file and see if they had a chance at survival.
The other however…
The footsteps got closer ACCESS saw a woman. The woman was wearing all black. She had a one piece black dress and brown boots with black and white stripe stockings. The woman had pale skin and long black hair. The irises in her eyes were pure black and she had a visitor pass hanging around her neck. The entire hall was pitch black behind her, there was only one person who could do that.
"You're still trying those useless efforts ACCESS?" the woman asked sweetly.
The woman got closer to ACCESS desk, as she took each step the pitch darkness swallowed everything behind her. She stopped in front of his desk, the only thing stopping the darkness from spreading any further was ACCESS.
"No matter how hard you try," the woman leaned forward. "No matter how many Drifters you send. Everything is futile.
"Go away EASY." ACCESS ignored the woman and focused back on his newspaper. "Our wrongdoings must be amended."
"You can never succeed," EASY sneered. "I already won."
"Leave EASY." ACCESS ordered, "I will not let you do as you please, you pitiful woman."
"You're the only pitiful one ACCESS!" EASY countered. "Try to beat me if you can."
ACCESS looked down at his newspaper. The articles were starting to change. The articles changed twice a day, once in the morning and once in late afternoon. He read the first article. [Dark Sovereign begins her conquest in the North.]
"It's impossible for your Drifters to defeat my ENDS."
x-x
In the continent of Skyra there are four kingdoms ruling each corner. The North kingdom was called Carneades, the East kingdom is called Gandal, the West kingdom is called Mitragyna, and the South kingdom is called Orte. Each of these kingdoms has a responsibility to keep order in the continent. However over time there have been wars waged between the kingdoms of Orte and Gandal. The war has been going for 10 years. This left the kingdoms of Mitragyna and Carneades to stay neutral with the larger kingdoms.
The kingdom of Carneades is known heavily for its mines full of crystals; out of all four kingdoms Carneades has the most crystals. These crystals are used in everyday things, such as cooking to sailing, even the storage of fresh meats.
However now there has been trouble coming from the north. An army has gathered, and it was said that the army was lead by a young girl.
Now the soldiers of Carneades have been gathering weapons and magic to defend against the incoming army. Inside the city walls there was a small group of men and women dressed in white, they each had a white and silver-green jackets, a white scarf with the insignia of three wings in ascending order. These uniforms told others about their organization, the Octobrist.
"You want me to what!" A man wearing silver armor yelled, the helm completely hiding his face muffled the words but they knew what he meant. "You want me to give my soldiers to a Drifter of all people!"
"Yes," another man replied. This man was wearing the Octobrist uniform; he wore a white feather on his beret. "That Drifter has more experience than you in the battle field."
"Bullshit!" the general cursed, "I will be the one to lead my men. There will be no other."
"Have it your way."
The man in the Octobrist uniform walked away from the man in armor. On his way down the long stars that lead back to the first floor of the tower he heard some soldiers whisper.
"I don't know why these Octobrists are so afraid of." One soldier whispered to another.
"Yeah, this wall has defended Carneades for decades, no matter how many monsters there are they can't take her down."
'Fools,' the man thought to himself. 'This wall wouldn't hold for one day.'
The man ignored any other men who were talking about him and his organization. He had to think of some other plan before they get here.
'I have to convince him to lead this army, if not then this kingdom is doomed.'
"Master," the man heard a magical transmission coming in. it must be from her apprentice "This is Olmine, please come in"
The man took out a crystal ball and began to channel his magic to establish a connection.
"What's wrong Olmine?"
"I call to report that those three have defended the village from the Orte kingdom. I will take them to your location at once."
"It's too late, don't bring them and don't try to come here."
"Master, then…"
"Yes, it has begun."
"Please be careful master."
Once the man reached the last door on the first floor he turned the knob to find two people sitting on the crates. One was a man in full dark gray armor. The back of his cape showed an elaborate crest of a royal family. The man's horned helm made it impossible to see his face. The other was a young woman in her early twenties; she had a one piece pink dress and a red jacket. Her braided ponytail was held together by a pink ribbon.
"What are you going to do now, Scopio?" the man asked.
"I don't know, it's too late for this kingdom. They will arrive soon." The Octobrist, Scopio answered. "For now we must plan your escape."
"What will happen to this country's citizens?" the woman asked.
"Most of its citizens have evacuated the kingdom; the king did listen to my suggestions and asked political asylum for his people and his family." Scopio explained. "Now, it's our turn to escape."
"Mas.. th... …ne" There was an incoming transmission, however, there was some interference. "C… …er me?"
"A magical Transmission block?" Scopio cursed. "We're too late!"
"They have come, master."
x-x
Far into the north an army of soldiers covered in black armor from head to toe. The soldiers who didn't have their faces covered had monstrous features. From scales to fur, even some who had a third eye. Leading this army was a girl who had a black cloak on, the cloak hid her face from view. Her four soldiers' behind her had the same black cloak with their faces hidden as well.
A raven flew into the sky, calling anyone who would listen to its words.
"The Royal March is coming!" The raven shook its wings, "Those who are scorned by Norms follow us."
"Hail the Dark Sovereign!" the soldiers shouted.
"Follow us to the journey to destroy the world!" The Raven continued.
The black armored army arrived at the North wall of Carneades. The entire army looked up and saw that the soldiers were ready to fight. All of the soldiers had their bow and arrows ready. Even some royal magicians had their spell books in their hand. They looked ready to die to defend their home from the black army.
Pointless.
"How far is you hatred of Norms, child?" One voice caught the Sovereign ears. "How far is your hatred for Drifters?"
A single man stood out from the armored soldiers. The man's white beret and red feather held in place his strands of hair. The girl looked at the man with interest. She heard of this group who worked with Drifters, men who wore all white. However the sooner she put out the fires of resistance the better. She had to shatter the order of this world to rebuild it for those who have been shunned by the Norms.
"They are about to commence the attack." One soldier shouted, probably their general. "Archers, magicians get ready."
The cloaked girl lifted her hand and pointed at the wall full of soldiers. "Kill them…"
At the sound of her soft voice the entire army moved forward. Swords, spears, and lances ready to fight.
"Fire!" several archers shouted as a rain of arrow flew at the cloaked girl.
"Buch der Dunkelheit" the girl whispered.
One of the four cloaked figures stepped in front of the girl and pulled out a book. The book was brown with a gold Belkan cross at the center. Deep crimson eyes looked down at the book. The book's pages flipped on their own until it landed on a specific page. Underneath her feet was a black Belkan magic sigil.
"Steel Yoke," the woman called out.
Several pillars of dark energy erected from the ground and created a shield for the black army. All before a single arrow made it to the ground. All the arrows bounced off the wall and landed on the ground. The dark soldiers cheered as the soldiers on top of the wall looked in astonishment and fear. The mages fired powerful lightning spells to destroy the wall of magic that the enemy summoned.
"Seeker of Life." The girl called out
Another cloaked figure stepped forward. This figure also had the proportions of a woman. The woman held her hand high and summoned a gold and silver staff. The staff's head had two golden pointed edges that gave it the look of a vertical crescent moon. On top there was a large purple orb and a silver plate on top of it. The metallic staff glimmered in the light.
"Disappear from my sight." The woman said emotionlessly. "Thunder Rage."
A purple magic circle appeared under the woman's feet. The circle had almost a regal writing with concentric rings and squares inscribed in it. At the corners of each ring are the small Greek letters pi, delta, omega and nu. The woman pointed the head of her staff and fired a powerful purple lightning spell. The spells clash but instantly the purple lightning overtook the court magicians' magic.
The spell crashed at the wall and electrified several soldiers who were in its path.
"SOLDIER 1st Class. Defender of the Kingdom."
The last two figures sprinted forward towards and lead the army towards the gate on the east and the west. The cloaked figure that took group towards the east gate started to bleed, he then vomited blood. One of the soldiers was about to see if the man was alright but he waved his hand dismissively. The man extended his hand and the blood that was on the ground rose up and whirled around the man's gloved hand. A double edged sword formed by the blood the man spilled rested in his hand.
The man sprinted faster as he arrived at the gate; he jumped higher up as high as the gate. The moment the he reached the peak and swung his newly formed sword down. The sword created a massive shockwave that went through the door. The second the man landed the gate fell apart, cut to pieces. The rest of his men knew that it was time to invade from the inside.
"Out of the way." The man said, he didn't sound older than twenty.
The man let his sword rest on his shoulder as he held out his left hand. A bright fire with dark energy mixed together at the palm of his hand. He pointed the ball of fire towards the group of soldiers who were trying to run away.
"Hell Firaga."
The ball of fire flew at a rapid speed. The soldiers didn't have time to react and burned instantly from the dark flames.
"Kill everyone you see, the Sovereign's orders." The man ordered.
On the other side the second man pull out his massive sword on his back. Bright orange fire engulfed the blade. The man swung down, the fire followed and grew in an arc. A massive fire destroyed everything in its path; even the stone buildings that were close were turned to rubble. At once men in black armor stormed inside the kingdom. They were free to do as they please.
The cloaked figure slashed his way through all the soldiers. Arrows were sliced in half. Soldiers were beheaded left and right.
"What are you waiting for?" The figure roared. "Go and take this kingdom for the Sovereign!"
The soldiers began to move from where they stood. They knew that these figures, their commanders, were powerful, they alone could take the kingdom if they wanted to. They really didn't need their help but orders were orders.
x-x
Scopio looked at the battle field; the soldiers from Carneades were being slaughtered. The cloaked figures were too strong for normal Norms. He heard a roar and looked at the sky. Three dragons were flying around the entire kingdom. They were slowly being surrounded. He started to run downstairs where the Drifters were located.
"This is the end for this kingdom." Scopio shook his head. "No matter what the Drifters must be…."
A loud ringing passed through the air. All the cloaked figures and the Octobrists looked at the sky. A stone gate opened, white light could be seen inside of the gate. A man in his late forties, early fifties came falling out of the gate. The man had a black suit with a light green button-up shirt. He had long black hair with green and gray tints. On his back, hidden mostly by his hair, was a katana with an emerald green hilt.
The man landed on top of one of the towers with his eyes closed.
"Which side is he on?" Scopio wondered. He could be the one who could change the outcome of the other Drifters.
x-x
On ACCESS' computer screen there was information about a person…
AB255-0925
Varick (Vicious) Stratos
Clan INFAMOUS Ex-Enforcer
Age: 48
DOB: AB0207-0519
Blood: B
Home world: Ivalice
Weapons: Ame-no-Murakumo, Titan summon ring
Contract approved….
Record 04 End. Record 05 holds period ****-**** 0245 hours, Stand by Ready…