Fourth chapter of this fanfic. I hope anyone will at least fav or follow this fanfic. I know this at least has a plot compare to one popular fanfic I have done (you know if you guys faved it.) Or at least review it and give some ideas for me. I think two chapters will have a song from the Lion King (Be Prepare) and Garland will be singing it. Hope at least a review will come and give out a positive effect not a negative one saying get out.
Chatacters (C) Square-Enix
Plot (c) Disney

Morning has arrived for the two boys. Light, being the first one up, stretched out his muscles to make them relax. Firion got up a few minutes after the prince. He looked to see his and Light's shirt and pants wrinkled from the blanket he brought. Putting the item away, he saw the prince meditating during his little gathering.

"Hey Light." Firion asked, seeing one blue eye looking at him. "Uhh...how old are you by the way?"

"Firion. If I'm a girl, you won't go asking someone their age. By the way, I'm only twelve."

"Sorry, one of my weaknesses is being shy around women. It's hard to talk to Maria and Hilda! Sorry, you think I'm now lame."

Light saw Firion kneeing to the wooden floor and sulking in the corner. He looked outside to see a few soldiers from the castle and warriors from the Wild Roses. Firion saw it as well before discovering a secret path from under the bed. Light follow the other boy out off the house and into the Land of Discord, Light's uncle territory.

Most of the land was burn to the ground due to the volcano near by. Lava travels down like the river back home. Ashes filled the air that can destroy someone's lungs. Each small step Light takes, the dust kicks into the air, filling it more to harmful items. The people weren't friendly as well. Most of them being the kingdom's most troubled criminals. Children are trained to use knifes to defends each other. A few can even use a sword at the age of ten! Many people in Cid's kingdom said that Discord is nothing but despair and death.

Firion walked behind the prince with the lava heating up the air, making the temperature rise drastically; enough to kill a person. But they do live through the harsh winter due to the lava. Light looked around before seeing a teen with long silver hair looking at them. Green eyes stunned Firion out of his wits and in fear.

"What made you two come here?" The teen asked, seeing the prince drawing his short sword. "A fight?"

"Just for defense." Light said to defend himself

"Smart kid. Anyway, we got you two plus those two from that dumb Wild Rose group. Man...why do me and Mateus got the odd ones in the group?"

"Two from the Wild Rose?" Firion looked up to the teen. "I'm from the same group. What make you have the rights for back mouthing my group?!"

"Great, three from that stupid group. And who's your friend?"

"Uh...none of your business."

"Oh, that makes me want to know more. Mateus!"

This Mateus character came out from the ruined building. Long blond hair with a few beads hiding to match the cold stare from his grey eyes. Pale skin similar to the teen due to the lack of sunlight. He wore a robe instead a pair of leather armor set like the sliver haired one. Like the warriors hiding in the lands, he's a mage instead. Rather to fight in long range than close. Firion grabbed his daggers from his belt and get to his defensive position.

"Oh, these little shrimp?" Mateus laughed. "They should be rather interesting, right Sephiroth?"

"Sephiroth?" Light asked, looking at the silver haired teen. "You're Sephiroth."

"Correct." Sephiroth answered politely. "Maybe we should test these new bloods."

"New bloods?" Firion started to sweat because of the heat and his nervousness. "What does that mean?"

"That means we're going to test you. Win and we'll let go of your friends." Mateus winked at Sephiroth. "Lose and we keep you two as pets."

"Pets!? I don't work for anyone. Beside my adopted parents," Light coughed from the distance from Firion's sentence. "And the royal family..."

"Royal family?" Matues smirked. "You mean this swordsman is the prince?"

"He's not the prince! You think the prince would leave the comfort of his castle and come here?!"

"He might. The way your friend is acting so...emotionless like the prince...himself."

"Uhhhh..."

"Face it!" Sephiroth ordered Firion for a split second. "Your little friend here is the prince! Tell us, coward!"

"Uhm..."

"I am." Light answered so Firion could feel calm again.

"Oh, we got the prince of harmony in the lands of discord. Maybe we can get a hefty reward from the king and queen!"

Sephiroth, without warning, attacked Light with a quick swipe of his sword. The prince got up and defend all the attacks from the teen. As soon Firion tried to help his friend, Mateus hovered in front of him and casted fire to the warrior. Light spotted his friend wounded before getting another attack from Sephiroth. The two laughed to see the other two wounded for only ten minutes of fighting. Almost about to pass out, Light felt a surge of energy rushing into him thanks to Firion's magic healing him. White aura surrounded the two with their wounds and scars turning back to their normal state. Firion got up with a backflip and stretched out his muscles.

"Your ok?" Firion looked at the prince with a smile.

"What was that?" Light looked at his friend with an curious look.

"White magic. Minwu taught me a few spells before your mother trains me. Come on, we got a battle to win. But, here you go Light, protect and shell."

A vast of holy energy surged through the two's bodies to give them some defense against Mateus and Sephiroth. The silver haired teen attacked again, but Light blocked it using his shield his father gave him for his tenth birthday. Firion used his speed to trick Mateus is use his fire on Sephiroth.

"Would you stop hitting me with fireballs!?" Sephiroth argued to his comrade.

"I might if you weren't in the way!"

Light and Firion ran off to the east at running speed. Hiding from the two, the prince saw some blood dripping off from Firion's neck from the blade. Removing a bit of his shirt, he wrapped it around the wound so it wouldn't be an eye sore to him.

"Everything ok, Light?" Firion asked, seeing the wound covered. "Oh..."

"Better be more careful, Firion. I don't want to lose you so soon."

As soon Firion looked up, Mateus used an blizzard spell to in case the two friends in ice. Both got out a second before it was cast, causing the side of the building to be completely ice. Sephiroth summoned a meteor before someone destroyed it with a single blade. Both looked to see it was Scott and Minwu, looking for Firion. Soon two kids were free due to the ice destroying the building. Firion looked to see it was Maria and Leon, his friends and siblings.

"Maria! Leon!" Firion cupped his hands to create a megaphone for the two. "Get out of there, now!"

The two ran back to Scott. Light soon saw his father with the two teens, scaring the wits out of Sephiroth and Mateus. But why do they need to be punished? All they were doing is self defense. Light ran up to his father and watched it unfold.

"Why did you kidnapped Leon and Maria?" Cid asked, looking at them straight to the eyes. "Answer me at once!"

"Um...well, we just want some friends." Sephiroth lies, a lot. "Mom said making friends is a good way to be social."

"But kidnapping is wrong..." Firion said, which got some looks from the teen. "It's the truth."

"Anyway, return to your parents." Cid said, seeing the two leaving. "And Light." The prince gulped a bit. "We'll talk when we head home."

"So will we, Firion." Minwu said, looking at the boy.

The sun set for the party of six. Cid and Light returned home to see Cecil and Kain waiting for them. Cosmos saw her child heading to bed before Cid could actually talk to him. Firion went to his little tent next to Minwu's. The white mage saw an image next to the child. A man with long grey hair in a ponytail. Blue clothing with blue bracers. A multicolor bandana was wrapped around his neck. Blue pants with some slip on shoes. The man looked at the mage. Minwu recognized who the man is. It's Firion in the nearest future. Could it be the young one casting the image? He closed the tent and let Firion sleep.

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Firion: Oh great, she's crying!