Hello all.
I tried to find my original FF:A thread but it's gone, so I've made a new one in the hopes that maybe I'll get a better response this time round.
FF:A takes place as if none of the FF or KH story's ever took place, so I can mix everything up and mix up all the characters.
Anyway, here's the first chapter.
FINAL FANTASY:
AWAKENING
Chapter 1
The Dream
Zanarkand, a huge city surrounded by water. It had large buildings all cramped together. They were a dark purple colour, as were the bridges and most other things in the city. Thousands of people lived in this great metropolis, spending their days working or playing Blitzball, the city and the majority of the worlds favourite pastime.
One particular individual in the city was about to have his life changed forever.
Squall Leonheart was a normal young man of 19. He lived alone in a small house in the city.
Squall was asleep in his bedroom. He had short brown hair and brown eyes. He wore a black t-shirt, light brown pants and black shoes. His floor had dark red carpeting, the walls were a nice shade of crème, and his bed had jet black covers. Squall was moving around in his sleep. He was standing outside the blitzball stadium. It was night and the whole city was in chaos. Buildings were either on fire or collapsing, strange monsters littered the city and the sky’s above it and people were screaming and running in every direction. Suddenly, Squall noticed a man on a rooftop not far away from him. He had long grey hair and was wearing a long black cape. He was also carrying a long thin sword. The man saw him and smiled a horrible smile. He then jumped off of the roof, landed on his feet and proceeded to run straight towards him. Squall wanted to run but he was frozen to the spot. The man got closer and he swung his long sword in Squall’s direction.
“HEY!” Shouted a voice.
Squall woke up to see his best friend, Seifer Almasy standing in front of him.
“You okay?” Seifer asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Squall replied.
“Yeah, well you don’t look it.” Seifer said to him.
Seifer had short blonde hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a beany on his head, a white tank top, black shorts and dark blue shoes.
Squall got off of the bed and put his shoes on.
“I had the strangest dream.” He told his friend.
Squall explained the dream to him as the two of them went outside into the street.
It was a lovely day in Zanarkand. The sun was shining, there were hardly any clouds in the sky and people littered the streets getting ready for tonights championship blitzball game between the Zanarkand Abes and the Luca Goers.
“That’s weird, but it’s just a dream so don’t dwell on it.” Seifer told him.
“Yeah, you’re right.” Squall replied.
“Let’s go get some coffee.” Seifer said to him.
Squall had lied to Seifer. He couldn’t forget his dream, even though he wanted to. They walked through crowds of people towards a café.
They went inside and sat down at an empty table.
The café was a beautiful sight. The floors were a golden brown colour, the walls were a crystal blue colour with designs of various Aeons on them, Such as Bahamut, Anima, Ifrit and Carbuncle. The ceilings were the same colour as the walls and had similar designs on them. There were also four big lights on the ceiling for when the café was open at night. The tables were made of marble and they were jet black in colour with dark green coasters on them and a clear plastic ashtray in the middle. The counter was the same colour as the floor and there were stools in front of it that were blood red in colour. Behind the counter were shelves with all sorts of different types of coffee and tea on them. Above the shelves was a huge T.V that people could watch while they were there. The blitzball match would be shown on here for people who didn’t have tickets.
“What time is the game on tonight again?” Seifer asked Squall.
“Eight 0’clock.” Squall replied.
Seifer took a packet of cigarettes out of his pocket. He then put one in his mouth and lit it with a lighter that was also in his pocket.
Seifer could see that something was on Squalls mind.
“You’re not still thinking about that dream are you?” He asked him as he exhaled smoke and it drifted up to the ceiling.
“I can’t help it.” Squall replied.
Little did either of them realise, that up on a rooftop, someone was watching them through the window.
Hope you all like it and comments and opinions are appreciated. (just don't be too mean if you don't like it)
I tried to find my original FF:A thread but it's gone, so I've made a new one in the hopes that maybe I'll get a better response this time round.
FF:A takes place as if none of the FF or KH story's ever took place, so I can mix everything up and mix up all the characters.
Anyway, here's the first chapter.
FINAL FANTASY:
AWAKENING
Chapter 1
The Dream
Zanarkand, a huge city surrounded by water. It had large buildings all cramped together. They were a dark purple colour, as were the bridges and most other things in the city. Thousands of people lived in this great metropolis, spending their days working or playing Blitzball, the city and the majority of the worlds favourite pastime.
One particular individual in the city was about to have his life changed forever.
Squall Leonheart was a normal young man of 19. He lived alone in a small house in the city.
Squall was asleep in his bedroom. He had short brown hair and brown eyes. He wore a black t-shirt, light brown pants and black shoes. His floor had dark red carpeting, the walls were a nice shade of crème, and his bed had jet black covers. Squall was moving around in his sleep. He was standing outside the blitzball stadium. It was night and the whole city was in chaos. Buildings were either on fire or collapsing, strange monsters littered the city and the sky’s above it and people were screaming and running in every direction. Suddenly, Squall noticed a man on a rooftop not far away from him. He had long grey hair and was wearing a long black cape. He was also carrying a long thin sword. The man saw him and smiled a horrible smile. He then jumped off of the roof, landed on his feet and proceeded to run straight towards him. Squall wanted to run but he was frozen to the spot. The man got closer and he swung his long sword in Squall’s direction.
“HEY!” Shouted a voice.
Squall woke up to see his best friend, Seifer Almasy standing in front of him.
“You okay?” Seifer asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Squall replied.
“Yeah, well you don’t look it.” Seifer said to him.
Seifer had short blonde hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a beany on his head, a white tank top, black shorts and dark blue shoes.
Squall got off of the bed and put his shoes on.
“I had the strangest dream.” He told his friend.
Squall explained the dream to him as the two of them went outside into the street.
It was a lovely day in Zanarkand. The sun was shining, there were hardly any clouds in the sky and people littered the streets getting ready for tonights championship blitzball game between the Zanarkand Abes and the Luca Goers.
“That’s weird, but it’s just a dream so don’t dwell on it.” Seifer told him.
“Yeah, you’re right.” Squall replied.
“Let’s go get some coffee.” Seifer said to him.
Squall had lied to Seifer. He couldn’t forget his dream, even though he wanted to. They walked through crowds of people towards a café.
They went inside and sat down at an empty table.
The café was a beautiful sight. The floors were a golden brown colour, the walls were a crystal blue colour with designs of various Aeons on them, Such as Bahamut, Anima, Ifrit and Carbuncle. The ceilings were the same colour as the walls and had similar designs on them. There were also four big lights on the ceiling for when the café was open at night. The tables were made of marble and they were jet black in colour with dark green coasters on them and a clear plastic ashtray in the middle. The counter was the same colour as the floor and there were stools in front of it that were blood red in colour. Behind the counter were shelves with all sorts of different types of coffee and tea on them. Above the shelves was a huge T.V that people could watch while they were there. The blitzball match would be shown on here for people who didn’t have tickets.
“What time is the game on tonight again?” Seifer asked Squall.
“Eight 0’clock.” Squall replied.
Seifer took a packet of cigarettes out of his pocket. He then put one in his mouth and lit it with a lighter that was also in his pocket.
Seifer could see that something was on Squalls mind.
“You’re not still thinking about that dream are you?” He asked him as he exhaled smoke and it drifted up to the ceiling.
“I can’t help it.” Squall replied.
Little did either of them realise, that up on a rooftop, someone was watching them through the window.
Hope you all like it and comments and opinions are appreciated. (just don't be too mean if you don't like it)