|The Red Mage
Author: Ocean Nite X PM
A final Fantasy story that is out of the story line review plzRated: Fiction T - English - Horror/Fantasy - Rikku - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,941 - Published: 04-26-10 - id: 5925679
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It is the middle of the night. In this city many things are about to happen here. Murders, deaths, and suicides. Everyone knows that there is a reason to live and no reason to die. Many do not know this. The only one that can solve it is here today.
A memory that I hold dear. That makes it impossible to forget. All the crimes. All he kills that he has done in this town. I will never forget that, I can never make these memories go away no matter how hard I try all those people that I loved. All of the blood. It was so much. A sea of blood in front of me. How could I have let this happen. I was there guidance. I was there warrior. I let them all down. No one left for me. No one left to save. All of them gone. And I did nothing all I could do was watch. All I could hear was there scream. I was tied up I was worthless. I saw them die. There blood splashed on me. There last words. "Help!! Nooo!!! Stop this!!!! Why!!!!" I had everything taken away from me. My family, friends, and myself. I died that day. In my future I was suppose to protect them I would save lives but now I cant do that. With nothing but my soul. I was lost on my own. Every one had died and left. Found there way, but I didn't know which way to go.
In the dark all alone. I could do nothing. I was a wandering spirit. Then he found me. His voice so kind. His touch so gentle. He brought me back. I didn't know how but he did. All I knew was he helped me. And said. "My name is Victor, I know what you have been through, you died once but now you will never die again." His smile made me feel safe. But his eyes were that same color. The color of blood. His hair shined in the dim light. It was a dark black darker than a room with no light, and with no shine. Victor helped me in many ways. He was a red mage. So he had the power of white and dark magic.
He taught me many things how to fight in battle. He asked when I was born, and what was my name at first. I told him my name was Miyuki Satomika and that I was born in Japan. He said, "Japan that is only a mere legend that island has been in ruin for centuries." I was shocked to hear then but then again I would know no one because they have all died. I told him how he brought me back but he would not tell me. "When the time is right I will tell you." that is what he would always say.
He was about the age of 13 when he had revived me. I was only a mere 10 year old. I have spent the last 6 years with him. I have learned many things many skills. More skills than being a mage. I now know the skills of the thief, warrior, solider, archer, gunner, fencer, alchemist, ninja and a hunter. All of these skills I have learned over the years here in this world different from my own. All technology nearly erased only a few things left from the old world the only other weapon that they use here is a gun, thats is nearly it.
Victor is like my boss (Master) his is very skilled and talented here. I am now sixteen years old. I have almost forgotten the way and will of the past. I have nightmares almost every night about seeing the ones that I once loved dieing. Victor says that is is a demon that is causing it. Bringing the memories of the past still alive. I have traveled from place to place searching for a new objective. A new reason in life.
All the places that I have been in has had a case of murders in them. No one knows why. They say that a man kills them for the fun of it. But I say it is not of that. Is is of the darkness inside everyone. People like me are not suppose to say things like that.
I am a person that is looked up to. I do not know why but I am. They say that if I become a trainer that I might be the best of them all. But not just an ordinary trainer, that if I train a demon I might bring peach to this world. Not even Victor can train a demon. To us Humes we must destroy all demons only the pure of heart can control them but that is a myth. No one can train a demon. Even if they tried. A demon with a good soul is not called a demon then. They are called one with the kind people. It has no evil thoughts they are simply angels of light.
More than a thousand years ago it was different. But I know that the minds of people might never change.
A/N: This is a story that is based on the final fantasy games the character Miyuki Satomika is a character that I have invented to play the role of the good guy and Victor Hasu the brother of Mary Hasu which will not be in this chapter but in another chapter this is only a introduction like a prologue. Later on in the story moogles and chocobos will appear. The only thing that I own at the moment is Victor Hasu (Whos last name was not mentioned in this chapter), Mary Hasu, Miyuki Satomika, and the killer which will make his grand entrance soon. I do not own Final Fantasy and the Jobs (Skills that Miyuki and Victor use) there might be some of the characters of Various Final Fantasy games might appear. I do not own them either. And yes he was so young to know how to bring a lost spirit back to live but I do not think that you thought of that.