Final Fantasy - The Promised Land [IC]

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Alexander walked through the bustling streets of the newly repopulated Midgar, smiling and waving to those he passed. He was making his way to buy some things he needed since he had just recently gotten his new house in Midgar. His hair was rustled up and his eyes had a dark green color to them, which made him look pretty laid back and nice. He walked up to a stall in the marketplace, inspecting some of the things that were being sold as a large bustle of people passed by. He rubbed his chin as he thought, resting his free hand on the mysterious blade at his side.

The former Shinra HQ had been a real pain to redecorate and get fully back to buisness. Some of the lights still weren't working properly, but other than that everything seemed fine. For the past two years the so called Neo-Shinra group had dedicated itself in peace keeping duties in and around Midgar. Though they had perhaps used more force than what was necessary at times the group had nonetheless made a good job at keeping the peace and the number of new recruits has been on a steady rise.

The people in the lobby numbered roughly a hundred - though there were atleast four times more personell currently working under the Neo-Shinra banner. Alya took a deep breath and made her way to the front of the group where she turned to face them. "You all know why we are here today - and you all should by now know of what will happen today." Her voice was slightly shaky at first, but soon gained much more strenght "For two years we have kept the peace without getting anything in return. In my opinion it has to change! Though we will still keep the peace the time has come for us to regain control over this city and the surrounding areas." The dark haired woman placed his right hand on the long hilt of her katana and unseathed it with some difficulty while glancing around the group. "You all knew this day would come and agreed to my plan - still I'm not forcing anyone of you to go along with the plan, so if someone of you wishes to leave do so now. I'm not stopping you, but just remember that from that point onwards you will no longer be a comrade of mine - or the Neo-Shinra." Alya lifted the sword to rest on her shoulder and smiled brightly "Our reinforcements will arrive tomorrow - that's when the plan starts."

Vincent woke up pretty late being he had stayed all night observing the sky. Vincent got dressed and walked outside. He went to Midgar in search of his friend Alexander. Soon enough Vincent found him. "Hey!" He yelled as he ran up to him. "What chu doing my friend?" Vincent asked.

Alexander looked behind him and smiled, waving back. "Just looking for some food...I've been running pretty low on the stuff, so I thought I should drop by." He said, continuing to inspect the food as he checked each and every one, his stomach growling. "All of it look's pretty good...." He said, taking some of the food and putting them into a basket which he brought to the shop owner and paid for.

"That's a great selection of food there pal..." Vincent looks around. "Today seems really busy."

Kurai walks through Midgar enjoying the new peace. Taking a deep breath. He leaned against a wall of a nearby shop to listen to the lastest gossip. Feeling the wind in his hair making it fly into his face. He smiled as he listened to the townspeople gossip. A certain one caught his ear. "Did you hear Shinra is making a come back?" A young man wearing a green polo told his friend who wore a blue dress shirt. "Yeah my friend told me something about it."

"Shinra?!?" Kurai was slightly shocked by the news. "I guess peace couldn't last forever." Kurai sighed to himself and shook his head as he got up and walked towards the nearest general store to prepare himself for some training.

Typical down in Midgar. Typical day in the bad neighborhood's bad neighborhood bar. If anyone wants to just sit there and chill with his drink, someone has to come up and disturb them. Maybe it is due the person not drinking anything that includes alcohol in it, or maybe people are just jerks. Either way, the bar was about to be shaken again when three drunk, large and definetly dumb men took their course towards completely harmless looking youngster in the corner who did nothing else but wanted to drink his mix of soda and banana juice in all peace. He was sure that he was supposed to be somewhere, but he had long forgotten where, and did not see any reason to stress it out, since things tend to work out one way or another. This was going to be the another. "Hey, kid." He barely glanced at the large fellow who had just attempted for his attention from behind his shades."Aren't you a little too young to be here, yer mother is probably worried sick about yer sorry arse." No word at this jerk, only another sip from his drink."Hey, I'm talking to you, you brat, what are you doing here, this is place for grown ups!" Another sip, the glass lands on the table gently."So is." Youngster turns his head towards the three brutes."Why are you here then?" Unavoidable brawl was about to burst, neither side was willing to back away. One from clearly having upper hand, and one from simple annoyance. But which was which, it had yet to be determined. Large brute gritted his teeth and attempted slow and clumsy grapple from the youngster, who swiftly picked up his drink, kicked off from the ground and leaped on the brute's shoulders, another sip from the drink and he took another jump, the impact hurling the big man on the table and causing it to break, while the youngster lands gracefully and finishes his drink, gently placing the glass on the counter."Pardon me about this mess, I will make sure it will be paid for you sir" He politely said to the barkeep before taking a dash towards the door, not really wanting to escape, but to avoid any more property damage. No hopes for that, the two friends and the slightly beaten up man were blocking his way.
"Now you get it kiddo..." the drunken man grinned and slipped large knife from his belt to his hand. Usually the youngster wouldn't be afraid of a toy like that. Usually he had a bigger toy with him, this wasn't good. Fortunately this bar atleast tried to keep itself clean, and there was a broom leaning against the wall nearby the door, evasive roll lead the young man to it, and he swiftly grabbed it. Another large brute tried to grab him for a hod to clear leader to cut him up a bit, but it only ended up in his own pain as the broomhandle struck at his groin heavily, the youngster took a spin and smashes another hit against the side of his head, sending the brute out from the door and into the muddy ground. A short leap took him inbetween the two remaining men, he struck te armed one on fingers painfully, causing him to drop the knife, a quick spin lead the broom against the stomach of the big man's friend, backflip and downwards lunge took him down, while the leading man tried to recover his knife. The youngster took a roll onwards and wiped his feet from below him, while the big guy was still midair wondering about physics, a hit from spinning movement rocked his insights about gravity and sent him right out from the door and on his friend.
Right about now the final brute was on his feet, and clearly going to run, but since the fight had began by them, the youngster was going to end it, another leap took him after the guy and behind him, series of jabs and one final lunge sent him into the muddy streets too. Young man stood up straight, spun the broom victoriously above his head, then with final spin lowered it and wiped the dust from his boots before setting his temporary weapon back to it's rightfull place near the door. He earnt some applauding, but could really only care about another drink right now, he was again thirsty.

A mage he was, a mage bound by his body, yet filled with a power none could comprehend. Only true mages could know the feel of powerful magic racing through them, the exhilaration it provided. To feel the flow of the planet moving through you, bending it to your will, and unleashing it upon those clueless insects in front of you, who could not understand it themselves. He chuckled to himself in the darkness.

He was a black mage, and he seemed better suited to the shadows than the light. There was the barest hint of a crazed look in his eyes as he sat, his cloak covering his body and his hat covering his face. A gnarled staff was clutched in his hand. He muttered to himself as he watched the passerby's. Fools. They did not know what was coming, and soon they would burn, as all Midgar burned.

And he sat, and he watched, and he waited.

After hitting the general store Kurai headed to the plains right outside Midgar. Hoping that some random monster would have the guts to attack him. He walked around observing the various stone structures around him as he walked. Searching the place for some form of challenge but there was no monsters in sight. Just stone, himself, and empty space. "It's too quiet around here."Kurai thought to himself as he stopped and dropped to the ground. Calming his heartbeat until it could be barely heard. He lay down to the ground and placed his ear on it's dry, barren surface and he listened. There was silence at first. Then a low rumbling could be heard. Kurai got up fast and thought to himself how many vehicles could make such a noise from so far away the human eye couldn't see even with the use of a telescope. He counted in his head and after he came to a conclusion. The color drained from his face. He drooped down and listened again. He judged that he had at least 2-3 hours before whatever was making the sounds and scaring the surrounding wildlife would reach Midgar. Kurai raced back to town hoping to find someone who would help him.