Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction ❯ Final Fantasy Endgame Part 1 The Shadow Empire ❯ Birth of a New Hero ( Prologue )

On a distant planet called Earth, three heroes defeated their ultimate villain and brought peace throughout their homeland. Nobody will know how hard they tried and the mistakes they made. These three had lost people they cared about and which they traveled around the world with. Now, whatever they did in the past is only the beginning and it is put to the final test.

(10 Years Ago)

An old man appears outside of his shrine on top of a mountain overlooking the land below. He closes his eyes smiles as he feels the small gentle breeze of the wind against his face. He opens his eyes looking at the clear night sky seeing all of the sparkling stars and parts of a nebula. A kid with white hair appears running out of shrine with his arm straight out, pretending he is flying.

"What are you looking at, master?" the white hair kid said.

"The night sky. Every night I look up, I always think that I will never see it again," the old man said.

"Don't worry old timer, it will never disappear," the white hair kid said running around the old man.

"You are so young, you don't take time to look at something so peaceful. In the near future you will regret not looking at the night stars because one day it will all be gone," the old man said walking back to the shrine with his hands behind his back.

"The sky isn't going nowhere so I got my whole life to look at it," the kid said stopping and looking up to the sky.

"Tomorrow, I will show you the Art of Shozon (Show-Sun)," the old man said.

"What's that?" the kid said turning around.

"Something that you will need in the future to help those who are in need," he said and disappears inside the shrine.

"Don't worry sky, nothing will happen to you, the old man was playing mind tricks on me again. He always does that, most of the times he is right but most of the times it is just common sense."

(Present Time)

A white hair teenager walks out of the shrine stretching out his arms and yawns. He is wearing black pants with blue and gray flames on the bottom. He haves on a black shirt with unique symbols of ancient time and also have on a black trench coat that goes down to his knees.

"Hey kid," the old man said.

"What do you want, old timer?" the white hair teenager said.

"Today maybe the last day of training but you're not slacking off," the old man said walking from a mountain trail.

"Can I go now, the town is waiting for my return," the teenager said.

"Show me, what you learned and I let you go early," the old man said standing still with his hands behind his back.

"All right, its show time," the teenager said.

The teenager begins to show off by punching and kicking the air and then getting into a stance. He smiles as he runs toward he old man and swing a right fist toward him. The old man dodges to the left and then to the right as the teenager swings a left fist. The teenager keeps on trying to punch the old man but the old man easily moves the side evading the attacks.

The teenager suddenly does a right roundhouse kick but the old man bends his back dodging the kick. Immediately, the teenager spins around doing a left side-thrust kick but the old man grabs it and spins him. As the teenager lands on the ground he quickly uses a swipe kick but the old man jumps over it. The teenager then raises to his feet to do a roundhouse hi side kick but the old man bends down and swipe the teenagers feet.

The teenager falls to his back but he jumps back up doing some combos using his fist and legs. The old man easily dodges the attacks because he knows the style and can't lose to his own techniques. The teenager runs up and jumps up doing a double quick snap kicks but the old man blocks it. He then grabs the teenager leg and swings him over him and slams him into the ground.

The old man is disappointed on the teenagers fighting abilities and walks away but the teenager stands up wiping the blood from his mouth. The teenagers smiles again and charges the old man doing the same combos but twice as fast and faster. Soon the old man is now trying to block and dodges the attacks because of the speed.

The old man then launches a double palm attack to the teenager chest that knocks him back several yards. The teenager lands on his feet and sliding back but once he stops, he fall to one knee coughing blood. He wipe the blood from his mouth and again and stands up smiling as he tucks his arms on the side.

He charges the old man once again but this time once he attacks everything slows down. He swings his right fist but the old man move to the side slowly. The teenager catches this so he counters by spinning to the left to do a left backwards elbow jab. The old man smiles and ducks as the teenagers miss but spins around again doing a left backward thrust kick. The time went back to normal as the old man is ducking and the teenager's foot is almost touching his face.

"Very good, you master the time technique of Shozon. I guess you are ready for the next step of your training," the old man said standing up and walking back to the shrine.

"I thought I was already done with my training," the teenager complains.

"Come here lad!" the old man said inside the shrine.

The teenager follows the old man in the shrine by walking lazily to it. Once he enters he sees the old man standing with long cloth in his hands. The teenager immediately bows and looks down. The old man removes the cloth to reveal a black bladed sword with a dragonhead handle.

"You have successfully completely training under my guidance and now the next step is to explore the world. You mustn't rely on my technique but come up with your style. This sword, the Murowsumasane, is handled down generations of the people who master the technique of Shozon. You had master the technique, so as a successor of Shozon I give you this sword. Use it sparingly and wisely because this sword shall is the key to the future,"

"Thank you master, I will never forget what you had taught me," the teenager said.

"Stand up and receive your award," the old man commands.

The teenager stands up and walks toward the old man bending down with both arms out. The old man rests the sword on both hands of the teenager to balance it. The teenager then stands up looking at the sword in his hand until everything went dark and all of the candles blow out with no wind.

"What's happening?" the teenager said running outside.

"So it finally came," the old man said walking out.

The teenager walks out and look up seeing dark clouds is moving across the sky like it's alive. Soon the clouds blind the sunlight and the two is left in the dark but suddenly the ground change black. People begin to appear, coming up from the black ground with unique armor and red eyes. The teenager appears to be surrounded from all sides with nowhere to escape.

"Shozars, convert to the Shadows or die,"

"Let's try this blade out," the teenager said.

The black soldiers run to him as he smiles and he begins swinging the sword at them. He swings down cutting one of them and he then swings sideways cutting another. He then swings down, then up to the third soldier and thrust the side into the forth and pushing him into the fifth. He take out his sword and turns around swinging his sword cutting off a soldier's head off.

He then hear explosion and sees it's coming from his hometown on the bottom of the mountain. He runs to the trial leading down but more soldiers appear. He narrow his eyes as he charge them and slicing them all. After killing several dozens he kneels down tired but he gets up running toward the trial.

"Skise!" the old man yells as he throws the sword shed to him and he catches it running to his town.