Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Final Fantasy: The chronicles of Four! ❯ The trip to Elfheim was kinda lame... ( Chapter 5 )

All right, I've said this on MM.org, and I'll say it to FF.net readers. Sorry about the slow update as my computer broke down! Anyway, Mimic12355, thanks! I'll keep it up until the very end! So, I don't own any FF games or 8-bit.

 

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Fighter was holding a bouquet of roses as he walked down the road to the local clinic. Needless to say, the villagers were staring because since it was a small town, nothing was a secret. Plus, no one ever thought Fighter would be holding flowers.

 

“Fighter!” Black Belt called, noticing him. He ran up to catch up to his red-haired friend. “Hey, what's with the flowers?” Fighter beamed as he held up his package.

 

“Well, since I basically hospitalized Terra, I figured maybe some roses will cheer her up!” Fighter exclaimed, happily. He continued to skip to the hospital like a little schoolgirl would. Black Belt followed.

 

“Somehow, I know this'll end in tragedy…” Black Belt said as they entered the small clinic.

 

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Meanwhile, our heroes were sailing along the sea at a peaceful speed.

 

“THIEF!! WATCH WHAT YOU'RE DOING!” Black Mage yelled, as Thief was about to smash into yet another boulder. In actuality, the ride wasn't peaceful at all. The engine to the ship went haywire, meaning that there was no way to slow it down in the rapids.

 

“You'd think that with Bikke being a pirate and all, he would get a sturdier engine for this thing.” White Mage said while Black Mage screamed at Thief. Red Mage was busy trying to put together an anchor using spare metal parts.

 

“Well, this is an old boat, WM. It's not like you can just upgrade the engine. The whole thing might blow.” Red Mage replied, attaching a metal pipe to a chain. Black Mage stopped screaming for a minute and let go of Thief's collar.

 

“Then why did we accept this moldy box of splinters in the first place!?” Black Mage asked, as Red Mage continued his work. Red Mage wiped sweat off of his forehead and put his anchor-in-progress down.

 

“Who are we to kick a free gift in the mouth? Even if it doesn't work, I'm sure I can fix it. After all, I did get a degree in mechanics.” Red Mage said, smiling confidently. Black Mage slowly picked up a metal pipe and threw it at Red Mage's head.

 

“Too bad it's not a mechanical ship, idiot.” Black Mage said as the pipe made a satisfying clink! sound as it hit Red Mage's head. Red Mage rubbed his head in pain, but didn't say anything. Thief, however, was trying desperately to control the ship's speed.

 

“Guys! I need help here!” Thief cried, as he nearly got away from another boulder. Black and White Mage ran up to the wheel, and both of them tried to help Thief by steering the wheel in the opposite direction. But a huge cracking sound told them it wasn't working. Sure enough, the entire wheel broke off.

 

“Aaaah, what's with this freakin' ship!?” Black Mage asked, throwing the broken wheel behind him. Once again, it hit Red Mage square in the head, and bounced into the ocean.

 

“At least we stopped.” Thief said, not even noticing that Red Mage passed out. White Mage looked around. The sea was dead quiet, save for the rippling from the wheel. She shivered and picked Red Mage up.

 

“Maybe we should get this boat to shore… Sea monsters have been sighted here, you know.” White Mage whispered, laying Red Mage on a blanket. Black Mage waved his arms and kicked the railing of the deck a few times.

 

“Great! As if I haven't been through enough already! First, we fight the world's most retarded villain, then we nearly fall off a bridge to our doom, then we have to help some old wench get her crystal back, and now I'm gonna be attacked be a sea monster!? I HATE MY LIFE!” Black Mage screamed, kicking the railing over and over.

 

“Uh… BM, maybe you shouldn't do that…” Thief said, as he saw the railing was about to snap. Black Mage gave a cold laugh.

 

“Why shouldn't I? It's not like this piece of crap is helping us anyway! In fact, we're in even more danger thanks to this thing!” Black Mage stated. He gave the railing a mighty kick, and it finally snapped off, landing in the ocean.

 

“Are you done yet?” White Mage asked, trying to cast her Cure spell on Red Mage. Black Mage stuffed his hands into his pockets again and nodded. Thief, however, looked over the side of the ship nervously. The sea may have been quiet, but something dangerous was out here.

 

“Thief, what the hell are you doing?” Black Mage asked, exasperated.

 

“I think WM is right… I think there's something down here.” Thief said, shivering too, “I heard the rail make a soft crunch as it fell. Rails don't just go crunch on their own, you know.” Black Mage sighed and pointed at the water.

 

“Look, if you're that worried, I'll just cast Bolt. No sea creature can withstand a blast of that.” Black Mage said, and started chanting. White Mage knocked him over.

 

“OW!” He yelled, getting up, “WM, what is your problem!?”

 

“Are you not blind? We're on the ocean, and our boat is soaked from you throwing stuff in the water! If you cast Bolt, we'll all be electrocuted!” White Mage cried. Red Mage, who had just woken up, sat up.

 

“Yeah, and I don't know about you guys, but I'm sick of getting hit with stuff.” He said, putting his feathered cap on. Thief thought for a second, and looked at Red Mage's poor excuse for an anchor.

 

“That's it!” he exclaimed, running over to the pile of garbage.

 

“What's it?” Black Mage asked, although he didn't really care.

 

“Getting hit with stuff! If we throw this at whatever is hiding in the water, we might just knock it out!” Thief explained, picking up the unfinished anchor. He then proceeded to throw it into the ocean again. Nothing happened except for the water moving a little. Black Mage walked over to Thief, looking over the side.

 

“Nice plan.” Black Mage said, sarcastically, “While you're at it, why don't you make a hole in the bottom of this thing so we all can drown and attempt to crush whatever it is we're trying to defeat!”

 

“I didn't hear you coming up with anything! In fact, you broke our boat!” Thief countered, “Maybe if you weren't in such a bad mood, we'd actually get somewhere.” Black Mage choked back another angry scream. White Mage was still looking into the murky sea water.

 

“I think it's gone…” she said after a few minutes went by. Everyone wiped the sweat off of their heads. Thief then walked back to what was left of the steering wheel… or more like a steering post. He looked around quizzically.

 

“So, does anyone know how we're going to drive this thing?” he asked, “Since, you know, the wheel's gone and all.” Red Mage got up dizzily and inspected the post too. It was definitely torn beyond repairs, although the engine was still intact thankfully. After Red Mage's inspection, he came up with an idea.

 

“One of us can attach a rope to ourselves and pull the ship along.” Red Mage suggested. Both White Mage and Thief had enormous sweatdrops over their heads, while Black Mage tapped his foot in boredom.

 

“Yeah, that's a great plan. The only one that can possibly top that one was Thief's plan to kill whatever you guys thought was in there.” Black Mage spat sarcastically, waving towards the ocean, “If monsters really did attack sailors, how did the stories start?”

 

“Maybe they survived?” Thief suggested. Suddenly, though, a soft plop was heard amongst the water. Everyone turned and looked at the ocean again. Soft green eyes stared back at everyone.

 

“AAAAH! See!? I told you something was down there!” White Mage screamed, jumping back. Red Mage got out his sword.

 

“Guess this is where we prove your theory.” He said to Thief, who'd also drawn his dagger. But what happened next took everyone by surprise. The monster rose out of the water to reveal a large seven-headed dragon.

 

“Who keeps throwing things at me!?” it asked, its voice thunderous, “All I wanted was some Cornerian fish and this is what happens?” The dragon huffed in a pout.

 

“What? Wait, you're the monster who keeps attacking people?” Black Mage asked, raising an eyebrow. This dragon certainly wasn't acting like a bloodthirsty sea demon. The dragon blinked.

 

“Well, if people stopped throwing stuff at me, I wouldn't cause a tsunami in defense. In any case, why are you throwing things at me?” the dragon asked, scratching his head, “That steering wheel especially hurt.”

 

“We're sorry…” White Mage tried her best negotiation skills, “You see, one of our party members is criminally insane. He can't help his violent nature sometimes.”

 

“HEY!” Black Mage cried in defense, “No, that wasn't it! I was throwing and blasting stuff because Captain McDorkus here is a horrible navigator!” Black Mage then pointed to Thief. The dragon scratched his chin thoughtfully.

 

“Well, it's not my fault the ship broke down.” Thief mumbled.

 

“May I ask where you're headed?” the dragon asked, “Perhaps I can help you. As a dragon, I do know my way around the world.”

 

“We're going to Elfheim, or at least we were trying to.” White Mage replied, relaxing a little. The dragon looked over towards the south.

 

“That's not far from here. I'll give you a lift, if you want it, of course.” The dragon offered. Black Mage nearly jumped to heaven with joy. In fact, he jumped right onto the dragon's back.

 

“Thank you so much! You don't know what it's like being trapped with these three lunatics day in and day out!” Black Mage exclaimed, sitting on one of the dragon's heads. The dragon chuckled.

 

“Actually, you'd be surprised. I had a group that was just like this. Oh, the trouble we'd get into…” he said, as the other three hopped on. The dragon began to lift out of the water and soar through the air.

 

“So then, where are your friends?” White Mage asked, as they passed a small island.

 

“I'm not sure. I haven't seen them for… 100, 200… heck, might even be 300 years since then. But man, the fighting we used to get into…” the dragon went on, recalling his old memories. Thief got an idea.

 

“Can you tell us about your battles?” he asked brightly. Black Mage tapped Thief on the shoulder impatiently.

 

“What do you think you're doing!?” Black Mage hissed, “Are you insane?” Thief shook his head and waved his index finger.

 

“If this dragon has any knowledge to the monsters roaming around, it'll make our battles that much easier.” Thief replied, smiling. Black Mage gave the thumbs-up, as the dragon growled thoughtfully.

 

“Well, our battles were both easy and tiring at the same time.” The dragon began, “You see, each of us were of one element that made the four elements. This made certain foes very easy to beat. But then again, we could also destroy each other if a fight broke out.” White Mage tilted her head while kicking her legs a little.

 

“So what happened? Why did you leave?” she asked.

 

“Well, the monsters became too pitiful to give us any experience, so eventually, we began to fight separately to gain more experience with every battle. Then we found this man who asked us to live in very distant keeps in exchange for all of the elemental powers we'd need to survive.” The dragon explained, “I haven't seen any of my friends since.”

 

“Yeah, yeah, nice sob story. But what about the monsters?” Black Mage asked, placing his hands on his hips.

 

“Oh, well…” The dragon smiled nervously, “You see, I've been in my keep for so long that I've forgotten most of the monsters' names.” A huge sweatdrop appeared over everyone's heads.

 

“Well, we still thank you for what you've given us.” Red Mage said politely, “I think I see land!” He pointed straight ahead, where a small clearing was surrounded by forests. The dragon landed in the clearing, and let the foursome off.

 

“Southwest of here is Elfheim, the capital of Elfland. Unfortunately, I can't go into the town with you, so I'll be off.” The dragon explained. White Mage looked up at him with sadness.

 

“Where will you go?” she asked, holding her hammer behind her.

 

“Back to my keep in the Mirage Desert.” The dragon replied, “Maybe you can visit me.”

 

“Wait, what's your name? We can't just call you dragon!” Thief said, holding onto the dragon's tail.

 

“My friends called me Mat, so you can too.” Mat said, flying into the sky, “Farewell, warriors!” The foursome waved goodbye to their new friend, and headed southwest like Mat instructed.

 

“Man, I'm gonna miss Mat.” Thief said as they walked. Black Mage nodded.

 

“Yeah. Unlike most of the freaks we've met, he actually helped us for a change.” Black Mage added, until he heard a hissing noise. The others heard it too, and everyone stared into the forest. Another snake appeared.

 

“Ah, not those freakin' things again! Shoo! Scram!” Black Mage said, and hit the snake with his Ice spell. The snake shriveled up, and for a minute, the group felt relieved… That is, until something else crept along.

 

“Ew! What is that!?” White Mage asked, pointing her hammer at whatever the thing was. It made a sploshy sound as it moved. Even Black Mage winced at the sight.

 

“Best way to know is to beat it.” Thief said, and gently poked the thing with his dagger. It made a squish sound, and then it began leaking some green ooze.

 

“Yuck! That's nasty!” Black Mage exclaimed, “Good going, Thief.”

 

“Well, what would you have done?” Thief asked, kicking at the now dead thing.

 

“Easy, I would've nuked it with Fire3.” Black Mage replied, and kept walking along. White Mage sighed, and followed.

 

“Does he even know Fire3?” Thief asked Red Mage, as they began to follow as well. Red Mage shook his head, and after that, nothing was said until they reached the city.

 

Elfheim was unlike any city the four had been in. One, it was huge. Huge houses, huge selection at the shops, huge cemeteries. Two, forests dotted the entire city. White Mage ran up to a flower and sniffed it.

 

“It's beautiful!” she said happily, spinning around.

 

“Yeah, pretty.” Black Mage turned to Red Mage, “Okay, Mr. Survival Expert. Where do we go from here?” Red Mage looked around.

 

“Perhaps asking around is best.” He suggested. White Mage and Thief followed him as he began interrogating potential allies. Black Mage shrugged.

 

“We'd better get this over with quick. I want some rest and I want it now!”

 

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Well, our heroes are now in the beautiful city of Elfheim! Will they get the information as to the whereabouts of Astos? Can Matoya wait any longer for her crystal? What's the deal with Mat? And is Terra okay with Fighter around? Find out next time, so click that Review button!