Disclaimer:

SquareEnix owns Final Fantasy III for the Nintendo DS, plot, graphics, characters, music, everything.

I, however, own this fanfic and every single piece of fictional dialogue that I add to this fan fiction (take note that there will be some dialogue on my fan fiction taken from the actual game).

Chapter I: Heavy Armor

The teenager woke up flat on his stomach with a headache, but had a slight relief when he realized he was still on the boat-turn-airship. He had a difficult time getting back on his two feet. He heard someone kneeling next to him.

"Are you okay? It was a rough ride after we went further and further away from our continent."

All the boy could muster was moving his head upward to see an attractive reddish haired girl the same age as the boy, staring at his eyes with a worried look on her face. She had a blue karate uniform on her, with white gloves and white stockings up to her kneecaps. Her gear looked very lightweight and tightly put on, he assumed she had a much easier time getting up after him and his comrades were knocked out.

"I'm fine… Just need to give a little effort…" The boy only managed to lift his body up with his hands for a few seconds until he fell flat on his face and producing a big clank after the impact.

"Come on buddy! Refia and I will help you up."

The boy was able to get himself on his feet with the help of his female companion and the younger looking boy with freckles on his face.

"Ugh… This armor is killing me!" The boy said.

"Maybe you should have stayed with the Warrior style, you're still not used to moving with all that armor on you and that shield you're carrying on your left arm when you're used to having two weapons." The freckled boy said.

"Easy for you to say Mr. I-Have-Lightweight-Winter-Getup-On-Me. All you use for weapons are those bells to conjure up that silly magic you've been practicing ever since we beat Hein." Said the boy, a little annoyed.

"Well, uh, I liked being a Scholar, but I feel as if it was only truly effective on Hein and, uh, I really doubt that we would find much use of it later in the future…" said the freckled boy with his head hanging low at the comment of his best friend.

"Hey, that's not a nice thing to say!" Refia tapped on the boy's huge helmet, which resulted in a ringing echo in the heavy armored boy's head.

"Please, enough bickering you three. You should rather consider our immediate situation at hand." The three teenagers turned around to the stern and confident sounding voice.

The three teenagers turned to the bow of the ship from where the source of the one whom was speaking came. They saw a figure wearing a red coat attached with a red cape, but the thing the most noticeable from the figure was the large red hat with the white feather on one side of the hat. Suddenly noticing that the red figure's face could not be seen properly, the heavy armored boy spoke.

"What… What happened?"

"There's a lot of mist moving aimlessly everywhere." Replied the karate-uniformed girl.

She was indeed right. The four were completely surrounded by light blue and white colored mist. It moved very fast but didn't seem to move in a specific direction, more like the mist is moving around aimlessly like the reddish haired girl stated moments ago. The heavy armored boy ran towards the bow of the ship next to the red figure and stared in amazement to what was before him…

To be continued…

Author's Note:

This is my first attempt at writing fan fiction. I know this first chapter didn't have real action, but I promise I will try to spice things up a bit. For the readers, can you figure out which character is as what job, as for the current location of the party? I feel I've left some obvious clues. Anyhow, please review to comment on my story or my style of writing, I would like to better it in any way possible.  I will update soon.

-FiresealFFXI