A/N: Well here's my first fanfiction ever! I wanted to take on the challenge of re-telling the story of Final Fantasy IX but with some major changes. Amarant always seemed like the background character. No one ever truly gets to know what kind of life he had to get him to where he was. So here's a fic for everyone that loves Amarant as much as I do ^-^
Like I said this is my FIRST story. I really hope you all give it a chance and stick around the whole way through:) I hope you all review and leave some feed back for me cuz I would really like to get better at writing since I'm a newbie:) all comments are welcome,please let me know what you like and don't like about my story, and I will be sure to take any suggestions into consideration. I also want people to know that I have this story planned out, I know how I want it to end, and I know how everything is going to play out. I do plan to finish this story as soon as I can but the story of final fantasy 9 is pretty long and I want to get every thing right, so bear with me. I hope you all enjoy this story as much as I do writing it:D
This story may be a re-telling of the game but in NO way is it the same.I have a lot of plans and ideas for this fic. I want to show the side of Amarant that no one ever did and also give him a love interest that compliments him well. There will be some lani/amarant moments in this fic, but the real romance is what you'll see between Daphina(Daphne) and Amarant as the story progresses.
Also I wanna say thanks to Flower Lady-Aerith who is my Beta for this entire fic and who's helped me on the start of my literary expedition! She's helped me every step of the way so far and she reads all my mumbo jumbo. This story wouldn't be possible without her! (claps hands for best beta ever!)
Alright, hope you guys enjoy the Prologue!
DISCLAMER FOR WHOLE STORY: I own NOTHING! I don't own the plot line of Final Fantasy IX, and I don't own the characters. All I own is my own character Daphina A.K.A Daphne.
So yeah, haha.
"I fight to survive, not for fun."- Mysterious hooded girl
~Twists of Fate~
Prologue
"Thief! Get back here!"
"Don't let him get away!"
The sound of high heeled boots could be heard running away from the voices of the two guards who were clearly trying to catch up.
"Wow! That was too fun!" The apparent thief had said aloud, while re-positioning a tattered brown hooded robe that had fallen in the process of fleeing Treno's auction house. "Those jerks! I didn't even steal anything. I don't even think they saw who I was, oh well, no use in thinking about that, I better get outta here while I still can."
The thief was making way to leave the scene until stumbling upon a tall, muscular man with flaming red hair. This encounter somewhat startled the her, but she wasn't about to let the red headed man know that.
"Hey watch where you're walking!" yelled the hooded girl as she collided with the red head's hard chest. Once she found her balance, she continued speaking,"Uhh, EXCUSE ME? Who are you?" she asked as she placed her hands on her curvy hips.
"What's with the questions? Shouldn't you be trying to escape from those guards? Obviously you stole something." said the red head.
"First of all, I was trying to make friendly conversation. Second of all, I didn't steal crap. And thirdly, those guards are way too stupid to catch up with me...they didn't even notice that I was girl." replied the hooded woman with a roll of her eyes.
"You know I help run security here. I should arrest you." said the muscled man threateningly.
"I'd love to see you try." said the girl as she wore a devilish grin.
The red head couldn't help but grin at the confident girl.
"Hmph, you seem like a worthy opponent," said the man while eyeing the curvaceous woman from head to toe. "Even though you're a girl."
"Opponent?" said the girl in a confused tone before letting out a soft laugh."Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean that you should question my skills, but if you're looking for a fight I'll give it to you. That is if you're threatening me."
"Is that the only way I'll get you to fight me?" asked the man as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Yup," replied the girl, "I fight to survive, not for fun."
"Well, then...consider me a threat."
Their gaze on each other was locked. He was staring into her deep, stormy blue eyes dangerously just as she was staring beyond his mass of red hair into his dark brown eyes fiercely.
"Hmmm…Alrighty then, lets do it, but I'm warning you. You may not survive." The petite girl had just jumped into her fighting stance, when the sounds of two familiar voices were heard.
"Where did that thief go?" One guard said while panting due to the constant running.
"I don't know, I don't even remember what the thief looked like." The other guard replied to his partner.
The young girl, or thief, according to the guards was looking towards the door of the auction house where the voices of the two guards were coming from. A smirk was spread across the face of the girl when she turned her attention back to the red headed muscle man who had just challenged her to a fight a few moments ago. The wheels in her brain were turning. She had a plan to get herself out of this mess.
"Hee hee…here they come." The hooded girl relieved herself from her fighting stance and instead cocked a hip to the side and let her hand fall upon it.
"I won't let them interfere…come on! Don't you dare back out now!" The girl stared at the persistent man questionably when he said this. She didn't understand why someone would want to fight so badly. Fighting wasn't exactly her idea of fun or entertaining. She thought one should only fight if ones life depended on it. The man's ideas confused her. He confused her.
Her mind went from the confusion of the red headed man in front of her to her current situation. The smirk that was on her face moments ago came back and looked more sinister than ever.
"Ohh don't be silly! The games over…well at least for you it is." Having said this, the girl ran frantically towards the two guards.
The red headed man didn't know what the hell this girl was doing, but it didn't take him long to find out. While staring in her direction he could see and hear the act that she was putting on for the guards.
At this point, the hooded girl had taken off the hood part of her robe allowing her dark brown, curled tresses to fall out, and had immediately put on a terrified face for the guards.
"Help me, help me! He came out of that door as I was passing by and I was starring at him because he looked like he could be a burglar, and then he started pummeling me and threatened to kill me if I screamed!" The girl was making her story to be quiet believable to the two guards.
"Miss, but he's the guard for this mansion, why would he-" One guard said before getting cut off.
"That's WHY he's suspicious! Just look at him! That red hair, that greenish skin, I wouldn't trust him for a second!" The girl said as she pointed a manicured finger towards the redheaded man with a face of disgust.
"Well we did always have our suspicions but-" The same guard said but was cut off again.
"Look, I'm gonna go and call the police! You guys hold him down until they get here!"
The red headed man had to admit. He was impressed. He thought all pretty girls (not that he was attracted to her or anything) were just ditz, but clearly this girl had proved him wrong, but of course he wasn't going to let her know that. He didn't understand how this girl didn't just immediately run after stumbling across him. Of course he was blocking her way but she could've squeezed by. She was a petite girl after all. He didn't understand why she bothered to make conversation with him when she could've used those precious moments to escape. Most of all, he didn't understand why she agreed to fight him. If those guards hadn't interrupted, they would be fighting at this moment. Usually people would steer clear of the large, red headed muscle man but this girl was agreeing to fight him, and wasn't running away and in his opinion didn't look scared…at all. She actually stood up to him and she actually looked him straight in the eye. Not once showing him that she was intimidated. Even the men around Treno who claimed that they were the best bandits in the world, and have killed many wouldn't stare the red headed man in the eye. No one's ever done that him. The man was confused. The whole situation confused him. She confused him.
He was soon brought out of his thoughts when the girl wearing 6 inch heels (in his opinion) ran towards him as if to leave but instead ran behind him, his muscles tensed up as he felt her push herself against his back as she began to whisper to him…
"I'll tell you one thing…the truly mighty ones don't flaunt their power."
"….." The red headed man had no words for her.
"How can I describe it to you…the sly eagle hides its claws. It would serve you right to remember that."
"Hmph." Without turning around it was the only sound the man could make to her statement, to let her know that she was heard.
"Well I'm out of here; you stay out of trouble alright? buh-bye!"
He couldn't help but hear a chuckle come from the girl when she spoke her last words to him. He immediately knew she was gone when he felt her body heat leave his backside.
After letting himself to soak up everything that had just happened, he turned his attention back to the two guards who most definitely had terror showing in their eyes.
"We…We've got you now…don't move!" One guard said as he took out a sword from his belt at his hip. The flaming redhead couldn't help but notice how much the guard was shaking at that point.
He laughed at the sight of the two poor excuses for guards and decided it was time for him to leave. He left the same way the mysterious girl had.
"H-Hey! Don't run!"
The man turned around and looked at the guards for the final time. If looks could kill, those two guards would be dead. The guards were immediately frozen and decided to no longer pursue the red head any longer.
After the man left the area of the auction house he knew what was going to happen to him now. He knew he was going to become a wanted man after the little event that just happened, and he had only one person to thank for all that.
The chick with the hood, heels and attitude.
Right then and there he came to a conclusion. He was going to find her. He was going to hunt her down. He was going to take revenge after all that she had done to him on this dark night in Treno.
A/N: I hope the prologue got ya interested for what's to come ^-^
I know that is is similar to the scene of Zidane and Amarant in the game but I promise you this story will not disappoint you. I hope you guys stick with the story:)
Drop a review if ya like! It's very much appreciated!