Brothers Betrayal-FFIXThe temperature rose with the sun. Ever since the disappearance of the mist the weather had changed dramatically, heat waves were strengthened and cold chills were far bitterer. Marcus pushed back his bandana to wipe sweat from his brow, beads poured down his dirt-covered face as he sat for a quick break.The new mercenary gig Marcus did with Tantalus paid well, but was far more work then treasure hunting and looting. After the disappearance of the mist most of its spawn had vanished with it, which lead to the natural monsters and animals becoming over populated. Marcus and Baku had spent the last two days cutting down on the populations aro
Death Shades IMy new costumer wasn't like most of the freaks that seek my help. Most were insane, frothing at the mouth, clawing at my desk, eyes empty except for the hate and blood thirst within them. I had become accustomed to this. Working in this field for so long can do that to a demon.But this girl, she was different. I had already had the heads up that she was new so I decided to try and look as unthreatening as possible. I don't like to scare the newcomers. When I entered my office to meet with her, she was sitting in her metal wrought chair, almost trembling. She had long, black hair that moved as gracefully as spider silk. Her eyes were a fearf
FF9 one shot - ExistExistNew eyes burn into the surroundings. Senses increasingly dull, the creature's fingers shake from their position on the ground. A growing, throbbing pain forming into the side of his head, the creature lies almost lifeless but somehow far from death.An uneven set of ribs rise with his breath, his lips and face soaked in unfamiliar liquid. Unseeing eyes blink against the substance and the dust falling down around him. The pain increasing in his left temple, the black mage lies in a pile of rubble.His limbs shake as he pushes himself upright. His head casts down, letting the watery red liquid drip from his hidden face. Hands shaking u
Brother's Betrayal: Chapter 2Chapter II Stay-------------------------------------------------------------------------How long had it been? How long would this last?Vivi lay limp, his dusty eyes staring at a hand above his face. His fingers stretched and curled, the leather of his eternal gloves creaking and bunching. The leather reflected how he felt, stretched and worn away. He felt so much older than he had back then, as if he was slowing down. He clenched his hand into a fist, lazy eyes still staring, as he wondered how much longer he would exist. His eyes closed for a moment as his hand fell limp to the ground. Gloved fingers stretched over the uneven stone g
Sta.sh
