Shavaugn


Chapter 1

I (Many years ago)

Roni looked over the great sea all around the island castle. She didn't want anything to do with it. She had won the coin toss Rene could have Figaro. She threw the tan knapsack over her shoulder and started to head out to the docks. The small yet sturdy boat would easily take her to South Figaro. She knew the Empire poisoned her mother every citizen in Figaro knew it. And all that Rene and the matron or chancellor could talk about was who would be the successor. It made Roni sick about how they just cared about whom would take her place. They're father had died a few years ago, then they're mother had taken over. Roni was sure that Rene would be a better queen then herself.


II (Present time.)

"What is that!"

"I have no idea. I was just trying to make a new motor for my airship and it started glowin like it had reflect on it or somethin."

"Well get it outta here I don't want my castle being blown to smithereens by a mutated airship motor!"

"Edgar for all we know it might not even be dangerous."

"Fine then what happens if I touch this little button?"

"DON'T TOUCH THAT!"

"Geez you two are jumpy. It's just a little motor what could it do?"

Unfortunately for Edgar he did not listen to their numerous warnings and pushed the blue button. He found soon that he was standing on a floor of glass in the middle of what appeared to be a solar system. He didn't seem to notice the kingly throne in front of him.

"Where am I?"

"You're in Arian. There are many different worlds other then your own. I myself am quite glad of this because if that pig headed Setzer would've met some of the people from those different worlds there would be trouble let me tell you."

Edgar ignored the cut on Setzer and tried questioning the ghostly figure of a woman. She had long blue icy blue hair flowing down to her waist. Her skin was pale with the slightest tint of blue. She had a blue dress and a long robe that looked as if it was made of snowflakes.

"Madame am I to believe that there are more worlds then our own and barely anyone has ever known? Exactly how many worlds are there?"

"Look through that window there, what do you see?"

"Many planets, many indeed."

"And how many do you think there are there?"

"I don't know at least 3 million."

"3 million point 5 to be exact. That is my smallest galaxy. There are so many galaxies that I've created that only I could count them. The smallest galaxy only containing 9 planets is the one you see now. I did not create it, unfortunately. Only one planet has any life on it what so ever. Earth they call it. Really quite advanced when you see how stupid some of the are people on it. But they've thought of many things that your world hasn't and might never."

"Like what? I suppose they don't have magic I mean only my world does."

"That is quite funny. Plenty of my worlds have magic. I know more spells then I know what to do with. Earth has thought of such things as baseball, computers, amusement parks, spaceshuttles and many others. I liked Earth's ideas so much that I tried to duplicate and ended up with a world that was a mix of their world and yours. It has the things I don't like about earth in it and quite a few of the things I didn't like about your world. I really goofed on that world. And unfortunately I don't pick whom dies and the best person on that world died. The only really good and pure person there in my opinion. Aeris Gainsborough, yes, that was her name. Murdered in the prime of her life. But that's a different matter. You see each world I made has a sort of bizarro world where everything is the opposite. You think creating a galaxy is hard try creating an exact opposite of it! In each world you can find someone of wholesome pure, innocent, and good. In most worlds it's a girl." Is that so in our world? I mean who is it? Well?"

"It's quite obvious you know. It is of course Terra Branford. In the opposite world of yours it's Ex-princess Roni Figaro."

"Roni Figaro. That must be my duplicate!"

"Exactly right. Their world is now going through what your world had too. Everyone is on different sides. The only ones you can trust are Roni, Rene, and Rachel. Find either Rene or Rachel to find out what's going on. I have to send you there because I fear that their timeline has been going quicker then it should. They may not be ready for what is to come. That's why I'm sending you down. I was hoping that Terra would be here too but oh well."

"Wait who are you?"

"Oh I forgot to mention. I create Galaxies; I'm like your goddesses but much more powerful. My sister Athena decides who dies. I decide everything else."

"But what's your name?"

"Shavaugn. Be careful and take this ring. If you hold it up in night then you and only you will return here. Good Luck."

"Thanks boy will I need it."

She raised her hand and spoke mystical incantations. As she spoke Edgar started to fade away quickly until he was gone.

III

Rachel woke up and stretched. Arvis wanted her in Narshe for some reason. Something about a runaway or something like that. Easy to get there without being detected. I mean she was the greatest thief and spy of all time. "The Returners are idiots. It may be their town but we've got some allies in there. Sneaking in there will be like sneaking into Mobliz. Always full of people bunches of hustle and bustle piece of cake. I'll get the Returners yet."

She walked slowly to Narshe deep in Returner Lands. Snuck in as she said easily. Hurrying over to Arvis's house she found him inside head bent over a slave crown asleep. "Wake up old man the queen of the thieves is here!"

"You're late Rachel that's not like you."

"YOU ASKED ME TO SNEAK INTO NARSHE!"

"Rachel keep your voice down this is a Returner town you know. If you want to scream and shout do so in Vector but not here."

"So who do you want me to save this time?"

"He's stuck in the mine. The Returners are after him in Vector's mines. He took my airship to go there. The guards should be after him by now. Weird guy had some kinda reaction to the Esper in the mines transported him here quite strange I think his name's Kefka."

"Bet he's something special since the Returners want him so bad."

"Who knows but he's got quite a bit of his memory back already."

"Remarkable."

"Yes I suppose so but I'd be careful Rachel. I've heard Lieutenant Terra's been hanging around…"

"Ahh she's a baby she only does what Emperor Celes tells her to do. Not to worry though I'm smarter then all of them put together."

"Sure, Rachel sure."

IV

Kefka groaned as he woke up. A flashback occurred of a slave crown being put on him by Terra then destroying 50 soldiers with Fire 1. Afterwards a speech by the Emperor toke place. Himself standing between Lieutenant Terra, General Cyan, and General Leo and then, darkness. He blacked out again not knowing where he was and not being sure of exactly who he was.

"Let me see this guy looks like a Returner officer, maybe a Colonel. Why the heck does Arvis want him so bad? Ahh I'll take him to Rene in Figaro then we can go to see Ghesthl…ya Ghesthl will no what to do. Hello. Looks like Returners are approaching. Unfair 8 of them 1 of me!"

"Uggghhh!"

"Just what I need some sasquatches. Dumb as snowballs but big as mountains. Gotta be about, oh 11 of them. Perfect. Okay sasquatches do your thing."

As the sasquatches made quick work of the Returners Rachel turned to the task of waking up Kefka. "Hey you! Wake up."

"Uhh who are you?"

"Name's Rachel, Rachel Tamara. And you are?"

"Kefka, Kefka Hingger… Are you with the Empire or the Returners?"

"Empire. Look the Empire wants you for some reason and it ain't good. Do you want to come with me to see Queen Rene in Figaro?"

Kefka thought for a moment, on one hand he was a Returner officer. On the other hand they were manipulating him. On the third hand this girl had just saved his life. Yet on the fourth hand he didn't even know her. He wasn't sure what to do. He looked at his equipment. A Dirk and a Buckler were not very good protection. He thought for awhile longer and decided it would be safer to trust her then to go off on his own.

"I'll go with you to Figaro."

"Good now let's get going."



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