FINAL FANTASY
Deadly Assassins
Mission: Self-assigned: Find ultimate source of life
“Why did you assign yourself this mission? It is near impossible to obtain unless you are a GOD.”
“I…”
“What? I won’t have an assassin of mine searching for an impossible target without a reason. Life is isn’t life without death, unless you are a GOD, so start talkin’ kid!”
“My reason is my own.”
“What is your reason? So help me Zeus, I will fire you!”
“To better serve the GODS and my higher ranking officer sir…”
“Very well… you may go, but stop by my house tonight before you leave, its down the street from the pub.”
“Yes sir!”
Agaminron was usually a cheerful assassin, complete with the killing and the torture and all that stuff assassins do, but today he did not have a smile on his face. The boss’ attitude had really made him mad. He stumbled angrily down the street to his house to gather his things. But when he got there, his front door was ajar and the inside of the house was a mess. It had been broken into. He checked the lock on the door, it had been broken recently, maybe 10-15 minutes at the most. He ran back out into the street, asking passerby if they had seen anyone come out of his house. An imperial told him that he had seen a man run out of the house on the corner and down the street. Agaminron bolted down the street after the man. I will catch him, he thought…
Using his poacher abilities he found the man hiding in the alley of a broken down building. “Get out of here!” the man said, “I don’t want to hurt you!”
“You broke into my house…”
“Well I ain’t sorry I gotta eat don’t I?”
“Well why dontcha eat this!” Agaminron tore off a piece of wood with nails on the end of it off the building. The man scrambled to his feet and started to run, but Agaminron was to fast. He swung the spiked 2x4 at the man’s calf muscles. The nails slid down his leg and tore off the muscle. Blood flew everywhere, the man screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Agaminron took out his pistol and shot him in the kneecaps, then left him screaming and bleeding in the street. He had messed with the wrong guy today…
The man had stolen his inventory of fire crystals. Worth quite a bit of money… 10 maybe 15000 gil. It didn’t matter, that punk had it comin’. Agaminron picked up his house and packed for his trip. He was walking down the street in his long red and black trenchcoat, when he remembered that he was to go to his officer’s house. So he turned around and headed back, but he had an uneasy feeling that something was watching him. He turned and looked toward the pub, and sure enough there was someone looking at him. The creature got up and ran towards him, giving Agaminron no time to get ready. Clomp! Clomp! Clomp! Clomp! The thing bounded towards him, and smashed into his side. Agaminron stumbled, out of breath, and fell unconscious to the ground.
Agaminron, though unconscious was slightly aware of what was happening around him. He had after all, been trained to be observant of his surroundings. The beast was dragging him along the road and suddenly a dark figure smashed into it, slammed a shotgun to its head and fired. Leaving minor remains of brain on the street. Then the figure lifted him up and revived him. It was his officer, Sergeant Beirs. “I missed you kid, you were supposed to be come over tonight…”
“Well, I was heading down there and he just ran into me!”
“Anyways, we’ll go there now.”
“Alright.”
Beirs took him to the attic of the house, and what a sight it was… Swords, magnificent swords covered the walls. And the most fantastic one of all was handed to him. “Take it… may it help you on your travels…”
“I don’t know what to say! Thank you… I guess…”
“Your welcome, now before you go I have one more assignment for you…”
“And what is that?”
“Something horrible is approaching Sparta, a terrible demon from mount olympus…”
“You want me to fight it? That’s crazy! That’d be like fighting a god!”
“I know it seems hard, but you must try… you must try, or it will destroy sparta! Please Agaminron, you must, you are our only hope.”
“I Will do my best…”
And with that he set off, not anything else to do, he didn’t know where he was going. All he knew was what he must find, the ultimate source of life.
If it was real… if not, fighting the monster decended from mount olympus would be rather difficult… He loaded up on many an item when he was traveling near the oracle of delphi, before finding a town a few days away from Sparta. There, he sold the items, made quite a lot of gil and found an inn to stay at. The bar downstairs was crouded, the people looked harmless, except one, a mysterious tonberry in the corner… I better not mess with him…
But it was kind of hard to not get in trouble with the tonberry, because it turned out that he was sent to kill Agaminron. After realizing this Agaminron jumped from his seat swung around breaking his glass on the counter and hit the tonberry upside the head. It topled over and bled to death on the floor. Agaminron didn’t feel like having a drink anymore so he went upstairs to his room and slept.
He awoke early in the morning and went downstairs to get some breakfast.
There was a blood stain on the floor, from the tonberry… Why had it attacked him? Was it being paid? Anything was possible. But if it was being paid then he had to find out who the compensation was coming from.
As he ate a donut and thought about his predicament he picked up his belongings and left the inn. Across the street a chocobo salesman gave him directions to a cave that he might find some deadly and mysterious creatures that had decended from Mount Olympus. Wow this guy sure knows what I’m lookin’ for! He rented a chocobo and rode off towards the cave.
The chocobo squawked and headed back to the town when he slid off. Then he climbed into the cave. It was very dark so he lit fire to his lamp and kept on. Deeper and deeper into the cave he went, taking care to make little noise.
He had been wlking for about 15 minutes when all of a sudden….
The cave ended.
Behind him he heard laughter as evil as the fires of Hades. Agaminron turned around to see the god of war standing behind him. And in front of the god, a big scary pixelated creature that was oozing green puss from every opening in its ugly pixelated body. It was the most grotesque thing that Agaminron had ever seen. And trust me, he had seen some pretty nasty things in his line of work.
“Now I have you trapped, Agaminron, the last threat against my plot of total annihilation.”
“Ares? God of War? No it can’t be… Sparta has serve you most of all the gods… why would you destroy us?”
“Do you not know? Maybe you are more dumb than I took you for… I will destroy Sparta to uncover the thing you have been searching for all this time…”
“The Ultimate Source of Life... No! You can’t destroy Sparta for that. You don’t even need it… You’re a god, you can’t die!”
“That is true… But there are other things it can be used for, don’t you see? I could overthrough Zeus himself!”
“I can’t let you do that! God or not, I will destroy you… Here and now!” The deadly assassin drew his sword, the beautiful design shining in the lantern light. He lept into the air and began combat with the big scary pixelated beast. Whose main goal, Agaminron realized, was to protect Ares until he was ready to fight. The beast knocked him off his feet and stepped back so that Ares could finish him off.
“Prepare to die Agaminron!” The god drew his sword and plunged it into Agaminron’s gut…
Agaminron cut Ares leg with his pocket knife, which was enough to get the god distracted while agminron healed his mortal wound. This fight would not be won easy especially with his injury. He picked up his and sword and immediately the blade met with Ares’ weapon. The swords moved swiftly, for their masters were skillful and neither one could get a hit on the other. So it went on like that for a long while until finally Agaminron was able to knock Ares off his feet with a fire blast. “Prepare to die, Ares!” He shouted, and swung the steel through the god’s neck. And the it seems impossible, the god bled, and he bled long…
He was sheathing his sword and the beast trompled over and opened his mouth, then closed it on the sword. The sword that had defeated Ares, the sword that had been given to him as a gift, the sword that he had grown to… LOVE. Agaminron turned on the beast and lunged forward. Hate welled up in his eyes and he kicked and punched with all his might. But to no avail, The beast was ready to gobble him up too, when Agaminron remembered they were in a cave. He rolled over and ripped off a stalactite from the cave ceiling. He thrust it at the big scary pixelated beast and blood oozed from its neck. A light shone bright and the beast disappeared, along with the body of the once god of war.
I can’t stay here, I lost the sword, the only thing I value… No, no not here, to many bad memories… I need a new life… Somewhere far from Sparta… Maybe I shall return someda,y but not until I am needed…
So he got a ride on a boat to a far off land, as far away from Sparta as he could get… Never to return.
Deadly Assassins
Mission: Self-assigned: Find ultimate source of life
“Why did you assign yourself this mission? It is near impossible to obtain unless you are a GOD.”
“I…”
“What? I won’t have an assassin of mine searching for an impossible target without a reason. Life is isn’t life without death, unless you are a GOD, so start talkin’ kid!”
“My reason is my own.”
“What is your reason? So help me Zeus, I will fire you!”
“To better serve the GODS and my higher ranking officer sir…”
“Very well… you may go, but stop by my house tonight before you leave, its down the street from the pub.”
“Yes sir!”
Agaminron was usually a cheerful assassin, complete with the killing and the torture and all that stuff assassins do, but today he did not have a smile on his face. The boss’ attitude had really made him mad. He stumbled angrily down the street to his house to gather his things. But when he got there, his front door was ajar and the inside of the house was a mess. It had been broken into. He checked the lock on the door, it had been broken recently, maybe 10-15 minutes at the most. He ran back out into the street, asking passerby if they had seen anyone come out of his house. An imperial told him that he had seen a man run out of the house on the corner and down the street. Agaminron bolted down the street after the man. I will catch him, he thought…
Using his poacher abilities he found the man hiding in the alley of a broken down building. “Get out of here!” the man said, “I don’t want to hurt you!”
“You broke into my house…”
“Well I ain’t sorry I gotta eat don’t I?”
“Well why dontcha eat this!” Agaminron tore off a piece of wood with nails on the end of it off the building. The man scrambled to his feet and started to run, but Agaminron was to fast. He swung the spiked 2x4 at the man’s calf muscles. The nails slid down his leg and tore off the muscle. Blood flew everywhere, the man screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Agaminron took out his pistol and shot him in the kneecaps, then left him screaming and bleeding in the street. He had messed with the wrong guy today…
The man had stolen his inventory of fire crystals. Worth quite a bit of money… 10 maybe 15000 gil. It didn’t matter, that punk had it comin’. Agaminron picked up his house and packed for his trip. He was walking down the street in his long red and black trenchcoat, when he remembered that he was to go to his officer’s house. So he turned around and headed back, but he had an uneasy feeling that something was watching him. He turned and looked toward the pub, and sure enough there was someone looking at him. The creature got up and ran towards him, giving Agaminron no time to get ready. Clomp! Clomp! Clomp! Clomp! The thing bounded towards him, and smashed into his side. Agaminron stumbled, out of breath, and fell unconscious to the ground.
Agaminron, though unconscious was slightly aware of what was happening around him. He had after all, been trained to be observant of his surroundings. The beast was dragging him along the road and suddenly a dark figure smashed into it, slammed a shotgun to its head and fired. Leaving minor remains of brain on the street. Then the figure lifted him up and revived him. It was his officer, Sergeant Beirs. “I missed you kid, you were supposed to be come over tonight…”
“Well, I was heading down there and he just ran into me!”
“Anyways, we’ll go there now.”
“Alright.”
Beirs took him to the attic of the house, and what a sight it was… Swords, magnificent swords covered the walls. And the most fantastic one of all was handed to him. “Take it… may it help you on your travels…”
“I don’t know what to say! Thank you… I guess…”
“Your welcome, now before you go I have one more assignment for you…”
“And what is that?”
“Something horrible is approaching Sparta, a terrible demon from mount olympus…”
“You want me to fight it? That’s crazy! That’d be like fighting a god!”
“I know it seems hard, but you must try… you must try, or it will destroy sparta! Please Agaminron, you must, you are our only hope.”
“I Will do my best…”
And with that he set off, not anything else to do, he didn’t know where he was going. All he knew was what he must find, the ultimate source of life.
If it was real… if not, fighting the monster decended from mount olympus would be rather difficult… He loaded up on many an item when he was traveling near the oracle of delphi, before finding a town a few days away from Sparta. There, he sold the items, made quite a lot of gil and found an inn to stay at. The bar downstairs was crouded, the people looked harmless, except one, a mysterious tonberry in the corner… I better not mess with him…
But it was kind of hard to not get in trouble with the tonberry, because it turned out that he was sent to kill Agaminron. After realizing this Agaminron jumped from his seat swung around breaking his glass on the counter and hit the tonberry upside the head. It topled over and bled to death on the floor. Agaminron didn’t feel like having a drink anymore so he went upstairs to his room and slept.
He awoke early in the morning and went downstairs to get some breakfast.
There was a blood stain on the floor, from the tonberry… Why had it attacked him? Was it being paid? Anything was possible. But if it was being paid then he had to find out who the compensation was coming from.
As he ate a donut and thought about his predicament he picked up his belongings and left the inn. Across the street a chocobo salesman gave him directions to a cave that he might find some deadly and mysterious creatures that had decended from Mount Olympus. Wow this guy sure knows what I’m lookin’ for! He rented a chocobo and rode off towards the cave.
The chocobo squawked and headed back to the town when he slid off. Then he climbed into the cave. It was very dark so he lit fire to his lamp and kept on. Deeper and deeper into the cave he went, taking care to make little noise.
He had been wlking for about 15 minutes when all of a sudden….
The cave ended.
Behind him he heard laughter as evil as the fires of Hades. Agaminron turned around to see the god of war standing behind him. And in front of the god, a big scary pixelated creature that was oozing green puss from every opening in its ugly pixelated body. It was the most grotesque thing that Agaminron had ever seen. And trust me, he had seen some pretty nasty things in his line of work.
“Now I have you trapped, Agaminron, the last threat against my plot of total annihilation.”
“Ares? God of War? No it can’t be… Sparta has serve you most of all the gods… why would you destroy us?”
“Do you not know? Maybe you are more dumb than I took you for… I will destroy Sparta to uncover the thing you have been searching for all this time…”
“The Ultimate Source of Life... No! You can’t destroy Sparta for that. You don’t even need it… You’re a god, you can’t die!”
“That is true… But there are other things it can be used for, don’t you see? I could overthrough Zeus himself!”
“I can’t let you do that! God or not, I will destroy you… Here and now!” The deadly assassin drew his sword, the beautiful design shining in the lantern light. He lept into the air and began combat with the big scary pixelated beast. Whose main goal, Agaminron realized, was to protect Ares until he was ready to fight. The beast knocked him off his feet and stepped back so that Ares could finish him off.
“Prepare to die Agaminron!” The god drew his sword and plunged it into Agaminron’s gut…
Agaminron cut Ares leg with his pocket knife, which was enough to get the god distracted while agminron healed his mortal wound. This fight would not be won easy especially with his injury. He picked up his and sword and immediately the blade met with Ares’ weapon. The swords moved swiftly, for their masters were skillful and neither one could get a hit on the other. So it went on like that for a long while until finally Agaminron was able to knock Ares off his feet with a fire blast. “Prepare to die, Ares!” He shouted, and swung the steel through the god’s neck. And the it seems impossible, the god bled, and he bled long…
He was sheathing his sword and the beast trompled over and opened his mouth, then closed it on the sword. The sword that had defeated Ares, the sword that had been given to him as a gift, the sword that he had grown to… LOVE. Agaminron turned on the beast and lunged forward. Hate welled up in his eyes and he kicked and punched with all his might. But to no avail, The beast was ready to gobble him up too, when Agaminron remembered they were in a cave. He rolled over and ripped off a stalactite from the cave ceiling. He thrust it at the big scary pixelated beast and blood oozed from its neck. A light shone bright and the beast disappeared, along with the body of the once god of war.
I can’t stay here, I lost the sword, the only thing I value… No, no not here, to many bad memories… I need a new life… Somewhere far from Sparta… Maybe I shall return someda,y but not until I am needed…
So he got a ride on a boat to a far off land, as far away from Sparta as he could get… Never to return.