(Hello everyone! Tangrow speaking! this is a PokecharmsxFFTA2 crossover, and I hope I wrote it well enough! This first chapter is a tad short for my taste, but I hope you like it (And I hope that everyone ever comments) because I took a lot of time deciding roles and stuff! (Thankoo RX) Alrighty, here we are!)
Chapter 1: Books and Birds
When the bell rang, Evans had sworn he would be the first one out of school. Summer vacation, sitting at home playing video games, maybe doing homework if he felt like it. All these things and more were on his mind as he had watched the clock tick down earlier. And right as he heard the telltale high pitched sound, he immediately jumped from his seat and began running down the hall. Well, at least, that was what he had in mind before a familiar hand grabbed him firmly by the back of his hoodie.
“I signed us up for helping the library organize their books for the next year. You don’t mind.” She had said, and Evans didn’t even have to look behind him to see the smug look on her face. “Come on.” Without a word, Idris began dragging him in the other direction whilst Evans pretended to struggle in futility, eliciting a laugh from her.
“Id, this is possibly the worst thing you’ve done to me all year.” Another laugh. Evans huffed, crossing his hands before actually deciding to stop being dragged and start walking alongside Idris. Her thin arms still hadn’t let go of him, however, because she was well aware he would run the second she let go. As they turned the hall, the library doors loomed ahead, alerting the young brunette of her approaching job, and the disgruntled boy of what he would be stuck with.
“Seriously, what possessed you to do library work on the last day of school?” He said, raising his voice at the end. There weren’t many people left, just those too slow to get their books and get out. As Idris pulled open the doors, she replied.
“It’s the right thing to do. And the look on your face afterward is amazing.” She smiled, and Evans grumbled. The library was considerably smaller than most, with just a few rows of shelves and books and a few computers. “Come on, it’s not that much,” She finally let go of him and absentmindedly opened a music box lying on the counter, causing Evans to cringe. “Mister Randell? Are you in here?” She called out. “Hm,” Idris looked around in her line of sight once more. “You,” She turned back to Evans. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.” With that, Idris disappeared behind one of the aisles, looking for the teacher. Evans sighed and decided to take a seat at a table with a rather large book. It bore an incredibly intricate design and appeared to be locked, causing Evans to give it more interest than some regular book that also functioned as a pillow in school. He fiddled with the latch on it for a moment, before managing to open up the old tome.
With a detached interest, he idly flipped through the first few pages. Evans was never much for reading, and it held true as his eyes simply skimmed the pages, more or less marveling the images of fantasy, that of wizards and magical creatures. At least, he had, until he came across many blank pages. “Huh?” He had said, to no one in particular. He flipped back a couple pages, deciding to look at what was last written.
“One is fated to fill its barren pages. Know you his name?” This caused the boy to quickly look around, making sure no one was in the vicinity to see him, before pulling out a pen he kept in his pocket and scribbling Evans Colbert within its confines. Looking satisfied with himself, he returned the pen to its place. “Well, me, of course! Hah!” Before he could deface any more of the book, however, he found his eyes accosted by a bright light before he blacked out entirely.
Far away, in the land of Ivalice, on the continent of Loar, if one looked closely enough on a map, they would find the Targ Woods. It is there that our story begins. It’s a peaceful, quiet forest located at the southeastern tip of the continent, out of the way, and generally out of mind. Trees dotted the landscape, and most of the wood of the continent came from the area. Today, however, within the Woods lay a most cantankerous monster, that of what could only be described as a gigantic bird. A bill was put up at the pub for its defeat, and the offer was quickly accepted by none other than the local clan.
“Come on, then! Our mark, uh, Klesta, should be around here.” A feminine voice rang out as she emerged into a clearing from the woods many trees. She was dressed in chainmail and sturdy boots, wielding a simple Longsword. Her chestnut hair fell to her shoulders, and shifted slightly as she turned her head back to the forest. “Hurry up, you two! Sem, stop taking forever!”
Within moments, a small girl of adolescent age emerged, garbed in white with a staff strapped to her back. On her shoulders rode what could only be easily described as a disgruntled, winged, blue-furred creature in small clothes made for him. The creature in question turned to the woman, and, with a deadpan look, said, “Don’t even dare saying it.” He paused momentarily, looking as if he was concentrating on something, but instead releasing a, “…Kupo. Damn.” The moogle looked exceptionally displeased with himself.
“Sem got stuck in a bush, so I had to help him out, is all!” The girl carrying him cheerfully said as the moogle’s fur seemed to pale.
“…” The first woman seemed to be trying to stifle her laughter, before looking away and letting out a large cacophony of noises before turning back, straight-faced. “Right. We should be approaching it shortly. Does everyone know what to do?” Sem nodded, whilst the girl he was situated upon bit her lip.
“Um, Katie, are you sure we can do this with just three people?” She asked, anxiety ringing in her otherwise cheerful voice. “Maybe we should have brought Toru and Kera. It sounds really big.” The trio began walking towards ever-louder screeches.
“Oh, come on now, Elise. This is Targ Woods!” Katie began, “If we were in the Galerria Deep, then I’d understand, but there really isn’t any gigantic-oh.” They stopped as they saw a gigantic rotund bird, three times the size of any man look at them with fiercely territorial eyes. “Huh.”
“Oh, come on now, Katie. This is Targ Woods! What’s the worst that can happen?” Sem said dryly, lacing each word with sarcastic intent. Katie rolled her eyes, largely ignoring the moogle, before focusing on the crushatrice in front of them.
“Well,” She said. “Let’s get to it, then!” Katie lifted her longsword, preparing for battle, but before she could rush to the monstrous bird, a bright light accosted her and everyone’s vision. “Woah!”
“Ah, it’s really bright!” Elise exclaimed, shielding her eyes with the robe as Sem covered his with adorably tiny paws.
As the light faded, a boy lay where it originated, dressed in ordinary wear. Such an odd turn of events confused even the crushatrice, who squawked once in confusion as the boy sat up, holding his head.
“Holy…” He said, “What happened?” As he looked around his surroundings, he noticed the forested landscape. “Uh, Id?” The mark, however, had gotten over its initial shock, and screeched loudly. He turned around, finding himself face-to-beak with the crushatrice, and quickly backed up in fear. “Not Id! Not Id! Holy crap, what the hell happened?”
“Uh, hey there!” Katie yelled out from the other side of the clearing.
“G-gah! Who are you!? Oh, whatever, just help me!” He cried out desperately as the bird began to advance.
Katie turned to Sem and Elise. “Change of plans, guys. Sem, you and I will distract the bird. Elise, provide support and help that guy out!” Sem hopped from Elise’s shoulder to Katie’s, latching onto her hair for balance as he took off the rod strapped to his back.
“This is so insane…” He muttered, raising the rod as he felt the magick in the air gather towards him. “No matter. Fire!” He shouted, bringing the rod to a point at the bird in the distance, and within moments, a small burst of heat engulfed the foe, causing the bird to stumble back in surprise with a quick squawk. Shortly recovering from the attack with a few burnt feathers to sport of it, the bird set its sights on the tasty morsel situated on the human’s shoulders and began to bumble towards Sem and Katie. “Elise, go!” He urged. The girl nodded, and began to sprint towards the shellshocked boy with wide eyes.
“Hey there,” The younger girl said as she crouched down to meet his wide eyes. “My name is Elise. What’s yours?” She questioned.
“E-Evans. Where am I? What’s happening?” He asked, the fear evident in his voice. “I was in the library just a minute ago and now a giant bird was trying to eat me!”
“You’re in Ivalice. Or moreso, the Targ Woods. I would be so happy to ask you more, but,” She turned to look back at the ensuing battle, noticing Sem casting spells from a nearby rock while Katie was fighting the bird head-on, but slowly losing. “Can you fight?” She asked from seemingly nowhere.
“Uh, I mean,” he said, much calmer now. Simply being around Elise seemed to have a sort of effect on others. “I can do my best.”
“Good enough! You can join our clan, and we can talk from there!” She said happily, and then turned to the battle, seeing Katie receive a sharp beak into her arm, causing an intense bleed as she cried out. “Ah! Cure!” She said, holding her white staff out as blue magicks flowed from it, mending her wound as Katie sent her a grateful look in return. “Katie! The law card!” She exclaimed, and Katie reached into her pockets while backpedaling away from the bird, before throwing a rather aerodynamic card to Elise, who caught it as the battle raged on.
“Did you just…?”
“Heal her? Wow, you really must be new!” She exclaimed. “But now’s not the time! I need you to help Katie, and the best way to do that is to join our clan and fight with us! Will you?” She pleaded.
“…Alright!” He said, standing up now.
“Great! Now!” She held the card up in the air as it emitted a beacon to the sky. Shortly thereafter, in a quick flash of light, a tall being clad in silver armor appeared before the two, looking at Evans expectedly. “Okay, now swear the oath to the judge! Say you’ll join the clan! And quickly, too!” She glanced back at the battle. Katie was still holding up, and the bird’s figure was mottled with burn, scorch, and frost marks.
“Uhh, alright! I, er, want to join the clan!” He exclaimed, facing the judge. The figure nodded, and the two are engulfed in a bright light momentarily, before Evans appears once more, alone, and in new garb. Sporting a blue swallowtail sort of shirt underneath metal armor held up by leather, along with shorts and leggings, he took up the sword at his side and held it out defiantly. “Alright! This makes absolutely no sense, and I’m not sure if this is a dream or not, but it’s totally awesome! Charge!” He shouted, and ran into the fray. Elise shook her head, a grin on her face, and rushed to get close enough to heal any of his inevitable wounds.
Katie had been fighting back the crushatrice relatively well, but it was unnaturally resilient, and seemed to shrug off most of her attacks. Sem’s were having more of an effect, but it was far too long of a fight for Katie to keep going. That was why she was pleasantly surprised to see Evans run up and strike the bird from behind, causing it yelp in surprise, mixed with a bit of pain. It rounded on Evans, allowing Katie to strike at it as well. Sick of such a cowardly method of fighting, the bird leapt into the air before falling straight down, the force of the impact blowing the two away. Katie quickly spun around in midair, landing on her feet, although Evans simply slid across the ground before getting to his feet. “Watch it! We’ll attack from both sides!” She shouted over as she began to parry the monster’s beak strikes as Evans ran in to attack from behind again. It cried out in indignation, before flying up once more, intending to once more try to squash its foe.
Before it could land, however, it was struck out of the sky with an oddly convenient lightning bolt from the clouds. The crushatrice fell to the ground with a loud thud, now showing wear and tear. Katie glanced at Sem, who was wearing a rather smug look on his face. Before Evans or Katie could run in to give it a good old fashioned beatdown, however, the bird uprighted itself rather quickly and began to flap its small wings, somehow taking it into the air. With a shrill cry, Klesta flew away from the woods towards the horizon. Watching everyone just stand there staring at it, Evans gaped. “What are you doing? We could have killed it!” Sem took a sidelong look at him.
“The quest was simply to rid the forest of its disruption. It has been rid of.” He gracefully hopped off of his rock, brushing any dust off of his small outfit before continuing. “I have no need to waste my magick on such trivial matters.” He then turned and walked over to Katie. “So that one is our new clan member? Wonderful.” Evans couldn’t help but feel affronted.
“Yep! That makes us a guild of six now! Soon we’ll be able to start taking jobs elsewhere!” Katie responded.
“That would be lovely! I do wish to go home to Camoa soon.” Elise added, having watched the battle from the sidelines and healing any minor wounds. “…We should probably go back to the pub and tell Kera and Toru!” Katie nodded.
“Yes, our reward should also be there as well.”
“I can’t say I really understand most of this…” Evans said cautiously, “But I’m happy to help! This was really exciting.”
“Yes, being part of a clan is thrilling,” Sem drawled, “But it can be dangerous. Are you sure you can handle that?”
“I’ll handle whatever. Don’t you worry that pretty little head of yours.” He replied pleasantly, making Elise stifle a giggle as Sem gave him a dirty look.
“Alright, alright,” Katie said, picking Sem up and putting him on her shoulder. Moogles were not truly as small as one’s head, but they were small enough to be carried, akin to a child of five years. “Let’s go back to the pub, and then we can talk about you.” She said, looking pointedly at Evans as she began walking.
“Cool! Just one question…”
“Yes?”
“You’re a clan, right?”
“Yep! We’re Clan Pizza!”
“…Seriously?”
(Ughhhhhh so hideously short. I'm going to work on getting to ten pages next chapter! Please comment, I want to know if I captured the Charmsians involved correctly and I am trying to work on my writing! Thank YOU ♥)
Chapter 1: Books and Birds
When the bell rang, Evans had sworn he would be the first one out of school. Summer vacation, sitting at home playing video games, maybe doing homework if he felt like it. All these things and more were on his mind as he had watched the clock tick down earlier. And right as he heard the telltale high pitched sound, he immediately jumped from his seat and began running down the hall. Well, at least, that was what he had in mind before a familiar hand grabbed him firmly by the back of his hoodie.
“I signed us up for helping the library organize their books for the next year. You don’t mind.” She had said, and Evans didn’t even have to look behind him to see the smug look on her face. “Come on.” Without a word, Idris began dragging him in the other direction whilst Evans pretended to struggle in futility, eliciting a laugh from her.
“Id, this is possibly the worst thing you’ve done to me all year.” Another laugh. Evans huffed, crossing his hands before actually deciding to stop being dragged and start walking alongside Idris. Her thin arms still hadn’t let go of him, however, because she was well aware he would run the second she let go. As they turned the hall, the library doors loomed ahead, alerting the young brunette of her approaching job, and the disgruntled boy of what he would be stuck with.
“Seriously, what possessed you to do library work on the last day of school?” He said, raising his voice at the end. There weren’t many people left, just those too slow to get their books and get out. As Idris pulled open the doors, she replied.
“It’s the right thing to do. And the look on your face afterward is amazing.” She smiled, and Evans grumbled. The library was considerably smaller than most, with just a few rows of shelves and books and a few computers. “Come on, it’s not that much,” She finally let go of him and absentmindedly opened a music box lying on the counter, causing Evans to cringe. “Mister Randell? Are you in here?” She called out. “Hm,” Idris looked around in her line of sight once more. “You,” She turned back to Evans. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.” With that, Idris disappeared behind one of the aisles, looking for the teacher. Evans sighed and decided to take a seat at a table with a rather large book. It bore an incredibly intricate design and appeared to be locked, causing Evans to give it more interest than some regular book that also functioned as a pillow in school. He fiddled with the latch on it for a moment, before managing to open up the old tome.
With a detached interest, he idly flipped through the first few pages. Evans was never much for reading, and it held true as his eyes simply skimmed the pages, more or less marveling the images of fantasy, that of wizards and magical creatures. At least, he had, until he came across many blank pages. “Huh?” He had said, to no one in particular. He flipped back a couple pages, deciding to look at what was last written.
“One is fated to fill its barren pages. Know you his name?” This caused the boy to quickly look around, making sure no one was in the vicinity to see him, before pulling out a pen he kept in his pocket and scribbling Evans Colbert within its confines. Looking satisfied with himself, he returned the pen to its place. “Well, me, of course! Hah!” Before he could deface any more of the book, however, he found his eyes accosted by a bright light before he blacked out entirely.
Far away, in the land of Ivalice, on the continent of Loar, if one looked closely enough on a map, they would find the Targ Woods. It is there that our story begins. It’s a peaceful, quiet forest located at the southeastern tip of the continent, out of the way, and generally out of mind. Trees dotted the landscape, and most of the wood of the continent came from the area. Today, however, within the Woods lay a most cantankerous monster, that of what could only be described as a gigantic bird. A bill was put up at the pub for its defeat, and the offer was quickly accepted by none other than the local clan.
“Come on, then! Our mark, uh, Klesta, should be around here.” A feminine voice rang out as she emerged into a clearing from the woods many trees. She was dressed in chainmail and sturdy boots, wielding a simple Longsword. Her chestnut hair fell to her shoulders, and shifted slightly as she turned her head back to the forest. “Hurry up, you two! Sem, stop taking forever!”
Within moments, a small girl of adolescent age emerged, garbed in white with a staff strapped to her back. On her shoulders rode what could only be easily described as a disgruntled, winged, blue-furred creature in small clothes made for him. The creature in question turned to the woman, and, with a deadpan look, said, “Don’t even dare saying it.” He paused momentarily, looking as if he was concentrating on something, but instead releasing a, “…Kupo. Damn.” The moogle looked exceptionally displeased with himself.
“Sem got stuck in a bush, so I had to help him out, is all!” The girl carrying him cheerfully said as the moogle’s fur seemed to pale.
“…” The first woman seemed to be trying to stifle her laughter, before looking away and letting out a large cacophony of noises before turning back, straight-faced. “Right. We should be approaching it shortly. Does everyone know what to do?” Sem nodded, whilst the girl he was situated upon bit her lip.
“Um, Katie, are you sure we can do this with just three people?” She asked, anxiety ringing in her otherwise cheerful voice. “Maybe we should have brought Toru and Kera. It sounds really big.” The trio began walking towards ever-louder screeches.
“Oh, come on now, Elise. This is Targ Woods!” Katie began, “If we were in the Galerria Deep, then I’d understand, but there really isn’t any gigantic-oh.” They stopped as they saw a gigantic rotund bird, three times the size of any man look at them with fiercely territorial eyes. “Huh.”
“Oh, come on now, Katie. This is Targ Woods! What’s the worst that can happen?” Sem said dryly, lacing each word with sarcastic intent. Katie rolled her eyes, largely ignoring the moogle, before focusing on the crushatrice in front of them.
“Well,” She said. “Let’s get to it, then!” Katie lifted her longsword, preparing for battle, but before she could rush to the monstrous bird, a bright light accosted her and everyone’s vision. “Woah!”
“Ah, it’s really bright!” Elise exclaimed, shielding her eyes with the robe as Sem covered his with adorably tiny paws.
As the light faded, a boy lay where it originated, dressed in ordinary wear. Such an odd turn of events confused even the crushatrice, who squawked once in confusion as the boy sat up, holding his head.
“Holy…” He said, “What happened?” As he looked around his surroundings, he noticed the forested landscape. “Uh, Id?” The mark, however, had gotten over its initial shock, and screeched loudly. He turned around, finding himself face-to-beak with the crushatrice, and quickly backed up in fear. “Not Id! Not Id! Holy crap, what the hell happened?”
“Uh, hey there!” Katie yelled out from the other side of the clearing.
“G-gah! Who are you!? Oh, whatever, just help me!” He cried out desperately as the bird began to advance.
Katie turned to Sem and Elise. “Change of plans, guys. Sem, you and I will distract the bird. Elise, provide support and help that guy out!” Sem hopped from Elise’s shoulder to Katie’s, latching onto her hair for balance as he took off the rod strapped to his back.
“This is so insane…” He muttered, raising the rod as he felt the magick in the air gather towards him. “No matter. Fire!” He shouted, bringing the rod to a point at the bird in the distance, and within moments, a small burst of heat engulfed the foe, causing the bird to stumble back in surprise with a quick squawk. Shortly recovering from the attack with a few burnt feathers to sport of it, the bird set its sights on the tasty morsel situated on the human’s shoulders and began to bumble towards Sem and Katie. “Elise, go!” He urged. The girl nodded, and began to sprint towards the shellshocked boy with wide eyes.
“Hey there,” The younger girl said as she crouched down to meet his wide eyes. “My name is Elise. What’s yours?” She questioned.
“E-Evans. Where am I? What’s happening?” He asked, the fear evident in his voice. “I was in the library just a minute ago and now a giant bird was trying to eat me!”
“You’re in Ivalice. Or moreso, the Targ Woods. I would be so happy to ask you more, but,” She turned to look back at the ensuing battle, noticing Sem casting spells from a nearby rock while Katie was fighting the bird head-on, but slowly losing. “Can you fight?” She asked from seemingly nowhere.
“Uh, I mean,” he said, much calmer now. Simply being around Elise seemed to have a sort of effect on others. “I can do my best.”
“Good enough! You can join our clan, and we can talk from there!” She said happily, and then turned to the battle, seeing Katie receive a sharp beak into her arm, causing an intense bleed as she cried out. “Ah! Cure!” She said, holding her white staff out as blue magicks flowed from it, mending her wound as Katie sent her a grateful look in return. “Katie! The law card!” She exclaimed, and Katie reached into her pockets while backpedaling away from the bird, before throwing a rather aerodynamic card to Elise, who caught it as the battle raged on.
“Did you just…?”
“Heal her? Wow, you really must be new!” She exclaimed. “But now’s not the time! I need you to help Katie, and the best way to do that is to join our clan and fight with us! Will you?” She pleaded.
“…Alright!” He said, standing up now.
“Great! Now!” She held the card up in the air as it emitted a beacon to the sky. Shortly thereafter, in a quick flash of light, a tall being clad in silver armor appeared before the two, looking at Evans expectedly. “Okay, now swear the oath to the judge! Say you’ll join the clan! And quickly, too!” She glanced back at the battle. Katie was still holding up, and the bird’s figure was mottled with burn, scorch, and frost marks.
“Uhh, alright! I, er, want to join the clan!” He exclaimed, facing the judge. The figure nodded, and the two are engulfed in a bright light momentarily, before Evans appears once more, alone, and in new garb. Sporting a blue swallowtail sort of shirt underneath metal armor held up by leather, along with shorts and leggings, he took up the sword at his side and held it out defiantly. “Alright! This makes absolutely no sense, and I’m not sure if this is a dream or not, but it’s totally awesome! Charge!” He shouted, and ran into the fray. Elise shook her head, a grin on her face, and rushed to get close enough to heal any of his inevitable wounds.
Katie had been fighting back the crushatrice relatively well, but it was unnaturally resilient, and seemed to shrug off most of her attacks. Sem’s were having more of an effect, but it was far too long of a fight for Katie to keep going. That was why she was pleasantly surprised to see Evans run up and strike the bird from behind, causing it yelp in surprise, mixed with a bit of pain. It rounded on Evans, allowing Katie to strike at it as well. Sick of such a cowardly method of fighting, the bird leapt into the air before falling straight down, the force of the impact blowing the two away. Katie quickly spun around in midair, landing on her feet, although Evans simply slid across the ground before getting to his feet. “Watch it! We’ll attack from both sides!” She shouted over as she began to parry the monster’s beak strikes as Evans ran in to attack from behind again. It cried out in indignation, before flying up once more, intending to once more try to squash its foe.
Before it could land, however, it was struck out of the sky with an oddly convenient lightning bolt from the clouds. The crushatrice fell to the ground with a loud thud, now showing wear and tear. Katie glanced at Sem, who was wearing a rather smug look on his face. Before Evans or Katie could run in to give it a good old fashioned beatdown, however, the bird uprighted itself rather quickly and began to flap its small wings, somehow taking it into the air. With a shrill cry, Klesta flew away from the woods towards the horizon. Watching everyone just stand there staring at it, Evans gaped. “What are you doing? We could have killed it!” Sem took a sidelong look at him.
“The quest was simply to rid the forest of its disruption. It has been rid of.” He gracefully hopped off of his rock, brushing any dust off of his small outfit before continuing. “I have no need to waste my magick on such trivial matters.” He then turned and walked over to Katie. “So that one is our new clan member? Wonderful.” Evans couldn’t help but feel affronted.
“Yep! That makes us a guild of six now! Soon we’ll be able to start taking jobs elsewhere!” Katie responded.
“That would be lovely! I do wish to go home to Camoa soon.” Elise added, having watched the battle from the sidelines and healing any minor wounds. “…We should probably go back to the pub and tell Kera and Toru!” Katie nodded.
“Yes, our reward should also be there as well.”
“I can’t say I really understand most of this…” Evans said cautiously, “But I’m happy to help! This was really exciting.”
“Yes, being part of a clan is thrilling,” Sem drawled, “But it can be dangerous. Are you sure you can handle that?”
“I’ll handle whatever. Don’t you worry that pretty little head of yours.” He replied pleasantly, making Elise stifle a giggle as Sem gave him a dirty look.
“Alright, alright,” Katie said, picking Sem up and putting him on her shoulder. Moogles were not truly as small as one’s head, but they were small enough to be carried, akin to a child of five years. “Let’s go back to the pub, and then we can talk about you.” She said, looking pointedly at Evans as she began walking.
“Cool! Just one question…”
“Yes?”
“You’re a clan, right?”
“Yep! We’re Clan Pizza!”
“…Seriously?”
(Ughhhhhh so hideously short. I'm going to work on getting to ten pages next chapter! Please comment, I want to know if I captured the Charmsians involved correctly and I am trying to work on my writing! Thank YOU ♥)
