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Final Fantasy

X-Treme

By. Draven Nightly

Disclaimer: 1

All Final fantasy characters and locations are the exclusive property of Square Enix and do not belong to me.

Everything else is me and my friends.

And now for this world.

Being huge fans of the Final Fantasy series of rpgs as well as huge anime and gaming fans in general. One of my friends thought it would be really cool to make it a table top game. It is fun but the story is what it is all about. This is the story of those players.

Before I even get started though all of my friends believe that the world of Final Fantasy is just that. One world. The various games just take place in different parts, or in some cases, different times as the rest of the series. If this doesn't make sense.

Don't worry it didn't to us either. But it has made for one hell of a game. (Now hope fully Square doesn't sue us for all that we're worth). Also you will notice several Anime references. So don't worry you have not lost your mind....you have just entered mine that's all.

So don't be frightened as you enter this world that so far spans FF7 - 11. Primarily 8 though. (Yeah long live 8) Welcome to Final Fantasy X-treme.

Prologue

There was an explosion. He didn't know if that was what had brought him and Shyri back to the village or not. But all at once as the trees had cleared they found themselves in the middle of a nightmare. With a wordless nod he had sent Shyri to check on their friends the Cross sisters, while he made his way to his cousins junk shop.

As quiet as death, and just as sneaky, he had made his way to the junk shop that he and his cousin had lived in for the last twelve years. But as he landed on the roof top of the house next door to it he saw his cousin fall under the blade of a soldier atop a very fierce-looking chocobo. With out thought he had leapt from the building and stopped the attackers' deadly blow with his own gunblade. A gunblade his cousin had made just for him for his fourteenth birthday.

He looked up at the man on the chocobo and heard him self ask "why are you attacking this village?" The man had sneered down at him as the rest of his army had fallen in behind him. "I hate ninjas; I will not stop until every ninja is destroyed."

He had been surprised. Very few people knew that he and his cousin were indeed ninjas. The last survivors of a very old ninja clan from the land of Vana'diel. He had stood up straighter and brought his gunblade up to a neutral position.

"Who are you?" he had asked the leader of this murderous group.

"I am general Onikage of the Mi'hen conglomerate. And who are you before I kill you young ninja."

The boy squared his shoulders and readied for battle as he clearly spoke his name for all to hear.

"I am Xavier Lofbrah." He had yelled as he charged this general of mass destruction.

Xavier leapt into the air with the speed that only years of dedicated ninja training had brought him. With all the might he could muster he brought his gunblade down on the generals' head. Only for it to be caught by general Onikage effortlessly.

"You are very unskilled for your age young ninja." He had said as he sent a thunder spell up the blade causing the bullets to back fire right into Xavier's face.

Xavier dropped his gunblade instantly and covered his damaged eyes.

"You really are not worth my time boy. But I have sworn to kill all ninjas. No matter how unskilled they are."

Xavier had ignored him and the pain long enough to quickly do the hand seals for an ancient fire breathe jutsu, or ninja magic, however in his pained state he accidentally drew both chakra, and mana to do the spell which caused it to misfire right in to his already damaged face. Xavier let loose a scream from the depth of his soul as he fell to the ground.

Xavier sat bolt upright in his bed breathing heavily. His hands instantly reaching for the three kunai, or throwing knives that he had under his pillow.

Very quickly Xavier realized he was in his room in Balamb garden, and that it was just a nightmare. He concluded this because as his "Special" eyes swept the room he saw no threats. That and his room-mate was mumbling for him to shut the hell up and go back to sleep.

Xavier knew though that sleep would not return to him this night. As quietly as he could as to not awaken his room mate further Xavier got dressed in a simple pair of sweat pants and a tank top. Xavier quickly scanned his night stand for his standard issue pouch of holding that every SeeD candidate got, and his goggles, because he could not open his eyes if it wasn't very dark out. Grabbing one last thing, his gunblade, Xavier made his way out of the dorm room locking the door behind him.

Ch.1 Interviews before the test.

Drake knew damn well that this meeting was very important to their futures as SeeDs. So as he patiently waited his turn to be interviewed. He could not help but wonder were in the hell Xavier was. He was no fool and had known instantly when he had left. He also was not surprised to see that Xavier's gunblade and sake jug had disappeared with him this morning.

Drake sat patiently awaiting his turn the only visible sign of his agitation was that his draconian tale was twitching back and forth. His standard issue Seed uniform was neatly pressed; every crease was exact and were it belonged. He wished he could say the same about his two other team mates. Xavier wasn't a slob, but by no means was he tidy. And "Z", well, words could not describe this girl enough. One had to experience "Z" to understand her. If only a little.

The doors to the head masters office burst open and "Z" came skipping out as if she had just spent the entire day with her parents sparing and eating hot dogs.

"Wow that was so easy. I can't believe that I stressed over something like that." "Z" said skipping up to Drake.

"Please don't ruin the surprise for me. Who is doing the interviewing though?"

"Every one including Daddy."

Drake smacked his fore head. Even though he was a laid back person, and generally quite friendly. He hated being under the scrutiny of authority. And that much brass could only mean trouble. Drake felt his horns start to ache as a secretary came out and called his name.

"Well duh that would be me now wouldn't it?" Drake thought to himself as he stood up sharply and saluted the secretary.

The junior class men laughed at Drake as he walked past her. Drake could only shake his head and wonder why all the brass had seen fit to show up for a lousy interview.

As Drake entered the office he nervously glanced at all the instructors and officials that sat in folding chairs in front of on solitary chair and could feel the scales along his neck itch as he started to sweat.

Drake started counting off all the brass as he entered the semi-circle. There was instructor Irvine Kinnease, Marks man ship. Next to him was his wife Instructor Selphie Kinnease, Magic, and magic theory. Next to her was Instructor Eric Masters, he pretty much taught strategy and a little of everything else. Next to him was Ms. Quistis Trepe, and her partner Xu, they were the disciplinary comity. At this Drake shuddered, him, Xavier, and "Z" were quite familiar with Ms. Trepe. Next to them was Instructor Zell Dincht, he taught Hand to Hand combat as well as P.E. and was the commander of the Winhill garden. He was their favorite instructor, because he was like one of them. And who could forget his lovely wife Mrs. Sally Dincht, she also taught hand to hand as well as computers, and computer theory. Next to her was Mr. Seifer Almasy, he was the head of the Network Security group. Again Drake shuddered. Seifer was a real dick and no one liked him. At all. Period. Next to him were head master Squall Leonheart, and his wife Rinoa Leonheart. She also taught Magic and magic theory, mainly because she was a sorcerers. Again everyone liked them.

"Please take a seat." This came from Head master Leonheart.

Drake hurriedly made his way to the folding chair, inadvertently knocking it over in the process with his tail.

As he bent to pick it up he could hear several of them laughing at him under their breathe. Cursing at himself he quickly set the chair up and threaded his tail through the back of it.

"If you are quite finished, State your name, and job classes for us." This came from Mr. Almasy.

A small list of thing Drake wanted to do to that man ran through his mind as he watched the man take a slug of coffee from a very beaten up mug that once had writing on it.

"Well we are waiting." This again came from Seifer.

Drake smiled to himself as he saw both Mrs. Dincht and Mrs. Leonheart cuff him causing him to spew coffee all over himself. Everyone but Seifer, and Drake laughed at this. Of course Drake was busting a gut on the inside, and instantly felt better about this whole thing. But he had kept them long enough.

"My name is Drake Gryphonys. My primary job class is Lancer, dragoon class. My secondary job is summoner. My tertiary job is blue mage.

Drake watched as Both Mrs. Leonheart and Mrs. Kinnease beamed at him. "Now tell us a little about yourself Drake." This came from head master Leonheart.

Drake was confused. "Meaning no disrespect but what is it you wanna know that you already know."

"No disrespect taken, but just tell us about yourself, your history your thoughts, dreams, ambitions."

Drake looked at master Leonheart as if he were on fire, then shook himself from his stupor.

"Well, to my knowledge I was raised on the spiring heights of wyvern cliffs, on "The Island Closest to Hell" by an intelligent Ruby dragon named Lady Scarlet, and her two children. Gregory and Leslie." Drake waited as he saw several of them shift uncomfortably in their chairs. Be it from the chairs themselves or the implication that he was raised by one of the most fearsome dragons in the known world. Much less that they were intelligent. Drake pressed on though.

"My mother referred me here as I am only half dragon, and wished me to partake in my human side since even she does not know who my real parents are."

Drake let them digest this as well as they could. At about this time Mr. Masters leaned forward to look him in his yellow eyes.

"So tell me Drake what are your ambitions exactly."

Drake liked Mr. Masters he was kind, yet firm and to the point. On top of that he was a fountain of knowledge.

"Well let's see." Drake said leaning back in his chair as much as he could. "Well...Um...Shit...I suppose my ambitions would be to return to my village a full fledge SeeD. Maybe find my real parents to find out why they abandoned me. Then to return to my Mother, brother, and sister so as that I might know how proud of me they are. Also all in all to kick ass and take away birthday's sir."

This elected another round of laughter from the semi-circle of instructors.

"One last thing." This again from Mr. Masters. "What do you think of your team mates?"

Drake stood up straight. He had not been ready for this question. He just sat there with the dumbest look on his face till a sound from head master Leonheart brought him back once again.

"Well let's see." Drake started as he stalled for thought time as flashes of memory from his various training exercise with "X" and "Z" flew through his head.

"Come on boy jump." Xavier had said.

"What? Why?" He had asked letting the tip of his spear touch the ground of the training center.

"I wanna see what you have learned from that special instructor they had to ship in just to train your scaly ass." Xavier had said holstering his gunblade. Even at this "Z" had stopped practicing back flips to lend her own voice to the conversation.

"Yeah, let's see this "special" training in action." "Z" had said in her usual cheery voice.

Drake just shrugged and said "who's the target?"

"X" had shrugged his shoulders also "Pick one."

"Okay" with this he had put his spear forward towards Xavier and crouched.

Xavier had lifted an eyebrow.

Than all at once Drake had jumped.

Xavier leaned his head back as Drake soared well over two hundred feet into the air. Xavier and "Z" watched as Drake just sort of stayed up there and wound up. With blinding speed the spear came crashing down and struck right between Xavier's legs.

Xavier looked back up at his friend. "Your aim is off."

With a heavy thud Drake crashed onto Xavier's shoulders.

"Who said I was aiming for you." Drake said tilting Xavier's head towards the beetle that the spear had cleaved in two.

"Mr. Gryphonys, we are waiting." Mr. Almasy said impatiently.

"Well sir, Zella Dincht is a little too happy at times, and Xavier Lofbrah needs to lighten up a lot. Other than that they are functional team mates with few flaws, and we share a bond that I hope is never broken."

Drake watched as everyone looked at each other nodding and talking with themselves. He could hear the Dinchts talking about their daughter in happy tones. He could hear Seifer asking Mr. Masters if he was serious about letting Drake and his friends graduate or not. But all chatter ended as Head master Leonheart stood and walked towards Drake.

Drake shot out of his chair as if he had been stabbed in the ass and hurriedly saluted Head master Leonheart. Head master Leonheart saluted back and offered his hand to Drake. Drake hesitantly took the hand in a slight hand shake.

"That will be all Drake you may join "Z" outside. And if Xavier has seen fit to join us please send him in."

Drake nodded and turned around sharply accidentally hitting Head master Leonheart with his tail. "Sorry sir, it has a mind of its' own today."

That's okay Drake." Head master Leon heart said rubbing his leg.

Drake hurried from the room as to not cause any further trouble only to see "Z" chattering a millions words per minute at Xavier who was leaning up against the wall trying hard to ignore her. Drake was not surprised to see Xavier was dressed like he had slept in his cloths. His jacket was undone, his shirt rumpled and half untucked, and once again he had optioned to where his ninja sandals as opposed to the standard issued black army boots.

"...and another thing, you should have been here on time. Poor Drake has been in there for an hour covering for your ass." "Z" screamed at Xavier.

"How mighty whitish, green of him. I don't need him covering my ass all the time." Xavier said catching Drakes advance out of the corner of his eye.

"Speaking of covering you, why don't we fix you up so you don't look like you spent the night in your uniform?" Drake said making to grab the lapels of Xavier's jacket.

Xavier stopped him by raising a hand. "I'll be okay. If they don't like it, to bad."

Drake walked to the door with Xavier. "Dude I think you should talk to the doctor about those night mares."

"Maybe latter I just wanna get this done and get the hell outa here." Xavier said stepping through the door.

"They're going to crucify him." Drake thought as he walked back to the walking sugar rush that "Z" appeared to be now.

Squall Leonheart watched intently as Xavier Lofbrah entered his office. Ever since he had donated the mobile garden to the nomadic white SeeD and had Balamb garden rebuilt in its original place. Not one set of students had walked through the front gates of his school that showed as much potential as Xavier and his team. However the boy was rough around the edges, as well as always being on edge.

Squall watched as Xavier slumped back in his seat and appeared to stare right at the group of instructors as if he were bored. Of which he probably was. But one could never tell what Xavier was thinking, because very few people have ever looked in to Xavier's eyes.

Seifer sneered at Xavier as he leaned forward. "You will show proper respect and remove your sun glasses for this interview.

Xavier cracked his neck and looked right at Seifer. "No."

Seifer shot out of his seat and advanced on Xavier. "What did you say to me you little shit." Seifer grabbed Xavier by the lapels of his jacket and got right in his face.

Xavier didn't back down. "I told you no."

"Explain."

"I cannot remove my goggles unless I am in almost total darkness." Xavier brushed Seifer hands from his jacket before continuing.

"To do so would cause me great pain."

"I don't care if it will cause you pain or not. I gave you an order to remove your sun glasses. Now do it!" Seifer yelled.

"That is enough Seifer. He tells the truth." Head master Leonheart said. Without prompting Zell and Eric shut the blinds and dimmed the lights to the point that they might as well been off, but bright enough to read their notes, and still take notes.

Xavier nodded at Instructor Dincht, and Instructor Masters as they took their seats. Mr. Masters nodded back. Zell gave Xavier thumbs up. Sighing deeply Xavier reached up and slowly removed his goggles from his face, and stuffed them into his pocket of holding. Every one leaned forward to see why Xavier needed it to be dark for him not to where his goggles. Instructors Kinnease, both of them, Mr. Almasy, Ms. Trepe, Xu, and Mrs., Leonheart had never seen his eyes. The rest had and still were in awe of them.

Slowly Xavier opened his eyes. The dim lights brought a dull ache to his head, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. One by one he turned his eyes to his superiors. As his eyes passed over each one of them he saw them sitting there but instead of seeing them, there cloths, skin, personal effects, and surroundings in the low light. He saw them as if it were high noon in the middle of a desert. He also didn't just see the color of their skin and cloths normally. Everything had a surrounding glow of white bright yellow and bright violet. The garden doctor had told him once that he pretty much saw like a cat in the darkness. Oh to be sure he saw like a normal person when he had his goggles on. But that was because they were welders goggles, slightly modified of course.

Seifer didn't know what to make of the boys eyes. They looked reflective like a cats, only no tame cat could look that cold without being feral, sick, or injured.

"State your name, and job classes for us." Seifer said in an unsure voice.

Xavier turned his cold eyes on to the head of security.

"I am Xavier Lofbrah. My primary job class is Ninja. My secondary job class is red mage.

No one beamed, or made "that's my prized student" gestures to anyone else as Xavier talked. They were too enraptured by his eyes.

Squall liked Xavier. He was hard working and dedicated. But Drake was right Xavier did need to loosen up, and from what he had heard from Zell he had. But Xavier looked so cold and distant from the world now that it made his heart ache. "Tell us a little about yourself Xavier, even if you think we might know it all already."

Xavier turned his gaze on to Squall. He noticed that Xavier did not give him a harsh glare like he had Seifer when he looked at him. The impression that he got was that Xavier really wanted to be elsewhere right now, so that he could deal with whatever was weighing heavy on his mind.

Xavier reached into his pocket and pulled out an energy bar. Slowly he unwrapped it and took a bite, never once taking his eyes from Head master Leonheart.

"Well Xavier. We are waiting." Squall said as Xavier finished his energy bar.

Xavier forcefully swallowed the last of the horrid energy bar before speaking.

"I come from a long line of ninjas that lived in the lands of Vana'diel in the village of Vahn."

Xavier waited for everyone to get done shifting in their seats.

"One day my land was attacked by the Mi'hen Conglomerate and concurred. I and my cousin fled to the borders of our land. When I awoke next we were in the village of Beartree just on the other side of the mountains to the north of the garden here."

Xavier waited for everyone to get done shifting again at the implication that he had just given them.

"While there my cousin eventually got work running a junk shop. The entire time he continued my ninja training as best as he could. But soon ran out of things to train me. Then one day thirteen years after we had gotten there the Mi'hen attacked Beartree just to destroy us. During the fighting two back to back accidents caused me to go blind. Two sorcerers friends of mine fixed my eyes, kind of, and I left to go back to Vana'diel to see if I could find any information about other ninjas so I could finish my training. However since I did not know how I got to Balamb in the first place when I came upon the shift portal I did not know what I was doing. So I ended up in the land of Spira."

Xavier paused there to collect his rampaging thoughts, he did not want to give out any unneeded information. Though he doubted that a few of them were going to believe that he had gone through several shift portals with out the proper authorities knowing

"I was in Spira for five years while there I made several important friends. They taught me how to be a better warrior. Two of them even taught me how to play the local sport of Blitz ball. I even had a girl friend for a bit. But I decided I needed to come to this garden so I left with the knowledge of my training and a couple of souvenirs."

Xavier grinned to him self as he thought of the Sake jug that he had received from Waka and Lulu, the Blitz ball he had gotten from Tidus and Yunna, and the Al Bhed potion with the oranges yellow feather tied to it that he had gotten from Rikku. He really needed to visit them. He owed Rikku a date any way.

"However as I approached the shift portal I was attacked by the Mi'hen and with out a second thought I dove through the portal. When I awoke I was in a run down city. This city had once been huge, bigger than any here in Centra. I eventually made friends with former freedom fighters, and they taught me anything I was willing to learn. As a matter of fact Drakes lancer instructor was a member of this group."

Squall sat up a little straighter. He had not known that the former pilot he had brought in to teach drake on how to be a better lancer was once a freedom fighter. He would have to ask Cid Highwind about that the next time he saw him.

"After five years of training there I knew how to use the shift portal and decided it was time to come here. Once here I had a bit of a confrontation at the front gate, and now here I sit."

Xavier took a deep breath and started eyeing the hundred cup coffee pot behind Seifer.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait. Other than the rest of the bull shit you spewed, what confrontation did you have at the front gate when you joined us?" Seifer asked.

"The day he joined, he was turned aside by the gate man. He then proceeded to beat the shit out of the entire student body and three Instructors. Before he was defeated by Head master Leonheart." Eric said

"Bull shit! What three of you were bested by this little punk?" Seifer demanded.

Nervously Instructor Kinnease, both of them, and Ms. Trepe raised their hand. Seifer gave them all withering glares.

"It was a field exam day. We were tired." Irvine offered weekly.

Seifer sat there and mumbled under his breath about there incompetence.

Ignoring Seifers insistent bitching Eric Masters watched his student as he eyed something behind him. Slowly Eric turned around a spotted the huge coffee pot and knew instantly what Xavier was focused on, and what was running through his mind. And he was right the faculty coffee was a better, higher, quality blend than the swill served to the students.

Having tutored Xavier, and having several meetings with him as well Eric knew the young man was about to get up without permission and make his way to the coffee pot. Erick decided that would have been disastrous and got up. As before he knew how the boy liked his Joe. Heavy cream, heavier sugar. Eric, Drake, and "Z" joked with Xavier about how he should call his coffee Josephine instead of Joe. Till Xavier took them seriously and started calling it Josephine.

Xavier gave Eric a private smile that few got to see as he was handed the cup of coffee.

"Thank you sir. I owe you one." Xavier said graciously accepting the cup.

"Don't worry about it Xavier. I know how badly those energy bars taste. How can you stand those things?" Eric said relinquishing the cup.

"I don't know Sir. But when I figure it out I will tell you." Xavier replied taking the first delight full swallow of coffee. He immediately swore he would never drink cafeteria coffee again.

Taking his seat Eric picked up his note-book and asked the first of his last two questions.

"Now Xavier what are your dreams, and ambitions?"

Xavier instantly lost the look of delight on his face as he was brought sharply back to reality. He didn't have to think to long for the answer to his ambitions, and answered immediately.

"My ambitions are to perfect my use of Jutsu, or ninja magic, my use of normal magic, and the perfection of my ninja skills in general. My other ambition is to bring about the down fall of the Mi'hen Conglomerate.

Xavier went back to savoring his heavenly coffee.

"Those are fine ambitions and goals Xavier, but what are your dreams?" Mr. Masters asked anxious to hear the answer. Because as well as he knew the boy he didn't have a clue as to what his dreams were.

Xavier lowered the cup from his lips and got a really sad; far away look in his eyes as the thought of one person entered his mind.

"To find a missing friend."

Eric had a hard time believing what he had just seen. Xavier showing a true emotion other than anger, or annoyance. Who ever this person was obviously very important to Xavier and Eric knew that to ask further would cause problems. So he asked his last Question.

"What do you think of your team mates?"

Xavier just stared at his feet for the longest time before answering.

"Drake and "Z" are great. I couldn't ask for better team mates or friends. They are the closest thing to a true family I have ever had." Xavier responded never tacking his eyes off his feet.

Squall stood up from his seat and walked over to Xavier. Xavier didn't look up or even stand up till the head masters boots entered Xavier's field of vision. Slowly Xavier stood up and placed the cup down on the seat before accepting Squalls hand shake.

"Are you all right Xavier?" Squall asked the boy.

"I'll be fine sir; all I need is some air."

With out prompting Xavier started for the door. Half way there he pulled out his goggles and put them back on. On his way out the door he turned the lights back on.