Date: Sun, 5 Jul 1998 13:51:47 -1000 Subject: [ffml] [MW] ef ef sucken From: tha-doggfatha@juno.com (The One and Only Shadow) At Mog's base... Tifa is sitting on her bed, in a relaxed position. Shadow is trying to get his things together. "So, Shadow, was it as good to you, as it was as good to me?" "I don't have time to answer your seductive questions, Tifa. You got what you wanted. Just tell me where Mog is, so I can go talk to him. He still owes me for what I did for him." "Fine. He's at Tavern-Dirith." "What!? I just came from that place." "Well, you must not have known that there's a war going on over there." "A war?" "Yes, between the Caliph's sons." "I killed the Caliph!" "Well then, you must have started it." "I have no time for your crap, slut." "What did you call me?" "Slut. S-L-U-T." "Why you--" Tifa said, as she began to walk over to Shadow. She takes a swing at him. He easily dodges the attack. While dodging, he ducks and sweepkick's her feet, sending Tifa to the ground. She begins to yell for Cloud. "CLOUD! HELP ME!" "Shut up bitch!" Shadow yells at her. Suddenly the door bursts open, and Cloud walks in, only to trip over his big sword. He struggles to his feet. "Hey! Don't even try it!" he yells. "Try what?" Shadow answers. "Try..." "Listen, you mindless idiot, move out of the way, or I'll shove that huge sword of yours up your ass!" Shadow says before Cloud can finish his sentence. "If you do, Mog'll be pissed!" "I don't give a damn what Mog'll do. Move out of the way!" "No." "Then, you've forced me to do this." Shadow begins to unsheathe his katana, but, before he can do so, Cloud lets out a forceful "AHHHH!" and begins to charge the ninja. Shadow moves out of the way, and Cloud hits the wall, breaking into the next room, and next room, and next room, and next room...you get the picture. "Cloud, no, stop running! You'll hurt yourself!" Tifa yells through the hole Cloud has made in the wall. "Shut up bitch!" Shadow yells, and bitchslaps Tifa in the face. "Stop calling me bitch!" "That's what you are!" "No I'm not!" "Shut up, bitch!" "You shut up." "I've had enough of you and your friends from the future, or whatever the hell place you come from. I don't even know why Mog has you fools in his army." "Because we're the best!" "A bunch of blockheads are the best?" "We're not blockheads!" "Look at your friggin game!" "What game?" "Never mind." Shadow picks up his bag, and leaves the room. He walks to Mog's quarters to wait Mog's arrival, only to find Mog already there. "Mog, when did you show up?" "I hooked up a teleporter in my new base at Tavern-dirith. It allows me total transportation from here to there, and from there to here." "I see...where is my payment. I killed the Caliph, as you said." "The payment..." Mog began... Date: Mon, 6 Jul 1998 15:30:46 -1000 Subject: [ffml] Re: [MW] Just rewards for Unjust causes. From: His Dark Lordship "Well.." he continued. "While you did your job and assassinated the Caliph, you've done much more. You've allowed us to push his empire back. Spies have told me of his daughter's escape, and even still that there are many heirs at large. The fun part will be watching them try to pull the shambles of the kingdom back together, which should take awhile, as my armies had besieged and ran every settlement they came across into the ground." He smiled, showing the two tusks that had formed with the manifesting power he had received. "You have thus, done a great note to our cause." The moogle pulled out a jeweled chest, opened it up and examined it, then handed it to Shadow. "The spoils of war. There are enough gems here to let you live like a king for twenty years." He then pointed to a shack across the base. "That's our food storage. It's easily transported from location to location. We keep anything edible there. My men have been instructed to give you the hand pickings of it. The food is divided into sections edible for various races. I'd recommend you stick to the humanoid stall. There's plenty of preserved trail rations we've looted, and even some elvish weigh bread from a raid on an elven city, which should keep you full for a long time. There's also a fair amount of alcohol from various lootings." "Finally, Kholingen has been spared." he grinned. "And also, I hope Tifa didn't keep you too occupied. She tries hard to help out around here, though she gets a little carried away at times." Shadow didn't say anything. Mog escorted him to the storage hut where Shadow took a load of food, and several bottles of Dwarvish Mead, Elvish Wine and other fancy, expensive drinks. Finally, Mog handed him a badge. "We got this from our last scuffle with the Reptites. It's sewn in a most curious fashion, that our people can't replicate. You might find it useful." Mog turned and returned inward to the camp. "Now go, your steed is waiting..." Shadow turned away from Mog and began to walk. He quickly heard a sound. "Wark?" He looked around. Nothing. "Wark!" He heard ruffling noises from behind he. He darted about. He was staring at a chocobo. Unlike other chocobos, however. This chocobo had jet black feathers, slowly shading to a deep purple near the head. A golden beak guarded two intelligent eyes. The ostrichish feet present in other chocobos were more webbed, suggesting semi-adequacy. Where the normal scant little wings stood a most amazing sight; two huge, bright purple wings obviously capable of flight. The moogles had somehow found the thought-long-extinct... The legendary Black Chocobo. Date: Mon, 6 Jul 1998 18:03:31 -1000 Subject: [ffml] [MW] Forgotten Memories From: tha-doggfatha@juno.com (The One and Only Shadow) Shadow couldn't believe his eyes. A black chocobo! "Hmm..." Shadow began to walk towards the chocobo. At first, the chocobo seemed scared of the ninja, but, it began to accept him, once he began to pet its head. "You like that, eh..." "Wark!" The bird was a friendly animal. Shadow still couldn't believe how Mog had gotten his hands on something this rare. The chocobo began to sniff Shadow's clothes. Something about the chocobo triggered a memory Shadow had always tried to get rid of...he still remembered that night, those many years ago... ----------------- "Where is he?" "He's staying at the Inn. The innkeeper says he'll gladly let us do whatever we want to do with him, as his presence is affecting business." "What, the people are scared of him?" "Yes." "Hogwash. Scared of that pathetic excuse for a assassin. He can't even get a damn job done." "Oh, that's why your chasing after him?" "Correct. If someone doesn't carry out an order for Tanin, he doesn't live to see another day." "Tanin?!? Tanin, the greatest criminal mastermind that ever lived, himself?! That guy makes Kaiser Soze look like a fool!" "Who's Kaiser Soze?" "Never mind." "Anyways, let's go. We have a job to do. We weren't sent to slack around." The two men and their entourage approached the Inn. "If you hear any sort of distress, come up there immediately," one man said to what seemed like six bandits. "Be careful. The ninja is quicker than you think he is. Come on, let's go," he said to the other man. Upon opening the door, they walked past the clerk's desk, and began to ascend the stairs. "What room did he say the ninja was in?" "I think Room 13." They walked to the door of Room 13. Motioning for the other man to stay quiet, the first man began to unlock the door. After hearing a soft "click" of the knob being unlocked, he slowly opened it. As his eyes began to adjust to the dark, he made out the figures of someone sleeping in a bed, and some sort of animal sleeping on the ground. It looked like a dog of some sort. "Hey, there's a dog in here, be careful not to wake it up." he whispered to the man behind him. "Do you want me to finish him off? Or, do YOU want to make the kill?" "I don't really care." "Fine. I'll do it." The first man began to walk slowly to the bed. As he did so, he stepped on a weak part of the floor causing it to creak. "Damn!" he cursed silently. The dog was awake. "ARF!" Now, the ninja was awake. "What the hell--" he began, only to see a man with a dagger in his hands about to strike down on him. Quickly dodging out of the way, the ninja slammed the man into the bed, and brought his fist down on the man's back, in a method taught to him by his teacher. The man was out cold. "AHHHH!" another man began his attack upon the ninja, only to be stopped midway by the dog. "Get the hell offa me, mutt" he screamed. He grabbed the dog's neck, and began to pull the dog of his leg. The ninja began a full scale martial art assault on the intruder. After the last punch, the man fell to his knees and began to take something out of his vest. "You...you will die..." he said, blood spewing out of his mouth. With that, he threw the object at the ninja. It was a explosive shuriken of death. The ninja tried to dodge it, but, fell over his traveling bag. The end was near. Suddenly, an "ARF!" was heard, and his dog jumped in the way of the weapon. When the blast was subsided, and when the smoke was cleared, the ninja was grief stricken to find his faithful pet laying in a pool of blood, with a huge chunk of his body missing. "Interceptor..." The dog didn't answer. Its soul was long gone. "NOOOOOOO!!!" "There he is!" The bandits had arrived. "AHHHHHHH!" the ninja charged them with a fury of rage and hate. "Oh shit!" The bandits had arrived at the worst possible time possible. The ninja quickly dismantled the first three with his bare fists, beating them to death, in a matter of seconds. The other three began to run for their lives, only to be harpooned by their fellow bandit's own swords. Picking up the remains of his canine friend, the ninja began to walk away... --------------- Shadow shuddered at the thought of that night. He had tried to keep it away from his thoughts. That night changed his life forever. That was the spark that ignited the dynamite. After the death, Shadow was a changed man. His urge to kill was greater than ever. Wanted in hundreds of lands, all over the planet, he had gained fame as a cold-blooded, ruthless killer. It was a fame he had to uphold. Getting up on the black chocobo, he continued his never-ending journey for the thrill of the hunt, into the sunset. Would it ever end?