Hey everybody, it's me, The Goon. This new story of mine features the cast of 8 Bit Theater, as well as some regular, non 8 Bit characters from the official Final Fantasy series. Hope you all enjoy it :)

Disclaimer: I do not own 8 Bit Theater or Final Fantasy.

Day 34, on the school calendar

The bright afternoon sun shined over the elite 8 Bit Academy, where all 8 bit characters reside. Here, there were different social classes based on the species they were, such as Human, Elf, etc. Our story is about an unlikely group that comes from different classes.

"Come on, Black Mage!" said Fighter running down the halls, "We're going to be late for our Ethics and Morals class!"

"Yeah," said Black Mage, "Wouldn't want that to happen!"

"Of course not!" said Fighter, "That's why we have to hurry!"

Fighter ran to class with Black Mage dragging himself along behind him. Ethics and Morals was the last class of the day, but far from Black Mage's favorite class. Mainly because ethics and morals were not his thing, but also because of one particular classmate of his…White Mage. Even though he had a crush on her, it still pissed him off that she dragged on about purity and chastity.

"I've made it my goal to make sure she loses her virginity this year!" said Black Mage.

"But that doesn't mean she'll lose it to you!" said Fighter.

Of course, Fighter meant that in a serious way, but to Black Mage, that was an insult. He heard chuckling behind him. Two of the other students, Thief and Red Mage, were chuckling behind him.

"Wow, Black Mage," said Thief, "Fighter just owned your ass with that burn!"

"And you've got nothing left to say to him, Black Mage!" said Red Mage, cracking up.

"Well," said Black Mage, "You have an ugly face!"

"Wow," said Thief, "Is that the best you could come up with?"

"…Yes," said Black Mage.

"Come on, Black Mage!" said Fighter.

Black Mage and Fighter walked in the door just as the bell rang. They sat on each side of White Mage, with Black Belt sitting behind her. The teacher, , got ready to begin class.

"Alright, students," said Mr. Swordopolis, "We will pick up where we left off yesterday…Tidus, you were reading us your report on the issues in our government when the bell rang. If you could please resume your reading…"

"Sure thing," said Tidus, getting out of his seat with his report. Once he cleared his throat, he started to read, "How has the government played a role in helping us recover from a devastating war?..."

While Tidus was continued reading his report, Black Mage made a paper airplane out of a note he wrote, and threw it to the right of him onto White Mage's desk.

"I'm going to regret reading this, aren't I?" White Mage asked herself.

She opened the note from Black Mage, which said, "Are you from Venus?" White Mage took out a pink pen and responded with, "No. Why?" She threw the paper airplane back to Black Mage, who after reading it, wrote something down and threw it back to White Mage. She opened it and saw that Black Mage had responded with, "Cuz baby, your ass it outta this world!" She crumpled the note and threw it at Black Mage's head.

Once class was over, Black Mage received a whack on his head from White Mage's hammer. As she walked away, Fighter cracked up.

"Oh, Black Mage," he said, "When are you going to learn that no matter what you do, she will always hate you?"

Black Mage pulled out his knife to stab Fighter, but missed horribly when Fighter saw a sword at the other end of the hall and ran right towards it. He ran right past Mr. Swordopolis, who was on his way to a staff meeting downstairs. He entered the door to the meeting room, where all of the other employees were currently at. There were the teachers, maintenance, and the administrators. The only one who was missing was the principal himself, but he never appeared before anyone. The only person who knew who the principal is was Vice Principal Sarda, and he never told anyone.

"This meeting will come to order," said Sarda.

All the employees looked up at Sarda. The meeting had officially begun.

"The principal and I have agreed on who the prophesized Light Warriors are," said Sarda, "but first, we need to prove to you that it really is them!"

"But how will we know who they are?" asked Cid.

Cid was another staff member at 8 Bit Academy, even though he was part of the half that was not 8 bit. He taught a Mechanics class that specialized in ships.

"The principal has used some of his powerful magic to create replicas, in a way, of the Light Warriors," said Sarda, "Their clothes may be a little different, but their skills are that of raw power!"

"Okay, but that doesn't answer my question," said Cid, "That proves that they're capable of being the Light Warriors, but who are the Light Warriors?"

"My apologies, Cid, I must have misunderstood," said Sarda, "If the principal and I are correct, then the Light Warriors are the students known as Fighter, Black Mage, Thief, and Red Mage!"

"Fighter always was my favorite student," said Mr. Swordopolis, "Even if he doesn't have the best grades in my class."

"But how could Black Mage and Thief be Light Warriors?" asked Cid, "They're both troublemakers and have evil in each of them!"

"And as for Red Mage," said Leon, who was the P.E coach and the youngest staff member in the academy, "he takes a little too much pride in himself to have the humility it takes to be a Light Warrior."

"I assure you all that they will come through," said Sarda, "and to prove it to you, I will have the Light Warrior Replicas dispatched to challenge the Light Warriors!"

"Well then I guess that's that, then," said most of the staff members.

"This meeting is adjourned!" said Sarda.

As the other staff members left, Sarda stepped into the principal's office, which was really more like a throne room than an office. The entire room was pitch black except for the red carpet that led to the antique throne. The mysterious figure sitting in the antique throne was none other than the Principal of 8 Bit Academy.

"How did it go, Vice Principal Sarda?" asked The Principal.

"I think it went well," said Sarda, "I made the announcements about the Light Warrior Replicas, and I think now is a good time to send them out on their first challenge!"

"Or if those young students really are the Light Warriors," said The Principal, "their only challenge!"