Author's Note: Well this is it, I have had this idea for god knows how long and now I've finally got on trying to write it down. This story is not limited to the characters in Dissidia bear that in mind, and while Terra is a protagonist she's not the only one as you will see. Finally I'll leave it to you to speculate who is the character in this chapter... for now. Constructive criticism is appreciated.

PS: The character's thoughts are written in italic.

Re-edited on 31/10/11.

An Unending Struggle

Prologue: The Girl Who Did The Impossible

Chapter One

The Unknowing Herald

A cycle has ended, and I have lost everything in its wake. But if these warriors have taught me anything, is that we have to have hope in the future. I shall disappear soon, but my will shall live on inside another body. That body shall be my herald. That body shall be the wild card in the times to come, but this time there is no second chance, every single universe in this multiverse is at stake. I do not wish for repentance, I accept what I was... a selfish fool that toyed with the lives and emotions of others all for his own gain. Now that my time is here, it is time to raise to curtain for the final act in this grand play that is life!

Lo and behold the true Final Fantasy!

He slowly opened his eyes. He was in a small shack. It wasn't in the best conditions but that was the least of his worries. How did he get here and even better...

"Who am I?"He asked himself before being startled by a cry.

"Duane! He's awake come here!" A brown haired teenager girl shouted.

"What? He's alive? Coming Katarin!" Another voice replied. A lot of footsteps could be heard after that.

"Hello, I'm Katarin. We found you floating at the sea and we carried you here, are you alright?" She asked in a very motherly voice.

"I'll survive... so you don't know me I'm afraid?" He asked. Nothing... He remembered nothing at all, his name, his past, people he knew. It was like there was nothing to remember. If he didn't look he wouldn't even notice his brown hair, he could have pink hair for all he knew.

"Oh my... amnesia?" She seemed startled but somewhat excited. "Oh you can stay here until remember who you are! And then you can tell me all about it! By the way this is Mobliz, you can really feel at home here! Do you need anything?"

"Oooookay..." He was kinda thrown back by that childish side of her. Is she for real?. He thought

Just then swarming through the bedroom door came at least ten kids, and holding a baby came one brown haired teenager.

"I'll be damned, you ARE alive! My name is Duane, and this baby over here is Leo! What's your name?"He exclaimed.

"He's an amnesiac Duane..."

"Oh... oh sorry about that." He seemed to have settled down by now.

"No problem... So do you guys live here by yourselves or?" He asked seeing as there was no adult in the midst of so many children.

"No, as a matter of fact we do have Mama living here with us... But she's away right now." Katarin seemed to get depressed after saying that.

"She seems to be about your age, I mean I'd give you 20 years tops." Duane continued.

"Wait, what?" He was literally shocked at that statement." How old ARE you Duane?"

"You react just like everyone else! He's sixteen." Katarin stated getting back to her cheerful state. "Well you see we are orphans, Mama just took care of us when we lost our parents two years ago."

That explained a lot but still, he felt that there was something off here. Just what could have happened to these kids? He decided to put it off for now, it should be a very depressing story to tell.

"And what about that baby? He seems too young to have been in that situation…" He asked.

"Oh Leo? He's our son. Isn't he Katarin? He's one year old already! Isn't he awesome?" He had a large, smug grin on his face.

He was beyond shocked at this statement. Weren't they sixteen? "So that means..."

"Exactly, I don't regret it though." Katarin seemed embarrassed, so he decided to stop touching this matter.

"What about us?" The kid mob asked in unison, obviously feeling left out. They were interrupted when the air was filled with something startling.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" A little girl's scream was heard. The nameless youth jumped out of the bed, and surprisingly out of the second floor window, landing on one knee.

"Wow, I can do this?" he exclaimed before looking up. "This isn't good."

A pack of wolves had surrounded the little girl. Still trusting his instincts he lunged at the wolves, jumping above the pack, grabbing the little girl and head stomping a wolf in the process.

"Whoever I am... I'm awesome!" Picking up a conveniently placed pipe he started wailing at the wolves knocking a good number of them out in a single hit."Hah! Piece of cake!"

And then, the irony kicked in. An abnormally large wolf howled, and the pack formed full circle around our amnesiac. The alpha had just entered the fray.

"Spoke to soon huh?" And with that he jumped towards the wolf and tried to strike his head, to no avail. The wolf not only dodged but managed to claw his right leg, making him bleed and fall to the ground. The wolf then started to walk slowly, as if he was taunting him, but it wasn't going for him... It was going for the girl.

"Damn... she's unconscious... What can I do?" And with that a memory flashed before him. A spiky blonde haired man, raising his hands towards the enemy and yelling..."Blizzard!" Our amnesiac yelled at the top of his lungs, freezing the left paw of the wolf and causing him to flee in agony, with him going the rest of the pack.

"What the heck did I just do?" He thought to himself. Magic? He looked up just to see an astonished Katarin stuttering.

"Y-you can use MAGIC?" She was beside herself. "Magic vanished from this world a year ago when Kefka was defeated, how can you... Even Mama lost her magic powers!"

"Katarin he's hurt, and Maria is unconscious, let's talk about this indoors." Duane said as calmly as he could. Could he blame them? Even he was astonished. He knew nothing about this whole magic thing until moments ago. They headed back into the shack with him limping.

"Well if you are hurt, why don't you try and cast Cure on yourself? Mama did it all the time." Katarin asked. She seemed to be back to her motherly self as she was caring for Maria.

"I don't exactly control this yet... Sorry." He replied. He didn't even know how he had cast blizzard, how could he devise a new spell? "And what was that memory? Who was that blonde haired man?" He asked himself.

"Well, take this and put it on the wound." Duane threw him a bottle with "Potion" labeled on the front. He slowly dripped the content on the wound, and surprisingly it was gone.

"Talk about handy!"He exclaimed.

"Yeah, Setzer left quite a few here, so that we could survive without Mama for a few days but that pack of wolves was just bad luck." Duane replied.

"Setzer?"

"Yeah, he's the owner of the world's only airships, the Blackjack and the Falcon. He's also a close friend of Mama."

"Well Maria is going to be fine. We owe you, whoever you are." You could see the relief in Katarin's face as she said that.

"It was nothing compared to what you did to me." He replied. How could he repay them? He had to find a way. "Well what about this ma..." He started.

"So since you use magic you must be related to the Empire huh?" Duane interrupted as if he had had an idea. "I know! You should go talk with Mama!" He had another smug grin in his face. Humility didn't seem to be in his vocabulary.

"But didn't you say she was away?" The amnesiac replied.

"Well but you don't know about our secret do ya?" He was acting like a child again.

"God talk about bipolar, their mother must have spoiled them." He thought.

"Follow me!"

Duane left the shack and Katarin and the amnesiac followed. They left the "town" and headed towards a nearby cave. Inside was something that he never imagined these kids could have and with that came another flashback.

"A chocobo... shinning?" The same spiky haired man asked surprised. He was accompanied by a dark skinned man with what seemed to be a gun for an arm, a man who seemed to be in his mid thirties smoking a cigarette, a red wolf, a young teenage girl jumping around the chocobo, a man in a ominous red cape, a black cat? And finally...

"The legendary gold chocobo!" A long, raven haired woman exclaimed. "We did it Cl..." Everything started to go black. The memory ended right there.

"So close!" He kicked a rock out of frustration. Who was that man? And more importantly that woman sure had really... impressive features if you know what that means. But more to the matter at hand. "These kids have a gold chocobo!" He tried to mask his surprise but to no avail, his jaw had almost hit the floor.

"Surprised huh?" Duane exclaimed with a grin. "Stardust here can fly as fast as an airship, and he knows the way to Figaro. He'll get you there in no time!" He seemed pretty proud of his chocobo and who wouldn't?

"Those guys in the memory called it legendary!" He thought.

"When you arrive there give this pendant to the guards and say that Duane and Katarin from Mobliz sent you. Mama will talk to you no doubt." Katherin gave him a small silver pendant with a ruby in the middle.

"So, what's her name? It would be kinda embarrassing to call her Mama." He joked, a good laugh was what he needed to clear his mind.

"I almost forgot! Her name is Terra. Terra Branford. Well off you go, Stardust here will get you to the Figaro Castle town in less than two hours."

"Thanks... I really appreciate it."

"No problem, you saved Maria for us, just tell Mama we miss her okay?" Duane replied.

"Will do."

Climbing on top the chocobo he couldn't help but pet him."I'm an animal lover huh? Let's go Stardust. To the sky!" The chocobo warked happily and took flight. "I'll get some answers in Figaro. I know it...AAAAHHHHHH! Slower Stardust! Slower!"He screamed while trying to hold for his life.

"They weren't kidding about the speed."

In the next chapter:

"My name? Not worth knowing."

"That girl, killed a God?"

"Well... Maybe I'm a lion!"

"We'll call you..."