The Feathered Warrior
By madfantasy
Heya readers, this is my first attempt at humor and multi-chapter stories … please R&R ! ( I'm trying to get Kuja to be IC (in character)… I hate OOC most of the time, so please give me some advices and remarks so I can improve on portraying Kuja's personality (and my writing skills too)! Thankew thankew!
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Chapter 1: Resurrection
The void between heaven and hell was as dark as a starless night sky. All was quiet and motionless, and not a sound was to be heard.
Kuja opened his eyes, but it didn't quite make any difference. It was just as dark whether he closed his eyes or not. He was floating and drifting within a mass of black space, with no edge or form. Even gravity did not seem to exist around him.
"Is this hell?" Kuja raised a hand to rub his forehead, which he was glad to feel, and muttered to himself.
Just then, as quickly as he had asked his rhetorical question, a small lump of light appeared before his eyes. It grew and grew until it was about the size of two of Kuja's head (feathers and all), and started to spin and morph into the shape of a little fairy. Her hair was blonde, and her eyes were as blue as the sky. She was plump, with ruddy cheeks and wore a simple but oversized (even for her plump body) robe, which draped over her like a heavy curtain.
"I am the Fairy Godmother!" the little plump fairy declared, waving a magic wand with a star-shaped head, "and this is neither heaven nor hell. Zis is the Void where the soul goes to before being dropped into hell or being blown away into the heavens!"
Kuja tilted his head, letting the long feathers on his hair fall from the left to the right side of his face. He half expected a yawning pit to open at that moment beneath his feet and drop him into the fiery underworld where the mean and evil went.
"Wee, the fairy council had decided to let you have another chance to live, since you were sorry for what you had done. Furthermore, an irresponsible father made you. We had charged him with negligence and locked him in the freezing chamber for the time being until we can come up with better punishments."
All of a sudden, a loud, menacing boom rolled throughout the space. A sphere of gray sparks and lightning begun to form in the blackness ahead of Kuja and the Fairy godmother. It was the Void Monster, out to hunt down souls of those who refuse to go into Hell or Heaven but linger about for too long in its realm.
"What is that?" Kuja said, pointing towards the gray mass, but the Fairy Godmother was feeling far too panicked to explain. Grabbing Kuja by his collar, she flapped her wings desperately and flew in the opposite direction, just in time to prevent Kuja's soul's toes from being snapped off by a massive set of gray jaws. All Kuja could do was stare wide-eyed and thank the deities that he still had his feet.
"Abbacadebrraa!" The fairy godmother waved her wand frantically till Kuja worried that the star head might fly off. And suddenly, POOF! They were out of the dark void and fell butt-first on some bushes growing a distance from the Iifa tree.
Relieved, the two stood up and brushed themselves off. The Fairy Godmother, remembering her purpose, quickly explained Kuja's situation to him. The Fairy council had given him a chance to live again, but not in any land that he had familiarized himself with. Instead, he was to travel far away into the ocean and land on a distant unknown, uncharted island to "upkeep justice and maintain peace", for many criminals and monsters lodge themselves there when they got sick of being disturbed or prosecuted.
A looming shadow came over Kuja when the Fairy Godmother explained his job in a long rattle. He looked back, but the stuff that made the shadow was backlit by the piercing noon sunlight. Lifting his head, Kuja lost his balance, tripped over something behind him and fell into the matronly bosom of the Fairy Godmother. Agitated and flustered, he leapt backwards with many a sincere apology.
A naughty, evil little snigger came from behind the sorcerer's back. Looking back, Kuja almost tripped again, for he was looking into the face of a hedgehog pie ... above him.
"What is this?!" He asked in a very annoyed tone, giving his pretty silver hair a little flip as he did so.
"Aah," the Fairy Godmother exclaimed, "I almost forgot. Due to the massive killings and destructions that you had brought about, we are now lacking the materials to make new bodies of infants for the souls, which means you will have to make do with a new but smaller body."
It took even the intelligent sorcerer sometime to grasp the meaning of the godmother's word, and when he finally gets it, he muttered something like 'this cannot be' and raced across the grassy ground to a nearby puddle of water. Looking into it, he almost passed out.
"How lovely, just like a sweet little child," the Fairy Godmother aww'ed and cupped her face with a hand, letting out a dreamy sigh at the adorable little sorcerer.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Kuja said. He was devastated first by the Big Bad Void Monster, followed by the Hedgehog pie, and now him.
"Now now, my dear child, I had made it pretty clear. You should be grateful for what you have and not act like a spoilt brat or Santa will not give you any presents for Christmas!" the Fairy Godmother explained patiently.
"But i don't want a Christmas present!" Kuja said, stomping a foot, then covered his mouth, shocked and surprised to have said such a thing. Not only was he looking like a little child; he was beginning to act like one! He had never spoke in this manner all his adult life.
"Worry not about your height and size," the Fairy Godmother said, "and mental age, these are but little setbacks to your new body that you must adapt to. It is the heart that matters," she said, poking Kuja in the chest, "you will grow up, and the more good deeds you do, the faster you will be able to regain your original shape! Or unless, you want to stay in the form of a child?"
"Certainly not," Chibi Kuja said, restoring his composure and manners. He bowed slightly to the Fairy Godmother for his rudeness and backed down while Fairy Godmother beckoned the hedgehog pie to go away. In his mind he was terribly miserable at being so puny, but he did not show it. The hedgehog pie walked away as Kuja swam in his deep thoughts, looking back at Kuja occasionally as if he looked delicious. Maybe because of his feathers. Kuja wondered how he would survive in a small body like this.
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Madfantasy: well, how was it? This is only the beginning! :D please write me a review or two because I really want to portray Kuja's personality IC- ly, and do tell me how you think of this fic so that I can improve on it!
By madfantasy
Heya readers, this is my first attempt at humor and multi-chapter stories … please R&R ! ( I'm trying to get Kuja to be IC (in character)… I hate OOC most of the time, so please give me some advices and remarks so I can improve on portraying Kuja's personality (and my writing skills too)! Thankew thankew!
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Chapter 1: Resurrection
The void between heaven and hell was as dark as a starless night sky. All was quiet and motionless, and not a sound was to be heard.
Kuja opened his eyes, but it didn't quite make any difference. It was just as dark whether he closed his eyes or not. He was floating and drifting within a mass of black space, with no edge or form. Even gravity did not seem to exist around him.
"Is this hell?" Kuja raised a hand to rub his forehead, which he was glad to feel, and muttered to himself.
Just then, as quickly as he had asked his rhetorical question, a small lump of light appeared before his eyes. It grew and grew until it was about the size of two of Kuja's head (feathers and all), and started to spin and morph into the shape of a little fairy. Her hair was blonde, and her eyes were as blue as the sky. She was plump, with ruddy cheeks and wore a simple but oversized (even for her plump body) robe, which draped over her like a heavy curtain.
"I am the Fairy Godmother!" the little plump fairy declared, waving a magic wand with a star-shaped head, "and this is neither heaven nor hell. Zis is the Void where the soul goes to before being dropped into hell or being blown away into the heavens!"
Kuja tilted his head, letting the long feathers on his hair fall from the left to the right side of his face. He half expected a yawning pit to open at that moment beneath his feet and drop him into the fiery underworld where the mean and evil went.
"Wee, the fairy council had decided to let you have another chance to live, since you were sorry for what you had done. Furthermore, an irresponsible father made you. We had charged him with negligence and locked him in the freezing chamber for the time being until we can come up with better punishments."
All of a sudden, a loud, menacing boom rolled throughout the space. A sphere of gray sparks and lightning begun to form in the blackness ahead of Kuja and the Fairy godmother. It was the Void Monster, out to hunt down souls of those who refuse to go into Hell or Heaven but linger about for too long in its realm.
"What is that?" Kuja said, pointing towards the gray mass, but the Fairy Godmother was feeling far too panicked to explain. Grabbing Kuja by his collar, she flapped her wings desperately and flew in the opposite direction, just in time to prevent Kuja's soul's toes from being snapped off by a massive set of gray jaws. All Kuja could do was stare wide-eyed and thank the deities that he still had his feet.
"Abbacadebrraa!" The fairy godmother waved her wand frantically till Kuja worried that the star head might fly off. And suddenly, POOF! They were out of the dark void and fell butt-first on some bushes growing a distance from the Iifa tree.
Relieved, the two stood up and brushed themselves off. The Fairy Godmother, remembering her purpose, quickly explained Kuja's situation to him. The Fairy council had given him a chance to live again, but not in any land that he had familiarized himself with. Instead, he was to travel far away into the ocean and land on a distant unknown, uncharted island to "upkeep justice and maintain peace", for many criminals and monsters lodge themselves there when they got sick of being disturbed or prosecuted.
A looming shadow came over Kuja when the Fairy Godmother explained his job in a long rattle. He looked back, but the stuff that made the shadow was backlit by the piercing noon sunlight. Lifting his head, Kuja lost his balance, tripped over something behind him and fell into the matronly bosom of the Fairy Godmother. Agitated and flustered, he leapt backwards with many a sincere apology.
A naughty, evil little snigger came from behind the sorcerer's back. Looking back, Kuja almost tripped again, for he was looking into the face of a hedgehog pie ... above him.
"What is this?!" He asked in a very annoyed tone, giving his pretty silver hair a little flip as he did so.
"Aah," the Fairy Godmother exclaimed, "I almost forgot. Due to the massive killings and destructions that you had brought about, we are now lacking the materials to make new bodies of infants for the souls, which means you will have to make do with a new but smaller body."
It took even the intelligent sorcerer sometime to grasp the meaning of the godmother's word, and when he finally gets it, he muttered something like 'this cannot be' and raced across the grassy ground to a nearby puddle of water. Looking into it, he almost passed out.
"How lovely, just like a sweet little child," the Fairy Godmother aww'ed and cupped her face with a hand, letting out a dreamy sigh at the adorable little sorcerer.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Kuja said. He was devastated first by the Big Bad Void Monster, followed by the Hedgehog pie, and now him.
"Now now, my dear child, I had made it pretty clear. You should be grateful for what you have and not act like a spoilt brat or Santa will not give you any presents for Christmas!" the Fairy Godmother explained patiently.
"But i don't want a Christmas present!" Kuja said, stomping a foot, then covered his mouth, shocked and surprised to have said such a thing. Not only was he looking like a little child; he was beginning to act like one! He had never spoke in this manner all his adult life.
"Worry not about your height and size," the Fairy Godmother said, "and mental age, these are but little setbacks to your new body that you must adapt to. It is the heart that matters," she said, poking Kuja in the chest, "you will grow up, and the more good deeds you do, the faster you will be able to regain your original shape! Or unless, you want to stay in the form of a child?"
"Certainly not," Chibi Kuja said, restoring his composure and manners. He bowed slightly to the Fairy Godmother for his rudeness and backed down while Fairy Godmother beckoned the hedgehog pie to go away. In his mind he was terribly miserable at being so puny, but he did not show it. The hedgehog pie walked away as Kuja swam in his deep thoughts, looking back at Kuja occasionally as if he looked delicious. Maybe because of his feathers. Kuja wondered how he would survive in a small body like this.
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Madfantasy: well, how was it? This is only the beginning! :D please write me a review or two because I really want to portray Kuja's personality IC- ly, and do tell me how you think of this fic so that I can improve on it!