Asylum’s Sanctum [Mission 001: Clan L’Cie]
Title: Asylum’s Sanctum
Story: WWFFY chapter story.
Fandom: Mixed (Mostly KH & FF)
Chronos. Cocoon . Organization XIII Judges.. Unversed… Heartless Nobodies… The Sanctum….
So many key terms… Yet so many enemies…
Why…? The war had always been there…
Hunting for my kind… The l’Cies…
Hunting for my kind…
“What is it?”
“We found another one…”
The black circle tattoo was etched into the skin of your forearm, shape of the butterfly hidden under the material of your uniform. The troops were scouting around the city again, holding their firearms walking in packs. “Luso… where are you…?”
Huh?… Where am I…?
You instantly froze in your spot, turning your head ever so slightly to meet with a white helmet with black eyes with a gun pointed at your head.
‘let’s hope I haven’t gotten rusty at this…’ you thought closing your eyes breathing out,
“Now… put your hands up an-“ he started to warn you, in one swift movement crouching down and using one sweep of your leg to trip the infantryman on his back and dug your heal into his stomach.
“Oi! What’s goin’ on here?!” PISCOM Soldier
another star-war-rip-off storm trooper came, narrowing your eyes you instantly elbowed his gut and flipped him over making him land on a pile on top of the first one you took down.
You brushed your hands off, looking at your finished work. Another gun was cocked at the back of your head. “Don’t even think about it,” a stern woman’s voice commanded.
You could tell from her aura that she was way beyond from the normal Generals. She looked over to the fallen infantrymen you took down. “You two can quit that now,” she scowled.
“Get off Bartz! You freakin weigh a ton!”
“Sorry Shot! Maybe I should go on a diet…” the one that named Bartz said putting hand on his stomach.
“I don’t care! Just get off me!” he yelled banging his fists on the ground.
You blinked at their unusual behaviour. Even the woman had lowered her weapon and sighed at their idiocy
That was the first time I met someone who was the same as me. Her name was Lightning. She introduced me to the clan she was in, Clan l’Cie.
A clan full of l’Cie supporters who wear that name with pride.
A clan full of l’Cie supporters who wear that name with pride.
“Is… something wrong _______?” Terra Branford asked worriedly at Chronos HQ’s Cafeteria as you weren’t touching your breakfast much.
“Hmm? There’s nothing wrong, don’t worry about me Terra,” you pulled a quick smile to her, but she didn’t buy it easily. Just about she was going to say something but the intercom had interrupted her.
“________ _______ and Bartz Klauser please report to Head Office,” the robot like voice announced.
You immediately got up and dumped your breakfast tray and headed straight for the head Office.
“Yo ________!” Bartz grinned as you came into the room. You smiled and nodded and came to stand next to him. His grin immediately slipped off his face when you weren’t much in a talking mood, it didn’t take much for him to figure out something was wrong.
“Morning,” Lightning entered her office without so much sparing a look at the both of you. “ ________, Bartz,” she called “Your mission is to look around Notre Dame,” she started.
Your head perked up at the sound of the familiar place, Bartz noticed this but kept quiet for now. He knew what would happen to those who annoy the hell out of Lightning. “Patrol there and protect innocent, find out what’s going on,”
“Yes Ma’am,” you both echoed
“Depart as soon as you’re finished preparing,”
Equip your Weapon.
Ability: reloading speed +
RP: Everyone +1
Special Luck Effects: Holy/Cure
Ability: Convertible Blade
RP: Everyone +3
Special Luck Effects: Haste/Attack up
You approached Bartz, (This is like the game where everyone wanders around the area where you can talk to them in speech bubbles)
“I’m so pumped up! This will be my first time on a mission with a I’Cie, and my first time out of Pulse and HQ,” He smiled at you.
After listening to his excited rant you walked to Lightning. “Well are you ready for your mission?”
“Okay then,” she answered.
You were about to follow Bartz out of the room for departure, but her voice had stopped you. “Light-san?” you called. She picked up a blade’s edge and held for you to take.
“Take it,” she said, you were about to protest but you had already took it in your hands. It was surprisingly light in your hands it was modelled namely after Lightning’s own Blade’s edge. It was lined out in red and was namely white, “Make sure you make good use if it okay?”
A) I… really…
B) No no no! I can’t take that!
You didn’t know why, but people in HQ had rumoured that Lightning had a soft spot for you. Maybe it was you resembled her deceased younger sister, Serah.
“What’s on your mind ________?” Bartz asked as you walked through the streets of Paris. You turned towards him to see him playing with his Chocobo lucky feather.
“Nothing’s wrong,” You replied, Bartz looked a little annoyed
“Then what’s that look on your face?” he said suddenly stopping and poking you in the forehead. muttering a small ‘ow’ you soothed the spot where he mercilessly bullied.
“I’m just…. A little worried…” you murmured as you walked past him, he stared after you before running to catch up. “Hey Bartz…. You do know we all came from different worlds right?”
“Well of course, but why’d you ask such a simple question?” he asked looking at you.
“Because… I don’t think… I was the only been chosen from my world…”
B) So there’s somebody else?
(6 months ago)
“Ne… Luso…” you called.
The boy, Luso, groggily tilted his head up from his desk looking at you with tired eyes using his text books and exercise books as his pillow. “________? What time is it…?”
“Four in the afternoon,” you remarked bluntly.
He jolted upwards startled by your response. “What?! Why didn’t you wake me up?!” he yelled scrambling to shove his books in his school bag. He was ready to dash out of the door but you caught the collar of his uniform before he managed to escape.
“Not so fast Sparky… You promised me you’ll do library duty for Mr. Randell!”
“Eh?! Weren’t you doing that?!”
“You’re helping, Sir said so,” you called still dragging him all the way to the library. Luso pouted but continued to let you hurl him into the book room. “Mr. Randell?” you called into the library.
Hearing no response, Luso took this opportunity for his sweet escape. But you had caught him before he did so. “You’re not going any where,”
Luso groaned as both of you started to sort out the mountain of returned books stacked in one corner of the room. The boy started to sort the stack of books in alphabetical order as you put them on the shelves.
He came across a rather interesting book, it was practically in pieces and tattered with age. The pages were turned brown and yellow and was also-
“Huh? They’re blank?” Luso murmured in wonder as he flipped rapidly through the pages of the book only to find, indeed everyone of the pages completely blank.
“Luso! You better not be slacking over there!” you yelled at him,
“Oi! _______! Come see this!” he called, you looked over to see him sitting at one of the desks apparently reading. You sighed and hopped off the small stool to find out whatever his discovery was.
“What is it Luso?”
“This book is almost as ancient as Mr. Randell!” he laughed as he kept flipping the wordless pages.
“Your jokes haven’t improved as usual…” you murmured mostly to yourself. Luso turned his head towards you.
“This coming from the girl who has a tattoo since her birth?”
“Ittai…” Luso moaned in pain as he held his new lump on the back of his head. “Well I can’t pass out on the chance to write in a library book!”
“Well just don’t write MY name on it an-“
An evil chuckle leaked from his lips as he scribbled his and your name on the first page. Your eyes widened, not of the shock he wrote your name on school property. It was the fact that it felt like your air supply had ran out, you couldn’t breath.
“_______?! What’s wrong?” Luso asked standing up concerned but no longer just after he said those words, he too, collapsed too opposite you.
My head… It feels like I’ve been hit…
“Oi"! Come over here! I think we found one!”
“Promotion here I come!”
“Don’t move I’Cie!” a soldier pointed his gun at your forehead. You instantly froze, but you narrowed as your tattoo started to glow. The men were startled with shock and you took this chance to kick the gun pointed at you upwards opening fire by itself managed to distract them while you hid away from them by a nearby destroyed wall.
“Where’d she go?!”
“I think she went this way!” one of the yelled pointing the opposite direction that you were in.
“After her!” they all foolishly followed his words and sprinted away.
You sighed and stood up tall once they were gone. The place you were in were far more developed than your own country. Everything was lit up in dim lights and it looked like you were standing on top of a broken motorway. “Luso…? Where are you?”
1A = Noctis / Riku / Squall/Leon / Cloud / Cecil / Firion / Genesis / Larza / Zexion / Aigto / Terra / Vincent
1B = Axel / Demyx / Bartz / Hope / Reno / Roxas / Snow / Sora / Tidus / Ven / Zack / Zidane / Luso / Vaan
2A = Axel / Demyx / Bartz / Sora / Snow / Tidus / Ven / Zack
2B = Cloud / Cecil / Firion / Genesis / Larsa / Noctis / Riku / Squall/Leon / Terra / Vincent / Zexion / Aigto
2C = Hope / Roxas