Subject: [FFML] [MegaFusion] Project Rift Asunder - Prologue
From: "KnightHawke" <knight_hawke22@yahoo.com>
Date: 5/30/2000, 3:13 PM
To: "FFML Poster" <ffml@fanfic.com>
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If ya people thought I died...

Well...Sorry to disapoint! ^_^

This happens to be a COMPLETE rewrite, hole patched version of my
pet-project!
And don't worry! The HEAVY anime base is coming along! ^_^

If ya people don't care for this, lemme know, if ya want to see where I am
going with this, let me know! I need all the prodding I can get to keep the
Muse alive! ^_-;;;

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Knight_Hawke

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'Live Life, Don't Let Life Live You.' - Words to Live By

'If Violence is not solving your problems...
You're just not using enough of it.'
-- Misato Kitsuragi, NGE

'No Excuses, No Mercy, No Remorse, No Regrets.' - Words to ponder

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	In the beginning, there was chaos�
	�Never-ending, Unrelenting chaos�
	Born from that chaos�
	From the greatest power ever known to only an elite few�
	The Event.
	The source of all power known�
	Born from the event, the greatest elemental Gods ever�
	The greatest Creators, and the greatest Destroyers�
	The Four Draken Elements�
	Born from the dragons, the gods themselves.

	In times untold, there was only one dimension�
>From the one, spawned infinite others�
	Infinitely more Gods�
Both Benevolent of the greatest order and Malevolent of the worst�
	Both seek the power of the Event, through the Draken themselves�
	But the Draken have their own minds, their own motives�
	Their own feelings�
	To protect and safeguard the power: They have created the greatest Fighting
Art and Power and introduced it to the Gods� creation�
	The Draken have chosen the best representatives of themselves among Man and
Woman�
For countless millennia the Chosen have protected the Power, used it in both
creation and in destruction�
	Now it is time for the new generation to join in the Cycle�
	This is their story�


Chapter One:

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	Flipping over another body of a bug-like humanoid creature and wincing at
the extreme wounds it took before dying, �My My�What could have caused all
this?� A man asked himself.
	Standing tall, the man, dressed in slightly tattered black and brown robes,
his ears perked a bit upon hearing a muffled sniff somewhere in the
distance, �Sounds almost like a�child�� The man, in a swift move,
unholstered an almost plain looking metal rod. With a push of a button, a
simmering green glowing bar emerged, extending for nearly a meter.
	Eyes flitting over the devastation, �No child could have caused this�� He
mumbled to himself but trailed off when he felt an eruption in the powers
beyond. The Force he called it, but it felt to be so much more than just
that alone.
	Clutching the �saber in both hands, the man slowly trudged over every one
of the dead and vivisected bodies, all of them inhuman in origin.
	Nearing an overturned All Terrain Vehicle, the man heard �Shhh�It�ll be
okay�� Sounded like a young man, but he also heard a pair of other sniffles,
both younger and definitely female.
	Staying right where he is, �Come out children!� The man called out, his
eyes and senses stretching out around him, �I will not harm you.�
	�You�re lying!!� The young man snapped back from somewhere, �You�re gonna
take us back to the camps!!�
	Bristling slightly under that accusation, but can also understand the boy�s
frame of mind, �I can assure you, I will not be taking you back to�Them.�
The man began, �All I wish is to find any survivors and see what I can do to
help!�
	The man�s attention snapped to the rear of the vehicle when a white
glowing, translucent blade poked into view, �A Psi-Sword? At such a young
age?� The man thought with much incredulity.
	The boy, shirtless, with only tatters for pants and covered with whip marks
about his torso, brandished the blade in front of him with a simmering rage
and clearly without much experience in handling such a weapon.
	The man had to keep his face entirely neutral as the wave of sheer power
wash over him, and it was not from the Ley Line Storm brewing nearby, but
from the boy in front of him.
	Holding his one free hand up in a peace gesture and then extinguishing his
own sword and placing it onto the ground some distance away from him, �I
mean you no harm, boy.�
	Not wavering an inch, the boy�s sizzling stare never let up.
	Attempting to put on, he hoped, a soothing smile and look on his face, �My
name�s Ji-Quan Yii.� He began, �I only wish to help.� Hearing a pained moan,
female, �Someone obviously needs to be cared for before they get dreadfully
sick.�
	That cracked the mask the boy put up, �Kiwi�� The boy blinked, allowing a
tear to fall, �She�s hurt��
	�May I make the attempt to heal her? Make her better?�
	The boy reluctantly nodded, his Psi-Sword disappearing into a shower of
sparkling light as he let go of it, he then waved to the older man and
pointed behind the ATV, �She and her sister are back here.�
	Nodding as he picked up and then holstered his saber, Ji-Quan nearly wanted
to cry at the mess the girl was in. A Near Human, the only things different
on her are just cat ears, tail and an odd deep-green hair color.
	She is holding her stomach and thigh, valiantly trying to be brave and not
cry out in sheer pain.
	An animalistic growl emanated from the nearby brush, clearly warning him of
possible consequences.
	Ji-Quan tried to ignore what ever it was that growled like that as he
placed his hand onto the girl�s head. Her breathing almost instantly became
better and easier as pain seemed to wash away from her face.
	Digging out a small kit from the depths of his robes and then setting it
onto the ground after opening it, Ji-Quan gently pried the girl�s hand away
from her leg, �This may hurt a little bit, but you�ll feel better
afterwards.� He stated and with the kit he began cleaning and dressing her
wounds.
	After dressing the wound on her leg, he nearly grimaced at the type of
wound it was, �It was almost like someone inflicted it just to see her in
pain and bleed�� He thought to himself, but he nearly lost control of his
own stomach when he saw what lain underneath the girl�s other hand.
	�She�s VERY lucky�� He thought grimly, but glanced at the boy who is
standing stoically and vigilantly over Kiwi, ��Or maybe not.� But the
profusely bleeding wound needed far more than what mundane medicine can
provide, no matter how advanced it is.
	Pulling his hands back, he held up one hand flat and it flared a slight,
green aura about it. Glancing at the boy, who is looking quite stunned, �She
needs something far more than the kit can give.� The man said softly. Seeing
the boy�s slow nod, Ji-Quan placed his powered hand upon the girl�s abdomen.
	Whatever pain she was feeling quickly faded as she opened her eyes.
	As soon as her reddish-green orbs fell upon Ji-Quan�s tired looking face,
she let out a shriek of sheer fright.
	Scrambling up to her and enclosing his arms around her, �It�s okay, Kiwi!�
The boy said, glancing over to the older man with a small and relieved
smile, �He�s a friend.�
	With a tired sigh, Kiwi rested her head against the boy�s shoulder, her
hands loosely clenching his arm around her own.
	Looking about, �You can come out Shi-Shi!� The boy called out.
	With a rustle of underbrush, a feral looking, light violet haired, younger
girl padded out on all fours. With her ears still laying flat against her
head, the younger girl growled like a cat much larger than herself.

	Waving the smaller cat-girl down, �Easy, Shi-Shi.� The boy said soothingly,
�He�s a friend�� The boy cracked a smile when he felt the girl in his arms
fall asleep, �He saved your sister.�
	Cocking her head to the side, Shi-Shi mewed, leapt at the boy and clutched
at his torso as if he were a life preserver. A moment later, she began
crying quietly.

	Settling himself onto the scorched earth, Ji-Quan brushed his snarled light
brown hair back, �Well, boy�� He began with a tired sigh, �You have done
something worthy of a true warrior.�
	Wrapping his other arm around the other girl, �Warrior?� The boy blinked.
	Nodding, �Yes, a warrior�� The older man shook his head slowly, �I cannot
call you �boy� forever.� He chuckled to himself, �What is your name?�
	The boy�s face took on a harsh visage, �Terry�Just Terry.� The look on his
face told Ji-Quan a good portion, but still left questions.
	�You know how old you are, Terry?�
	Looking at him crossly, ��Course I do!� Terry squeaked, showing clearly
that he is just entering puberty, �Last time I checked, I am thirteen!�
	Gesturing to the girls clutching at him, �What about them? How old are
they?� Ji-Quan asked.
	Visibly relaxing, �Kiwi�s eleven.� Terry said, then rubbed at Shi-Na�s
back, eliciting a purr from her, �Shi-Shi�s eight I think�� He trailed off
when his eyes crossed while thinking too hard.
	Chuckling at his face, then turning deadly serious, �But one thing bother�s
me: What happened to you to be in a Splugorth Slave Camp?� Ji-Quan asked
warily and as smoothly as he could.
	Nearly snarling, �I don�t want to talk about it.� Terry growled, giving
Kiwi a squeeze.
	Bringing out his saber and then rolling it in his hands, �Then I suppose
that you do not want to be trained in the ways I am then.� Ji-Quan smiled
slyly.
	Narrowing his eyes, �That would be?� Terry said slowly.
	Smiling again, this time warmly, �You�re a bright boy!� The older man
quipped, �The way that I am a master of is called �The Way of the Jedi.��
	Gaping at him, �Jedi? They are nothing but a myth, like the Cyber-Knights
that are suppose to come to the rescue�� Terry trailed off when the man
began laughing, �What�s so funny?�
	Coughing down the laughter, �The Jedi and the Cyber-Knights are not myth, I
can assure you of that myself, since I have met Lord Coek of the Knights
myself at one time.� Seeing that he got Terry�s interest piqued, �In order
to protect these two�� He gestured to the two girls that are holding onto
the boy, �In order to harness this power that you have within you, you need
to be trained.� He said softly.
	Nodding slowly, ��And all you want to know is how I came to the Camps?�
Terry asked warily.

	Silently, Ji-Quan Yii just nodded his ascension.
	To him, the boy seemed to wrestle with his inner turmoil for many a moment,
�My Mother�� Terry choked out, �After my father, James, died somehow, she
sold me off to fatten her purse that made up the Roanoke fortune.� He grated
out harshly as he hid his eyes from the light.
	�She only had me to keep him within arm�s reach�� The emotionally scarred
boy spat.
	At hearing Ji-Quan�s sharp intake of breath, he continued on, �She told me
herself.� Terry snarled, �She told me every bloody day that she couldn�t
care less about me, that she is just only showing that she cared when Dad
was around.� With a sigh, a few tears trickled down his chin, �Dad wouldn�t
listen to me�And when he got on inkling of what she is doing, she KILLED
him, I know she did, but I cannot prove it.
	�She made it look like some freak accident in one of the plantation
factories.� Terry looked up as he wiped his eyes, �Oh yeah�She sold them
too, not even a day after he was buried�� He took a shuddering breath and
stopped speaking when he rested his cheek against Kiwi�s head and promptly
fell asleep.

	Ruffling his robes and cloak, �Such a rough beginning�� Ji-Quan thought as
he made himself comfortable against the rubble of the ATV.
	He gazed long and hard at the trio snuggling together, seeing the palpable
power rippling off the young man, �I sense much potential in you�� He
thought, then looked at the girls, ��They can give you much reason to
protect the innocent�And to have a better life ahead��
With that in mind, Ji-Quan Yii fell asleep.

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