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Characters: Cecil & Kefka
Progress: Finished!
Summary: Waking up in a strange place with the maniac known as Kefka.
Location: Ambervale, Outer Continent
Date: November, 1803
Warnings: Well, Kefka has my permission to try and set Cecil on fire if he feels like it. So uh, yeah, violence is a possibility! [Will friend-lock this is if gets too gory]


The last thing Cecil could recall vividly was a bright flash of light.

Now he stood looking down at the ground where he’d just woken up moments ago. His mind was still fuzzy. His muscles felt taut, and he ached all over. It was almost as if he’d been asleep for a long time. But how long exactly? He was not in the same place he was previously, that much was obvious. He didn’t recognize the surroundings around him now. And, (his heart gave a painful lurch) Rosa was nowhere to be found.

These were the things concerning him deeply at the moment, but non more so than the fact that he was not alone...

Of all the people to wake up next to. Fate had a twisted sense of humor.

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The pillar behind him froze, causing Cecil to consider his options. But his choice was made for him because something slammed into it, causing it to shatter over his head. A shard of ice propelled by the blast cut the side of his face open, but he ignored it and focused on getting out of the way of the falling debris. He ducked behind another pillar, collapsing to his knees briefly.

"He really means to kill me," he half chuckled to himself. He really was outmatched here. Standing, Cecil steeled himself for another attack.

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Hiding behind another pillar, pathetic. He really had no time to play around with just one mortal. He lowered his hands and grinned madly, it was no fun, killing someone as weak and pathetic as him, least not directly. He began to walk away from the battle to explore the castle further.

A dark smile came across his face as he replied, "Save your strength, and come back when you can properly worship me...or give me a proper fight." His wounds we're not fully healed, but he was strong enough to move and to fight anyone who dared crossed his path.

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Kefka was retreating...

Sighing, Cecil shut his eyes tightly. 'I couldn't stop him.' Angrily, he slammed a fist into the ground, sending a small cloud of dust into the air. 'I couldn't stop him!' He let out a small mirthless laugh.

'I really am a coward.'

He needed to leave this place. He had to find his friends. And Rosa, wherever she may be. Most of his messages weren't getting through. He had to find a place where reception was good. The only way to do that was to start looking.

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Kefka heard the the fist being slammed onto the ground and turned when he heard the laugh. He smirked thinking, "Perhaps the boy could have some use to me." A quick teleport shot him in front of the knight as he looked at him with intrigue. No magic was charged, but Kefka wasn't a fool.

He looked at him and stated, "Tell me boy, do you wish to be strong?"

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"What...?"

Startled, Cecil took a step back, his hand flying to the hilt of his sword and gripping it tightly. He hadn't expected another sudden encounter from Kefka so soon. The question took him completely off guard.

"I... thought I already was strong," he said slowly. Together with his friends, they'd saved their world once before. But he hadn't been by himself, then. Alone, he wasn't capable of such feats of strength. He drew his strength from others, not from himself. A small, doubtful expression flitted across his face for a moment, then was gone.

"Why are you asking me this?" Cecil asked him, his hand not quite leaving the hilt of his sword just yet.

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"Strong? Your 'friends' as you call them, at least put up a better fight than you. All you did was cower and hide, like a rodent afraid of anything and anyone that came close to them. You're not strong." He circled the knight, clearly seeing the sword being readied.

A small chuckle echoed, as he turned his gaze and stated, "But I...well you've seen how powerful I can be? Imagine, boy, if I could grant you that power. Think of how much stronger you'd be." A smirk that lead into a smile, as he saw the knight's insecurities. Fortunately for him, these were things he could use to his advantage.

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Cecil stared at Kefka for a long moment before averting his gaze to the ground. Every word of what was said was true.

"I only want to be strong enough to protect others... But why should I trust you?"

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Kefka raised his hands and replied, "I've given you no reason to trust me. Just, thought you need the power." He turned away then stated, "I wonder, when your friends are on the battlefield fighting an enemy they cannot handle, will you be there on the front lines, being completely pathetic and useless...or will you be the one to give your friends the edge to fight again." He looked over his shoulder and stated, "I can give you that edge, boy, all I ask...is for your devotion to me. To help me, claim what I had stolen."

He saw the boy's insecurities, and he loved it.

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Pathetic. Useless. Did others really see him that way? Is this what his friends secretly thought of him? No, that couldn't be... Not after everything they had been through.

No.

"Help you?" Cecil repeated quietly. "Help you to do what, exactly?"

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"That my boy, is the question you should be asking!" He looked at the knight and stated, "Help me, boy, help me make this world a beautiful place, a wonderful place, a place where the filth of world is washed away. With you at my side, I know I can accomplish this. Just as I know that if you join me, you will protect the ones you hold close to you."

The whole thing Kefka had said made him want to gag in a corner. Feelings, pathetic mortal nature...not befitting of a god. Though he was not entirely lying. He was going to cleanse the world of filth...he just didn't say that life itself was the filth.

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It was a long while before Cecil replied. He mulled over Kefka words carefully.

Considering.

“The filth of the world,” Cecil once again repeated. More silence.

Finally, he smiled.

“...I think I understand you now. Did you know that I’m well renowned back in my world for my kindness and generosity? At least that’s what I’ve heard. But just because I’m a charitable person doesn’t mean I can be easily coerced into harming innocent people on your behalf. Because if that's the case, I'll have to decline your offer of power. You’ve failed in your attempt to lure me to your side, Kefka. Destruction is your way. Making others suffer for your amusement is clearly your own idea of fun. But that is not my path. Continue your mad spree all you want, but you will be stopped eventually. Maybe not by my hand, but I have faith in the others.” Cecil smiled wryly at Kefka now as he followed up. “I may be weak, and my insecurities are clearly transparent enough to see, but my devotion to my friends will always come first. No force on this world or anywhere else will ever cause that to change.

“I know where my loyalties lie, and they are definitely not, nor will they ever be, with you.“

That being said, with a courteous bow, Cecil turned his back on Kefka and started to walk away, dismissing the mad clown entirely. He had no more words to share with this man. His mind was made up. His only concern was leaving this place immediately. He’d spotted a window nearby- perhaps it led to the outside. It was worth investigating in any case. Cecil pushed the window open and gazed out.

...This was not the ground level. In fact, this was a good three stories up. Jumping out was definitely not possible, since this side of the palace bordered a wide canyon, with a river running right through it. The young king weighed his other options. Ask Kefka for his input?

...No. Probably not a good idea.



[ooc: Cecil and an open window? DEFINATLEY not a good idea!]

WHAT'S THE WORSE THAT CAN HAPPEN!?

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He listened to his speech and saw he was not so easily persuaded. A twisted smirk came across his face. It seems if he wouldn't join him, he would beat him.

A soft sigh escaped him as he stated, "I see getting to you is pointless, your insecurities are so transparent it's sickening. But attacking you is something I cannot have fun with...your friends on the other hand." He cackled before turning to him on the window and replied, "Goodbye boy, if you should so survive this, you can grieve for your friends at their funeral." He powerful explosive power charged in his fists as he launched a powerful flare towards the boy.

If this doesn't intensify his dislike for clowns later I dunno what will.

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Cecil had taken out his communicator and was in the process of typing a text when he caught those last words, aimed directly at him. He quickly swung around, but had no time to do anything else, except to look at Kefka, and let his expression speak for itself: 'This is not the end.'

The flare spell hit him dead on, causing the window and the walls on either side to explode outward in a brilliant flash of light. His body screamed with pain, and he might have shouted aloud as well, but there was a painful ringing in his ears- he couldn't hear anything. He was airborne, free falling downward at a terrible speed, too stunned to even comprehend what had just happened.

He continued to fall (it felt like forever though it was only mere seconds) until his body eventually impacted something. Something with more give than solid ground. Whatever it was, it erupted all around him, and caused the wind to be knocked from his body.

His last thoughts before he drifted towards unconsciousness were of Rosa. Her image swimming before him was soothing, thus he wasn't too terribly bothered when everything went dark, and he knew no more.

Maybe he'll dislike windows!

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Kefka saw the knight fly out the window as he grinned and thought, "One pest down, so much more to go." He looked around the castle and continued his thought, "It seems this place has been abandoned...perhaps, this is a good location to further my plans of domination." He continued to walk through the halls, with a devilish smirk.

He was already planning, already devising, and now no one stood in his way!