Thread: The Alpha and Omega: Spira's true history [with Ishu]

It had been one-hundred years since the defeat of the last true threat to the land of Spira by the hands of Lady Yuna and her team the Gullwings. Since then the land of Spira had enjoyed a sensible span of peace with advancements in terms of technology, acceptance, and even the way that the world looked at history and understanding it. During this time much has shifted to the dependency of machine technology for the comforts that people enjoy as the understanding of the arcane arts of magic slowly became nothing more than dust in the hour glass of time. There are even some scholars who would refute that such elements ever existed in the history of Spira at alland yet those with the heart to understand the world seek answers, seek truth, and seek adventure to define them from simple soldiers, blitz ball players, sphere hunters, and more. In the time that had passed governments and factions have risen and fallen from the eye of the public. Besaid, Kilika, and other off shore islands are more aligned to the Youth League principles headed by Maester Rexhand, a descendent of Nooj himself. While they have separate locations they share a unified base on the island of Kilika where they practice the seeking common wealth ideals. While not as extreme as their former days, the Youth League focuses on understanding as well as affirmative action which leads to conflict with the New Yevon and Al-Bhed factions from time to time. Lately they have been siding more and more with the contemporary views in the Al-Bhed Civil War lead by Cid the XIV against the more radical views of Sion of the Radical Faction. Bikanel Island is rift with advancements in technology that have lead to the creations of mobile suits known as Machina Walkers or Mws that are utilized for combat, personal leisure, excavation, and even Pilot League competitions. The Contemporary Faction seeks to keep a stable balance with the governments and factions of the world, seeking free use of machine and understanding between all however, the Radical Faction seeks to consolidate power within the Al-Bhed race to overthrow those who have become heavily dependent on their abilities. Currently the rift between these two factions have put the distribution of certain parts and availability of technology to a standstilleach leader having support from various factions behind the scenes, but only one with the heart of the public in mind. The Pilot League and New Yevon tend to keep to themselves in such events, but have been known to conflict with principlealthough the stable balance of peace has been preserved by these factions keeping themselves available to all. With the threats to their peace gone there has evolved a lax style of living for all but those who dedicate themselves to spiritual maturity. Although there are some who have been scarred by this new world, some who have seen the darkness hiding under the surface of these ideals, and it is their story that will redefine the way the world continues to move forth. The story of their hidden pasts that will bring to light the beginning and the end of Spiraa story where the past is the only measure to understand the future. This is where their story begins, and in turnthe truth of this world revealed The low humming of the air ship Dragonov could be heard in the silence of air travel among the white expanse of clouds surrounded by blue. Its design was elegant with the ferocity and nobility of a white winged falcon soaring through toward Lucas headquarters for the Gullwing Organization all the while, the three occupants of the ship were having a small discussion amongst themselves. These were some of the most respected names in the current time of Sphere HuntingThe White Falconz. A group of dysfunctional teenagers with a chip on their shoulder and a bond that could only be understood between them, each haunted by the truths of their respective worlds and their current lives. So guys, Im thinking we stop by turn in this last mission request and take one more look a things you knowand while were down there get that hottie Aimee to take a trip on board and, a slight pause followed the charming voice of the young man sitting in the Captains chair of their ship as he eyed his two companions. It seemed neither Xion nor Axle were in the mood for his dreams of scoring with the beautiful representative from the Organization. A bit bummed out, Legiaus sighed as he tilted his head with a pout. You guys seriously need to lighten up man, youll never get laid that way. Legiaus was the eldest brother of their make-shift family and the one with the most open personality between the three he was the charming, flirty type that could rally a crowd into battle if he so desiredbut had less luck with the ladies than he liked to brag about. A model of physical perfection that stood at a promising six-foot-five, long silver hair that was tied back in a warriors braid and held together in a monk-type focusing on covering all but the left portion of his arm. In response a simply sigh fell from the lips of the navigator as he was keeping up with charts and currents coming on screen. Axle was the more pragmatic between himself and Legiaus, but also the more complicated. Darker skinned with sharply contrasting blue hair and matching eyes he was a mystery that seemed to be shrouded in a cloak at all times, his face wrapped in a bandaged mask and a hood keeping his physical beauty from being seen. They imagined him to be lithe and nimble with his dexterous fighting style, but only Xion truly knew what the teen looked like underneath it all though his voice spoke of a previously diplomatic lifestylehe kept to himself and for himself when he could. We just barely came out from exploring the Zanarkand ruins because someone couldnt keep their head out of imagining Aimee-sans breastsseriously Legiaus, we almost lost Xion because of your recklessness. Axles tone was sharp and with understandingXion was all the two had left, all the two could consider the purest form of their family despite the complicated hardships from when they found him. They loved their youngest member. YeahyeahI knowbut hey! Hes not dead so thats all that matters, right Xion? Legiaus asked with a bit of hope. From the pilots seat the creator of the White Falcon, their impressive ship, and their resident sword master tilted his head to peer back at his brothers. Xion had to be the greatest mystery to those outside of their little group. At the age of sixteen he seemed to have the void, near soulless eyes that were a stark contrast to the vibrant aquamarine color that they werewith one eye swirled with reda mark that he was half Al-bhed. He stood at five-feet six inches, the shortest of the three but between them had the most near perfect build. Lean muscle compounded by a lithe, agile frame for concentrated power and agility he could be considered a cutie at worst and a hottie at best with the way crimson strands framed his face. Sure, Legiaussure It was his personality that seemed to alienate him. They never spoke of how they met, and how they found Xion but the youth seemed to always be haunted by those dark daysby the rememberance of pain and sadness from the shadows of this worlds secrets, but found comfort in their presence. Anyway, were arriving at Luca air base now Without another word they landed in the hangar and made their way to the Gullwing Organization building. Immediately Legiaus rushed to see the beautiful receptionist and senior member, Aimee my love, how I have missed you! Axle simply kept himself to the corner while Xion moved to the desk and offered a slight nod of acknowledgement. Good afternoon Aimee-san, we are here to return the Sphere we found from our previous mission and to request an S-rank hunt please.