Final Fantasy IV... a whole bunch of people lead by Cecil dark
knight later known as a paladin battle the corrupted Red Wings
and ends up saving the world from a freaky alien who goes with
the flow and likes the Void-thingy. Wow, that was a long
sentence, wasn't it? I summarized it pretty good, didn't I... but
I think there are a couple of details missing out. Everything in
the game concentrates on Cecil and his feelings. OK, he's the big
leader and head-character, but hey, there's others, aren't there?
Kain, what about him? He went through a lot, and there were only
a few hints about his feelings and thoughts. I do remember him
turn away as Rosa and Cecil kiss in the tower of Zot... and yes,
I'm another romantic freak!
Here we go, Final Fantasy IV, from Kain's tired view! I take the
freedom of changing the talking slightly, since most of us have
played the game and know the lines already. I'm not into copying
(and I don't feel like playing it through just concentrating on
writing down the exact words :p It could spoil the game feeling
for me. What did you say about egocentric?!).
Chapter 1 Being Kain, Cecil's best friend
There was the sound of someone hurrying down a stair, and man
wearing big glasses and clothes stained with oil ran out of the
"You should take it easier, Cid," Kain smiled,
"you're no youth, as your wise daughter says."
"Bah, she talks too much!" the chief mechanic snorted.
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Is Cecil back yet?" Cid asked, "I feel like
talking to that boy; he's seemed a bit down lately."
"The troop should come back from Mysidia any moment."
Muttering, Cid went back upstairs, to watch the sky from the
castle wall. Kain gazed after him, then shook his head and
started walking again. He was aiming for the door into the main
building. But another call made him stand still.
Rosa hurried over to him, with her white cloak dancing over her
back, the shiny, blond hair flying as she ran, looking like a
river of gold flooding from her head. Kain froze. She stopped in
front of him, breathing deeply because of the run.
"What is it, Rosa?" the dragoon asked, hoping that his
voice was steady.
"Is Cecil back yet?" she asked.
She didn't know that her words cut like hot daggers in Kain's
"No." he said.
He didn't dare say something more, he was sure his pain would
"I wanted to talk to him," Rosa sighed, "this
whole Mysidia thing makes me concerned..."
He wanted to wrap his arms around her, kiss her hair and say that
everything was fine, but she hadn't come to talk to him. How he
wished that she had come running with only his name upon her soft
lips! But just as Cid, she didn't want to speak with him; she
wanted to talk to his best friend.
"It'll be alright." he forced himself to say.
"I guess..." Rosa said.
She looked up and smiled warmly.
"Thank you anyway, Kain."
She turned and walked away again.
Kain watched her until she disappeared behind the main building's
corner. She always smiled so warmly at him. She smiled
differently at Cecil. The dragoon wished that it could have been
the other way around.
He stood there, in deep, sad thoughts, for a moment. Then he
shuddered and went inside.
"Sir Kain, Sir Cecil has returned!"
He stood up and nodded at the maid, with a small smile.
It felt much better when Cecil was in the castle. As long as they
were close to each other, Kain knew that he really couldn't feel
jealous. He felt guilty for keeping that dark, childish feeling
inside his heart, but he couldn't help it. Kain loved Rosa, he
had to admit that. But she loved Cecil...
He went up the stairs and into the small, unguarded room one had
to pass to reach the throne-room, but stopped with his hand on
the handle. There were upset voices to be heard from inside the
"You are now relieved from your post!"
It was the king of Baron. Kain felt a coldness wrap itself around
his heart. What the...?
"But Your Majesty!" Cecil's shocked voice called.
"Your new mission is to take care of the monsters sighted
around the village of Mist in the north!" the king growled,
"you may leave!"
Kain threw the door open and rushed in.
"Wait!" he yelled, "my liege, I'm sure that Cecil
The king gave him such a cold gaze that he almost dropped dead.
He had never seen the king look like that, so cruel, so
"Well, Kain," the king said, "if you're so worried
about your friend, you may go with him!"
The whole world seemed to turn inside out, and judging from
Cecil's eyes, he felt the same.
"But...!" Kain stuttered.
"And take this with you!" the king snarled and threw
Cecil a package.
"Yes, my liege..." the dark knight whispered and bowed.
In despite of other options, Kain did the same. The two men left
"Sorry for dragging you into this mess..." Cecil
mumbled as they were standing in the main corridor.
Kain put his hand on the dark knight's armored shoulder and shook
"No," he said, "you're my friend, I couldn't let
you go on such a journey alone. I'll make some preparations, you
just rest after your trip to Mysidia."
"Alright... thank you, Kain."
Cecil really seemed down. Kain watched him walk away, concerned.
The dragoon's friend walked like his feet weighed a ton each, he
looked very depressed even from behind. Had something happened in
Mysidia that had made Cecil like that, or was it because of what
had happened in the throne-room?
Kain went over to the table where a couple of soldiers were
sitting, and heavily placed himself on a chair. The wood
squeaked; he had forgot his armor. He gave a silent, relieved
sigh as the chair didn't break.
"Better be careful, Sir!" one of the soldiers chuckled,
"furniture is put on the payment-list!"
"Yeah, I know." Kain said and managed to smile.
"Where did Cecil go?" she asked, once more slowing down
close to him.
"We're sent to Mist to hunt monsters..." Kain said,
suddenly completely blank.
"What?" she gasped, "why? Where is he?!"
Kain pointed in the direction in which Cecil had left. Rosa
hurried off again.
"Damn!" the dragoon snarled as she went out of sight.
His fist made the whole table shake. The soldiers looked at him,
"Excuse me, Sir," the second one of them said,
"but why would you..."
"I don't know," Kain sighed, "the king was furious
because of something Cecil had said or done, and I tried to
defend him... then we were both sent to Mist, just like
"I'm sure that you'll get your titles and reputation back as
soon as you've fulfilled your mission." the first soldier
Kain managed to smile a bit again.
Chapter 2 Two times treachery
"I don't understand..." Cecil sighed, taking of his
horned helmet and stroking his wet fringe away from his eyes,
"I only tried to ask why we had to kill those innocent
people in Mysidia, and His Majesty sends both you and me away
from Baron... I'm sorry, Kain."
The mist was creeping inside of his armor, and he was already
warm and sweaty after several fights with monsters. Kain wasn't
feeling very good at the moment.
"It's OK," he said, trying not to grumble, "you're
It had been a strange voice, echoing in the misty cave. The
clouds made it almost impossible to see, and combined with the
darkness since the torches wasn't very dry...
"Who's there?" Cecil called.
No answer. Kain and his friend exchanged glances, and went on,
determined. They had been degraded once this week, it had to be
enough. They felt they didn't have any choice but to continue to
Mist and help out with the monsters.
But they hadn't walked many yards before the voice was heard
"Go back! Return to Baron!"
"Who are you? Show yourself!" Kain called.
Once more, there was nothing but silence. They continued, now
seeing a light ahead. It could only be the exit of the cave.
"For the last time, go back!" the voice called, closer
"We can't do that!" Cecil called back, "who are
"You have no intention to back off, then?" the voice
"No, I'm sorry, but..."
"Then I have no choice."
The mist started to thicken.
"It's a dragon!" Kain yelled.
White and glistening, a part of the mist...
Cecil drew his dark sword. Its edge was so dark that it almost
shone in the white air. Kain reached for his heavy spear.
The dragon opened its mouth and blew. The hard wind threw the two
warriors against the cave walls, almost knocking them out. Cecil
dropped his sword, and the dragon rushed forward.
"Cecil, look out!" Kain exclaimed and jumped.
Despite his armor, he almost reached the ceiling of the big cave.
That was the strength of a dragoon; the fantastic ability to
jump. The air was his element, while everyone else was stuck on
the ground. Kain felt free for the brief moment he floated up
there, all his problems were forgotten for a short while. He
didn't think of Rosa, he forgot his jealousy and his concern over
this strange mission. Then the gravity got a grip of him, and he
fell, pointing his spear downwards. The white dragon roared in
pain as the spear hit its back. Before it had time to regaining
its guard, Cecil had stabbed his sword into the pure chest. With
a ceasing snarl, the beast dissolved into thin air.
"Are you alright, Kain?" Cecil asked.
"Yes. And you?"
"Fine. Let's go."
They went out of the misty cave with great relief and hurried
towards the nearby village. But as they passed the first house,
there was suddenly a strange, buzzing sound.
"What the...!" Cecil exclaimed and threw his backpack
on the ground.
The bag opened, and out of it fell the package he'd received from
the king of Baron. It glowed strangely, and then, suddenly, it
erupted. Flames flew in all directions, consuming the houses in a
few seconds. There was a few, shocked screams from the buildings,
but the fire-magic killed instantly. Then the world became
"We were sent to... burn the village?!" Kain whispered.
Cecil didn't utter a word. He just stared at the ash that had
once been the package. Then he suddenly looked up and started
walking, faster and faster. Kain followed him.
There was a loud sob. Cecil ran past one of the burned buildings
and stopped, staring at something. Kain hurried to his side and
saw a small, green-haired girl kneeling by a life-less woman. The
adult was apparently dead, her face twisted in agony.
"Oh, no..." Cecil whispered and started approaching the
She looked up as she heard the steps, with tears and anger in her
"You!" she exclaimed, shivering, and got to her feet,
"you killed mommy's esper! You killed her!"
"Oh, no..." Cecil whispered again.
Kain also understood, now. The dragon they had killed in the cave
had been the summoned monster of the dead woman, and killing an
esper was the same as killing the one who conjured the beast.
"What shall we do, Cecil?" Kain said, "that girl,
we can't let..."
But he didn't want to say it, he didn't want to be the one to
even consider the order. And neither did Cecil.
"No!" he yelled, "I'm done with killing innocent,
I won't do it anymore! Never again!"
Kain nodded slowly.
"I knew you'd say that," the dragoon said, "and I
will come with you if you leave Baron."
There was no place for worries, he was completely sure. Being
fooled to do something so despicable, fooled by the one who had
more or less raised him... Kain found hatred against king Baron
burning inside of his heart.
"But the girl..." he pointed out.
"We'll have to bring her along," Cecil said, "it's
not safe here."
"No!" the girl screamed, "don't come near me! I
hate you, I hate you all!!"
She put her hands together, closed her eyes and started mumbling.
Several green, half invisible orbs containing a flame
materialized around her, giving away her plans and powers.
"Damn it, she's a summoner!" Kain shouted,
A muscled giant formed in front of the girl, and before Kain was
able to move, an enormous fist had hit the ground. The whole
village shook, there was a crack in the grass...
Kain heard both the girl and Cecil scream, then everything became
Chapter 3 Valvalis
He awoke, and wished he hadn't done so. His head felt like it was
filled with bees, and his body ached all over. It was cold, and
dark. In fact, he began to realize with growing surprise and
panic, he was inside a cell, hanging by the wall in his chained
wrists. Both his armor and spear were gone, he only wore a
simple, stiff cloth; a prisoner's clothing. The only light came
from a smoking torch; the smell dried his throat. Kain was
thirsty and confused. What had happened? That earthquake in
Mist... then what? Where was Cecil?
'And were am I?' Kain thought.
By instinct, he tried to break free from the chains, but since
his feet didn't touch the floor, he had no strength.
Suddenly the door opened, and closed behind a man in red,
"My liege?" Kain gasped with broken voice.
"And my traitor," the king snorted, "I hear you
and Cecil were going to leave me behind, eh?"
"How did you... where is Cecil?" Kain whispered.
His throat was so dry that he hardly could breath.
"Cecil?" the king repeated, "he'll be here soon. I
sent some troops to fetch both him and that last summoner. They
will be brought here, so that I can dispose of them."
King Baron sneered.
"We can't have traitors like him walking around freely, can
we? And speaking of traitors, the fair Rosa seem to have left,
"Rosa...?" Kain croaked.
The king smiled coldly.
"Yes, Rosa. The one with the white cloak, remember? Don't
worry about her, you'll be together as sad, wandering spirits. Or
in Hell, that's another option, of course."
"Your Majesty, why!?" Kain tried to scream, but it
became only a whisper.
The king started to laugh, and he began to change. His crown,
hair and clothes disappeared, his skin became blue, and he got a
turtle-shell. The teeth in his mouth grew to white spikes, shown
in an evil smile. Kain stared at the monster, his lips becoming
numb. He couldn't even speak.
"Yes," the monster sneered, "I am not the king of
Baron. Our names actually starts the same, my friend; I am
Kainazzo, fiend of Water."
"The king...?" the captured dragoon stuttered.
"Dead, I'm afraid. Pity... I had to kill him instantly, when
I really wanted to do it in my favorite way. But you, on the
other hand, you're different. Nobody will hear you scream."
Suddenly, water began flooding from Kainazzo's feet. In only a
few moments, the liquid had reached Kain's ankles, steadily
"People should drown more often," Kainazzo sneered as
Kain desperately tried to tear himself free from the chains,
"it's healthy, really. And such a lovely sight."
The water reached his chest by now, his throat, his face...
It was a woman's voice. A sudden wind blew the water aside, and
Kain took a violent breath. Kainazzo angrily turned his head as
his water returned to him; he looked at nothing at all, just an
"What do you want, Valvalis?" he snorted.
"I have talked with Golbez," the woman's voice said,
"he allowed me to take care of this."
"That's not fair!"
"Then go to Golbez and complain, whiner!"
Grumbling, Kainazzo turned back into the false king of Baron.
"You might wish you had drowned." he sneered and left
Kain still gulped for air.
"Who are you...?" he finally managed to whisper, unsure
if he really wanted to know.
"Valvalis, fiend of the Air."
What materialized in the middle of the room was the most
beautiful woman Kain had ever seen. She wore a tight, white
dress, and her blond hair was as long as she was tall. She looked
strangely at him.
"This is my true form," she said, "that was what
you thought, wasn't it?"
Kain didn't answer. She was a fiend, she was going to kill him.
She looked so thoughtful.
"You're soaking wet," she said, "you'll catch a
cold down here."
She raised a hand and pointed upwards. A warm wind began to blow
around Kain, drying his simple clothes and skin. Valvalis moved
"What do you want?" Kain whispered.
Funny, he had been about to drown, but his throat was still dry
as a desert. Valvalis once more raised her hand, and suddenly
held a cup filled with some liquid. She put it by Kain's cracked
"Here, drink this. You'll feel better." she said.
It was a healing potion, he could smell that.
"What...? You want to kill me healthy?" Kain muttered,
which as much sarcasm he could manage.
"I'm not going to kill you." she said.
"Now drink this. Don't be so foolishly proud."
Kain wasn't really sure if he drank the potion of his own will,
or if the fiend used her powers to make him, but anyhow he
emptied the cup. The clean liquid filled him with a soft, warm
feeling, and the pain in his legs and head ceased a bit.
Valvalis still watched him in a strange way. She made the cup
dissolve and raised her hands to touch his face. Her fingertips
sent lightning of pain through the dragoon's head, and he
couldn't fight back a groan.
"You've got some bad wounds here..." Valvalis said,
frowning, "warm winds of summer, grant me thy soothing
Kain's skin felt wonderfully warm for a moment, and once more his
pain drew back a little.
"Much better." the fiend of air said.
She touched his hair, as if she was confused. Like she'd never
seen a bound man before. She made Kain very nervous, and still...
she touched his face and hair in the way he'd always wished Rosa
"I scare you, don't I?" Valvalis said, without taking
her hands away from Kain's head.
"What do you want?" he said once more.
She didn't answer at first. Then she spoke:
"I kept an eye on you and your friend, making sure that you
really went to Mist. Golbez didn't want to see any
"Who the Hell is Golbez?"
"My king," Valvalis answered, with a small smile on the
brink of a sneer, "not my master, but I obey him at the
The smile disappeared, and she looked strangely confused again.
"I watched you fight," she said, "and I saw you
jump... you're a warrior of the air, just like me."
"And you work with someone who want to kill me, my best
friend and... and Rosa!" Kain exclaimed, turning his head
away in anger.
Valvalis' eyebrows went up.
"You think a lot of that white mage Rosa." she pointed
"Stay away from my thoughts!"
"Alright, if you want me to."
Kain stared at her. She shook her head.
"But you know the truth," she said, "and even
though you don't want to, you're jealous. You feel anger towards
the one you call your best friend."
"So that's what you want?" Kain growled, "you
think that you can use my feelings to make me work for that damn
Golbez? No, call your turtle-friend here, I'd rather drown!"
Valvalis startled, as if he'd hit her. They stared at each other.
"That's not what I meant," Valvalis finally said,
"but you'll work for Golbez whether you like it or
"What you want is not of the matter," the fiend of Air
snarled, "you will do as Golbez says, believe me. And you
should be grateful I saved your life."
"I'm not grateful for becoming some kind of slave!"
Kain exclaimed, "why did you even care, you're a
The last word hung in the air, making it thicker than the smoking
torch ever could do.
"Do I look like a monster?" Valvalis said, cold as ice,
"do I have fangs and scales? Am I hideous?"
"No, your beauty is stunning," Kain snarled, "but
you're a fiend, and you work with monsters that want to destroy
my life and kill my friends!"
There was another silence when they stared at each other again.
"I am an elemental-fiend," Valvalis said, coldly,
"but I haven't said anything about killing your friends or
harming you, have I?"
"But your friends will, won't they?" Kain accused.
Her nails cut into his cheeks.
"I save your life and this is your way of
gratefulness?!" Valvalis growled as he tried to break free
from her grip, "you! I thought you was different than the
others because you were an air-fighter, I guess I'll never
"Why... did you... care?" Kain croaked.
"You're such an idiot."
His head hit the wall behind him, making him see dancing stars.
"Power of the lightning, send...!" Valvalis exclaimed,
But she never finished the command. Kain gulped for air, trying
to pull himself together.
"So how much power will you waste...?" he snarled,
"will you have me raw or well done?"
No answer. He looked up. She seemed so strangely confused again.
"What is it now, then?" Kain growled.
She was silent for a moment. Then she pointed at him.
"Warm winds of the summer..."
The world stopped spinning. Kain looked at her, and she watched
'What does she want?' the dragoon thought, confused, 'why doesn't
she kill me?'
"You look so helpless." Valvalis suddenly said, as if
she was thinking aloud.
"It's because I'm hanging here like a damn dead
chicken!" Kain snarled.
"I've almost forgot how fear felt..."
Kain turned his head away, furious.
"Then you've really forgot humanity!" he growled.
"That is true, at least I thought so." Valvalis said,
not angry this time.
Her fingers touched his face again.
"Why do you do that?" Kain snarled.
"It was almost impossible to talk Golbez into not killing
you," she said, "but I had to... you remind me of
"Now, now, Valvalis," a man's voice said, "let's
not get too personally involved."
"Good afternoon, Golbez." the fiend said without
Chapter 4 Golbez' minion
Behind Valvalis, from out of nowhere, a man wearing a dark armor
with a horned helmet and a black cloak entered.
"Is that the reason you wanted me to spare him?" the
man asked, scornfully, "you thought that he was cute?"
"I considered his strength and abilities to attack his
enemies from above as good reasons to keep him alive."
Valvalis said, coldly.
"Of course, my dear. Now step aside."
Valvalis moved, and Kain found himself under a judging gaze.
"So you're Golbez, then?" the dragoon snarled.
"Indeed. And your name is Kain, a good friend of this Cecil
that everyone in Baron seem so proud of."
"I suppose I cannot deny it."
"No, you can't."
"Now then, let's turn you into my faithful servant, shall
we?" he said and raised his hands.
Kain screamed in pain as his head began to burn from the inside.
'I can't let...' he thought, desperately trying to fight Golbez
back, 'Cecil is my friend, I'm a dragoon... I love Rosa, she
loves Cecil... he is my friend... I am a dragoon... I love...
Rosa... Cecil is my... I am... I am... I love Rosa... I am... I
am a dra... Cecil, I... he is my... he is... he... '
"You're quite a challenge, I give." Golbez admitted and
clenched his fists.
Valvalis just stood there, silent, as Kain roared and tried to
tear off the chains, twisting like a wounded animal.
'I am... I am... Kain... Cecil is my... Rosa don't... they are
my... I am a... I am... I... I hate them... Cecil is my enemy...
my name is Kain, I am a dragoon, and I hate Cecil!'
His heart burned with rage at the memory of the man in the dark
armor, who had the love Kain wanted more than anything else, and
not even seemed to appreciate it. He hated Rosa for loving Cecil,
and he wished most of all to take his spear and stab it through
the Dark knight's chest. And he knew that Golbez gladly would
help him, if he only obeyed.
"Let him down, Valvalis." the man dressed in black said
with a triumphantly sneer.
She pointed at the chains, and Kain landed on the ground. He
stood up for a moment, then he sat down on one knee before
"I will follow only your commands, my liege." the
"Good man," Golbez sneered, "firstly you should
get equipped. Valvalis, bring him to the room where they dumped
his armor and weapon."
"As you wish."
Golbez disappeared into thin air, and Valvalis put her hand on
Kain's shoulder, making him stand up.
"Come on," she said without any expression in her
voice, "I'll bring you to the armory."
They walked out of the cell and through a dark corridor. Kain
hardly thought about the path, his mind and heart were so filled
with rage that he could hardly think.
"Just give me one chance," he growled, thinking aloud,
"I'll teach you my misery and pain, Cecil!"
Valvalis said nothing. Kain didn't notice that she watched him,
They left the corridor and entered Baron castle. The many guards
they passed had very empty eyes, as if they really weren't alive.
But Kain didn't think about it. He didn't care.
Valvalis opened the door to the armory.
"Which one was your?" she said, thoughtful.
"There." Kain said and pointed, without even really
"Ah, yes. And your spear too."
Valvalis nodded and said:
"Why don't you rest some and change to something more
appropriate before you put the armor on?"
"I don't need to rest," Kain growled, "I am ready
to fight, and that's that!"
"Good boy." a familiar voice said.
Kain somehow felt he should feel nervous hearing that voice, but
he couldn't remember why, and didn't turn around.
"He really is a strong fighter, Valvalis," the voice
continued, "maybe you were right."
"I knew I was right, Kainazzo!" the fiend of Air
"Touchy about being turned down, eh?"
"Would you care for a few lightningbolts?" Valvalis
snarled, raising one hand.
There was the sound of a pair of feet hurrying backwards.
"Much better. Now go away." Valvalis growled.
The voice muttered angrily, more and more distant.
"Idiot..." Valvalis mumbled.
Kain didn't care what that had been all about. He went over to
his equipment, which all lay on a table, and checked it over. Not
a single scratch on the armor. He grabbed his spear and weighed
it in his hands, smiling over the familiar, trustworthy grip.
Valvalis walked over to his side.
"Just out of curiosity," she said, "since you
can't use magic, how do you manage to jump so high wearing that
"It's only a matter of the power of a dragoon." Kain
'Why is this?' she thought, confused, 'I thought I would like him
better when we were on the same side... but suddenly, he's
completely different. And why does his spear and armor seem so
'Feelings, Valvalis?' a cold voice said inside of her head,
sending an arrow through her mind, 'what is this?'
'I suppose that the last grain of my humanity makes one last,
desperate move, master Zemus,' she thought, 'I beg you to forgive
me this. It will not happen again.'
'Better not,' her master said, 'if you were a lesser minion I
would take care of you immediately. This disgrace is most
irritating. I will have to consider to once more bring you here
to me for a while.'
'No, master!' Valvalis thought, in sudden fear, 'please, I swear
that I will not allow my human part to cause any more kind of
'I will consider it.'
Valvalis shuddered as Zemus' mind left her.
"Are you alright?"
She looked up in surprise.
"W-what?" she stuttered.
"I asked you if you are alright." Kain said.
In his eyes, there was suddenly a shadow of the man he had been
only half an hour ago. Maybe Golbez hadn't secured his grip of
the dragoon properly...
"I'm fine!" Valvalis snapped, "mind your own
"Fine!" he growled, his eyes turning cold.
Valvalis furiously left the room, teleporting herself to the roof
of one of the castle's towers. It was easier to think up there,
with the wind blowing, making her hair fly behind her.
'I was there once,' she thought with a mixture of fear and anger,
'I will do whatever my master tells me to... I will not be caught
in those clutches again!'