A/N: This is my first FFX fan fic. I hope you all like it! Please R&R!
Chapter 1: Yunalesca's Story
June, 1000 AD
Run… You must run…
The voices in her head sounded so urgent. Her long strides were undetectable from fiends who were lurking in the shadows of the forest. The chirps of birds and squeals of fiends becoming dinner were unbearably loud. She had been running for hours. Finally, light was pouring through the exit.
Valefor stepped out into the meadow. Her long, dirty blond hair was full of leaves and twigs. Her normally soft yellow eyes were stressed and annoyed. Her sky blue kimono was stained with mud. The once sharp and silver sais (A/N: Sais are long daggers with two smaller daggers sticking out of the sides. If you have ever seen Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Raphael has these) she carried were dull and gray. Her wooden getas were dirty brown and muddy.
Valefor gazed at the night sky. The full moon was a pure silver disc in the sky. The stars shone brightly. Shooting starts were streaking across the sky of darkness. The grassy plains were flowing with the wind. The blue roses shone brightly from the moon's light. Pyreflies were flying around the roses. Some floated around Valefor.
Valefor gazed at the beautiful pyreflies. The red, blue, and yellow lights were mesmerizing as the orbs of light danced around her. But something happened. The pyreflies were jerking in odd ways, as if disturbed. They quickly regrouped and fled to the north. Valefor, having nothing else to do, gave chase.
Hours later, a mysterious shape came into vies. As Valefor studied the shape, she figured out what it was. It was Zanarkand; the city that never sleeps. The city was lit up like the morning sun. The tall skyscrapers stooped over the rivers and roads. Highways were littered with people. The blitz ball stadium was dark. No one was playing blitz ball there. The stars, however, were gone. The city's lights were so bright.
Go in… Go in the city…
She heard it again. That same voice, begging her to go, was back. Valefor had to go. It sounded so persuasive…
As the voice grew louder, the crowds began to thicken. Valefor had a hard time getting through the chaotic groups. She had to apologize every few seconds for accidentally pushing them or stumbling over their feet. "Hey, watch it!" "Look where you're going!" "What the hell are you doing!"
Valefor followed the voice the entire way. "Finally, I'm getting close," she said to herself as the voice was louder than ever. She stopped at a temple. It had to be ancient. The carvings and statues were chipping and covered in moss. The fine details were totally gone, as if someone picked up a sledgehammer and whacked at it. The old doors were giving way. Both doors were falling off their hinges. Only one statue stood strong from the moss and chips. It was a statue of Lady Yunalesca. Her long hair flowed to her legs and spiked in different places. Her bra and thong were finely carved into the statue. Her cold eyes stared deep into the thoughts and soul of Valefor. She felt uneasy about this. Those eyes… They were somewhat familiar, yet she had never seen them before. This woman wasn't in her memory.
Valefor…
Valefor jumped back. She grabbed her sais and grasped them firmly. Her heart rate skyrocketed. She glanced around, nervously waiting for the one who spoke to attack.
Do not be alarmed, it said. I'm right in front of you…
Valefor put down her sais, just for a moment. She looked in front of her, toward the temple. No one was there. She looked around, confused, at her surroundings. When her calm eyes met the statue of Yunalesca, she heard the voice again.
That's right. It is I, Lady Yunalesca. I called to you for help. Will you listen to my story?
That's it, Valefor thought. I totally lost my mind. But she thought about it anyway. She didn't know much of anything about this Yunalesca. What if she was a thief? A liar, perhaps? But, then again, why would there be a statue of her in the temple. Valefor sighed. "All right," she said. "I'll listen." She sat down on a rotten log behind her.
A year from now, a great machine war between Zanarkand and Bevelle will occur. Zanarkand will have summoners to call forth spirits of power, aeons, to fight in the front lines. Bevelle, obviously, will use machine. During the war, a great being will be born. It will be called Sin, a large gray fishlike fiend, with hundreds of eyes, a large snout, and four large fins. It will attack and destroy everything in Zanarkand. Sin will continue to destroy all of Spira if it isn't stopped.
Yunalesca paused and stared at Valefor. This is where you come in. You and nine others will become the Fayth, spirits in temples who will become aeons. They are whisked away into the soul of the summoner. When the timing is right, the summoner will call them. They must answer, or both the aeon and the summoner will die. But becoming an aeon is a ritual. You must pass a test to see if you are ready. Do you want to be an aeon?
Valefor knew the answer. An aeon… a spirit of power… this is what she dreamed off. She nodded her head.
Yunalesca smiled. Good. Here is your test.
Suddenly, a large plant-like fiend appeared. It was an Ochu, a giant plant with huge roots and vines. On the top of the body was a large mouth with dozens of sharp teeth. A green mist was protruding from its green body.
Valefor stared in awe at the wondrous fiend. She turned towards Yunalesca. "I have to defeat this powerful piece of shit?"
If you can defeat it, Yunalesca said, then you will become an aeon…
Cool storyline, huh? I've always wanted to do this story since I joined fanfiction, but I never really had time to do it. Hope you liked it! The next chapter will come out soon!