Summary: At four she lost her Aunt, at five her Uncle, and at six she was sent ten years into the past, lost and confused. She grew up in the past not knowing the time difference becoming a strong independent woman, but when she meets up with Braska, Jecht and Auron she, at first, unwillingly followed along with them. As any other love story goes she falls for Auron, and as things always go there's a complication-she's unset.
First ever FFX fanfic- help is wanted XD
Green swirled eyes glimmered as they gazed at the small quivering butterfly that landed upon the small delicate yellow stone, sun shining as if its rays were there to protect the small child that were the proud owner of the eyes. Small tanned skinned legs went up and down in harmony, feet barely touching the sand before going up in the air, continuing the seemingly endless cycle. A wide grin with soft lips graced the little girls face as her short, tied up, blond hair tickling her neck. Her bright orange, short, dress laid crumpled around her as she lay on her stomach.
She had strayed far from her father and brother to entertain herself since they were talking about.. Boy stuff. Sure she loved when they talked about Machina but they were talking about weird stuff she couldn't understand so she slipped past their eyes to chase that same butterfly all the way in the middle of no where, in the endless desert.
A droplet of sweat rolled down her forehead, trailing down her small perky nose, continuing its trek around her slightly parted lips and off her chin mutedly.
"Your name is… Mac!" the small girl declared her eyes slightly smaller as her rounded cheeks pushed up on them, her innocent grin widening if possible, her eyes trained on the small bug, "I'm gonna show you to Momma, she would love you". Giggles erupted from her throat as she tried to snatch up the butterfly but it was too quick for her small hands as it flew away, out of her reach leading her to run after it away from civilization even further.
"Come back, I didn't get to tell you my name!" she yelled but still held that smile on her face as she stumbled after her new found pet, the heated sand under her bare feet slowing her down but she didn't let that get in her way of catching the bug. ".. the name's Rikku!".
Her name echoed into the nothingness, but a lone soul besides her perked up as he looked up from his place, his figure straightening from his slouched posture against the rock, ears anticipating the next sound, energy flowing through his needy eyes as they caught site of the running girl.
"Fayth has ordered it.." his light voice chuckled as he stalked towards his new victim, his strides quickening with each passing second, eventually turning into a sprint, eyes never leaving the unsuspecting girl Rikku.
"Mac, come back! I can introduce you to all Father's Machina!" Rikku laughed jumping up as she thought she had the upper advantage but unsuccessfully grasped the bug and fell face first into the burning sand that made her face tingle with the sensation. "Mac, that wasn't nice, I could've gotten hurt, yeah know?". Rikku sniffed but never let the playful smile leave her face as she dusted the sand off of her.
When her eyes traveled back up, possibly to try to look for her pet, she was met by a figure that loomed in front of her, blocking the sun, blocking the rays that beat down still trying to protect the child but now out of reach. Her head tilted but she quickly dismissed the feeling as curiosity got the better of her and a grin broke out.
"Wanna be friends?" she asked jumping up on her own feet and titled her head up in an odd angle to see the stranger fully, "Pops says not to talk to strangers, but Pops doesn't know a darn thing!". Her bubbly attitude made the man smile, a pure soul indeed that had a perk for adventure, the perfect victim, he though with an amused inner laugh.
"Become strong" He chuckled grabbing the girls small shoulder with his large rough hands, "and become the past for the present and future!".
"Yeah got a Machina stuck up your butt?" Rikku asked not understanding a word he said besides the strong part. He was being so… cryptic. She started getting uncomfortable in the mans tight grasp so she started flailing a bit, legs swinging urgently, chest twisting and turning but to no success. "let go!". Her hair bounced with her movements, eyes closing in concentration, dress tangled.
"Sleep well" the man whispered in her ear as darkness sprung out of his body and clasped onto the struggling girl, taking hold of her limbs and entering her soul.
A sixteen year old Rikku jerked awake from her restless slumber as the memory replayed itself in her mind, over and over, never letting her forget how she ended up in this once strange place without any family. She had thought it weird that no one knew her when she woke up on moist sand, cold water lapping at her ankles. It had taken her years to straighten up herself and become the unidentified woman of today.
It had came fast to know the world didn't like her heritage, her eyes giving it away immediately, so black magic she had learned at a young age fixed the problem, making the illusion that her eyes were normal, not a trace of Al Behd in them. She held the same tanned glow to her as she did as that fateful day, but her muscles flexed as she moved now, her figure lean and tight after years of practicing with swords. Hair was pinned up, a small braid made to the strands that wouldn't go in the bun, its silky appearance shown how much she was a true blond, a proud one at that. Her style had changed into a more out-of-the-box one, not out enough to raise suspicion of course. A high riding tank top that was bright orange with a turtle neck and tight khaki Capri's that hung on her hips perfectly, boots loosely done on her small leveled feet. Huge oversized goggles hung around her neck, its dark tent letting none see what lay on the other side.
"Lord Summoner Braska is here!" Voices from the village beside the forest she lay in shouted, waking Rikku from her morning daze and letting her eyes stray down the tree she was in to the scurrying people bellow her, "hurry and get a room set up, he needs rest to defeat Sin!".
She had heard about his pilgrimage, he mostly since none really seemed to comment on his guardians. A group containing a Summoner and two guardians. She honored them trying to save everyone, but it seemed pointless to just kill yourself at the end for your death to be in vain.
Rikku rubbed her eyes tiredly and her hand went back momentarily to make sure her wide bladed sword was still secured to her back, nodding to herself when it was still indeed there. It weighed a ton, probably more than her, but she had grown used to it and carried it like it was nothing, though it was hard to regain her speed with it- but she succeeded.
"Time to go get some grub, starved" Rikku yawned jumped out of the tree and landing with a silenced thud.
She never knew she was heading to the destiny that she had been sent for.
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