Carried by Wings of Redemption
Chapter 1
Flashback
"I don't have to be afraid anymore. ULTIMA!"
Then he was falling for what felt like forever. He couldn't seem to think or feel anymore, he felt like he was watching himself fall in slow motion. He saw the ground coming but he didn't care. 'It doesn't matter' he thought 'that bastard put a limit on my life. I'm just going to die anyways'
As he hit the ground he felt his ribs cracking and all his wounds opening further.
He heard explosions and war cries coming from above and wondered what could possibly be going on up on top of Memoria. He thought that all that was up there were himself and that band of misfit warriors that had somehow defeated him.
As he lay there, bleeding to death, he thought about how he hated his life, and how little fun he had had thanks to that jackass Garland controlling his every move and even his very feelings! Ever since he was little Garland had been making him kill again and again until eventually he couldn't feel it anymore. He had been verbally and physically abused for years, always being told he wasn't good enough. Look at where Garland had gotten him, lying on his deathbed and hating his life.
When he snapped back into reality he realized that the fighting must have stopped because there weren't anymore sounds of battle, it was just an eerie, empty silence he figured that it was just him losing contact with reality when he heard someone panting and cursing.
"Who's there?" he managed weakly.
"Kuja? Are you okay?"
It was Zidane. Kuja never understood how Zidane could have beaten him. After all Kuja had been through he couldn't understand how Zidane could have grown so powerful. Kuja had been trained for years and yet Zidane had only been fighting monsters for a few months at most.
"I came here to come and get y-"
"I'm not leaving." Kuja said sullenly. "I'm just going to die anyways so what's the point. And besides, what could I do I'm a wanted criminal damnit!"
"C'mon we'll find a way to beat the limit on your life and I would make sure your not prosecu-"
"I already said no damnit! Just leave okay?"
"But Kuja, the tree is coming down we gotta get outa hear or else we'll DIE!"
"Good leave me hear then, I'll hopefully die painlessly"
"No! I'm not leaving hear without-"
Just then the ground rumbled and the sound of snapping branches could be heard from high above. The tree issued a loud groan as it started coming down.
"C'mon Kuja we have to leave NOW!"
"No I'm not coming! Now leave before you die too!"
"This is useless! If you want to die that's your problem!"
And just as Zidane turned around and took off toward the entrance to the Iifa tree a branch caught Kuja on the side of the head and he knew no more.