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Spira

Atonement

A whisper that contains

Untold Horrors

A whisper plays upon the world of Spira. It tells of a monster, a sinner fighting for redemption. The tale mentions of the monster's human façade which screams for retribution. Sadly, when he finds it in slaying of a great beast, he notices months later that his curse is not lifted. He slowly watches as the people he once cared for and fought alongside with die as they returned to dust.

"Will his sins ever be forgiven?"

"When can he finally rest?"

Some think he is destined to rescue world after world in atoning for his sins. Others see his presence as a plague amongst plagues, wreaking havoc where he deems fit. Could his presence end sin, or is he sin? Will his presence be the sought out catalyst for ending sin once and forever?

One group makes it their mission to find out.

Deep in a catacomb a legend stirs from his sleep as two sets of hands remove the cover of his coffin. A summoner and her guardians stare in awe at the sight before them. They see a person's chest rising in ordinary rhythm, as if it were normal considering the circumstances. A hand rises from the coffin and immediately the summoner's guardians surround her, fearing for her safety.

"What do you want?" asks an irritated low baritone voice.

The woman emerges from her guardians only to be stopped by a hand resting on her soldier. Looking to her right she sees Auron standing there with an unreadable look. Turning around she answers his question with a question.

"Are you Vincent Valentine?"

She meets the cold crimson stare of the man in the coffin and almost looks away in fright. The man then slowly climbs out of the coffin, forbidden machina holstered on his waist. Black engulfs his attire and his crimson cape lays still due to the stagnant air.

"Dis can't be him, he's got forbidden machina, ya." states a foolish Wakka.

Before anyone can tell, the man disappears in a flash of crimson. Tilting his head back, Wakka feels the cold sensation of steel pressed against the back of his head. Frantic gasps could be heard as they turned around to see the man pointing a gun at their friend's head.

"Leave this place." growled the man.

Letting out a sigh the man picked up his claw-like appendage to have it effortlessly halt a large katana trying to cleave him in two. The man then knocked the person in front of him unconscious with the butt of his gun, while placing several well aimed kicks into his sunglasses wearing attacker's stomach. Another tried which ended in his amusement. A ball of ice came straight to his torso before exploding and falling to the floor like a poorly crafted snowball.

Suddenly a creature that reminded him of an upright Nanaki, attacked while baring his fangs, in which the man dodged by turning into a vortex of crimson, appearing elsewhere. Panting the creature looked everywhere for the gunman. When he finally found him, he felt the butt of a gun connect with his skull and then nothingness.

"Where's Rikku and Tidus?" uttered a tired Lulu, having just launched her most powerful ice spell.

The sound of footsteps could be heard in the distance. Taking slow and deliberate steps the man made his way over to Yuna with his gun in his hand.

"This is your trial." whispered the man.

A frightened Yuna just stood there trembling before her defeated guardians. Staggering back she felt the gunman grow ever closer. The man then placed his claw-like hand on the rock wall that he cornered her into.

"Were coming." yelled a feminine voice.

A saber-type sword greeted the man's eyes as he quickly back flipped out of the way to face the newcomers. The first had blondish hair similar to a friend he knew long ago. Yellow and black mixed in a way that annoyed him to no end. Looking to the other intruder his eyes widened.

How could she be alive? Sure she had different clothing and hair, but the physical characteristics of her face matched identically. She even seemed to ooze that same exuberant energy that she once possessed. Was this possibly the same person that was enamored by him long ago?

His cold glare became somewhat less intense which left the summoner confused at the wall as he slowly made his way to one of the newcomers.

"Yuffie?" he pleaded.

Confused the girl slowly shook her head as the mysterious person continued his walk toward her.

"I thought you died," stated the man.

"I'm not who you…" Her statement was never completed as she felt his body press up against her frame.

Frantically trying escape his hold she looked to Tidus who was still tending to Yuna.

'Figures'

That's when she felt something press up against her lips. She then felt her hands move of their own accord and wrap around the man's waist, completely losing sense of all actions. She could feel the soft caress on her face as she did nothing to stop it. What was she doing? Who was this person and why exactly was he kissing her? Finally noticing all the stares directed at her, she pushed him away.

She then launched her claw at him only to be met with another claw. She looks up into his eyes and sees an emotion that resembles sadness. This somehow makes her stumble back as he studies her face more. Taking too much of his scrutinizing glare, she looks away.

"What?"

"Your not…" unable to finish his sentence he walks back to his coffin seeking rest.

"Wait." states Yuna from behind Tidus.

"There's no use for my help. You'll need more then a monster to defeat sin, seeing as most of your guardians are incapable. You are not powerful enough."

"How do…" asked Tidus ever ready if a conflict should ensue.

The man points a finger to his head.

"Nightmares."

"I am. I will defeat sin and release the people of Spira from their…" states an undeterred Yuna.

"No that's not it. If my demons were unleashed, you would not stand a chance."

"Demons," utters Tidus gaining a firm grip on Yuna.

"My control over them is not as it used to be."

Turning to his coffin the cloaked gunman feels a crackle of energy. Looking towards the catacomb ceiling he could see a familiar creature. Bahamut Sin stood menacingly in his view.

'Maybe he could offer them some help.'

Looking at the creature with albeit some familiarity he then looked to the summoner and gave her an inquisitive stare.

"So your going to kill me?" laughed the crimson gunman.

"No… I just… need your help." stated a shaking Yuna, all the while Tidus holding onto her shoulder.

"I've performed enough sendings to see the looks stricken on family members of the dearly departed. The pain they feel is one I can not tolerate. So please, will you help me." She said while dispelling her summon and kneeling before me.

The gunman turned away from her and placed his gaze on an interesting stalagmite.

"Fine, Then."

The blonde boy holding onto Yuna glared at the man before him. Could he help them? Could he be trusted? A lot of things were swirling around in the young man's mind, but only one of his questions was voiced.

"Can you really beat Sin?"

"I've never tried," the gunslinger said almost automatically.

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