Hey! this is my first solo story. i've worked on one other with my sister, but i tried this and i hope its a success. Please read and review! I wanna know just how i can improve this. its been awhile since ive played ffx or ffx-2 so any helpful reminders of story background are welcome!
Disclaimer~ I do not own either ffx or ffx-2 or any characters there-in.
Who could ever forget the happiness of that day, the day Yuna told everyone that she had finished Sin for good. I was only 8 years old then. Times were wonderful. If only people were. An organization called the Youth League, meant to be for the better, turned out to have a corrupt center. When the old leader, Nooj, died from a fiend attack (It was a group of fiends with strength tantamount to a sin spawn) the group went downhill. The new leader, Xan, took over. He did horrible experiments, including just how long it takes for a soul to become a fiend. He decided to try to become a sentient fiend; instead, he created new sin. A new terror, an aware monster; he loved every minute of his new existence. He wasn't nearly the size of sin, yet he was just as, if not more powerful. He had a downfall, though; he had enormous trouble maintaining a place on Spira. He was almost always contained in the clouds. When he did gain power enough to venture down, knowing where he would appear was impossible.
We have nothing to combat him now. The Fayth are gone and so too, are the aeons. But I think I have a way of fighting the new Sin not that we know that when we stated. We just all had to try.
"Kira, honey, we've got to go. We've been in Luca too long." My mother pleaded with me. She had a superstitious side that didn't like being in large groups of people, thanks to Sin.
"Mom, Sin goes wherever he wanted, regardless of how many people there are." I replied lazily. Oh, how wrong I was. I was just a typical teenager being cold, detached, and rebellious. I still haven't forgiven myself for this day.
"Please, honey, do it for mommy. Please?"
Rolling my eyes I simple said "I haven't called you 'mommy' since I was 10." I had half turned away from her at that and was about to venture to the next shop when she did something that caught my eye. My mother prayed; she prayed the old way, the way of Yevon and the past.
"Mom, get up and knock it off," I urged, embarrassed. People hadn't done much praying lately; they had no hope left to pray with.
"No, I learned to do this when I need strength. Right now, I need strength. You're only 16; you don't remember the old Sin."
"Yes, I do, he killed dad. How could I forget? I was young not stupid." I spat out venomously.
My mother opened her mouth to reply, but no words came. Instead a torrent of blood poured out. She grasped a hole that magically appeared in her abdomen.
Sin.
He was a ghost-like shadow that wreaked havoc. Sin flew around in his limited time killing everything he could before being called back up to the clouds. He had substance, but it was always either gaseous or aqueous.
"Mom. No… MOM!" I gripped her shoulders to stop her from falling.
Sin stopped momentarily, looking at me, debating whether or not to kill me. He broke out in a wicked grin and disappeared, leaving me to my misery.
"NO! Why? You bastard! Take me too!" I screamed.
"No, don't… don't s-say that." My mother whispered, "I l-love y-yo-you, always re-remember that. I-it's not y-your fa-fault." She slowly sunk to the ground.
"Mom, mom. No! Don't leave me!" I begged, but to no avail, it was too late, she was gone. Her pyreflies rose from her breast and circled me once, only to soar away. There were screams and crying all around me, but I heard none of it. No one else's suffering fazed me.
I stood, looking anywhere but at what used to be my mother. A bridge caught my eye. I walked towards it in a daze. I climbed up on the railing, balanced for a moment, and fell.
I hope you liked it, I'll update soon. read and review! =)