Hello, this is your friendly De-Gone here with a public service
announcement… After some careful considerations and encouragement from my
last little fic, I have decided to try a multi chapter fic. This is by no
means a guarantee that it will be good. I tried to stay with the flavor of
the game's story but have some questions about how a group of people with
big sharp pointy things fighting critters with more big sharp pointy things
can survive on potions and spells. I'll be experimenting with a few new
Ideas, mostly about my favorite character, Auron. Please feel free to
express what ever you think about this little wordy experiment.
Disclaimer: I do not own nor even rent any and all intellectual properties of Square Soft. Nor does this represent a for profit enterprise. Please do not sue me…that's being done by Ford Motor company all ready! Thank you.
Secrets we share
A loving fanfic from De-Gone Gin
Dedicated to my favorite authors on FanFiction.net
The one eyed warrior in scarlet grunted as he shifted the weight of his wicked Venomous Blade. The Fiends before him and his party were strong. The three-headed result of an angry dead glared with all six pairs of eyes at the group. Taking charge, as is his wont in combat, Auron motioned to the rest. Bringing Lulu up with her magic and Tidus to support them both. Wakka grumbled tossing his Double Penalty from one hand to the other as Kimahri and Yuna both nodded agreement.
The fiend roared with the mouth of a lion and attacked, seizing the moment of chaos as the party arranged itself for battle. Auron smiled and moved to intercept the creature. Hide and claw met with muscle and sinew in a brief but painful blow. Both man and beast grunted with the impact. Stepping back, rotating a now bruised shoulder, Auron motioned with his bare left hand to Lulu.
"Now, Lightning!"
The dark mage summoned her magic to her and allowed her Magical Mog to leap from her arm. It stood before her unique dress of belts and mimicked her actions. From the sky, a rumble was heard as a spear of light, almost too painful to watch, lanced down upon the creature. In pain, the Chimera Brain, black hide smoking, howled, calling forth another of it's kin. A worried frown crossed Yuna's face as she prepared to cast many healing spells.
Wakka called from the sidelines, "Use my Dark Attack! Lets go, ya?"
Auron heard the preparation behind him and grunted. He knew, with a new enemy before them, that he would have to act very carefully not to get the group badly hurt. He waited for Tidus to act, knowing that a Haste spell was on its way.
Tidus, taking this time to concentrate, brought his off hand up and cast. With a rhyme from an old sport drink commercial on his lips, Tidus focused on Auron's scarlet clad form. Auron nodded as his movements began to accelerate, the warrior-monk took a deep breath as he felt the surge of speed giving magic run through his veins, now was the time to strike.
Concentrating on the creature before him, Auron moved. Strong legs carried his armored form into close contact with the beast.
"You owe me one, Fiend." He growled as he swung the massive four and a half foot long blade into action.
The strike was telling, one head hung limply, eyes shut in pain. The eagle head of the creature narrowed its eyes in a hateful glare. In seconds, Auron was back in a guard position, awaiting the next attack from the fiend. He was not disappointed. A blast of powerful water, under enough pressure to erode rock, struck the party shooting from the avian beak of the Chimera Brain.
Lulu was not deterred from her next spell, and cast almost immediately after the hit. Lightning once again fell upon the creature. It's body twitching in pain as it was still attuned to the element of Water, a weakness that the mage was quite aware of.
Tidus yelled for help as the second Creature, forgotten for but a second, unleashed a lightning attack of it's own. Its snake headed tail hissing as it cast a Thundara spell. The blitz ball star had changed his shield after the thunder plains, not knowing that this fiend could cast thunder spells, and took the full brunt of the attack. Auron winced as the boy fell to the ground, twitching. He fished a Phoenix Down from his kimono but was relieved when the resilient jock pulled himself up.
Tidus was hurt, and disoriented. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned. Kimahri stood behind him, a feral look in his cat like eyes. Tidus needed no further encouragement, he retreated from the front line to the back, limping. Yuna gathered up bandages and burn creams, making quick work of the burns on her guardian's hands and face.
Auron smiled at the large, blue Ronso as Kimahri readied his Knight Lance. Lulu cast again as the creatures pulled back to regroup against this shifting party. Thundara called forth, she gathered her Mog doll and heads for the back of the party. The second Chimera felt a taste of it's own medicine as the spell aimed at the fiend flashed. It roared in agony and raised its clawed hand. Fire sprung to life around the raised paw, and with a contemptuous grunt, the fiend flung the fire out at the front battle lines of the party. Auron seeing Yuna taking Lulu's place ran and stood before her, taking the fire upon himself. Flame licked the scarlet coat, turning it black in spots as the warrior-monk blocked the attack from his summoner. Yuna pulled forth on her white magic, motioning with her staff, she cast the spell: Curaga. Turning the healing magic of Yevon upon her guardian, she heard the hiss of relief from Auron as he took his place beside her. She could see the damage done to the woolen kimono and hoped a single dose of magic would be enough for the brave man.
Kimahri growled in his native tongue, and attacked the stunned and weakened first fiend. The creature accepts the blow and stumbles in agony as the lance pierces its tough black hide. Auron sees the signs of its weakness and attacks. Calling forth his own brand of power in a Ki-aii as his blade is loosed, the beast succumbs to death. As a final move it thrusts its dieing bull's head towards the warrior. Horn meets leather armor as Auron runs into the falling beast. No one hears the cracks or sees the look of shear agony that crosses the scarlet monk's face. The death throws of the fiend fling Auron back to the parties' battle lines.
Wakka, watching for a chance to help, rushes into the fallen guardian's position as Rikku takes a moment to help Auron off the ground. Tears of agony, hidden by his glasses and collar make small trails down his cheeks as the warrior tries desperately to just take a full breath.
The Besaid Aurocs captain, ready since the beginning, fires off his Double Penalty. Carefully aiming, he smashes the blitz ball in the eyes of the eagle head of the chimera, causing the beast to blink and tear. As it struggles to see through the temporary blindness of the attack, Kimahri takes the advantage and casts his own brand of magic. Lancet hurls from the blue furred claws of the Ronso, giving him a taste of the fiends mind. Kimahri growls in satisfaction, feeling the magic grow. He utters a thank you to the spirit of the dead that has taught him this new power attack.
The Chimera brain, desperate, attacks with its tail again. Showing a fiend's preference for blitz ball players, it aims the lightning upon Wakka. The bolt of heavenly fire spears the man to the ground. Yuna, abandoning the call to her aeon's, casts a heal spell upon the red-haired guardian instead. She smiles as he struggles to right himself, scooping up his lost ball. In revenge, Wakka glares at the creature, his red hair no longer spiked above his eyes but lying in blackened, smoking strands around his full face. He gathers all his anger into a move that many know as "Slots"; spinning the ball on his finger, Wakka feeds the movement with the element of ice. When finished the ball, now a small missile of Ice energy, is hurtled at the beast. The creature lunges one last time, trying to avoid the sphere of pure ice energy and swipes at Kimahri. The blue Ronso is slashed from shoulder to opposite hip as the blitzballer's attack strikes. Kimahri drops to his knee, supporting his massive weight with his Knight Lance.
Auron stands painfully and slowly as the dieing screams of the fiend flood the silence of the Calm Lands. He drags his loose sleeve back over his bare left shoulder and sheaths his deadly Venomous Blade across his back. With in the folds of his kimono, he holds his ribs determinedly with his power hand.
"That's how it's done." The former warrior-monk intones, nodding to the group in respect.
Wakka smiles weakly, trying to get his hair to resume it's perfect wave as Yuna walks from guardian to guardian, casting heals and using potions. She is unharmed, not even dirtied by the fight. Auron nods, though not pretty for the other members of the party, they have done as they should and kept their summoner secure and safe.
Yuna worries as she heads from one guardian to the next, she is running out of white magical energy and potions. She can feel the weakness overcoming her. When she reaches her last guardian, Auron, she can barely summon enough will to cast even the lightest of cure spells. The older monk, familiar with summoners and their weaknesses, frowns as he looks upon his young charge.
"Enough, Yuna, do not deplete your reserves." He states taking the one potion left from her nerveless fingers.
"You're injured," she sighed, "I can help." The summoner began to motion for a healing spell.
Auron's gloved hand shot out from resting on his hip, he halted the motion, knowing that it would break the concentration of the young girl.
"No, Yuna." He calmly spoke. "You need your rest. I will be okay with this potion."
The legendary guardian removed his fingers from her wrist, gently patting her hands before repositioning it on his tokkuri. She looked piercingly into his one russet eye and frowned. Yuna was not convinced. She saw the pain buried deep with in the man's gaze. With a last appraising look she turned from Auron and walked back to the rest of the group.
Looking over the grasslands of the Calm Land, Auron saw the familiar movement of flags off to the north. He knew intimately where the Al Bhed had placed their travel agency; it was where he had watched over the body of his first Summoner, Braska. Wincing more from the memory than the current pain of his chest, Auron motioned with his right hand.
"To the north, there is an agency. We can rest and heal there." He stated.
The others nodded their assent and followed the red robed warrior farther north.
Disclaimer: I do not own nor even rent any and all intellectual properties of Square Soft. Nor does this represent a for profit enterprise. Please do not sue me…that's being done by Ford Motor company all ready! Thank you.
Secrets we share
A loving fanfic from De-Gone Gin
Dedicated to my favorite authors on FanFiction.net
The one eyed warrior in scarlet grunted as he shifted the weight of his wicked Venomous Blade. The Fiends before him and his party were strong. The three-headed result of an angry dead glared with all six pairs of eyes at the group. Taking charge, as is his wont in combat, Auron motioned to the rest. Bringing Lulu up with her magic and Tidus to support them both. Wakka grumbled tossing his Double Penalty from one hand to the other as Kimahri and Yuna both nodded agreement.
The fiend roared with the mouth of a lion and attacked, seizing the moment of chaos as the party arranged itself for battle. Auron smiled and moved to intercept the creature. Hide and claw met with muscle and sinew in a brief but painful blow. Both man and beast grunted with the impact. Stepping back, rotating a now bruised shoulder, Auron motioned with his bare left hand to Lulu.
"Now, Lightning!"
The dark mage summoned her magic to her and allowed her Magical Mog to leap from her arm. It stood before her unique dress of belts and mimicked her actions. From the sky, a rumble was heard as a spear of light, almost too painful to watch, lanced down upon the creature. In pain, the Chimera Brain, black hide smoking, howled, calling forth another of it's kin. A worried frown crossed Yuna's face as she prepared to cast many healing spells.
Wakka called from the sidelines, "Use my Dark Attack! Lets go, ya?"
Auron heard the preparation behind him and grunted. He knew, with a new enemy before them, that he would have to act very carefully not to get the group badly hurt. He waited for Tidus to act, knowing that a Haste spell was on its way.
Tidus, taking this time to concentrate, brought his off hand up and cast. With a rhyme from an old sport drink commercial on his lips, Tidus focused on Auron's scarlet clad form. Auron nodded as his movements began to accelerate, the warrior-monk took a deep breath as he felt the surge of speed giving magic run through his veins, now was the time to strike.
Concentrating on the creature before him, Auron moved. Strong legs carried his armored form into close contact with the beast.
"You owe me one, Fiend." He growled as he swung the massive four and a half foot long blade into action.
The strike was telling, one head hung limply, eyes shut in pain. The eagle head of the creature narrowed its eyes in a hateful glare. In seconds, Auron was back in a guard position, awaiting the next attack from the fiend. He was not disappointed. A blast of powerful water, under enough pressure to erode rock, struck the party shooting from the avian beak of the Chimera Brain.
Lulu was not deterred from her next spell, and cast almost immediately after the hit. Lightning once again fell upon the creature. It's body twitching in pain as it was still attuned to the element of Water, a weakness that the mage was quite aware of.
Tidus yelled for help as the second Creature, forgotten for but a second, unleashed a lightning attack of it's own. Its snake headed tail hissing as it cast a Thundara spell. The blitz ball star had changed his shield after the thunder plains, not knowing that this fiend could cast thunder spells, and took the full brunt of the attack. Auron winced as the boy fell to the ground, twitching. He fished a Phoenix Down from his kimono but was relieved when the resilient jock pulled himself up.
Tidus was hurt, and disoriented. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned. Kimahri stood behind him, a feral look in his cat like eyes. Tidus needed no further encouragement, he retreated from the front line to the back, limping. Yuna gathered up bandages and burn creams, making quick work of the burns on her guardian's hands and face.
Auron smiled at the large, blue Ronso as Kimahri readied his Knight Lance. Lulu cast again as the creatures pulled back to regroup against this shifting party. Thundara called forth, she gathered her Mog doll and heads for the back of the party. The second Chimera felt a taste of it's own medicine as the spell aimed at the fiend flashed. It roared in agony and raised its clawed hand. Fire sprung to life around the raised paw, and with a contemptuous grunt, the fiend flung the fire out at the front battle lines of the party. Auron seeing Yuna taking Lulu's place ran and stood before her, taking the fire upon himself. Flame licked the scarlet coat, turning it black in spots as the warrior-monk blocked the attack from his summoner. Yuna pulled forth on her white magic, motioning with her staff, she cast the spell: Curaga. Turning the healing magic of Yevon upon her guardian, she heard the hiss of relief from Auron as he took his place beside her. She could see the damage done to the woolen kimono and hoped a single dose of magic would be enough for the brave man.
Kimahri growled in his native tongue, and attacked the stunned and weakened first fiend. The creature accepts the blow and stumbles in agony as the lance pierces its tough black hide. Auron sees the signs of its weakness and attacks. Calling forth his own brand of power in a Ki-aii as his blade is loosed, the beast succumbs to death. As a final move it thrusts its dieing bull's head towards the warrior. Horn meets leather armor as Auron runs into the falling beast. No one hears the cracks or sees the look of shear agony that crosses the scarlet monk's face. The death throws of the fiend fling Auron back to the parties' battle lines.
Wakka, watching for a chance to help, rushes into the fallen guardian's position as Rikku takes a moment to help Auron off the ground. Tears of agony, hidden by his glasses and collar make small trails down his cheeks as the warrior tries desperately to just take a full breath.
The Besaid Aurocs captain, ready since the beginning, fires off his Double Penalty. Carefully aiming, he smashes the blitz ball in the eyes of the eagle head of the chimera, causing the beast to blink and tear. As it struggles to see through the temporary blindness of the attack, Kimahri takes the advantage and casts his own brand of magic. Lancet hurls from the blue furred claws of the Ronso, giving him a taste of the fiends mind. Kimahri growls in satisfaction, feeling the magic grow. He utters a thank you to the spirit of the dead that has taught him this new power attack.
The Chimera brain, desperate, attacks with its tail again. Showing a fiend's preference for blitz ball players, it aims the lightning upon Wakka. The bolt of heavenly fire spears the man to the ground. Yuna, abandoning the call to her aeon's, casts a heal spell upon the red-haired guardian instead. She smiles as he struggles to right himself, scooping up his lost ball. In revenge, Wakka glares at the creature, his red hair no longer spiked above his eyes but lying in blackened, smoking strands around his full face. He gathers all his anger into a move that many know as "Slots"; spinning the ball on his finger, Wakka feeds the movement with the element of ice. When finished the ball, now a small missile of Ice energy, is hurtled at the beast. The creature lunges one last time, trying to avoid the sphere of pure ice energy and swipes at Kimahri. The blue Ronso is slashed from shoulder to opposite hip as the blitzballer's attack strikes. Kimahri drops to his knee, supporting his massive weight with his Knight Lance.
Auron stands painfully and slowly as the dieing screams of the fiend flood the silence of the Calm Lands. He drags his loose sleeve back over his bare left shoulder and sheaths his deadly Venomous Blade across his back. With in the folds of his kimono, he holds his ribs determinedly with his power hand.
"That's how it's done." The former warrior-monk intones, nodding to the group in respect.
Wakka smiles weakly, trying to get his hair to resume it's perfect wave as Yuna walks from guardian to guardian, casting heals and using potions. She is unharmed, not even dirtied by the fight. Auron nods, though not pretty for the other members of the party, they have done as they should and kept their summoner secure and safe.
Yuna worries as she heads from one guardian to the next, she is running out of white magical energy and potions. She can feel the weakness overcoming her. When she reaches her last guardian, Auron, she can barely summon enough will to cast even the lightest of cure spells. The older monk, familiar with summoners and their weaknesses, frowns as he looks upon his young charge.
"Enough, Yuna, do not deplete your reserves." He states taking the one potion left from her nerveless fingers.
"You're injured," she sighed, "I can help." The summoner began to motion for a healing spell.
Auron's gloved hand shot out from resting on his hip, he halted the motion, knowing that it would break the concentration of the young girl.
"No, Yuna." He calmly spoke. "You need your rest. I will be okay with this potion."
The legendary guardian removed his fingers from her wrist, gently patting her hands before repositioning it on his tokkuri. She looked piercingly into his one russet eye and frowned. Yuna was not convinced. She saw the pain buried deep with in the man's gaze. With a last appraising look she turned from Auron and walked back to the rest of the group.
Looking over the grasslands of the Calm Land, Auron saw the familiar movement of flags off to the north. He knew intimately where the Al Bhed had placed their travel agency; it was where he had watched over the body of his first Summoner, Braska. Wincing more from the memory than the current pain of his chest, Auron motioned with his right hand.
"To the north, there is an agency. We can rest and heal there." He stated.
The others nodded their assent and followed the red robed warrior farther north.