Title: Danse Macabre Undone

Author: Gatecrasher12

Word Count: 2222

Genre: Action/Romance/Drama/General

Game: Final Fantasy 10-2

Published Date: 01/10/10

Disclaimer: I do not own anything save the plot and name of this fiction. All characters, objects, and places pertaining to anything under the name/ title of the Final Fantasy series are copy righted property of SquarEnix and all branch groups associated.

Author's Note: Hello everyone! Welcome. Well this fic is a bit different, not new, just different, from my usual writing habits; I don't often write non-crossovers, but low-and-behold a fic written by me that doesn't involve a different game or anime. Now I don't expect much in the way of reviews, let alone hits, since this isn't a Final Fantasy VII (it's the most popular of the FF Series). I'm just writing this for the sake of writing. Though I must give credit where it is due. Not long ago I just so happened upon an interesting yet unfinished fic written by PodSara called The Things We Do For Love when I was in the mood to read a fic about the rarely touched characters Lenne and Shuyin and was inspired. My muse hasn't gone away since then. Though the plot was a tad rushed, it was honestly good, and there was great character development, especially for Shuyin and Lenne. I recommend giving it a gander. Now, on that note, please enjoy my fic and tell me what you think about it.

Chapter One: The Land of The End

The Farplane. The gathering place where those of the dead reside after life to rest. To most living who would occasionally visit, it would be considered an eerie haunting for souls while to others it appeared a haven of immense beauty and peace where the silence was mercifully broken by the continued sound of crashing and rushing of ever-flowing water from the countless massive waterfalls. Many floating ethereal basins of land dotted the whole of the plane as far as the eye could see and beyond, connected by slim bridges of rock; the larger land masses were carpeted by light clouds of mist and innumerable strange flowers unknown to life in every color imaginable. The sky was a perpetual, yet ever changing symphony of aurora. Pyreflies of an incalculable number floated aimlessly along at a lazy pace, creating delicate, audible sounds as they went.

'But for all the Farplane's splendor, I sense a taint somewhere in the land.' The figure of a small boy with dark skin thought darkly. He was clad in simplistic yet ragged royal blue-violet hooded vest and worn dark pants with gold ornaments hanging off red and blue ropes around his waist and brown sandals stood at the edge of one of many cliffs of the Farplane, looking out at the large blue sphere hovering above the endless abyss at the centermost point of the land.

"So this is where you've been." a cool feminine voice of great power and dignity spoke. "Everyone was wondering where you went." A woman with long dark hair and grey eyes wearing the blue and white garb of a priestess from Macalania temple stepped out of the surrounding mist to join the seemingly young boy.

He gave no words of acknowledgement to his new companion, merely giving a slight incline of his hooded head.

When the priestess received nothing but a long, overwrought silence, her icy grey orbs looked down at the dragon-child. While the upper half of the boy's face was shrouded in the shadow of his hood, she could see his mouth was pulled taunt in a downward curl of a frown, not something that happened often. And now that she thought about it, she could feel the dragon's oppressive aura saturating the air around him. "… What troubles you so, Bahamut?" she asked, taking a tentative step away.

"Lady Shiva? Look," the fayth of Bahamut said, his voice held the beginnings of a dangerous curb to it as he pointed across the land. "at the Core, does it appear as if it has been disturbed to you? … Different… in some way? And the land in the distance, it looks as if some of it has begun to… change, almost like some of it eroded away."

"What?!" Shiva allowed her eyes to follow Bahamut's aim, not seeing anything after a moment of intense scrutiny. "Are you certain?" she asked, unsure.

The Core Sphere, an object of great power, age, and mystery, was considered the pillar that was responsible for upholding very existence of the Farplane and Spira's structural integrity had appeared to have shrank in size. It was hardly noticeable at any number of glances, considering its extreme size, but for one with such keen eyes for detail as Bahamut's, it was noticeable.

"I am… not too sure, but at the moment, nothing seems out of place with the Core. But I am left with… great unease."

Shiva silently scoffed at that. While Bahamut may not have started out his life a dragon, he certainly picked up the very draconic-like tendencies of being fiercely possessive and protective.

"Shall we inform the others then?"

Bahamut crossed his arms. "Not yet. I want to make sure everything is fine first. The Eternal Calm and our rest has only just started a year and a half ago. If my suspicions are fruitful, I won't be caught unaware easily, but I do not want to appear paranoid and cause unnecessary strife over nothing." He said, giving one last suspicious sweep of the area before walking away with Shiva.

Something in the air felt wrong to the little fayth even as he said those words, and though he was supposed to be at rest like the rest of his brethrens, he would never shirk his duties as a protector of Spira. He had given up his childhood and life over thirteen-hundred years ago for the honor of becoming a fayth after all. He wasn't about to stop now.

The two fayth never saw the pair of eyes watching them from above.

High Summoner Lady Yunalesca, first and only daughter of Yu Yevon, the once ruler of the machina metropolis and the now sacred ruin city called Zanarkand, and keeper of the Final Aeon, stood atop one of the higher floating islands of the Farplane in all her glory, watching the two fayth leave.

"Wretched boy," she sneered "he's too observant for his own good."

"Worry not My Lady, all will fall into place in due time."

Yunalesca frowned, flicking a wayward lock of silver hair over her shoulder before turning to look at her companion. "It had better, you promised to help search for my father and husband's souls, Guado."

A smile, so handsome it would have many women melt with the desire to have it pointed in their direction, was all one Seymour Guado offered to the late Yunalesca. "I assure you, my plan will work. It would take some time, but the rewards will be well worth the wait."

"That boy is taking far too long." Yunalesca sneered.

Seymour chuckled indulgingly. "My dear Lady, when he is ready, Shuyin will provide a suitable distraction for the fayth, giving us the needed time necessary to draw more energy from the Core without notice. He is our unwitting accomplice after all."

Yunalesca gave Seymour a long look before saying, "Tell me, why do you desire the Sin armor so? You have yet to say."

"Haven't I?" Seymour asked with flourish. "I may be among to dead now, but my dream to give Spira true peace hasn't died."

"True peace?"

The Guado-Human hybrid nodded. "Lord Yu Yevon's SIN is gone, and yet the people still live in anarchy. How is this so, you may ask? Are they not enjoying an 'Eternal Calm', you may also ask? The answer is simple; there is no such thing as an 'Eternal Calm'." Seymour answered his own questions. "Shuyin and you yourself have helped me see this fact. One thousand years ago, before SIN ever existed, the people of Spira made war with themselves, fighting and destroying each other over petty differences and greed, the fall of Zanarkand was one result of war."

So far Yunalesca nodded slowly to all this, grudgingly finding truth in his words.

"But then SIN was created and all war between the people ceased. SIN's creation may have ushered in a millennia of hardship and dispair, but in its own way it united the people in a manner never before done, there was order and stability, people had hope for the future, hands of friendship and aid were always offered to each other and never turned away. But now, with SIN gone now, they are already rekindling and stroking the fires of war amongst themselves. The same war that destroyed Zanarkand, your ruined home a thousand years ago."

"How would you know all this? You are in the Farplane…"

"I am also part Guado, and Guado are very close to the inhabitance of these lands and the living lands." he explained. "While they have become very few, I still have loyal servants in life who speak to me."

Yunalesca's eyes narrowed. "… You would use SIN, how?"

"By granting the world peace, peace found only here in the Farplane of course."

"Peace by death, you mean. Very interesting, I too have sought to save people from themselves in such a manner."

Seymour smirked in triumph and said, "Then you understand me?"

The silver haired woman nodded. "I do, and I shall grant you the knowledge necessary to achieve you dream, but in return-"

"Of course, my Lady High Summoner. I know, in fact, I have just recently found the whereabouts of your husband-" Seymour cut her off only to be cut off himself.

"Where, where is Zaon?!"

The felled Guado eyed the woman who's gaze shined with the light of maddened desperation. "Lord Zaon's soul is unsent and resides deep within the Via Infinito under Bevelle, in which Cloister, I am uncertain. I have yet to find Lord Yevon, but I shall continue the search."

The thousand year old dead woman looked away as she took a moment to let the information sink in. "Then I will make my way there. Even this cage that is the Farplane will not hold me back from reaching him."

Seymour's lips twisted with dark delight. When blue haired half-Guado had heard that the fool, Kinoc, had opened the Den of Woe, and freed the enraged, crazed spirit of Shuyin before he released him from life, the dead Guado Measter had also found out about the great machina weapon called Vegnagun. He had vaguely considered taking the weapon for himself, but didn't know where it was, let alone how to operate it, so he left it for a later date.

But then, soon after, he had been killed and then later sent.

But even so, he had never given up his desire for the power SIN represented. He had met Yunalesca in the Farplane only a month after his fourth battle against Summoner Yuna and her dream Guardian. He had been quick to "befriend" the first High Summoner. It had been only a matter of getting Yunalesca to give up her knowledge on how to create the SIN armor. All it took was a single promise of helping the lonely woman regain he father and husband's souls in exchange. Whet she never realized was that there little to nothing left of Yu Yevon's soul and that Lord Zaon's, along with several others, were trapped in the secret labyrinth under Bevelle, Via Infinito, a place where she would soon join shortly after he was done. Now all he needed was an energy source that would power his future armor indefinitely. A power only found at the very center of the Farplane.

Seymour's face immediately went back to its neutral appearance as Yunalesca looked back at him. "Are you certain of Zaon's location?" she demanded.

Seymour nodded. " Several of my followers, both living and unsent, within the capital have occasionally seen his spirit wander around Bevelle Underground from time to time so he may still be there."

"Then I will part with you all I know of creating the SIN armor, then journey to the land of the living." She stepped away and ordered, "Continue gathering energy, but be warned, take only what you need and nothing more, else both realms crumble. When the time comes, I shall use my power to turn you into a fayth and summon the new SIN. Do you understand?"

Seymour gave her the Prier bow with flourish. "As you say, Lay High Summoner." As Yunalesca's form burst into a flurry of Pyreflies and left she did not hear Seymour speak again, "Let my reign as the new SIN begin and peace of oblivion be to all lands." his eyes traveled to the Core and began preparing to drain the ball of energy again. Soon, all the power he could ever want would be within his grasp, and that foolish woman, Yunalesca, would play her role originally meant for Yuna in helping him achieve his dream and end all life in Spira. The Farplane's existence will also collapse on itself soon enough, and all the world's suffering will end by his will.