What Dreams May Come
AU: Hey! Thanks for coming and reading my story! It's my first one on , and I've never written about this game before, either, so I just hope it's a good'n. Oh, and I don't own these characters; just the plot around them. Please, read and review!
Introduction
Ieyui....
Nobomenu....
Renmiri....
Yojuyogo....
Hasatekanae....
Kutamae....
Rikku hummed to herself quietly. The temple was too quiet without the hymn of the fayth blasting out her thoughts. Beside her, Wakka's jaw muscles twitched, pulled taut with irritation.
"Hey," he finally moaned, cracking his knuckles loudly, "do ya gotta do that? I thought you Al Bhed weren't religious, ya?"
Rikku turned her wide, green eyes upon her fellow guardian, who winced at the swirl of her pupils (a noted characteristic of Al Bhed). "So what if we're not?" she asked haughtily, her long, blonde bangs falling into her face. "Nobody follows Yevon anymore. The fayth disappeared with Sin--and when it came out that Yevon was the one who--"
"Sh!" commanded Lulu in her quiet, firm way. "She's coming out."
Suddenly, all eyes turned toward the door at the top of the stairs, the door that led to the Chamber of the Fayth. Though it lay useless and empty now, it had once been the place for summoners to go and pray to the martyrs of Sin for wisdom, help, and guidance. Yuna, Rikku's cousin and an ex-summoner, had been venturing into the Chamber of the Fayth at Besaid Temple every day for the last six months, looking for a sign of him.
Now, Yuna slowly came out of the chamber, looking at her guardians. Rikku followed her cousin's gaze to each face--tan, red-haired Wakka; tall, dark Lulu; fiercely leonine Kimahri Ronso. The young Al Bhed looked around frantically for the last of their number, seeming to remember too late that he wouldn't be there. When she looked back up at Yuna, she found that her eyes were locked firmly on her face.
"Yunie?" Rikku said gently, taking a delicate step toward the summoner. Yuna's eyes narrowed, though she remained silent. Her gaze stayed right on Rikku, even as she descended the stairs.
"Yuna!" Lulu called sharply. Yuna didn't look.
"Stop kidding around, ya?" Wakka said nervously. "Yuna!"
As Yuna approached Rikku, the Al Bhed could see that something was wrong. Her eyes, usually one green and one blue, were both a cloudy grey.
"Y-Yunie?" Rikku tremored, placing a shaking hand on the summoner's shoulder. At the touch, Yuna brought a knee hard into Rikku's stomach, pushing her onto the stairs with a great flash of light.
"THE FAYTH ARE RETURNING," the little girl boomed, her voice layered with several others. "BEWARE, FOR SPIRA KNOWS NOT WHAT COMETH."
Rikku slowly sat up, holding her head where it had crashed into the stone steps. There was another flash of white light, this one blinding, and when it subsided, Yuna lay unconscious on the floor. All the guardians rushed to her side, but Kimahri was the quickest. He picked her up like a father would his child.
Rikku equipped her white mage dress sphere, cradling her staff carefully in her fingers. "Curaga!" she cried, flourishing her staff and, in a flash of blue and green light, Yuna's eyes slowly opened, back to their original color. Before anyone could say a word, the ground seemed to rumble beneath their feet. Then, they heard it.
Ieyui....
"The hymn of the fayth," Wakka murmured incredulously.
Nobomenu....
"No way!" Rikku cried.
Renmiri....
"Tidus," Yuna whispered, catching Rikku's attention. Why was she mentioning him?
Yojuyogo....
"Hasatekanae," Kimahri sang along in his bass bravado, heavily accented with Ronso.
"Kutamae," everyone finished together, exchanging horrified glances as the fayth began to sing again.