Sean awoke to a slight humming noise and a metal floor. He opened his eyes to see Fran staring at him with a grin of mischeive. He sat up to feel a prinprick of metal against his skin. He turned his head to see Vann pointing a spear at his neck. Balthier steped into the room and looked at Sean with curiosity. "What the hell is this place?", he asked. "Well it's not Ivalice," Sean responded. Ashe entered the room and looked at Sean. "Your people move to attack us," she said in a calm voice. Sean trying to sound like Balthier said, "well it's only natural considering there is a huge fleet of airships above the earth." Sean looked to Fran once again. "You mind getting these things off." He nodded at the cuffs they put him in. Fran undid them and gave Sean a smirk as she walked out of the room. Ashe and Balthier left leavin only Vann and Sean. "So, want to finish that little match we had earlier?" Vann asked. Sean stood up and found the Mythril sword still at his hip. He drew it, as Vann drew the spear form his back. They met in a sparked clash. Sean dove left and struck to Vann's rear end of the staff.
Vann blocked it and twirled his spear in a quarterstaff position. He pounded on Sean's left and right. Sean ducked under a blow and went in for Vann's legs. Vann jumped over him and whipped him in the back with the dull end. Sean then went into a flury of blows each one getting stronger. He came around on the left and Vann parried quarterstaff style, Sean smirked and then went right Vann saw this knowing he wouldnt have time to block it he held out his hand and shouted, "immobilize." Sean froze, he couldnt move. He tried but to no avail. Vann smirked, well now that's one advantage, you can't use magic just yet. But I'm sure you'll get there eventually. Vann erased the magic from Sean's body and they made their way up to the bridge.
Sean looked to the center of the bridge as Vann made his way to the pilots seat. Sean saw Judge Magister Zargabaath. Sean immediately got down on one knee showing he had the utmost respect for the Judge. Zargabaath returned the favor by saluting Sean. He looked at Sean then at what he was wearing. The Judge turned to Ashe. "Why does this boy not have armor on? You said he out did Vann, no normal person could've done that without armor." Ashe just shrugged. Zargabaath walked into his private quarters and brought out a set of armor.
Zargabaath removed his helmet. His face was stern, but Sean knew it was filled with kindness as well. "What's your name boy?" Sean had to think quick. If he just said Sean Valentine it would be just a big joke. One word last names in this age were uncommon .But what if he said something different. "Sean Von Aubenseiter he finally said, literally meaning Sean of the Outisider. Zargabaath nodded, "then, by the rights invested in me as a Judge Magister of the New Archadian – Dalmascan Republic, I now name you judge minor." Now take your sword and armor and fight for what you belive in.
Sean donned the armor. Zargabaath looked at it and held the helmet back from Sean. "This armor belonged to a very good person, Judge Magister Drace. If you so choose to don the helmet then you must promise me that you will never do what is easy always do what is right. Can you promise me that Sean Von Aubenseiter?" Sean didn't have to think twice. He took the helmet away from the man and placed it over his head. He felt the magic flow through him and he felt powerful. With that the Senior Judge asked him to kneel again. He did as he was told. He felt a sword touch his shoulder, Zargabaath said then " rise and take your new sword and serve you heart with it." Sean needed no more invitation. He rose and took the Judge Sword by the hilt and raised it into the air before he put it in the sheath. He looked to the men he was just made leader of. He realized this was just bigger then him, he now led an enitre army of people.
Zargabaath walked over to him and pointed at an airship in the background. "Guess what, that's your new ship." Sean borded the Atomos and rode over to the Xezgat Surgate, the arcraft carrier airship and Juggarnaught of the 12th fleet. They flew back thorough the rift and were back in Ivalice. They needed a way to get the earthlings to not fire on them but they didn't know. They needed to figure a way to either close the rift or make peace. Either way Sean was going to find out and he was going to fix this mess, that he was sure of. He looked to the veiwport of the Xezat Surgate, day in Ivalice had come and people would see the rift, but now it was a matter of time before someone would do something stupid. Xezgat Surgate docked at the huge bay. While it was refueling Sean took the time to get a good look at the city. He walked among the citizens gettinf stares of pride, and other emotions some of them not so nice.
Sean entered the Sandsea to see a sceptical looking Tomaj and a pleading kid. He turned to the left to see three men draw swords. They crept closer to Sean with violent looks in their eyes. One did a lower slash to Sean's knees, it didn't connect. Sean jumped over it then drawing the judge sword from his back. He parried another blow and then went back in and swung at one of them the man backstepped narrowly avoiding the blow, Sean followed up with a sidestep and hit the man in the chest. Luckily the man had armor on so it didn't kill him. Just rendered him unconscious.
The others saw this and left the room. Sean went to the bartender and asked for a nice cold drink. While he was drinking a man came through the door, Sean spit his drink out. The man was about 5,11 and had long blonde hair. On his back he carried a huge yellow and tranparent sword. He was wearing gold armor that covered his whole body and ran halfway down his arms. Sean was looking at Marche. He stood up, as he did that three men drew more swords, Marche regarded them with a sneer. They rushed him but they didn't make it. Sean brought the judge across catching all of them in the chest. He looked over to Marche who in turn brought his sword to bear. They clashed in a controled fashion, each one trying to get the upper hand. Sean knew that Marche, being from the other world would be just as strong if not stronger.
He rolled left and slashed at Marche's feet. Marche jumped over the swing and brought his sword down to Sean's ribs. Sean brought the Judge Sword up to block the blow. He then went right and stabbed at Marche once again. Marche leaned with the stab redirecting it. He flew straight at Sean going for his head. Sean ducked and shoved his elbow into Marche's chest. Hitting him hard. Sean then put his sword to Marche's neck, all of a sudden an arrow whizzed past him and knocked the Judge Sword right out. There in the door way stood Shara with her bow strung with another arrow. Sean dropped the sword and walked away from Marche. Shara went over to Marche and kissed him he got up kissed her back and offered his hand to Sean. Sean shook it and walked with them. Marche pointed up to the portal, "are you going to go into the real world again earhter?" Sean didn't look surprised, "ya I have to make peace before they come into Ivalice." Marche nodded, "then I shall accompany you, please allow me." Sean didn't have to think about it. "Of course". So with that Sean, Marche and Shara set off for the hangar where they would enter the world once again.