BWAHAHAHAHAHA I'm back to dominate your world!!!!!!!! MWAHAHA-*cough**hack*cough*--...T_T...Anyway..Let's get right to it!
Sorry that this chapter is so short for how long the wait was...I had some SERIOUS writer's block. But now, I actually know where I want the story to go and details are working themselves into place and its turning into a STORY!! *SQUEAL*
Disclaimer-Please if I owned the Final Fantasy franchise, you would see like Final Fantasy X-25...Not any of this Final Fantasy XII crap..THAT'S RIGHT I JUST DISSED VAAN BUUUUURN!!!!!!!!!!!
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Isn't that fantastic!? Nothing to say about this chapter really except for a note on Yuna's character. I took some of her dark, ice-like qualities from another fanfiction I read once, I AM NOT stealing their character but I like what they did with her and I'm doing something slightly the same. Only, she's not a slut and she's not as cruel hearted ^^ So obviously her character isn't like the real Yuna. However! The goal in thisstory is to gradually make her real Yuna without just waving a magic wand and making it so. If you feel she's changing to fast or some detail is throwing her whole character off, tell me!! I will try and stray away from that though.
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I am sorry for any typos or errors in grammar in this chapter, I didn't get a chance to spell check it....Do it for me will you?^^ I'll get around to it. Also, I'd like some tips on my writing style. Sometimes I feel like I write it like a movie script with stage directions and a dramatic voice that sound cool only in my head. It may just be crappy sentence fragments to you guys. Please tell me if it is bothering you. I would also like tips on what person I write in. Sometimes I write as if I'm in Tidus' head, other times as if I'm actually telling the story and tips on how to stay in Tidus' hdea would be greatly appreciated...But in the meantime, try to enjoy it!
Thank You's:
I would like to thank all of my amazing readers and subscribers. Seriously, you guys mean so much to me! I would like to thank each and every one of you personally, from the bottom of my heart. I would also like to thank the Lord of The Rings Sorundtrack (againT_T) I'm going to need a new soundtrack.
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The man who goes alone
can start today;
but he who travels with another
must wait till that other is ready
and it may be a long time
before they get off....
Tidus pounded through the burning village, all the while smoke invaded his lungs, making it difficult to breathe.
"Lulu!" Tidus screamed dodging a burning tree as it crashed to the earth in front of him. The ground was so hot. Everywhere he looked people were running, screaming, bleeding. Some were already dead, others knelt by their loved ones screaming, endlessly at the smoke filled sky. Their agony pierced Tidus' heart and hot tears began to stream down his dirty face.
"Wakka!!" he cried horsely. He couldn't breathe anymore. His legs burned, his chest hurt, he couldn't see. But nonetheless, he kept running. He couldn't, he wouldn't lose another family.
"Vidina!!!"
The night grew darker around him. He heard the roars of the beasts attacking the village. He heard the shouts of the men, the screams of the women, the cries of the children. But none of the voices held the same warm ring of Wakka's burly voice, no sharp twinge of Lulu's dominating tone. No soft chime of Vidina's gurgles.
Was his family lost forever amongst the flames and the blood?
"Lulu!!!!" he screamed towards the night sky. The stars were twinged blood red, the black smoke crushing them one by one.
"Tidus!"
Tidus heard his name shouted, he whipped his head around. Because of the tears and grime he could only see blurry shapes. But one of those silhouettes was very familiar.
"Lulu!!"
He ran to her and they caught each other's arms, gently steadying each other throughout all the pain.
"Lulu," Tidus prodded gazing into her scarlet eyes. This was the first time he had ever seen her cry and it frightened him, more so than the monsters or the screams of the people. Lulu was breaking and if she was gone, who was there left to depend on? "Lulu, where are the others?"
"I-I don't know....Tidus you must leave this place!" Lulu's voice was strained, tears poured down her pale face. She was a lost as he was.
Tidus shook his head frantically, "I can't...I won't leave you here alone!"
Suddenly Lulu's grip on his forearms suddenly became much firmer and her eyes flashed with control.
"Do not try to be a hero Tidus. There is nothing you can do for us..."
He words hit him harder than the shock of finding everyone he cared about dead or dismembered.
Do not try to be a hero....hero......hero........
His eyes met hers once more, only now, they were not Lulu's ruby orbs. They were a monsters. Her fingers turned into claws and bit savagely into his flesh. Her white teeth turned to sharp, flashing daggers that aimed for his neck. Her body was changed into that of a huge hairy behemoth. As she grew taller and taller, challenging the dark sky with a fierce roar, Tidus screamed. His scream rang through the dark village even after he had closed his mouth. His cry echoed throughout his head, rattling his skull. Tidus' whole body began to shake as his scream grew louder. The earth beneath him began to rock back and forth and suddenly he was falling. He was falling faster and faster into nothing. A white mist crept in around him, stifling the sound of his howl of despair. The mist completely surrounded him now and he was forever lost....
Tidus awoke with a start, his scream coming to an abrupt halt. His stomach lurched uncomfortably and he gazed around wildly. Where am I? All around him lay a thick layer of fog, he couldn't make out anything farther than five feet in front of his face. A gentle rocking underneath him made him dizzy and he clutched his stomach moaning. He looked down and recognized the build of a small rowboat. What was he doing in a rowboat? Suddenly the events of last night came back to him. Slowly, Tidus looked up towards the front of the boat. A still figure sat on the tip of the boat. It was covered in a huge brown traveling cloak, big enough to fit two grown men.
Yuna.
She sat very still, her only movement being pushing a long brown paddle through the murky, gray water. Last night, Yuna had taken him from his home. She had taken him from his peaceful life. She had taken away his security, his faith, she had plunged straight into the endless unknown and Tidus had followed her, willingly. He felt a flutter in his chest as he remember the trance she had put him in. That daze of confusion and loss of all self control. He remembered how she had taken him only moments before the explosion. As he remembered the explosion, he remembered his family. Tidus whipped around searching desperately for the tiny island, but the crushing veil of mist blocked his view. Besaid was gone.
"Yuna!" his own voice sounded foreign and far away. "Yuna, we have to go back!"
Yuna didn't turn, she gave no sign that she had even heard Tidus.
"Yuna!" he tried again. The haze made his voice seem so close, it was as if they were the only two people in the entire world, and an unearthly sense of loneliness filled Tidus, crushing the air out of his chest. "We have to back! My family is back there!! They—They need my help!"
Still, there was no reply.
"Yuna," he reached forward to touch her shoulder. Only, when he was merely centimeters away from grasping the mossy fabric, did she turn around.
"There's no use in going back."
Tidus stopped, confused ,"What....Do you mean?"
Yuna gaze met his and her crushing intensity made Tidus sit still as a statue.
"They are dead."
The world seemed to stop. The fog, Yuna and Tidus, they were the only things that had ever existed and that ever would exist. Tidus wanted to shout and scream, he wanted to beat his fists and tell Yuna 'NO', that couldn't be possible'. But Tidus knew that Yuna was sure. He knew that his family was dead. He turned his face away from hers and gazed into the endless fog, towards where he knew the tiny island once resided; once full of life and joy, a place where anyone was accepted....burned to the ground.
Tidus' shoulders shook as the tears of a broken man slid down his face. He had lost everything...again. What was left for him? He was stuck on a rowboat in the middle of the ocean with a woman he didn't even know. She had saved his life, but now, he wished she had just let him die with the rest. He was Tidus, the man no one knew. The man that no one cared about. The man that should be wiped off the face of the earth because he had nothing left.
Suddenly a though struck Tidus. Anger replaced his tears and he turned towards Yuna once more.
"You knew."
She didn't look at him, but continued to row.
"You knew, damn it!!" He reached towards her, not sure if he were going to strangle her or hit her.
Yuna whirled around and caught his hand, wrenching it so hard that he cried out.
"I knew," she said eyes fiery eyes boring into his. "But I did not mean for this to happen."
Her grip one his wrist tightened, her knuckles snow white. "Be thankful that I saved you from a very untimely death."
She let go of his wrist, but Tidus was not done yet, "You brought them to the island! You were the one who doomed everyone and everything on that island!! You killed them all!"
Yuna's eyes lost their fire. Her shoulder's dropped but she kept her eyes on Tidus.
"I did not foresee the death of anyone on that island."
"Then what did you foresee?!"
She stared at him awhile before answering, "I foresaw my own freedom. But it did not come. Instead I doomed Besaid and while I did not mean it, I will accept any punishment directed at me, verbal or otherwise."
He stared at her baffled and sickened. He looked away finally, resting his elbows on his knees he gazed sorrowfully at the water that was lapping against the side of the boat.
"I don't wanna punish you for it...I just wanna know why," Tidus said, looking at her sideways. Yuna suddenly appeared very vulnerable. Her posture was slouched and weary. Her small hands were folded in her laps and her face was creased with concern, her multicolored eyes soft and tired.
"Yuna?" he asked, frightened by her sudden change in demeanor. She looked up at him, the familiar determination flashing in her eyes. Tidus swallowed thickly and waited anxiously as Yuna set the paddle aside and stared hard at him, her eyes never leaving his.
"The people that attacked your island, are part of a secret organization founded by the long deceased maesters of Spira. Two of the founders in particular were Lord Jyscal and Maester Mica. They are a group of mercenaries and assassins. They are pawns of Spira's leaders, called upon whenever a maester sees fit to destroy a small rebellion or maybe a single leader with too much power."
Tidus blanched as he heard this. His father, Jecht, could've been defined as a leader. Had the organization taken his father?
"My father, High Summoner Braska," Yuna paused waiting for Tidus' reaction. When none came she continued, "Was on the verge of unveiling the evil ways of the secret group...They killed him. They invaded my home in Bevelle and murdered him right in front of my eyes."
Tidus wanted to express his sympathy but Yuna gave him no time for words.
"I ran. I knew I had to stay alive so that I could one day reveal this organization to the world. But now, they are after me....If only my father had known.."
She added the last bit to herself. Tidus furrowed his brow, confused. If he knew what?
"What is this group called?" he whispered roughly.
Yuna stared at him, her face unreadable, but her eyes flashing brightly as thoughts raced through her mind at 1 billion miles per hour.
"The Black Lung Syndicate."
Tidus lost track of how long he had been lost in the lonely, gray world. After their conversation Yuna had gone back to steering the boat, giving no chance to ask her anything else. It didn't matter all that much though, he was done talking. He was done thinking, he was done trying. He didn't want to keep fighting for survival anymore. Tidus just wanted to lay down on the cold smother him with sleep. And so it did.
Hope you all enjoyed!! ^^ Review my friends and...something...good...will happen? Cya next chapter and try not to be too bored without me!
~Nya!~
Fuzzfuzz signing off....