Author's Note: This chapter focuses on the events in Lake Bresha but twisted to fit with my storyline plot. The narrator for the "Final Fantasy XIII part" will be Arystillia. Oh and heads up for abuse of Snow. I don't like his character as much. Too big of an ego. Reminds me of my real life math teacher. This chapter should make sense then the previous one. Oh yeah! Before I forget... I would like to say thanks to Commisar Admiral Kordoshky and Mistress GailianCrystal for reviewing and following my story. I greatly appreciate it. Enjoy this chapter!


Everything around them went black again and when they started to see light again, they were at Lake Bresha, or whatever of it that remained uncrystalized. Almost everything was crystalized after Anima fell from being attacked.

"So this is what Cocoon is like?" Arystillia asked.

"You're telling me that you've never been on Cocoon?" Snow asked, shocked.

"Well 'smart one', being born and raised on Pulse and being a l'Cie for you're entire life doesn't give you much opportunities." Arystillia sassed the blonde man. Lightning glanced at Arystillia and snickered. Finally, someone who finds Snow annoying besides me.

"This is Lake Bresha, well used to..." Hope mentioned as he saw the fal'Cie Vestige, the fal'Cie that branded them all, the one that doomed all of their lives. They wandered around Lake Bresha a while until Snow saw something that caught his eyes.

"Serah?!" Snow saw the crystal figure and saw that she was stuck to an even bigger chunk of crystal. Lightning rushed over to see her younger sister completely bonded to another piece of crystal.

"Wait, Arystillia. You said that your sister was also crystalized inside the Pulse Vestige, so wouldn't that mean she is somewhere around here?" Vanille asked the older girl.

"Well if she is here, I don't want to find her." Arystillia bluntly stated.

"Why not? Wouldn't you want to be with your sister?" Vanille asked, trying to get Arystillia to answer.

"Even if I did, I wouldn't be able to help her if she is like Serah. I would rather move on from this, fight off whatever they throw at us and bring her back unlike this blonde doofus! He's just going to sacrificed himself by using a weapon that obviously can't break crystal to free Serah! Does he even have a brain?" Arystillia ranted, making sure that Snow heard what she said about him.

"You're saying that you would just leave your sister here? You wouldn't care what would happen to her?" Snow demanded.

"What am I supposed to do? Stay here and mourn and have a chance of getting killed? I'm not stupid Snow." Arystillia glared at him. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw another crystal figure.

"What did your sister look like?" Hope asked as he stood by the other crystal figure.

"Why do you ask?" Arystillia asked the younger boy. He pointed at the crystal being. Arystillia walked over to the boy to see her sister completely crystalized.

"Is that your sister?" Vanille asked. Arystillia didn't respond to the young girl, instead she kept her eyes on the crystal.

"So... you really are going to abandon her?" Sazh finally spoke up.

"It better than staying here and waiting for my death to come." Arystillia spoke, quietly.

"Lightning, what's your focus?" Hope asked the pink haired woman.

"I don't know...I saw... a giant beast and Cocoon falling out of the sky then, the beast prevented its fall by crystalizing it..." Lightning spoke.

"That's what I saw." everyone else spoke in unison.

"Then our focus is to..." Arystillia began.

"Save Cocoon." evryone said again.

"That was probably Serah's focus." Snow said.

"What is up with you and your obsession over Serah?" Lightning asked, eyes menacing.

"She is my bride-to-be! There's a reason why I should care about her!" Snow yelled at pink haired woman.

"That doesn't mean everything you talk about has to be about Serah! Its Serah this, Serah that! She's my sister and I don't even talk about her as much as you do!" Lightning raised her voice.

"You don't ever show any emotions. Maybe that's why you don't love Serah the way I do!" Snow retorted. Everything went silent when Snow said that. Everyone knew what was going to happen next, Snow had went too far. Lightning balled her hand into a fist and it t

"Open your eyes and face reality! Life isn't going to be easy anymore! It either complete focus, become crystal or give up and turn into Cie'ths!" Lightning yelled at the man that now layed on the ground.

When I first met Snow, I disliked him instantly. He thinks he's all that. Such a big ego but I knew that somehow, I would end up having to deal with him. Looks like I wasn't wrong after kind of people are the most annoying out of all of them.

Snow got back up, rubbed his jaw and looked at Lightning. Sure she was smaller than him but damn can she pack one punch.

"Sis I-" Snow began but Lightning cut him off again by punching him on the other side of his jaw.

"If you love Serah so much, then stay here and let PSICOM kill you. You aren't a regular human anymore, you're a Pulse l'Cie, enemy of Cocoon. Go ahead, stay and do what you want." Lightning told the taller man who was once again, on the ground. Then as if nothing happened, the female soldier stormed off.

"That's right. I'll stay here and watch over Serah." he said as he started to jam the weapon into the crystal when Arystillia walked right past him, "And, I'll keep your sister safe too." Arystillia ignored him and left him to be whatever he wanted to do. After they all left with Snow left behind, soldiers came and took away Serah and Nathalia's crystal form and a woman, who looked like she was born on Pulse came and took Snow away. He noticed that the woman had a Pulse l'Cie brand but it was white instead.

"You. You're one of us so why are you helping them?" the blonde asked.

"If you want to live, then don't ask question and follow me." she responded as she nudged him to keep moving.

My dear sister, I have failed you once again. I am sorry for all of my mistakes I have done in my life. Is there a way to be forgiven and granted with another chance? For now, I will keep fighting and bring you back one day. Mark my words are the oldest daughter of Cassandra Mary Ladeia and Nathan Ladeia, the last leaders of the Ladeia, and as a Pulse l'Cie. Please...forgive me.


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