Fipp: In Final Fantasy XII, the six main characters have no real battle skills that make them overly unique, much like the character of II, III and V.

This left me with much freedom for Vaan's fighting style.

In XII, the characters lean various skills from the 'License Board', which is divided up into numerous sections. I've given Vaan a number of skills from the 'Technick' section of the board to act as his 'Brave Attacks,'

In addition, his 'HP Attacks' are of my own creation, each one representing two of the game's Espers.

For Bonds and Friendship

"You're new at this, aren't you?" Jecht asked, rotating his shoulder.

Vaan rushed forward at Jecht and swung his sword, but the older man simply raised his left arm and blocked it, catching the blade on the metal edges of his arm-length gauntlet.

Jecht then pushed him back, and began to let loose a series of punches and kicks, before finishing it off with the slam of his sword, throwing Vaan right into a pillar.

He quickly jumped up and jumped backwards as Jecht punched at him, and missing.

Seeing his moment, Vaan quickly struck at Jecht multiple times, each attack becoming stronger with each blow, until the final one dropped Jecht to the ground.

The Blitzer only jumped up, appearing amused by this, and blocked Vaan's next strike with his sword.

"That all you got kid?"

"Not even close!"

Jecht grinned and threw Vaan backwards and heaved his sword into the air, red energy glowing around him. He rushed forward, wildly swinging his sword as he went after Vaan.

The latter, seeing the sword, spun in the air, planting his feet on a pillar he was about to go through, and repelled himself off it, just as Jecht went though it.

He then pointed his sword at Jecht. A quick arrow of energy shot from the tip, and right at Jecht. Upon striking him, it caused the ground below him to explode in boulders.

Vaan landed on the ground, and threw out a hand, sending out a blazing Fira spell at him. It struck him in the back, sending him even further away.

Holding his sword tightly in both hands, he ran forward, intending to slice Jecht down, when a large red streak came at him, crashing into him.

Next thing her knew, Vaan was backhanded by Jecht and sent flying into a pillar

He stood up to see Jecht riding one of those energy ribbons right at him. He jumped off it and raised his sword into the air and dove at Vaan. He managed to block this strike, but was still knocked down in the process, where he was kicked across the floor.

Vaan groaned and stood up. Jecht ran at him, and made to strike him again, but Vaan blocked this. He then let go out his sword, and it proceeded to fly around him several times, before sending him flying backwards.

Vaan grabbed his sword again and ran forward, and jumped into the air. Grabbing his sword in both hands, he crashed the blade heavily at Jecht, before rebounding back into the air.

With a swing of his sword, Jecht was engulfed in a large block of ice. With another swing, the block exploded into a inferno of fire.

"No way,"

"Knew I could do it!" Vaan stabbed his sword into the air and leaned against it.

000

"What?" Cecil asked, looking at the Goddess.

"You already know in your heart," Cosmos said. "To depend on others, and to work together with others, are they the same things to you? I know that you can reach the light because you are worthy."

"Cosmos, does that mean,"

"The answer can be found inside you."

Cosmos vanished.

Cecil stood there, rolling Cosmos' words in her head. "I-I must do this."

000

He knew what he had to do.

Cosmos' words gave him insight. He wanted to work together with the others, with Firion, Cloud, Tidus, Prishe, and all the other warriors, not because he was weak, but because they were stronger together.

That was the answer he would give his brother.

"You appear to have much on your mind."

Cecil stopped in the middle of the metal platform of the Bahamut. "Who is there?"

A dark portal appeared in front of him, and Nag'molada appeared.

"Who are you exactly?" Cecil asked.

"I merely someone who is disappointed your friend," Nag'molada said.

"Disappointed, in my friend?"

"Yes. She has given up on the search for her Crystal, and instead opts for an impossible goal. I am insulted that she has not even attempted to fight me for it."

'She?' "Are you speaking about Prishe?" 'She is no longer searching for her Crystal?'

"That is correct. It would seem she is too much of a coward to do so."

"Prishe is no coward!" Cecil raised his voice. "I may not know what it is she is doing exactly, but I trust she has a plan of sorts. And even if what you say is true," in wisps of shadows his spear appeared, "my friends and I will lend what aid we can!"

"Is that so?" Nag'molada floated into the air. "You are correct, you shall help her. Your corpse shall he her reason to fight!"

000

"We've done the same things, so don't lecture me." Nag'molada raised his hand, and a long blade of light appeared in his hands.

He swung this blade at Cecil, but the Dark Knight quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the attack, and threw his spear at the Kuluu, but he vanished from sight.

The man then appeared behind Cecil, summoned another sword, and swung down at Cecil's unprotected back, slicing into his and throwing him forward.

Cecil quickly jumped back up and spun around, and blocked just as Nag'molada swung another sword. Darkness exploded from him and outwards, past Nag'molada, before coming back to him, striking him, and reeling him back to Cecil.

He stabbed forward with one end of the blade, twirled it around and struck him with the other end, before blasting him with darkness that sent him flying backwards.

He then raised the spear and stabbed it to the ground, creating massive flames of darkness that raced forward, scorching Nag'molada.

Cecil was about to rush forward, to continuing his attacks, but he found that the couldn't move anymore. He looked down to see that a Bind spell had been cast at him.

Nag'molada floated into the air and opened his arm, summoning a large meteor above Cecil, which crashed down onto him.

He opened his hand, creating a javelin of light and threw it at Cecil, but, working through his injury, Cecil blocked it and ran at him. He then jumped into the air and summoned a large ball of darkness that went after Nag'molada.

He managed to avoid this, but he was then attacked by several quick blasts of light. Cecil appeared below him, now as a Paladin, and quickly delivered several fast-paced strikes with his spear, before swinging downwards with it, sending Nag'molada to the ground.

Cecil flew to the ground, but Nag'molada clapped his hands together, blasts him with a powerful blast of darkness. He then summoned up a large, colorful vortex which trapped Cecil, collapsed upon him, before throwing him into the air.

Nag'molada jumped into the air after him, and swung another energy sword, but Cecil dodged this. He then glowed with light and struck at Nag'molada, tossing him into the air, before swinging down at him.

"AGH!"

000

"You're not half-bad," Jecht said, picking himself up. "That's the just workout I needed. Now I feel good and ready to teach that crybaby a lesson." He picked up his sword. "See ya!"

"Hey! Wait! We're not done yet!" Vaan called. He made to chase after him.

"Vaan!" He stopped in his tracks and turned around to see two people running towards him.

"Zidane? Squall?" He then looked back to where Jecht went, only to see him gone. He growled to himself before turning back to his friends.

"Hey Vaan! It's good to see you're okay!" Zidane said happily as he and Squall ran up to him.

"It's good to see you too." He turned to Squall. "You too Squall." He then looked around. "Where's Bartz?"

"That's what we're trying to find out," Squall said.

They then proceeded to tell Vaan about everything that had happened.

"So this light," Vaan pointed to the beam of light that hung overhead, "will lead us to Bartz?"

Squall nodded. "That's what I said."

"Then we better hurry up!" Zidane said. "Bartz could still be in trouble!"

"I wouldn't be surprised by that," Squall added.

"Me neither," Vaan scratched the back of his head.

"That applies to all three of you."

"Hey!" Zidane and Vaan said.

000

Nag'molada stood up, recovering from his defeat.

"It is as I said," Cecil said. "We will back each other up, as that is where our strength lies."

Nag'molada sneered. "You little-" He stopped, and the small lens over his eye blinked several times. He then chuckled. "I am sorry. It would appear that she has been set right. Even now she comes, I must prepare." He looked back to Cecil. "I hope you are prepared to loose your friend, and thus some of your power."

"Prishe will defeat you. It is as simple as that."

"So certain of that?"

"I am."

"Hn." Nag'molada vanished.

"Prishe is going to fight her foe," Cecil said to himself. "Now I must face mine." He looked forward. "Brother."

000

Treacherous Skies 2-5: If someone does not adjust, they are doomed to stand still.

000

"That was an odd thing for you to do."

"What are you doing here, Ultimecia?" Vayne asked.

"I am simply curios as to why you helped out that child?"

"She had not yet fulfilled her purpose. If she had lost herself to her power all would be lost for us."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. Though, I wouldn't mind taking her power for our benefit when this is all over."

"What of Kefka? As you know, we won't let go of his toy so soon."

"He'll be one of the first to go."

"My, such treachery."

"Yes. On all sides."

000

"How much longer to do you think until we find Bartz?" Zidane asked.

"I don't know," Squall said. "I just hope he isn't in too much trouble."

"And if he is, I'll just take down whoever giving it to him!"

"Vaan . . ." Zidane said.

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