Authors Note: Seymour arrives in Luca after a somewhat rough journey, meeting Yuna for the first time. Chaos erupts as fiends crash the tournament threatening the lives of all.

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Seymour was startled by the sound of rumbling and dashed to his feet within his cabin. He waited for a second wondering if he had dreamt the noise. He was soon knocked asunder as a loud boom bellowed forth and the boat took a hit. Seymour grabbed his staff quickly, the charms rattling as he made his way to the deck cool and collected knowing what awaited him.

He set foot on the deck to see an awesome sight. Sinspawn writhing in the ocean around them squealing and chattering as they pounded themselves into the side of the boat. They were awful creatures and came in a variety as numerous as the stars themselves. The deckhands were in a panic as they tried to reinforce the hull, while others threw everything they had futilely at the fiends.

"Calm yourselves!" Seymour's voice bellowed out to them from amid the chaos.

He raised his staff and concentrated as the colorful spell script buzzed about him as he casted his Thundaga spell into the water at the attacking monsters. Dozens of the creatures cried out dissipating into pyreflies. This he did again and again. Then finally a large monster surfaced and the few small ones that remained dissipated in fear. Seymour held his staff in his hand steadfast, calm as ever as he eyed the approaching beast. When it came close enough Seymour raised his staff unleashing his deadly Bio spell onto the beast. A large blackish red bubble appeared over the head of the beast and burst into an explosion. The creature cried out in anger as the spell wounded and poisoned him. The fish like Sinspawn hurled itself onto the deck of the boat, lashing out at Seymour.

Seymour held his staff blocking the huge teeth that came biting towards him.

"Where is your master Sin?" he yelled to the monster. "Tell him to face me himself rather than send his petty spawn!" Seymour yelled at the beast while casting a final Thundaga onto the writhing mass of teeth and scales killing it and sending forth more pyreflies.

Seymour looked about. The sea was calm once again and no Sinspawn remained, the deckhands worked busily to repair the ship. The crew turned to him from the deck above and lined up at the railing looking down towards him they all bowed to him offering their thanks for Seymour's defense. Seymour nodded watching them, then turned his eyes to the ocean once again, contemplating Sin's immense power.

In the morning they arrived at Luca. The trip had proved to have its perils, but nothing that Seymour could not handle, as he didn't even have to summon to deal with the problem. He tended to only use his summoning unless he absolutely needed it, especially reserving his Mother's Aeon for the hardest trials.

The boat pulled into the dock slowly, the gulls flapping and calling above excitedly. The air was clean and cool and the sky was spotless. It was a beautiful day in Spira, and the blitzball stadium was buzzing with activity. News crews and people lined the dock waiting for them to come off of the boat. Seymour waited among the Maesters for the walk to be put down.

"Master Seymour, I applaud you for your protection from the Sinspawn last night, it was fortunate that we had you aboard with us." Maester Mica thanked him.

"It was no trouble. I hope your sleep was not disturbed too much." He said taking his compliments graciously.

Attendants and musicians milled in front of them down the gangplank announcing their grand arrival to the citizens of Spira. Seymour walked down the plank first followed closely by attendants and the Guado team. As he set foot onto the dock he turned back towards the boat and bowed towards Maester Mica, everyone around him following suit, honoring the Grand Maester's arrival. Maester Mica descended towards them, surround by his own entourage of attendants.

"People of Spira, I thank you for your generous welcome." He announced to them as he set foot on the dock. "Rise Master Seymour, and all of you as well." He urged the prostrating crowd.

Seymour stood as Maester Mica introduced him to the people, who were already noticeably murmuring about his presence.

"I present to you the son of Maester Jyscal Guado, who unfortunately could not make it to our gathering."

Seymour bowed graciously to the crowd. "I am Master Seymour Guado, My Father Lord Jyscal has always worked to foster friendship between man and Guado, I hope to carry on his work and to fulfill my duties to the best of my abilities on the day that I become a Maester in his place."

As Seymour finished his introduction the people in the crowd bowed to him. Maester Mica and his staff moved on behind him as he still stared into the crowd noticing someone who stood out to him.

Who is that? He thought to himself as he spied a young woman summoner looking at him standing out among the crowd. Something deep struck inside of him as he looked at her and her green and blue eyes, a simply beautiful woman. A warm feeling started overtaking him as he looked at her and her simple beauty. Suddenly she realized that he was staring in her direction and a slight flush came to her face. Seymour bowed his head slightly to her and smiled before breaking his stare and continuing on after the Maesters.

As he walked on he whispered to an attendant next to him.

"Who was that woman summoner back there? The one with the blue and green eyes?" he said curiously.

The servant craned his head backward for a moment spotting the woman in the crowd.

"That is none other than the Lady Yuna, High Summoner Braska's daughter, Master Seymour." He said keeping his voice low.

"Lady Yuna…" Seymour whispered to himself. Although he didn't know when, he hoped that in the future their path's would cross again as he had been simply taken with her. An image of her crossed through his mind once again and he smiled slightly.

They worked their way to the Maester's balcony. The teams were assembled below and all the seats were filled. The crowd cheered as they saw them on the balcony.

Maester Mica stood and addressed the crowd as Seymour stood back and to the side of him.

"Today, on this glorious day, players from all over Spira have assembled here to participate in this great contest of bravery, skill, and strength. All of these fine teams, equally renowned, deserve to win the cup today. Such is the nature of this contest …Let us the spectators, play our role accordingly: Let us sing to the glory of the winners and applaud equally the valor of the defeated. Contestants, may Yevon be with you." He said finishing with a bow to the team captains.

With the Maesters finish the sphere started to fill with water, the jets pumping with full force, bringing in the sea water for the players. Seymour watched as the players filled the sphere starting their game. The first players were a human team playing against an Al-Bhed team. Although Blitzball was the only form of real entertainment in Spira, Seymour found himself mildly bored with it. He flitted his forelock out of his face and let his thoughts wander for most of the game. Time and time again his thoughts settled on the woman he had seen at the docks, Lady Yuna.

Before Seymour knew it a horn sounded and the game had ended. As he watched intently at the cheering winning team he noticed something. A deep rumbling, much like he had heard on the ship, it sounded like an approaching storm only the sky was still clear from all cloud cover. Seymour stood out of his seat facing the oncoming noise, the crowd still too distracted from the joy of the game to notice the ominous sounds.

Then Seymour saw it, almost like a flock of birds over head, so numerous they looked like smoke coming in their direction. They were fiends, hundreds and hundreds of them. Seymour turned to Maester Mica.

"Maester you are in danger, you must get to safety." He said maintaining his calm. Seymour hurried the Maester off the balcony just as the monsters started to flood the stadium, the cheers of the crowd turned to cries of horror. Seymour watched as the attendants hurried the Maester off to a secure hiding place, then turned back to help with the disaster at hand.

Even though most of the crowd was fleeing in terror from the friends there were a few among them that stood and fought, guardians most likely who had come with their Summoners. Seymour even caught a glimpse of the players in the sphere vigorously fighting the fiends that were oncoming. The fiends were rampant and everywhere, flying above and crawling below in vast numbers.

Looking above to the heavens Seymour called out to his Mother's Aeon for her help. He gestured gently with his graceful hands and a plea went forth to the heavens. In a flash a chain dropped from the sky digging into the stone with its anchor to pull Anima forth. Seymour watched as she arose bound in chains, a woman who had endured so much of her life in pain.

Without even having to tell her the Aeon knew what to do and from her stationary spot immediately started using her power to kill the fiends in droves exploding them into harmless pyreflies. Loads of pyreflies started to fill the stadium in the place of the fiends that once abounded. Soon the people were calmed and turned their attention to the Aeon and its summoner in wonder of its power. For Seymour no other Aeon held as much power as Anima, she was his final Aeon, and the bond of Mother and child made her power overwhelming.

Seymour looked at Anima, silently whispering to himself as he watched her form.

"Thank you Mother…"

Anima's one eye turned towards him and a shriek came forth from her but Seymour could hear her in his mind in her all too familiar gentle voice.

"My son…you are welcome."

Seymour bowed to her in respect before dismissing her back to the heavens. He felt a slight tinge of sadness, he missed his mother painfully, mourning her greatly after her death.

As the crowd dissipated a young Guado approached him.

"Master Seymour, word from your Father Lord Jyscal." He said handing him a note and bowing.

Seymour quickly opened the note and read the contents.

My dear son Seymour,

Please continue on from Luca to Mushroom rock pass. The Crusaders are planning a foolish operation to attack Sin by gathering Sinspawn. This is a very dangerous operation. I apologize for asking you to do this but I would never make it in time from Guadosalam. I grant you my power as a Maester to deal with this issue in my place.

May Yevon watch over you,

Maester Jyscal

Seymour was troubled by the note, something didn't feel right about how his Father had acted lately. He felt he was deliberately putting him out to do tasks that were normally his responsibility as a Maester and not the duties of a Master.

Seymour signaled to two of his Guado attendants.

"Come, Lord Jyscal has sent word we are to go to Mushroom rock pass, let us leave without delay."