Part Two – Creating the Recto
Chapter Three
1 Months, 2 weeks B.E.C.
They'd lost Yunie. She was about to be forced into marrying a man who was already dead. They were going to be forced into taking on all of Bevelle. One small group of people against the entire army of Yevon.
But that wasn't what she was thinking about.
She stared out at the clouds that passed by and could only see the great explosion that had rocked the airship and destroyed her Home. Slowly, pieces of her life were being torn from her. She lost Gippal, a loss so hard that she barely thought she could breathe only to be followed by the loss of Home.
If Pops hadn't come to her as she knelt beside Keyakku, she didn't know if she'd have been able to stop her tears. And each body she passed told her about one more person she had known all her life was gone. After the first few, she stopped looking at their faces.
But the strain had been too much. She had even broke down and told Tidus the truth. Soon, she would lose one more person.
Without Yuna, without Gippal…who would she have left?
She knew the answer of course. She still had Brother and pops. She had even seen Buddy getting on board. She would still have Lulu and perhaps even Wakka and Tidus…if he didn't go back to Zanarkand somehow.
Still, she felt hollow inside. She could spout her Al Bhed sayings about her memories being kept inside, but that when she had something physical in her hand to bear them up. A stray piece of machine she and Gippal made. A sphere of her mother. But, they too had been taken from her when Home was destroyed.
And so was the last bit of her hope that Gippal had somehow survived and made it back to Home. He wasn't on the airship…she just knew it….
It was just too hard.
She straightened up and forcibly pulled her mind from her circular of thoughts. She watched Auron approach her father with a purpose.
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AN: This was accidentally replaced for awhile. Sorry for any confusion!