Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy X©.... Squaresoft does and I just want to say one thing to them.... you guys suck for having to make us Canadians wait till 2002 for that game!!! Just kidding....
Dedication: To all who've seen Tidus.... and think he's da bomb!!!! (well... besides for Zidane and Squall... hee hee ^.~)
Author's Note: Alrighty... I've never played this game because... well, it just isn't over here in Canada yet... Grr!! But... everything you're about to read in here is probably somewhat true since I took the information from the Squaresoft site itself. Something's are made up for instance, Nivra Utori.... that's just a name I came up with. The world, the leader of the Ebon summoner tribe, the "Aeons"... they're all real. If you've played this game, and find something missing or wrong, then just go ahead and tell me... just don't be REALLY mean about it and say something like, " Okkkk.... that was all wrong! Since when do.. blah, blah, blah... " ight? Ight! I hope you enjoy this, because... well... I don't know, because of Tidus at least.
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Everything was defeaning....
From the metal that clashed against metal, the loud battlecries that echoed through the thick air that smelt of charred flesh and some sort of powder, to the roar of the large bonfire that the medics placed the dead of their tribe into.
Everything...
Everywhere around, people from the Ebon summoner tribe waved their staffs, their weapons and even their hands around, summoning the Aeons to help them through the battle that would probably destroy what was left of their watery world; Spria.
Men who were over the ages of seventeen were out on the battlefield with the high summoner of the Ebon summoner tribe; Braska. The rest of the young men under the age of seventeen stayed with the medics, mending broken bones, popping dislocated shoulders back into place, stitching up large gashes on the bodies of their warriors.
The medics consisted of the wise ones, the ones older then Braska himself. They used their hands to heal their wounded, chanting small low melodic hymns that would put the healing warrior into a state of sleep for a few minutes while they healed quickly. The young children were all put into hiding underneath the water in a small cave that was called, Nivra Utori.
There was one young woman of seventeen who was stubborn and insisted that her father let her fight with them. She had said to him that she might be able to put to use her summoner skills that she had been so insecure about. Her father; Braska had finally, after many good reasons from his daughter, agreed, but only if she stayed by his side throughout the fight.
Out on the battlefield were Yuna, daughter of the high summoner; Braska and a young man who she met while traveling from temple to temple; Tidus. Her father had once defeated a terrible man named Sin, but now... he seemed to be back and he wanted revenge on Braska for killing accidentally killing his wife; Mischu.
Her and Tidus' relationship hadn't gotten far. As soon as she met him, it was then that Sin and his army had attacked Spira and the Ebon summoner tribe. All Yuna had gotten to know about him was that he was a jock. A major jock, yet he didn't really act like one at all. His favorite sport was Blitzball... an underwater sport that he loved and was especially good at.
Yuna frowned lightly, reaching up to brush aside some of her feathered light brown hair from her eyes. She scanned the area that was completely clear of the enemy. Her father and Tidus were a few feet away from where she was standing. Yuna's frown deepened as she closed her eyes and tried to focus all her energy for the next summoning of her Aeon.
Tidus glanced over at Braska and then over at Yuna, carefully scrutinizing the look of major concentration on her heart-shaped face that held such a beauty, such a wonder to him that everytime he was around her, he felt like he was going to melt to the ground or something. There was a loud battlecry that rang out from behind him and Tidus whirled around to find himself standing in the direct path of a large looking man, a sharp, jagged edged sword extended out in front of him.
Before Tidus could whip out his own sword, there was a loud sound behind him as something slammed into the ground, sending off cold air, making him shiver with chills. There was a light harmonical singing that floated through the air and then stopped behind him and behind the small jagged wall of ice.
Tidus whirled around to find himself staring at a tall woman with light blue skin and deep, dark blue eyes that seemed to stare into his very soul. She swung her arm out at her side, and her hand connected with Tidus' shoulder and the wall of ice, sending him through the air from the force of the hit and sending large sharp shards of ice to fly as well. Yuna's eyes snapped open and she waved her staff around a few times before making a soft whistling sound the echoed through the air loudly.
The woman gave a nod of her head, and then lifted her arms up into the air, just above her hair that floated to life just below her pointed hands. Tidus slowly scrambled to his feet and rushed over to stand beside Yuna. Braska smiled briefly at his daughter, telling her she had done a good job as the Aeon known as Shiva threw her head back and shifted her arms above her head somemore.
Shiva was just about to cast Diamond Dust upon the enemy when a loud, strangled cry of pain rose above the distant battlecries. Yuna's concentration left her completely as she whirled around to find her father on one knee, clutching his chest. Tidus followed Yuna's gaze and couldn't believe his eyes; the high summoner of the Ebon tribe was injured and probably going to die.
Shiva's eyes suddenly glazed over, the deep, dark blue leaving to be replaced by complete white as she slowly faded away as Yuna rushed over to her father's side. Tidus watched Yuna and then looked around him at the battle scene happening all around. He couldn't believe his eyes. He went to rush over to Yuna's side to tell her to just leave him so they could fight on, but he didn't hear the heavy footsteps approaching, he didn't hear the loud cry of rage that rang out behind him, all he felt was the pain in his left side, just above his lung and partially in it.
Tidus blinked and then glanced down at his chest, glancing down in horror at the large, long jagged blade that protruded through his chest, bright crimson trickling down his chest and abs slowly. He slowly brought his head up and looked at Yuna as she was bent over her father's trembling body.
He was beginning to see three Yuna's and three Braska's. Everything around him was spinning out of control and the ground beneath his feet was beginning to rock wildly from side to side, causing him to fall to the ground on one knee. Tidus let out a loud grunt of surprise as his knee hit the ground, sending bolts of intense pain through his leg.
Yuna felt hot, wet salty tears brim her eyes as she bent over her father who was laid out on the ground. She shook her head as he slowly opened his eyes and looked up at her. Braska slowly lifted a trembling hand and brought it to her baby smooth cheek, smearing a line of blood along the skin.
" Y-yuna... be strong. You are strong.... take care of everyone a-as did I. Don't let anything get in your way and... never think t-that you can't summon your Aeons... " he said to her, his voice slowly fading to a whisper.
Yuna reached up and placed her hand over his hand that rested on her cheek. She gave it a light squeeze before feeling it go limp in her hand. Yuna brought his hand to her lips and then reached over to gently close her father's eyelids as she laid his hand on his stomach, along with the other one.
" N-no... you can't just go and leave me... p-please, father... " she whispered softly, the crystal tears dripping down her cheeks that were now flushed from the heat of the battle.
There was a loud grunt behind her and Yuna whirled around on her knees to watch Tidus topple over to th ground, a long sword sticking out of his chest. She sucked in a sharp breath and scrambled to stand up and rush over to him, but her skirt got tangled with her legs, causing her to fall back to the ground.
" Tidus! " she screamed. " Tidus! Don't move... "
' Where's he going to go? '
Since Yuna couldn't run to him, she began to crawl frantically towards him, blood and dirt staining her palms. As soon as she got to him, his entire front was soaked in blood as was his back. Yuna tried to calm her racing heart, her throbbing hands and knees.
She reached out to him and tried to gently break the wooden hilt in half. Tidus' body jerked slightly from the impact of the sword breaking and then he went still again. Yuna placed her knee on his stomach and grabbed the jagged tip of the blade, pulling it towards her.
Tidus let out a groan as it came loose. Yuna threw it over her shoulder and then crawled around him to pull out the other half for it was only the handle.
" T-tidus... hang on. It's going to be alright. You're going to live... fight it, Tidus! " she shouted to him when he didn't respond. " Please... "
Tidus gave a groan as his response and Yuna breathed a long sigh of relief as she quickly untied the long sleeves that hung on her forearms and pressed them to the back and front wound on his body. She then flipped him onto his back and searched his usual darkly tanned face that was now a pale colour.
Yuna gently placed his head on her lap and reached down to brush aside some of the dark blonde hair from his closed eyes. She then softly patted his cheek, biting the inside of her own cheek, praying for him to still be alright and that he wouldn't die on her.
Tidus grimaced and then opened his eyes slowly to find Yuna's blood smeared face peering down at him. He blinked and then felt his eyes droop again as he reached up to place his hand on her bare shoulder that was slightly burnt and bloody.
" Y-yuna... get out of here while you still can. Go back to the Ebon tribe. They need a leader and that leader is you. You're strong, you shouldn't be out here fighting with us... " he began but Yuna brought a finger to his lips to silence him.
" Hush, Tidus... you're going to be alright, I'll heal you if I can.... "
Tidus shook his head, " No! Just forget about me and just get out of here. You deserve to live... I don't. Just get out before someone claims your life as they d-did mine... "
Yuna shook her head and then gasped quietly as the small river of crimson quickly slid out from the corner of his lips. Tidus' face went even paler then it was before and then his powerfully built body trembled once before his back arched off the ground, the back of his head being pressed into the tops of her thighs.
Suddenly, as if all life revolved around Tidus, everything went dead, calm quiet until the loud screams and cries of pain and heartache rose to be greater then the metal clashing against metal that had taken place before. Even the loud roar of the bonfire went quiet....
To be continued....
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Author's Note: Well... there you have it. A long prologue to my Final Fantasy X fanfiction... *chuckles and nods* Yes... it's rather long if you ask me... a little too long. But... what did you think? Did you think it was alright? Great? Bad? Boring? What?!?!??????? *sighs* Alrighty then... tell me what you think in your review if you leave one, and remember, whatever you have read might not be true... but I know it is... :p
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