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Ok. I need sleep after this, my brain is acting funny.
Chapter 15 Maze of Sorrow
It was cold here.
Yuna's heavy boots carried her through the dark and eerie passages of the maze. The damp air was thick enough to be sliced with a blade, it's mass seeming to consume the young summoner. She shuddered, grasping her chilled shoulders. She wanted so badly to pray for her friend's safety, but something inside her was revolting. Something refused to pray to Yevon, something inside her cried out in defiance.
She glanced warily at the decaying walls of stone. She didn't like to be alone. She truly loved being surrounded by her guardians, her closest friends. Even Kimahri was gone now, and she felt a part of her was missing as well. She felt so very alone within a terrible nightmare.
"Yunie!" cried out a shrill voice in the darkness. Could it be?
"I'm here!" She called, her voice resounding against the crumbling walls. The summoner heard the sound of feet running towards her. Rikku!
The Al Bhed's hair bounced behind her as she raced towards her cousin. She embraced Yuna, grasping her arms tightly. "Yunie! Thank the gods you're ok!" Rikku squeaked, her voice shrill. She pulled back, her swirling eyes almost tearing. "Please, come quick! You have to heal Auron!" Yuna blinked. Auron?
"What's wrong?" She asked Rikku. The Al Bhed justdragged her along as they stumbled over rotting bones. Rikku made a face as the pale cartilage snapped beneath her boots.
Rikku pulled her cousin through the maze, left and right again and again until finally they came upon a large chamber faintly lit by firelight. Rikku let go of the summoner, leaping to a red heap sprawled on the cold floor. A grunt emerged from the pile as Rikku gently grasped the scarlet coat above the mass. She huddled closely, arms enwrapping the shivering form that was Auron. She grasped his head, cradling it in her lap. His face was paper white, silver hair dipping in front of his closed eyes. His scar seemed to jump from his face, the dark pink line contrasting his dampened skin. Rikku whimpered, grasping his dark shirt tightly. Yuna knelt before the guardian, a soft hand touching his clammy face. Rikku felt a twinge of something, but dismissed it quickly. Yuna had a right to care about her guardians.
Yuna spread her arms wide as soft light flowed from her fingers, elegant streams of illuminated magic. The light seemed to dance around Auron's still form, then flowing into and through his coat, causing strange shadows to play on his chiseled features. All light seeped into his body, and he gave a soft groan, head falling to one side in Rikku's arms.
"Stay with him while I get the others," She whispered to Rikku, smiling. Rikku nodded her head rapidly, and snuggled her face into Auron's rough but now-colored cheek. Wake up! She thought to herself, as if her mere thoughts could urge his russet eye open. He moaned softly, eyes still closed. Without opening them, he turned towards her, a gloved hand reaching up to her hair. Rikku sighed happily, feeling the soft touch of his hand on her face. Auron would be all right.
When Yuna returned to the large chamber, she was followed closely by Kimahri, and Lulu. Upon entrance, the young summoner was relieved to find the tall swordsman standing upright and ready, glasses on and blade balanced on his newly healed shoulder. He nodded solemnly to Yuna, as Rikku bounced happily behind his cloak.
"Come. Let's go," rumbled Auron, and the party began to search for a way out.
They wandered for a little under an hour until only one hallway remained. It had to be the way out, it simply had to be! Rikku shuddered in the damp air, clutching her shoulders tightly. It was dark and gloomy here. She wanted to go home... She sighed. She could never go home again, because home was gone. Rikku didn't realize that they were at the end of the dank hallway until she heard a voice pierce the silence.
"L-lady Yuna!' Cried the stunned man before them. It was the summoner Isaaru. "They told me to dispatch of the traitors... never would I have expected it to be you..." The robed man shook his head, his hair bobbing back and forth. "I must do as Yevon demands. Forgive me, summoner."
This was Yuna's battle, and everyone in the party knew it. Rikku shuddered and fell back allowing her cousin to summon her powerful aeons. She felt a pair of large hands take her shoulders, and she was pulled into a warm embrace, two strong arms enwrapping themselves around her shivering shoulders. She felt her back sink into his chest, falling further into his embrace. She felt Auron sigh deeply, his lungs expanding against Rikku's frame. Beside them, Lulu quirked an eyebrow at the two, embracing openly. Rikku wondered what Auron would think. Apparently he didn't give it much thought, his arms tightening around her. Lulu only smirked, then returned her flashing gaze to the battle of the aeons.
Rikku flinched as Yuna's Ifrit took a mighty blow to it's side. Poor Yunie! Auron bent his head, a few defiant strands of gray hair coming into Rikku's view. His rough cheek brushed her face. "She will be fine," He murmured, his nose pressing into hers. Rikku melted, almost giddy. Even now, his touch felt so wonderful.
Isaaru was defeated soundly. He stumbled backwards, fighting back Yuna's tentative steps towards the fallen summoner. Yuna sighed sadly, walking away. Behind her, Auron loomed over the fallen Isaaru, his voice grim. "Your pilgrimage ends here," he spoke softly, then followed the others out of the dismal maze and into the light.
***short, but they get out of the maze. Yay Seymour fight next! Lots of cuteness, promise! :D
-very tired Spazkit
Ok. I need sleep after this, my brain is acting funny.
Chapter 15 Maze of Sorrow
It was cold here.
Yuna's heavy boots carried her through the dark and eerie passages of the maze. The damp air was thick enough to be sliced with a blade, it's mass seeming to consume the young summoner. She shuddered, grasping her chilled shoulders. She wanted so badly to pray for her friend's safety, but something inside her was revolting. Something refused to pray to Yevon, something inside her cried out in defiance.
She glanced warily at the decaying walls of stone. She didn't like to be alone. She truly loved being surrounded by her guardians, her closest friends. Even Kimahri was gone now, and she felt a part of her was missing as well. She felt so very alone within a terrible nightmare.
"Yunie!" cried out a shrill voice in the darkness. Could it be?
"I'm here!" She called, her voice resounding against the crumbling walls. The summoner heard the sound of feet running towards her. Rikku!
The Al Bhed's hair bounced behind her as she raced towards her cousin. She embraced Yuna, grasping her arms tightly. "Yunie! Thank the gods you're ok!" Rikku squeaked, her voice shrill. She pulled back, her swirling eyes almost tearing. "Please, come quick! You have to heal Auron!" Yuna blinked. Auron?
"What's wrong?" She asked Rikku. The Al Bhed justdragged her along as they stumbled over rotting bones. Rikku made a face as the pale cartilage snapped beneath her boots.
Rikku pulled her cousin through the maze, left and right again and again until finally they came upon a large chamber faintly lit by firelight. Rikku let go of the summoner, leaping to a red heap sprawled on the cold floor. A grunt emerged from the pile as Rikku gently grasped the scarlet coat above the mass. She huddled closely, arms enwrapping the shivering form that was Auron. She grasped his head, cradling it in her lap. His face was paper white, silver hair dipping in front of his closed eyes. His scar seemed to jump from his face, the dark pink line contrasting his dampened skin. Rikku whimpered, grasping his dark shirt tightly. Yuna knelt before the guardian, a soft hand touching his clammy face. Rikku felt a twinge of something, but dismissed it quickly. Yuna had a right to care about her guardians.
Yuna spread her arms wide as soft light flowed from her fingers, elegant streams of illuminated magic. The light seemed to dance around Auron's still form, then flowing into and through his coat, causing strange shadows to play on his chiseled features. All light seeped into his body, and he gave a soft groan, head falling to one side in Rikku's arms.
"Stay with him while I get the others," She whispered to Rikku, smiling. Rikku nodded her head rapidly, and snuggled her face into Auron's rough but now-colored cheek. Wake up! She thought to herself, as if her mere thoughts could urge his russet eye open. He moaned softly, eyes still closed. Without opening them, he turned towards her, a gloved hand reaching up to her hair. Rikku sighed happily, feeling the soft touch of his hand on her face. Auron would be all right.
When Yuna returned to the large chamber, she was followed closely by Kimahri, and Lulu. Upon entrance, the young summoner was relieved to find the tall swordsman standing upright and ready, glasses on and blade balanced on his newly healed shoulder. He nodded solemnly to Yuna, as Rikku bounced happily behind his cloak.
"Come. Let's go," rumbled Auron, and the party began to search for a way out.
They wandered for a little under an hour until only one hallway remained. It had to be the way out, it simply had to be! Rikku shuddered in the damp air, clutching her shoulders tightly. It was dark and gloomy here. She wanted to go home... She sighed. She could never go home again, because home was gone. Rikku didn't realize that they were at the end of the dank hallway until she heard a voice pierce the silence.
"L-lady Yuna!' Cried the stunned man before them. It was the summoner Isaaru. "They told me to dispatch of the traitors... never would I have expected it to be you..." The robed man shook his head, his hair bobbing back and forth. "I must do as Yevon demands. Forgive me, summoner."
This was Yuna's battle, and everyone in the party knew it. Rikku shuddered and fell back allowing her cousin to summon her powerful aeons. She felt a pair of large hands take her shoulders, and she was pulled into a warm embrace, two strong arms enwrapping themselves around her shivering shoulders. She felt her back sink into his chest, falling further into his embrace. She felt Auron sigh deeply, his lungs expanding against Rikku's frame. Beside them, Lulu quirked an eyebrow at the two, embracing openly. Rikku wondered what Auron would think. Apparently he didn't give it much thought, his arms tightening around her. Lulu only smirked, then returned her flashing gaze to the battle of the aeons.
Rikku flinched as Yuna's Ifrit took a mighty blow to it's side. Poor Yunie! Auron bent his head, a few defiant strands of gray hair coming into Rikku's view. His rough cheek brushed her face. "She will be fine," He murmured, his nose pressing into hers. Rikku melted, almost giddy. Even now, his touch felt so wonderful.
Isaaru was defeated soundly. He stumbled backwards, fighting back Yuna's tentative steps towards the fallen summoner. Yuna sighed sadly, walking away. Behind her, Auron loomed over the fallen Isaaru, his voice grim. "Your pilgrimage ends here," he spoke softly, then followed the others out of the dismal maze and into the light.
***short, but they get out of the maze. Yay Seymour fight next! Lots of cuteness, promise! :D
-very tired Spazkit