Inspired Rikku Author + fanfiction.net down for two weeks = story overload!!!!!
Okay, I hate game dialogue. At least, I hate writing it. I don't know what Auron said to Yunalesca, but this is my impression of what it should have been. That's what I'd say if some freaky-haired bitch killed two of my friends.
Chapter 9:
Yunalesca
"You killed them! You fucking bitch, you sent them to their deaths!" Auron yelled, lifting his sword above his head and charging at the summoner before him. He knew it would happen before he saw the light form in her hand. He knew he was committing suicide the moment he began his rant. He also knew that his promises would keep his body to this world. What he did not know, was that he would not die that day.
As the light exploded from Yunalesca's hand, an unseen body collided with Auron, making the magic a glancing blow. The guardian rolled along the ground, another body pressed tightly to his. He opened his eyes, the right blind with blood. A small woman lay atop his frame, her red-blonde hair bobbing in a bright ponytail. She sat up pulling a strange potion from her pocket and pouring it over his wound. He could vaguely hear her mumbling to him to stay awake and stay with her. As she spoke his name, his vision cleared in the unscarred eye and he could see the emerald swirls more clearly.
"He's all right!" the girl cried getting off of him. With her out of the way, Auron could see five other figures standing in front of the unsent summoner of the Prayer Child. "I am Rikku. We're here to help you." Rikku turned to the scantily clad woman before them. "Yunalesca, you will pay for your attempts! There is no future for you. Ten years from now your reckless reign of death will come to an end, and it will end by the hands of those before you. You have been warned that the next decade will be the last of your days. Do you understand?" The demon laughed.
"If you are the ones who shall do so, why wait the decade? In ten years time you shall all be far too old to even compete with my strength."
"Are you truly that blind? The way you see me now, I have grown to the age of twenty-one, but in ten years time I will be merely sixteen. Right now, I am six years old, probably two or three days away from getting struck by lightning that will bring me fear for the rest of my life. Don't you see? We are not from your time. Ten years from now, this woman…" she gestured toward a girl in a purple and white dress studded in pink flowers, "…the daughter of Lord Braska shall begin her pilgrimage with a group of six loyal and trusted guardians, all of whom stand before you now. Because of you one guardian was unsent, but that shall not be. Sir Auron will live to raise his children after the final death and departure of Sin. So you see, we must let you be…for now, that is." Rikku turned back to the stunned man on the floor of the ruins. "We will go now. Stand up and walk away. You must live your life through. Whether you want to or not. In ten years you will have gained an emotionless barrier that will come crashing down around you when you meet a spunky, sixteen-year-old Al Bhed. She is the one person that can come close to reaching your torn heart. Never hesitate to let her. Do not be too fast, or you'll scare the girl, but let her be persistent and give in eventually. That will shape your life." She turned to the other side of the ruins and returned back to him with a long box with the symbol of the griffin painted on its face. "This will be yours when you have the courage to search for it. Take heed of your promises and never lose hope." She turned from him once again, and when Auron awoke the next morning, he wondered if it had all been a dream.
What, you were expecting them to BATTLE Yunalesca? They couldn't very well do that if there's any hope of there being summoners in the future. Don't worry, this isn't the end.