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Chapter Eight: The Farplane
"Rikku," Rhett said in a sympathetic manner, kneeling next to her and putting an arm around her shoulder. How could someone do something as sick as taking a child from their Mother? Sure, he never really liked the Guado, but for them to go and do something like this? It was just sick. He looked over to the other side of Rikku, where Yuna was. He thought she would be crying along with the Al Bhed. She was standing up, her hands balled so tightly he thought it would draw blood. She was looking at the sky, biting her lower lip in complete anger.
"You okay Yuna?" he asked, still comforting Rikku. She looked down at him, her eyes so cold and angry even he looked away and put his focus back on the saddened Mother. "Sorry I asked."
There was silence between the three for only a second, until Yuna spoke up, and it sounded like she had calmed a bit. "It's not your fault Rhett," she said. "It's not your fault at all. But. But we can't let him get away with what he's done! I don't care if he's my Brother or not!"
"That ain't like you one bit, Yuna."
"Well, someone has to do something!"
"Yunie's right," Rikku said in a hoarse whisper, but only because it was hard to talk. The two looked at her and through the pinkish raw face they saw a smile and a light in her green eyes. "We gotta do something. We can't just sit here and accept Yenvie's threat to my Kaikou!"
Rikku then started to fill up the firearm she already had out with ice bullets while Yuna also grabbed a Firearm from her friend. They acted like there was no time to lose, and talked in a rushed tone; both were ready to rescue the baby Al Bhed. Rhett was still sitting on the ground staring up at the two like they were crazy. Didn't they just see what that Guado boy do?
"You guys," he said in a weak voice, barely audible by the two girls. "You do understand he's just a kid that kills off Behemoths in mere seconds, right?"
"Yeah, so?" Rikku replied, a little rudely.
"Okay, just checking."
He shrugged, pushing himself off the ground and one at a time pulling the long sharp spikes that poked from his knuckles off and into a pocket-sized case until there were none left. Rikku looked at him hysterically and while the young boy was looking in the other direction, she pulled back her fist and slammed it into his face, sending him sliding on the ground. When he sat up, his clothes were dirtied by grass stains and a red mark was on his cheek.
"What the hell was that for?!" he shouted as loud as he could.
"What do you think?!?" she screamed back, just as loud. "Putting your weapons away while we're taking ours out! You big sissy! You're too scared to go out and get my baby, so you put your weapon away and were thinking about running off, weren't you?!"
"Maybe now I will, ya dirty bitch! I was just taking them off until we got there; you think I wanna have them on while we're running around in a bunch of tangled grass? What if I fell and I still had those on? Huh? It wouldn't just be just a scrape I'd get, I'll tell you that much!"
"Oh. yeah, sorry about hitting you then." It barely sounded like she was sorry at all. Nevertheless, he knew that was all he was going to get from her. "So, are you still going to come and help get my Kaikou back? Please say you will, Rhett.Please, please, please!"
How could he resist those gorgeous puppy eyes? "Yeah, sure. I got nothing better to do than risk my life to fight a Guado empire."
"Yay! Thank you SO much!"
Before he could stand up again from the previous fall he was tumbled over by the two girls who roughly hugged him on each side, Yuna squeezing his neck and Rikku his waist. At least he knew he was loved and for a second there, he felt like a pretty lucky guy. He's known Yuna for a few days and Rikku several hours, why shouldn't he feel lucky? Sure, they were a pain, but you had to admit, they were cute when they were happy. He hoped they would stay together more often, and who knows? Maybe they'll in turn for this help him find his Father?
"Guys," he said in a strained voice. "I can't breathe."
Yuna let go, giggling an apology and patting him on the head but typical Rikku she stayed nailed to the spot. "Get over it, we won't let you die."
Maybe he wasn't the luckiest man alive after all.
The moment Yenvie had stepped inside his isolated home, he felt all eyes stare at him, but he felt that none of them were glares. The voices that were bustling loudly had stopped jus to hear if he was going to say something. In the silence, he heard only the loud sound of someone's feet rushing towards him, and pushing through the crowd was a man with bright green hair. It twisted and mingled with other strands and stood on end, and his pace was pale and wrinkled. Nevertheless, he was strong and fast, but fortunately for the young child, he was as obedient as a lap dog.
"Master Yenvie!" He said in a deep and worried voice, stopping right and front of him and giving a quick bow. "Master Yenvie how lovely it is to see you again after seven days of absence."
"There was no need to worry, Tromell," he replied with a weak smile. "I found the four Behemoths that were loose. There's no need to worry now."
Even Tromell was surprised that he took down three of those monstrous creatures in such a short time, and whisper came among the Guado that were starting to gather around their young Master. But he was used to it. In several ways he had shown these people that age wasn't everything when it came to strength and leadership.
The whispers continued for only a few moments, but they died out as cheers erupted when a male Guado shouted as loud as he could, "Three cheers for Master Yenvie, the greatest Emperor in all of Spira!"
Now the town was loud and full of happiness again, and he couldn't help but feel at ease and grin a bit. There was no need to feel so tense in his home. He was about to walk inside of his home at the far end of Guadosalam when he felt something kick at his leg. He was alert again, and then he realized it was just Yuna's baby. The leather bag he had strapped around one shoulder had its pockets down to his legs.
"Everyone!" He said, getting their attention again. He waited until the small whispers that were floating around were gone, and then he spoke again. Though his voice sounded young and childish, it was powerful. "The Behemoths aren't the only thing that was coming our way."
More whispering and gossip. They died down. "As most of you know our Empire and place in the world fell five years ago, when my elder brother, Seymour, was killed. He had died at the hands of his wife and now widow, Yuna Braska, a human Summoner. As I traveled back home, I happened to see her."
He waited for the voices to die down again before he spoke a second time. "She has with her the daughter of the leader Al Bhed, Rikku if I recall, and a boy with Lucan attire. She wants to see the Farplane, but when she comes, she might be a little distraught."
There was silence for a while; everyone thought he was going to tell why. He always left them on cliffhangers like this when he did a public speaking among their small home but Tromell was the one Guado brave enough to ask, "Why?"
"Good Question," Yenvie said, reaching into his bag. When he pulled out the baby, who had stopped crying, there was a gasp that spread throughout the entire audience. But unlike before where he held the baby roughly, he held it like a jewel in his arms. He didn't smile though, he she curled up near his chest or when she took interest in his long four inch nails. He looked back at the Guado, who were literally stunned by a human baby.
"This," he continued on, "This is my sister-in-law's daughter, and in other words, my niece. Seymour's would-be child. I happened to snatch her during a small argument. But even though she might say so, don't listen to her: I did not take this baby to kill her."
There were some sighs of relief coming from the crowd, mostly from female Guado with young children of their own. "No. The Guado will never stoop so low as to kill a child for revenge. She is only a mere hostage for future plans."
He quieted for a second, then turned to Tromell who was alert and listening intently to every word of his Master's. "Do you remember the plan I made to try and bring my brother back?"
"Yes, Master Yenvie," he replied wearily, bowing slightly in the process. "The plan to sacrifice Guado lives with the enchantment hex? Yes Sir, I do remember."
"Well, we may not have to use Guado lives. Three humans should be enough, shouldn't they? And even better, the one who killed my bother within the trio? What could be greater?"
"N-Nothing Sir! This is great news!"
This time the crowds were loud and boisterous again; everyone was overjoyed by the news. One by one people came of to him and congratulated them for such a wonderful plan. There was laughing, and celebrating because they didn't have to sacrifice any of their own; they acted like Yuna wasn't going to come, and what would happen if she saw this lonely village like this once she stumbled in?
"Tromell," He whispered, gaining his elder servants attention. "We have to keep up an image that we are powerful. We can't be having Yuna come in on the day of her death, watching us act like this. We have an image to keep up for the humans."
"Yes Master Yenvie," Tromell agreed. While Yenvie walked on towards his palace-like home, he hear Tromell talking about his plans and how they would work it out. When he walked inside, instead of walking up the stairs that were lined on both sides of the room, he went through the door in the center between them. He came to a room with a round table piled with fruit in the center and tables. He never changed what this room looked like; he knew it was his brother's favorite, and it was also his.
Kaikou squirmed a little in his arms, grabbing his attention mildly, but she only pulled on his shirt with her fingers and then she calmed down again. No, he wasn't going to hurt a child. He wouldn't dare; it would only cause a bad name for them, and what if the humans did the same thing to one of his Guado? He didn't want to think of starting so much chaos. But what was he going to do with the baby then if her Mother was going to die?
"Maybe it wouldn't matter if I killed the baby," he said mostly to himself. "By killing Yuna, I'll have already started an uproar. Maybe I shouldn't take their lives. I don't know if that's what they want. I know I want it, but what would the others think? I know they probably act like that only in front of me."
Forget it, he thought. This is too tiring to think about now. He was home again, that's what mattered, and if he wanted to kill Yuna, her friends, and the baby that's just what he'll do. And so what if it started something between the Guado and the humans? He wasn't Seymour, he would win. And even so, by sacrificing their lives, perhaps Seymour will come back. He had fooled them to believe he would surely come again, but he wasn't so convinced himself. "I wonder what's happening in the Farplane now."
Suddenly he wasn't in the same room anymore, but he was on the busy streets of Zanerkand, or in the Farplane's words, 'Dead-Zanerkand'. There were lights, tourists, stands and attractions, and loud crowds bustling in and out of each other. Seymour always thought that he was seeing the Fayth's dream, but what he was really seeing was the Farplane.
The people walked right through him, completely unaware of the watchful eye around them. This was their normal lives now, in the Dead World. He wasn't sure what happened after, because he noticed that the years did in fact go by and that people grew old. Or at least, some of them. Once when he came, he saw a glowing emerald sea of light float over the sky, and many looked up in wonder. He saw children pointing to it, both Guado and human, their eyes glowing. And as it traveled through the sky it gradually flowed downwards through the walls of the buildings, but all the people did was stand there. And when he saw it touch someone who looked around thirty or so, his body fell back lifelessly and disappeared into thin air before it hit the ground. It was mostly young adults and children left, and when it was over, they cheered happily. He heard someone call it 'Lifestream'.
His thoughts were interrupted when someone said the King was coming, and many cleared a path. He had seen the young man several times before, prowling the streets and talking to others with excitement in his voice, and he also recognized him as the boy whom Yuna left Seymour for. To think that this boy was considered a King of Zanerkand because they heard the news of Sin and he was the greatest blitzball player around. They had a horrible monarchy in his opinion.
"Hey guys!" Tidus shouted loudly, waving almost violently at everyone. People cheered back with excited voice, and young girls who fascinated and taken by his voice. "Is everyone ready for the third Aeon tournament for Zanerkand?"
"Yeah!" the crowd shouted in chorus, clapping their hands and screaming wildly. The young King nodded with satisfaction and then he shouted, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's get this party started!"
Yenvie was about to leave the world then, expecting everything to be drowned out in hysterical screams and celebration, but within a few seconds of everyone leaving, all was nearly silent, and at first he couldn't figure out why. It was the people who were closer to the King that had silenced first, and then it continued on like a pattern all the way back, and then he could hear a soft echoing whisper in his ear, saying "Wait."
Even the King looked around, wondering who had said these words so quietly, yet they had gotten the attention of the city. From behind him, coming out of the castle there was the audible sound of boots clicking on the ground and like a snake coming out of the shadows, there was a young man that stood there. His hair matched the color of the dark surroundings, and his eyes glowed a blood thirsty red. Whispers erupted from the people, but unlike the words he heard in his home, these were of fear.
"That guy looks creepy."
"What does he want his us?"
"Was that the guy who whispered that word?"
"He's dressed exactly like Sephiroth was five years ago."
"Yeah. you're right, he does have the same clothes!"
Sephiroth? Yenvie played the name in his mind, but nothing came. Who was Sephiroth? What happened five years ago? Was he someone bad?
"You," he whispered, pointing forward and past the King. To the young Guado's surprise, he was pointing at him! How? Wasn't this just a look over? As much as his heart started beating then, he knew he had to keep calm. At least no one else could see him.
"Come here," the young man said to Yenvie. The Guado walked forward cautiously, still holding the now sleeping Kaikou in his arms. When he was close enough so he was an arms length away from him, the man reached out and touched the baby, who barely reacted in return. The crowd jumped back and some even screamed.
"Wow! Did you see that?"
"That Guado just appeared out of nowhere!"
"Is that a baby in his hands?"
"How did that guy do that?"
Yenvie turned around swiftly and his heart started to beat faster. They could see him now? How? He looked behind him at the young man again and asked calmly, "Who are you?"
For a moment, he was quiet, just staring into Yenvie's fierce cold eyes, then he closed his own and his lips curled to a smile. When he spoke again, it was the same whisper that traveled among every soul before.
"For those who guessed who I guess, you're right," he started. "Thanks to Mother, Sephiroth is here again."
There we go! So, what do you think? Sephy is her, but why does he look like a young man? And why does he have red eyes? Who was that woman (I think you can guess now.)? Where the heck is Lakki?! And lastly, where is Yenvie in the living world now?! Did he just die too?! Well let me tell you..
I can't say. It'll be answered in later chapters, so just keep your pants on okay? ^_^ The next one will explain more and more, and from here on out the plot will me devilishly interesting. Hee hee hee. And plus, more characters, too. Can you decipher this? : C, T, Y, B, R, 1, 3, CD, V, CS, and last of all A! Tell me if you know the answer, okay?
Oh, and if you ever want to talk to me (I'm always looking for buddies to talk to ( ), send to chocobotac@bored.com . I tried to change it but it's haaaaaaaaaaard, and my computer stupid. -__-'
Demon Star: I'm so happy you like my story! ( Cheers !:)
Starlight: You know what, that's a good question. You see, there will be a future chapter that features Besaid island and their feelings towards their sons' death. It will be quite the chapter, with many things coming up
Grand Master FFX: Hi Alex! *gives hug* Nice to meet you! Let's be friends, okay? I'm Brittany!
Chapter Eight: The Farplane
"Rikku," Rhett said in a sympathetic manner, kneeling next to her and putting an arm around her shoulder. How could someone do something as sick as taking a child from their Mother? Sure, he never really liked the Guado, but for them to go and do something like this? It was just sick. He looked over to the other side of Rikku, where Yuna was. He thought she would be crying along with the Al Bhed. She was standing up, her hands balled so tightly he thought it would draw blood. She was looking at the sky, biting her lower lip in complete anger.
"You okay Yuna?" he asked, still comforting Rikku. She looked down at him, her eyes so cold and angry even he looked away and put his focus back on the saddened Mother. "Sorry I asked."
There was silence between the three for only a second, until Yuna spoke up, and it sounded like she had calmed a bit. "It's not your fault Rhett," she said. "It's not your fault at all. But. But we can't let him get away with what he's done! I don't care if he's my Brother or not!"
"That ain't like you one bit, Yuna."
"Well, someone has to do something!"
"Yunie's right," Rikku said in a hoarse whisper, but only because it was hard to talk. The two looked at her and through the pinkish raw face they saw a smile and a light in her green eyes. "We gotta do something. We can't just sit here and accept Yenvie's threat to my Kaikou!"
Rikku then started to fill up the firearm she already had out with ice bullets while Yuna also grabbed a Firearm from her friend. They acted like there was no time to lose, and talked in a rushed tone; both were ready to rescue the baby Al Bhed. Rhett was still sitting on the ground staring up at the two like they were crazy. Didn't they just see what that Guado boy do?
"You guys," he said in a weak voice, barely audible by the two girls. "You do understand he's just a kid that kills off Behemoths in mere seconds, right?"
"Yeah, so?" Rikku replied, a little rudely.
"Okay, just checking."
He shrugged, pushing himself off the ground and one at a time pulling the long sharp spikes that poked from his knuckles off and into a pocket-sized case until there were none left. Rikku looked at him hysterically and while the young boy was looking in the other direction, she pulled back her fist and slammed it into his face, sending him sliding on the ground. When he sat up, his clothes were dirtied by grass stains and a red mark was on his cheek.
"What the hell was that for?!" he shouted as loud as he could.
"What do you think?!?" she screamed back, just as loud. "Putting your weapons away while we're taking ours out! You big sissy! You're too scared to go out and get my baby, so you put your weapon away and were thinking about running off, weren't you?!"
"Maybe now I will, ya dirty bitch! I was just taking them off until we got there; you think I wanna have them on while we're running around in a bunch of tangled grass? What if I fell and I still had those on? Huh? It wouldn't just be just a scrape I'd get, I'll tell you that much!"
"Oh. yeah, sorry about hitting you then." It barely sounded like she was sorry at all. Nevertheless, he knew that was all he was going to get from her. "So, are you still going to come and help get my Kaikou back? Please say you will, Rhett.Please, please, please!"
How could he resist those gorgeous puppy eyes? "Yeah, sure. I got nothing better to do than risk my life to fight a Guado empire."
"Yay! Thank you SO much!"
Before he could stand up again from the previous fall he was tumbled over by the two girls who roughly hugged him on each side, Yuna squeezing his neck and Rikku his waist. At least he knew he was loved and for a second there, he felt like a pretty lucky guy. He's known Yuna for a few days and Rikku several hours, why shouldn't he feel lucky? Sure, they were a pain, but you had to admit, they were cute when they were happy. He hoped they would stay together more often, and who knows? Maybe they'll in turn for this help him find his Father?
"Guys," he said in a strained voice. "I can't breathe."
Yuna let go, giggling an apology and patting him on the head but typical Rikku she stayed nailed to the spot. "Get over it, we won't let you die."
Maybe he wasn't the luckiest man alive after all.
The moment Yenvie had stepped inside his isolated home, he felt all eyes stare at him, but he felt that none of them were glares. The voices that were bustling loudly had stopped jus to hear if he was going to say something. In the silence, he heard only the loud sound of someone's feet rushing towards him, and pushing through the crowd was a man with bright green hair. It twisted and mingled with other strands and stood on end, and his pace was pale and wrinkled. Nevertheless, he was strong and fast, but fortunately for the young child, he was as obedient as a lap dog.
"Master Yenvie!" He said in a deep and worried voice, stopping right and front of him and giving a quick bow. "Master Yenvie how lovely it is to see you again after seven days of absence."
"There was no need to worry, Tromell," he replied with a weak smile. "I found the four Behemoths that were loose. There's no need to worry now."
Even Tromell was surprised that he took down three of those monstrous creatures in such a short time, and whisper came among the Guado that were starting to gather around their young Master. But he was used to it. In several ways he had shown these people that age wasn't everything when it came to strength and leadership.
The whispers continued for only a few moments, but they died out as cheers erupted when a male Guado shouted as loud as he could, "Three cheers for Master Yenvie, the greatest Emperor in all of Spira!"
Now the town was loud and full of happiness again, and he couldn't help but feel at ease and grin a bit. There was no need to feel so tense in his home. He was about to walk inside of his home at the far end of Guadosalam when he felt something kick at his leg. He was alert again, and then he realized it was just Yuna's baby. The leather bag he had strapped around one shoulder had its pockets down to his legs.
"Everyone!" He said, getting their attention again. He waited until the small whispers that were floating around were gone, and then he spoke again. Though his voice sounded young and childish, it was powerful. "The Behemoths aren't the only thing that was coming our way."
More whispering and gossip. They died down. "As most of you know our Empire and place in the world fell five years ago, when my elder brother, Seymour, was killed. He had died at the hands of his wife and now widow, Yuna Braska, a human Summoner. As I traveled back home, I happened to see her."
He waited for the voices to die down again before he spoke a second time. "She has with her the daughter of the leader Al Bhed, Rikku if I recall, and a boy with Lucan attire. She wants to see the Farplane, but when she comes, she might be a little distraught."
There was silence for a while; everyone thought he was going to tell why. He always left them on cliffhangers like this when he did a public speaking among their small home but Tromell was the one Guado brave enough to ask, "Why?"
"Good Question," Yenvie said, reaching into his bag. When he pulled out the baby, who had stopped crying, there was a gasp that spread throughout the entire audience. But unlike before where he held the baby roughly, he held it like a jewel in his arms. He didn't smile though, he she curled up near his chest or when she took interest in his long four inch nails. He looked back at the Guado, who were literally stunned by a human baby.
"This," he continued on, "This is my sister-in-law's daughter, and in other words, my niece. Seymour's would-be child. I happened to snatch her during a small argument. But even though she might say so, don't listen to her: I did not take this baby to kill her."
There were some sighs of relief coming from the crowd, mostly from female Guado with young children of their own. "No. The Guado will never stoop so low as to kill a child for revenge. She is only a mere hostage for future plans."
He quieted for a second, then turned to Tromell who was alert and listening intently to every word of his Master's. "Do you remember the plan I made to try and bring my brother back?"
"Yes, Master Yenvie," he replied wearily, bowing slightly in the process. "The plan to sacrifice Guado lives with the enchantment hex? Yes Sir, I do remember."
"Well, we may not have to use Guado lives. Three humans should be enough, shouldn't they? And even better, the one who killed my bother within the trio? What could be greater?"
"N-Nothing Sir! This is great news!"
This time the crowds were loud and boisterous again; everyone was overjoyed by the news. One by one people came of to him and congratulated them for such a wonderful plan. There was laughing, and celebrating because they didn't have to sacrifice any of their own; they acted like Yuna wasn't going to come, and what would happen if she saw this lonely village like this once she stumbled in?
"Tromell," He whispered, gaining his elder servants attention. "We have to keep up an image that we are powerful. We can't be having Yuna come in on the day of her death, watching us act like this. We have an image to keep up for the humans."
"Yes Master Yenvie," Tromell agreed. While Yenvie walked on towards his palace-like home, he hear Tromell talking about his plans and how they would work it out. When he walked inside, instead of walking up the stairs that were lined on both sides of the room, he went through the door in the center between them. He came to a room with a round table piled with fruit in the center and tables. He never changed what this room looked like; he knew it was his brother's favorite, and it was also his.
Kaikou squirmed a little in his arms, grabbing his attention mildly, but she only pulled on his shirt with her fingers and then she calmed down again. No, he wasn't going to hurt a child. He wouldn't dare; it would only cause a bad name for them, and what if the humans did the same thing to one of his Guado? He didn't want to think of starting so much chaos. But what was he going to do with the baby then if her Mother was going to die?
"Maybe it wouldn't matter if I killed the baby," he said mostly to himself. "By killing Yuna, I'll have already started an uproar. Maybe I shouldn't take their lives. I don't know if that's what they want. I know I want it, but what would the others think? I know they probably act like that only in front of me."
Forget it, he thought. This is too tiring to think about now. He was home again, that's what mattered, and if he wanted to kill Yuna, her friends, and the baby that's just what he'll do. And so what if it started something between the Guado and the humans? He wasn't Seymour, he would win. And even so, by sacrificing their lives, perhaps Seymour will come back. He had fooled them to believe he would surely come again, but he wasn't so convinced himself. "I wonder what's happening in the Farplane now."
Suddenly he wasn't in the same room anymore, but he was on the busy streets of Zanerkand, or in the Farplane's words, 'Dead-Zanerkand'. There were lights, tourists, stands and attractions, and loud crowds bustling in and out of each other. Seymour always thought that he was seeing the Fayth's dream, but what he was really seeing was the Farplane.
The people walked right through him, completely unaware of the watchful eye around them. This was their normal lives now, in the Dead World. He wasn't sure what happened after, because he noticed that the years did in fact go by and that people grew old. Or at least, some of them. Once when he came, he saw a glowing emerald sea of light float over the sky, and many looked up in wonder. He saw children pointing to it, both Guado and human, their eyes glowing. And as it traveled through the sky it gradually flowed downwards through the walls of the buildings, but all the people did was stand there. And when he saw it touch someone who looked around thirty or so, his body fell back lifelessly and disappeared into thin air before it hit the ground. It was mostly young adults and children left, and when it was over, they cheered happily. He heard someone call it 'Lifestream'.
His thoughts were interrupted when someone said the King was coming, and many cleared a path. He had seen the young man several times before, prowling the streets and talking to others with excitement in his voice, and he also recognized him as the boy whom Yuna left Seymour for. To think that this boy was considered a King of Zanerkand because they heard the news of Sin and he was the greatest blitzball player around. They had a horrible monarchy in his opinion.
"Hey guys!" Tidus shouted loudly, waving almost violently at everyone. People cheered back with excited voice, and young girls who fascinated and taken by his voice. "Is everyone ready for the third Aeon tournament for Zanerkand?"
"Yeah!" the crowd shouted in chorus, clapping their hands and screaming wildly. The young King nodded with satisfaction and then he shouted, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's get this party started!"
Yenvie was about to leave the world then, expecting everything to be drowned out in hysterical screams and celebration, but within a few seconds of everyone leaving, all was nearly silent, and at first he couldn't figure out why. It was the people who were closer to the King that had silenced first, and then it continued on like a pattern all the way back, and then he could hear a soft echoing whisper in his ear, saying "Wait."
Even the King looked around, wondering who had said these words so quietly, yet they had gotten the attention of the city. From behind him, coming out of the castle there was the audible sound of boots clicking on the ground and like a snake coming out of the shadows, there was a young man that stood there. His hair matched the color of the dark surroundings, and his eyes glowed a blood thirsty red. Whispers erupted from the people, but unlike the words he heard in his home, these were of fear.
"That guy looks creepy."
"What does he want his us?"
"Was that the guy who whispered that word?"
"He's dressed exactly like Sephiroth was five years ago."
"Yeah. you're right, he does have the same clothes!"
Sephiroth? Yenvie played the name in his mind, but nothing came. Who was Sephiroth? What happened five years ago? Was he someone bad?
"You," he whispered, pointing forward and past the King. To the young Guado's surprise, he was pointing at him! How? Wasn't this just a look over? As much as his heart started beating then, he knew he had to keep calm. At least no one else could see him.
"Come here," the young man said to Yenvie. The Guado walked forward cautiously, still holding the now sleeping Kaikou in his arms. When he was close enough so he was an arms length away from him, the man reached out and touched the baby, who barely reacted in return. The crowd jumped back and some even screamed.
"Wow! Did you see that?"
"That Guado just appeared out of nowhere!"
"Is that a baby in his hands?"
"How did that guy do that?"
Yenvie turned around swiftly and his heart started to beat faster. They could see him now? How? He looked behind him at the young man again and asked calmly, "Who are you?"
For a moment, he was quiet, just staring into Yenvie's fierce cold eyes, then he closed his own and his lips curled to a smile. When he spoke again, it was the same whisper that traveled among every soul before.
"For those who guessed who I guess, you're right," he started. "Thanks to Mother, Sephiroth is here again."
There we go! So, what do you think? Sephy is her, but why does he look like a young man? And why does he have red eyes? Who was that woman (I think you can guess now.)? Where the heck is Lakki?! And lastly, where is Yenvie in the living world now?! Did he just die too?! Well let me tell you..
I can't say. It'll be answered in later chapters, so just keep your pants on okay? ^_^ The next one will explain more and more, and from here on out the plot will me devilishly interesting. Hee hee hee. And plus, more characters, too. Can you decipher this? : C, T, Y, B, R, 1, 3, CD, V, CS, and last of all A! Tell me if you know the answer, okay?
Oh, and if you ever want to talk to me (I'm always looking for buddies to talk to ( ), send to chocobotac@bored.com . I tried to change it but it's haaaaaaaaaaard, and my computer stupid. -__-'
Demon Star: I'm so happy you like my story! ( Cheers !:)
Starlight: You know what, that's a good question. You see, there will be a future chapter that features Besaid island and their feelings towards their sons' death. It will be quite the chapter, with many things coming up
Grand Master FFX: Hi Alex! *gives hug* Nice to meet you! Let's be friends, okay? I'm Brittany!