Final Fantasy X: Journey
"How could this have happened?" Yuna moaned, pounding one fist onto the pillow and burying her face alongside it. Lulu watched, silently.
"Come on, Yunie! Snap out of it! We gotta stop Seymour!" Rikku said, jumping up and down. She grit her teeth, trying to think of another way to motivate Yuna.
Wakka entered, carrying World Champion and the Onion Knight. "I figure these'll come in handy," he said, grinning. He twirled World Champion on his middle finger.
"Oh, yeah! Hang on; I'll be right back!" Rikku dashed away, giggling. Yuna sat up, staring miserably at the floor, wondering what was next.
Rikku ran back in, but now she was proudly armed with Godhand, which she quickly swiped harmlessly through the air. "Cool, huh?"
"It's nice . . ." Yuna said listlessly. "You all still have your weapons, but what could I possibly use? I can't use a staff anymore; it's useless."
"Well, I got a couple of Al Bhed handguns you could use," Rikku offered.
"And besides, Yuna, you've still got some magic in there somewhere," Lulu said, smiling and pointing her finger in Yuna's forehead.
"You're right," Yuna agreed, standing up. She smiled. "Let's get to work!"
* * *
"No money, no ride," the man said, planting his feet firmly on the plank of the S.S. Liki. Tida stomped her foot impatiently, glowering at him.
"This is important! I have to get to—" Tida cut herself off, and instead pulled out the Brotherhood, which she'd conveniently found on display in the square.
"I'm getting on this boat, and it would be easier if you'd just move the hell out of my way!" Tida snapped, bringing the Brotherhood to the man's neck.
Fearing for his life, the man stepped aside, allowing Tida to pass. Tida moved past him, eyeing the S.S. Liki wearily. What a way to travel.
Kilika, she thought, my next stop.
"Hey, you!"
Tida rolled her eyes and pulled away from the railing, one hand still resting on it casually. "Who's calling, because I don't have time for it."
"Well, I was just going to ask if you're a blitzer," the teen said, raising his eyebrows.
"No."
"Oh. Well, uh, you look like one," he said, putting one hand behind his head. Tida snorted, and returned to her comfortable position on the rail, staring over the sea. "Oh well."
—
Tida despised waiting; she leapt overboard onto the dock instead of standing in line to get off. She glanced around, wondering which way the temple was.
Cautiously, she grabbed an elderly man. "Excuse me, but which way's the temple?"
"What's a young girl like you wanting to go to a temple for?" he asked, squinting up at her.
"I just—I just wanted to see it before the S.S. Winno comes tomorrow," Tida said. It wasn't a total lie, she supposed.
"Well, it's up that ways a bit. Just follow the paths—be careful, now, though. There's still fiends about," the old man told her, pointing off to the west.
"Thank you," Tida said, running off. So what if people thought she was crazy? She was on a mission to save Spira.
And revenge on the side wasn't a bad dish either.
Tida made her way through the jungle with only a few minor scraps and stings—for giant bugs, those things could really hurt!
The only real problem had been the yellow element. Tida could remember Aunt Lulu teaching her Water, but it'd been so long ago, she could hardly remember how to conjure it.
The Kilika Temple was supposed to be the fire temple, Tida recalled. She stood on the glass dome, looking down at the fires burning endlessly beneath. She smiled; fire had always amused her, especially when Aunt Lulu had caught Uncle Wakka with Firaga because he'd touched dinner before it was time to eat.
Tida looked up at the temple, shielding her eyes against the hot sun. Boy, Kilika was sizzling.
"Whatcha lookin' at?"
Tida turned around, immediately spying the boy from the ship. "None of your business." She turned on her heel and disappeared inside, leaving him staring after her.
The priest greeted her, smiling and bowing. "Welcome, welcome!"
Tida raised one eyebrow skeptically, her gaze shifting automatically to the door leading to the Cloister of Trials.
"Care to try your will at the Trials?" the priest asked, smiling. It was something the local teens liked to do, and it changed each time.
"Sure." Tida said, smirking. She ran up the steps and vanished.
"Interesting girl. Reminds me of Sir . . . No, no. It couldn't possibly be," the priest glanced back up at the doors, unsure of what he was about to say.
Now inside, Tida wondered what had possessed her mother to go on a pilgrimage. She dodged a spurt of fire and rolled into the next chamber.
Solving this Cloister wasn't as simple as Besaid Temple's. But that could have been because she'd solved it so many times. Tida shrugged her thoughts away and finished solving the mysteries.
The Chamber of the Fayth was dark, Tida noted. It seemed all of them were going to be shadowy and a little spooky. Tida stepped up to the glass and knelt down. Thinking of what her mother used to do, Tida clasped her hands together, and prayed.
The fayth rose from the glass, and hovered a few feet above it, looking down at Tida, who stopped praying and looked back up at it.
"Why have you come to disturb my sleep?" the fayth asked.
"Please, I've come to ask your help," Tida said.
"My help? I have already given my help to the people of Spira. Summoners are no more."
"Yes, but, Spira is in danger again. I have to stop him from destroying it!" Tida burst out, coming to her feet and seeming to grab the air with her hand.
The fayth paused then, watching her. "You are Yuna's daughter."
Tida gasped. "How do you . . .?"
"I will give you the power. Take my aeon, Ifrit. It is the least I can do for you, after we took your father from you and your mother. Especially since it was he who freed us and allowed us to sleep."
"Thank you!"
"Summon me only if you need me. Do not abuse your power, Summoner Tida."
—
Tida emerged from the Cloister of Trials smiling broadly and laughing inside. She was a summoner, just like her mother and grandfather! The fayth were giving her power. She could feel it.
Tida's smile faded a bit as she caught sight of the boy staring up at her, eyebrows raised. He approached her, his footsteps drawing closer and closer. Tida descended the stairs, but was halted when he stopped in front of her.
"What were you doing in there?" he asked.
"Solving the Trials," Tida replied, shrugging. She started to push by him but he clocked her path.
"You're lying. You went into the Chamber of the Fayth. I can read it in your eyes."
"What? Why would I go—"
"You went and prayed to the fayth. I know they're giving you power," he leaned closer, to her ear, "Lady Tida."
"How do you know who I am?" Tida's voice was barely above a whisper.
"Outside. Come on."
Okay, I decided to go ahead and post Chapter 4. But, if I don't get more reviews, I WILL stop posting and move on to another story. Sorry, but that's how I feel. Thanks to those of you who did care to review. Lata.
Angel of the Faith
Disclaimer: I do not own anything borrowed from FFX. I do, however, own Tida and Chappu and Chappu's weapons.