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2. A statement to save ones own ass.
I don't own Final Fantasy X, or Dogma, from which I took the above idea. Oh
well, ONWARD!!
Reluctant Visitor
Chapter 4
Vnot Al Giarg Ir Nyhy?
(What Is Going On Here?)
They all ran towards the temple. Anthony was stumbling and almost tripping on the children that followed them all. They thought it was a game. Anthony couldn't help but smile at their laughter. He also couldn't help but swear as he tripped on the steps to the temple while he was staring at the children. He sprang up quickly and began to follow the others inside the round stone building.
Anthony sprinted up the stairs and into the small hallways of the trials. He then stopped suddenly. The hallway ended with only a small, circular hole. He swore, and turned around. He reached the staircase again within seconds. He swore, louder and more. potently. He turned again, and when he reached the wall, he shouted the worst word that came to mind.
Yuna heard a loud shout from the chambers above. She couldn't understand the words, but judging by the tone, that was a blessing.
"Wakka, would you- -?"
"Three steps ahead of ya!" He shouted, already on the elevator going up.
Anthony stood in the middle of the hall, swearing at the fact that he couldn't find THE FRIGGIN' DOOR! The swearing started again. He kicked the wall.
"Hey brudda, what are ya just standin' around for?" Wakka said as the wall rose in the middle of the hall.
"Where the HELL WERE YOU!?!?" Anthony shouted.
"Never mind dat. Just come on, Yuna's waiting for us."
Anthony started to yell, but Wakka was already leaving, so he simply ran onto the elevator with him.
Yuna saw heard the elevator rather than saw it, but started to open the Fayth's chambers anyway. As it opened, the hymn that had been present since she had entered the chambers. But the voice was new. This wasn't the voice that had been there when she had come here before. This was a man's voice, deeper and gruffer. It sounded extremely familiar, but Yuna couldn't, no, impossible. Never could happen.
Anthony couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was a statue, colorful and almost glowing with a gentle light. It had the soft shape of a bird, or was it a woman? His vision was slightly obstructed by the rose colored glass that coated the statue in a circle. He stood in wonder.
Yuna kneeled and began to pray. It seemed familiar, nostalgic. She smiled, as her wrists crossed above her head. They came down into that same position, right hand above, left bellow, as if holding a blitzball. She bowed her head and held it there. When she sat up, she began again.
Anthony was still in awe at the statue. He hadn't even realized he had approached the statue. He walked even farther, until he actually was upon the Fayth. He kneeled to see better, leaning on his arm. The glass was warm. It seemed alive.
Suddenly, a shock ran up his arm, to his spine and seemed to pop in his forehead. He felt as though the world stopped. His skull felt like it was bound tightly with invisible ropes. He reached up and grabbed his forehead with his left hand.
'Hello?' a man's voice, echoing, where did it come from? 'Did it work? Can you hear me?'
What the hell? Who is that? Anthony though.
'It worked! Who is this, Wakka, or maybe Kimahri? Is it one of you?' The voice asked.
'What, no, this is Anthony, whom do I have the pleasure of speaking with?' even mentally, Anthony's voice dripped with sarcasm and obvious distrust for whoever this mental invader was.
'Damn! Is Yu-Lady Yuna around, Anthony? Was it? I need to talk to her, fast.' The voice was urgent, pleading.
'Hold on, she's right there but--'
'I need to talk to her! Let me--'
"Shut up for a second!" Anthony said aloud. The others stared at him, but he wasn't even looking at them. 'How can you talk to them? For all I know, I've just gone crazy due to stress and developed a second personality. There's no way I'm letting them know I'm nuts.'
'Listen, just let me use your body; it's just like watching a sphere, but only using your own eyes. You can even interrupt if you want to, just please, let me speak.'
'So, I just. What do I do exactly?'
'Just relax. It won't hurt you, so just be calm.'
'I'm always calm. Hold on, before I let you do this, what's your name?'
'My name is Tidus.'
'The legendary guardian guy?' Anthony finished. 'All right. You're on man.'
Yuna stared at Anthony. He was kneeling on the Fayth, mouthing words. His head was down so she only saw the top of his head. His head slowly rose up.
"Yuna". The voice that came from his throat was different. It was a bit higher than usual, but it still felt deep and troubled. Like he was talking to someone who he hadn't spoken to in years.
"Anthony? Are you okay? Maybe you should go outside again."
" He's not here right now. Yuna, listen to me carefully. Go to Bevelle. Please, just go there and look for the Path of the Dead. Please." He was pleading. He seemed on the edge of tears.
"Anthony, you're really starting to scare me. What are you talking about?"
"Yuna, you can't tell? Anthony isn't here right now."
"Hey man, that was creepy, cut down on that stuff," Anthony's voice was normal, and his head was pointing a bit to the left, staring at something not there.
"Sorry, got a bit carried away. Won't happen again, promise," The other voice, Yuna had started to think of it as another person, or at least persona. He looked in the opposite direction, just slightly.
"Go on, this is getting interesting," said the original voice.
"Yuna, please. Just do this for me,"
"And who are you?"
"You're never gonna believe me"
"She will, man. Go for it,"
"Yuna, It's me. Tidus." There was a long silence. Then suddenly Wakka spoke out.
"Hey man! I don't care if you gone crazy! You DON"T mess around like that!!"
"Wakka, SHUT UP!" The original Anthony had returned. "One, I'm not crazy! Two, Let the guy speak!"
"I'm done. I've said my piece. Yuna. I hope you don't hold this against him." Yuna was kneeling there, in front of the fayth. "Yuna, I don't want you to think any less of this guy. He did this out of choice. Sort of. Yuna, remember, at Gagazet, I took the sphere. Your last thoughts. You wanted to remind Wakka and Lulu of the better times. T the end, you had to- -".
"Tidus? Is it really you? Tidus!" She started to run at Anthony's kneeling form, but Wakka held her back, obviously still doubting Anthony's sanity.
'You did it, she believes you. Good thing, or Wakka would kill me.' Anthony though.
"Yuna, I never got to tell you. Yuna, I--"
"Nyu! Vnot ohy uie diarg? Tnal al jihbaddyr ti tny Dhyocl!" A new voice came from Anthony's mouth.
"Ahhh!! God damn it!" A sharp pain hit him. It felt like a burning hot wedge had jut been slammed through his head. 'Anthony fell to his knees. Bent over, grabbing his temples, he was almost crying in agony. 'Tidus! I thought this wasn't gonna hurt!'
'It's not-hey! What the, give it-- Ahh!' Another pain lanced through Anthony's skull.
"Anthony, what's happening?" Yuna asked. "Is Tidus Ok?" Yuna immediately regretted that. It sounded callous.
"Rikku, what's he sayin'?" Wakka asked, watching this scene.
"I don't know, it's not Al Behd, but it sounds a bit like it."
"Gyt ovou jhic nyhy! Toky nac ovou!"
"OWW!"
"Get awa--"
"Ltip!"
"GET OUT!!!" Anthony screamed, arching his back so much as to fall off the fayth. Then the oh-so-familiar darkness claimed him.
A.N. Damn! Took me long enough to finish this one. Thanks to all those who support me. There are 10 of you; not counting repeated reviews, or me and my idiot brother. To answer questions and give my, meaningless, opinion.
Ark Dragon: I thank you for your submission. However, I have the whole thing mapped out mentally, so no character submissions. Maybe next fic. Sorry.
Chris Poirier: FINALLY!!! Actual criticism on my writing! I feel, complete. And I agree. I feel that the characters are a bit rushed, but I don't know anything about certain characters, like Rikku and Kimahri. I want to get them out of the fic, and then, get to the good parts, like the actual ACTION of this action/adventure fic.
Qui-ti: 1. Wow, I think I know more about you than my friends I see everyday. 2. I TOLD you. YOU'RE IN!!! Just give it a few chapters. (Ark, she was in from the start. Sorry.)
Rock-star-vt: Thank you. I really doubt my Rikku work, though. It just doesn't feel right. Neither does Tidus, but there's an excuse for that. Tidus is different because of overwhelming emotional distress and the fact that he just got a second chance to talk to the woman he loves. You know, stuff like that. So, he'll be done better in the next chapters.
Thank you all. This wouldn't even exist if it weren't for people reading and reviewing like you. That's how I started. Just start up. It's easy enough. n_n.
If you want to know what the words are that are apparently being spoken in another language, it's Al Behd, translated to Al Behd. A word translated to Al Behd, then the Al Behd word translated to Al Behd. If you want to know what it says, get out that trusty Al Behd translator, and translate the words from Al Behd to English, then the same thing again.
Oh, and please, some one tell me a good sub-genre, there isn't much action yet.
Trashalanach!
~Target~
Reluctant Visitor
Chapter 4
Vnot Al Giarg Ir Nyhy?
(What Is Going On Here?)
They all ran towards the temple. Anthony was stumbling and almost tripping on the children that followed them all. They thought it was a game. Anthony couldn't help but smile at their laughter. He also couldn't help but swear as he tripped on the steps to the temple while he was staring at the children. He sprang up quickly and began to follow the others inside the round stone building.
Anthony sprinted up the stairs and into the small hallways of the trials. He then stopped suddenly. The hallway ended with only a small, circular hole. He swore, and turned around. He reached the staircase again within seconds. He swore, louder and more. potently. He turned again, and when he reached the wall, he shouted the worst word that came to mind.
Yuna heard a loud shout from the chambers above. She couldn't understand the words, but judging by the tone, that was a blessing.
"Wakka, would you- -?"
"Three steps ahead of ya!" He shouted, already on the elevator going up.
Anthony stood in the middle of the hall, swearing at the fact that he couldn't find THE FRIGGIN' DOOR! The swearing started again. He kicked the wall.
"Hey brudda, what are ya just standin' around for?" Wakka said as the wall rose in the middle of the hall.
"Where the HELL WERE YOU!?!?" Anthony shouted.
"Never mind dat. Just come on, Yuna's waiting for us."
Anthony started to yell, but Wakka was already leaving, so he simply ran onto the elevator with him.
Yuna saw heard the elevator rather than saw it, but started to open the Fayth's chambers anyway. As it opened, the hymn that had been present since she had entered the chambers. But the voice was new. This wasn't the voice that had been there when she had come here before. This was a man's voice, deeper and gruffer. It sounded extremely familiar, but Yuna couldn't, no, impossible. Never could happen.
Anthony couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was a statue, colorful and almost glowing with a gentle light. It had the soft shape of a bird, or was it a woman? His vision was slightly obstructed by the rose colored glass that coated the statue in a circle. He stood in wonder.
Yuna kneeled and began to pray. It seemed familiar, nostalgic. She smiled, as her wrists crossed above her head. They came down into that same position, right hand above, left bellow, as if holding a blitzball. She bowed her head and held it there. When she sat up, she began again.
Anthony was still in awe at the statue. He hadn't even realized he had approached the statue. He walked even farther, until he actually was upon the Fayth. He kneeled to see better, leaning on his arm. The glass was warm. It seemed alive.
Suddenly, a shock ran up his arm, to his spine and seemed to pop in his forehead. He felt as though the world stopped. His skull felt like it was bound tightly with invisible ropes. He reached up and grabbed his forehead with his left hand.
'Hello?' a man's voice, echoing, where did it come from? 'Did it work? Can you hear me?'
What the hell? Who is that? Anthony though.
'It worked! Who is this, Wakka, or maybe Kimahri? Is it one of you?' The voice asked.
'What, no, this is Anthony, whom do I have the pleasure of speaking with?' even mentally, Anthony's voice dripped with sarcasm and obvious distrust for whoever this mental invader was.
'Damn! Is Yu-Lady Yuna around, Anthony? Was it? I need to talk to her, fast.' The voice was urgent, pleading.
'Hold on, she's right there but--'
'I need to talk to her! Let me--'
"Shut up for a second!" Anthony said aloud. The others stared at him, but he wasn't even looking at them. 'How can you talk to them? For all I know, I've just gone crazy due to stress and developed a second personality. There's no way I'm letting them know I'm nuts.'
'Listen, just let me use your body; it's just like watching a sphere, but only using your own eyes. You can even interrupt if you want to, just please, let me speak.'
'So, I just. What do I do exactly?'
'Just relax. It won't hurt you, so just be calm.'
'I'm always calm. Hold on, before I let you do this, what's your name?'
'My name is Tidus.'
'The legendary guardian guy?' Anthony finished. 'All right. You're on man.'
Yuna stared at Anthony. He was kneeling on the Fayth, mouthing words. His head was down so she only saw the top of his head. His head slowly rose up.
"Yuna". The voice that came from his throat was different. It was a bit higher than usual, but it still felt deep and troubled. Like he was talking to someone who he hadn't spoken to in years.
"Anthony? Are you okay? Maybe you should go outside again."
" He's not here right now. Yuna, listen to me carefully. Go to Bevelle. Please, just go there and look for the Path of the Dead. Please." He was pleading. He seemed on the edge of tears.
"Anthony, you're really starting to scare me. What are you talking about?"
"Yuna, you can't tell? Anthony isn't here right now."
"Hey man, that was creepy, cut down on that stuff," Anthony's voice was normal, and his head was pointing a bit to the left, staring at something not there.
"Sorry, got a bit carried away. Won't happen again, promise," The other voice, Yuna had started to think of it as another person, or at least persona. He looked in the opposite direction, just slightly.
"Go on, this is getting interesting," said the original voice.
"Yuna, please. Just do this for me,"
"And who are you?"
"You're never gonna believe me"
"She will, man. Go for it,"
"Yuna, It's me. Tidus." There was a long silence. Then suddenly Wakka spoke out.
"Hey man! I don't care if you gone crazy! You DON"T mess around like that!!"
"Wakka, SHUT UP!" The original Anthony had returned. "One, I'm not crazy! Two, Let the guy speak!"
"I'm done. I've said my piece. Yuna. I hope you don't hold this against him." Yuna was kneeling there, in front of the fayth. "Yuna, I don't want you to think any less of this guy. He did this out of choice. Sort of. Yuna, remember, at Gagazet, I took the sphere. Your last thoughts. You wanted to remind Wakka and Lulu of the better times. T the end, you had to- -".
"Tidus? Is it really you? Tidus!" She started to run at Anthony's kneeling form, but Wakka held her back, obviously still doubting Anthony's sanity.
'You did it, she believes you. Good thing, or Wakka would kill me.' Anthony though.
"Yuna, I never got to tell you. Yuna, I--"
"Nyu! Vnot ohy uie diarg? Tnal al jihbaddyr ti tny Dhyocl!" A new voice came from Anthony's mouth.
"Ahhh!! God damn it!" A sharp pain hit him. It felt like a burning hot wedge had jut been slammed through his head. 'Anthony fell to his knees. Bent over, grabbing his temples, he was almost crying in agony. 'Tidus! I thought this wasn't gonna hurt!'
'It's not-hey! What the, give it-- Ahh!' Another pain lanced through Anthony's skull.
"Anthony, what's happening?" Yuna asked. "Is Tidus Ok?" Yuna immediately regretted that. It sounded callous.
"Rikku, what's he sayin'?" Wakka asked, watching this scene.
"I don't know, it's not Al Behd, but it sounds a bit like it."
"Gyt ovou jhic nyhy! Toky nac ovou!"
"OWW!"
"Get awa--"
"Ltip!"
"GET OUT!!!" Anthony screamed, arching his back so much as to fall off the fayth. Then the oh-so-familiar darkness claimed him.
A.N. Damn! Took me long enough to finish this one. Thanks to all those who support me. There are 10 of you; not counting repeated reviews, or me and my idiot brother. To answer questions and give my, meaningless, opinion.
Ark Dragon: I thank you for your submission. However, I have the whole thing mapped out mentally, so no character submissions. Maybe next fic. Sorry.
Chris Poirier: FINALLY!!! Actual criticism on my writing! I feel, complete. And I agree. I feel that the characters are a bit rushed, but I don't know anything about certain characters, like Rikku and Kimahri. I want to get them out of the fic, and then, get to the good parts, like the actual ACTION of this action/adventure fic.
Qui-ti: 1. Wow, I think I know more about you than my friends I see everyday. 2. I TOLD you. YOU'RE IN!!! Just give it a few chapters. (Ark, she was in from the start. Sorry.)
Rock-star-vt: Thank you. I really doubt my Rikku work, though. It just doesn't feel right. Neither does Tidus, but there's an excuse for that. Tidus is different because of overwhelming emotional distress and the fact that he just got a second chance to talk to the woman he loves. You know, stuff like that. So, he'll be done better in the next chapters.
Thank you all. This wouldn't even exist if it weren't for people reading and reviewing like you. That's how I started. Just start up. It's easy enough. n_n.
If you want to know what the words are that are apparently being spoken in another language, it's Al Behd, translated to Al Behd. A word translated to Al Behd, then the Al Behd word translated to Al Behd. If you want to know what it says, get out that trusty Al Behd translator, and translate the words from Al Behd to English, then the same thing again.
Oh, and please, some one tell me a good sub-genre, there isn't much action yet.
Trashalanach!
~Target~