So how's everyone enjoying the story? I also got a sequel underway, but you'd have to read my profile for further details. There will also be another about Rikku and what happened to her when the Gullwings split up. So stay tuned for my otha' stora'!
Author's Notes:Okay this chapter is kinda rated R for a lot o' violence. So yeah. Read if you must.
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Chapter # 5:Psychos and Shadows
Rikku looked back to see the elevator doors shut. She grunted and followed Paine into action, the thought of having a comrade abandon her didn't seem right. Sure he was coming back but she sure didn't know that. Rikku stabbed at some spore-like monsters and then went for a crab-like fiend with slime oozing from it's monstrous jaws. Paine got to it first and put it to rest with one slice. Rikku daggered over it and pushed one of her knives into a large, more burtal being. It leaked out blood after it's blow and grabbed her by the neck. It pushed her against the wall and tightened it's grip, it's long sharp nails dug into her flesh, piercing it. Small droplets of blood squeezed out through it's fingernails. Rikku grasped hold of it's arm and tried to push it away, but it was too strong. A gattling roar of a gun pushed it away, she grasped her neck and maassaged the pain. She stabbed her blade into it, it squeeled as it died away. Rikku saw Jet finally came back with his gun and was now going for another coyote. The sneak attack was clever, but surprises like these pissed the hell out of her.
"Alright? It looked like it woulda' squeezed you to a pulp!" Jet shouted over the noise. Rikku had thought of saying "what do you care" but it didn't seem right. Besides, he seemed to worry about her....some times. He took out a few more and then there was deep silence. They disappeared with a black bang. Peering out from behind the bar was Barkeeper, nearly scared to death. He was shivering violently as he pulled himself up, Jet shoved his gun into the sheath and folded his arms. He sat on a side-turned crate as Buddy and Brother came through the door.
"Thanks guys, now we oughta' be focusing on Besaid. That Hacker dude seems.....different. I don't know if we can trust him, but what we do know is that he has been hiding somewhere in the elevator shaft. While we're in Besaid, we'll figure out where he's at in the Celsius shafts, that'll be your job Jet." Buddy explained. "We'll keep him busy while you hide some cameras Shinra developed. This should spice a few-"
"Me? Why can't Rikku do it? She's the one who crawled through the vents in the first place. And plus she's smaller than me. She can do it!" Jet complained.
"You got a point there, okay, Rikku. You can do it, with Jet!" he said laughing.
"You jackass!" Jet yelled. Buddy handed them each a small camera, no bigger than the nail on their small finger.
"Shinra also developed this small device, it'll blink when your close to the exact place you must put it. Place it in it's desired position and then leave. Don't take too long." he handed them another small device that could fit in the palm of their hand. It was coated with a rough surface, leaving a small eye in the middle. "Oh and here's a com-link for yeah, Jet. Speak when asked to Here's a radio so we can here what's goin' down in his "secret hiding place"."
"Yeah whatever. Are we there yet?"
"About another five minutes and then you'll have the sunny beaches and wide open prairies of Besaid." Buddy said, spreading his arms out. Jet snickered at his act and then headed to the elevator along with Rikku.
"Tell us when to go into action." Jet said, with a tone of sarcastic excitement in his voice.
"Will do.
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The five minutes passed and they landed at their destination. The sunny beach was far from the sunny beach they thought it would be. Rain was falling heavily,Yuna and the others headed to the village quickly to evade the stormy weather. "Looks like we're on our own," Jet said tossing the camera in the air. He caught it in his right hand and held it in between his fingers. Rikku pushed the emergancy stop button and the elevator chugged. Rikku jumped onto a handrail and pushed the top of the elevator up, on one panel. It lifted and she shoved it to the side. Struggling to get up, she rolled over on to her back and stood up. Jet jumped up next, his hair more messed than usual, and took off a vent cover. "After you." he said with charm. Rikku crawled in on her belly and turned a corner. Jet did the same and followed her. Several minutes later they came to a large opening, it was big enough for a person to stand in. A child anyway, in one corner of the room stood an old, wooden coffee table with several magazines lying over it. Rikku stared around at the monitors and other technical devices, all flickering sparks on to the metalic floor. Rikku slapped the small radio under the laptop keyboard. She stuck the small camera under the desk ledge, Jet put his camera in a small computer buddy that wobbled back and forth when hit. He giggled at it and then followed Rikku back out, the space was tight, almost too tight according to Jet. Rikku jumped out and back into the elevator, Jet right beside her.....
The young blonde haired boy woke up on the drisly beach of Besaid just in time to catch another wisp of rain. He could see the large ship in the distance and the sweet smell of Lulu's cooking. He knew it, he was finally back in Spira. His senses of his friends were near, was he finally returning to his love? Or was it just a vision? His first sense came into his head; a scene of his young Al Bhed friend:Rikku. He couldn't wait to see how much the girl had grown. But what was more important was to see his only love....Yuna. He stood up from the rocky shore and ran towards the village, free spirited. The wind beat against his face as the rain started to feel more like snow. The deep breeze of the weather was gathering, he felt so alive in the first time since that fateful day in the battle with Sin.
He reached the hillside and peered to see the steaming stack of one of the houses. A fire was burning, but going out quickly, in the village center. He paced to it with excitment. This would be the happiest day of his entire life, to finally be reunited with Yuna. A crash came from the forest, a bullet zipped by his right arm, skinning it. He jumped back frightened. The buzzing noise of a chainsaw began to run in his ears, trees began to slice down from their stump. He didn't even bother to look at the forest figure. He just paced as fast as he could for the village entrance. When he entered, he heard a noise of gun reloading and firing again. He dived into Wakka and Lulu's hut, everyone around him cheered and gasped at his approach. "Tidus!" Yuna gasped thankfully. She tackled him into a hugging position and started to kiss his lips wildly. He tried to let go but it was their first meet in four years. When she finally let him go, the figure was already in the village. He was cloaked from head to toe in a long black robe, heading for the hut.
"Oh no." he muttered. "Wakka!" Tidus shouted. Wakka through him the red and silver sword Auron had given to him the years before and grabbed his own weapon of choice, the blitzball. They headed out, going into battle with the violent person. He reached a long gloved hand to the cord of the chainsaw and pulled it back, the blazing motor started up and the blade started to spin. His eyes were shielded too. Wakka nailed the blitzball in his direction. He evaded it by bending backward, the gravity was normal, but this man wasn't. The twisted being charged at them with his blood stained chainsaw at his side, he pulled it back and waved it at them. Wakka caught the blitzball, but also received a bloody scratch on his left shoulder.
"Friend of yours?" Wakka shouted over the motor. Tidus shook his head and waved the sword at the psychopathic.
"Dunno his name! All I can tell he's a freak!" Tidus replied, regaining his grip on the sword. The chainsaw motor did as he pulled it again, he took out a shotgun and fired at Tidus who blocked the bullet immediately with his arm guard. He had built up some speed in his abscence. The gun was reloaded and fired again at Wakka. Wakka however asn't so lucky, he took a blow to the gut and passed out. Buddy had dragged him out of the man's line of fire. Yuna had been called to mend the wound while Paine was up next.
"Ready, pretty boy?" she smiled. Tidus gapped at her comment but didn't answer. Paine circled him while Tidus went for him immediately knocking the wind out of him. He got up weak and was taken away by Paine who stabbed him in the chest. "I hope you're happy. I'm doing the world a favor." she said, she stabbed him into a tree and let blood leak down the tree's side. However he wasn't completely dead. He picked up a bottle and undid the cap. He took a swig on whatever was inside and wiped away a bloody mustache.
"The world doesn't need one." he said softly. He tore the sword out with one hand and wiped the blood away from the sword. Going after Tidus again. He threw Paine's sword to the side and tackled Tidus to the ground, raising the chainsaw high. He pulled the cord, letting Tidus suffer from fear. He raised it high and began to drop it down slowly. His hair moved back and he closed his eyes, muttering "please don't kill me". Jet's gun fired from behind and blew him away.
"Tidus!" he heard Rikku's voice shout from behind. She came runnin', Jet came walkin'. Sweat ran from his face as Rikku jumped into his arms, grasping his neck and kissing his face. "Are you alright?!" she worried. Tidus looked about ready to wet his pants, his heart was beating as fast as it possibly could. Rikku turned to Jet who sat near the exit. The man had gotten away, he obviously survived on blood. "Jet......what was that?" Tidus was right next to her, wide eyed.
Jet stood up with his head down, "A few years ago, down off the coast of The Bikanel. I was separated from a group of desert bandits I met a guy named Rayne. A real good guy, even helped me find my way back. Never knew I was an outlaw though, a few weeks later I found out he was a serial killer by the name of "Psycho Rayne". I was in the process of going after him and turning him in. But as time passed I had to do what I had to do, he was my friend for awhile, but I had to double cross him. Now he's out for revenge to kill me and anyone else in his way."
Rikku and Tidus were silent, "Sad." Tidus said. "But your buddy nearly killed me." he said smartly.
"Well my "buddy" ain't your problem! Stay out of things that you're not welcome in!" Jet said, darting his eyes at Tidus. Tidus smirked and went back to the tent. Rikku walked with him back.
"A serial killer?" she shivered. Her skin was cold and pale apart from the tan, beautiful skin she had before. She wrapped her arms around herself and walked behind him in case of the man's return. They walked into the hut and sat down, Wakka had been mended and Lulu stared at this "Newcomer".
"Who this?" Wakka said rubbing his sore.
"I'm Jet." he said quietly. Wakka got a look of fear on his face. He scooted back in a chair, the two year old baby in the crib rocked back in forth on it's bottom. "Jet Enduro." he said staring at the ground. Lulu stood up and pointed to the exit. A lighning spell in her fingers.
"Get out of my house." she muttered. Jet stood up in shame. Rikku pulled him down and put a hand in front of Lulu.
"Relax Lulu! He's a goodguy! And besides we don't really know if he's actually killed anyone!" Rikku suggested.
"He's a murderer!" Wakka shouted. "Get the hell outta this house!" he said picking up Jet by the collar.
"I never killed anyone! If I would've been that heartless, then why the hell did I save Tidus from getting his face split open by that freak of nature?! Huh?! You tell me!" Jet bellowed. Wakka let him down roughly. He crashed into a wooden cabinet.
"He saved me too!" Rikku said proudly.
"See? Why would I have saved someone when I would have murdered another twenty some? It wouldn't make any sense. I could've just let them die and I'd be on the run again."
"You saved her? Yeah, you probably want to kill her yourself." Tidus said folding his arms.
"What, you'd think I'd let her die? How heartless do you think I am? I saved her, she should be happy she's still alive! No thanks to you." Jet said with his arms folded.
"Yes, yes I do. You went on a killing spree before the Guard managed to get you to Hakmura, you escaped prison, hijacked a space craft and have been illegally hiding out with the Gullwings. How can I not think you'd let her die or just want to just kill her yourself?" Tidus said smartly.
"Do I have to have a reason?!" Jet snarled. The room went silent, even Rikku was moved by his comment. "You're not supposed to let good people die. And if you do, you're not a good person."
"So you're saying you're a good person by saving a good person? Huh. Never thought of it that way. But what about the otehr things I mentioned?"
"I never killed anyone! I'm telling you, someone framed me! And if you can't believe that then I guess you're just as insane as I am. Maybe the part of the hijacking was a little far-fetched but how the hell did you expect me to get off of the planet? They don't sell space crafts to prisoners."
"You know Jet, just shut up. Okay? This is supposed to be good times. And good times mean no fighting." Tidus said calmly.
"Wait, where's Hacker!?" Buddy said.
"Wasn't he with you? I mean, you guys did bring him along with you. Didn't you? Didn't you? Oh no. You lost him?!" Rikku said, angrily.
"Um hehe, guess we got a little out-o-hand there. Fine, let's do a search party. Tidus and Jet, follow the girls. Brother, Wakka, you follow me." Buddy said. The girls, Jet and Tidus went into the forest and Buddy with his "troops" went back to the path and hillside. The foliage was thick, almost impossible to see through, or even for light to shine. Somewhere in the dark, wet forest was the Hacker, waiting to be discovered. Another dark image was creating in Jet's mind, going back to a dark, dirty, grimy jail cell on the small planet, Hakmura. Hakmura was a large jail full of the galaxy's most wanted criminals. It was said to have been an alien study facility back in the day of the great Spiran War.
Flash Back.....
Jet rattled his shackles as a long gold weed hung from his mouth, he was suited in an orange uniform with a black ring around his neck. Black shoes, he hadn't had a shower for weeks and they had never cleaned out the cells. Space was growing small with all of the captured outlaws. He played a silver harmonica with the blues echoing out of the mouth piece. The other jailed outlaws banged and rattled the bars on their cages, hoping to get out on to the field to harvest the electrical power. When the Guard had been out the acknowledge of their cell he put the harmonica away and took the sweetened weed out of his mouth. A small blade of metal in his hands (which he found on the electrical plantation) was inserted into the lock, rigging it loose. He opened the cell door slowly and shut it quietly. In his point of view, it was every man or woman for themself.
He slid down a ladder two floors and was spotted by one of the Dark Knights. They raised their guns but he was too quick as always. Jet man by the neck and weiled him into the stone wall. He dropped down, dead from the neck up. Jet harvested his pistol and fired away at the Dark Knights, two of them dropped to the hard floor with their armor, clanging at the hit. Jet grabbed two ammo clips from the guard's belt and put them in his baggy pant pocket. Tripping alarms and taking out the Guard was getting tougher by the step. He exited the bottom floor and dived into the closing hanger door. The garage was dark, but he could already sense his enemies in the shadows. he leaped behind a iron crate and held the gun, with the barrel pointing at the ceiling. He put the back to his forehead and closed his eyes, sweating with nerves. The noises of loading weapons and cocked shotguns, approaching guards and the jiggle of shackles. "It's over Jet, come out with your hands in the air, drop the weapon and we won't shoot." a commander said. He was nearly surrounded, the only other way to safety was to take an enemy airship. Which was exactly his plan. He jumped out from behind the crate, everything seemed to slow down as he dived through the air, gun blazing. Three guards fell as he landed. He made the clip drop and shoved a new one up the butt of the gun. He fired again and hailed the bullets toward the squad of Darkness. He made his way over to the driver's side of the vehicle without getting shot. He hopped in and turned a few knobbs, sending the aircraft into the air.
A small joystick was in between his knees, he gripped it and stepped hard on the gas pedal. It moved quickly forward, shattering the hanger door into pieces. He broke through it and began to fire at the security system. Sentry guns and snipers spotted his movement, they fired rapidly at him. The glass didn't shatter, nor did the vehicle feel any harm. Not even a scratch was placed among it's metal. He quickened his trigger finger and fired the top and side weaponry at the resisting soldiers. Doing a three-sixty-barrel roll into the desert planet......he was free. Several fighters were sent after him, hailing him with bullets and lasers.
Speeding farther into the sand storm, he had lost the other fighters. Putting on the leather seatbelt, the air-conditioned vents and the radio. A report was indicating that the Emperor's son would be taking the throne within weeks. Spira's Emperor had been the father of the young woman of fifteen he and his friend had been sent to recover. But his so called "friend" betrayed the cause and was now taking place as the Spiran "Mystery".
Jet pulled the joystick up and fired toward the sky, where he would finally be out of the hell bent prison where he did not rightly belong.....
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Gippal had started to re-construct the story of his past in his mind but nothing seemed to fit, a voice came from behind, wandering in and out of his ears. "The Shadow is waiting......come, come and join us." it was the old man.
"Yeah, but the streets are being patrolled. Are you sure he's in a safe place?" Gippal nodded. He still hadn't watched that sphere he had swiped from that man. Were they still out to get him? Gippal and the old man went into the dark streets. It was around noon. The old man lifted a manhole up from the street and hopped down into it, the people were yet again occupied on some great person. It looked to be a priest, preaching over the civillians. Gippal paid no mind and continued down into the sewer. He stepped down into a watery path that was pitch black. They were in the sewer tunnels of Luca.
"Come. This way!" the old man insisted. He ran expenditiously down the water filled channel, toward a bright light. "Hurry boy! There is not a second to waste!" Gippal dragged behind and kept tripping. He finally caught up when they were at the ablaze luminescence. To their left was a two door entry way with a guard standing in front. The old man nodded and they were let through. Inside, was a lounge with many guards and members slacking. There was two guards at the staircase that led where ever. A large TV was on with newscasts about the "Underground" group. An attractive achor woman gave the daily weather report and then moved on to the headlines.
"Earlier today, the sphere hunting group named the "Gullwings" have taken bounty hunter "Zane Gantouse`" hostage. It appears that the rebel named "Jet Enduro" has taken refuge on their ship as well. We have no notifications as to the whereabouts of the fugitives but authorites are working on the case. Other rebels have been sighted all over Spira. The most common destinations to have been seen by Spiran folk are Luca, Bevelle and Kilika. Their leader "The Shadow" has been said to have been hiding somewhere under the streets of Luca. Though reports indicate that the Dark Knight Guard have searched the waterways and have found not so much as a entry to their base. If you have had any encounter with the rebels, please contact the Guard immediately. Seven-teen citizens have already abandoned their hope in the government and have joined the rebels into waging war against "Dante` Sanchez", our soon-to-be Emperor of Spira. Though the rebellion has just begun, many of them will be either executed when captured or sent to prison for their remaining years." she spoke. The other headlines were about other stuff that had none of the rebels' interest. The channel was switched to something about Spira's history. Gippal felt dizzy as the room started to spin dexteral, but it wasn't he who started to spin, it was the room itself. Though everything stayed in it's stationed position. The guard from outside had come in as the door had traveled near the stairs, the other opening that led to the stairs had seeked a position near a brick wall. He and the old man went to the staircase and into a hall full of boarded up windows with little light shining through them. A steel door lay at the end of the hall, rusty and hole-filled. The old man knocked on the door once and it opened.
"Ahh.....Gippal. You have chosen to join the rebellion?" a deep, calm voice said from behind a big arm chair in front of a wooden desk.
"Yeah, and you are.....?" Gippal said folding his arms.
"I am none other than the rebel leader......The Shadow!" he said. He didn't turn around in his chair, Just kept staring at a large fireplace in front of them. There was little fire but Gippal could sure feel it's flaming heat. "The Machine Faction, I have my trust that you will help us dig up the tomb when found?"
"Um yeah. How much are we talking about as far as gil goes?" Gippal asked hopefully. The Shadow was silent for a few moments.
"Gil? Hehe....My boy, when this tomb is found, there will be riches that are beyond the worth of gil. The treasures that lie hidden within Ala-Mar's crypt are worth more than anything in this world. That's why I've chosen the best man for the job! You. You have the technology, the power, the people to find this wonder. Whatever you get your hands on is yours for the taking." he laughed.
"What are you really after?" Gippal said in suspiscion.
"After? After?! The Emperor wants this tomb found! If we can get to it first, then this world belongs to us!"
"So you just want the tomb for world domination?!" Gippal raged. "How the hell do you plan to get respect by doing that?! Are you out of your mind?!" The man just laughed behind his chair.
"Such a powerful word. I've offered you friendship, and this is how you repay me. Gippal, this world is in your hands. Crumbling through your fingers. The Emperor will do something to control every single one of us. Even the rebels will be helpless. The sphere within it's walls has an enchanted power. If it falls into the wrong hands, we're dead."
"....What'll you do with it?" Gippal answered.
"Keep it out of the hands of Dante`. We'll keep it safe within the hideout. The citizens and rebellion families are crying out for protection! You must do something. If you help, the people of Spira will be indebted to you." he said. He snapped his fingers. "Think about it Gippal." the guard grabbed him by the collar and shoved him out of the room.
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Author's Comments:Yeah.....cool huh? So Gippal may join the rebellion against their ruler. Maybe he and Jet will start to shape up and become friends? That's what I'd like to do. Sorry I didn't show the Shadow's face in this one. Now all I need is a badass duo to make this story owned. RR
Author's Notes:Okay this chapter is kinda rated R for a lot o' violence. So yeah. Read if you must.
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Chapter # 5:Psychos and Shadows
Rikku looked back to see the elevator doors shut. She grunted and followed Paine into action, the thought of having a comrade abandon her didn't seem right. Sure he was coming back but she sure didn't know that. Rikku stabbed at some spore-like monsters and then went for a crab-like fiend with slime oozing from it's monstrous jaws. Paine got to it first and put it to rest with one slice. Rikku daggered over it and pushed one of her knives into a large, more burtal being. It leaked out blood after it's blow and grabbed her by the neck. It pushed her against the wall and tightened it's grip, it's long sharp nails dug into her flesh, piercing it. Small droplets of blood squeezed out through it's fingernails. Rikku grasped hold of it's arm and tried to push it away, but it was too strong. A gattling roar of a gun pushed it away, she grasped her neck and maassaged the pain. She stabbed her blade into it, it squeeled as it died away. Rikku saw Jet finally came back with his gun and was now going for another coyote. The sneak attack was clever, but surprises like these pissed the hell out of her.
"Alright? It looked like it woulda' squeezed you to a pulp!" Jet shouted over the noise. Rikku had thought of saying "what do you care" but it didn't seem right. Besides, he seemed to worry about her....some times. He took out a few more and then there was deep silence. They disappeared with a black bang. Peering out from behind the bar was Barkeeper, nearly scared to death. He was shivering violently as he pulled himself up, Jet shoved his gun into the sheath and folded his arms. He sat on a side-turned crate as Buddy and Brother came through the door.
"Thanks guys, now we oughta' be focusing on Besaid. That Hacker dude seems.....different. I don't know if we can trust him, but what we do know is that he has been hiding somewhere in the elevator shaft. While we're in Besaid, we'll figure out where he's at in the Celsius shafts, that'll be your job Jet." Buddy explained. "We'll keep him busy while you hide some cameras Shinra developed. This should spice a few-"
"Me? Why can't Rikku do it? She's the one who crawled through the vents in the first place. And plus she's smaller than me. She can do it!" Jet complained.
"You got a point there, okay, Rikku. You can do it, with Jet!" he said laughing.
"You jackass!" Jet yelled. Buddy handed them each a small camera, no bigger than the nail on their small finger.
"Shinra also developed this small device, it'll blink when your close to the exact place you must put it. Place it in it's desired position and then leave. Don't take too long." he handed them another small device that could fit in the palm of their hand. It was coated with a rough surface, leaving a small eye in the middle. "Oh and here's a com-link for yeah, Jet. Speak when asked to Here's a radio so we can here what's goin' down in his "secret hiding place"."
"Yeah whatever. Are we there yet?"
"About another five minutes and then you'll have the sunny beaches and wide open prairies of Besaid." Buddy said, spreading his arms out. Jet snickered at his act and then headed to the elevator along with Rikku.
"Tell us when to go into action." Jet said, with a tone of sarcastic excitement in his voice.
"Will do.
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The five minutes passed and they landed at their destination. The sunny beach was far from the sunny beach they thought it would be. Rain was falling heavily,Yuna and the others headed to the village quickly to evade the stormy weather. "Looks like we're on our own," Jet said tossing the camera in the air. He caught it in his right hand and held it in between his fingers. Rikku pushed the emergancy stop button and the elevator chugged. Rikku jumped onto a handrail and pushed the top of the elevator up, on one panel. It lifted and she shoved it to the side. Struggling to get up, she rolled over on to her back and stood up. Jet jumped up next, his hair more messed than usual, and took off a vent cover. "After you." he said with charm. Rikku crawled in on her belly and turned a corner. Jet did the same and followed her. Several minutes later they came to a large opening, it was big enough for a person to stand in. A child anyway, in one corner of the room stood an old, wooden coffee table with several magazines lying over it. Rikku stared around at the monitors and other technical devices, all flickering sparks on to the metalic floor. Rikku slapped the small radio under the laptop keyboard. She stuck the small camera under the desk ledge, Jet put his camera in a small computer buddy that wobbled back and forth when hit. He giggled at it and then followed Rikku back out, the space was tight, almost too tight according to Jet. Rikku jumped out and back into the elevator, Jet right beside her.....
The young blonde haired boy woke up on the drisly beach of Besaid just in time to catch another wisp of rain. He could see the large ship in the distance and the sweet smell of Lulu's cooking. He knew it, he was finally back in Spira. His senses of his friends were near, was he finally returning to his love? Or was it just a vision? His first sense came into his head; a scene of his young Al Bhed friend:Rikku. He couldn't wait to see how much the girl had grown. But what was more important was to see his only love....Yuna. He stood up from the rocky shore and ran towards the village, free spirited. The wind beat against his face as the rain started to feel more like snow. The deep breeze of the weather was gathering, he felt so alive in the first time since that fateful day in the battle with Sin.
He reached the hillside and peered to see the steaming stack of one of the houses. A fire was burning, but going out quickly, in the village center. He paced to it with excitment. This would be the happiest day of his entire life, to finally be reunited with Yuna. A crash came from the forest, a bullet zipped by his right arm, skinning it. He jumped back frightened. The buzzing noise of a chainsaw began to run in his ears, trees began to slice down from their stump. He didn't even bother to look at the forest figure. He just paced as fast as he could for the village entrance. When he entered, he heard a noise of gun reloading and firing again. He dived into Wakka and Lulu's hut, everyone around him cheered and gasped at his approach. "Tidus!" Yuna gasped thankfully. She tackled him into a hugging position and started to kiss his lips wildly. He tried to let go but it was their first meet in four years. When she finally let him go, the figure was already in the village. He was cloaked from head to toe in a long black robe, heading for the hut.
"Oh no." he muttered. "Wakka!" Tidus shouted. Wakka through him the red and silver sword Auron had given to him the years before and grabbed his own weapon of choice, the blitzball. They headed out, going into battle with the violent person. He reached a long gloved hand to the cord of the chainsaw and pulled it back, the blazing motor started up and the blade started to spin. His eyes were shielded too. Wakka nailed the blitzball in his direction. He evaded it by bending backward, the gravity was normal, but this man wasn't. The twisted being charged at them with his blood stained chainsaw at his side, he pulled it back and waved it at them. Wakka caught the blitzball, but also received a bloody scratch on his left shoulder.
"Friend of yours?" Wakka shouted over the motor. Tidus shook his head and waved the sword at the psychopathic.
"Dunno his name! All I can tell he's a freak!" Tidus replied, regaining his grip on the sword. The chainsaw motor did as he pulled it again, he took out a shotgun and fired at Tidus who blocked the bullet immediately with his arm guard. He had built up some speed in his abscence. The gun was reloaded and fired again at Wakka. Wakka however asn't so lucky, he took a blow to the gut and passed out. Buddy had dragged him out of the man's line of fire. Yuna had been called to mend the wound while Paine was up next.
"Ready, pretty boy?" she smiled. Tidus gapped at her comment but didn't answer. Paine circled him while Tidus went for him immediately knocking the wind out of him. He got up weak and was taken away by Paine who stabbed him in the chest. "I hope you're happy. I'm doing the world a favor." she said, she stabbed him into a tree and let blood leak down the tree's side. However he wasn't completely dead. He picked up a bottle and undid the cap. He took a swig on whatever was inside and wiped away a bloody mustache.
"The world doesn't need one." he said softly. He tore the sword out with one hand and wiped the blood away from the sword. Going after Tidus again. He threw Paine's sword to the side and tackled Tidus to the ground, raising the chainsaw high. He pulled the cord, letting Tidus suffer from fear. He raised it high and began to drop it down slowly. His hair moved back and he closed his eyes, muttering "please don't kill me". Jet's gun fired from behind and blew him away.
"Tidus!" he heard Rikku's voice shout from behind. She came runnin', Jet came walkin'. Sweat ran from his face as Rikku jumped into his arms, grasping his neck and kissing his face. "Are you alright?!" she worried. Tidus looked about ready to wet his pants, his heart was beating as fast as it possibly could. Rikku turned to Jet who sat near the exit. The man had gotten away, he obviously survived on blood. "Jet......what was that?" Tidus was right next to her, wide eyed.
Jet stood up with his head down, "A few years ago, down off the coast of The Bikanel. I was separated from a group of desert bandits I met a guy named Rayne. A real good guy, even helped me find my way back. Never knew I was an outlaw though, a few weeks later I found out he was a serial killer by the name of "Psycho Rayne". I was in the process of going after him and turning him in. But as time passed I had to do what I had to do, he was my friend for awhile, but I had to double cross him. Now he's out for revenge to kill me and anyone else in his way."
Rikku and Tidus were silent, "Sad." Tidus said. "But your buddy nearly killed me." he said smartly.
"Well my "buddy" ain't your problem! Stay out of things that you're not welcome in!" Jet said, darting his eyes at Tidus. Tidus smirked and went back to the tent. Rikku walked with him back.
"A serial killer?" she shivered. Her skin was cold and pale apart from the tan, beautiful skin she had before. She wrapped her arms around herself and walked behind him in case of the man's return. They walked into the hut and sat down, Wakka had been mended and Lulu stared at this "Newcomer".
"Who this?" Wakka said rubbing his sore.
"I'm Jet." he said quietly. Wakka got a look of fear on his face. He scooted back in a chair, the two year old baby in the crib rocked back in forth on it's bottom. "Jet Enduro." he said staring at the ground. Lulu stood up and pointed to the exit. A lighning spell in her fingers.
"Get out of my house." she muttered. Jet stood up in shame. Rikku pulled him down and put a hand in front of Lulu.
"Relax Lulu! He's a goodguy! And besides we don't really know if he's actually killed anyone!" Rikku suggested.
"He's a murderer!" Wakka shouted. "Get the hell outta this house!" he said picking up Jet by the collar.
"I never killed anyone! If I would've been that heartless, then why the hell did I save Tidus from getting his face split open by that freak of nature?! Huh?! You tell me!" Jet bellowed. Wakka let him down roughly. He crashed into a wooden cabinet.
"He saved me too!" Rikku said proudly.
"See? Why would I have saved someone when I would have murdered another twenty some? It wouldn't make any sense. I could've just let them die and I'd be on the run again."
"You saved her? Yeah, you probably want to kill her yourself." Tidus said folding his arms.
"What, you'd think I'd let her die? How heartless do you think I am? I saved her, she should be happy she's still alive! No thanks to you." Jet said with his arms folded.
"Yes, yes I do. You went on a killing spree before the Guard managed to get you to Hakmura, you escaped prison, hijacked a space craft and have been illegally hiding out with the Gullwings. How can I not think you'd let her die or just want to just kill her yourself?" Tidus said smartly.
"Do I have to have a reason?!" Jet snarled. The room went silent, even Rikku was moved by his comment. "You're not supposed to let good people die. And if you do, you're not a good person."
"So you're saying you're a good person by saving a good person? Huh. Never thought of it that way. But what about the otehr things I mentioned?"
"I never killed anyone! I'm telling you, someone framed me! And if you can't believe that then I guess you're just as insane as I am. Maybe the part of the hijacking was a little far-fetched but how the hell did you expect me to get off of the planet? They don't sell space crafts to prisoners."
"You know Jet, just shut up. Okay? This is supposed to be good times. And good times mean no fighting." Tidus said calmly.
"Wait, where's Hacker!?" Buddy said.
"Wasn't he with you? I mean, you guys did bring him along with you. Didn't you? Didn't you? Oh no. You lost him?!" Rikku said, angrily.
"Um hehe, guess we got a little out-o-hand there. Fine, let's do a search party. Tidus and Jet, follow the girls. Brother, Wakka, you follow me." Buddy said. The girls, Jet and Tidus went into the forest and Buddy with his "troops" went back to the path and hillside. The foliage was thick, almost impossible to see through, or even for light to shine. Somewhere in the dark, wet forest was the Hacker, waiting to be discovered. Another dark image was creating in Jet's mind, going back to a dark, dirty, grimy jail cell on the small planet, Hakmura. Hakmura was a large jail full of the galaxy's most wanted criminals. It was said to have been an alien study facility back in the day of the great Spiran War.
Flash Back.....
Jet rattled his shackles as a long gold weed hung from his mouth, he was suited in an orange uniform with a black ring around his neck. Black shoes, he hadn't had a shower for weeks and they had never cleaned out the cells. Space was growing small with all of the captured outlaws. He played a silver harmonica with the blues echoing out of the mouth piece. The other jailed outlaws banged and rattled the bars on their cages, hoping to get out on to the field to harvest the electrical power. When the Guard had been out the acknowledge of their cell he put the harmonica away and took the sweetened weed out of his mouth. A small blade of metal in his hands (which he found on the electrical plantation) was inserted into the lock, rigging it loose. He opened the cell door slowly and shut it quietly. In his point of view, it was every man or woman for themself.
He slid down a ladder two floors and was spotted by one of the Dark Knights. They raised their guns but he was too quick as always. Jet man by the neck and weiled him into the stone wall. He dropped down, dead from the neck up. Jet harvested his pistol and fired away at the Dark Knights, two of them dropped to the hard floor with their armor, clanging at the hit. Jet grabbed two ammo clips from the guard's belt and put them in his baggy pant pocket. Tripping alarms and taking out the Guard was getting tougher by the step. He exited the bottom floor and dived into the closing hanger door. The garage was dark, but he could already sense his enemies in the shadows. he leaped behind a iron crate and held the gun, with the barrel pointing at the ceiling. He put the back to his forehead and closed his eyes, sweating with nerves. The noises of loading weapons and cocked shotguns, approaching guards and the jiggle of shackles. "It's over Jet, come out with your hands in the air, drop the weapon and we won't shoot." a commander said. He was nearly surrounded, the only other way to safety was to take an enemy airship. Which was exactly his plan. He jumped out from behind the crate, everything seemed to slow down as he dived through the air, gun blazing. Three guards fell as he landed. He made the clip drop and shoved a new one up the butt of the gun. He fired again and hailed the bullets toward the squad of Darkness. He made his way over to the driver's side of the vehicle without getting shot. He hopped in and turned a few knobbs, sending the aircraft into the air.
A small joystick was in between his knees, he gripped it and stepped hard on the gas pedal. It moved quickly forward, shattering the hanger door into pieces. He broke through it and began to fire at the security system. Sentry guns and snipers spotted his movement, they fired rapidly at him. The glass didn't shatter, nor did the vehicle feel any harm. Not even a scratch was placed among it's metal. He quickened his trigger finger and fired the top and side weaponry at the resisting soldiers. Doing a three-sixty-barrel roll into the desert planet......he was free. Several fighters were sent after him, hailing him with bullets and lasers.
Speeding farther into the sand storm, he had lost the other fighters. Putting on the leather seatbelt, the air-conditioned vents and the radio. A report was indicating that the Emperor's son would be taking the throne within weeks. Spira's Emperor had been the father of the young woman of fifteen he and his friend had been sent to recover. But his so called "friend" betrayed the cause and was now taking place as the Spiran "Mystery".
Jet pulled the joystick up and fired toward the sky, where he would finally be out of the hell bent prison where he did not rightly belong.....
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Gippal had started to re-construct the story of his past in his mind but nothing seemed to fit, a voice came from behind, wandering in and out of his ears. "The Shadow is waiting......come, come and join us." it was the old man.
"Yeah, but the streets are being patrolled. Are you sure he's in a safe place?" Gippal nodded. He still hadn't watched that sphere he had swiped from that man. Were they still out to get him? Gippal and the old man went into the dark streets. It was around noon. The old man lifted a manhole up from the street and hopped down into it, the people were yet again occupied on some great person. It looked to be a priest, preaching over the civillians. Gippal paid no mind and continued down into the sewer. He stepped down into a watery path that was pitch black. They were in the sewer tunnels of Luca.
"Come. This way!" the old man insisted. He ran expenditiously down the water filled channel, toward a bright light. "Hurry boy! There is not a second to waste!" Gippal dragged behind and kept tripping. He finally caught up when they were at the ablaze luminescence. To their left was a two door entry way with a guard standing in front. The old man nodded and they were let through. Inside, was a lounge with many guards and members slacking. There was two guards at the staircase that led where ever. A large TV was on with newscasts about the "Underground" group. An attractive achor woman gave the daily weather report and then moved on to the headlines.
"Earlier today, the sphere hunting group named the "Gullwings" have taken bounty hunter "Zane Gantouse`" hostage. It appears that the rebel named "Jet Enduro" has taken refuge on their ship as well. We have no notifications as to the whereabouts of the fugitives but authorites are working on the case. Other rebels have been sighted all over Spira. The most common destinations to have been seen by Spiran folk are Luca, Bevelle and Kilika. Their leader "The Shadow" has been said to have been hiding somewhere under the streets of Luca. Though reports indicate that the Dark Knight Guard have searched the waterways and have found not so much as a entry to their base. If you have had any encounter with the rebels, please contact the Guard immediately. Seven-teen citizens have already abandoned their hope in the government and have joined the rebels into waging war against "Dante` Sanchez", our soon-to-be Emperor of Spira. Though the rebellion has just begun, many of them will be either executed when captured or sent to prison for their remaining years." she spoke. The other headlines were about other stuff that had none of the rebels' interest. The channel was switched to something about Spira's history. Gippal felt dizzy as the room started to spin dexteral, but it wasn't he who started to spin, it was the room itself. Though everything stayed in it's stationed position. The guard from outside had come in as the door had traveled near the stairs, the other opening that led to the stairs had seeked a position near a brick wall. He and the old man went to the staircase and into a hall full of boarded up windows with little light shining through them. A steel door lay at the end of the hall, rusty and hole-filled. The old man knocked on the door once and it opened.
"Ahh.....Gippal. You have chosen to join the rebellion?" a deep, calm voice said from behind a big arm chair in front of a wooden desk.
"Yeah, and you are.....?" Gippal said folding his arms.
"I am none other than the rebel leader......The Shadow!" he said. He didn't turn around in his chair, Just kept staring at a large fireplace in front of them. There was little fire but Gippal could sure feel it's flaming heat. "The Machine Faction, I have my trust that you will help us dig up the tomb when found?"
"Um yeah. How much are we talking about as far as gil goes?" Gippal asked hopefully. The Shadow was silent for a few moments.
"Gil? Hehe....My boy, when this tomb is found, there will be riches that are beyond the worth of gil. The treasures that lie hidden within Ala-Mar's crypt are worth more than anything in this world. That's why I've chosen the best man for the job! You. You have the technology, the power, the people to find this wonder. Whatever you get your hands on is yours for the taking." he laughed.
"What are you really after?" Gippal said in suspiscion.
"After? After?! The Emperor wants this tomb found! If we can get to it first, then this world belongs to us!"
"So you just want the tomb for world domination?!" Gippal raged. "How the hell do you plan to get respect by doing that?! Are you out of your mind?!" The man just laughed behind his chair.
"Such a powerful word. I've offered you friendship, and this is how you repay me. Gippal, this world is in your hands. Crumbling through your fingers. The Emperor will do something to control every single one of us. Even the rebels will be helpless. The sphere within it's walls has an enchanted power. If it falls into the wrong hands, we're dead."
"....What'll you do with it?" Gippal answered.
"Keep it out of the hands of Dante`. We'll keep it safe within the hideout. The citizens and rebellion families are crying out for protection! You must do something. If you help, the people of Spira will be indebted to you." he said. He snapped his fingers. "Think about it Gippal." the guard grabbed him by the collar and shoved him out of the room.
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Author's Comments:Yeah.....cool huh? So Gippal may join the rebellion against their ruler. Maybe he and Jet will start to shape up and become friends? That's what I'd like to do. Sorry I didn't show the Shadow's face in this one. Now all I need is a badass duo to make this story owned. RR