The Son of Auron: The Ruba Spheres
Chapter 1
The Night of the Beginning
(A/N: This story told in the sphere is told in the first person. The story is also written as if it had just happened. Also, the story begins 10 years before the events of FFX)
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"After thy world's most eternal threat is forever vanquished,
After a greater evil rises from the depths and all hope seems vanished,
A youth, small in threat, great in soal, inheriting a rare gift, long forgotten to
Even thy wisest of wise men.
Thy worthy spirit shall wield a treasure now lost to all of Spira crying out Two powers of one when he seeks aid.
Only that can conquer evil
Thy chosen soal call forth shall be known as The Hope of Spira.
At evil's first victory, and the end seems near,
The Hope of Spira shall then rise up to the power that stands before oneself,
And he shall be accompanied by those who received life twice,
Once by light, twice by darkness.
They shant be alone for other receivers of the light shall bond with the alliance
Together, the light shall triumph,
And all evil shall be forever banished from our world."
Those words would have meant nothing to me in the beginning. My life has been warped by those words, but in my younger days, I had very little worries.
I was five at the time, and that's as far back as my memory goes.
My family and I lived in the vast Calm Lands where we would enjoy life every single day.
I was not a kid with many friends, I have to admit, because I spent most of my time by myself or with my parents.
On the day my story starts, I was sitting in a little hollow on the side of the cliffs.
I had been exploring one time and I had found a short trail leading into the side and it led me there.
Was dazzled me the most was a shining glyph symbol in the wall. It always seemed to give me company.
Nobody else knew about the place except for my dad and I.
So anyway, I was lying on my back looking at the passing clouds down in my secret spot.
I was beginning to see a cloud that resembled a sword when all of a sudden, a dark shadow blocked my view.
I found myself looking into a face of a boy my age.
I tried to stand but the boy threw me back on the ground.
"Hey Jack, how's it going?" he sneered.
His friends behind him began to laugh out loud.
"Leave me alone, I have not done anything to bother you!" I said back.
"Leave me alone, I have not done anything to bother you," the boy mocked in a baby's voice as his friends still laughed.
This kid who was bullying me was one of the kids who didn't just ignore the fact that I didn't play with the other kids, he chose to rub it in and make it worse.
His name was Scartra, and he was as mean as it got.
He was one of the most popular boys of his age and he was also the most respected.
This was probably due to the fact that he was the toughest and strongest of all of the kids.
Nobody dared make fun of the fact that he was seven and he would hang out with a posy of five-year-olds.
I never knew for sure, but I actually thought that Scartra only picked on me in jealousy due to his father being a clerk at the travel agency and mine being a warrior.
"Go away!" I said again, attempting to rise to my feet again but Scartra pushed me down again.
"What are you gonna do?" he asked, kicking me in the side.
I let out a low groan as his lackeys roared with laughter.
Scartra was about to deliver another blow to my ribs when a tall figure blocked the sunlight.
"Is there a problem boys?" he asked.
Scartra turned with a scowl but his face changed to fear.
"Sir- Sir Auron, sir, we were just p-playing with Jack here but he, er, tripped, right fellas?" he stuttered glancing at his friends behind him who nodded agreement.
"Jack, is that true?" asked Auron looking in my direction.
I nodded in shame and Auron stepped aside to let Scartra and his friends go.
Auron helped me up and dusted me off as I said, "Dad, how did you know I was in trouble?"
My father shrugged and said, "I was looking for you, your mother has had lunch ready for an hour."
I apologized and we began to walk back to our house.
Along the way I said, "I have been working on the sword, wanna see it?"
Dad shrugged and said, "After dinner."
That was just like my dad, what's present comes first, the future comes later.
That's what my mom had told me about him, though I never quite understood what she meant.
We walked on until we reached the opposite side of the valley where we came to the raised area next to a canyon.
We walked around the rising land until we reached our house built right into the rocky wall.
I came in and greeted my mother, Elen.
She was young looking for her current age and had golden blonde hair with deep brown eyes.
She was the looking at me with a stern look and said, "About time you showed up, I was beginning to wonder if you had been gobbled up by a fiend."
"Not with my daddy around," I said laughing and I was soon joined by my mother and father.
After eating my lunch, I took my daddy's hand and led him outside to the back of the house.
A small gap was in the wall with only enough room for a five-year-old's arm to fit in, making it the perfect hiding place for any small items.
I reached in and pulled out a thin stick about three feet long.
The first look would tell you that it was just a stick, but I had spent the last couple of months stripping the limb of its bark and had whittled it down to a point at one end.
"Now I got a sword just like you daddy!" I said with glee.
My dad felt the end with his finger and quickly drew it back with a jolt.
I look at his finger and saw a small spot of blood at the end and I said, "Sorry daddy, I didn't mean to-"
He cut me off, "No need to apologize son, you did a fine job. All it needs is a name."
I thought for a moment and pulled out my carving stone from inside the gap and scratched something into the wood.
"I got it! I'll name it after you!" I said.
"I'm honored," said my dad. "The Auron, thanks son."
I shook my head giggling, "No, not Auron. I named it, the daddy!"
He and I fell over laughing out loud until we sat back up and joined my mom in the house.
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The next day was one I'll never forget. It was the day my life shattered like a thousand shards of glass.
It was a dark, cloudy evening and my family and I were sitting around the couch.
Dad had just gotten home from a long day of training at the monster arena and he was telling us about it.
Suddenly, he was interrupted by a loud knock at the door, which I answered.
In the door was stood a man in heavy white robes and a large white hat.
"Hello, young man, is your father home?" I nodded and asked him to come in.
I showed the man to the room where my mother and father sat.
My father looked up first and said, "Hello, Braska. It's been a long time."
The man returned to welcome and added, "It's a shame that I bear bad new but we must talk in private," he said glancing at me.
Dad nodded and signaled to my mother who sat up and led me out of the room.
"What is father and that man talking about, Mommy?" I asked after we had left the room.
"That is High Summoner Braska and I do not know why he is here. Maybe it is to visit you Dad," my mother said nervously.
I don't know how long I waited for my father but it seemed like an eternity.
Finally, my father entered our room with a look of sadness glazed over his dark eyes.
At last, he spoke, "Elen, Jack, I have something to tell you."
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It was raining as we all stood outside.
The man named Braska and my father were infront of the house as my mother and I stood watching from the open doorway.
Auron doubled back and ran to my mother and kissed her lightly on the mouth and the two embraced.
He then bent down to me and patted me on the head said, "Don't worry, I'll be back."
I had tears in my eyes as I looked up at him and soon found myself in his warm but wet arms.
He whispered in my ear, "Tell you what, when I fight Sin, I'll tell him to watch out because when I'm too old and fat to fight when he comes back, my son will be there to take my place as his worst nightmare."
This caused a flicker of laughter from me but the sadness still remained.
"Hey, don't cry now, I expect you to take care of everything while I'm gone." He said giving me a nudge and I said, "I promise, I will Daddy."
My father let go of me and hugged my mother once again.
Braska put his hand on my father's shoulder and said, "It's time Auron."
He nodded and walked away towards the pair of rented chocobos.
They mounted the birds and after Braska had ridden off, my father turned and looked directly into my eyes and gave me a light salute.
With that, he rode off and I soon found my legs running out after him, waving my arms, but he failed to notice.
"Please come back, Auron," I said. That had been the first time that I had called him Auron.
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Dark dreams awaited me when I fell asleep.
I dreamed of myself running toward something bright, but I couldn't make it out.
I heard something behind me but I didn't pause to look back.
The light soon got slightly dimmer and I felt a warm feeling coming from it.
Then, I could make out my father's robes and then his face.
This is what scared me, for this didn't look like the father that had departed from me only a couple of hours ago. This man was older with graying hair and weak eyes. This man looked like a killer.
I instantly stopped before him in fright and he noticed this.
He spoke up in a weary voice, "Why do you fear what you once adored? Are you afraid of destiny, the one thing that you cannot escape? Why don't you speak?"
I was too scared to answer anything at all as he grabbed me by the scruff of my neck and held me up. "Face what you fear, or it will destroy you forever," he said as he vanished in a flash of red light.
I regained my breath and turned to see what I had heard earlier.
Running as fast as the wind, and stopping at my feet appeared a dark figure.
He was about my height and wore a dark hooded cloak with his face shadowed.
"Who are you?" I asked.
He answered by pulling out a long iron pole and swinging it at me with full force.
I crumpled to the floor as he stood over me.
He raised the bar over his head and just before bringing it down, took his other hand and pulled down his hood.
I gasped in shock at the face beneath to realize that I was looking at myself.
"Face your fears!" he said as I cowered in fright.
"DADDY!" I shouted in shock and soon felt a searing pain in my right hand.
Before I could look at it, I felt a heavy blow fall apon my exposed head as I soon only saw darkness.
I suddenly woke up screaming to find myself within the safety of my warm sheets.
When I looked down at the sheets, I was hit with utter fear at the sight of blood on them.
I also felt the same pain in my hand and I looked at the palm to see a perfectly round open wound the size of a gil (That is about the size of a quarter.)
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A/N: There you have it, chapter 2 is done. Sorry it took me so long to update but I have had little time to get to this chappie. In case you are a reader of my sequel to this fic, I am taking time off on that fic to finish this one. Sorry bout that if you like that one better but just so you know, this will get pretty good eventually. Congratulations to Storyweaver1 for winning the overdrive contest and your character will appear later on in this fic. Thank you Darkness Kingdom for your review. I don't know why I started this fic after the second part, I guess the idea came to me after the TSOA: Hope of Spira had been published. Anyway, please send me some reviews. More reviews encourage me to write more often or at all. So if you finish reading this chappie, don't hesitate to send in a review, even if you didn't like the chappie (NO FLAMES THOUGH!!!) Anyway, keep up the reviews and I'll keep up the writing.
~Callik~
Chapter 1
The Night of the Beginning
(A/N: This story told in the sphere is told in the first person. The story is also written as if it had just happened. Also, the story begins 10 years before the events of FFX)
-
"After thy world's most eternal threat is forever vanquished,
After a greater evil rises from the depths and all hope seems vanished,
A youth, small in threat, great in soal, inheriting a rare gift, long forgotten to
Even thy wisest of wise men.
Thy worthy spirit shall wield a treasure now lost to all of Spira crying out Two powers of one when he seeks aid.
Only that can conquer evil
Thy chosen soal call forth shall be known as The Hope of Spira.
At evil's first victory, and the end seems near,
The Hope of Spira shall then rise up to the power that stands before oneself,
And he shall be accompanied by those who received life twice,
Once by light, twice by darkness.
They shant be alone for other receivers of the light shall bond with the alliance
Together, the light shall triumph,
And all evil shall be forever banished from our world."
Those words would have meant nothing to me in the beginning. My life has been warped by those words, but in my younger days, I had very little worries.
I was five at the time, and that's as far back as my memory goes.
My family and I lived in the vast Calm Lands where we would enjoy life every single day.
I was not a kid with many friends, I have to admit, because I spent most of my time by myself or with my parents.
On the day my story starts, I was sitting in a little hollow on the side of the cliffs.
I had been exploring one time and I had found a short trail leading into the side and it led me there.
Was dazzled me the most was a shining glyph symbol in the wall. It always seemed to give me company.
Nobody else knew about the place except for my dad and I.
So anyway, I was lying on my back looking at the passing clouds down in my secret spot.
I was beginning to see a cloud that resembled a sword when all of a sudden, a dark shadow blocked my view.
I found myself looking into a face of a boy my age.
I tried to stand but the boy threw me back on the ground.
"Hey Jack, how's it going?" he sneered.
His friends behind him began to laugh out loud.
"Leave me alone, I have not done anything to bother you!" I said back.
"Leave me alone, I have not done anything to bother you," the boy mocked in a baby's voice as his friends still laughed.
This kid who was bullying me was one of the kids who didn't just ignore the fact that I didn't play with the other kids, he chose to rub it in and make it worse.
His name was Scartra, and he was as mean as it got.
He was one of the most popular boys of his age and he was also the most respected.
This was probably due to the fact that he was the toughest and strongest of all of the kids.
Nobody dared make fun of the fact that he was seven and he would hang out with a posy of five-year-olds.
I never knew for sure, but I actually thought that Scartra only picked on me in jealousy due to his father being a clerk at the travel agency and mine being a warrior.
"Go away!" I said again, attempting to rise to my feet again but Scartra pushed me down again.
"What are you gonna do?" he asked, kicking me in the side.
I let out a low groan as his lackeys roared with laughter.
Scartra was about to deliver another blow to my ribs when a tall figure blocked the sunlight.
"Is there a problem boys?" he asked.
Scartra turned with a scowl but his face changed to fear.
"Sir- Sir Auron, sir, we were just p-playing with Jack here but he, er, tripped, right fellas?" he stuttered glancing at his friends behind him who nodded agreement.
"Jack, is that true?" asked Auron looking in my direction.
I nodded in shame and Auron stepped aside to let Scartra and his friends go.
Auron helped me up and dusted me off as I said, "Dad, how did you know I was in trouble?"
My father shrugged and said, "I was looking for you, your mother has had lunch ready for an hour."
I apologized and we began to walk back to our house.
Along the way I said, "I have been working on the sword, wanna see it?"
Dad shrugged and said, "After dinner."
That was just like my dad, what's present comes first, the future comes later.
That's what my mom had told me about him, though I never quite understood what she meant.
We walked on until we reached the opposite side of the valley where we came to the raised area next to a canyon.
We walked around the rising land until we reached our house built right into the rocky wall.
I came in and greeted my mother, Elen.
She was young looking for her current age and had golden blonde hair with deep brown eyes.
She was the looking at me with a stern look and said, "About time you showed up, I was beginning to wonder if you had been gobbled up by a fiend."
"Not with my daddy around," I said laughing and I was soon joined by my mother and father.
After eating my lunch, I took my daddy's hand and led him outside to the back of the house.
A small gap was in the wall with only enough room for a five-year-old's arm to fit in, making it the perfect hiding place for any small items.
I reached in and pulled out a thin stick about three feet long.
The first look would tell you that it was just a stick, but I had spent the last couple of months stripping the limb of its bark and had whittled it down to a point at one end.
"Now I got a sword just like you daddy!" I said with glee.
My dad felt the end with his finger and quickly drew it back with a jolt.
I look at his finger and saw a small spot of blood at the end and I said, "Sorry daddy, I didn't mean to-"
He cut me off, "No need to apologize son, you did a fine job. All it needs is a name."
I thought for a moment and pulled out my carving stone from inside the gap and scratched something into the wood.
"I got it! I'll name it after you!" I said.
"I'm honored," said my dad. "The Auron, thanks son."
I shook my head giggling, "No, not Auron. I named it, the daddy!"
He and I fell over laughing out loud until we sat back up and joined my mom in the house.
-
The next day was one I'll never forget. It was the day my life shattered like a thousand shards of glass.
It was a dark, cloudy evening and my family and I were sitting around the couch.
Dad had just gotten home from a long day of training at the monster arena and he was telling us about it.
Suddenly, he was interrupted by a loud knock at the door, which I answered.
In the door was stood a man in heavy white robes and a large white hat.
"Hello, young man, is your father home?" I nodded and asked him to come in.
I showed the man to the room where my mother and father sat.
My father looked up first and said, "Hello, Braska. It's been a long time."
The man returned to welcome and added, "It's a shame that I bear bad new but we must talk in private," he said glancing at me.
Dad nodded and signaled to my mother who sat up and led me out of the room.
"What is father and that man talking about, Mommy?" I asked after we had left the room.
"That is High Summoner Braska and I do not know why he is here. Maybe it is to visit you Dad," my mother said nervously.
I don't know how long I waited for my father but it seemed like an eternity.
Finally, my father entered our room with a look of sadness glazed over his dark eyes.
At last, he spoke, "Elen, Jack, I have something to tell you."
-
It was raining as we all stood outside.
The man named Braska and my father were infront of the house as my mother and I stood watching from the open doorway.
Auron doubled back and ran to my mother and kissed her lightly on the mouth and the two embraced.
He then bent down to me and patted me on the head said, "Don't worry, I'll be back."
I had tears in my eyes as I looked up at him and soon found myself in his warm but wet arms.
He whispered in my ear, "Tell you what, when I fight Sin, I'll tell him to watch out because when I'm too old and fat to fight when he comes back, my son will be there to take my place as his worst nightmare."
This caused a flicker of laughter from me but the sadness still remained.
"Hey, don't cry now, I expect you to take care of everything while I'm gone." He said giving me a nudge and I said, "I promise, I will Daddy."
My father let go of me and hugged my mother once again.
Braska put his hand on my father's shoulder and said, "It's time Auron."
He nodded and walked away towards the pair of rented chocobos.
They mounted the birds and after Braska had ridden off, my father turned and looked directly into my eyes and gave me a light salute.
With that, he rode off and I soon found my legs running out after him, waving my arms, but he failed to notice.
"Please come back, Auron," I said. That had been the first time that I had called him Auron.
-
Dark dreams awaited me when I fell asleep.
I dreamed of myself running toward something bright, but I couldn't make it out.
I heard something behind me but I didn't pause to look back.
The light soon got slightly dimmer and I felt a warm feeling coming from it.
Then, I could make out my father's robes and then his face.
This is what scared me, for this didn't look like the father that had departed from me only a couple of hours ago. This man was older with graying hair and weak eyes. This man looked like a killer.
I instantly stopped before him in fright and he noticed this.
He spoke up in a weary voice, "Why do you fear what you once adored? Are you afraid of destiny, the one thing that you cannot escape? Why don't you speak?"
I was too scared to answer anything at all as he grabbed me by the scruff of my neck and held me up. "Face what you fear, or it will destroy you forever," he said as he vanished in a flash of red light.
I regained my breath and turned to see what I had heard earlier.
Running as fast as the wind, and stopping at my feet appeared a dark figure.
He was about my height and wore a dark hooded cloak with his face shadowed.
"Who are you?" I asked.
He answered by pulling out a long iron pole and swinging it at me with full force.
I crumpled to the floor as he stood over me.
He raised the bar over his head and just before bringing it down, took his other hand and pulled down his hood.
I gasped in shock at the face beneath to realize that I was looking at myself.
"Face your fears!" he said as I cowered in fright.
"DADDY!" I shouted in shock and soon felt a searing pain in my right hand.
Before I could look at it, I felt a heavy blow fall apon my exposed head as I soon only saw darkness.
I suddenly woke up screaming to find myself within the safety of my warm sheets.
When I looked down at the sheets, I was hit with utter fear at the sight of blood on them.
I also felt the same pain in my hand and I looked at the palm to see a perfectly round open wound the size of a gil (That is about the size of a quarter.)
-
A/N: There you have it, chapter 2 is done. Sorry it took me so long to update but I have had little time to get to this chappie. In case you are a reader of my sequel to this fic, I am taking time off on that fic to finish this one. Sorry bout that if you like that one better but just so you know, this will get pretty good eventually. Congratulations to Storyweaver1 for winning the overdrive contest and your character will appear later on in this fic. Thank you Darkness Kingdom for your review. I don't know why I started this fic after the second part, I guess the idea came to me after the TSOA: Hope of Spira had been published. Anyway, please send me some reviews. More reviews encourage me to write more often or at all. So if you finish reading this chappie, don't hesitate to send in a review, even if you didn't like the chappie (NO FLAMES THOUGH!!!) Anyway, keep up the reviews and I'll keep up the writing.
~Callik~