Err... I haven't gotten anything done on our city... BUT I will write a short
heading. I have been soooo looking forward to this chapter. Poor Verona! I
feel soooo bad for her... I mean... what would I do if I were her? I can't tell
you what happens, but I will say that if I were her I... well because of the
circumstances, and how much she loved him... I guess I'd forgive him, but... if
it were I, and not she, I'd blow his brains out... HEY that happens in this
chapter! Someone gets their brains blown out. And it's someone I'm sure we
all hate. Ha! What do you know... I really like this one. It's like, "We're
really the bad guys and we WILL be the good guys to all of you or we'll
kill every last one of you bastards. And once we get Vegnagun, we are going
to rule Spira forever, and ever, and ever! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!" Lmao... Yes well
Brother says to get on with this story.
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Verona and Seymour floated in her pond. Shiva was still angry with Seymour for some reason, and she refused to play the harp. It was quiet.
"Verona, come here." He instructed. Verona willingly complied. She floated towards him. He held her head on his chest. She wondered why he was acting so strange, like he was apologi—
"I'm sorry." He apologized. She went to go look at him, but he stroked her red hair with his nails. Her heart sank. She was expecting him to say 'I'm going to have to kill you.' Or 'I don't love you at all and I never did for a moment, so it's not working out, send me to the farplane...' or something. She finally looked him in the eyes.
"Promise me, you won't cry until I finish my sentence." Seymour softly smiled. Verona was shocked... All she could do was nod.
"I didn't sleep with you because I loved you, and I knew it... I was going to use you. I'm so sorry. Because... I fell in love with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you." Seymour confessed. (cries Oh that's right... Guys can't cry... but I guess when you're gay it really doesn't matter... Yes, Ashley, I AM gay. Sorry inside thing...)
"... I didn't think so... I'm sorry. What was I thinking? I can't... expect someone to love me, that doesn't even know me... and ..." Verona put her hand to her mouth, turning her head, trying to fight back tears. She knew that she couldn't trust him anymore. She had given her virginity to a man that was going to use her like a weapon...
"I love you Verona." He blurted out, pulling her closer. Surprisingly, she pushed him away.
"This time, I'm sorry... I can't trust you any more. How... how could I? I'm so stupid. I made you a promise, though. And I intend to keep it. I said I'd be your servant. Alright then. Use me. And when you're through cast me aside. It's what I want." Verona smiled. There was no sarcasm in her voice; just pain, and a loving for the man that had betrayed her.
(Now, people reading this fic. This is very surprising. I wouldn't expect this if I didn't write this. It's like so... sad...)
A tear streamed down Seymour's face. "I've never been in love before. So I can't prove that I'm really in love with you, but, I'm sorry I broke your trust." He apologized. He walked out of the pond.
"Where are you going?!" Verona screamed out. He walked into the house. Verona hung her head. "It's all wrong, but... what did I expect? I want to trust him, but... I can't have a fake relationship; I'd rather not have one at all. I gave up everything for you Lord Seymour. I cast aside my small ounce of bitterness toward the Guado for you. They're the ones, whom you commanded to infiltrate the Al Bhed's Home. Just to go get Yuna. They killed my boyfriend.... What am I saying, that's behind me... I wish... you wouldn't have told me, but then, I would always wonder. Thank you for being honest. Maybe, you really do love me... If you didn't you wouldn't have told me that. But on the other hand, you could be just trying to buy my total trust, to one day, kill me and have Yuna as your bride..." Verona thought aloud.
"No. I want you to be my bride. Here I can make all your pain go away. It's not to late to back out. I know you can't do it, but I'll let you make the decision. Would you like me to go back? I'm not threatening for your forgiveness. I just don't want you to have any more pain." Seymour said in the doorway. He had Verona's staff, with the dagger end pointed at his neck.
"Have you gone mad?!" Verona screamed. She hurried out of the pond. She stood in front of him.
"No. I just want you to know that I love you. I can't have you hurt anymore. If I go back to the farplane, then you won't have to deal with living the rest of your life wondering if you can trust me." He sounded a little bit crazy.
"If you die, don't you think the pain of you not being around would hurt me more? Please, stop! No matter what happens, even if you don't love me. I'll love you. It's been that way for 4 years. You can call me obsessed. But put that thing down!" Verona exclaimed. She ripped it out of his grasp.
"Forgive me..." Seymour pleaded. Verona put her arms around him and they kissed. Awww....
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Anymore of this sappy crap and I am going to hurl. Anyway, it was necessary. They were forging a bond. That's beside the point. Now we get to the fun killing part! YAY!
LECTURE TIME: Alright. If you can't tell by now, you too, are also crazy. Verona has introverted dementia and introverted psychosis. She is the quiet, insane psycho that seems normal. And well Seymour well... we know what he is... When he was a small child his mother scarred him, if you remember that sequence in Zanarkand at the end of FFX. He has Traumatic psychosis and bipolic dementia episodes. Yes. I am not an MD.
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Seymour and Verona sat on the back of the real, resurrected, Bahamut, soaring through the skies, as fast as an airship. Destination: Guadosalam. Objective: Kill every living breathing human. Keep the Hypellos and fiends alive. Why: because humans are evil. And the Guado deserve to live in their rightful homes. Plus, Seymour and Verona need a capital for the New Spira. AND Seymour's rightful home has been claimed by some slut and some leader guy, who looks like he's 57, not 21 (Leblanc and Nooj)!
Seymour had an automatic machinegun. It was Misu's but Verona gave it to Seymour. Of course Verona only relied on her staff. Hey, it's a nice staff! Besides, she has the undead at her disposal, with that staff.
"Seymour... I can't... I can't resurrect Sin, without having sinned..." Verona confessed.
"You've sinned. You slept with me didn't you? And besides, you're going to kill people at Guadosalam, no? That's a sin. Don't worry about it. And if I have to, I'll have you rape me... No that won't work will it? Even if you tied me down with chains, it'd still end up being consensual..." Seymour sighed.
"I wouldn't tie you down....... For long...." Verona smiled.
"My dear, I would tie you down and—," he began. But Bahamut sharply declined and they lost their balance. (10$ says Seymour was about to say 'fuck you long and hard like an animal. Then I'd lick you up and fuck you even harder, until you whined and begged me to stop, but you really wanted more. Yes...' Ok maybe not. I meant 10 imaginary dollars... can't imagine Seymour saying thatruns away with the 10$)
AIRSHIP CELSIUS
"So Paine, whaddya think they're gonna do in Guadosalam that'll but them on the news?" Rikku bugged.
"Hopefully nothing too drastic. Once word gets out that Seymour's alive, She's gonna have to tell everyone that she can resurrect the dead. Unfortunately for her, she'll then be the most famous person in Spira. Maybe even bigger than Yuna." Paine replied.
"But... some people will come and try to kill her, thinking she'll resurrect Sin!" Yuna exclaimed.
"That's your problem. You said you swore her protection. Besides, I think you can explain to Spira that she's not a bad guy. But that burden is on you not us. You can't always drag us into things you didn't discuss with us first. Sorry." Paine folded her arms.
"Hey, Yunie can take care of herself, you know! And besides, I'll be there to help you the whole way through!" Rikku threw a hand on Yuna's shoulders. Paine looked at Yuna and spotted a strange expression.
"What?" Paine asked.
"Nothing... It's just, I have this really bad feeling something bad is going to happen that we can't handle." Yuna explained.
"You're just paranoid." Paine countered.
"You said yourself that she and Seymour have enough power to wipe out Spira. And besides, what if they get their hands on that Vegnagun?" Yuna sounded frightened.
"You won't be able to blame anyone but yourself. So now you think that they're the bad guys?" Paine asked.
"No... no, you're right, I'm being paranoid." Yuna concurred.
Moonflow/entrance to Guadosalam
The people pointed and stared in shock and awe. One, they didn't think any Aeons were left and two they didn't think Lord Seymour was alive either. And to top it all off Seymour was pimpin! (Lol... I had to say that... it was mildly amusing...)
People scattered out of Bahamut's path. The great beast landed and Seymour and Verona got off. People gathered behind this great display of God- defying workings.
Before they entered the cave to Guadosalam, Seymour decided to make a cocky speech. "Ladies, and Gentlemen! It is I, Lord Seymour, literally back from the dead. I advise you to enjoy your old Spira as long as you can. Shortly, the Spira you know will be a distant dream. And I couldn't do it without my lovely wife, Verona." He bragged. Verona blushed. He picked her up off her feet and carried her into the cave with the big glowing swirly thing on the ground.
"So now I'm your wife?" Verona asked.
"Let them think that. I wish it were true. Once we gain control of this delicate Spira, I will give you the grandest wedding of all time. Everyone will be there. And the people who do not show will be killed. It will be a grand occasion." Seymour planned.
"Awww. But I think you should put me down now, if we are going to kill these people." He set Verona down. Staff in hand, Seymour beside, Bahamut trailing, they entered Seymour's city.
Verona breathed deeply. She came across a man. "We don't have time for this!" Seymour complained. He shot the man in the head. Verona killed the two men standing beside the data peddler's room. She cut their throats and stabbed the dagger through their skulls. Cruel, and unusual, yes. Seymour shot the Data peddler, and they walked to the town square. Luckily all the people in the city came to see what the entire ruckus was about. Seymour and Verona killed every last one. The Leblanc goons guarding the entrance stood at their posts, very shaken and scared.
"D-don't c-come closer or we'll get t-the b-b-boss!" They stuttered. Verona threw her staff at the left one's head and Seymour shot the other one in the torso 27 times. After the goons fell to their knees, Verona got her staff and they proceeded into Chateau Leblanc. Seymour shot down the goon at the top of the staircase.
"I'm glad to see that they haven't totally destroyed the place." Seymour sighed.
"How does it feel to stand in your own stomping grounds once again?" Verona asked.
"Not nearly as good as seeing you kill someone." He replied.
"Who's killing who? Who's stomping ground?" Someone said from the staircase above. It was Leblanc. Seymour and Verona slowly walked up the stairs to stand in front of Leblanc.
"Look at that bedroom, we must redecorate it, darling." Verona joked.
"Yes, we must. Before we do anything in there, we must get a new bed and burn the old one." Seymour replied.
"I think so." Verona added.
"How dare you both! No one is moving into my house! OH MY... You're MAESTER SEYMOUR! I MUST BE ASLEEP! YOU'RE DEAD! And... I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" Leblanc shrieked.
Logos and Ormi had finally come from the basement.
"BOSS? ARE YOU OKAY?" Ormi asked, running up the stairs. Logos followed.
"Yes, what is going on here?" He asked.
"We're taking my home back, and giving the Guado back Guadosalam." Seymour snapped.
"But you're dead!" Logos and Ormi shouted.
"Not anymore. Since you are going to die in about three seconds, I am going to tell you something. I am the Resurrector. I bring people to life, and we're going to take Spira and shape into our rule. Sleep tight." Verona grabbed the gun from Seymour and she shot Ormi and Logos 40 times apiece. She turned the gun to Leblanc.
"Goodbye." She blasted Leblanc in the head. Her body hit the wall and her bloody head smeared the wall with red.
Verona ran up to her lover. "We won. We did it. It was... too easy." She jumped into his arms. They started to VERY passionately kiss. But someone walked into the Chateau. It was Nooj.
"Leblanc, I'm... Oh my god!" Nooj screamed. He saw the blood on the wall and the body of his woman under it. "Did you do this?!?! NO! Leblanc!" He cried.
"You'll be visiting her shortly." Seymour took the gun from Verona's hand and shot Nooj in the head 3 times. They walked down the stairs.
"OOO wow! You look really good in this picture. So very sexy." Verona commented.
"Really? I think it makes me look fat." Seymour insisted.
"It's only your head. How is your head fat? Want me to start calling you fathead?" Verona asked.
"No... What are we going to do about the bodies? And look at these messy stains. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I suppose we must enslave some Hypello. Have anything else in mind?" Seymour asked.
"Hrm. Maybe we can get some fiends to eat the bodies. And we'll have Hypellos clean the walls. But... How I do so love the colour of blood. It matches my hair." Verona answered.
"Speaking of which, is that your natural colour?" Said Seymour.
"Maybe. Is your hair really blue?" Verona crossed her arms.
"No. It's actually pink." Seymour retorted.
"That's strange... But, yes, my hair is really red." She countered.
"I see. So are your eyes really emerald green? Are you Al Bhed...?" Seymour looked into her eyes. Her eyes were of the deepest green. You could mistake her for an Al Bhed but they did not have the trademark swirls.
"No. I have not a drop of Al Bhed blood in me... Moving on, there's something I meant to ask you. Can you still cast magic?" Verona asked.
"Let's find out." Replied Seymour. They walked into the bedroom. Seymour flailed his right arm, and commanded the bed to be set on fire. Surprisingly, he still had it in him. The bed was ablaze. He put it out with a water spell.
"Neat. I wish I could do that." Verona wished.
"Don't you have enough powers? Besides, you can't make me look useless." Said Seymour.
"No, you're not useless. I need you to bring the Aeons back to life. After all, you were once a great Summoner. You saved us all in Luca. I was there, with—," Verona began.
"Misu. I think I saw you, now that I think of it. You weren't running. You sat... and stared at Anima. Or maybe you were staring at me. Either way..." Seymour contemplated.
There was a loud knock at the front door. It was surprising. They thought they'd killed everyone. They walked downstairs. Seymour opened the door. A scared woman holding a microphone covered her head with her arms, cowering at their feet.
"I... I'm Shelinda! Please don't kill me! I'm just here for a SphereCast. We heard Rumor's that Maester Seymour was alive, and then we found this massacre. And... I don't want to do this. I... I was told to. Please, if I leave, please don't hurt me..." Shelinda begged.
"We have no problem with you. In fact we were awaiting the arrival of the news. We want to send a message throughout all of Spira." Seymour replied.
"M-m-Maester S-Seymour! H-how are y-you...." Shelinda stuttered.
"I'm alive because of her," He pointed to Verona. "Now, kindly give us an interview. Over there, where there are no bodies in sight." Seymour walked past Shelinda, and Verona followed.
They crew followed and they signaled that they were now live. Shelinda ran over to Seymour and stood next to him.
"People of Spira, former Maester Seymour has been resurrected. Yes, I know it seems to be unbelievable, folks, but I am standing right now to a living breathing Lord Seymour. Lord Seymour, can you comment on how this unbelievable act of God happened?" Shelinda questioned. She held out the Mic.
"It is unbelievable, I realize, but this woman standing next to me, is Spira's only Resurrector. Some very fortunate people have had their loved ones resurrected by her hand. She is truly gifted..." Seymour began. Verona grabbed the microphone.
"I'm sorry, but we cannot continue this interview any longer. We are awaiting the arrival of the Gullwings." Verona added. Shelinda signaled the crew to stop rolling.
"I told them to be here. They'll come, then we can continue, okay?" Verona asked Seymour.
"Fine..." He agreed.
Airship Celsius
"Hey guys, come look at this!" Shinra shouted. Everyone came and watched the SphereCast.
"I... Guess that's our cue... I wonder what's going on. The news just doesn't show up for anything. Well... then again... Seymour's alive so I guess that's worth it..." Yuna said. They were on their way to Guadosalam.
After finally arriving there, only the girls got off. They were absolutely horrified at the sight in front of them. "This can't be Guadosalam..." Said Yuna.
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YAY! EEEP! This was one kickass chapter. But not as good as chapter 5!!!! I promise!!!! Will Sin come back? Will Spira bow their heads to an unstoppable force? Or will they stand and fall? Whelp, there's only one way to find out. GO READ IT. I've said my piece... Or have I? ............................
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Verona and Seymour floated in her pond. Shiva was still angry with Seymour for some reason, and she refused to play the harp. It was quiet.
"Verona, come here." He instructed. Verona willingly complied. She floated towards him. He held her head on his chest. She wondered why he was acting so strange, like he was apologi—
"I'm sorry." He apologized. She went to go look at him, but he stroked her red hair with his nails. Her heart sank. She was expecting him to say 'I'm going to have to kill you.' Or 'I don't love you at all and I never did for a moment, so it's not working out, send me to the farplane...' or something. She finally looked him in the eyes.
"Promise me, you won't cry until I finish my sentence." Seymour softly smiled. Verona was shocked... All she could do was nod.
"I didn't sleep with you because I loved you, and I knew it... I was going to use you. I'm so sorry. Because... I fell in love with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you." Seymour confessed. (cries Oh that's right... Guys can't cry... but I guess when you're gay it really doesn't matter... Yes, Ashley, I AM gay. Sorry inside thing...)
"... I didn't think so... I'm sorry. What was I thinking? I can't... expect someone to love me, that doesn't even know me... and ..." Verona put her hand to her mouth, turning her head, trying to fight back tears. She knew that she couldn't trust him anymore. She had given her virginity to a man that was going to use her like a weapon...
"I love you Verona." He blurted out, pulling her closer. Surprisingly, she pushed him away.
"This time, I'm sorry... I can't trust you any more. How... how could I? I'm so stupid. I made you a promise, though. And I intend to keep it. I said I'd be your servant. Alright then. Use me. And when you're through cast me aside. It's what I want." Verona smiled. There was no sarcasm in her voice; just pain, and a loving for the man that had betrayed her.
(Now, people reading this fic. This is very surprising. I wouldn't expect this if I didn't write this. It's like so... sad...)
A tear streamed down Seymour's face. "I've never been in love before. So I can't prove that I'm really in love with you, but, I'm sorry I broke your trust." He apologized. He walked out of the pond.
"Where are you going?!" Verona screamed out. He walked into the house. Verona hung her head. "It's all wrong, but... what did I expect? I want to trust him, but... I can't have a fake relationship; I'd rather not have one at all. I gave up everything for you Lord Seymour. I cast aside my small ounce of bitterness toward the Guado for you. They're the ones, whom you commanded to infiltrate the Al Bhed's Home. Just to go get Yuna. They killed my boyfriend.... What am I saying, that's behind me... I wish... you wouldn't have told me, but then, I would always wonder. Thank you for being honest. Maybe, you really do love me... If you didn't you wouldn't have told me that. But on the other hand, you could be just trying to buy my total trust, to one day, kill me and have Yuna as your bride..." Verona thought aloud.
"No. I want you to be my bride. Here I can make all your pain go away. It's not to late to back out. I know you can't do it, but I'll let you make the decision. Would you like me to go back? I'm not threatening for your forgiveness. I just don't want you to have any more pain." Seymour said in the doorway. He had Verona's staff, with the dagger end pointed at his neck.
"Have you gone mad?!" Verona screamed. She hurried out of the pond. She stood in front of him.
"No. I just want you to know that I love you. I can't have you hurt anymore. If I go back to the farplane, then you won't have to deal with living the rest of your life wondering if you can trust me." He sounded a little bit crazy.
"If you die, don't you think the pain of you not being around would hurt me more? Please, stop! No matter what happens, even if you don't love me. I'll love you. It's been that way for 4 years. You can call me obsessed. But put that thing down!" Verona exclaimed. She ripped it out of his grasp.
"Forgive me..." Seymour pleaded. Verona put her arms around him and they kissed. Awww....
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Anymore of this sappy crap and I am going to hurl. Anyway, it was necessary. They were forging a bond. That's beside the point. Now we get to the fun killing part! YAY!
LECTURE TIME: Alright. If you can't tell by now, you too, are also crazy. Verona has introverted dementia and introverted psychosis. She is the quiet, insane psycho that seems normal. And well Seymour well... we know what he is... When he was a small child his mother scarred him, if you remember that sequence in Zanarkand at the end of FFX. He has Traumatic psychosis and bipolic dementia episodes. Yes. I am not an MD.
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Seymour and Verona sat on the back of the real, resurrected, Bahamut, soaring through the skies, as fast as an airship. Destination: Guadosalam. Objective: Kill every living breathing human. Keep the Hypellos and fiends alive. Why: because humans are evil. And the Guado deserve to live in their rightful homes. Plus, Seymour and Verona need a capital for the New Spira. AND Seymour's rightful home has been claimed by some slut and some leader guy, who looks like he's 57, not 21 (Leblanc and Nooj)!
Seymour had an automatic machinegun. It was Misu's but Verona gave it to Seymour. Of course Verona only relied on her staff. Hey, it's a nice staff! Besides, she has the undead at her disposal, with that staff.
"Seymour... I can't... I can't resurrect Sin, without having sinned..." Verona confessed.
"You've sinned. You slept with me didn't you? And besides, you're going to kill people at Guadosalam, no? That's a sin. Don't worry about it. And if I have to, I'll have you rape me... No that won't work will it? Even if you tied me down with chains, it'd still end up being consensual..." Seymour sighed.
"I wouldn't tie you down....... For long...." Verona smiled.
"My dear, I would tie you down and—," he began. But Bahamut sharply declined and they lost their balance. (10$ says Seymour was about to say 'fuck you long and hard like an animal. Then I'd lick you up and fuck you even harder, until you whined and begged me to stop, but you really wanted more. Yes...' Ok maybe not. I meant 10 imaginary dollars... can't imagine Seymour saying thatruns away with the 10$)
AIRSHIP CELSIUS
"So Paine, whaddya think they're gonna do in Guadosalam that'll but them on the news?" Rikku bugged.
"Hopefully nothing too drastic. Once word gets out that Seymour's alive, She's gonna have to tell everyone that she can resurrect the dead. Unfortunately for her, she'll then be the most famous person in Spira. Maybe even bigger than Yuna." Paine replied.
"But... some people will come and try to kill her, thinking she'll resurrect Sin!" Yuna exclaimed.
"That's your problem. You said you swore her protection. Besides, I think you can explain to Spira that she's not a bad guy. But that burden is on you not us. You can't always drag us into things you didn't discuss with us first. Sorry." Paine folded her arms.
"Hey, Yunie can take care of herself, you know! And besides, I'll be there to help you the whole way through!" Rikku threw a hand on Yuna's shoulders. Paine looked at Yuna and spotted a strange expression.
"What?" Paine asked.
"Nothing... It's just, I have this really bad feeling something bad is going to happen that we can't handle." Yuna explained.
"You're just paranoid." Paine countered.
"You said yourself that she and Seymour have enough power to wipe out Spira. And besides, what if they get their hands on that Vegnagun?" Yuna sounded frightened.
"You won't be able to blame anyone but yourself. So now you think that they're the bad guys?" Paine asked.
"No... no, you're right, I'm being paranoid." Yuna concurred.
Moonflow/entrance to Guadosalam
The people pointed and stared in shock and awe. One, they didn't think any Aeons were left and two they didn't think Lord Seymour was alive either. And to top it all off Seymour was pimpin! (Lol... I had to say that... it was mildly amusing...)
People scattered out of Bahamut's path. The great beast landed and Seymour and Verona got off. People gathered behind this great display of God- defying workings.
Before they entered the cave to Guadosalam, Seymour decided to make a cocky speech. "Ladies, and Gentlemen! It is I, Lord Seymour, literally back from the dead. I advise you to enjoy your old Spira as long as you can. Shortly, the Spira you know will be a distant dream. And I couldn't do it without my lovely wife, Verona." He bragged. Verona blushed. He picked her up off her feet and carried her into the cave with the big glowing swirly thing on the ground.
"So now I'm your wife?" Verona asked.
"Let them think that. I wish it were true. Once we gain control of this delicate Spira, I will give you the grandest wedding of all time. Everyone will be there. And the people who do not show will be killed. It will be a grand occasion." Seymour planned.
"Awww. But I think you should put me down now, if we are going to kill these people." He set Verona down. Staff in hand, Seymour beside, Bahamut trailing, they entered Seymour's city.
Verona breathed deeply. She came across a man. "We don't have time for this!" Seymour complained. He shot the man in the head. Verona killed the two men standing beside the data peddler's room. She cut their throats and stabbed the dagger through their skulls. Cruel, and unusual, yes. Seymour shot the Data peddler, and they walked to the town square. Luckily all the people in the city came to see what the entire ruckus was about. Seymour and Verona killed every last one. The Leblanc goons guarding the entrance stood at their posts, very shaken and scared.
"D-don't c-come closer or we'll get t-the b-b-boss!" They stuttered. Verona threw her staff at the left one's head and Seymour shot the other one in the torso 27 times. After the goons fell to their knees, Verona got her staff and they proceeded into Chateau Leblanc. Seymour shot down the goon at the top of the staircase.
"I'm glad to see that they haven't totally destroyed the place." Seymour sighed.
"How does it feel to stand in your own stomping grounds once again?" Verona asked.
"Not nearly as good as seeing you kill someone." He replied.
"Who's killing who? Who's stomping ground?" Someone said from the staircase above. It was Leblanc. Seymour and Verona slowly walked up the stairs to stand in front of Leblanc.
"Look at that bedroom, we must redecorate it, darling." Verona joked.
"Yes, we must. Before we do anything in there, we must get a new bed and burn the old one." Seymour replied.
"I think so." Verona added.
"How dare you both! No one is moving into my house! OH MY... You're MAESTER SEYMOUR! I MUST BE ASLEEP! YOU'RE DEAD! And... I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" Leblanc shrieked.
Logos and Ormi had finally come from the basement.
"BOSS? ARE YOU OKAY?" Ormi asked, running up the stairs. Logos followed.
"Yes, what is going on here?" He asked.
"We're taking my home back, and giving the Guado back Guadosalam." Seymour snapped.
"But you're dead!" Logos and Ormi shouted.
"Not anymore. Since you are going to die in about three seconds, I am going to tell you something. I am the Resurrector. I bring people to life, and we're going to take Spira and shape into our rule. Sleep tight." Verona grabbed the gun from Seymour and she shot Ormi and Logos 40 times apiece. She turned the gun to Leblanc.
"Goodbye." She blasted Leblanc in the head. Her body hit the wall and her bloody head smeared the wall with red.
Verona ran up to her lover. "We won. We did it. It was... too easy." She jumped into his arms. They started to VERY passionately kiss. But someone walked into the Chateau. It was Nooj.
"Leblanc, I'm... Oh my god!" Nooj screamed. He saw the blood on the wall and the body of his woman under it. "Did you do this?!?! NO! Leblanc!" He cried.
"You'll be visiting her shortly." Seymour took the gun from Verona's hand and shot Nooj in the head 3 times. They walked down the stairs.
"OOO wow! You look really good in this picture. So very sexy." Verona commented.
"Really? I think it makes me look fat." Seymour insisted.
"It's only your head. How is your head fat? Want me to start calling you fathead?" Verona asked.
"No... What are we going to do about the bodies? And look at these messy stains. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I suppose we must enslave some Hypello. Have anything else in mind?" Seymour asked.
"Hrm. Maybe we can get some fiends to eat the bodies. And we'll have Hypellos clean the walls. But... How I do so love the colour of blood. It matches my hair." Verona answered.
"Speaking of which, is that your natural colour?" Said Seymour.
"Maybe. Is your hair really blue?" Verona crossed her arms.
"No. It's actually pink." Seymour retorted.
"That's strange... But, yes, my hair is really red." She countered.
"I see. So are your eyes really emerald green? Are you Al Bhed...?" Seymour looked into her eyes. Her eyes were of the deepest green. You could mistake her for an Al Bhed but they did not have the trademark swirls.
"No. I have not a drop of Al Bhed blood in me... Moving on, there's something I meant to ask you. Can you still cast magic?" Verona asked.
"Let's find out." Replied Seymour. They walked into the bedroom. Seymour flailed his right arm, and commanded the bed to be set on fire. Surprisingly, he still had it in him. The bed was ablaze. He put it out with a water spell.
"Neat. I wish I could do that." Verona wished.
"Don't you have enough powers? Besides, you can't make me look useless." Said Seymour.
"No, you're not useless. I need you to bring the Aeons back to life. After all, you were once a great Summoner. You saved us all in Luca. I was there, with—," Verona began.
"Misu. I think I saw you, now that I think of it. You weren't running. You sat... and stared at Anima. Or maybe you were staring at me. Either way..." Seymour contemplated.
There was a loud knock at the front door. It was surprising. They thought they'd killed everyone. They walked downstairs. Seymour opened the door. A scared woman holding a microphone covered her head with her arms, cowering at their feet.
"I... I'm Shelinda! Please don't kill me! I'm just here for a SphereCast. We heard Rumor's that Maester Seymour was alive, and then we found this massacre. And... I don't want to do this. I... I was told to. Please, if I leave, please don't hurt me..." Shelinda begged.
"We have no problem with you. In fact we were awaiting the arrival of the news. We want to send a message throughout all of Spira." Seymour replied.
"M-m-Maester S-Seymour! H-how are y-you...." Shelinda stuttered.
"I'm alive because of her," He pointed to Verona. "Now, kindly give us an interview. Over there, where there are no bodies in sight." Seymour walked past Shelinda, and Verona followed.
They crew followed and they signaled that they were now live. Shelinda ran over to Seymour and stood next to him.
"People of Spira, former Maester Seymour has been resurrected. Yes, I know it seems to be unbelievable, folks, but I am standing right now to a living breathing Lord Seymour. Lord Seymour, can you comment on how this unbelievable act of God happened?" Shelinda questioned. She held out the Mic.
"It is unbelievable, I realize, but this woman standing next to me, is Spira's only Resurrector. Some very fortunate people have had their loved ones resurrected by her hand. She is truly gifted..." Seymour began. Verona grabbed the microphone.
"I'm sorry, but we cannot continue this interview any longer. We are awaiting the arrival of the Gullwings." Verona added. Shelinda signaled the crew to stop rolling.
"I told them to be here. They'll come, then we can continue, okay?" Verona asked Seymour.
"Fine..." He agreed.
Airship Celsius
"Hey guys, come look at this!" Shinra shouted. Everyone came and watched the SphereCast.
"I... Guess that's our cue... I wonder what's going on. The news just doesn't show up for anything. Well... then again... Seymour's alive so I guess that's worth it..." Yuna said. They were on their way to Guadosalam.
After finally arriving there, only the girls got off. They were absolutely horrified at the sight in front of them. "This can't be Guadosalam..." Said Yuna.
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YAY! EEEP! This was one kickass chapter. But not as good as chapter 5!!!! I promise!!!! Will Sin come back? Will Spira bow their heads to an unstoppable force? Or will they stand and fall? Whelp, there's only one way to find out. GO READ IT. I've said my piece... Or have I? ............................