Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy or any characters in it except OCs
which there are none of yet so...I don't.
Chapter 2: Enter The Farplane
Auron stared out into the openness of the Farplane. The fresh flower field blooming in the abyss, the sparkling waterfalls pouring into nothing, the beautiful shining beams spreading light to every crevice, the thick clouds covering the ground with mist. He never did like it much here. Ever since he was a boy, he despised the Farplane. It may have appeared to be a mere resting place for the dead, but it could be as evil as anything else. Footsteps came up from behind Auron. He turned around. "Oh, it's you." Auron said calmly. "What do you want, Jecht?"
"Hey, can't I just talk to a friend every so often?" Jecht asked, "It's not like we're enemies or rivals or anything, is it?
"No, I was just thinking about that day..." Auron replied.
"Oh." Jecht said. "Sorry about that. The interruption and all."
"What were you coming here for anyway?" Auron asked.
"Oh, right, the whole why I interrupted you thing." Jecht answered. "Quite a coincidence actually. Braska wanted to talk to you about that day anyway."
"Tell him I'm not in a good mood right now." Auron said. "I need to be alone and think about something." There was a long silence.
"All right," Jecht finally muttered. "When will you be there to talk to him?"
"I don't know." Auron said. "I'll be there soon. I just need to clear some things up in my mind."
"Alrighty then." Jecht wandered off to find Braska and inform him of Auron's condition.
"I can't stop thinking about it." Auron said to himself. "I have to concentrate and figure out exactly what happened." Auron tried his hardest to remember, but couldn't think of anything significant other then what he already knew. "Dammit." There was nothing else he could do. He had no idea how or why it ever happened. He had no choice but to talk to Braska.
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"Hey Braska!" Jecht shouted. He had arrived at Braska's usual hideaway and was shouting through the window. "Braska!"
"What is it, Jecht?" Braska had opened the door to his hideout and let Jecht enter. "Did you give Auron my message?"
"I gave it and got one back." Jecht answered. "He was just thinking of the same thing. I said it was a coincidence and gave him your message. He just ignored me and walked away."
"I recall it a little differently." Auron walked up behind Jecht. "As I recall, I said I'd be here in a few minutes, and I have done so."
"Actually, you said you'd get here later." Jecht corrected.
"Braska, what did you want to talk about?" Auron asked.
"Auron, my friend, you know what I want to talk about. It happened I believe...7 years before we started out on our pilgrimage to defeat Sin..."
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We were good friends, you and I, although I was quite a few years older then you, we still had a worthy companionship. It was before you became so tense and agitated all the time. Before you were the serious one you are today. It was the week before my daughter was born. We were talking about the upcoming Blitzball Tournament, the "Calm Fest" as they called it.
"I don't know sir, I still think the Beasts have the upper hand this year." Auron said, "In all honesty, they seem to have the best speed, defense, and teamwork."
"I don't think so, my friend." Braska replied, "I am quite sure that the Glories have it in the bag this tournament. Maester Jyscal told me that they have been training day and night hoping to win it to prove that you don't have to be human to be good at blitzball."
"Well sir, we each have our own separate opinions. Which reminds me, I was supposed to go collect a Potion for my Ronso friend Terry's son...Basik, I think." Auron said, "They live on Mt. Gagazet though, so I have to cross through the Calm Lands to get there."
"Ah, the Calm Lands. The main battle site of the famous Zanarkand-Bevelle war." Braska said, "I will come with you, my friend. I have to go there anyway to John's Traveling Agency. My wife asked me to mail a letter to her brother, Cid. He is an Al Bhed, you see?"
"Great! I never like traveling alone. I'll rent your chocobo for you, if you like."
"It's fine Auron, I can pay for it."
So we crossed the Calm Lands, and reached the bottom of the mountain where the Ronso were waiting.
"Here is the Potion for your son, Terry." Auron said while handing him the potion. "May he get better soon."
"Terry thanks Auron." Terry Ronso said, "but Terry have one more favor to ask of Auron."
"What is it Terry?" Auron asked. "Is it urgent?"
"Basik's friend try to retrieve Potion. Argai lost up in mountain. Here." Terry handed Auron a Transporter. "Transporter can transport one life form to anyplace it been before. Terry ask Auron and friend Braska to transport Argai back home."
"Sure thing, Terry." Braska said, "we'll get little Argai home."
And so we headed up the mountain to find the little lost Ronso. Little did we know the surprises we were about to encounter.
"I think I see him1" Auron shouted as the duo got closer to the summit of Gagazet. "Man, how did that little kid get all the way up here?'
"Excuse me, Argai?!!?" Braska shouted.
"Friends here to save Argai?" the Ronso shouted back.
"Yes, we are friends!" Auron yelled, "we're here to get you back home!" Braska handed Argai the transporter. "Use that to get home, Argai." Auron told the Ronso.
"Argai give much thanks!" shouted the small Ronso, and transported back home.
"That was easy enough." Braska exclaimed. "Now we just have to get back down."
"Easier done then said." Auron said. "This should be a piece of cake!"
Little did we know that the next series of events would shape the future of not only us, but many others throughout Spira as well.
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Phew. Writing these is harder then I thought. Anyway, I think the next chapter will just clear things up and prepare for the part where the two tales combine!
Chapter 2: Enter The Farplane
Auron stared out into the openness of the Farplane. The fresh flower field blooming in the abyss, the sparkling waterfalls pouring into nothing, the beautiful shining beams spreading light to every crevice, the thick clouds covering the ground with mist. He never did like it much here. Ever since he was a boy, he despised the Farplane. It may have appeared to be a mere resting place for the dead, but it could be as evil as anything else. Footsteps came up from behind Auron. He turned around. "Oh, it's you." Auron said calmly. "What do you want, Jecht?"
"Hey, can't I just talk to a friend every so often?" Jecht asked, "It's not like we're enemies or rivals or anything, is it?
"No, I was just thinking about that day..." Auron replied.
"Oh." Jecht said. "Sorry about that. The interruption and all."
"What were you coming here for anyway?" Auron asked.
"Oh, right, the whole why I interrupted you thing." Jecht answered. "Quite a coincidence actually. Braska wanted to talk to you about that day anyway."
"Tell him I'm not in a good mood right now." Auron said. "I need to be alone and think about something." There was a long silence.
"All right," Jecht finally muttered. "When will you be there to talk to him?"
"I don't know." Auron said. "I'll be there soon. I just need to clear some things up in my mind."
"Alrighty then." Jecht wandered off to find Braska and inform him of Auron's condition.
"I can't stop thinking about it." Auron said to himself. "I have to concentrate and figure out exactly what happened." Auron tried his hardest to remember, but couldn't think of anything significant other then what he already knew. "Dammit." There was nothing else he could do. He had no idea how or why it ever happened. He had no choice but to talk to Braska.
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"Hey Braska!" Jecht shouted. He had arrived at Braska's usual hideaway and was shouting through the window. "Braska!"
"What is it, Jecht?" Braska had opened the door to his hideout and let Jecht enter. "Did you give Auron my message?"
"I gave it and got one back." Jecht answered. "He was just thinking of the same thing. I said it was a coincidence and gave him your message. He just ignored me and walked away."
"I recall it a little differently." Auron walked up behind Jecht. "As I recall, I said I'd be here in a few minutes, and I have done so."
"Actually, you said you'd get here later." Jecht corrected.
"Braska, what did you want to talk about?" Auron asked.
"Auron, my friend, you know what I want to talk about. It happened I believe...7 years before we started out on our pilgrimage to defeat Sin..."
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We were good friends, you and I, although I was quite a few years older then you, we still had a worthy companionship. It was before you became so tense and agitated all the time. Before you were the serious one you are today. It was the week before my daughter was born. We were talking about the upcoming Blitzball Tournament, the "Calm Fest" as they called it.
"I don't know sir, I still think the Beasts have the upper hand this year." Auron said, "In all honesty, they seem to have the best speed, defense, and teamwork."
"I don't think so, my friend." Braska replied, "I am quite sure that the Glories have it in the bag this tournament. Maester Jyscal told me that they have been training day and night hoping to win it to prove that you don't have to be human to be good at blitzball."
"Well sir, we each have our own separate opinions. Which reminds me, I was supposed to go collect a Potion for my Ronso friend Terry's son...Basik, I think." Auron said, "They live on Mt. Gagazet though, so I have to cross through the Calm Lands to get there."
"Ah, the Calm Lands. The main battle site of the famous Zanarkand-Bevelle war." Braska said, "I will come with you, my friend. I have to go there anyway to John's Traveling Agency. My wife asked me to mail a letter to her brother, Cid. He is an Al Bhed, you see?"
"Great! I never like traveling alone. I'll rent your chocobo for you, if you like."
"It's fine Auron, I can pay for it."
So we crossed the Calm Lands, and reached the bottom of the mountain where the Ronso were waiting.
"Here is the Potion for your son, Terry." Auron said while handing him the potion. "May he get better soon."
"Terry thanks Auron." Terry Ronso said, "but Terry have one more favor to ask of Auron."
"What is it Terry?" Auron asked. "Is it urgent?"
"Basik's friend try to retrieve Potion. Argai lost up in mountain. Here." Terry handed Auron a Transporter. "Transporter can transport one life form to anyplace it been before. Terry ask Auron and friend Braska to transport Argai back home."
"Sure thing, Terry." Braska said, "we'll get little Argai home."
And so we headed up the mountain to find the little lost Ronso. Little did we know the surprises we were about to encounter.
"I think I see him1" Auron shouted as the duo got closer to the summit of Gagazet. "Man, how did that little kid get all the way up here?'
"Excuse me, Argai?!!?" Braska shouted.
"Friends here to save Argai?" the Ronso shouted back.
"Yes, we are friends!" Auron yelled, "we're here to get you back home!" Braska handed Argai the transporter. "Use that to get home, Argai." Auron told the Ronso.
"Argai give much thanks!" shouted the small Ronso, and transported back home.
"That was easy enough." Braska exclaimed. "Now we just have to get back down."
"Easier done then said." Auron said. "This should be a piece of cake!"
Little did we know that the next series of events would shape the future of not only us, but many others throughout Spira as well.
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Phew. Writing these is harder then I thought. Anyway, I think the next chapter will just clear things up and prepare for the part where the two tales combine!