Yuna-Hey! I'm the one in the spotlight!
Me-Shut up, Yuna. Go cry over Tidus.
Rikku-What about me? I wanna be in it too!
Me-Oh God....My headache's coming back....Anyway, next chapter should be longer.
Walks away with Yuna yelling at her, and Rikku whining
I stared at the sphere. The glowing of it hypnotized my eyes. The purple hue glistened. This was my prized posession. This....This was what I had lived all those long and lonely years for. This one sphere, yet now that I had it, I felt dead. Incomplete still. When I saw it half buried in the shadowed soil, my heart jumped. It fluttered, and I felt nauseated. Did I really want to find it? Life wasn't so bad. I had friends now. I had a home. I place I felt wanted, needed even. Yuna has been there for me....She has been the sympathy I've needed for a while. Rikku, well, in a sense, she's what I've always wanted to be, yet what I've never wanted to be. She's always so cheerful, so girly, yet extremely annoying. Shinra....Well, there wasn't much to say about the kid. He was smart, cute, yet so hard working.
Buddy is friendly, always there to help a friend, not to mention a pretty average guy. Brother was the odd one I'm still not sure I'll miss. Considering he's Rikku's brother and is helplessly in love with Yuna, though if I look past the incest he had brewing inside him, he's a nice guy, I guess. Barkeep, though you can bearly understand him always knows what you need, whether it's rest, items, or just a nice cold beer. Ah, I could use one right now. Help me decide whether I'll leave the Gullwings, probably kill myself, or at least spend the rest of my life fighting, or stay, have a family, a home, a job in a sense. I could either keep everything, or lose it all.
"Barkeep, load me up." He looked at me with sad eyes, pushed a cold beer my way. I twisted off the cap and turned around on the stool. They all looked at me like that. Like I was a small beaten child. A pathetic soul. I hated that. They tried to see into me, yet they only saw right through. They saw a fraction of me, and that was it. They saw my cynical, sarcastic outlook on life. They knew that part of me, the only fraction of me I'd show, yet they never realized some things. I'm only human. I could cry, and I could hurt....Yet I wouldn't let that happen. No, not now. After 16 years of not crying, of not letting people know that I had a soft side, I wasn't about to lose it.
I took a short swig of beer. The cold liquid soothed yet stung my throat. It felt good. You could usually find me here, at the bar, or polishing my sword. My pride and joy. No one knew why I loved my sword. They asked, yet I never bothered to answer. I'd look at my reflection in the sword, and when I knew they weren't looking, a tear would fall, and I'd quickly polish it away. Tears were for someone that needed the past, that needed things, I only needed my sword, a few gil, and I was set. That's how I had looked at it a few years ago, anyway. After living in the Celsius, I'm not sure I'd ever be the same again.
My outlook has changed drastically, and I owe it all to them. The inhabitants of this ship. The people that say they love me, yet I know the truth. Pain was love, though I didn't want to break it to them. I guess each of them felt it in their own way. Brother knew Yuna's love would never be returned, Yuna was probably never going to find Tidus, and Rikku, well....I have no idea what I'm talking about anymore. I take another swig of beer, almost done this bottle. Maybe I should get drunk tonight, that way I could leave easily. No tears, no pain, just stumbling around with my belongings and my sword. I'm sure there would be some physical pain considering how poor my eye sight would be, but that wouldn't matter. I'd be gone, and it'd be over with. But God, think of the hang over I'd have. I don't feel like getting really pissed again, hurts too much later.
I turn back around, and stare at the sphere that I'd placed on the bar. I hand Barkeep the empty bottle, and stare fixedly at the sphere. Should I play it? Should I watch it? See what's on it? I know it's the sphere. It was where I was told it'd be, it was the same colour, it had to be. I couldn't have come this far for a fake, piece of junk, sphere. I checked to see if the others were sleeping. They were. I quietly walk to the elevator and tap into the computer that I want to go to the bridge. It shifts, and in around 10 seconds the doors open and I walk out. Shinra would kill me if he found out I was on his 'precious' computer. I slide the sphere into the machine, and I turn the volume low. The screen becomes fuzzy, my heart is rapping against my chest.
Sphere starts to play
"Mommy, Daddy? Don't leave me! Please!"
"Paine, please don't do this to us. We don't want to, but we have to...."
"No! Please just stay with me!" Paine's father touches her long hair, gives her a kiss on the cheek.
"Honey, we'll come back for you, I swear." Her mother also comes over, hugs her, and kisses her tears away.
"Paine, you won't understand, but you will someday." She whispers into Paine's ear, being tugged back by a guard.
"No whisperin' lady." Her mother and father being held by guards, looking at Paine.
"We'll come back, sweetheart." The guards pushed them forewards with their guns. Finally, a scream comes, and two shots are heard. Paine's eyes enlarge, and she falls to the ground by her father's sword. The tears are being ushered out, the sobs just etching into the sphere's recorder. Paine takes her father's sword, barely able to lift it, and cuts off her long flowing hair. She leaves so little left, and looks at the guard that's recording her. She glares. She gets up, and walks towards him with the sword. There's a large swipe, a gutteral grunt, and the recorder goes dead.
Sphere ends here
I can't hold it back anymore. This was what I had buried 16 years ago when I was three. I had grown up when I should have been a child. My first time killing someone....It wasn't my fault. The bastard and his cult killed my parents. They wrecked my life, along with many other little children's. How dare they do that to me, wreck my fucking life. They were going to pay, and I did so. I killed the recorder, I killed the two that had shot my parents, I killed their friends, and so on, until now....I'm about to find out who it was that controlled them all. I put in a smaller sphere, a rare recording sphere. My hand is green from the glow. I take out the other sphere, and put the other in. I stole this from the recorder....
Sphere starts to play
"Ma'am, we're all here and accounted for."
"Good, very good. Now, your next mission is to find those two spies and
kill them! They're daughter is a pretty one, keep her, I might need her
someday."
"Yes ma'am! Move out!"
Sphere ends here
My jaw drops, I utter a gasp. I can't believe this....She could not be the leader....
Disclaimer: I am NOT the owner of these characters, only the story line, blah blah blah, yeah.