Shana: Hi to all the nice people who have decided to read on! Thaliel and Kirjava Deamon, if you're reading this and wonder where your reviews are, I was editing a chapter when your reviews disappeared. I was so mad! Thanks lots for reviewing in the first place.
Blank: You wouldn't believe how loud she was. 'OY!!! I HAVE REVIEWS!! YAY!!'
Shana: (glares, tosses him Pixie Stixs) Not another word.
Blank: (nods)
Shana: To the fic!
In a haze, I floated free. There was nothing to do. I think I wasn't supposed to be here. But what if I ended up going somewhere worse? No, I'd rather stay in limbo. All of a sudden, I heard voices. How was that possible? I was dead. And anyway, from the moment I 'woke up' in this place, I hadn't seen another soul.
I tried to let all my thoughts go. Maybe I could just become part of this oblivion. It might be peaceful. Time seemed to fuzz…
"—deserves another chance," a woman's cool voice was saying.
"That doesn't prove he's changed," growled a gruff man's voice.
"Sure, it does," a child's voice spoke up, "he remembered he has a heart."
"Exactly. That wish was straight from his heart." It was the woman again.
"It might have been desperation. I agree with Ifrit, Shiva. And unless most of us agree, you can do nothing." This woman's voice had natural quiet fury in her voice.
Ifrit? Shiva? But those were Eidolons! Summons I had seen in battle. I looked around but didn't see anything. This was confusing. I tried to sink back into the nothingness, but something was stopping me. I struggled.
The same voice snapped, "Carbuncle, don't let him leave. Not until this matter is decided."
"S'not my fault, Madeen!" whined the child's voice.
"I say we let Ramuh decide what is to be done with him. He will know best," proclaimed a regal woman's voice.
"Here, here," agreed a dark man.
"Phoenix, you and Ark are being sensible. Yes, lets let Ramuh choose what is to be done with Kuja!" exclaimed Shiva.
Done with me? I had a feeling this wasn't good. I fought violently against what ever was restraining me. I felt the power weakening.
"He's too strong!" complained Carbuncle.
"Little one, relax," commanded a soft but powerful voice.
I don't think he was talking to Carbuncle, but me. I instantly stopped resisting.
"Good. My fellow Eidolons, I say his wish should be granted."
"But Ramuh—" started Ifrit.
I sensed a great magic being cast. I was worried. What wish? I didn't remember making any wish. Suddenly a great rift opened in the darkness. A brilliant light shone out of it. Curious, I looked through it. My eyes widened and I screamed.
Shana: Kuja's POV, awesome.
Blank: I know what's going to happen, I know what's going to happen!
Kuja: Tell me!!
Blank: I'll never tell!
Shana: Speaking of I'll Never Tell…Go read Ravyn Crescent's stories! They're really cool! If you can't wait for search, she is in my favorites!
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