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Notes: I think I'm getting bored. But I'll finish. Only a couple chapters left anyway.

Light erupted and the earth began to shake, knocking the party to the floor.

Yuna raised a hand to shield her eyes. "No." She whispered.

"What is that?" Rikku asked nervously.

"The aeon." Yuna replied. "She's summoning it."

Gippal pushed himself to his feet. "Then we'd better get our asses in gear." He said firmly. Moving forward, he slid his hands under Rikku's arms and pulled her to her feet. She pressed herself against him and wrapped her arm about his shoulder for support.

"Are we going to make it?" Rikku asked.

"We have to." Tidus shot back.

"It's just up ahead." Yuna turned to Rikku. "We'll make it." The high Summoner rose to her feet and slid her hand into her husband's and threaded their fingers together. She glanced once to him, then moved quickly with him at her side.

Paine fell back into Baralai's arms as the ground cracked beneath them. "What's going on?" She asked as her eyes darted about the broken city.

"Liya wakes the aeon." Kimhari said as he tried to retain his balance.

"We're too late." Wakka said angrily.

"We must save Liya." The Ronso replied as he darted into the ruins.

"We have to get to the top of the city." The blitzer said.

"I thought the chamber was beneath us." Paine turned to face him confused.

"There's a portal…a lift, where we fought Yunalesca. That's the crest. That's what Rikku was talking about. It has to be what will take us down to the hidden chamber." Wakka looked them both in the eye. "Trust me." Then he gave chase after the Ronso Elder.

"What choice do we really have?" Paine asked.

How dare you cross into my temple.

"What kind of trick…" He turned abruptly on Liya as she shuffled up on her knees. The back of his hand connected with her face and sent her straight to the ground. Her temple made a faint cracking sound as it hit stone, but he was too worried to notice. His eyes shifted about the crumbling temple.

You are not welcome here.

"Who are you!?" He shrieked. "What are you!?

The light from the statue solidified in a straight beam of light and a figure appeared within the stream. It fixed its gaze on him and raised its hand to point straight ahead. Power was pressed forward and slammed into him, forcing him back against the temple wall.

The Farplane calls for you.

It swiped its hand out before itself and all the light was dismissed as darkness reclaimed the chamber. He slid down the wall, painfully coming to a halt upon the stone floor. The being knelt down before him and braided hair fell down before him tied up in threads and small rings.

"It's been a thousand years." She said.

Looking up, he fixed his eyes on the young woman. Her pale caramel skin gave off a faint glow, even in the dim light around them. The emptiness of her white eyes lingered on him, studying him as a twisted smirk took hold of her lips.

"What's wrong?" She asked him. "Afraid of your own creation?"

"I didn't create…" He stuttered.

"Oh but you did." She hissed. "And oh what I have become." Her hand shot forward and seized him by the throat, slowly lifting him off the ground until he hung suspended before her.

"What…what do you…" He choked out.

"And aren't you glad you chose a mortal body to inhabit." She cooed. Pulling her arm back, she thrust it forward, slamming his body hard against the jagged wall. "Aren't you !?"

A woman's voice reached Yuna's ears and she looked to Tidus who returned an identically confused look.

"Did you just…" Rikku began as Gippal nodded his head. "Did that sound like…"

"Yeah." He frowned, and kept pace with the small party as they came upon the open doorway.

Stop. The image of Yunalesca appeared once more before them. The only…

"We don't have time for riddles." Tidus cut her off and furrowed his brow. "I don't care what you have to say about the aeon. I don't care if you…"

You should listen to what she has to say. The Bevelle Fayth materialized before them. For she alone knows the nature of The Keeper.

"But why would…" Rikku piped.

A Guardian is meant to know her charge. The child finished.

"You're the Guardian?" Yuna asked as she looked to the fallen summoner before her.

Yes. Yunalesca replied. When I gave my life to defeat sin, I was pulled into this place and was given charge over Zanarkand's sleeping aeon. She glanced to the floor. She was just a child. She murmured. But now that she's awake…I fear the worst. But, you could sing for her. Her eyes glanced up at Yuna who stared back confused. I believe your voice would soothe her nerves. Soothe her hate.

"What do you mean?" Yuna asked.

"We should sing to the aeon?" Rikku asked skeptically as she placed her hand on her hip.

Only Yuna. Yunalesca stepped forward. Please. I fear the songs from your heart could be the only way to calm her. She's spent the last thousand years dreaming of vengeance. And now that it is so tight within her grasp, she may break. And the rest of all dreams with her.

"I don't understand." Yuna replied as her frustration finally caught up with her. "What dreams?"

All dreams. And without exception.

Please Yuna, sing. Just one last time. The child pleaded.

Yuna looked to Tidus who refused to look back at her. His own thoughts were raging within his head and he didn't know if he wanted to see the terrified look that she tried to hide within her eyes.

Time froze, and for once, Yuna wanted to just stop. She wanted it all to end. Maybe everything would just disappear if she didn't do anything. All dreams would vanish. Would he leave her again? She wasn't sure if she could handle that again. She wasn't sure if…

What about Liya? What would she be considered if Zanarkand's aeon destroyed all the dreams of Spira? She shook her head and stuffed her hand into her pocket, pulling out a small locket and transforming her garb into that of the Songstress.

She held her eyes closed for a long moment, before pealing them open to inspect herself. Here she stood wearing the remnants of a ghost. An image she hadn't worn in several long years.

Her eyes looked to the blonde who now stared back at her in awe. He had never seen her wear this dress. He stumbled over his words, but she moved forward and placed her finger to his lips. She kissed his cheek, then moved forward into the chamber.