Edonil: Thirty-three words! I'll probably have that done in this bit at the top here… I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own FFIX! I don't own Kuja! I don't own many characters!
Claimer: I own Crims! I own Sarah! I own the mysterious girl!
Word Count: FOURTY-NINE! I had to reach thirty-three… I'M DONE!!! Mwa ha ha ha… Erm, yeah…
To Change
Chapter Twenty-Two
Kuja was exhausted. He'd only been here a week, but… Tired, he rolled into bed.
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"Kuja!" Kuja looked around. Where was he? It was dark… There were stars in every direction. Was he in… space?
"Yes, Kuja," another voice said. Kuja started. Was that… It was. It had been a year since he left the Iifa Tree, and…
He had to convince the Eidolons to let him stay.
"So, Kuja, have you anything to say for yourself?"
"I… I… I will not say anything in my defence," Kuja said at last. "You have no doubt been monitoring my actions. Therefore, you should know that I am behaving like any decent person. There is nothing I need to say."
"And what of your past mistakes?"
"I can not change them. They are the past. I wish I could go back in time, but I can't. Instead, I plan on concentrating on the future."
"And what are you going to do?"
"I… As you are no doubt aware, I have a daughter, and she was kidnapped by Garland." Kuja was surprised how calm he felt. "I am going to find them, get her back, and finish off Garland once and for all."
"Do not bother," a female voice told him in comforting tones.
"Why?"
"It is no good," she said. "Your daughter is beyond your grasp, as is Garland. Go on with your life. Grieve with the one you call Crims and move on. It is useless to do otherwise. More than useless."
"No!" Kuja yelled vehemently. "I will not leave my daughter to be mentally destroyed by Garland!"
"It is as I said, Madeen," another voice said.
"Indeed," the female voice agreed. "You have passed our final test, Kuja. You may live out your life on Gaia."
"Thank you," Kuja said, bowing deeply. Then, because he had to know, "Do you know… anything about Garland's whereabouts?"
"No. I am sorry, but he has hidden himself from us. I wish we could help you…"
The scene faded to blackness.
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Kuja sat up with a gasp. It was so real… At least he now knew that he wouldn't be whisked off to oblivion.
"Kuja?" Crims asked from beside him. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, Darling," he whispered. "More than alright."
"What happened?"
"I… The Eidolons came and spoke to me. Do you remember what I told you? About my deal with them?"
"Yes."
"They said I could stay. They've forgiven me."
Edonil: Well, I'm done my 14000 words in eight days! Seven, actually… Go me! Please R&R! And tell me what you think of a story about Crims!