Chapter 3- Take Two of Sin
I checked back with Jecht's family every so often. Each time I went, Leila seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. It was as if she had given up on life. Tidus, on the other hand, grew stonger and stronger. I think he was out to prove that his father's disappearance, and, in his eyes, death, meant nothing to him.
The boy walked around a lot now. Especially at night. Sometimes, I followed far behind him to make sure he didn't get into any trouble. IT was on one such night, about a month after Jecht had gone, that I approched him. "How's your mother?Dead yet?" I asked.
Tidus turned to look at me, anger blazing deep within his eyes."She's not going to die," he told me forcefully.
"Really?" I responded."My mistake." Then I walked away, leaving him with his thoughts. It was a cruel thing to do, I know, but someone needed to bring him back into the real world, and his mother sure as hell wasn't going to be doing that anytime soon.
A few days later, Leila did die. Tidus was sent to live with some other family members until he could care for himself. As for me, I went back to my new life.
As soon as I had returned, I had taken up fencing again. Now that I had surpassed the master, I knew that it was time for me to leave.
The night I left, I looked about my home for the last time.There was nothing there that really marked it as mine.For all instances, it could have been a home in a show that was always shown on the Sphere. I opened the door and stepped into the night, making a silent vow to myself that I would not return unless Jecht, or his remains, were with me.
I walked down to the docks in search of a small craft. I was able to find one for 200 Gil. I took it. It was a small price to pay to be able to be in the possession of the one thing that would bring me to where ever Jecht was.
As I set sail, I was completely absent of all emotions. One small part of me realized that this meant that I was no longer afraid of boats and of water.That little part also figured out it was because of my run in with that fin. When I got to where Jecht and I had been attacked all those months ago, I sropped sail and anchor and waited. I was there for the whole night and until the sun began to rise again. That's when the fin returned.
"Come and get me!" I yelled out to it. "Take me to where you took Jecht!"
The fin came. Faster and faster it approched the boat, seemingly faster than it had before on the day of that fateful sunset. I didn't move though. I knew what had to be done. I knewI had to let this thing attack me.Only then could I go to where Jecht had gone.I don't think it ever occured to me that Jecht could have been dead. Somehow, deep inside me, I knew he was alive. Jecht was somewhere, and only this thing could take me there.
When it hit me this time, I held on fast to the railing surrounding the boat. The fin came out of the water, and, for the first time, I actually got to see what was attached to it under the water. I wished I hadn't.I don't think there are words enough to describe what it looks like.You know what I mean if you've ever seen Sin. Anything you say only covers about a half of what is actually there.
I lifter my head to the sky and closed my eyes, knowing that the flash of blinding light would soon be coming. And come it did.
I felt my feet leave the deck,and, for one moment, I thought I was being tossed into the water again.But when no splash came, I knew that I was floating there in the air.
I don't know how long I was there for.Time had no meaning for me while I floated. It could have been five seconds, five minutes, or even five years.I didn't care. In fact, I didn't care about anything. I think, for the first time in my life, I was actually at peace. That was when the pain came.
It was excruating pain that came with the light. It felt like I was being pierced over and over again with thosands of daggers all over my body while being burned alive at the same time.
Then, in the same moment the pain began, it was gone. The light quickly ebbed away and the fin was gone. I was laying face up in the water a few miles off a small island. It might have been the edge of a continet too, I didn't know.Or care. All I knew was that the place I saw was where I needed to go.
So, slowly, I began to make my way towards the land I saw, hoping the place I saw would be the place I found Jecht.
