The Day I Died.
Chapter 6. Confrontation and surrender.
Instead of waiting helplessly her approaching death sentence, Yuna decided to do something drastic. She folded her arms, lifted her chin up and glared at the hooded killer.
"Why you are not running away? I would have enjoyed a good hunt after all…" The soldier drawled, and Yuna could hear a slight hint of amusement and disappointment at the same time in the man's so cold, frightening voice. "Come on, run for me, girl. It is so much enjoyable that way." The man said this with false, persuasive voice, and Yuna could do nothing but to shiver from his absolute lack of mercy, compassion, and humanity.
Something in her head just snapped.
Suddenly the soldier startled from utter confusion, as he saw Yuna´s reaction. He expected her to throw herself to his feet, begging for her dear life, weeping like a madwoman. He expected anything else but this.
Yuna smiled her brightest and sunniest smile, and seeing the soldier's shocked reaction, she simply, beyond all reason, started to giggle.
She giggled and couldn't really even stop. "You- you dear to laugh at me?" came a quiet and low whisper, almost a hiss, as the soldier was absolutely dumbfounded, and at the sight of this, Yuna started to laugh even louder.
"Not one-- Absolutely NOT ONE Mudblood shall laugh at me-- You should crawl on the ground begging for your life! Kneel down on the ground now, beg for mercy, and I shall end your life quickly!" The man yelled after founding his lost confidence. The young woman gave him her most innocent look and replied to him with the most mocking voice she could muster: "Ah...Such small words from such a small man." She gave him her last genuine smile, but quickly furrowed her brows, and stared at the man accusingly.
"Hmph…Do you feel good killing other people? Do you get thrills about it? You see, I must have missed few essential points, because I do not see any glory you may have attained by murdering others, and I see you have also lost your pride as well.
Following your Lord's orders blindly, like some lovesick puppy…you are nothing but a common criminal. And that's what you're ever going to be." Yuna finished, and no one has ever seen before so disgusted and ugly look on her face that she had now.
Despite her very young age, Yuna had once again succeeded to overwhelm her opponent. The Inquisitor was totally, utterly, silent. Yuna could almost see his inner battle as his long-lost conscience, if he ever had one, was battling against the blind hatred and rage for the Al-Bheds and other, non-Yevon, non-"Human", races.
Sadly, the latter, the malicious side, seemed to have won the battle inside his head.
At the same time Seymour and Karis walked out of the tiny, shadowy alley only to confront the detrimental and very, very dangerous situation.
The two men wavered in the shadows, as they were facing the hesitating, yet murderous member of the Inquisition Squad. However, the man was not able to see them, as they were hidden in the darkness, but he was able to see Yuna, who stood only few meters in front of him.
As seconds passed, Yuna´s confidence seemed to run out with every silent moment went by. The soldier wasn't talking, he wasn't making any kind of noise nor movement, and this alarmed Yuna. He was clearly up to something.
She hesitantly took the tiniest step backwards, towards Seymour and Karis, as the pressuring silence grew more intense, like it was a calm, sultry moment before the releasing storm and soothing rain.
Karis was about to rush to help her, but Seymour stopped him with his hand.
There is time for them to make a splendid entrance to this scene, and this was not it.
He knew, that only rushing things would possibly only worsen them, so he decided to wait patiently.
And soon, after a while, the soldier lifted his masked face to look at her. Yuna, who's confidence had now vanished like a pile of ash to the swirling wind, blinked in confusion and took another, slightly longer, step against the wall.
Her ideas had now run out, and she didn't know what to do next.
How to speak without angering him further?
How to act confident when you almost fainted from this atrocious fear?
"How to save my life?" Yuna thought desperately, but her plans were interrupted- the soldier was now right in front of her- she could have taken off his mask and peek what kind of a face of a monster lurked beneath the facade, but for her surprise, she didn't have the courage to do it. In a flash, the man took her chin into his firm grip and hissed very coldly to her and his voice was no louder than a whisper.
"You dare to mock Lord- no, to mock me, with this unworthy, filthy and foul mouth of yours…? You will--" The man never got to finish his sentence, when Seymour was already staring right at him, just inches behind Yuna.
This certain Inquisitor was never a brave man, and this tall half-Guado´s gaze, his eyes, were so frightening that even an courageous man would have fled right from that spot.
But this man didn´t flee. He was petrified from fear. "Care to finish that sentence?" Seymour asked, without any threatening tone in his voice. But more preferably in the "Care to have another nice cup of tea, Mr. Evil-Little-Minion?" tone of voice.
The soldier blinked, switched his gaze to Yuna, then back to Seymour, and blinked again. Like he did not believe his luck! His plans were just to have some fun chasing after some Mudblood woman, not to bumb into a party of a weird Picasso-hair and his weirder companions. Nope, this won't do. Won't do at all.
"What- You-You are not- you are not part of the Inquisition Squad! Just who exactly are you?!" The man yelped, and backed away from the Golden Trio.
"That's maester Seymour, smart-ass." Karis drawled, and looked back to Yuna, who stared at the two men with wide-eyes. "Yeeesh, heroes, if you could have come a little later, you would have missed rather fine show! But, thank you anyway…" Yuna, after her fear and panic had worn off, now addressed the men with a sarcastic tone, what she clearly didn't learn by herself. "Hmm-- That man, Karis, has quite an influence on her, I presume.." After Seymour had pondered this little thought in his head, he mentally shrugged it off, and turned his lilac gaze to the now stuttering, previously so brave, noble and just slightly mad soldier.
Allowing a tiny smile play in his lips once again, Seymour just simply stated the soldier once, for the last time.
"Say, that outfit is quite nice, what you are wearing…"
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A/N: Yay! Another chapter so soon! Heh, except it is quite short. Sorry! More to come soon!
I was just so happy from all the lovely reviews that I had to figure out how to continue this plot--and fast. But fear not, I shall write again soon. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe.
Hmm…People did connect that Mudblood-thing automatically to Harry Potter, as I expected them to do. I have to admit, I WAS reading Harry Potter fics for few weeks, and what else could be used to describe dirty, mixed heritage and the shame what comes with it? Actually, it is not so uncommon even in my own country to use such a foul description about ethnic groups. (shudder) Not pleasant, not happy, (sigh) but when life is? (shrugs.)
Oh well…I hope I didn't get too carried away in this chappy, the usage of such twisted "humour" for example…and I just had to add that Picasso-thingy too, although there wasn't this great artist in Spira, BUT I COULDNT HELP IT!! God forgive me and my childish "humour".
This chapter is the result of extreme boredom! It didn´t move the plot whatsoever, but it was quite fun to write... ; )
Disclaimer: I am simply too lazy to put these to every chapter, so go to my previous chapters to see this so ever-famous line. And if you still steal MY story's plot, MY original characters in MY own fan fiction, which is based on story, which is not MINE, after reading this, you are more than in trouble, mate! (Eeeeeevil glare.)
Yep, I'm feelin´ nasty tonight… = )
Stay tuned for the next atrocious chapter! Yay!