Sparkle in the Silence of the Night
Chapter Nine
Baralai
A/N: This one goes out special to Orinoco, who has been on me to update forever, AND made me a kickass image for Hyperion Angel. Go there. It's an order. Either way, thanks to all my reviewers, you all rock! And you all put up with my lack of updateness...
~&~
Baralai hadn't been quite thinking clearly when he stormed out of the room. He had just known that he had been lied to-and being lied to was intolerable. At least it was to him. And it was his problem.
Three years ago, he had been told that he had a power, and it was a power that nobody else could ever have. A power he had to give up part of himself to become, a power that would consume him if he wasn't careful with things. A power he hadn't wanted, but had been given. A supposed blessing. But all the power of premonition had done to him was make him more miserable. He had no control over what he saw, no control over the pain and sorrow that was being felt by the people that flashed through his mind. Nothing could soothe him after one of his "visions", not sleep, not Paine...nothing. And in exchange for taking the deal with the old man, nobody else would have this power. It was his and his alone, unable to be passed on to anyone. He'd be the only one that felt the pain, the hurt, and the devastating feeling of sadness and helplesness he felt watching people he didn't even know suffer.
Now, somehow, even after he had taken the deal, Yuna had been passed the power. Before Baralai accepted the bargain, the power was passed to those who had the most potential of doing good in the world, and it made sense for Yuna to get the power. And it had made sense for it to be passed to Baralai as well. But, the old man had made him a promise that if he became half-demon, then the power would no longer be passed on.
The old bastard had lied to him. And he was going to pay.
"Baralai." Paine called from the doorway, then, rare concern evident in her hard voice. He turned to her, then, and sighed.
"I'm sorry...about storming out like that. It wasn't right, not right at all." he said, and she walked over to him.
"Did you have a..." she began, but stopped as he shook his head. "Then why did you storm out on Yuna, Gippal and I like that? Something has to be wrong."
"Something is wrong, Paine. Something is very wrong. I need to go into the Labyrinth." he said, and Paine frowned.
"You seriously want to go inside of the Bevelle Tower? Baralai, I don't want you to end up like Trema, overwhelmed by power." she said, and Baralai shook his head.
"Trema might be my only key to understanding this. He and I have the same problem, in a way." he said, and Paine stood up and followed him to the door. "Please, I need to do this on my own."
"I'll leave you be if you tell me what's going on. Baralai, it's not like you to keep secrets like this from me, from your friends." she protested, and he sighed, then crossed his arms.
"That night...when I met with that old man in the old Chamber of the Fayth." he said, then looked away from her. "I accepted a bargain he offered me. A bargain that has apparently been forgotten, considering the fact that the power of premonition has been passed on. And I'm still dealing with what he did to me. And, as far as I know, he did the same thing to Trema, over something different though. And I need to learn something, something different than I ever though I'd need to learn from him."
"All right." Paine said, then, and stood and watched Baralai smile at her, nod, and walk out the door. She then counted to one-hundred, and ran after him.
*!*
The Gullwings had done an excellent job cleaning up the fiends in the lower levels of the tower, so Baralai didn't have much of a problem there. It was the upper levels, and more specificcally, the Mega Tonberries that gave him a hard time. Usually he just ran away from them. Trema had to know that Baralai had no intention of fighting him, at least not now. Not until something was done about Yuna's power.
Entering the final cloister, he saw the man stand alone in darkness, then turn to face the much younger Baralai, and frown.
"Why have you come?" he asked, and Baralai put his weapon on the ground.
"I've came...for your help." he said, and Trema laughed. It was a brittle sound, on the edge of cracking.
"Why should I help you?" he asked, and Baralai frowned.
"Because I'm like you, Trema. I'm half-demon now. I was told by Anthrona that the power of premonition would no longer be passed on if I accepted his deal. And for three years, everything went fine, until my friend Yuna got the power." he said, and Trema laughed again.
"He doesn't have the power to decide who is cursed with the 'gift'. He is a liar. And that is all I am going to tell you. Leave me." he snapped, and Baralai flinched slightly at the harshness of his voice. It was terrifying to be this close to an emotionally unstable man easily capapble of killing him.
"You really want me to leave? Too bad." Gippal's voice said, then, and he pointed his gun at Trema. "I want some answers. Now."
"I don't have to." Trema protested like a child, and Gippal shot at him.
"I think you do. Yuna's in trouble. She's shaking, thrashing back and forth, sweating, and has one hell of a fever. Now I want to know what's wrong with her." he snapped, then prepared to shoot Trema again.
"Don't get careless again. Killing him won't solve our problem." Baralai told Gippal, frowning and picking up his staff. "But I know something that might.''
~TBC~
A/N: I've never actually fought Trema, so his character's personality's all made up...don't yell at me! ^_^
Chapter Nine
Baralai
A/N: This one goes out special to Orinoco, who has been on me to update forever, AND made me a kickass image for Hyperion Angel. Go there. It's an order. Either way, thanks to all my reviewers, you all rock! And you all put up with my lack of updateness...
~&~
Baralai hadn't been quite thinking clearly when he stormed out of the room. He had just known that he had been lied to-and being lied to was intolerable. At least it was to him. And it was his problem.
Three years ago, he had been told that he had a power, and it was a power that nobody else could ever have. A power he had to give up part of himself to become, a power that would consume him if he wasn't careful with things. A power he hadn't wanted, but had been given. A supposed blessing. But all the power of premonition had done to him was make him more miserable. He had no control over what he saw, no control over the pain and sorrow that was being felt by the people that flashed through his mind. Nothing could soothe him after one of his "visions", not sleep, not Paine...nothing. And in exchange for taking the deal with the old man, nobody else would have this power. It was his and his alone, unable to be passed on to anyone. He'd be the only one that felt the pain, the hurt, and the devastating feeling of sadness and helplesness he felt watching people he didn't even know suffer.
Now, somehow, even after he had taken the deal, Yuna had been passed the power. Before Baralai accepted the bargain, the power was passed to those who had the most potential of doing good in the world, and it made sense for Yuna to get the power. And it had made sense for it to be passed to Baralai as well. But, the old man had made him a promise that if he became half-demon, then the power would no longer be passed on.
The old bastard had lied to him. And he was going to pay.
"Baralai." Paine called from the doorway, then, rare concern evident in her hard voice. He turned to her, then, and sighed.
"I'm sorry...about storming out like that. It wasn't right, not right at all." he said, and she walked over to him.
"Did you have a..." she began, but stopped as he shook his head. "Then why did you storm out on Yuna, Gippal and I like that? Something has to be wrong."
"Something is wrong, Paine. Something is very wrong. I need to go into the Labyrinth." he said, and Paine frowned.
"You seriously want to go inside of the Bevelle Tower? Baralai, I don't want you to end up like Trema, overwhelmed by power." she said, and Baralai shook his head.
"Trema might be my only key to understanding this. He and I have the same problem, in a way." he said, and Paine stood up and followed him to the door. "Please, I need to do this on my own."
"I'll leave you be if you tell me what's going on. Baralai, it's not like you to keep secrets like this from me, from your friends." she protested, and he sighed, then crossed his arms.
"That night...when I met with that old man in the old Chamber of the Fayth." he said, then looked away from her. "I accepted a bargain he offered me. A bargain that has apparently been forgotten, considering the fact that the power of premonition has been passed on. And I'm still dealing with what he did to me. And, as far as I know, he did the same thing to Trema, over something different though. And I need to learn something, something different than I ever though I'd need to learn from him."
"All right." Paine said, then, and stood and watched Baralai smile at her, nod, and walk out the door. She then counted to one-hundred, and ran after him.
*!*
The Gullwings had done an excellent job cleaning up the fiends in the lower levels of the tower, so Baralai didn't have much of a problem there. It was the upper levels, and more specificcally, the Mega Tonberries that gave him a hard time. Usually he just ran away from them. Trema had to know that Baralai had no intention of fighting him, at least not now. Not until something was done about Yuna's power.
Entering the final cloister, he saw the man stand alone in darkness, then turn to face the much younger Baralai, and frown.
"Why have you come?" he asked, and Baralai put his weapon on the ground.
"I've came...for your help." he said, and Trema laughed. It was a brittle sound, on the edge of cracking.
"Why should I help you?" he asked, and Baralai frowned.
"Because I'm like you, Trema. I'm half-demon now. I was told by Anthrona that the power of premonition would no longer be passed on if I accepted his deal. And for three years, everything went fine, until my friend Yuna got the power." he said, and Trema laughed again.
"He doesn't have the power to decide who is cursed with the 'gift'. He is a liar. And that is all I am going to tell you. Leave me." he snapped, and Baralai flinched slightly at the harshness of his voice. It was terrifying to be this close to an emotionally unstable man easily capapble of killing him.
"You really want me to leave? Too bad." Gippal's voice said, then, and he pointed his gun at Trema. "I want some answers. Now."
"I don't have to." Trema protested like a child, and Gippal shot at him.
"I think you do. Yuna's in trouble. She's shaking, thrashing back and forth, sweating, and has one hell of a fever. Now I want to know what's wrong with her." he snapped, then prepared to shoot Trema again.
"Don't get careless again. Killing him won't solve our problem." Baralai told Gippal, frowning and picking up his staff. "But I know something that might.''
~TBC~
A/N: I've never actually fought Trema, so his character's personality's all made up...don't yell at me! ^_^