Final Fantasy X-0: The Fathers story
Disclaimer: Let the force or the disclaimer be with you… I don't own Final Fantasy!
To my reviewers! (The whole two of them, thanks you two, you're the best:D)
Sephirothxx: thanks for your support! And I will try to review more for your fic!
BRR: Thanks For your review! I will try to make the chapters longer (this one certainly is, but not by much sorry!)
A/N: like I said, my 1st fic, sorry about the short chapters but I am trying!
Chapter 3: A warm welcomeJecht woke to find that he was lying in a bed. That as a relief, he was half expecting to wake up in that monsters belly.
'Uuggghh where am I?' he thought in confusion. He was lying in a well-decorated small, circular room, it was devoid of any technology and it was FREEZING!
His thoughts were interrupted when the door opened, Jecht tensed, half expecting to find himself face-to-face with an alien. But all he saw was a well dressed, bald guy who was so old that he looked like he was dead already.
"Who're you?" He asked in a somewhat arrogant tone, he didn't know why that was, 'must be missin' the boy' he thought.
"My, what an unpleasant young man you are! That is no way to speak to your Superior is it?" he said with an air of authority in his voice.
"Who the hell are you!" shouted Jecht, he was not used to being talked to like that, everyone loved him, he thought.
"I would apologize for your previous rudeness before you question me, youth these days, no respect, not even for a maester! I will blame your lack of respect on the unfortunate effects of the copious amounts of toxin you surely consumed last night, I am called Mika, Grand Maester Mika, leader of all the peoples of spira and the head of the Yevon council."
Jecht looked disbelievingly at the old man before him. 'He's nothing but an old monk!' thought Jecht, 'Not the leader of spira, I've never even heard of the guy! And what on earth is a Yevon?'
"Look, bozo! I don't know who you are but take me back home right now!"
Screamed Jecht
"I do wish that you did not just do that" said Mika as about 50 armed guards rushed into the room and dragged a struggling Jecht off to the Bevele dungeons.
Jecht woke to find himself on a VERY uncomfortable bed.
'Urrrrgggghhhh, where the hell am I?'
Jecht got up and saw (with a shock) that he was in a dungeon that was RELLY cold. He took a moment to remember where he was, 'aahhhh, I remember!' I'm in the bevelle dungeon; he shuddered as the memory came back to him.
"Hey, you awake?" asked a guard sitting outside the door
"Uuuuuuuuuuggggghhhhhhh"
"Well, you deserve to feel like that after such disrespect for the Maester!"
Scolded the guard.
"What ever" said Jecht in a dismissive tone.
"Well, get your act together, you have visitors!" said the guard indignantly
'Probably the boy and his mum' thought Jecht 'man, these guys are gonna get HURT when the rest of Zanarkand find out abou-'
His thoughts were cut short however by the door opening and a soothingly, friendly voice spoke.
"Is this the one?"
Then the two men came into Jechts line of sight, one was tall, and had Jet black hair, he was dressed in red clothing and black, hard leather armor, silk pants and a hard expression on his face with un-readable beady black eyes he had a MASSIVE sword drooped over his back in a holster.
The other man was almost the exact opposite. He had strange armor, maroon and purple plates slotted together to form a robe in the style of some sort of priest or man of religion, he had a large brown, soft-leather belt with some strange sort of pattern engraved upon it (A/N if any of you own FFVII the pattern on Braskas belt looks suspiciously like the map of the Temple Of The Ancients, don't you think?) His hair was covered by a strange hat that looked like it may have belonged to a bishop of some sort, his eyes where a soothing blue and were piercing. His weapon of choice seemed to be a staff with an elaborate design at the top, the top part was colored red with a blue lower part.
"Greetings" said the bishop-like man
"Hi, wadda you want?" said Jecht resuming his arrogant tone.
"You shall speak to him with respect!" scolded the armored man
"Auron," said the bishop, "Calm down!"
The man looked crestfallen at this.
"Anyway, greetings, I am Braska, and this is Auron"
/The Day Before:
"So, Auron, why are we going to see the prisoner in the bevelle dungeon again?" Inquired Braska.
"I was told that a man has been found in the Spring of Macalania he was in bad shape, it looked like he had been half-drowned. But he was found in the shallow part of the spring, you know that there is no way that he could have been half-drowned there, it is just impossible! He was found face-up and there was no evidence that a fiend could have done it… They found evidence of sinscale in his clothing, which, by the way, is the strangest clothing I have ever seen! He was unconscious when I saw him but I want to interrogate him, maybe he was knocked out by Sin somewhere else, maybe he was attacked by Sin and-"
Braska interrupted him,
"Are you hoping that he will just 'pop' back? Because that's not going to happen, and you know it. Jecht is gone and there is nothing that you can do about it, your brother is dead, I'm sorry Auron."
"But that's where you are wrong Braska, this man that was found, his name is Jecht, have you ever met anyone else with that sort of name? I haven't and he just comes back!"
Braska eyed him solemnly but did not reply.
"Ok, lets see him!"
And they set of for Bevelle dungeon
/Present Day:
"What do you two want eh?" asked Jecht
"Cut to the chase!"
"How much do you know? It looks like you had a pretty bad run-in with Sin."
Said Braska
"Eh?" said Jecht, a typical reply for him. "I aint that sinful! I don't know if you two are preachers or somethin' but I aint' bitin'!"
"How bad are you? Where do you come from?" asked Braska, with a note of concern in his voice.
"You don't know me!" asked an incredulous "I'm Jecht, Jecht Faun!"
He only received blank stares. Jecht, slightly putout, tried again.
"I'm a Blitzer, Star Player of the Zanarkand Abes?" He asked, hoping to get an affirmative answer.
Braska and Auron looked like they'd been slapped.
"What's the problem?"
"Do you know who Chappu Carang is?" asked Auron abruptly
"Err, no, why? Am I meant to know who he is?" said Jecht who was more than a little confused.
Auron turned to Braska,
"He is suffering abnormally from the effects of the toxin"
Braska nodded in agreement,
"It does seem rather bad…"
then a thought came to him 'why not bring him with us?' Braska, who was not a person to let suffering just pass by without him giving help decided to act on impulse.
"What do you say to a deal?" asked Braska
Jecht turned around.
"Huh? A deal you say?"
"Yes, how about this, your freedom, in exchange for you becoming my guardian?"
Auron looked like he was about to faint.
"Braska, do you think that this is wise?" he asked in an obvious lack of trust.
"Look Auron, the poor guy has had enough toxin to kill a herd of buffalos, the least we can do."
Jecht looked perplexed
'What does this guy need a guardian for? He looks tough enough to me!'
"Well?" Said Braska snapping Jecht out of his reverie.
"Why not? This guardian business should be no trouble, and I can find a way back home!"
Braska and Auron exchanged looks,
"Look, you home doesn't exist anymore, the Zanaraknd Abes, now don't get me wrong, they may have been a real Blitz team, but they don't exist anymore…"
Jecht looked confused
"Huh?"
Then, Jecht laughed,
"I can't believe you guys haven't noticed the BIG city behind Gagazet! That city is Zanarkand!"
Braska looked at Jecht sympathetically,
"No, Jecht, that city behind Gagazet is no longer Zanarkand, it was Zanarkand"
Jecht looked suspicious
"I don't believe you"
"Then become my guardian and see for yourself"
"Fine, then I can prove you wrong!"
And with that, Braska produced a large one-handed sword, (A/N think of the sword that Braska Final Aeon uses) and gave it to Jecht.
Jecht stared at it in wonder.
"That is a very special sword" Braska went on to say.
"It reacts to the users memories and uses their physical abilities used in the every day activities of life and converts them into overdrives, you, being a blitzer, will have an exceptionally powerful overdrive"
And sure enough, when Jecht took the sword the Abes symbol appeared in a flaming line on the flat of the blade.
"I hope you know how to use it," said Auron.
And with that, the party turned and walked out the door.
"By the way, Braska, what is it that you do for a living?" asked Jecht
"I'm a summoner, can't you tell?" Braska replied
"Err, what's a summoner?"
This was going to be a LONG trip.
A/N: well there it is, I tried to make it longer, but not much success there… I will try for next chapter, promise!
(And sorry about the cliché ending, I am never any good at those…)