Final Fantasy X-0: A Fathers Story
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy, or 'The Final Countdown' by Europe, but I do own Nobumenu and The Macalent.
Chapter 4: Let The Pilgrimage Begin!
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Pastycheese: I am trying to make the chapters longer! Honest! Glad you like them though!
Sephirothxx: I know, I blame uploading errors! (Really, I didn't write it like that!) And I was taught to write my dialogue like that!
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A/N due to almost all of my reviews being about longer chapters... DADA! A longer chapter! (I personally don't think that it is long enough though…) I'll leave it for you all to decide!
Another A/N: I'm sorry it took so long to update, a whole string of problems, the worst being every time I tried to type, the song 'The Final Countdown' by Europe popped into my head! Nightmare! (sorry anyone who likes that song…)
Chapter 4: Let The Pilgrimage Begin!
"So", said Jecht as he walked along the highbridge with Auron and Braska, whilst admiring his new sword.
"Where are all the adoring fans, the crying women?"
Braska looked at Jecht pityingly,
"This is all you're going to get Jecht, I'm afraid that you will have to live with it!"
Braska said showing an un-characteristic amount of annoyance.
"Ok! Ok! Sorry!" Jecht held his hands up in submission.
"See Auron? He's learning!" Said Braska knowingly
Auron merely grunted, he obviously did NOT like Jecht at all.
Jecht looked in awe at the spectacle before him…
The Group stood on an outcrop overlooking the beautiful Macalania forest and up to the thunder plains beyond. A perfect contrast of the beautiful wood and the dark clouds of the Thunder Plains.
"Well?" asked Braska, "What do you think?"
Jecht just stood there, mouth agape,
"Whoa" was all that he could utter.
"C'mon, we'd better be going if we hope to cross the woods by night fall…"
stated Auron with impatience in his voice. "If you just plan to stand there all day and just gape, be my guest, but Braska and I are going"
And with that, he walked off down the slope. Braska and Jecht soon followed.
At that moment in time, Supreme Maester Mika was inside his chambers interrogating the guard who previously held Jecht captive.
"And you LET HIM GO?" shouted Mika, a dark aura of foreboding filled the room.
"y-yes sir!" squeaked a terrified guard. "The summoner Braska ordered his release!"
Mika looked pensive.
"I-if you want sir, I suggest that you deny any access to the temples."
Mika looked at the guard with a shocked look on his face,
"How on earth did an imbecile like you get on this guard regiment? YOU ARE FIRED!"
The guard just sat there, shell-shocked, this was a different Mika, he could only imagine what this 'Jecht' could have done to invoke this kind of wrath within him. The guard left Mika alone to ponder,
"Nobomenu!" called Mika.
"Yes maester?" said the man standing guard at the door.
"Come, I need to talk with you"said Mika, looking at the door.
The man that entered looked nothing like the yevonite; he was wearing Glistening Blue armour and carried a long, diamond encrusted halberd and wore a helmet trimmed in gold, which covered his long, silver hair and his piercing, turquoise eyes.
Nobumenu took a step forward and bowed deeply.
"You have need of my assistance maester?" asked the armour-clad warrior.
"I cannot allow word to get out that I have my suspicions about Jecht, I can't just deny Braska access to the temples, it will raise suspicion." Mika explained.
"What will you have me do my lord?"
Mika pondered his options,
"Give chase, track them down, with the utmost secrecy, and kill them."
The forest was quiet, eerily so, Jecht, Auron and Braska were on the constant alert, Braska had warned Jecht of the dangers of the Maclania fiends and said that he should keep his weapon drawn at all times.
"Can you REALLY do magic?" asked Jecht
Braska sighed in exasperation, it was about the seventeenth time he had been asked this,
"Yes, I can cast white AND black magic, though only level 1 spells, they should offer some magical protection, plus I have other means more effective than magic in which to destroy fiends, I am called a summoner for a reason you know."
"Yeah, so you keep telling me," Jecht looked disbelievingly at Braska, "Though I doubt that these 'aeons' are that powerful!"
Auron cut in,
"You shall soon see, look."
He pointed through the trees, they were being watched by ravenous eyes, at least five of them, not to mention the birds that circled menacingly above them.
"Looks like this will be one big battle!" stated Jecht
"Why do you always state the obvious Jecht?" asked Braska jokingly.
"They come." Said Auron with finality.
And with that the fiends attacked.
"Braska, scan them!" shouted Auron above the chaos
Braska pointed at the fiends.
"Scan!"
/Bandersnatch/
Hp: 750
A very nimble Lupine fiend,
Very resistant to magic, so
Only high-level spells will
Make an affect, long range
And fast weapons are the
Way to go.
/Divebeak/
Hp: 150
An aerial fiend, extremely
Fast and very difficult to
Hit, watch out for the
Darkness inducing
Venom in there
Saliva. Magic and
Long range weapons
Are the way to go.
"Should be simple!" shouted Jecht and he nimbly sidestepped a hungry lupine.
"Too many of them!" shouted Braska, who was having difficulty with the Bandersnatches due to their magical resistance.
"Enough! Concentrate on the battle around you!" Scolded Auron.
With that, Jecht, Auron and Braska all let out a battle cry and charged into the pack of Lupines.
Auron quickly dispatched the first few bandersnatches with a few powerful swipes of his blade, the wolves fell back from it, howling in agony as the pyreflies flew from them into the air. But even the iron hard Auron could not withstand the remainder of the pack and eventually, with help from the evasive birds overpowered him and he was forced to fall back, closer to Braska.
Meanwhile Braska was fighting off the swarms of birds valiantly, he figured that he was virtually useless against the lupines so he concentrated on the evasive birds.
"Blizzard!" yelled Braska, he had decided to use level one magic to conserve his power. It seemed to work as the dark bird screamed and erupted into pyreflies before him, even its brilliant evasive moves where ineffective against the near perfect accuracy of his magic.
At the rear of the fighting party stood Jecht, his soul-sword in hand. He was obviously struggling with the ferocious fiends as he had little fighting experience. He swung his sword in a crude arc at one of the Lupine's, there were two of them. His efforts were affecting the fiends little as all is seemed to be doing was keeping the fiends at bay, not, as he wanted, destroying them.
A lupine lunged at Braska, who quickly brought up his staff in a panicked defence; the fiend hit the staff with full force and wrenched it out of his hands. The Bandersnatch brought up a claw, he brought it down with lightening speed it was about to rake Braska's armour was there, Jecht was there, sword in hand, Jecht brought his armour-plated arm up to block the fiends ravenous claws. The lupine, caught off balance, was sent flying into the air. Jecht quickly followed as he jumped into an astonished Braska and…
/Jecht ability: Eject/
Using his blitz skills, Jecht sphere kicked the fiend away over the trees. He landed gracefully on the floor in front of Auron's last bandersnatch.
"Whoa", Jecht said out loud to himself.
"Out of the way" said an irritated Auron as he swung his great blade. Moments later the final fiend dissipated into pyreflies.
"Impressive, for a beginner" Braska said with wide eyes, he clearly could not believe that Jecht could manage so well.
"Heh, ah told ya!" Jecht said, with a hint of a gloat in his tone.
"Well I wish you hadn't ejected that Fiend, because it wasn't happy, and neither is its friend!" said Auron.
Jecht and Braska looked over their shoulders open-mouthed as a large tree wrenched itself from the forest underbrush.
"Scan!" shouted Braska.
/Macalent/
HP: 15000
MP: 999
King of Macalania forest, Wields
The power of ice and is capable of
Summoning roots from the forest
Earth to help it in battle, Fire
Is the way to go.
The tree-king lurchedtowards the party as they swiftly got into the instinctive battle formation, namely, Auron in front left, Jecht in front right and Braska at the back in the middle.
The Macalent swung one giant arm-branch at the charging Auron, who jumped away easily. As Auron distracted the monster, Jecht ran up the fiends other arm with expert agility, leapt into the air and brought his sword down onto the monstrous head. The attack simply annoyed it and got Jecht's precious sword stuck into the bark-like skin.
The Macalent flailed and thrashed its head whilst keeping Auron at bay with its hands. It didn't see Braska as a threat, after all, he wasn't attacking, how dangerous can it be?
This reasoning was the beginning of the fiends' downfall.
"Braska! Its time to summon and show this rookie the true power of a summoner!"
Shouted Auron above the noise of battle.
"Right," Braska nodded his head, he agreed, it was time. "Jecht, watch closely, this is something of what we search for on the pilgrimage.
Jecht finally managed to yank his sword out of the fiends head, he turned to Braska, "What?"
"Jecht, get down!" shouted Auron; there was the essence of fear and anticipation in his voice.
Jecht did so, he sensed that this was REALLY important, such perceptiveness was new to Jecht, but he thought little of it.
Nobumenu watched from atop a tree nearby, he had used the summoning powers taught to him by the Guado maester Jyscal to summon the wretched fiend Macalent, even though he was no summoner himself.
'Finally' he thought, 'I will get to see the full scope of Braska's power.'
Braska drew his staff once more, and spun it around several times, his eyes closed in concentration, he suddenly opened them and shouted
"Great Aeon Bahamut, King of Dragons!"
/ Braska Overdrive: Grand Summon – Bahamut /
A blue light erupted around Braska and the cloud overhead darkened.
Jecht looked round, wide-eyed.
The beginnings of pure light poured through the sky.
Jecht glanced at Braska.
The symbol of the Aeons, Bahamut and Yevon appeared in the sky.
Jecht glanced at Auron.
A dark object travelling at an incredible speed shot through the symbol.
Jecht began to observe the object, when, still at an incredible speed, it landed in front of him, barely missing his foot. The shockwave sent him flying backwards into Auron, they both went down. Braska, who was slightly further away, merely stumbled.
Standing in front of them, mirroring Jecht's arrogance in all but one aspect, which was, indecently, Bahamut was a king who deserved respect and Jecht wasn't a king, and did not deserve much respect in anything other than blitz.
The Macalent was frozen in terror, it sensed the awesome power of Bahamut and was scared of it.
The blue aura that was surrounding Braska flowed out, into Bahamut, who roared power eradiating from him.
/ Bahamut Overdrive: Mega Flare /
The Macalent knew instantly that its long life was over, it would not survive the incredible power of Bahamuts' attack. It stood there, arms crossed, waiting for its end.
Bahamut flipped over onto all fours and smashed its claws into the ground, not wanting to be pushed back by the recoil of this next attack. The floating disk behind him began to rotate, faster, faster, faster. The build up of energy began to show, a multi-colourd aura began to flow from it, then the flow suddenly stopped and eushed into Bahamut himself and began to gather inside its mouth. A small ball of incredible energy.
Bahamut let fly with its overdrive.
The Macalent didn't have time to think.
It was over.
Chapter 5: Continues from where we left off.
HA! Cliff-hanger! My 1st one!
Anyway, you all said that you wanted a longer chapter… so here! I don't think chapter 5 will be as long though… anyway, bye!