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Sephirothxx:
I have decided that I will read 'The Shattered Calm' before
'Ripped and Torn' so expect reviews!
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Chapter 6: A Thunderous DiscoveryThe door of Rins agency was thrown open and Jecht staggered in holding Auron over one arm, Braska over the other.
"Hey! Get these guys some help!" shouted Jecht.
The startled innkeeper rushed off to the stock room to get some potions.
"rumt uh! e'mm uk yht kad cusa budeuhc yna oui y summoner? un y guardian? tu oui cbayg al bhed?"
Sounded like some weird language to Jecht.
"eh?"
"hmmmmm..., Cbenah" was his reply
"look, will you talk to me or not?" Jecht was pretty annoyed now.
"I apologies, I am al bhed, I see that you do not understand my native tongue."
"I obviously don't! now give me help! Can't you see that they are dieing?"
the innkeeper swiftly uncorked the al bhed potion and poured it into Auron and Braska's mouth.
"that should keep them alive for a while, until our white mage can get here"
"I hope that this mage gets here soon!" Jecht shouted at the al bhed.
"I don't even know your name!"
the man looked down for a second.
"yht e tuhd ghuf ouinc..." he muttered under his breath…
"my name is Nedus, and yours?" he said.
Jecht considered him for a moment.
"Jecht" he said simply.
"and this is your summoner?" he gestured towards Braska.
"yeah"
the al bhed stared at him for a moment, then looked away just as the door of the in opened and another al bhed dressed in white walked in and, completely ignoring Jecht, walked up to Nedus.
"ec drec dra uha?"
Nedus nodded.
"y cissuhan?"
He nodded again.
"Druikrd cu"
the mage sat down and began casting some healing magic,
/Curaga/
/Regen/
/White Wind/
Auron and Braska glowed a white light, which then faded.
The mage looked puzzled, clearly this was not meant to happen, he turned to the Nedus.
"fryd rybbahat du dras?"
Nedus looked at Jecht,
"what happened to them?"
Jecht scratched the back of his head.
"Well…it was this guy… err, his name was… hmmm" Jecht pondered a moment. "His name was Nobumenu."
Both al bhed gaped at him,
"they were both hit with that attack… I think it was Ultimaja, well, at any rate, it was a BIG spell! Massive!"
The al bhed looked at Jecht fearfully.
"TET RA TAVAYD RES? TET RA TAVAYD RES TYSSED! NEDUS! TET RA TAVAYD NOBUMENU? LUIMT DRA AL BHED'S GHUFMATKA UV DRA VYODR VEHYMMO PA BNUJAH? EC JECHT DRA VEHYM BEALA UV BNUUV DRYD BEVELLE VAYNC UIN GHUFMAKA?" the mage was acting maniacal.
"lyms tufh Booya, taab pnaydrc" Nedus said to the mage, looking worried about his mental health.
The mage took a deep breath.
"Nedus, e ryja du cyja dras, Ultimaja ryc duu silr bufan, e haat du cylnevela, e's cunno, kuutpoa Nedus"
the mage bent over them and shone a pure white
/White Magic Desperation Abilty: Sacrifice/
The room seemed to explode with pure light filling the room and banishing all darkness, then it ended and vanished.
Braska and Auron stirred, still injured but put of imidiate danger, The White Mage was gone.
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/3 hours and many potions later/
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Auron opened his eyes to a strangely decorated room which had a distinct smell. He shot bolt upright, images came flashing back. Explosion. Light. A Block of Ice. Fury. Orange Energy. Weakness. Darkness. Silence. Pain. Then, a soothing touch and a sense of loss.
"AAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHH!"
Jecht, hearing the noise rushed into the room, and then had to dodge a furious sweep from Auron katana.
"where am I?" Auron look at Jecht with wild eyes.
"Hey, calm down, were in Rin's Travel Agency"
"WHAT?" Auron looked furious. "Al Bhed? There, there, scum!"
"we Al Bhed Could say the same about you too, Auron Kasargi" Nedus walked into the room.
"you have killed enough of us to fill one of your yevons 'fiend pits' "
Jecht looked a Nedus in disbelief, then he said, with a note of shock in his voice,
"Auron, you are a Bevelle monk?"
Auron looked at Jecht for a second then retorted.
"correction, a 'Fallen' Monk, a Monk that has recognized that cruelty of such high degree to Al Bhed that he has recognized the error he has made, and, quite simply, given up being a monk"
"ooooooohhhhhh…. Wait, so you used to WORK for these guys who are trying to kill us!" Jecht almost shouted.
"We still do." Said Auron
Jecht almost jumped.
"we do?"
Auron sighed, "our whole pilgramige is yevons work, we, that is to say, Braska and I, were trained, brought up and lived inside Bevelle, yevons headquarters."
"then, then why have you Al Bhed saved us?" Jecht was perplexed.
"Because we Al Bhed have a certain knowledge of the fayth, a prophecy, if you will, that a warrior of incredible strength will rise from the ocean with sins coming, and he will lead his and all other summoners to eventual victory against sin, he shall fall but the essense of him shall rise to take his place, he and the daughter of greatness shall vanquish sin forever." (A/N Sorry for the cleché, but it is the only way to make this work! Rest assured things are not Quite this simple!)
"then why is Bevelle tryin to kill us? Especially if were working for them!" Jecht really was clueless for such an arrogant git.
"because, this is an Al Bhed prophecy, this is unacceptable for Bevelle, this is going to blow all of their propaganda about us out of the water!" Nedus looked very angry about Bevelles attitude.
"then why are they trying to kill us? Why don't they just stop us from being allowed to get more aeons?" asked Jecht
"they don't want it to be that obvious." Nedus turned to Auron "looks like your beloved monk 'family' have turned on you, just like they turned on us" he got up, you two need rest, I shall be in the staff quarters."
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"hey Auron, look, I'm sorry that I was being an arrogant jerk, I never realized that you were under so much pressure…" Jecht and Auron were still awake, Braska had not woken, but he was more exhausted than either of them, even Jecht.
Jecht didn't realize this, but before he had come to Spira, he would never have made such an admission, this was new for him, he didn't notice, but Auron did.
'Braska was right, this guy has potential' thought Auron, "I forgive you, you weren't to know, I misjudged you too"
Jecht thought for a second,
"hey, lets forget our start and begin again, friends?"
Jecht offered out his hand.
Auron smiled, 'he is growing up'
Auron took Jecht's hand and shook it.
"Friends"
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A/N: Sorry about the Ceché 'prophecy' thing, and some errors, I would like a beta, but… I can do without, if anyone is interested, e-mail me :D
Chapter 6: END