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Chapter 7: The Dark side Of Yevon Begin!
The trek through the Thunder plains, was difficult, especially for Jecht, who, while agile, had little knowledge of the Geographical monstrosity that was the Thunder plains, the flowing grey, desolate ground of the plains flowed out endlessly in each direction, but if Jecht squinted, he could just make out the silhouette of Guadoslalam lit up by the thunder strokes.
"Slow work." Stated Auron unhelpfully. Jecht nodded, he agreed, this was slow work, though it could hardly be described as such.
The ground shuck.
Jecht looked up.
"Eh? What's that?"
Auron had already spotted the source of the disturbance, as had Braska, Jecht followed their gaze and was greeted by a giant fiend standing beside the thunder rod next to them, its Giant Iron sword in hand, Jecht looked at it and gulped. The thing shot itself through the air towards the party, who scattered just in time narrowly avoiding its devastating reaper attack. It turned its unnatural gaze to Auron, who appeared unperturbed, the Iron Giant leapt towards Auron, who did not move, he only braced himself for a counter attack.
/Thundara/
A supercharged bolt of lightening shot from the sky to strike the metal monolith mid-air, sending it flying flat on its back. Auron took his chance to counter as he leaped above the monster and shot down, his sword glowing an orange light.
/Power Break/
His orange blade struck the monster square in the chest, it brought its shield to parry, but to Jecht's astonishment he cleaved straight through the sword and the blow connected with the Iron Giant. With another Thundara the monster disappeared into pyreflies.
As the party struggled with the Iron Giant events in Bevelle were unfolding.
"You failed me Nobumenu," said Mika, his ancient voice full of anger.
"I'm sorry master," said Nobumenu, head bowed.
Mika ignored him and accessed the save sphere net to him, he turned to Nobumenu,
"I shall employ a more reliable warrior, you shall go after them again, but don't expect much to be left of them once you reach Guadosalam."
"Yes Maester?" Said the voice coming from the save sphere, Maester Jyscal head appeared in the blue void.
"I have an assignment of a 'sensitive' nature for you, you and your son are to go and meet the Braska party as soon as they enter Guadosalam, and make sure they don't leave, what ever happens the people must not find out of this, if you are defeated tell no-one." Said Mika who had leaned forward so his face was inches away from the blue crystal.
"Do you doubt our abilities Grand Maester?" said another voice from beside Jyscal, Seymour Guado came into view and performed the greeting of Yevon, "you have nothing to fear, we shall not fail, and mother will not allow it."
The party finally reached the end of the Thunder Plains, Braska had said little, he was still mourning for the white mage.
"Here we are, Guadosalam." Said Braska "Home of the Powerful, yet optional Aeon Anima, it is not needed for the final summoning, but if used correctly, it is said that it could bring an end to sin, Anima has only recently been brought into existence, Maester Jyscal Himself journeyed to Zanarkand to make it so."
Jecht looked at Braska, then Auron.
"So lets go get that Aeon!" he said as if it were the simplest thing in the world.
Auron looked at Jecht pityingly.
"If it were so easy, then every summoner will have Anima, as it is, only the four Maesters and Seymour have the ability to summon anima, you must ask one of them for permission to summon it, they say it is like a cloister of trials, anima is meant to be situated here, in Guadoslalam."
Braska nodded his head in agreement, and carried on up towards the entrance to the mystical Guado city when a strange man, dressed in a blue shirt that was too small for him, green trousers of a similar nature, wore a blue hat, had flaming red hair and carried a large violently green backpack walked up to them.
"You look like people with some money," he said in a quick, businesslike voice.
"Wada you say?" asked Jecht in a threatening way.
The strange man seemed unperturbed.
"Say, interesting cloths you got there." Was his only reply? "Yeuch, filthy, filthy you need a shower man!"
Jecht flushed with anger and drew his sword, Auron smirked.
"Why you little…" Jecht was mad, he was just about to level the guy when the merchants' hand shot out and wrenched the sword from Jecht's grip. Auron burst into all out laughter, as did Braska, as Jecht stood there, shocked and fuming with indignation.
"Nice sword, nice sword… I'll give ya 5000gil for it eh?"
"I'm sorry sir, but who are you?" asked Braska
The man turned his attention to Braska,
"Ah, I'm sorry lord Summoner, I am O'aka the XXII, merchant extraordinaire!" said the man
Braska laughed, well here, take this, he handed him 250gil, "I've been in need of a good laugh, and you just made my day!"
O'aka looked at Braska, "why thank you Lord…"
"Braska, my name is Lord Braska"
O'aka nodded. "Well, I'd best be off then!" and he turned round an strolled away, only to be blocked by a very angry Jecht, he held out his hand, and pointed to his sword which O'aka had just walked off with, O'aka gave it him back with a quick "oh, i'm terribly sorry" and then hurried off.
The party entered Guadosalam.
As the three came upon the in-twelve-years-time-to-be Chateau Le Blanc, the Crimson doors opened and out stepped the Maester Jyscal and The Monk-in-Training and son, Seymour Guado.
"Ah, the Braska summoner party, u heard what happened in macalania, and I would like to invite you inside as a way of apology." Stated Jyscal.
"Thank you maester, much appreciated." Said Braska
And the three followed him inside.
"Please, sit Lord Braska, make yourself at home." said Jyscal.
"Whoa, now this is what I call a welcoming committee!" shouted Jecht as the food was reviled, the table piled high.
Once the meal was over, Braska asked the question that was on everyone's mind.
"Maester Jyscal, I was wondering if you would be so kind as to divulge the location of Anima to myself and my Guardians?"
Jyscal put down his knife and fork, and sighed, then looked Braska directly in the eye.
"I have to say Braska, I'm disappointed with you, our hospitality is not enough for you, I did not think you so selfish a man." The doors behind then slammed shut. "You shall not leave here alive!"
Auron jumped and tackled Braska to the floor just as Seymour sent a flare flying straight at them.
Jecht had had enough of this; he wanted to know why Yevon had betrayed them.
"Listen here, I don't care if you're the maesters son! Tell us where Anima is!"
Jecht lunged towards the little boy in front of him.
/Protect/
Jecht hit a solid wall and bounced away from the boy in front of him. Auron rushed to Jecht's aid. He looked at the son of Maester Jyscal.
"You are no Yevonite, you have no right to deny us the location of Anima"
Seymour Guado laughed.
"I am afraid you are wrong, 'o so powerful guardian' you see, she is no longer here at Guadosalam, my farther and I had her moved to a safer place, away from the selfish Summoners who seek her, she is not an original Aeon! She is not needed for the final summoning!"
Braska gasped at this.
"You have no right to move a sacred Aeon! One that has been the one hope to people for Decades!"
Again, Seymour chuckled
"You are wrong Lord Braska, you see, she is my mother"
The battle was on.
A/N: Sorry about the crappy ending and the outrageously long wait, I promise updates will be faster and the next chapter better :D