Chapter 8: A Rather Nasty Encounter
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Chapter 8: A Rather Nasty Encounter: BEGIN!
Seymour instantly surrounded himself with Guado Guardsmen and the doors locked behind the three.
"You will never leave here alive!"
"You wanna bet?" yelled Jecht, he leaped into the air and threw his sword with all his might at the door.
/Jecht Special Move: Sword Plough/
The sword shone red as it rocketed through the air towards its target. However it never got even close, as Jyscal shot across the room with shocking speed, his feet barely touching the floor, and caught the sword in-between his palms.
"No escaping the will of Yevon, you have sided with the al-bhed and shown yourselves to be true heathens, you cannot be allowed to live, your blasphemous views shall be no mor-" but before he had time to finish, he was struck in the chest with a bolt of lightening and sent spinning backwards into the door with such force that it knocked it off its hinges.
"I think you will find that Thunder is a good remedy to annoying politicians," said Braska as he lowered his outstretched hand, still sizzling with the backlash of his spell.
"Father!" Seymour leapt forward towards his father only to be caught mid air by Auron who chopped Seymour in the back of the head with his arm, knocking him unconscious.
By this time the guardsmen had recovered themselves and leapt into action, there were five in total, each with glistening blue armour and halberds ready to fight off Yevons 'enemies'.
The former of the guardsmen went straight for Auron in an attempt to reclaim Seymour but he was not fast enough, in the blink of an eye Auron had spun around and hearld Seymour at the Guardsmen, who dodged just in time. Just as the second guardsman jumped to catch the flying Seymour Auron drew his own weapon and in one swift motion, cleaved through the attacking guardsmen, blood shooting off in all directions as he split in half mid-flight and shot past Auron, one half on each side. For a moment Auron was alone against the onslaught of the guardsmen. The came flying at him, one on the left closely followed by one on the right. Auron stepped to the right and brought up his katana from the floor in an upward motion, catching the first guardsmen just under the jaw. One. He stepped to the left and spun around ninety degrees as he did so and slashed horizontally to the right, completely severing the guard's head.
Then Braska was there with him, staff spinning, his black magic lancing into his opponents striking them down before they got close enough to strike.
Jecht ran towards his sword, which had been dropped by Jyscal, as he picked it up and looked up he saw that Jyscal was back on his feet and was conjuring A LOT of water within his palms 'oh god, this aint good!' Jecht leaped upward, his hair barely skimming the roof of the manor, the waterja shot strait past under him into the path of his two friends 'this is not good!' he thought in despair, he landed and kicked off from the floor, hurtling towards Jyscal, feet inches away from the floor, this was his chance to finish off the Guado assault, he was going to take it.
"Auron! We have to fall back!" Braska shouted over the din of clashing armour and the roar of spells and counter spells. However, just as they began to do so, the worst happened, and Auron was struck in the back with a crushing waterja attack, shattering the protective shell created by Braska as if it was paper. He was sent hurtling into the midst of the Guado guardsmen.
"Auron!" Braska shouted.
/Braska Summon: Bahamut/
Braska was bathed in light come from the staff in his hands, Bahamut smashed through the ceiling into the centre of the guardsmen, the Fifteen guards still standing were sent flying due to the shockwave generated by the magnificent aeon.
"Bahamut! Get Auron!"
Bahamut leapt into action, punching his way through the guardsman tide, felling two of them, neither getting back up. The Dragon King Ploughed his way to Auron and scooped him up, he turned around to get Auron back to Braska when he saw a bolt of energy fly towards him
/Aeon ability: Shield/
Red geometric hexagons surrounded Bahamut and he took the brunt of the attack, concentrating his shield to protect Auron form the Guado magic, which dissipated harmlessly upon contact with the unyielding shield.
The energy blast had come from Jyscal, who was still locked in combat with Jecht, he had noticed the appearance of Bahamut, it was difficult not to, but he would deal with that later, right now, he had to deal with Braska's guardian, who was putting up an incredible amount of resistance. Jecht leapt skyward in an attempt to confuse the Maester and avoid the next onslaught off magical attack. As Jecht neared the ceiling once again he flipped, and kicked off from the roof and shot towards Jyscal with the speed of a blitzball, Jyscal was not fazed, he stepped marginally to the right and brought up his hand, Jecht slammed into the floor with his foot, barely missing the Yevonites feet, he felt the fist slam hard into his back and he was slammed downwards to the ground, but before he could complete his journey to the floor he flipped himself over, so that his hands were on the floor and propelled himself towards Jyscal feet first, catching him in the chest with astounding force. Jyscal rocketed upwards towards the roof, shattering the crystals that provided light as he did so.
'Heh, get up from that one!' thought Jecht triumphantly.
"Lets get out of here!" shouted Braska as he fended off yet another swarm of Guado guardsmen intent upon his 'unfortunate' demise. "Bahamut! Come, take us to The Moonflow!"
The Dragon leapt the final few feet towards Braska and Jecht, lowered down onto its haunches, Braska climbed onto his armoured back and signalled to Jecht, who was more than a little way of Bahamut, but he saw know other way and leapt onto a nearby guards outstretched sword and caught it between his feet, spinning around in a blur, he sent the guard sprawling as he landed on Bahamut's back.
"Here, take this, you will need it Braska, it works better than your staff!"
Braska acknowledged the gift with a nod as he urged Bahamut upwards. The great Aeon spread its wings, and shot upwards, through the hole it had used to get there. Bahamut turned east to make its journey to Mushroom rock, when it was hit by throwing knives, three pointed rings with red ribbons attached to the end of them.
/Wakizashi/
Bahamut spiralled just in time as a blade of razor wind shot past him, Braska looked over the side of the Dragon, Braska looked t his assailant, to his shock, it was Nobumenu.
And beside him, was Yojimbo.
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A/N: oooooooooooooooooohhhh! I'm evil! Sorry about the length of the chapter, and the incredibly long wait, but I hope that it was better written than the others, I really had to think about this one.