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Chaos Factor Chapter 19: Execution rescue
One week had passed since Gridion died. They did mourn for him, but they had bigger things to do. They discovered that Paine was being executed, so they rushed there, but not before going to the Sanuba desert, to drop Garik off.
Rikku: Okay. We need to get in there, ans shake-shake ourselves some mayhem.
Aurorn: what?
Yuna: It's just Rikku talking. You get used to it.
Rockhammer: Can't we get this shit done and over with. I've got a concert in Luca in two days.
Rikku You didn't just say that.
Jecht: What a jackass.
Tidus then looked at Rockhammer coldly.
Tidus: Paine is about to be executed, and your best friend passed away a week ago, and all you can think about is the fricken concert?
Rockhammer: Exactly. I need many adrenaline rushes before I can get over my friend being dead. As for Paine...well I don't want her to die. But the soon...dammit man. F-U.
Tidus: Asswipe.
Rockhammer just simply ignored it.
Brother: What if we shot a missile. Away from the execution site. That should divide their attention. Then, we go in, and rescue our gothic friend.
Rikku: That might just work. You decided to use your head, for once.
Everyone cowered in fear. They knew, something big was going to happen.
So Brother fired off a missile, towards the temple area. It was meant to damage the streets. The guards all went there, as well as Kintaro.
But two beings still remained. Believe it or not, it was Crimson and Seymour. They had Paine tied up to an electric chair.
The Celsius then fired off some grappling hooks, and they all went into Bevelle.
Crimson: Damn. This thing is being broadcasted. We don't need the damn Gullwings to interfere with our plans.
Yuna: Hand over our friend. She did nothing wrong.
Seymour: Ah, Yuna. Beautiful as ever. Paine was merely helping a traitor to both sides. You see, she helped a summoner, who only sought out power.
Yuna: Shut up. We know you are full of lies. These people should have known by now, that you once tried to become Sin.
Seymour: Oh Crap.
Crimson: Enough. With just a flip of this switch, she dies.
Crimson flipped the switch, but nothing happened. The lights went out, before a strange fog came from a small distance. Then, a black clad being came out, riding a motorcycle.
Seymour: And you are?
Paine: Gridion!
Everyone was shocked. Then, massive Dragon wings sprouted.
Gridion: Did you really think I was dead? I sorted the matter out with my father. Now, he realised I had to fake death. It is important. STOP!
Gridion cast stop on both Crimson and Seymour. He then took the Mic.
Gridion: People of Spira. The Youth league and New Yevon are being controlled by dictators, who wish to bring this war. They started it. They wanted to use the hatred between the two armies, to create fuel for a being far worse then Sin. Oh, and if you See Sin again, don't panic. Sin is my personal Aeon.
Paine: you tell them.
Gridion then looked over at Paine, and the straps came off. Gridion then took off his cloak, and hat. His face was more dragon then before.
Everyone in Spira then saw the clips from the chaos spheres.
Gridion: Crimson. I have once again proven to you, that I can't be defeated by. You. You thought I was dead, when I shrunk back down to normal. But all I did, was activate the final part of my evolution. I am now immortal. But let's see hoe you like the taste of being almost defeated. ZAMATO!
Gridion then withdrew the most powerful Yojimbo sword, and sliced both Seymour and Crimson. He then shot them both.
Seymour: Is this the end? A summoner more powerful then Yuna, I thought it wasn't possible.
Gridion: Don't make me laugh. I am god now. And DON' T EVER LAVE YOUR FILTHY HANDS ON MY WOMAN, EVER AGAIN!
Gridion then walked up to Paine, and the two passionately kissed for a minute. Everyone was surprised. After the kiss.
Rockhammer: yo man. You got yourself a girl. Good work. You are alive as well.
Gridion: It's not possible to kill god.
Rockhammer: You're still my friend. On that note, can you possibly play drums at an upcoming concert?
Gridion: Gladly
