Chapter V
"The entrance to the trials," said Lulu, looking at a heavy door we were facing. Down the stairs of the Temple we had gone, now standing here, practically only a Cloister of Trials between Yuna and us.
"I wonder if Yunie's really in there," Rikku sighed.
"Let's go and see!" said Wakka, perhaps wanting to participate in some action instead of pondering about Yevon and how they had betrayed us.
"Let's go!" Lulu agreed, and I heard an unusual tone in her voice. She was worried, so worried she actually wanted to hurry, and hurrying was so unlike her.
And so we went through the Cloister of Trials. It was all based on machina, and Wakka had to face yet another shock on this matter. But he had seen Yevon's maesters and priests betraying the teachings so much and so completely he had no more will to moan. We could only imagine the depth of his despair; he had truly believed in Yevon all his life. Now, they had forsaken the basis of his whole life by questioning the truth of those teachings.
We got through, and found a huge concrete door. Chamber of Fayth.
"Yuna?" I requested. I did not even stop to think how many times had I said that during a short time already.
"Inside, maybe?" Wakka proposed.
Well that's the Chamber of Fayth, of course she's inside, you dumbass... I thought. I wondered what awoke those hostile thoughts for Wakka in my mind. He had been my friend. When had he turned into a stupid racist, a complete redneck? When I came to know him, I offered. And gave a wry smile for that.
"What are we standing here for?" I said, getting my hands under the door and trying to lift it open. I seemed an impossible task due to the weight of the door. Wakka of course was startled.
"You can stuff your taboos!" I commented to his amazement, and Kimahri seemed to agree with me on that matter. He came to help me, and together we were able to lift the door. I walked inside, and saw Yuna praying to a thing that looked like a hologram.
"W-what's that?" was my reaction to my amazement.
"A fayth," came a voice from behind me. It was Auron. "They join with the summoner, and together receive the aeon. They are human souls, imprisoned in stone by ancient Yevon rites." He paused. "The dead should be allowed to rest."
Suddenly, the fayth moved forward to enter Yuna's body, causing a bright flash of white. Yuna fell on the floor.
"Yuna!" I shouted. Yet another time.
Auron walked away from the room. I gently picked Yuna up from the floor and followed Auron, carrying her.
"Wait, don't come out!" came a teenage girl's voice from outside.
But whatever was happening there outside the door, I sort of had no choice but to come out and face whatever there was.
Our group was surrounded by guards with rifles. Maester Kinoc stepped forward, pointing out, "There's the last of them. You are to stand trial."
"I expect it to be a fair trial," Auron said with a smirk.
Kinoc gave a laugh. "Of course it will."
He looked at the guards, and understanding the command they took a few steps towards us. Now, we considered ourselves prisoners.