Hey, guys. This chpt really sucks ass and I am not happy with it at all. I will be honest about it. It's short and sweet, but it's all I came up with at the moment because I am having trouble deciding what to do. And I can't help but to wonder if I am boring everyone. I surely hope not. :( Anyway, on with the chpt.
By the way, guys, there is a very good story that I insist that everyone read. Its called Eternal Night by Rikku's twin. It's a very good story and needs to be recognized by all who knows what a good story is.
Through the realm Shuyin's soul flew in search for his love. He was torn from her arms for 1000 years and he wasn't about to let that ever happen again. There, in the distance, he came upon a spiraling pool of pyerflies and midst its center was the mistress of death sucking the life from the realm of souls and unleashing the souls of the angered upon the living. The mistress had her sights set on Lenne was surely going to consume her, and in doing so, she could summon passed aeons at her will.
"Come, former summoner!" the mistress demanded. "With your soul I shall summon the aeons to do my bidding! And in doing so, I will destroy everything in existence and consume all the souls in Spira!"
Resistance was futile, for no matter how strong Lenne was, the mistress was even more powerful. Closer and closer she was pulled into the mistress. Shuyin withdrew his sword, growling out as he came from behind, under-slashing the mistress of death, and with a long wail, she cried out, releasing the souls from her grasp as she lost concentration. With clinched teeth, she turned and feasted her eyes upon the angered soul of Shuyin.
"I lost her once." Shuyin began through short, angered pants. "And for 1000 years we were apart! I will not let that happen again! I will not lose her in the afterlife!"
"One thousand years is childs play, you foolish creature." the mistress spatted back. "I have gone three milleniums without my lover! And you will not stop me when I am so close to being reunited with him! Your lover's soul has charisma and will fit in nicely with my collection that dwells within my existence!"
"No souls will remain within when I tear you apart!" Shuyin warned
The mistress of death just cackled. "Allow me to show you the ones whom dwell within."
Levitating herself in the air, a hue of ebony quickly took over all, a mist of pearl descended all around her, dancing about in delicate spiral. Her eyes began to glow a dark crimson, her mouth slowly opening and expanding to great lengths, however, just as she was about to unleash the souls she had consumed over a course of time, she was struck from behind. The mistress landed to the ground below with a hard thud.
"Enough!" came a stern, firm voice from behind.
"About time you got here!" Shuyin said as he feasted his eyes upon the one soul that was even known well in the afterlife.
"It was a long journey." Auron stated as he rested his Katana upon the ground. "We. . . had delays." he adjusted his glasses upon his face.
"Yo! AURON!" called out an irritating voice from behind. "Save some for me! Don't hog all the glory!"
"Like I said." Auron stated again. "There were delays."
Everyone looked to see Jecht running towards them, withdrawing his sword and readying for battle. Auron gumbled to himself as she shook his head.
"Why'd you run ahead?" Jecht asked while approaching Auron.
"Where's- -" Auron began.
"He's coming!" Jecht asked. Laughter is heard in the distance and everyone looked only to see Lord Braska approaching them. "See, told ya." He then looked around. "Where's the runt? He's not off somewhere crying is he?"
"Shuyin!" Lenne called out. Shuyin looked and once he saw she was okay, he ran into her arm, embracing her warmly. Lenne looked deeped into Shuyin's eyes, leaning her head slightly and placing a tender kiss upon his lips.
"If I didn't know any better, I would say that was my boy there!" Jecht said with a chuckle, nudging Auron's arm, which totally irriated him to the soul.
"It's not!" Auron said sternly. "Your boy isn't off crying either. He's with Yuna. . . inside of her."
"What'd he do, possess the girl!" Jecht asked while rubbing the back of her neck and Auron just shook his head.
"She obtained what was needed for her to bring him back!" Auron said.
"It can't be!" screamed an angry voice and everyone turned only to see the mistress of death standing before them, a hue of ebony surrounding her very being. "How was she able to find the one thing I created and hid from the world? The only way she could have obtained it is if she truly seeks to bring life to the one she claims to love! How can there be such a love? It is far greater then the love he and I once shared."
"Huh?" Jecht questioned with a weird look on his face. "You and my boy were in love?"
"FOOL!" the mistress shouted as she began to approach the group of friends. "There is only one love for me and that love has exceeded the very existence of life! I took my own life to be with him, I allowed him to consume what was left of me, rendering me a useless spectar! And now because of your High Summoner I am almost complete! All that is needed is her soul because I need the pureness it harbors within."
"Well, we won't allow you to have what belongs to my daughter." Braska said, approaching her.
"Is that so?" the mistress of death asked coyly as she and Braska came face to face. "You know, your soul would do nicely, but I would rather have your daughter's. You see, you both may have defeated Sin, but she lived where you didn't. Therefore, she is of more value."
"You will not prevail." Braska said
"Oh?" the mistress gloated. "Who's going to stop me? I have not come so far to give up now."
"Neither has Yuna!" Lenne shouted as she and Shuyin stepped forth. "If you choose to continue, then we will stop you."
"So it has begun." the mistress said, taking a few steps backwards while feasting her eyes upon Lenne, Shuyin, Braska, Auron and Jecht who indeed prepared for battle and she grinned sinisterly. "Five against one isn't fair at all. Why don't we even the score a bit?" She closed her eyes, got down in bended knees and done the prayer symbol, extending her arms out at her sides. "Mightest of the might, deceiver of night, receiver of light! Bind the ties of what is known to be right. Unto me shall you set flight and upon these five shall you set your sights! Render them asunder upon the greatest heights!" And with that enchantment said, the mistress stood, raising her hands high above. And with a flash of light, the thinning and lifting of the fog that was all around, the realm of souls was fully exposed.
Pyerflies danced, spiraling all around, which dazzled and sparkled like stars in the night sky. The air became thin, featuring itself in cyan with thick swirls of a milky hue. The ground they were all once standing on vanished, however, they did not fall, for they were being suspended in midair, but no one knew what. Everyone then looked at the mistress of death who had pyerflies dancing from within her midsection and with a sly smile, those pyerflies exited her body, spiraling all around only to fall in behind her where only seconds later the images of the Wyvern, The Azure Drake. Raven Sorceress of Gale, and Calandra, Doppelganger of the Raven slowly faded in from a hue to a full image, which flickered before taking on true form.
"And so it has begun." The mistress of death said through narrowed eyes of deceit.
