Hello people. Please go easy on me, this is the first time I've ever written a romance fic. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Disclaimer:- I do not own Final Fantasy X or any of its characters.
A/N:- The first chapter is more like a prologue to the story and so it doesn't contain much romance and stuff. But I guarantee that the next chapter will be much better.
'Lord Braska, please! Reconsider!'
No matter how much Auron tried, Lord Braska's will was as strong as steel. He wanted to destroy Sin, even if it meant his life. Lord Braska shook his head at Auron and answered in his usual calm way.
'Auron, you know why I'm doing this. I want my child, and all the children of Yevon to live without the fear of Sin.'
Auron sighed as Jecht walked over to Braska. 'Before we...y'know...get Sin...there's something I need to ask you Braska.'
'I'd be more than happy to oblige,' Braska replied with a smile on his face. Jecht and Auron had guarded him all this way, and the least he could do before death was to fulfill any last favour that was in his power. Jecht hesitated a little and scratched the back of his neck. Then, he cleared his throat and, in his hoarse voice, asked Braska. 'Hey...make me your final aeon.'
'What!' Auron said in shock. 'What about your wife and child!'
Jecht cracked a bone in his neck. 'There's no way I can see them now anyways. I might as well fulfill my last duty as a guardian'.
Auron shook his head in disapproval, but Braska had a hopeful look in his eye. 'Jecht...I'd be more than honoured to have you as my final aeon.' Auron heard Jecht give a satisfied chuckle. But your family...
Suddenly, Jecht came over to Auron and put his hand on his shoulder. 'And I got a favour to ask you, too'. But I...
A frown came over Jecht's face. 'My son...he...he's quite a cry baby. He needs to hold on to someone's hand, y'know? Auron, take care of my son for me...and also my wife.'
But I can't protect anybody...
'Very well. I'll guard them with my life.'
It took Auron a while to realise what had just happened. He had just agreed to somehow go to the Zanarkand he once believed did not exist, look for his friend's son and wife and then take care of them for him. What had he gotten himself into? He had travelled day and night with Braska and yet he could not save him from his fate. How was he supposed to protect someone he had never met in his life?
He looked at the sky. It was just like the one in Spira. But this was Zanarkand...
How Jecht had managed to bring him to Zanarkand was beyond his knowing. He just knew that he had a promise to fulfill. He had already told Kimahri Ronso from the mighty Ronso tribe to look after Yuna, Lord braska's 7-year-old duaghter. She was safe in Besaid village. But Auron was worried about his own safety and sanity in this new world.
Zanarkand was like nothing he had ever seen before. Tall buildings, all clumped together. The streets were filled with people and the fierce light from the buildings was blinding. On top of that, Auron's wounds had not yet healed and he was on the border of death and life. What have I gotten myself into...
The blood on his coat had now turned a dark purple. His wounds were tearing open and he was being avoided by passersbys. He was out of Gil and had lived the last three days in misery, sleeping under tunnels and eating whatever scraps he could find. Then one day, his luck changed. He was sitting on the side-walk of a wide road, his stomach aching with hunger, when he saw a woman coming towards him.
'Excuse me sir, but are you alright?' The woman had a worried look on her face and her eyes were red.
'Ugh...I'm looking for my friend's house...his name is Jecht.'
The woman gasped and dropped her purse. She bent down to lift it up and then faced the man with teary eyes. 'Jecht...I'm sorry sir...but he's dead.'
To her surpirse, Auron nodded his head. 'I know. He asked me to take care of his wife and son.'
At this, the woman's eyes widened and she looked at the man with a questioning stare. 'But...I am Jecht's wife!'
Before she could say anything else, Auron groaned and fainted. The last thing he remembered was the lady asking passerbys to help her with the unconcious man. Jecht...I'll try, I promise...
Well, that's that. This chapter was basically written to give a little background to the story. The later chapters will be much better, I promise! R&R please!
