Moon Says: So, this took a while. It isn't long, only 7 pages, but it is some of an update. I looked and it has been over a year since I wrote anything on this. That is just wrong. My goal is to finish it by the end of the year. This fic has taken too damn long. In fact, that is what I want to do with my break. Finish my fanfic, catch up on my shows, and beat my video games. But mostly finish this.
Intervention
~Chapter 11~
As we fought that giant ass air guardian of Bevelle, I saw how my girl was alive.
The fight reminded me of how we used to be before everything went to shit. We weren't completely in the fight, guiding the others like we were wont to do during the days of the Squad when we trained others.
After it was over, it seemed like everything went in a rush. We jumped off the airship, riding the chains, and fuck me, was that not fun. Never did I imagine that we would enter Bevelle this way.
I could only imagine the look on that fucker's face if we did.
Emma and I stayed to the back as Wakka and Rikku ran forward with the others on their tails, but they didn't get far as the solider stopped them. I was quite surprised when They didn't even get halfway when Yuna jumped off the side.
Emma just laughed, "That girl may have some balls yet. Come," she called to the others but not before giving Seymour and fat one he was with a wink.
As we went inside, Emma took us through until we got to the stairwell that lead down to the Trials of the Fayth.
Wakka didn't say one word as he took in all the machina around him. It was only after we were halfway through the Trial before he sighed and conceded, "I'll admit that there is much I don't know."
Emma stopped right there and turned to him, a look of contemplation on her face. "There is always much that we don't know. The problem with your Yevon is that it is built upon centuries of machina. Look at Luca, you cannot just rip the machina out of the city. Bevelle had a lot of machina before Sin was unleashed."
"But is Sin not attracted to machina use?" Wakka questioned confusedly.
My girl ran a hand through her short hair before answering, "Not really. Sin is attracted to life, to people, and as you saw at Mushroom Rock, itself. It also depends on this version of Sin as well."
Hmph, version of Sin, eh?
"Version of Sin?" Rikku pipped in.
Emma didn't answer as she turned around and headed deeper in the Temple. I could understand why she didn't want to answer.
My old man it seemed wanted to constantly remind me of his evil and drag me closer to Yuna. Stupid fucking Fayth.
It didn't take us long to make our way through the completed Trail and into the Chamber of the Fayth. The others stood guard while Emma and I went after Yuna.
As we entered, our old friend greeted us. Emma was on the floor bowing to him.
"Hello," the child Fayth greeted and Yuna snapped her head towards us.
"Forgive me old friend," Emma gave a small smile, "it has been too long since I have come to see you."
I didn't care for this bullshit, so I cut to the chase. "What the fuck are the lot of you doing?"
Emma looked pained, but I knew she could run from this no longer.
It was not the Fayth who answered but Yuna, "The Fayth are trying to find a way to truly defeat Sin."
Emma closed her eyes and looked to swallow a bitter pill. "They are trying to do more than that," she replied softly.
Yeah. They were tried of the world, so they were going to take the easy way out, and hurt Emma in the process.
"Is it too much to ask for to end our dream? She asks for a new dream if you would care to listen," the child Fayth spoke sadly as if he knew what my, our, response would be.
"So, it's your dream? What about us?" my voice held the anger we both felt. I snorted as I knew the answer, "No matter what it will always be y'all first. Never was it us."
At that moment, I felt the truth deep in my soul. Never once did they truly help us or care for us. We were only chosen for their selfish reasons. That part that was always in rage, sadness, and anger told me it was to feel. That we made the Fayth feel again, gave them a connection to the real world.
"It will never be about us as we are nothing more than pawns," Emma's voice was devoid of emotion. "You will always put yourself first, promises be damned."
"It isn't like that!" the child Fayth protested, "We are tried, but we still want to help. We have a duty—"
Emma cut him a look that shut him up. "A duty?" she repeated, but when he didn't reply, we knew the true answer.
Their duty was punishment in helping others, and they were tired of it all. They wanted it to end. Everyone else be damned.
Creator be damned.
"I don't understand. Why won't you help them?" Yuna's voice clearly showed her confusion as well as her condemnation of us.
As if we should all want to help the Fayth destroy themselves.
Before we could answer, or not answer, she passed out. It seemed the events of today destroyed her stamina.
"We must stop Yu Yevon. The Fayth can no longer just stand by and let it continue. We have decided that our duty is to destory him once and for all," the Bevelle Fayth pleaded with us.
Emma only sighed, "There is no way to stop Yu Yevon. Even if we kill his Sin, his armor, he will come back with the Final Summoning—the only Aeon strong enough to kill him. Not even the Zanarkand Fayth could do what you ask. Even if she could, the resulting Sin would be unstoppable."
My eyes widened as those words came out of her mouth. Emma never talked of the final Fayth.
"There is another way," the child Fayth alludes, but when Emma turns her back on him, he does not say another word about this other way. Instead, "Are you not as tired as we are?"
Emma stopped moving and hangs her head down. "Yes, Creator knows I am tired and would just love to take the easy way out. Unlike all of you, I have remembered my punishment and I embrace it. There is no other way for me as there is for you. Even if we do as you want and end all this for you, free you, I cannot be free."
Then she turned and walked out of the room, whispering, "I will never be free."
~Tidus~
So, apparently, we walked right into a trap which led to some kind of Trial.
Yuna was standing on the floating platform thing and the rest of us were behind her, except Emma, who for some reason, was to the right of us on top next to the unsent Maester. Maester Seymour and the fat one were on the left. The Ronso Elder was directly in front of us.
"My dear," the old unset man started, "why have you turned against us? We do not understand. After all these years, with all your service, you have joined this traitors?"
Yuna opened her mouth to speak but couldn't find any words.
Lucky for her, Mika wasn't talking to her.
Emma sighed and glared the old man, "I am not a traitor. I have always served Spira, so watch yourself. Just because I do it in a form that you do not understand, does not mean it deserves your condensation."
"So, you admit that Yuna is your chosen?" Seymour questioned with a slight twist to his mouth.
Emma looked like she wanted to kill him again.
"The traitor who killed a Maester of Yevon?" the Ronso questioned in that deep voice of his.
Emma interrupted the protests of Yuna's group. "I defended my Temple, what else happened matters not. Honestly, the only thing that should matter is the chosen Summoner. I do not approve of Yuna and never have, but she is growing. I fear, though, it will not be enough for her to perform the Final Summoning. Besides, her Guardians are not strong enough to support her through the final stages. Their connections are strong, however," she countered when Seymour opened his mouth to speak.
"I take it there are no other candidates in the running?" the fat one asked.
"Seymour would have made a damn good choice if he was not unsent and was missing a requirement or two," Emma responded only to tug on her hair. "I think at this point, she may be the only one who could do it."
"But will she is the question," Mika pondered before turning to Yuna herself.
"Despite the murder of a Maester, which can be overlooked, are you willing to do the Final Summoning and defeat Sin?"
The Ronso Elder interrupted. "I wish to know why the Summoner Yuna, who promised to defend the people of Spira, conspired with the Al Bhed and inflicted dire injury to Maester Seymour. These are traitorous offenses and must be answered for!"
Yuna took a breath and steadied herself. "Your Grace..."
Yuna then preceded to spill the beans about Seymour and ended up learning what I knew from that day on the docks. Mika was unsent as well. Although, I did get a laugh out of Seymour when he candidly admitted to murdering his father. Emma did as well if the chuckle was anything to go by.
Honestly, it wasn't our business if he killed his father. What was our business is the sending and defeating of Sin.
Though, it seemed, this permanent defeat of Sin was possible and not possible. There was something I was missing. I knew it would hurt her if the Fayth were gone and killing Yu Yevon would relieve them of their duties as Fayth, but why would it hurt her more than it would me? I was a Chosen as well.
My thoughts were interrupted with the Trial of Yuna.
"Only the power of death truly commands Spira," Mika droned on.
Yeah, I could see this. Death controlled Spira in the form of Sin—who was supposed to be the exact opposite.
Yuna and the others were shocked and outraged at the thoughts of unsent.
Yuna turned to Emma, "Did you know about the Maesters being Unset?"
Emma raised an eyebrow, "What of it?"
This caused Seymour to chuckle, "It is the duty of a Summoner to send those departed to the Farplane, but as long as they are not in fear of becoming fiends, we see no problem with this, yes?"
Emma shrugged, "There are a few Unsent strong enough to maintain themselves. As long as they are not in fear of becoming fiends, I see no reason as to why we send them. If they are holding onto life that hard as to retain themselves..."
"Stopping death is futile," Mika continued as if they didn't say anything.
Yuna started having a panic attack, "What about Sin? Is stopping Sin and the death that it brings futile?" she struggled with this so deeply and it showed in her voice, "were all the sacrifices of those who opposed Sin in vain!?"
I was actually starting to feel sorrow for her.
Mika broke her, I think, with his next words. "Their rebirth cannot be stopped, yet their deaths are not in vain as they provide hope for Spira. Sin cannot truly be defeated, my dear."
"But the Fayth!" Yuna protested before Emma cut her down.
"Are pain-driven fools," Emma harshly said. "They wish for something that is not possible. The only way their punishments, their duty to Spira, can end is with the Creator's blessing. And that, in this death-filled world, is not happening."
The others were taken aback by her words and voice. She was harsh, but after all she had been through, I don't doubt her at all. I feel with her against the Fayth.
"The question remains, do you doubt these truths, Summoner Yuna? Those who doubt these truths are traitors of Yevon!" Mika declared and Yuna seemed to lost in her revelations that she could not speak.
Well, traitors it is.
Yuna's platform descended down into the depths of the underground. Oh, yes, I knew what was down there. The Labyrinth that housed something much worse than Sin.
Something that got us all killed and started this shit storm.
~Tidus~
It was interesting that Emma fought for us and they still stuck us down here. Idiots. They should have known that Emma would have bust us out.
Of course, I should have known when she did that Seymour and the others would try and stop us. But I was surprised with how he did it.
"Yuna, join me against Sin, and I will take you to Zanarkand myself to get the Final Summoning," Seymour offered.
Yuna, of course denied him, which started another fight that Emma and I stayed out of. Instead, her focus was on the fat one that Seymour killed.
By the time she was sure of his dead status, it was too late to Send him. "Bastard is gone," she said in a confused manner.
I took my eyes off the fight, "Where did he go?"
Emma sighed, "Where do you think? That damn Labyrinth sucked him up. Creator only knows how many other souls are down there."
After the fight, we took a rest on the other side of the lake that held that sphere my father left behind.
It was there that Emma and I just sat at the edge of the lake, enjoying the peaceful moments between us before the group was ready to continue again. Honestly, there was nothing between us that we weren't content with. I did not need to know about what happened with the Fayth of Zanarkand.
If I did, she would tell me. I only knew she needed me presence, my support, not questions or anything like that. So, that is what I gave her.
When we continued on, a Summoner stopped Yuna, tested her, and sent her to a hidden Temple that had Emma annoyed.
"They really are desperate if they are sending her after all the Aeons," the woman muttered as we made our way to the Temple of the three Sisters. Once Yuna proved herself there, she was directed toward the Fayth hidden down in the canyon.
After Yuna won him over, Emma and I started looking at her in a new light.
Maybe, just maybe, Yuna was strong enough for the fight with Sin.
The only problem was how were we going to take him down.
Was this going to be the moment we got over ourselves and sacrificed the last bits of who we are? Just like the Fayth wanted. Or were we going to find another way to rid the world of Sin without destroying ourselves?
I wasn't stupid. I knew that we both would end up holding the bag here. I still was trying to figure out what the fuck I was. I was real and unreal at the same time. And Emma seemed to be connected to the Fayth more than I was.
There was so much I didn't know going on, and I knew Emma was afraid.
Emma was afraid of what would happen if the Fayth got their wish, so that meant I was too.
I knew that when we got to the final stage in Zanarkand Emma's secrets would be revealed. Mine, however, came sooner.
When I saw the hundreds of Fayth lining the walls of the mountain before the final pass to Zanarkand.
It was there I found out that I was not even real. Just a memory of the man I was before. A memory, a soul part, of the man that the Fayth decided to use against Emma to do what they wanted.
They were idiots, really. The Fayth actually fucked themselves right there. After all, I was half real and half a dream which meant that I would fade, essentially, if they Fayth got what they wanted.
Did they really think that now that Emma had me, even if I was half of who I was before, she would let me go?
Fools, the Fayth were, thinking that giving Emma me, if only half, would make them do what they wanted. After all, if they disappeared, I would as well.
Instead of getting a bargaining chip, they only served to drive Emma further from what they wanted.
Idiots.
