Author's Note of Importance-
I'm so sorry…honestly, I am. I told you all I'd update soon, and it took me almost four months. It's so sad, I know. Just—the problem is, when I update a fan fiction, I tend to keep updating it and updating it, paying no attention to my other fanfics for a while. Yes, I know, bad. Which is why I plan to immediately start chapter seven after this one receives a couple of reviews, instead of allowing laziness to keep me from updating for months…again.
…Enjoy!
Destiny of Not-So Final Fantasy, by Shadray
Chapter Six- the S.S. Sexy
"Welcome aboard the S.S. Sexy!" a crewmember greeted, waving merrily to everyone on the boat. "We hope you enjoy your tri- …oh, forget it." He left, humped over.
But for a ship that was supposed to be so sexy, there was an awful little to do.
The boat had now taken off, and the Isle of Besaid was only a small speck in the midst of a vast view from the deck of the boat. The guardians and not-so guardians had all separated themselves from each other, each of them mostly thinking quietly to themselves.
Mostly.
"Oh, binoculars…"
Out of boredom, Dar kindly took the binoculars from a rather large man standing in the way and peered into them, paying very little heed to the portly man jumping up and down angrily beside him, trying to furiously grab the binoculars back.
It was a good thing he didn't pay him said attention—the sight of this particular man jumping up and down like that was enough to make anyone fling themself overboard.
"Hey, give me those!" the man, effectively named "Man," ordered angrily, chucking a sofa at him and missing. "They cost me some serious Gil!"
He reached forward, but moved much too quickly and fell off of the boat.
There was a looooooooooooooooooooooooooooong screaming noise, and a thud.
Dar winced and mouthed the word "Sorry!" to the sinking man, but the only response he received was the sight of the man making a very rude sign with one of his fingers.
However, this particular sign was the last one he ever made, as a clan of famished piranhas were sneaking up on him. A moment later, there was a munching noise, a scream stifled by the water, and a burp.
No one noticed, so Darius decided immediately to keep this whole episode to himself.
He used the binoculars to look out into the sea. The sun had just peaked above the horizon, spreading a golden light out onto the waters. The water reflected the bright sunlight beautifully, and the sky was clear of clouds. Birds fluttered about the boat, chirping blissfully and carefree-ily. It was a lovely, relaxed, pretty moment.
Suddenly, angry waves in the sea began to shift the ship around unpleasantly, a thick cloud spread across the sky, and the birds imploded.
Dar was about to implode as well, when a hand clasped hard on his shoulder.
"Gah! Who is it?" Darius shouted with alarm, and instinctively turned around and kicked Tidus in the place where the light didn't go.
"OW! What was that for?" he yelped, clutching himself and jogging-in-place like a seven-year-old having to use the bathroom.
Dar frowned greatly. "You shouldn't have sneaked up on me in the first place," he said dryly.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," said Tidus coolly, running a hand through his spiky, golden hair. His eyes then fell on the binoculars, and he grinned and ripped them from Darius' neck. Darius gagged and choked vigorously.
"HEY! GIVE—ME—THOSE—" he fumbled, attempting to regain the object, but Tidus smirked and pulled out of the way, causing Darius to tip over most unpleasantly, falling flat on the floor.
Darius' expression greatly resembled that of a "-.-;" as he picked himself up from the floor and muttered something about unkind videogame characters.
Tidus scanned the boat with the binoculars. He wrinkled his nose, disgusted, when he came across the un-good-looking sight of a short woman passionately sticking a long index finger deep into her nostril, rotating it, scooping out a peculiar greenish-yellow object, and flicking it into the air.
"Oh, that's attractive," he said loudly, causing the woman to hear him and flee hastily.
After gagging appropriately, Tidus directed his gaze toward another part of the boat, where Lulu and Wakka happened to be arguing, using plenty of hand motions.
The dark-haired mage, Lulu, was apparently snapping at him for something, her hands on her hips unhappily. Wakka responded with a shrug and a few inaudible words, which resulted in Lulu screaming even more and backslapping him. Wakka clutched his cheek and muttered something under his breath, which Lulu evidently heard—her eyes grew wide, and her nose flared, and an extremely loud smack echoed consequentially. Kimahri, who was standing somewhat close by, folded his arms grumpily, as if making it known that he highly disapproved of the behavior of some humans.
Tidus quickly looked elsewhere. His eyes fell on Yuna, who was standing in the middle of a small crowd at one end of the boat.
This, however, was all that the blitzer had time to see as a bird dropped down to his level and began pecking at the binoculars in his hand, which almost immediately fell off and soared downward, to the sea.
"Hey! Come back here!" he shouted at them, but sadly the binoculars ignored him (…yes, non-living objects can ignore people, you know).
The binoculars slapped the bloated piranhas (who previously had previously munched on the previously oversized man that had previously fallen overboard) on the head—and they all blew up. It was a very pleasant sight—you know, seeing fish body parts flying aimlessly everywhere, smacking people on the head, and arms, and cheeks, and buttocks, and—
"...Nice," commented Dar, dodging a flying brain.
There was a long silence. Then, the sound of a blink. And then the sound of fish buttocks landing on Darius' shoes. Then the sound of a yell. Then the sound of him kicking the buttocks into the air. Then the sound of people screaming at the sight of a flying fish butt. Then the sound of the buttocks falling on the floor again. Then the sound of someone irritably stomping on it. Then the sound of various "Oooohhhhh…"s and "Aaaahhhhhh…"s from a group of people watching what was going on. Then the sound of another blink. Then the sound of someone carefully picking the previously-flying-fish-ass up from its end. Then the sound of it flying through the air. Then the sound of it slapping the water. Then the sound of about 50 sighs of relief. Then the sound of the author of this story stopping his endless babbling. Then the sound of the author starting up again. Then the sound of—
"WILL YOU STOP!" Tidus shouted irritably.
"Oh, sorry," said an unknown teenager with a shirt labeled "Shadray," scurrying off the scene.
There was an awkward silence, during which everyone on the deck exchanged odd glances, and the story proceeded on.
"Anyway—" Tidus began, but he was abruptly cut off by a tall, rather desperate-looking man with red hair and a worn out, leaf-colored backpack slung over his shoulders. He had walked up to the two, performed the all-too familiar Yevonite bow, and was now on the floor, kneeling imploringly. Apparently the man had previously been the one to fling the fish ass back into the sea.
"Excuse me, sirs—but, erm—could you spare a bit of change for O'aka? Business may be low, but I tell yeh, things will pick up again! Or my name's not O'aka the 10950392457349867943727690823424398768492053485728690485748960243857289602498562479582340876908472590749082684790275904672067023475485974350430730817304702347012357047371239057319057390471239759075347913759137413794712347193084794837295239047125612309856137403965981457947358941375390415734891047913740395445290147851974390157250817239047233rd!"
Darius tilted his head curiously, frowning. "What was that again?"
The man looked shocked as he said, "Er—you haven't heard of me? You know, the famous merchant? O'aka the 10950392457349867943727690823424398768492053485728690485748960243857289602498562479582340876908472590749082684790275904672067023475485974350430730817304702347012357047371239057319057390471239759075347913759137413794712347193084794837295239047125612309856137403965981457947358941375390415734891047913740395445290147851974390157250817239047233rd?"
Dar blinked. "Who?"
Tidus smacked his forehead.
"What! I forgot!"
"He SAID," Tidus started impatiently, "he's O'aka the 1095039245734986794372769082342439876849205348572869048574896024385728960249856247958234087690847259074908268479027590467206702347548597435043073081730470234701235704737123905731905739047123975907534791375913741379471234719308479483729523904712561230985613740396598145794735894137539041573489104791374039544529014785197439015725081723904723rd!"
Darius gaped at him. "How did you memorize that?" he asked warily.
"I've been practicing…."
O'aka, apparently realizing that he was groveling to two maniacs, immediately leapt to his feet and brushed himself off.
"Er—forget that. Call me O'aka." He held out a hand, and Dar, after spending much time inspecting the man suspiciously, raised his eyebrows, for he, sadly, was NOT about to shake hands with a guy who just touched a fish's uber unsexy butt-cheeks.
Therefore, Dar merely nodded politely. "Erm, sorry, but we kinda have no Gil for you," he said sorrowfully, shrugging.
The man named O'aka eyed the both of them warily, eyebrows raised above his hairline. (Which was quite odd-looking, really. I mean, have YOU seen someone with eyebrows in their hair? Quite unsexy-looking, I know.)
"Don't hold back on me!" he roared, grabbing Darius' collar and shaking him back and forth like a Magic 8 Ball. "I—need—Gil—you—selfish—morons!"
"WE'RE the selfish ones?" Tidus bellowed. "WE'RE not the ones begging for Gil!" he pointed out.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The merchant began shaking his head wildly, and started foaming at the mouth. He picked Darius up and literally flung him 20 feet into the air. Luckily, however, solar wind steered him back into place, and he landed perfectly in the same spot as before.
"Of course that's natural," Tidus commented.
Dar quickly searched his pockets for something—anything—to give to this man. He found ONE Gil. Yes! he shouted internally, proudly handing O'aka this change.
The foaming abruptly stopped, and the untamed shaking of the head did as well. O'aka now looked calm, peaceful, tranquil, cheerful, kind, jovial, and a bunch of other good words that Darius couldn't think of at the moment.
Dang…he now looks calm, peaceful, tranquil, cheerful, kind, jovial, and a bunch of other good words that I can't think of at the moment! Darius thought gratefully, praying to Yevon for the gift of solar wind.
"Works every time!" said O'aka, grinning, and happily dropping the coin into his backpack, which, Dar noticed, was already crammed with excessive amounts of Gil from other customers.
"Well thanks, chaps!" he said, patting both young men on the backs. "I won't let you down, I won't! Watch—I'll be back, and with great items and prices!" He then paused and learned forward to whisper, "Did you know you two are the first to donate any money? Can you believe that?"
"But—"
But there was no time to respond to this question without speaking like a chipmunk, as O'aka had continued, saying, "Well, I'd better be off!"
And the man walked downstairs, whistling merrily.
"…Dang," Tidus mumbled, watching as the merchant continued to stroll farther away like it was no one's business.
Dar nodded approvingly of said mumbling.
Then there was silence.
"Well, is there anything else to do on this thing?" Tidus asked, kicking the side of the boat with his foot, which almost forced the entire ship to collapse.
"If you keep doing that, there won't be anything for you to do for a while, brudda," Wakka grinned from behind him. He was holding some kind of fish, and was nibbling on it unsexily. "Sahagin?" he offered, flopping it in the air.
"Does it have an ass?" Darius questioned carefully, not wanting to have to go through another episode with flying buttocks.
"Well, of course! Who doesn't, ya?" Wakka replied with a smile, shrugging.
At that precise moment, a buttless woman dashed by, screaming something about the fashion-police never taking her alive.
All three of the men's eyes twitched. (Luckily for you, this person was indeed clothed fully on their front side.)
"Her," said Tidus, pointing at this woman, who was now being cuffed and dragged away. Dar nodded.
Wakka shrugged lazily with one shoulder. "Yeah…well, anyway," he said leisurely between bites, "what do you think of the boat ride so far? Nice, eh? They only make ships like this in Besaid, you know: Large, spacey, roomy ships with plenty to do, brudda. Chappu and I always dreamed of going on ships like this, ever since we were little."
"Um—" Darius frowned. "No, offense, Wakka. But erm…well…um…eek…ug…eck…"
"GET OUT WITH IT!" Tidus bellowed intolerantly.
"…this boat sucks."
There was a silence. Then Wakka said quietly, "Yeah, I hate it too. Lulu has been screaming at me all day for 'inviting' you two inside the Temple. I TOLD YOU TO WAIT FOR US! I just had to get away from her for a while. Told her I was going to the bathroom—" He stopped short and eyed the two in front of him. "Why did you go in the temple?"
"IT WAS HIM!" Tidus yelled unconvincingly, pointing a finger at Darius, who shook his head vigorously and started babbling incoherently about being forced inside the temple by a pack of man-eating fiends.
"—and—'cause they threatened to molest us if we didn't go, and THEN! …so we went, but then what had happened was, was that someone had eaten a slug, but and the priest was like—"
He was whacked in the head with a rock by a very annoyed passerby who just happened to be quite tired of overhearing his rambles.
"HEY!" he shouted, chasing this passerby around the ship for four laps, until the rock-thrower collapsed on the floor, dead.
"Having fun?" Tidus said, raising his eyebrows, and pointing to the man on the floor with large X's over his eyes.
"Yep!"
"You know, you two have got to be the most unusual people I have ever come across," Wakka commented, quite truthfully indeed.
"Thanks!" said Tidus optimistically, his eyes widened with pleasure.
Dar would've put in a word or two on this, when a sudden random thought came to him. About that moon…Nyl-…something. He had almost forgotten what had happened…except for the part where Nyl BROKE HIS SWORD, THAT LITTLE…. But he was getting off track. Moons weren't supposed to talk…unless they were sexy moons, of course. But THAT moon—was as far from sexy as it got. That moon was one uglyyyyyyyyyyy piece of—
"Fantasizing?" Wakka asked, noticing that Dar's eyes were unfocused, and he was doubtlessly drifting off.
"Yeah, um—Wakka… What did you say about that Moon back in Besaid? Something about it having to do with—"
"Moon?" The blitz ball captain rested his hands on his head leisurely and leaned back in the air a bit. "Oh…that thing…right. Well…all I know is it has something to do with…Sir Auron. Probably doesn't really matter, though, ya?"
The 14-year-old gaped. Auron? Auron? Wasn't he the guy who accidentally on purpose TRIPPED him into Sin's mouth? What could he have to do with this?
"AURON?" both he and Tidus shouted incredulously, their eyes widened.
"Hey, how do you know him?" said Tidus, turning to face Darius with some suspicion.
Darius grimaced enormously. "Have you forgotten about Sin dragging my ass down from Zanarkand?" he questioned, receiving a group of posters and a pointer from his back pocket. "Observe."
He aimed the pointer at a diagram on it that looked like a picture of a bunch of sinscales chasing three males. "This was when we were being chased," he narrated matter-of-factly. Then, he switched this poster with another one and aimed the pointer at a picture of Auron tripping the two remaining males. "This was when we were being tripped," he said. He then switched to a different poster and pointed at the picture on it that looked like these two remaining males falling into the mouth of Sin. "This was when we were falling," he continued. Then, he switched to a different poster and pointed at a picture of Luigi bitch-slapping Mario.
"Um, wrong game," Shadray indicated under his breath, taking this poster away quickly and fleeing, before the readers noticed anything.
"But…don't you know anything else about this moon, Wakka?" Tidus proceeded to ask. He gazed up in the sky, where said moon was still residing. (Hey, it could've gone out of orbit or something.)
"Actually, no, brudda. I don't keep up with the news. Nobody really does around here. I mean, who listens to updates about death, gore, violence, attacks, bloodshed, and money?"
"I do!" cheered a random little boy who had walked up to them. He, however, was snatched away by his mother, who scolded him fiercely, saying something about "NOT AGAIN, CALVIN!"
"But what does any of that stuff have to do with the moon?" Darius inquired wonderingly, his brow furrowed.
There was a pause. "…good point." Wakka nodded toward Lulu, who was standing alone, looking out into the sea on the other side of the ship. "You should ask Lu, though. Maybe she knows somethin'."
Heh. No point in not asking, right? Darius shrugged and decided to walk over to her and ask. Tidus would have as well, but he had the sudden urge to use the Little Video Game Character's room, in which he dived immediately. A group of startled women screamed at the sight of him entering their rest room, however, and he quickly entered the male one next to it.
Lulu sensed Darius immediately. "Hello," she said sharply and unsmilingly (as if disapproving somewhat of him), still gazing out into the sea. "What is it?"
"Erm—I was asking Wakka about the moon," he replied, pointing at the blue-streaked circular object glaring at him up in the sky, "and he said I should talk to you about it." Darius scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably as Lulu snorted and glared at him. He had the sudden urge to either (A.) leap off the boat, (B.) run back, or (C.) read Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix.
But seeing as he was (A.) much too lazy, (B.) much too lazy, and (C.) much too lazy, he just stood there and continued sheepishly, knowing that Lulu was still pissed about him entering the Temple when he was not supposed to.
"Do you know anything about it? Like—where it came from or something? It…kind of…" But he stopped. He would've told her about it speaking to him, but was afraid the mage would either (A.) not believe him, (B.) kick his ass, or (C.) read Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.
Lulu glared at him hard. "No," she said firmly, "I do not. I don't know where Wakka would think I knew anything more than he did." She stopped for a moment. "Although I do plan to find out…"
And with a very menacing expression, she marched off in Wakka's direction. She grabbed his arm abruptly and dragged him off to a small room in the middle of the deck, slamming the door shut.
Still, Darius could've sword he heard her say, "Why would you tell him about the moon, Wakka? You know what Auron told us about it and the 'Children of Yevon'! Not just anyone is supposed to know about it. It could lead to—"
"Hey! Darius isn't just anybody!" a male voice argued. Dar smiled and cheered him on, thinking, GO WAKKA! However, this was in much vain, as Lulu's voice rose dramatically.
"YOU JUST MET HIM!"
"But Yevon's teachings tell us to be kind to everybody!" Wakka exclaimed in a rather innocent tone.
But Lulu was not pleased.
"No, it doesn't, Wakka! Your antics have caused too many problems for us. First Chappu, now THIS?" There was the distinct sound of a foot stomping the floor. "This is ridiculous!"
"Alright, alright, I'll—" But Lulu had already left the room. Wakka looked around. "Helloooo?"
- - - - -
Tidus walked out of the Little Video Game Character's room, refreshed. When he walked out into the open, the first thing he noticed was a lone blitzball sitting innocently in the distance, calling to him.
Come, Tidus… Come… Come… You know you want to… Just a few more paces…
He wanted to try to perform a certain move on it. The Jecht Shot…. It was his father's famous move, it was. Terribly difficult and hard to master, but Tidus always wanted to try it out. His father only laughed when he made a mistake—but look who was laughing NOW?
Well, no one. But that wasn't the point.
Tidus started to walk away, owing to the fact that he was much too tired to do anything concerning a blitzball at the moment. The thing kept calling to him…
Come, Tidus… You know you want to try that move on me…
"No. Go away." He began walking off.
GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE NOW, BLONDIE, BEFORE I KICK YOU UP AND DOWN THIS BOAT.
"HEYYYYYYYYY!" he screeched. "No one calls me a blondie!" Tidus fumed nastily. "That makes me kinda angry."
"HULK TRANSFORMATION!" His skin began to turn green, and his muscles became immense. He grew three times his normal size, and his clothes all ripped due to small size and fell off.
A bunch of over-excited fangirls screamed and trampled over, swooning.
—No.
Instead, Tidus shrugged and walked casually up to the blitz ball, picked it up, bounced it a couple times, and threw it into the air.
As it came down, he went up, his feet moved to kick the ball, and—they missed, and he came crashing down on the floor, creating an extremely large dent in the wood.
Yuna giggled.
"Wh- Wha?" he stumbled, bouncing back up as if he had landed on a trampoline. "Oh, it's you!" he beamed, strolling over, and limping. However, this limping looked more like strutting, and Yuna smiled.
"Don't too get full of yourself," she laughed quietly, turning back to face the edge of the boat. Tidus did the same.
After a while of silence, Yuna said quietly, "The wind…it's nice."
(Well, owing to the fact that the wind happened to be rocking the ship back and forth violently, and causing various women's skirts to fly up, this was not very truthful. Tidus made no comment on this.)
"So…you're a blitz ball player, right? From Zanarkand?" Yuna continued.
Tidus raised his eyebrows, not daring to believe that someone actually believed him when he told them that he was from Zanarkand. "Yeah, how'd you know? Wakka probably told you, huh? He doesn't believe me."
The summoner's eyes glistened. "But I believe you! I know all about it…in Zanarkand, there is a great stadium, lit with lights…the stands are always full. Right?"
"Woah! How'd you know that?"
Yuna smiled and said, "A man named Jecht told me, of course. He was my father's guardian…. During the days when he was on his pilgrimage."
It was interesting, hearing from another person whose father was famous. Tidus felt like he could talk to Yuna about it for hours. But—he didn't. He didn't know why, but it had something to do with the alignment of the planets.
But something else was on his mind…. Jecht….
"THAT'S MY FATHER'S NAME!" he shouted piercingly, causing the fish in the sea to glare at him.
"Um—?"
"Jecht! That's my dad!"
Yuna seemed suddenly amazed.
"Wow! What a destiny, for us to meet like this, then!" she cried, still stunned. But Tidus wasn't smiling at all. He looked rather disbelieving.
But…It couldn't be him, could it? I mean…since WHEN do dead people come back from their graves to assist people in their pilgrimages? "But…I doubt it," he said. "My father died 10 years ago, off the coast of Zanarkand. He went out to sea to go beat up this kid, but…he never came back."
"Oh my God." Yuna's eyes went wide, as if she were just realizing something very important. Which, indeed, she was. "But…that's the day Jecht came to Spira! It's true!" She clapped and hopped up and down energetically. "It was the day my father left… I first met Jecht 10 years, 4 months, 25 days, 5 hours, 57 minutes, 27 seconds, and 88 milliseconds, 47 billiseconds, 50 trilliseconds, 21 quadrilliseconds, 34 quintilliseconds, 54 sextilliseconds, 49 septilliseconds, and 98 octilliseconds AGO!"
Tidus slowwwwly backed away.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing!" he exclaimed suddenly. "I just—I mean, like…well, how would he get here?" The idea was absurd to him.
Yuna frowned. "YOU'RE here, aren't you?"
"No."
But that was all that anyone had time to say, as the ship took a giant lurch to the side, and loud, piercing screams were heard. Tidus heard a distinctive shout: "SIN!"
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh crap, Tidus thought, from his side of the deck.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh crap, Darius thought, from his side of the deck.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh crap, Wakka thought from his side of the deck.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh crap, Lulu and Yuna thought from their sides of the deck.
...,Kimahri thought from his side of the deck.
"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARIO!" Mario cried from Super Smash Brothers Melee.
"WRONG. GAME, DAMN IT!" Shadray cried once again, dragging the Super Smash Brothers videogame far away from his fanfiction.
Everyone gaped, luckily not noticing either Mario or the author; a hugs, large whale-looking figure had burst from above the sea. Only its fin was visible over the water.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Many people ran for cover. And tripped.
Darius cackled at this, but was swept out of the way by Wakka, just in time to save him from an immense wave of water that was splashed into the ship by the gigantic monster. "Hey, that wasn't very nice!" Dar yelled at the fiend, but it rolled its nonexistent eyes and smacked the back of the boat violently, as if telling him to shut the hell up.
Yuna stumbled as the ship rocked back and forth, but Kimahri was by her side in an instant, preventing her from tipping off the edge of the boat. Yuna smiled at him quickly as thanks and ran over to Wakka's side. "What is he doing?" she asked, pointing to a very unsexy passenger who happened to be readying a harpoon.
"Oh, no." Lulu smacked her forehead with pity as she power-walked to the others. "If they stick a harpoon in that thing, we're all going under. Idiots," she mumbled, shaking her head.
Wakka, apparently a bit too dense to figure this out on his own, widened his eyes and screamed at the stupid passenger. "HEY! STOP! YOU'RE GOING TO—"
But it was too late. The harpoon was now hooked onto Sin for good, thus connecting the S.S. Sexy and Sin as one.
"Oh, dear," Yuna murmured.
The ship lurched again, this time more powerfully, but Lulu shook her head. "Looks like we have to fight," she said gravely, pulling out a moogle from nowhere. The others got into their stances. Dar whipped out his newly gained sword, Dyrnsyn. This was going to be a piece of cake.
"Let's see what you got," Tidus mumbled, snatching out his sword. He lunged forward and being slashing viciously at the fin of DOOM, but said fin of DOOM was extremely thick, and apparently did not take much damage. It barely flinched.
While Tidus continued to attempt to attack harder and harder, two flickering Sinscales dove to the ground and stared menacingly at the group. Wakka shouted, "YOU WANT SOME?" and flung his blue blitz ball at the first scale, forcing it to explode into thousand potions.
"HEY! AN INVENTORY!" O'aka, who had burst in from nowhere, screeched, throwing the potions into his bag, and fleeing before anyone had a say in it.
Sin suddenly swung to the left, forcing the ship to swing to the left as well.
The other Sinscale tiptoed up to Yuna and flicked its wing at her, giving her a scratch on the elbow. "Ugh." She kicked it unconscious.
"Yuna! Watch out!" A whole new batch of Sinscales had approached, and was gaining on her nastily. She took this alert, and kicked them all off the ship. She grinned to herself, pleased. For the next few minutes, she was busy kicking the Sinscales off the ship while the others concentrated on Sin itself.
"You are about to get your BUTT whooped," Darius said loudly, ready to show everyone just what the Dyrnsyn was made for (even though he didn't even know himself, since it just sort of…appeared in Besaid…). He held the lengthy, reflective, silver blade in the air and thrust himself at Sin, spinning around and hacking hard at the fin.
But, it wasn't the effect he had expected…. Instead of instantly forcing Sin to keel over and die, the so-called "powerful" sword caused very little damage; only the very tip of the blade had made contact, Dar noticed as he inspected the small mark he had left on the monster.
WHAT? he shouted internally.
He attempted to attack again; this time, he flicked his wrist to get the blade to fully make contact. But, the problem was—when he did make this sudden movement, it took away from the speed of his attack.
The fiend, this time, dived underwater, forcing the boat to dive with it. Dar looked around desperately for Yuna, and took her with him above the water. They panted desperately, and Tidus, Lulu, Kimahri, and Wakka sprang from the depths of the sea as well. A few moments later, Sin glided upward through the water, back into its normal spot, allowing the other passengers on the ship to breathe, and allowing the companions to grab on to the edge of said ship as it rose above the sea.
Kimahri leaped on the back of the monster and stabbed at it with his spear, using almighty strength. The monster attempted to wiggle its way free from it, but Kimahri stood steadily and continued his constant attacks.
Darius sprinted frantically to the back of the ship, where he could whack at Sin's backside without having to deal with it whacking back, and swung Dyrnsyn at it ferociously. It sped through the air, and at the last moment, he snapped his wrist to the side, and the slim sword slashed with great power. ALRIGHT! he thought loudly, gaining sudden motivation.
One of Sin's fins suddenly flapped at Wakka, forcing him to fly to the left side, right into Tidus. Lulu sighed and quickly cast Thunder on the angry fiend, before cueing Yuna to heal the two. Yuna understood immediately. (Well, not THAT immediately…. She had to finish off one more Sinscale first.) She raised her staff and muttered, "Heal!" A white shroud of mist surrounded both men, and they both slowly rubbed their heads and stood up.
"YOU FREAK!" Tidus screamed.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He flew through the air at Sin, and began punching it furiously, forgetting all about the usage of his sword. Wakka, however, jumped high into the air, spun around, and pegged his blitz ball at it. It soared through the air, and skidded a bit on the fin of Sin, before turning around and zooming back into his hands. He cheered for himself, and tried it again, but missed.
"Yuna!" Kimahri called shortly from his place at the top of Sin's back, stopping his stabbing for a second. "AEON!"
There was a pause as everyone on the ship stared, amazed at what Yuna was beginning to do. She raised her staff to the sky, and called gracefully, "Valefor!"
The large, colorful, attractive bird soared down from the skies, and stopped, waiting for applause from someone. No one, clapped, of course, due to the current circumstance, and the bird frowned greatly. Yuna ignored this, however, and pointed determinedly at Sin, yelling:
"ATTACK!"
And almost immediately (as the other companions dived out of the way), a thick, blue beam of light burst from Valefor's beak, directly at the monster. There was a weird-looking mark on the skin of Sin for a moment, but it disappeared as this skin exploded massively, and forced it to flee.
Or—Darius realized with great dismay—instead of fleeing, it really was gaining on the village of Kilika. "NO!" he screamed, pointing furiously at the direction it was not taking.
Kimahri had dived off the being just in time to prevent him from being carried away to Kilika with it. Yuna saw what it was doing immediately, and as she was the only one who could attack it at such an extremely long range, she called for Valefor to attack once more.
The bird groaned, apparently annoyed. It rolled its eyes, and opened its beak once more, but the beam that came out was nowhere as powerful as it was before. Valefor was tired and sleepy, and so it attacked very weakly, and then flew into the sky before anyone could have any say about it.
The beam hit Sin right on time, but it only caused the fiend to flinch a bit. Everyone stared, horrified.
There was a roar, a shaking noise, and the collapse of a large section of Kilika.
No one spoke.
Then—Yuna looked down at the floor and said:
"I will defeat Sin. I must defeat Sin."
The chapter was just about to end on this very dramatic quote, but a short, red Italian dude suddenly appeared from nowhere, screaming, "MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARIO!"
"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU YOU'RE IN THE WRONG GAME!"
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