Final Fantasy XIII: Cursed Past
Chapter 34 of my Final Fantasy XIII story, just a short one this time, but enjoy anyway.
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Miyaaa: Thanks, glad you are enjoying it, it has actually been revealed, Dysley resurrected them.
Now onto the story.
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy XIII belongs to Square Enix.
Chapter 34: Truth Revealed
With Caius holding back the PSICOM hordes, Lightning stepped forwards.
"Let's go guys, Dysley's waiting just ahead, it's time to take him down and end this nightmare for good."
The others nodded and they walked down the corridor, weapons held out at the ready. They reached the door and suddenly it opened by itself, they nervously walked in and saw Dysley sitting at his throne waiting for them.
"So, you have arrived," He remarked calmly, brushing a speck of dust off his staff.
"I knew you were trouble Dysley," Lightning snapped, "But I never thought you'd bring PSICOM back, after all the trouble they caused."
Dysley shrugged casually, "It suited my means to do so, I have an important goal to accomplish, that is all."
Lightning was unnerved by this, Dysley was facing eight people, all capable of using magic and even Eidolons yet he was not the least bit concerned. Deciding to try and buy time and figure out what made him so confident Lightning then asked.
"What do you mean, what goal?"
Dysley gave a low chuckle and then spread his arms and began to speak.
"Pulse and Cocoon were once one, no barriers, no borders, we lived in harmony. But now the divide is too great and so I seek to restore that unity through the only means necessary."
"By starting another war?" Lightning snapped, Dysley shook his head, "With the power I hold, it wouldn't be a war, as my victory would be assured."
Dysley smirked and then raised his staff and used it to point to a large gold coloured wheel like device situated above his throne.
"Behold, Orphan, the source of all power." He then began to explain, "Orphan sleeps just now, but, when my plan comes to fruition, it will awaken and I will meld with it to become the ultimate being and I shall dissolve all barriers and create a utopia for my kind."
That caught their attention and confused them.
"What's that mean?" Snow asked, "You mean you aren't human?"
"Of course not, I'm so much more," Dysley replied.
Lightning shook her head, "I don't care what you are, or the fact you can use magic, you're against eight of us, you can't possibly win."
"My dear, my magic is far superior to all of you combined," Dysley explained, standing up and walking down the small steps so he was on the same level as the group that faced him.
"With my success, the old Gods, my kind, shall return and reclaim their proper place as Masters of the Universe."
"Old Gods, you can't be serious," Lightning scoffed, "You expect us to believe you're a Fal'Cie."
Dysley's smile never left his face, "Oh child, that's exactly what I am?"
Apart from Fang, who was familiar with the situation and Hope, who actually paid attention in history, the others looked confused. Dysley then began to explain.
"The Fal'Cie are the ancient Old Gods who once ruled the united lands of Pulse and Cocoon. However arguments sprung up, between them over their governments of their lands. Finally the Fal'Cie Eden, for which this great city is named, came up with an idea. Since we could not agree, we would divide Cocoon and Pulse into separate lands and continue our own methods without interfering with the other."
"The great divide?" Lightning asked, remembering Caius talking about it.
"Yes and the Fal'Cie which volunteered to be the control that held that divide was Orphan, but I intend to establish total control and so I must merge with Orphan and gain his power." Dysley continued, "It couldn't be more fitting, the Fal'Cie died out because of their argument and division, it led to their, loss of faith in each other and they drained their lives in creating humanity."
"So they're all dead, yet you claim to be one of them." Lightning challenged.
"Yes, after all, Orphan is my Father."
The others were stunned at this, Lightning shook her head, "That's ridiculous."
"Let me show you," Dysley announced, "Behold!"
Dysley was suddenly engulfed in a burst of white light. When it cleared Dysley was no longer there, in his place was a large creature. It was a large monster with thick black armour with several gold plates and an unusually designed faceplate in the same colours; there were four devices, two on either side of the head which seemed to be holding the armour together. It had two large clawed hands which it used to move and extended shoulder plates which resembled wings. They all stared in shock, horrified at the raw power emanating from the monster before them. They finally believed, for only a Fal'Cie could have so much power.
"I am Barthandelus," He announced in an echoing voice, "Last of the Fal'Cie."
He cast a spell which sealed all exits, they were now trapped, they had no choice but to fight.
"Face your demise!"
Lightning shook her head, "No, it's your demise that'll be happening today."
She turned to the others.
"This is it guys, we're not gonna back down, Fal'Cie or not, we're taking him down and ending this oppression once and for all!"
The others nodded and prepared for battle. They all called out their crystals and prepared to summon their Eidolons.
Snow started off, "Shiva!" He called the Shiva Sisters forth as Sazh shot at his crystal, "I summon, Brynhildr!"
Both Eidolons appeared and the others continue to summon.
"Ifrit!"
"Leviathan!"
"Hecatoncheir!"
"Bahamut!"
Hope took a calming breath and, with a nod of encouragement from Lightning he summoned his Eidolon.
"Alexander, need you help big guy!"
Finally Lightning called forth her Eidolon.
"Odin...Cut us a path!"
With that the fighters and their Eidolons prepared to clash with Barthandelus.
End of chapter, it was a nightmare trying to describe Barthandelus, I hope I did it good enough, anyway hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.