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Chapter Twenty

Instrument of Fate

The trio was standing there, stupefied at what just took place. In front of their very eyes the Primarch of Cocoon had just used magic...the very thing that the world he lead oppose…something was very wrong here.

"P…Primarch Dysley?" Lightning gasped out, "How...?"

The man turned his gaze toward her, but simply smirked.

"What is the matter Colonel?" he said, "Do you not believe what you see in front of your eyes."

The Colonel simply stepped away from the man, her mouth working but nothing was coming out. She was too shocked to even say anything. Basch raised his pistol at him again.

"How is it that you can use magic?" he said, "Are you a Pulsian?"

The Primarch laughed out again.

"Magic is a gift given by us passed down to the humans that lived upon Gaia," he said, "both you Farrons know of what I speak of. The servant of the Fal'Cie, humans chosen to serve and protect us when we are at our most pathetic state."

Éclair stepped forward.

"So you're an l'Cie…same as me," she said.

Dysley started to laugh again.

"Oh, child, perish the thought," he said, "Do you really believe that one such as I will bow down to anyone. We are our own masters and guardian of the one that protect Cocoon from within. You l'Cie were created because the prophecy of Cocoon's demise is at hand."

Basch blinked.

"Prophecy?" he whispered.

"A prophecy foretells that this world will crash upon Pulse upon Orphan's awakening," Dysley told them, "The one that the Father created to sustain this world afloat."

Lightning blinked having heard that name before.

"Orphan?"

"Orphan is the sustaining force that holds Cocoon afloat in the skies," Dysley said, "You have had the dream…you know what you must summon into this world if you want to destroy Orphan for a Fal'Cie cannot be killed by mere l'Cie. What a tragedy, for the Fal'Cie to be killed by his own chosen protectors, the l'Cie."

Dysley suddenly appeared behind them.

"One of you l'Cie is destined to slain Orphan and brings about the World's end," he said, "The end of life as you human know it."

"I won't destroy Cocoon," Éclair yelled at him coming at him with a punch.

But Dysley had disappeared again appearing by his chair.

"So what are you exactly if you aren't an l'Cie?" Éclair asked, glaring at the man.

"How ironic," Dysley said, raising his hand toward Éclair.

The latter feel her brand burns as she put a hand against it, letting out a grunt of pain.

"You of all ask me this question Éclair Farron," he continued, "Seraphelim would have been saddened you have forgotten about her after she had chosen you."

He lowered his hand and the burn subsided.

"I'm more than a man," Dysley continued, "I am the Guardian of Cocoon, tasked by the Maker to guard this world from threat that seeks to destroy it, either from within and from out."

In his hand he holds up a small control in his hand.

"And you are all threat to Cocoon," he said before pressing down upon it.

All around them, an alarm started to blare all around them as the trio glanced around themselves.

"W…What is going on?" Basch said.

"The master alarm," Lightning whispered.

"I have summoned all of the Armed Forces of Cocoon here," he said, "I wonder what will they said when they find out that the l'Cie has attacked their beloved Primarch and learn of two soldier's betrayal."

Suddenly the Primarch fall downs upon his knees as blood started to appear on his white clothes…the same place Basch had shot him to.

"Run l'Cie," he laughed, "You won't be escaping your fate."

Basch pulled on Éclair's arm.

"We have to get out of here," he said.

He pulled the woman after him but Éclair's attention was on Lightning. The Colonel was standing still, as if she could actually believe what had just happened…like her entire world had being turned upside down but she was too shocked to even move…

So Éclair turned away from Basch's grip and took hold of Lightning's arm.

"We need to go," she said.

Lightning looked at her, her face still reads shock upon it.

"C'mon," Éclair said.

"We're here," Paine said.

The group can see the city of Palumpolum in the distance.

"Guys, something is going down in Palumpolum," Tifa said.

Vaan who was standing beside Paine's chair turned toward the girl was seating. He quickly walked toward it and stood beside him.

"What is it?"

"Listen to this," Tifa said turning up the volume.

"…No words of what just happened in the Primarch building but the alarm had started to blare seconds ago," the announcer said, "The only time this alarm was ever used was thirty years ago when the Primarch Crescent was attacked…we can only hope that this is not the case with Primarch Dysley."

"The Primarch attacked?" Zack whispered, "You don't think…"

"If crazy girl did attack the Primarch," Paine said, "Then she is as crazy as I thought."

"But why would she attack the Primarch?" Vaan asked, "It doesn't make any senses."

"Actually it does," Zack said, "If she is Pulsian, she had a pretty good reason to attack the Primarch."

"You're judging her because of her blood again," Vaan said, frustrated, "How many times do I have to tell you she isn't like that?"

"And you think you know her?" Tifa asked.

Vaan nodded.

"I know her long enough to know that she won't do something like that," he said.

He didn't notice the exchanged glances Tifa and Paine threw each other.

"What now?" Paine asked.

"We head for the Primarch's Building," Vaan said, "We'll try to pick up Éclair there and from the look of it; we need to get there…fast."

He glanced up at Paine who nodded at him and increased the ship's speed.

Primarch's Building

The trio of fugitives was running through the hallway leading them toward the elevator and Basch quickly started to try to summon it by pressing the button quickly.

"Do we go down or up?" he asked her.

"I don't know," Éclair said, "I've never been here before."

Basch turned toward Lightning who was leaning against a wall beside them, still in shock probably from what she had just learned.

"You don't seem as shocked as she is," Éclair asked him.

Basch chuckled.

"I don't think about it," he said, "Deal with it later…but I wasn't as close to the Primarch as her….so the shock isn't as big as it could have been."

Éclair glanced toward Lightning.

The soldier seemed to look totally lost. It was like she wasn't even aware of what to do anymore, and Éclair found that she could feel pity for the soldier. She had seen how desperate Lightning had been when she had been asking about the brand and now the very man she had looked up to had simply turned his back against her.

She approached the woman.

"Lightning,"

The woman looked at her.

"I'm sorry," Éclair said.

Lightning didn't even answer her.

"Look…" Éclair started when a loud bang drew their attention and the trio noticed soldiers appearing right down the hall from them.

"Shit," Basch said, quickly pulling them with him.

The two soldiers that had landed through the window started to fire at them and the bullets slammed upon the walls as they moved.

"We have three suspects, one is wearing Purge robes," they heard a voice said, "and they're heading toward the roof."

The trio continued toward the roof with Basch leading them straight up the stairs. It was clear that the man was panicking a little.

"We will be cornered into the roof you know that right," Éclair said.

"I'm thinking," Basch said.

Then he turned toward Lightning.

"Where are the emergency exits located?"

Lightning looked up at him.

"What?"

"We need to find a way to escape from here," he said, "If you don't notices it or not, we are all enemy of Cocoon here…and the entire army is after us."

Lightning frowned slightly.

"T…There is a underground passageway that leads to the backstreet of the city," she said, "We can use the emergency stair way to get here….I have used it before, so I know where it is."

"Good," Basch said, "lead the way."

Éclair frowned a little, "Let's go then."

"We might meet some soldiers there," Lightning said, "If they are actually taking hold of the building…"

"I'm ready to fight," Éclair said.

Lightning simply glanced at her before taking the lead of the team. She let them through a series of hallway that adjacent with the other corridors. Éclair glanced toward the woman and noticed that she was masking her emotions, now completely focused upon her task. She knew that the woman was ignoring what she was feeling at the moment.

She was doing what she knew best.

Being a soldier.

"Here it is," Lightning said.

They had arrived in front of a large double door and an automated pad was beside it. Lightning approached the pad and typed a code in. The light of the door shifted from red to green.

"At least my code still work," she said.

"Maybe our luck will turn around after this," Basch told her.

Lightning didn't say anything but walked forward through the door, leaving Basch to stare after her confused and glanced at Éclair.

"She's doing what she does best," Éclair said.

"What?"

Éclair simply shook her head.

"You wouldn't understand."

Éclair passed him, leaving Basch to follow after her. Lightning looked like the most controlled person here but she knew that the soldier was still in shock…trying to block everything by being a soldier.

"Purge deportees," a voice said.

A group of soldiers was coming straight toward them with their weapons ready to fire and from the look of it, S.A. soldiers. The one in the lead stopped in said.

"Halt, it's the Colonel," he said.

Lightning stayed still as the soldier approached him.

"We've received words of a Purge deportee here," he said, "Are you taking hold of her at the moment?"

Lightning stayed silent and Basch hand was still holding his gun, and Éclair was ready to use her magic if need be. Then the soldier's radio started to crackle.

"Yes, this is Sergeant Wilfred," he said.

The words from the radio were clear for everyone to hear.

"Primarch Dysley had ordered that the Colonel Lightning is in league with the Pulsian enemy and have attempted to assassinate him. Colonel Lightning is to be put down …"

The soldier's eyes turned toward Lightning and before he could even move, Basch had fired a shot straight at him, hitting him on the chest. Éclair used her magic taking out three other soldiers as one of them raised his weapon straight at Lightning taking a shot.

Lightning do her name justice as she suddenly moved sideways, dodging the bullets and as she was sending a punch a bright blue light appeared upon her forearm as it took over her hand. She slammed it upon the man's face creating an icy shield around the soldier throwing him back.

Lightning stared down at her hand seeing the brand shinning through her clothes before disappearing.

"W…What did I just do?"

"You used magic," Basch whispered.

Lightning continued to stare at the arm as if it was something foreign. Éclair approached her.

"That's the power of the l'Cie," she said, "When we are chosen for a Focus, the Fal'Cie blessed us with the gift of magic."

Lightning looked at her, before walking off.

"Is that so," she whispered.

They continued throughout the large structure, heading straight toward elevator.

"That will take us back up above ground," Lightning said, "Let's hope the place is still clear."

The trio stepped inside.

"To where after that,"

Lightning shrugged.

"If the Army is after us," she said, "Then, there is not many places in Cocoon that want to help a fugitive."

Then the elevator started to rise toward the high ceiling.

Where would fate lead the three unlikely companions?

Next time: Run or die

AN: Hey guys, what do you think should be the Colonel's Eidolon? Should i give her the Shiva Sisters or give her an Eidolon made from the top of my head or give me a suggestion?

Jacques0 out.

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