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Chapter Thirty Four

The Unborn Fal'Cie

The entire group stood together in front of the Fal'Cie's true form. It was big, with large hands, filled with claw like gold colors. A face was that was filled with lines the two white eyes staring down at them with. Around his head was a large quadrant filled with upside down Earth.

"Raines let his emotions cloud his judgments to let you come here," Dysley spoke, "I will deal with him accordingly."

Lightning's eyes were alight with rage.

"YOU WON'T HARM ANYONE ON COCOON," she yelled.

Then the fight begins, everyone aiming attacks straight toward the Fal'Cie in front of them. Vaan, Paine and Tifa were using magic standing back, while Zack Éclair and Lightning were attacking with their blades.

Then the Fal'Cie in front of them launched a spell knocking everyone back, and even so, Lightning and Éclair were both still standing.

"You son of a…," Lightning yelled charging forward.

A spell hit her straight into the chest sending her flying backward and landing on the ground in a hip.

"We…We aren't doing as much damage," Zack said, "It's like our attacks don't even have an effect upon him."

Éclair hated to admit it, but Zack was right. Fighting against a Fal'Cie was much more different than fighting against a normal enemy and even Sephiroth wasn't that hard.

"He must have some kind of weakness," Lightning said.

Then they were forced to dodge as the faces on the plates were sending out spell at them. Vaan launched a spell at one of the faces and the Fal'Cie grunted, but this time, in pain. That caused Éclair's eyes to widen a little.

That's his weakness, she thought.

"Everyone," she yelled, "Aim for the faces…that's his weaknesses."

Lightning and the rest followed her orders and soon enough they can see that the damages was being done to the Fal'Cie who was grunting from the hits he was getting. Then he started doing his own attacks forcing the group to dodge his spells. Then Éclair used her thunder spells upon the faces and sure enough with a large boom, the plate had simply disappeared causing some crystal dust upon the ground.

"The other one," Lightning said, "Hurry,"

"Damn, this thing is strong," Zack yelled, as a blast of ice magic narrowly missed his head.

"Less talking Zack," Paine yelled, "More fighting."

The young man nodded at her and charged forward, slashing the head with his gunblade and it disappeared.

"Good work," Lightning yelled.

The group continued to attack the plate until this one disappeared also, crystal dust falling down upon the ground.

"Now full straight attack," Éclair yelled charging at Dysley's head.

Now their attacks was starting to have some damage upon the Fal'Cie who was still taking damage and grunting at each hits. Then the Fal'Cie's body gave out a pulse of magic forcing the group back.

"What the hell?" Vaan yelled.

"This is the Power of a Fal'Cie,"

From his shoulders, large blast of magic suddenly sprung out from and aimed straight toward the group, knocking them down causing some yells of pain. Éclair was holding her stomach, where the spell had hit her.

That spell was powerful, enough to kill a normal human being but thanks to the power of an l'Cie, she was far from normal. Huffing, she glanced toward the group around her, and noticed that they were all down.

"You cannot stop the inevitable Éclair Farron, you can only delay it. What will you hope to accomplish in this fruitless task? You cannot alter destiny or your fate. Your Focus was doomed to fail from the start."

Éclair glanced up at the Fal'Cie in front of her.

"Unlike you Barthandelus, I haven't lost hope," she said.

The Fal'Cie laughed at that.

"Hope? You speak of hope when all what awaits Cocoon is despair and death?" he said, "The Fal'Cie Father had abandoned us, left us to fend on our own. He had departed this world, never to return…With the Chaos I will unleash upon the world, he will have no choice but to return to the Mortal Realm once more…"

Éclair growled.

"The Fal'Cie father is dead," she said, "Sin, the very thing you are trying to bring back is the one that had killed him."

"Humans…your ignorance runs deep," Barthandelus said, "The Fal'Cie Father cannot be killed. He cannot die. He is cursed with the gift of immortality. I can feel his presence within you Éclair Farron…He had gifted you, a Human, instead of his own creation the Fal'Cie."

"So you're doing all that because you're throwing a jealous tantrum?" Lightning asked, as she stood beside Éclair.

The other woman gives her a glance.

"You're okay?"

"I'll live," Lightning said, "Now Barthandelus, I will bring you down."

A seal appeared around Lightning's form and then she yelled out, "Mateus."

Her Eidolon appeared beside her and Lightning took the Lance, taking her stance.

"You tell Éclair that she can't change destiny or fate," Lightning said, "Alone she can't do it. Together, we will carve a new fate."

Éclair stared at the soldier, the she stood up. She holds out her sword.

"Thanks Lightning," she said.

"Anytime," the soldier told her, "Let's go Mateus."

With strong watera spells, and with the help of the Eidolon, both Lightning and Éclair charged straight toward the Fal'Cie.

Vaan groaned as he came to. He can hear the sound of battle around him causing him to shake his head glancing around himself. Then his eyes found Éclair and Lightning going head-to-head with the Fal'Cie and all the reason they had arrived here ended up in his head.

Damn, got to help, he said standing up but his legs gave way and he falls forward…

Not before someone caught him by the under arm keeping him steady on his feet. He glanced toward who was helping him and his eyes widened…

"Basch?"

His brother wordlessly looked at him, giving him a smile before straightening him up. He turned is face forward toward the battle and then when he looked toward Basch again, he was gone. Vaan could still feel the warmth in arm where Basch had touched him.

It's almost like…I can feel him standing right here beside me, he thought.

Vaan tightened his fist.

Don't worry brother, I will make you proud of me, he thought, I will protect Cocoon.

He shook the rest of the guys awake.

"C'mon, we got to help Éclair," he said before charging forward entering the fray of the battle against the Fal'Cie.

Their renewed efforts and the help of Vaan, Zack, Tifa and Paine, Lightning and Éclair had finally overcome Barthandelus. The Fal'Cie's form started to wobble as it yelled out in pain, the yell having an odd echo over it before a bright crystal falls down on the ground.

The crystal started to shake and then Barthandelus appeared, in his Human form, falling down upon his knees. He was breathing heavily, no longer had his Primarch's Hat upon his head, his hair falling down around his face. His eyes were looking at the group in front of him.

"You…You have done well," he said, "But it won't be enough."

Lightning approached him, aiming the blade toward his neck.

"Give it up Barthandelus," she said, "You have been defeated."

"You may have defeated me in a battle," Barthandelus said, standing up, "But even such mortal means can't kill me. There is only one way of dispatching my kind."

His eyes turned toward Éclair.

"Isn't that right Éclair? You who have gotten up close and personal with it."

"Ragnarok," Éclair whispered, "The Salvation Fal'Cie."

"Yes," Barthandelus said, "Ragnarok, the one who destroyed Zanarkand…bringing the second coming of Sin. I will bring its third coming."

"Enough of this Barthandelus," Éclair said, "Bringing Sin back will do more harm than good."

Barthandelus looked at her.

"You have come here because your steps were guided by Etro," he said, " Long before you awaken from your crystal sleep, her Messenger had come to me, warning me of Cocoon's impending doom. While the Goddess sees it as disaster, I see it as an opportunity to bring about the world's end."

"That's how you knew of Éclair's Focus," Vaan said.

"Why is it you want to destroy the world?"

"To be free from the shackles that this Mortal Realm has brought me," Barthandelus said, "We Fal'Cie are Gods, gods that have no followers."

Barthandelus hand started to glow as a powerful blast of magic concentrated there.

"Stop it Barthandelus," Éclair yelled.

"A world with no gods and followers," Barthandelus continued, "Is better to not exist at all."

He threw the spell but to the group's surprise, it completely missed them and the group turned around to see the spell aiming toward…

"NO, EDEN,"

Éclair could only watch in horror as the spell hit the white figure causing it to convulse from where she was floating in the air as seals started to appear around her form in a Cocoon shape before they all exploded outward, forcing her to shield her eyes away.

When the light was gone, Eden's form was lying down upon the ground; the ethereal light that had been bathing her form was slowly fading. Éclair quickly approached her form, and kneeled beside the Fal'Cie.

"Hang in there Eden," she said, as her hands started to glow a green glow.

You cannot help, Odin's voice said within her mind.

"Shut up," Éclair said, "I will not let her die."

Her light had already departed this world Éclair, Odin said, The Fal'Cie Eden is already…

"No, she isn't dead," Éclair said, "She isn't dead. She hadn't suffered all this time…just to fucking die."

Tears were already falling from Éclair's eyes as the light completely faded from Eden's form. Then crystal stars started to appear around her body taking it out of this world…into the one beyond.

Damn it, Éclair thought.

Her suffering is brought to an end, Odin gently spoke to her, This is the only gift that could have been offered to her at the state of sorrow she was in. A release from all the pain.

Eden's form had now simply disappeared as the crystal stars dissipated into nothingness. Éclair's put a hand into the place where the Fal'Cie was lying for a moment before standing up.

"Éclair," Tifa said.

Then the ground beneath their feet rumbled causing them to look around.

"W…What was that?" Paine asked.

"Orphan is waking up," Éclair said, tightening her fist, "We need to get to it now."

She started to run forward, the group following her. In no time, they had crossed the crystal world Eden was in to arrive in a large room and right in front of a large pool of water, Barthandelus was standing right there.

"Barthandelus," Éclair yelled.

"Eden has passed on," Barthandelus spoke, "Now the Orphan wakes from the eternal sleep, to fulfill his purpose."

"His only purpose was to sleep," Lightning yelled.

Barthandelus started to float into the air and slowly he was descending into the pool.

"I will give it a new purpose," he said, "Purpose to rip this world from the sky."

Then he disappeared below the waves.

Tense seconds passed as Éclair watched the water in front of them bubble with power and whatever what was happening below the waves. Then, out of the waves a large form grew, bright gold in appearance…causing Éclair to gasp slightly.

It was the figure she had seen in the Focus' vision back at the Bresha Ruins.

This was Orphan. The Unborn Fal'Cie.

The gold figure's face was completely baby like but also, it had a powerful feeling coming from it, more powerful than anything Éclair had ever felt before. There is no way that they can take on this thing and win.

Orphan let out a large screech causing the very ground beneath their feet to shake.

"What the hell…An earthquake?" Zack yelled as he fall upon his knees.

"That's impossible," Vaan said, "Earthquake can't happen on Cocoon."

"That's because it's no earthquake," Lightning said, "The entire world of Cocoon is shaking."

"Then we better take care of this thing fast," Paine said, "Before they won't be a Cocoon left to save."

Éclair stared at the being drawing upon her magic.

"Ragnarok, if you can hear my plea," she said, "Lend me your power."

"You don't have to do this Éclair," a new voice said,

A voice that sounded terribly familiar to Éclair's ears.

The woman turned around, and feels her blue eyes widen, as her heart jumped in her chest.

"Fang?"

Fang make an appearance?

Next time: The Promise

Jacques0 out.

R&R.