Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Golden Silence ❯ Peaceful Sunsets and Piranha Afternoons ( Chapter 1 )

Golden Silence

Lady Mars

Chapter I: Peaceful Sunsets and Piranha Afternoons

Disclaimer: * LM sits with Yugi kittie in her lap, sleeping, and Zechs kittie curled around a Blitzball, also asleep. * Here I am again. I said it wouldn't happen again, but it did. I'm starting another multi parter. Cursed muse. I blame Kelon for this abomination. THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! Anyway…I don't own Final Fantasy X; quite frankly, I don't even own a copy of the game. But that's beside the point. Squaresoft owns all of the characters, all I can take credit for is the situations and the prophecy. I have a vague idea what happens at the end of the game, even thought I'm nowhere near there yet…So don't bite my head off if I get any of this wrong…ONWARDS!

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In a land far away, three kindred souls reunite

And prepare for themselves for the ultimate fight.

The one with scorn in his heart tears away,

Learning to trust again another day.

A great battle then ensues,

Everyone without knowledge of what to do.

Then one enters, showing his dignity and might,

Leaving after loosing a gift and gaining a plight.

The guardians will be then summoned, their place set,

And a summoner is chosen, his life in debt

By the ones he suffered for,

The ones who remain in his heart forever more.

Two will be thrust from their heavenly home,

The third to be summoned on a date unknown.

The white man and black dragon fall from the sky

Making their one observer wonder who and why.

A cherished relic will disappear,

Returning to the one who held it near.

The one that no one did understand,

The one who is now known across the land.

The duo comes across places of familiarity

And return to the place of infamy

For both in a time before.

And now they are sworn to protect its shore.

Old friends see him not as he was then,

They see him as a stranger ravished by Sin.

But only when the darkness shows its face

Will he step up and take his rightful place;

A placed destined for the damned

Souls touched by fate's cold hand.

He remains unknown by the ones who care

And unseen by the ones not there.

Only after a night of joyous celebration

Turns into one of mass devastation

Will his true identity be known

And his horrid tale be shown.

He has lived a time of true pain

And holds a body full of shame.

Only when the evil shows its wretched face

And calls out its power on the island place

Shall the true nobility of a summoner be tested

And the ultimate friend is requested.

The firery aeon basks in the morning light

Leaving only to aid in a fight

For his summoner's life and protection.

The trio will be reunited without detection

Of the one most feared

And the darkness will fade; the mists almost cleared

When he arises again, with even more might,

He calls out his adversary to the ultimate fight.

The summoner denies the evil call

Causing his island home to fall

Under the darkness' grueling command.

The light floods in by the one with bloody hands

And a hollowing voice that hasn't been heard.

Troops follow his harsh actions and word

To banish the evil doing to another place.

The stern determination on his face

Shows he is ready for the ultimate fight

To show who will conquer: dark or light.

The glint in his eyes shows no fear,

But he dreads what comes near

To break the peaceful silence of the day

That his life changed to this way.

Darkness rolls in as waves on the sea;

Fiends emerge from its waters endlessly

As the dark lord summons all of his might

Calling the summoner for one last fight

To determine whose hands

The people will be untied under across the lands.

The opposing sides will clash: light against dark,

Each one leaving a timeless mark

On the hands of time of a place so clear,

A place that, for years, has had no fear.

In the light, the two fight almost endlessly,

But with one mighty blow, only one will exit in victory.

And he shall be the one in command,

Bringing final unity to the land

For they shall all finally learn what is right:

You should fear the darkness for it can swallow the light.

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The man stood at the top of one of the many cliff faces of the small island of Besaid. The deep orange sun was slowly shrinking below the horizon under his soft gaze. The gentle sea breeze curled around him, tugging at his short, pale white locks and pulling the brisk sea air deep into his lungs. The peacefulness of the situation had calmed his frazzled nerves and drawn his mind from the arduous task that lied ahead of him. It had been a few years since his worn body and battered soul had set foot on that land, but it was so familiar that it seemed like he had never left; he felt good to be back to a place that felt like home. The peacefulness was awe-inspiring after the death and destruction he had seen. 'I wish this moment would never end.' He stretched, pulling at his tired muscles, trying to get them back into the awakened state. 'But I know it will. Everything comes to an end: seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years…They all lead to the end. Everything has a signal of the end and I am the signal of the end of this. Peace can not last forever, but I don't want to bring about the end of this one. This peace has made so many happy and I'm here to break it.' He sighed running his hand through his hair. 'I don't want to, but there is a great evil that must be dealt with and I'm the only one who can. BUT WHY HERE? Why did he send me HERE? I can't come back here. I've caused too much pain to the people here; pain that I can't get rid of. They'll never forgive me. And yet, yet here I am. Here I am preparing for the biggest task of my life and I have to face the many I have hurt.' He shuddered as his problems came back into the light. 'It doesn't matter what they say, you're here for one thing and one thing only. You MUSN'T get attached again. That would surely bring about your downfall.' He sighed and slowly turned to his left, readying himself for the long journey ahead. The fading light cast short shadows on the darkened ground in front of him. He slowly trudged away from his perch, the past pounding down on his shoulders and the future taunting him as always. He took it in stride though; things like this didn't seem to phase him anymore. He held his head up and kept walking, ignoring his problems as usual. He stopped at the forest's edge and turned back for one final gaze at the now purple horizon. He smiled lightly at the deep colour and the final line of a long poem he had once heard came to his mind. 'Fear the darkness for it can swallow the light.'

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Wakka sat basking the warm afternoon sun. The cool seawater lapped back and forth, but he was unfazed by the passing of nature. The last few years on the small island had been the best years of his life. Life all over Spira had changed for the better. People no longer feared Sin and seemed more and more open as time passed. He was still the guardian of the now Grand Summoner Yuna and still helped the Aurochs, even though he didn't play Blitzball anymore. His graze slowly wandered up to the cliff face to where Yuna was standing. She spent many hours a day up on that ledge praying to a memorial that was constructed for Tidus. It was a large stone embedded with the only two relics that he left behind: the Calabolg and his necklace. It killed Wakka to think he'd never seen Tidus again, but there was nothing he could do about it now.

"You would think by now she would have figured out that he's not coming back." Wakka turned his head to see Lulu standing next to him.

"You would think that, ya." He turned back to the summoner. "But she hasn't yet." Lulu sighed. "It makes her happy though, so damned if I'm going to stop her."

"I won't either. It is just that some days she spends so much time up there." Wakka nodded.

"She misses him." Lulu nodded. "We all do." Lulu sat down next to Wakka. "It's weird living without him even though it's been a few years, ya?" Lulu nodded. The pair turned back to the open sea.

"Has Rikku come back up yet?"

"No, she's been down there a while now. What did she go down there for?" Lulu shrugged.

"She didn't say. She just told me she was going diving." The pair continued to watch the calm sea in silence. The peacefulness was shattered when Rikku breached the surface, screaming. She was drug back under right after she popped up, leaving the sea calm again.

"What was that?" Wakka looked at Lulu.

"I don't know, but it doesn't look good." The pair scrambled to their feet, scanning the waters for Rikku. She popped back up again a few hundred yards away.

"RIKKU! WHAT'S HAPPENING?" Wakka shouted at her.

"PIRAHNAS!" She dove back under again to avoid the fish.

"Shit." Lulu started to call upon a thundaga spell, but Wakka stopped her. "You'd toast the fish and her if you did that."

"Well then what do we do?" Wakka stalled for a moment. "Just as I thought." She raised her hand in preparation to cast the spell when Rikku surfaced near the shallow waters. The Al Bhed girl slowly walked to the shore. "What happened to you?"

"As I said before," she snapped. "Piranhas. They just swarmed. I was lucky I got up the first time and away the second time."

"Are they gone?"

"Yes."

"How did ya loose them?" Wakka asked.

"I didn't."

"You didn't? Then what happened?"

"This guy swam up, hack two of them in half, knocked the other two out, and swam off again with the two unconscious ones in tow." Wakka and Lulu exchange confused glances.

"What would anyone want piranhas for?" Wakka asked.

"I don't know," Lulu responded. She turned back to Rikku. "Did you get a good look at the guy?"

"No," she replied. "He was moving too fast." Wakka huffed.

"Some situation that puts us in."

"All that matters is that Yuna stays safe," Lulu said. The others nodded. The trio started walking back to the village to get Rikku's wounds tended to. Wakka stopped short and took one last glance at the ocean. 'This is one of those times that I wish Tidus was still here, he'd know exactly what to do.' The Blitzball player sighed and walked off. After Wakka had disappeared on the trail, another person slinked out of the water. His short white hair was plastered to his head and two lengths of piranha teeth in his right hand. The water leaked off of every spot on his body. He slowly started to walk in the opposite direction of the village.

'Aren't you going?' The voice echoed through his head.

'Yes, just not yet.' The man disappeared into the forest, leaving the sea in its standard calm state.

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