Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ The Ninety-ninth Sacrifice ❯ X ( Chapter 10 )

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X
990 S.A.
 
Jecht caught his breath when he saw the shore of Besaid. In his time Besaid was a city, now it was a deserted beach with only a few remnants of the city Besaid once was. If the ruins in Besaid were as common as they were, Jecht did not want to think about in how much ruin the metropolis Zanarkand was.
As the ship they were in docked, Jecht watched three young children run up. Two were boys with bright orange hair, the other a girl with black hair. The taller of the two boys had a large cowlick and held a battered blitzball. The girl held an old mog doll.
“Look at that,” smiled Braska, stepping off of the boat. “We have a welcoming committee.”
The tallest of the three, the boy with the blitzball, came up to Auron and asked, “Whatcha come to Besaid for?” Although somewhat impolite, the boy had a bearing of kind curiosity.
“We're here on a pilgrimage,” answered Auron, while Jecht and Sara were snickering under their breaths.
“Thought so,” said the boy, “Just like all o' the other summoners, ya?”
“Yes,” smiled Braska.
Jecht, though, had a look of concern on his face. “What do ya mean `like all of the other summoners'?”
The older boy with orange hair pointed to and alcove of rock that lead away from the beach. “To the temple. All o' the summoners go there to get the Valefore.”
“Can you show us where the temple is?” asked Sara in her most motherly voice.
The younger boy with orange hair crossed his arms and shook his head defiantly. “No, I just started playing on the beach! It's a long walk, and there are fiends around!”
Glaring at the boy who had just spoken, the dark haired girl hit him in the head with her hand and said, “Don't be so rude Chappu!”
“Don't hit me Lulu!” cried the boy in retort.
Sighing, the eldest of the three gestured to the four companions. “I'll show ya to the temple. Sorry about my bratty bro, ya?”
“Hey, don't call me a brat, Wakka!” cried the young boy named Chappu.
As he began to show the companions down the path, Wakka flung the blitzball to his younger brother. “You're still a brat though!” Ignoring his brother's arguments, Wakka showed the four to the village where the temple that housed the aeon Valefore.
Everyone was taken aback by the simplistic beauty of the Island of Besaid. All four of them had been living in a large metropolis, either in the past or the present. Besaid was a quaint little village that had been built up around the ancient temple. There were no roads; only one square in the middle of the village made of cobblestone and sand.
Braska felt himself gaining a huge respect for this small town. Having lived on a boat with the same people for years, he gained a respect for a close-knit community. Besaid was also a beautiful island with wondrous vegetation and scenery. “This is such a beautiful village.”
“It feels too small to me,” noted Jecht, looking around.
“That would make sense,” chortled Sara. “If you come from where you claim, and the rumors are true, then the city you are from had more people living in it than all of Bevelle and Mi'ihen put together.”
“I'm from Bevelle and I find this whole place beautiful, and peaceful.” Turning to Auron, Braska asked, “When all of this is over, can you bring Yuna here for me?” Watching the boy, Wakka, who had shown them their way to the village, Braska added, “Bevelle is a dangerous place, especially for a child. This is a place where she can be with others her own age. It would be good for her to be here.”
Auron nodded, aware that Sara's eyes were on him. “I will, Braska.”
“Why would he need to bring your daughter here?” asked Jecht.
“Because,” said Auron, “When a summoner summons the Final Aeon, they die.”
“Oh,” breathed Jecht. After a moment's pause for contemplation, Jecht added, “I figured as much. I'm sorry, if I, well, seemed insensitive.”
Braska only smiled at Jecht, thankful for his understanding
Auron felt stupid after he noticed that Sara was holding a sphere recorder. Grumbling at her as he passed by, he continued to walk towards the temple. “C'mon, we have to get the Valefore aeon.”
“Can't argue with that,” smiled Braska, glancing to his wife. Walking with her, they followed Auron to the temple, Jecht walking behind them, still shell shocked from traveling a thousand years in time.
 
 
 
 
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