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Chapter Thirteen: Cryptic Hints from Beyond
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“Tell
me why we’re here again!” Rikku begged, trying
unsuccessfully to pull her hand from Gippal’s grip as
he led her up the stairs that led to the Farplane
entrance. It was unnatural for an Al Bhed to
willingly enter the Farplane and Rikku
was no exception to that. When she had stopped by to drop off food for Gippal, she hadn’t expected to have him flip her over his
shoulder and carry her to the Farplane
entrance.
At
least he had put her down…
“Gippal!” Rikku whined as he
pulled her closer and closer to the entrance, “Al Bhed
don’t go into the Farplane! What’s wrong with
you?!”
“I
need you to see this.” Her male counterpart insisted, pulling harder on her
arm, causing the small girl to tumble into him and force the both into the Farplane entrance. Rikku
frowned, but pushed herself closer to Gippal’s
back. She didn’t want to admit it to him, but she was scared. The Farplane and what it represented always frightened her and
that was part of the reason she never wanted to enter. The other reason
was that she firmly believed in the Al Bhed motto.
“Memories
are nice, but that’s all they are.”
“Oh
stop that.” Gippal said with a smirk over his
shoulder, “This isn’t going to kill you, ya know.”
Rikku frowned, “Please don’t talk about death in the Farplane!” she hissed, “It might be bad luck or something.”
Ignoring
Gippal’s laughter as it echoed along the walls of the
hallway that led to the Farplane’s main room, Rikku tried to focus on anything but the fact that she was
in the one place she had sworn she would never enter. Her final attempt
to pull her hand away from Gippal failed and she found
herself roughly pulled into the main room.
Baralai’s visage appeared almost instantly and she
realized that Gippal had been mentally
prepared. She felt his grip loosen and Rikku
thought about running, but she felt herself inexplicably drawn to Baralai’s figure. Gippal
followed close behind her as she came to stop a few feet back from him, “Why
are we here, Gippal?”
“I
wanted him to tell you what he told me.”
Rikku cocked an eyebrow at Gippal, “Are you
feeling okay?” she asked, “Farplane ghosts can’t talk.
They are just reactions to the memories. Pyreflies
make them.”
“Well
that’s not very nice, Rikku.”
Rikku let out a terrified scream and jumped back, bumping firmly into Gippal’s chest as she pointed a trembling finger at the
visage of Baralai, “He t…ta…talked!”
“I
know I did.” Baralai said, a small smile forming on
his features, “It’s good to see you again.”
Rikku couldn’t stop her body from shaking as she pushed harder up
against Gippal and whispered to Baralai,
“You’re not real. Farplane ghosts aren’t real…”
“That’s
very true,” Baralai replied, “Farplane
ghosts aren’t real, but I am. I’m not a Farplane
ghost. The true spirit can visit the Farplane,
although most of the time they don’t. They can even have conversations
with loved ones although, as far as I know, I’m the first one to do this.”
“Tell
her what you told me, Bar.” Gippal said to him.
Baralai nodded, “The locket holds the key to the
killer.”
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“This
had better be important, Nooj.” Paine said as she
entered Nooj’s library at the Youth League
headquarters in a huff, “Yuna didn’t come home last
night and I’m worried.”
Nooj gave his female counterpart a grim look, “Well, if my gut
instinct is right then you have a reason to be worried. We all do…”
It
was in that moment that Paine realized LeBlanc was standing in the corner of
the room with a short, bald man…
Cid!
“What’s
going on?” she asked, narrowing her eyes at Nooj.
“Well,
two things,” replied the tall man, “First of all, Gippal
broke out of jail yesterday and we don’t think he did it alone.”
“It
was that damn headstrong daughter of mine! I know it!” Cid shouted,
suddenly starting forward and pounding his hand on Nooj’s
desk, “I don’t know what goes through her head sometimes!”
Crimson
eyes locked with brown, “What’s the other thing?”
“We
found out where Baralai went before he died.”
Paine
wasn’t prepared for this, yet somehow she felt in her gut that she already knew
the answer.
“He
went to the Cave
of Woe.” Cid interrupted
with a characteristic shout, “A couple of Al Bhed
flew him there.”
LeBlanc
sauntered closer to the action and lifted three pictures off of Nooj’s desk, handing them to Paine. The female looked
at them closely. It was snapshots of the three skulls that they found in
the cave. LeBlanc motioned to them, “The more I think about it,
love. I don’t think Tidus was looking for
them.”
Nooj nodded, “I agree with LeBlanc. Whatever he was looking for
was still in the cave when he left and…”
“Baralai found it…” Paine finished the sentence, yet never
took her eyes off of the pictures. A chill went up her spine and she
looked at Cid, “Why hasn’t there been a huge announcement about Gippal’s escape?”
Cid
was uncharacteristically quiet in his response and Paine had to strain to hear
him, “We arrested the wrong person,” he replied, “and we all know it now.
I just didn’t want word to get out to the real killer just yet. I’ve got
my little niece to worry about.”
Those
were words that Paine never truly thought she’d hear. Cid adored Tidus almost as much as he adored Gippal.
If Cid believed that Tidus was the killer…
“Gippal is staying at Chateau LeBlanc,” LeBlanc suddenly
said, “Rikku is probably there. I suggest we go
in full strength before we confront Tidus about
this.”
Paine
felt her hands tremble and thought for the first time that even the most stoic
couldn’t hold in emotions this strong. She stared into Nooj’s eyes and he into hers, “We do this for Baralai.”
“For
Baralai,” the former leader repeated as he, LeBlanc,
and Paine said goodbyes to Cid and headed off for Guadosalam.
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She almost cried out at the sight. The pyreflies
were forming around his body. She could see through his hands; through
his entire body. Her breath caught in her throat and she could feel tears
forming, “No!” she shouted in a hoarse whisper.
He looked at her with sadness in his eyes, "Yuna, I have to go. I'm sorry I couldn't show you Zanarkand.” He turned to leave, “ Goodbye!"
"Hey!" cried Wakka. He looked like a
wounded child.
Rikku jumped forward, "We're gonna
see you again...?"
She couldn’t take it. She had to hold him. She had to feel his arms
around her the way they had been in Macalania.
If only she had chosen not to go on. If only she had done the selfish
thing for once. If only…
"Yuna!"
She heard Kimahri shout to her, but she
didn’t stop. She jumped forward to hold him but found herself passing
through him. She sailed through his body and landed hard on the deck of
the ship, her face down.
He was going…she couldn’t stop it.
A pyrefly floated past her eyes as she
lay defeated on the ship. She watched it as she slowly climbed back to
her feet. She couldn’t turn to look at him. She couldn’t watch him
vanish, knowing it was her fault.
If only…
"I love you." She whispered into the air. She sensed him
approaching although she could no longer feel the heat radiating from his
body. She knew he was behind her. His arms wrapped around her gently
and she stifled a cry when she couldn’t feel him.
The embrace lasted only a moment. Yuna
shivered when she felt him pass through her. The coldness was a shock to
her system. It was so different then when he’d held her or touched her
before. It was the touch of the Farplane that
he gave her now.
Dead for 1000 years…
He’d been dead for 1000 years.
She made no move to stop him as he dove off of the front of the
ship. The only move she made was to fall to her knees when there was no
splash in the water below.
Yuna’s let out a scream as she broke to conciousness.
It took her a moment to realize where she was. She was still at Macalania and she was with…Tidus.
His
concerned eyes searched hers as he touched her shoulder softly, “Are you okay?”
Yuna nodded. She wanted nothing more then
to wrap her arms around him and let him hug away the fear, but the realization
that his leather gloves were caressing her bare shoulders brought back her
fears from earlier. She looked around, “Did we fall asleep?”
“Well,
you fell first,” Tidus clarified, “and I fell after
that.”
The
leather on her skin as drawing goosebumps up and down
her body and Yuna had to do something to get him to
take those gloves off. She just couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t
stand it anymore! Suddenly, she remembered that she had brought his blitzball. She had wanted to show him how good she
had gotten since he had faded and now seemed as good a time as any. It
would at least get him to take those damned gloves off.
She
rose quickly and grabbed the ball, motioning with it toward the water, “You wanna play?”
Sparkling
blue eyes and a broad grin were her response and, to her great relief, he
pulled the gloves from his hands and dropped them onto the blanket as he pulled
his shirt over his head and waded into the water. Yuna
let her eyes wander his toned torso before removing the half-skirt she wore and
joined him.
“Can
you do something for me?” she asked with a cautious smile. She was almost
afraid to ask him to do this, but needed to see it with her own eyes.
“What
is it?”
“Can
you do the Jecht Shot for me?”
“That was the Jecht Shot, wasn’t it?”
“How do you know that?”
“Sir Jecht showed it to me when I was a
child. He called it the ‘Sublimely Magnificent Jecht
Shot Mark III.’”
Her
fears could be thrown out the window if Tidus
successfully performed that shot. She wouldn’t have to worry
anymore. Her worries and sudden suspicions could be forgotten. She
waited for Tidus to suddenly smile with the
confidence she was used to seeing, but instead he got a confused look on his
face.
It
was almost as if he didn’t know what she was talking about…
“Jecht Shot?”
Yuna thought for sure her heart stopped. She had died right
there, she was sure of it. The man treding
water in front of her wasn’t Tidus. She was
sure of it now. He wasn’t Tidus…
But…no.
He had to be Tidus. Who else would he be?
He had Tidus’ pear shaped birthmark on his hip.
He had Tidus’ goofy smile. Tidus
was just having an off day. That’s why he didn’t know what she was talking
about.
Right???
“Nevermind.” Yuna said, “It’s not
important.
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“The
locket holds the what now?” Rikku asked, scrunching
her face in confusion.
Baralai laughed a little, “Same old Rikku, I see.” He said with a smirk before continuing,
“Unfortunately I can’t tell you who killed me. That’s against the
rules. I can only give you a hint and my hint is this. Find the
locket and find my killer.”
“Who
makes up such stupid rules?!” Rikku shrieked before
pointing a finger at him, “Seymour’s
father told us who killed him!”
“No
he didn’t.” Baralai clarified, “Jyscal
gave you a sphere he recorded before his death. That was his ‘hint’,
although his is more overt then mine. He was unable to say that Seymour killed him after
death.”
“Where
is the locket?” Gippal asked, “Can you tell us that?”
Baralai shook his head, “No. I’m
sorry. I can tell you one other thing.” He said, “If you speak with
Paine, she will shed light on the situation.” Baralai’s
visage turned and looked behind him as if there was something there. Rikku couldn’t see anything but assumed that perhaps Baralai could see something. He turned his eyes back
to his friends and gave them a smile, “I must be going back.” He said, “It
really was wonderful to see you again. And don’t worry about me, I’m
fine. And I have faith that you will find my killer and see him brought
to justice.”
“We
will, Bar,” Gippal said, “I promise.”
For
a few moments after Baralai vanished, Rikku and Gippal stood next to
each other in silence until Rikku looked into his
eyes, “What made you come here?”
“I
wanted to apologize to him,” replied Gippal,
motioning with his hands toward the exit, “I wanted to tell him how sorry I was
about how I acted the last time we’d seen each other.”
“I
understand that,” Rikku said as the duo reached the
exit, “I mean, I probably would have done the same…”
“Wait!”
Rikku and Gippal spun around and saw that Baralai had reappeared. He smiled, “I’m glad I caught
you both.” He said, “I almost forgot to tell you something important.”
“What
is it?” Rikku asked.
“Take
what you know and go to the fayth. He will take
your clues and form answers for you. He knows the entire story. He
is the reason this is happening.”
Rikku frowned, “Is Shuyin possessing Tidus?” she asked.
A
smile formed on Baralai’s lips, “Do you remember our
conversation on the Celsius, Rikku? When Tidus was acting so strangely?”
Rikku nodded, “I said that he couldn’t be possessed since there weren’t
any pyreflies.”
The
deceased blonde nodded, “You just thought of both of them.” He said, “but
neither have appeared. There is a reason for that, Rikku.
Think more on your thoughts behind Tidus’ strange
behavior. Take that theory to the fayth.
He’ll explain it more.”
The
visage started to fade and Rikku felt a tear slide
down her cheek, “Goodbye, Baralai.”
“Goodbye,
Rikku.” He said, “Goodbye, Gippal.
And dry those tears, Rikku. I’m happy here,
really! Jecht is teaching me blitzball!”
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NOTE: Okay, I’ve decided to do the final
installment of Silver Wings, to be called “Silver Wings 3: Back Into My
Arms”. I do intend on making this the last in the Silver Wings
saga. I think a trilogy is a good idea. It will have FF8 crossover
although I’m still plotting if I want to have the FF8 characters just as
backdrop people or if I want to give some of them a major part. I’d love
to explain the storyline I’m working on, but it’ll kind of spoil the ending to
1000 Confessions, so you all are just going to have to wait and see what happens!
Haha! Again, thanks for the reviews. They
are the reason I keep writing.
Love,
akksgurl
Author’s Notes: There is still a lot to
this story, so don’t go thinking that it’ll be over soon. I’ve got a
whole other twist planned out that will lead into the final installment of the
trilogy.
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