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Chapter Sixteen: Fanning the Flames of Hell
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For
the second time in a month, Shuyin sat in the hospital to hear the status of
someone he loved. Thankfully this time, it wasn’t Lenne. Instead it
was Bruttam. Bruttam was declared the only survivor of the explosion and
the police used the term survivor loosely.
Bruttam
was barely alive at all.
Shuyin
had run out of tears and sat numb between Lenne and Zaon. Zaon, Bruttam,
and Skirpa were like brothers to Shuyin. Skirpa was gone and that was a
hole that would never be filled. Zaon was there, but Bruttam’s life hung
in the balance. Shuyin knew that he could lose his other ‘brother’ at any
time. He didn’t know if he could deal with that.
Vaguely
Shuyin saw Maechen escorted from the mortuary in tears by police
officers. Shuyin assumed Maechen had been called in to identify his brother.
A shiver started in Shuyin’s lower back and worked its way up his shoulder
blades. He felt Lenne tighten her grip on his hand, “Are you okay?”
Shuyin
nodded, although he wasn’t sure if he’d ever be okay again. After his
parents death, Skirpa, Bruttam, and Zaon were the only reason he hadn’t given
up. Now with one dead, and one almost dead Shuyin wasn’t sure that he
could keep going. Two of his best friends were out of his reach.
The
doctor’s footsteps on the lanolium surface caught Shuyin’s attention and he sat
up in the chair. Dr. Dryke Colthan was a thin man with thick glasses and
an overbite. Dryke looked grim as he spoke to the quartet seated in the
waiting room, “I’m afraid my diagnosis on Bruttam Sabal isn’t good.” He said as
he pulled a chair over and sat down, “He has extensive trauma to the brain and
swelling. We’re trying to reduce it, but the damage has already been
done. Not to mention the fact that he was pinned under almost a ton of
rubble. It’s a miracle he’s alive at all.”
Yunalesca
wiped a tear from her eyes and Zaon squeezed her hand before asking the doctor,
“Will he wake up?”
Dryke
shrugged, “Honestly, I doubt it. He’s in a coma and will undoubtedly stay
that way,” he laid his clipboard firmly on his lap before saying, “I don’t
think you’d want him to wake up anyway. If he did, he’d probably be a
vegetable. Not to mention, due to the extensive damage to his spinal
column, we’re looking at paralysis. He’d probably be a parapalegic.”
“What
are his options?” asked Yunalesca.
“Well,
I advise taking him off of life support and letting nature take it’s course.”
Dryke replied, “but if you’d rather not do that, then leaving him on life
support is all you can do. The machines are breathing for him now.
His lungs were punctured badly so I doubt he’d be able to breath by himself.”
Lenne
asked, “What if I cast a cure spell on him?”
Dryke
shook his head, “That’s a wonderful idea, miss, but cure spells only work with
external wounds. Bruttam’s wounds are internal and very bad. Even
the most powerful of cure spells couldn’t help him now.”
Shuyin
shot up from his chair and shouted, “There’s got to be something you can
do! Bruttam is going to get up! He’s going to walk out of here and
we’re going to play blitzball together again!” he spun around and looked
pleadingly at Zaon, “Tell him!”
“Shu,”
Zaon whispered, “sit down, buddy.”
“No!
I won’t sit down!” Shuyin shouted, “I won’t stay here and listen to you all act
like Bruttam won’t make it! He’s a fighter! He’ll make it!
He’ll be fine! He will be!” Shuyin ran both of his hands roughly across
his scalp, “You’ll see,” he hissed, more to himself than to anyone in
particular, “Bruttam will be okay and this war will end. I’ll see to
that!”
He
ignored the shouts from his friends. He ignored the stares from the
nurses and doctors as he pushed passed them and out of the hospital.
Shuyin Bacohl had one destination in mind and he’d be damned if anybody was
going to get in his way.
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Yu
Yevon’s door burst open suddenly and the leader of Zanarkand turned to face his
intruder, “Shuyin! What are you doing here?!”
“I’m
sorry for the intrusion, Mr. President.” Shuyin replied, “but I’m sure by now
you heard about the blitzball stadium.”
Yu
nodded and motioned for Shuyin to sit down in front of the desk. Shuyin
did so and Yu replied, “I’m very sorry but I’m also relieved to hear that you
and Lenne were not inside at the time of the explosion.”
“That
was fortunate, sir.” Agreed Shuyin.
“So
what brings you here and in such a … passionate fashion?” Yu asked as he
motioned toward the broken door.
“I
apologize for that, sir.” Shuyin said as his face reddened slightly, “but
Yunalesca said a while back that you were working on a plan to stop this
war. Now that my entire team - with the exception of Bruttam - have
died a senseless and preventable death, I’d like to know when you plan on
implementing that plan.”
Yu
nodded, “I sent out our machina forces to battle Bevelle’s machina near Nagi.”
He said, “I also have one other idea.” With that, Yu rose from his desk to
cross the room and close the door. The middle aged man rejoined Shuyin
and reached into his desk drawer for a summoning book that he pulled out and lay
on the desk in front of Shuyin. Flipping to the middle, he pointed to a
page that contained a drawing and brief synopsis of the summon known only as
“Sin”.
“Sin?”
Shuyin whispered, “What is it?”
“It
is a legendary final aeon,” Yu replied, “Final summonings are considered a
myth. Just ask my daughter. She doesn’t believe in them. I,
however, know that they exist.”
Shuyin
couldn’t tear his eyes away from the drawing. Sin looked like a gigantic
blitzball but it obviously yielded great power if it was considered a ‘final
summoning’. Shuyin looked at Yu, “How does one get a final summoning?”
“A
summoner has to have gained all the aeons that Spira has to offer by praying to
every fayth in Spira. Only then can the summoner hope to call the final
aeon.” Yu smiled, “I am a high summoner and therefore have gained all the aeons
in Spira. All I need to do is call this summon and the war will end.”
“Then
why don’t you?!”
Yu
shook his head and closed the book, “It’s not that easy, Shuyin. Sin is
an extremely volatile summon. It is impossible to control. It’s not
like other final aeons. Other final aeons are called forth from within
the summoner. Sin isn’t gained like that. The summoner who calls
Sin becomes Sin and then becomes unable to stop Sin. Sin is
destruction embodied. If I call Sin, there is no guarantee that Sin will
just stop the war. It may end up destroying all of Spira.”
“So
you’re saying that you won’t use it?” hissed Shuyin, “You’re just going to let
people continue to die senselessly!”
Yu
sighed exhasperatedly, “Shuyin! If I call Sin then more people
will die senselessly than if I just let the war keep going the way it is!”
“That’s
just an excuse!” shouted Shuyin, “It was pointless coming here! I’ll end
this war on my own without your help! You’ll see!” Shoving the
chair violently out from under him and causing it to topple over onto it’s
back, Shuyin stormed out of Yu Yevon’s office.
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"I can't believe I actually
got a ticket!” came a familiar voice as Shuyin rounded the corner near the park
pavilion. He recognized Maechen’s frail frame and the wrinkled old man
smiled through his tears as he said to Shuyin, “What a thrill to be able to
shake her hand like that."
“Whose hand, Maechen? What’s
going on?”
Maechen pointed a wrinkled finger
toward the pavilion. Lenne was onstage with her songstress dress on,
“Your lady love decided to put on a tribute concert for the team.”
“And they are selling
tickets?!” Shuyin scowled at Lenne from across the park as he hissed, “That
isn’t exactly right!”
Maechen shook his head, “Oh no,
young Bacohl.” The elderly man replied, “The tickets are free but there needed
to be tickets since the grandstand can only fit so many people.” Maechin
smiled at Lenne from across the way, “She is a wonderful young woman. She
has really helped calm the panic with her lovely voice and kind words. I
truly admire her.”
“Yeah, Maechen,” Shuyin agreed,
“Me too…”
Saying his goodbyes to the elderly
scholar, Shuyin crossed the park and joined Lenne who was taking a break from
the performance. She rushed into Shuyin’s arms and kissed him, “I was so
worried about you. We didn’t know where you had gone!”
“So you decided to put on a
concert?” joked Shuyin.
Lenne smiled, “It worked, didn’t
it?”
Nodding, Shuyin whispered, “I love
you, Lenne.”
“I lo…” a blinding flash of light
from behind Gagazet burst the sound system on the stage and caused those near
the stage, including Shuyin, Lenne, Yunalesca, and Zaon to collapse on the
ground.
Shuyin’s knees were shaking as he
stood and stared over the mountains, “Yu said that he sent machina to battle
Bevelle near Nagi…”
“Holy fayth…” Yunalesca whispered,
“That explosion…”
Lenne’s hand gripped Shuyin’s
tightly, “Could that explosion have been….?”
“Everybody!” shouted a man that
was running down the street from the direction of Myne Avenue which was the
road closest to Gagazet in Zanarkand, “Holy fayth! Machina just blew up!
Machina just blew up and took Nagi with it!”
Author’s Notes: This chapter is truly the
“beginning of the end” for Shuyin and Lenne. I should be wrapping this
story up in another 4 or 5 chapters at the most. I will then start on
“Silver Wings 2: 1000 Confessions”.
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