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Silver Wings
By: akksgurl
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any locations,
characters, or names associated with Final Fantasy X or Final Fantasy
X-2. I do, however, own this story.
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Author’s Notes: After playing Final Fantasy
X-2, I became very enamored of the young couple Shuyin
and Lenne and wanted to know more about their
story. Unfortunately, it isn’t exactly like you can look them up in a
history book, so I’ve decided to write my own version of their love story to
explain what I believe happened to them both as well as what lead up to the
idea and ultimate creation of “Dream Zanarkand.”
Spoiler Alert: This story WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS for
Final Fantasy X-2. If you haven’t played the game until AT LEAST Chapter
4 (although I recommend beating the game first, preferably with 100% completion
so you are sure to know Shuyin’s connection to the “Cave of Woe”) then I advise you to not read this
story unless you love spoilers as much as I do. I will be using a few
specific Shuyin/Lenne lines
from FFX-2 in order to advance the story somewhat. This story will also
contain some “FFX like” scenes. Since it is my opinion that Tidus is the “dream version” of Shuyin,
it is likely that some of the romantic little scenes from FFX between Tidus and Yuna were also done
between Shuyin and Lenne.
Please a review and let me know
what you think of my story. Should I keep going?
~~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~~
Chapter One: She Said
Yes!
~~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~~
Night
was when Zanarkand really came alive. Lights
shining from every window in every building gave the impression of
mid-afternoon no matter how late it truly was. He could hear the shouts
of his fans just outside of his home. They were lining the streets like
they did before every game in order to talk to him, or get his autograph.
<
Time to go and great them. > he thought as he
opened the door and stepped into the cool, Zanarkand
night air. The sounds of cheering and shouting urged him on and he
approached a crowd of his fans. Waving and smiling at the attractive
girls to his left, he made a move toward them but was stopped by a small group
of children.
"Can you sign this?" asked one, holding a blitzball
in his tiny hands.
Although he wanted to talk to the cute girls, he knew he couldn’t turn down
this little boy so he nodded. Grabbing the pen the child held in his
other outstretched hand, he said, "No prob!"
and scribbled his name and number on the ball.
#
4, Shuyin…
"Please!" cried another child.
"Alrighty." Shuyin replied, scribbling his signature on another ball.
"Me, too!" shouted a third.
Shuyin took the ball from the child and laughed,
"Take it easy."
Once
he was finished with the children, Shuyin sauntered
over towards the girls. His piercing blue eyes and blond hair set an
amazing contrast to his deeply tanned skin and the girls giggled as he grinned
at them.
"Can I have your autograph?" the girl with a pink shirt asked.
Shuyin shot her his most charming of grins, "Of
course!"
"Good luck tonight!" the girl in blue said to him.
"Nothing to worry about!" Shuyin replied as he signed the girl’s blitzball.
He smiled widely and spun the ball on his finger before giving it back to
her. They giggled at the trick and he inwardly congratulated
himself.
Maybe
he’d have two dates for tonight?
At their expectant gazes, Shuyin decided
to seal the deal with a trick he knew girls couldn’t resist. He leaned
closer to them and said, "Oh, if I score a goal..." he began, trying
to stifle his urge to laugh at his use of the word if, "I'll do
this!" he raised his hands high in the air and gave two thumbs up.
The girls grinned, “That will mean it was for you, okay?"
The
girls giggled again and Shuyin suddenly began to get
a little annoyed. How stupid were these girls anyway? He shook away
the thought and continued, "What seat?"
"East block, in the front row!" shouted the girl in pink.
"Fifth from the right!" the girl in blue clarified.
Shuyin nodded and made a mental note of their location, "Got it!" He took a step away from the
girls and went into the middle of the large crowd that had formed in front of
his home, "Well, gotta go! Cheer for me!"
"...two, three!" came a shout from the kids. Shuyin turned and looked at them just as they shouted,
"Teach us how to blitz!"
Shuyin hid a scowl. He never did like children.
They were annoying little creatures. Incredibly pushy
and rude. He shook his head, "Hey, I got a game to
play!"
"Then teach us after!" begged one.
He looked at the girls and sighed. If he turned these kids down, he knew
that he could throw away his chances of getting laid so he relented,
"Maybe tonight...um...well..."
<Shit!
I promised Zaon I’d hang with him tonight…>
"I mean...tomorrow." Shuyin said.
"Promise?"
"Promise!"
With
his promise having placated the children, Shuyin
began the half mile jog to the blitzball
stadium. It was a wonderful way to warm up and to get out excess energy
so that his mind was focused entirely on the game. As he jogged up the
main street, he heard people congratulating him and wishing him good
luck. He nodded and smiled at them as he passed by. He didn’t feel
like signing autographs anymore. He needed to get his game head on and
focus on beating the Duggles from C-South.
The
blitzball stadium was where Shuyin
had spent many happy hours as a child. His father had taught him to blitz
as soon as Shuyin was old enough to walk and he had
been playing ever since. It was the one thing in the world that he
loved. After the death of his parents four years ago, Shuyin
had put all of his energy into becoming the star of the Zanarkand
Abes from A-East and he had succeeded. Now 19,
he openly admitted to not caring about much else besides the game and where he
was going to get his next piece of ass. It was a personality flaw that
his best friend, Zaon, didn’t understand.
Shuyin had grown up with Zaon and if there was
one person that Shuyin trusted in the world, it was
him. Zaon had been there for him after his
parents’ death and had watched out for him in the subsequent years. A few
years older than Shuyin, Zaon
was now almost 22 and ready to settle down with his longtime girlfriend, Yunalesca, providing that he asked her this weekend.
That was the plan, but Shuyin had seen Zaon clam up and instead ask Yunalesca
if she wanted to go ice fishing in Macalania too many
times to hold out much hope.
Shuyin groaned as he saw the entrance to the stadium surrounded by his
adoring fans. He loved being the center of attention, but he hated when
they would grab onto him like they would likely do as he tried to enter the stadium.
He slowed his jog down to a quick walk and started to push his way through the
screaming mass, "Make way, make way!" he cried as he gently shoved
some people out of the way, "Coming through, sorry!" he cried as he
accidentally knocked a woman onto her back. Another woman with a really
large bust and equally big hair grabbed his hand. Shuyin
backed away in disgust, "Hey, I'm gonna be
late!" he hissed at the woman, "Hey, let go of me!" He pulled
his hand away roughly and forced his way through the rest of the crowd until
the doorway was in sight. He took a deep breath and made a break for the
doorway.
He
let the door to the locker room slam behind him and he sighed. He hated
having to dodge the crowd, but they were the reason he was able to survive in Zanarkand by himself. They paid his bills. That
was the only reason he put up with them – except for the opportunity to sleep
with a few of his more willing fans.
“It’s
about time you showed up, Shu!” cried his teammate, Skirp. Shuyin laughed and
dodged a towel snap from him as he made his way to his locker.
“Sorry,
but I had to fight them off with a stick again.” He replied.
Goalie,
Bruttam peeked from around the corner, “Any cuties
tonight?”
Shuyin shrugged, “I suppose.”
Skirp pulled on his shorts and poked Shuyin
to get his attention, “Coach is out today. We’ve got that damned
substitute again.”
“The
one that keeps telling us about stuff that’s happened ages ago?” Shuyin asked. At Skirp’s
nod, Shuyin moaned. Whenever their coach, Wargna, was out sick they ended up getting his brother as a
substitute coach. He didn’t know anything about blitzball
and usually spent most of the time boring the players on the bench until they
could barely keep their eyes open. The man was abnormally obsessed with
history and felt that he should give everyone a history lesson all the
time.
Shuyin was just glad that he was rarely on the bench.
“Shh…here he comes.” Hissed Bruttam as he finished dressing and pointed toward the entrance
to the locker room. Shuyin followed Bruttam’s point and, sure enough, there was Wargna’s brother. The man was wearing a large green
hat and long green robe that made him look like a deranged elf. It also
prematurely aged him. Although he was no spring chicken – he was 55 – his
choice of clothes made him look almost 90.
“Gentlemen!”
came the voice of the elder man, “We have a difficult
fight ahead of us. Let us draw upon our knowledge of the difficult fight
our land Zanarkand faced during its inception almost
500 years ago when….”
Shuyin rolled his eyes and made a face causing Skirpa
and Bruttam to stifle laughter. Pulling on his
yellow shirt, Shuyin clipped his necklace around his
neck and focused attention back on the “coach” as he finished, “And that, as
they say, is that.” He stopped and thought for a moment, “Well, maybe not all
of it.” He motioned with a wrinkled hand at the entrance to the blitzball arena, “Well gentlemen, good luck. Let us
go and beat those…Duggles!”
Shuyin didn’t need to be told twice and, with a leap and a holler, led
his team out to start the game.
Shuyin and his teammates took their places sitting on the sidelines as
the Sphere Pool filled with water. He closed his eyes and began picturing
victory. It was a technique that his father had taught him while Shuyin was still learning the basics. His father had
said that if he sat before a game for just a few moments and visualized
victory, then victory would be his. Shuyin had
visualized victory before every game and the technique had proved it’s worth every time.
Shuyin had never lost a game.
He
also never let people forget that fact. Shuyin
called it pride, Zaon called it conceit.
Whatever it was, though, Shuyin had lots of it.
At
the sounds of the crowd getting louder, Shuyin opened
his eyes and stood. His fans cheered louder and louder. His blue
eyes surveyed the area. The stadium was packed full of people to see the
two best teams in Zanarkand battle it out to see who
would be the champions of this year’s blitzball
season.
When
the ball was completely full of water, the Abes and
the Duggles dove in and took their positions.
The water was colder than Shuyin liked, but
considering that the weather had been abnormally chilly, that was to be
expected.
Blitzoff!!
Shuyin swam up and grabbed the ball away from the grasping fingers of
his face-off opponent. Diving down quickly to swim under the man’s legs, Shuyin threw a pass to Skirp who
swam as quickly as possible to the goal only to be tackled hard and lose the
ball.
The
Abes cornered their opponent and the young man dove
under them and passed the ball to his female teammate on the other side of the
sphere pool – right near the Abes goal but the shot
was blocked by Bruttam and the ball was back in the
hands of the Abes.
Time
ticked away during the 5 minute period and when the bell sounded to end the
period, the game was a scoreless tie. One more period would determine who
would win. 5 minutes. That’s all the time they had.
Blitzoff!!
Shuyin wasn’t fast enough this time, and the Duggles
center grabbed the ball and threw it quickly to a teammate.
Shuyin intercepted the pass, and threw the ball toward Skirp while weaving through the other team's players with
ease. Shuyin motioned for Skirp
to throw the ball back to him but the ball was intercepted and the player made
a break towards the Abes’ goal.
Shuyin swam closer and closer to the ball carrier, diving underneath the
man and popping up in front of him, obviously startling the player. Ramming
hard, the player released his grip on the ball and Shuyin
claimed it. He saw Skirp indicate for Shuyin to do his patented Bicycle Kick and he nodded.
Shuyin passed the ball to Skirp
for the setup and as he saw the ball burst into the atmosphere just above the
Sphere Pool, Shuyin burst through the surface of the
pool, flying upwards, and turning over in mid air. He focused on the ball
as he saw it from his upside down position and kicked hard.
The
sound of the buzzer rang out just as Shuyin’s kick
forced the ball through the opposition’s goal. The shouts of the fans
were muffled by the water, but Shuyin could still
tell that they were as thrilled as he that the Abes
were once again Blitzball champions.
1-0…
1-0…
Shuyin had one more reason to be proud of himself.
If it hadn’t been for the one goal he’d scored against the Duggles
in the last quarter, the Blitz season would have ended in a tie. He
smiled to himself as he followed Skirp and Bruttam into the locker room. His clothes were soaked
and dripping, but he didn’t care. Once again he’d proven why he was the
star of the Zanarkand Abes.
“Shuyin, my son.” Came the voice of the “coach”.
Shuyin swallowed the urge to tell the old man that he wasn’t his son and
forced a pleasant smile on his face, “Yes, Coach Maechen?”
“Young
master Zaon is here. He says he must speak with
you immediately.” Maechen paused momentarily as if
trying to remember something, “Perhaps you should speak with him.”
Shuyin frowned for a moment before grabbing his keys and bursting from
the locker room without stopping to dry off. Zaon
never stopped by the stadium to see him unless something had happened.
The
last time was when Zaon had stopped by four years ago
to tell him that his parents had been killed by fiends outside of Zanarkand…
Shuyin’s mind began frantically trying to figure
out what could be wrong.
Was
it Yunalesca? Could she be ill?
Maybe
it was her father? Yu Yevon hadn’t seemed well
the last time Shuyin had been invited to the mansion
for supper.
Or
maybe the war had started. Bevelle and Zanarkand had been at odds for as long as Shuyin could remember, but recently the animosity had
developed into a passionate hate and talk of war was flying all over Zanarkand. Those who wanted the war were adamant
about stopping Bevelle tyranny while those who were
against it demanded this craziness stop. Bevelle’s
machine would surely destroy Zanarkand – and their
front line defense, Summoners - along with
them.
Yunalesca was a summoner.
If the war started, she would be sent to the front lines. Could that be
the problem?
Shuyin stepped up the pace and burst into the night air. He caught
sight of Zaon standing with his back to him just a
few feet away. He ran up to him, “Zaon, what’s
wrong?”
Zaon turned to him and Shuyin was surprised
to see joy – not sadness – in his best friends’ eyes. Zaon
grasped him tightly and pulled Shuyin into a hug that
almost choked the life out of the blitzball player,
“She said yes!” he shouted so loudly that Shuyin was
sure he’d lose the hearing in his right ear.
Zaon then let go of Shuyin and gave him a
puzzled look, “Why are you so wet?”
“I
just got finished playing blitz.”
Zaon laughed, “Sorry, I forgot.”
Shuyin shook his head and smiled. Zaon
was never a blitzball aficionado and didn’t care much
for the game although he did come to a few just to make Shuyin
happy.
Then
the realization of what Zaon had just shouted hit Shuyin and he playfully punched his friend, “Wait a
second! I thought you were going to ask her this weekend!!”
Zaon grinned and pushed his light blue hair from his eyes, “I had the
courage to do it so I went to her house and I asked her. If I had waited,
you know she and I would be ice fishing again!
“But
ice fishing is fun!” joked Shuyin as he made a
fishing motion with his hands.
“But
getting married and spending the rest of my life with the woman I love is more
fun.” Replied Zaon with a sincerity
that Shuyin almost envied. There were
times when he wished to find someone he could love like Zaon
loved Yunalesca, but then he thought about having to
be faithful and he shrugged the thought off.
He
liked having his pick of women too much to settle down.
Zaon grabbed his sleeve and rung out some water, “Go dry yourself off, man! We’ve got to go out and celebrate
my engagement!”
“You
mean mourn the end of your life as you know it!” Shuyin
corrected.
Zaon laughed, “Call it whatever you want,” he
replied, “but she said yes!!!”
SPOILER WARNING!!!!!
Shuyin, Lenne,
Yunalesca, Zaon, Yu Yevon, and Maechen all lived in
the REAL Zanarkand
that existed 1000 years before Yuna/Wakka/Lulu/Kimahri..etc. When the war between Bevelle
and Zanarkand broke out, Yu Yevon
(who was the leader of Zanarkand) knew that his city
had no chance against Bevelle’s machina,
but he fought the war anyway – sending Summoners to
the front lines. The only summoner he didn’t
send was his daughter, Yunalesca. She and her
husband Zaon were spared and then fled on the eve of Zanarkand’s destruction by Sin. Lenne
didn’t flee and went to war where she was held as a POW. Shuyin was desperate to save her and tried to destroy Bevelle and end the war by using Vegnagun
but it didn’t go so well and they both died.
Meanwhile, Yu Yevon realized that Zanarkand was going to lose to Bevelle
and be wiped off of the face of Spira so he devised a
plan to “save” Zanarkand as well as exact his revenge
upon the rest of Spira. He sacrificed all
residents still residing (therefore Yunalesca, Zaon, Shuyin, and Lenne were not involved) in Zanarkand
and turned them into fayths for the summoning of Sin
and “dream Zanarkand”. The fayths
made dream Zanarkand “similar” to real Zanarkand .
Certain aspects of Zanarkand were
omitted. None of the “dream” residents knew of the war between Bevelle and Zanarkand. (In
fact, the way Tidus referred to Zanarkand
– it was almost as if Zanarkand was its own world and
that he had never even heard of Spira.) Another
thing omitted was songstresses and summoners.
This is why no one looked like Lenne or Yunalesca. Blitzball was
the only “entertainment” that dream Zanarkand had.
Now let me explain the Tidus/Shuyin connection. Since Shuyin
was a very popular blitzball player, most people in
real Zanarkand would have known who he was.
Therefore when the residents were sacrificed and turned into fayths, they wanted to “recreate” this popular blitzball player and did so in Tidus.
That is why some of the scenes involving Shuyin will
be similar to scenes involving Tidus because I
believe that some of the things Tidus may have said
or done was because he was technically Shuyin.
Getting back to the main story…The fayth
started singing the “Hymn of the Fayth” (as it came
to be known.) The Bevelle soldiers who were
traveling over Mt. Gagazet heard the song, panicked, and
retreated. Later, they journeyed over and found the remains of Zanarkand and caught their first glimpse of Sin. The fayth had afterward gathered on Mt. Gagazet
where they remained (this is where Tidus passes out
and the little fayth boy tells him that he is a
dream).
Meanwhile – back in Bevelle – everyone
is panicked about Sin. Rumors flew that Yu Yevon
was responsible and that the former residents were the fayth
calling Sin. Even after Yunalesca and Zaon defeated Sin using the final summoning, people in Bevelle and the rest of Spira
were still fearful of Yu Yevon’s wrath. In
hoping to save themselves from Sin’s ravages, the Yevon faith was born and taught all throughout Spira. Over the years the fact that Yu Yevon was actually an enemy of Bevelle
and Spira was lost to only those in the upper ranks
of the religion (AKA: Maester Mika).
Also, the song heard on Mt. Gagazet by the soldiers (The “Hymn of the Fayth”) was originally a song sung in Zanarkand
to “make fun of” Bevelle. When the Yevon faith was created, that song was forbidden but when
those who hated the Yevon faith (the Al Bhed, for instance) began to sing it, Yevon
had no choice but to add the song to it’s
faith. That is why it was sung all over Spira
during Tidus’s journey.
Dream Zanarkand was existing
at this time as well, but without any knowledge of the true fate of Zanarkand. Dream Zanarkand
was so cut off that Tidus didn’t even realize that Zanarkand was part of a world. When he would refer to
Zanarkand, he would act as though he didn’t realize
there was a world other than Zanarkand.
The fayth was unhappy and wanted to
rest, so I believe that they are the ones that sent Sin into dream Zanarkand. First they attempted to end their dreaming
by using Jecht and pulling him from Dream Zanarkand and into Spira.
When their plan failed and Jecht just continued the
cycle by becoming the Final Aeon and eventually Sin,
they then allowed Tidus to be pulled from Spira by Jecht.
Tidus is the one that broke the cycle, defeated
Yu Yevon, saved Spira and
ended the fayth’s dreaming.
A lot of this information you can get from Maechen
throughout the game. One location is Mt. Gagazet before going to fight Sin. You will
see him standing near the save point. Talk to him and he will tell you
about the destruction of Zanarkand as well as about Yunalesca and Yu Yevon.
Then two years after Sin’s defeat, Shuyin
awakens and decides to exact his revenge on Spira.
Yu Yevon exacted revenge through Sin, but Shuyin wants to exact revenge using Vegnagun.
He’s hoping to make up for not saving Lenne 1000
years before. My story won’t get into that because this is a story of Shuyin and Lenne’s life and will
end with their deaths. I won’t be getting into FFX-2.
I hope this explains any questions. This is only my opinion
but I believe that this is what happened.
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