The Trinity Chapter 1
By Blue Dragon X
There I was, in front of my own son, about to merge with Sin and have to
fight, Auron, Yuna, and his Beaver friends. Well, that evil part of Sin with
the ability to refract time turned to me; I could see one of its many eyes
from that pool of lava. I could feel it saying, "Reflect on the past". I
didn't know exactly what it meant, but in a minute I was back to ten years
and a few months ago, looking at myself, reliving my past . . . what a wild
ride that was. By the way, my name's Jecht.
Braska is my name. I never expected what the next ten years would bring .
I was in the Bevelle Temple, a young man, married with one young daughter
named Yuna. It was that day, that I became a full-fledged summoner, the day
that Sin had attacked Besaid and parts of Luca on the Mi'ihen Highroad. My
teacher, a woman named Illia, was giving me my final test. One of the only
things that made me, Braska, shake, was passing the final test of summoning
an aeon! Because I lived in Bevelle, I had to try summoning Bahamut before
I could be considered a summoner; I had only recently completed the
Anyway, there I was sanding in front of the Bevelle temple with about eleven
people, priests and monks, preparing to judge my skill. Illia was tapping
her foot next to me, and I held my staff nervously as I prepared to summon.
The stone platform at the foot of hundreds of stairs didn't seem like enough
space to begin, but I trusted my advisors and started anyway.
As I twirled my staff to begin my first summoning, I felt a stab of guilt
for not telling anyone about my Al Bhed wife, I didn't know if they would
still let me become a summoner if I had told them . . .
"Braska, are you ready?" Illia asked me for the second time, very gently.
She was always very gentle, which made her a good teacher. Her deep dark
eyes and short black hair contradicted her gentle soul, however.
"Yes ma'am. May I begin?"
She nodded and I breathed a deep breath, and began to spin my staff around,
to the side, to the left, and around again. Then I twirled it eight times
fast and stopped. A wave of fear washed over me as nothing happened. Had
I failed? Then, out of the blue, a Yu Yevon symbol appeared above me and
the holy men gasped. From up above the mighty aeon Bahamut roared, shaking
the temple. He then descended at a horribly fast speed, stopping in front
of me, and landing hard on the ground, shaking the place and making cracks
in the stone.
I saw, in the flesh, Bahamut. He was a large thing, a black dragon with the
mesmerizing symbol on his back, the sharp teeth, and the piercing eyes. He
stood upright on two legs and it made him look rather sentient.
I, of course, was scared beyond belief. You see, they don't tell you what
the aeons will look like, it is supposed to test the summoners' judgment.
I saw that aeon stare at me, bare its teeth and growl, and then it slammed
its claw down on me, and I cowered in fear.
I thought I would be crushed, but then I noticed its claw land in front of
me, and open. For a moment I saw the small boy that was the fayth, smile
at me. I climbed onto its claw and Bahamut dropped me on its shoulder, and
from the aeon I felt wonderful warmth.
"My name is Braska," I said, semi-nervously.
I could have sworn that the aeon nodded, and looked around as if for signs
Illia looked elated and very excited.
"Wonderful, Braska! You are no longer an apprentice!"
"He has some talent. He summoned Bahamut on the first try!" a monk
I felt on top of the world, that maybe I stood a chance at defeating Sin.
That was the day my life came crumbling
My name is Auron; I was a young warrior monk in Bevelle. At the time I was
at a pub, waiting for a high priest with the other warriors. He had asked
us to gather at the dingy pub near the side of town off the streets to announce
a very important announcement. I wasn't thinking about that though, I was
waiting for my friend, Braska. He was having his first summoning, and I knew
he had probably failed the test, as it was his first.
I was sitting at a small table in the corner, away from the crowds when I
felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned towards the source and saw the person,
a fellow monk, with a friendly look.
"Yes?" I asked as politely as I could.
"You hear about the guy arrested?"
"No, tell me." I said sarcastically.
He didn't take the hint and continued.
"A guy was arrested for being drunk in the streets, from the edge all the
way to the temple."
"How did he navigate if he was drunk?"
"He walked fine, but he claimed he was from Zanarkand."
I laughed at that.
"No one lives in those ruins, and no one has for 990 years."
"He claims it's a big metropolis full of people, an he needs a way to get
I shook my head.
"The people walking the streets are getting crazier and
"Hello Lijah" It was Kinoc, one of my fellow warriors. He sat down next to
"Hello Kinoc, I wish I could talk but I promised the bartender I'd help her
in the back . . . "
"Chasing after girls again?" Kinoc asked, half joking.
"You know it."
Kinoc turned to me as he left.
"How's it going buddy? Why do you think we were called here by that old geezer
of a priest"?
"You shouldn't say such things about the high priest" I said, turning
As if emphasizing my point, the priest arrived through the doors with two
soldiers, and his daughter.
I didn't even know her name, but she was a beautiful girl. She caught the
eye of every man in the pub easily with her golden hair falling below her
shoulders, those wonderful twinkling green eyes that seemed to look at you
from any angle, and there were those absolutely adorable dimples that could
make my heart skip a beat. Of course I had rarely seen her, and as I said,
didn't even know her name.
"You all, my warrior monks" the priest began. "I have a very special
announcement. Warrior Auron, one of our most valuable members, has been chosen
to marry my daughter."
My heart stopped and the room was silent. The beautiful girl who had once
been smiling looked very worried.
I know now that it wasn't because she didn't like me, but she didn't even
know me. And that was the same reason I was nervous. But what could I say?
I would probably have to marry her.
Sure she was beautiful, but who WAS this woman? I didn't even know her
The pub burst out into applause and I felt my face turning red, not from
embarrassment, but because my face reddens when I am nervous.
I didn't know whether I was nervous about what the priest's daughter thought
of me, or what I might have had to do next.
"When will the marriage be?" I asked weakly, settling uncomfortably in me
"Three days! Most of the preparations have been made. I wouldn't have chosen
anyone but you, Auron."
Three days wasn't enough. I knew what I was about to do, and I knew that
no one would like
"Let me go!" There I was, a man from Zanarkand, Jecht the star blitzball
player being dragged through the streets by his shoulders to prison. How
had I gotten into this mess?
I was walking freely and prestigiously through the streets of Zanarkand,
the buildings towering high into the air beside me. It was the dead of night,
the stars were everywhere in the sky, and the lights shone from any source.
Crowds gathered around me and people whispered about the blitzball star,
Jecht, me. I was on my way to my private boat to get some of my "special
training" done. (Those nimrods actually thought I spent the time training,
I was really just being lazy).
Anyway, I made my way down the highly advanced streets, everyone making way
for me, the hero, blitzball in hand. It was a while before I reached my boat
at the docks, I was busy signing autographs and lovin' every minute of
When I did reach my boat, I lay my blitzball down on the hard wooden deck
and said goodbye to my fans. Volunteers undocked the boat, and I set sail
to seclusion, waving goodbye to the roaring crowds. That was when the freaky
I was lying on my ass doing absolutely nothing on the deck of the ship when
I heard a rumbling sound, and out of the sea this monster comes out. Not
just any monster, Sin, although I didn't know it at the time (and I still
don't know why Sin was in that time period).
Sin, as you know, is a monstrous thing as long as a couple of football stadiums
and as wide as one of them. That horrible face is dotted with the hundreds
of eyes, that big, gaping toothless mouth, the two fins, and that monstrous
gray tail. You could imagine me losin' it when I saw it. I tried blitzing
it, it's back was to me when it rose out of the water.
"What is it!? Help!" I yelled, but no help came. My mind flashed back to
my wife and kid.
Then, the thing turned and looked at me, with about twenty of its eyes. Then,
it started to fly above.
"Y-you'd better run!" I yelled, my heart pounding.
Then, as if in defiance, the bottom of it opened up like a hole, I lost
consciousness, and I woke up outside of Bevelle, finding from a local source
that I was 1000 years in the future. Everyone kept telling me that Zanarkand
was destroyed 990 years ago, but I was stupid and didn't listen, and I walked
around the streets boasting where I was from, and then arrested. So that
explained my situation, being dragged down the streets to a
"Let me go!" I yelled again, trying to move my arms that were tied up. I
may have been a blitz star, but I was still no match for these guards who
had me practically hogtied. Crowds stared at me and shook their heads, which
is something that crowds had never done to me before.
"I'm from Zanarkand, I tells ya!" I yelled, simply making the people laugh,
and some even looked upset.
I found myself in front of a very fancy looking building, dragged inside
to a beautiful exterior. The floor was of white marble at the entrance, but
the rest wasn't as great. I was dragged finally to an empty cell, the only
one in the place, and thrown in.
One guard smiled and pushed a button that slammed criss-cross bars made of
some primitive material in front of me.
"You call this a prison!? Back in Zanarkand, you had a trial immediately!
In Zanarkand, there were forty times this many cells and prisoners! Back
in Zanarkand, the bars weren't crappy like this!" I started trying to break
the bars but they were surprisingly hard. One guard left and the other one
stayed to stand guard.
"So tell me more about Zanarkand," he asked mockingly.
"Well, the bars for prisons there were made of pulse-sonic lasers!"
He started laughing crazily and began rolling around on the ground, but he
wouldn't have been laughing if he had known what I had
I was walking home, currently in the residential area, with a big smile on
my face. The metal streets and colorful buildings bordered my left and right
and became thicker and denser as I made my way to my residence.
My Al Bhed wife, Meilinna, was waiting for me undoubtedly. I hadn't told
anyone she was Al Bhed yet, or even let her come out openly. I had even had
to sneak her into Bevelle after I first met her when I was training in
She joked that I was ashamed of her, and also that I was cheating on her
with Illia, and of course it wasn't true. She was a lovely woman that loved
to joke, complimented by her bright orange hair and the swirls in her green
eyes that I always loved. She always had a smile on her face and didn't mind
the fact that I was a man with a gentle nature.
I would announce her heritage and my marriage to her today, for it had been
secret. I had warned her not to go out, but she never listened . . . why
didn't she listen? Little Yuna was at a friend's house, as not to draw attention.
I didn't want anyone thinking I had an illegitimate daughter.
I neared my house, which was among three others in an alley between two large
When I turned my key and opened the door, I didn't find Meilinna stretched
out on any furniture as usual. I listened for her, for she was sometimes
washing, but heard nothing. Then, I did hear something, the sound of sobbing.
It wasn't very loud, but light.
I wound my way through the halls, and slowly opened the door, to find my
wife sitting on the bed with her head in her hands, sobbing. I could only
see the right side of her face at the time.
The lights weren't on, the windows were closed, and the air was damp. As
a matter of fact, the room looked as if it hadn't been touched. As I inched
through the doorway she didn't even seem to notice me standing
"Meilinna? My dear, what's the matter?"
She tried to stop crying.
"Braska, I'm so sorry. I only went out briefly to pick up a few groceries
. . . you know that it was right across the street. It was only
I became nervous.
"I know I asked you not to go out, but I forgive you," I said slowly. I didn't
know why I had even tried, because I knew that wasn't the reason she was
crying. Her soft voice was even softer than usual, barely audible. I doubt
I would have been able to hear her hadn't the place been completely
I carefully walked in front of her and kneeled, and I noticed she tried to
I took great care in removing her hand from the left side of her face, and
gasped. She was black and blue, her lip swollen and her eye black. I also
noticed that her clothes were ruffled and torn.
"I was so close to home . . . outside a group of men they-they found out
I was Al Bhed and then they-" now she was sobbing uncontrollably.
"It was fifteen minutes before I could break away and get
"Meilinna! Who did this to you!? I will report them to the
"I didn't get a good look" she curled up on the bed. "They saw I was Al Bhed
. . . " the crying still didn't stop.
My happiness crumbled, I would protect Spira, but had failed to protect my
wife. I had to reprove myself, somehow. Was that the reason I went out and
fought Sin? Then, all I knew was that I had to leave the next day, I couldn't
find myself having second thoughts. But first things were always first, I
had to find Auron. The problem then was the thought of leaving Meilinna
She was practically my whole world. If this could happen to her while I was
in another part of the city, then could she make it on her own when I was
Of course children, husbands, and wives of summoners get pay benefits, insurance,
etc. to ensure basic financial security, but no money could replace the love
that only existed when I was around. If a brief separation could lead to
what had happened . . . I almost decided to quit my pilgrimage before it
began, and that was why I had to leave tomorrow, before having any second
I took a deep breath.
"Priest, I don't even know your daughter, not her name, anything. I request
a year at the least to get to know her" I tried to stall what I would have
to say eventually.
"The arrangements have been made, the wedding must be carried out in less
than three weeks."
"I'm sorry, but I must refuse"
The entire crowd went completely silent, and the priest's daughter's face
looked relieved, and she mouthed the words "thank you".
The high priest looked at me, then everyone else, and with his daughter,
left abruptly. Most of the other monks gave me weird looks and left as well.
Kinoc remained with me, in a few minutes everyone but the two of us had
"Auron?" he asked, looking up while leaning back in the chair.
"Are you crazy? How could you refuse the hand of a woman like that! She was
" . . . I don't even know her, Kinoc."
I looked at him sharply.
"There is no way that it would have worked for long. Besides, I am soon to
be a guardian of Apprentice Summoner Braska, I wouldn't be much of a husband
if I had to leave on a life-threatening trip!"
"I guess you are right . . . shouldn't you be seeing him now?"
"True. Are you coming?"
Kinoc shook his head.
"I have business."
"Fine. Later then?"
"See you later, Auron."
Kinoc and I parted, and I walked out of the pub and down the darkening streets
towards the residence of Braska to consol him a bit as he had probably failed
his first test.
But, of course, in a few minutes I saw Braska turn a corner and jog towards
"Braska!" I waved, giving one of my rare smiles. I'm not grumpy or withdrawn,
but for some reason smiling and acting isn't my forte.
Braska stopped in front of me, leaning on the side of a convenience store
as his garments blew in the cool wind.
"Auron, how are you?" he asked, looking as if he were
"Braska? You have a funny look on your face."
"I'm fine . . . you have that same look, you know."
" . . . "
" . . . "
"So how'd you do?"
"Oh, I passed."
I couldn't believe he said it so casually. It was extremely rare for someone
to pass a summoning on their first test.
"You . . . passed?"
"Yes. I summoned Bahamut."
"That-that's incredible! Good going!"
"Auron, we have to start my pilgrimage tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? So soon?"
"Yes . . . "
"Braska, something happened, tell me!"
"It's about my wife."
I raised an eyebrow.
"Your wife? You don't have a wife."
" . . . "
"You got married behind my back!? Why didn't you tell me! I would have been
your best man! Was I the only one that didn't know?"
"No one in Bevelle knew, Auron."
"Why in Spira . . .?"
"She is Al Bhed."
My heart stopped.
"Braska, I have nothing against Al Bhed, but are you CRAZY?"
"No, what I feel isn't insanity."
"It's called love, Auron. And if you were in it then you might understand
where craziness comes in."
I had no response to that.
"So, we're going to leave so soon?" I said eventually.
"What, you aren't ready?"
"No, no, I just thought we might want to find another guardian is
"Why is that?"
"The two of us won't be able to handle all of the fiends, will we?"
"Then we may as well start
I braced myself, and faced the bars, and then ran at full speed, feeling
the satisfying buckling of the weak bars that had "held me in". The sleeping
guard snapped awake and fumbled for his primitive firearm, something that
shot a harpoon.
I sprinted through the building towards the exit, and when I dove through
the doorway I found four soldiers with more dangerous looking weapons pointed
I immediately stood up and put my hands up.
"Hey, you don't want to hurt the star player of the Zanarkand Abes!" I
One soldier walked up and turned me around, then marched me back to my cell.
As I walked with my hands up, he poked me in the bum with his
"Watch it Bubba!"
He poked me even harder and shoved me back into the cell, and immediately
they put bars on my cage twice as thick and numerous, and assigned three
Now, you'd think this would have stopped me, but the great Jecht wasn't through
I was wondering what was wrong with Auron, he wasn't talking and he had a
funny look on his face.
"Auron, what's wrong with you?" I asked as we turned the corner.
"You know the high priest's daughter?"
"The really hot one?"
Auron stared at me.
"I thought you said you were married."
"Don't change the subject."
"I refused her hand in marriage."
I stopped in my tracks. Now it was my turn to ask the eternally paradoxical
"Are you crazy?"
"No, what I feel isn't insanity" Auron said, mimicking my words.
"It's called the LACK of love. I don't even know that woman."
"Forgive me for sounding crude, but, what's love got to do with it? What's
love but a second-hand emotion? I mean, what's love got to do with it!? Who
needs a heart when a heart can be broken?"
"That doesn't sound like you, Braska" Auron told me as we walked around yet
another corner, surprised to be confronted with a large group of people,
all looking at us vehemently as we walked past.
"What's this about?" I whispered to Auron.
I heard side conversations about Auron refusing the hand of the priests'
daughter, and I heart other ones about me being married to an Al
"Word has spread quickly" Auron muttered.
It is probably predictable what happened next. No one wanted to be on a
pilgrimage with us, the new talk of Bevelle, the two immoral ones, so of
course I couldn't find another guardian and was beginning to get
I sat down on the bench at one of the many parks, Auron by my side sharpening
his gigantic katana.
"Auron, have you noticed that I couldn't find a guardian at all?" I
Auron nodded and didn't look up.
"At this rate, we'll have to drag one from prison" he said
" . . . "
Auron looked at me and saw the large smile on my face.
"Oh no! Not that guy that got arrested!"
"So there's someone, huh?" I asked, looking up.
Auron covered his big mouth, realizing his mistake.
"Braska, if we take someone from prison we'll go from being the immoral duo
to the immoral trio!"
I shrugged as a woman walked passed us giving a dirty look, and then a couple
of other women walked by.
"I hear that he even had a kid with that filthy Al Bhed woman" she whispered
unusually loudly, as if to insult me.
"As you can see, Auron, we have no other choice." I said, motioning to the
At that moment a group of half a dozen warrior monks walked over from the
paved path, excluding Kinoc. They had a confident stride, and didn't have
their weapons. They just basically looked like they were out for
"If it isn't Auron the Celibate and Braska the Unholy" one
"Can you believe he actually screwed an Al Bhed?" Another one
"You know she was just in it for the money."
"Back off!", commanded Auron, sharpening his katana with more
"What authority do you have?" the big-mouthed one asked.
"He'd probably have more if he got a girl."
Auron stood up quickly, and I put a hand on his shoulder, so he just sat
"That trashy girl you married can't love you for you" another one began,
grinding my nerves.
"In the end, she's just like all Al Bhed women, a whore."
I grabbed my staff and leaped up, losing my composure and decorum in a flash.
Fortunately, Auron was faster than me and grabbed me back, and the warrior
monks started walking off chatting about us.
We were both breathing heavily.
"May Yevon help them if I found out they were the ones that battered and
abused my wife." I said through clenched teeth.
Auron's eyes got wide.
"So that's what happened. You should go to the authorities about
I shook my head.
"They'll ignore me. I just hope she can learn self defense . . . her brother,
a man named Cid, would seek justice even if it took him a lifetime. Why can't
I be like him?"
Auron looked down.
"How about we go get that guy out of prison, and then meet your
I calmed down.
"Why is he in prison?"
"Kinoc told me that he claimed he was from Zanarkand and assumed a
"Don't you think he will hate my wife as well?" I asked miserably.
"If you bail him out, I doubt it."
"Then lets go and add to our immoral party, the immoral trio,
"Immoral Three, strangely
I sat down in my cell that was twice as thick with three times the guards.
Night was falling, and I didn't want to have to sleep in here.
They said my sentence was almost up, but I wanted to make an honorable escape,
being let out on account of good behavior simply isn't my style.
I took out my knife that I had hid behind my back until then and began making
incisions on key parts of the weak bars that seemed to be made out of bamboo.
After that I rammed my body into it and heard them creak.
The guards looked up, and then went back to talking to each other. This was
to assure them that my bars wouldn't bust. Then, I made cuts on the upper
left, right, and lower right of the bars, and slowly opened the cage. A guard
was around the corner, poking his gun at me.
"That's another six hours for you, bub. And I was just going to let you out,
I growled in anger as I was marched back into my cage, and stripped of my
knife. Then I watched in horror as they made the bars three times as thick
and numerous, and assigned five guards. I was confident now that I wouldn't
escape, and would have to stay here for another six miserable
Then, I heard knocking on the building, and a guard walked across the floor,
brushed off his garments, and opened it with a yawn.
I now noticed that it was nighttime outside. A man with long black hair,
weird flowing garments, and a staff at his side walked in, followed by a
man with short black hair, a grumpy look on his face, a katana at his side,
black pants and chest armor, and a long red coat with sleeves a little too
wide. The back of the coat went down to his feet.
"Summoner, Braska . . . ? Why are you in the jail?" A guard asked
"I was wondering if you had any prisoners to offer. I need another guardian
and wanted to arrange for one of their releases."
The short-haired one whispered to the long-haired one: "They must not have
heard about us yet", although I don't know how the guard didn't catch
"All we have is this drunkard, who calls himself Jecht." He said, motioning
The guy named Braska walked up to my cell.
"How would you like to be released, and in return, but my guardian?" he asked
I, of course, didn't know what a guardian was, but nodded
"What's the catch?"
"Please, a drunkard?" The other one asked.
"Damn straight!" I yelled.
"Watch your tongue, naïve." He responded, looking at me.
Braska turned away from me.
"A summoner wed to an Al Bhed, a warrior monk who refused the hand of the
high priest's daughter, and a drunkard in prison. Wouldn't it be the sweetest
of ironies if we defeated Sin?"
"Quit yappin' and get me outta here!"
One of the guards took a bluish sphere from the counter.
"This thing was still on!? Damn, there goes all my space."
He placed it forcefully into the palm of the guy with the shorter
"Here, take it as a memento of your little unison" he said, walking away
as if he didn't care anymore.
A guard hesitantly opened up my bars and let me, out, and I stepped into
freedom, half expecting to have guns pointed at me again.
"Sweet freedom!" I shouted as Braska and the other guy marched out. I began
"So what's a summer-ner anyway?" I asked, placing my hands behind my
"Are you still drunk?" the short haired one asked as I walked
"I don't know what anything is! All I know is that I'm from Zanarkand and
I need to get back home."
"Really . . . " Braska started, as if he didn't believe me. "And what's your
"My name's Jecht. I know you're Braska, but this is . . . "
"Auron" he said without turning around as he shifted with Braska to the
"We are close to Zanarkand, but before we go there we must backtrack and
visit other temples"
"Temples? For what!?" I asked, outraged that I couldn't go straight to Zanarkand.
"I'll just go back myself!"
"You'll never make it past the fiends alone" Auron said.
You may not think it, but I accepted he was telling the truth.
"Well, what are temples?"
Auron and Braska turned around and stared at me, then turned around again
and started walking.
"I was in Zanarkand, on my boat, and then this monster took me
Braska stopped and looked at me sadly.
"Jecht, Zanarkand was destroyed 990 years ago."
I didn't believe it.
"You must not remember anything because of Sin's toxin."
"Is that what that monster was? Sin?"
Braska gave me a description and everything fit perfectly.
"So, where did this Sin come from?" I asked nervously.
Auron looked down.
"Is Sin's toxin really that bad?" he asked Braska.
"It does seem rather bad . . . "
"I'll tell you what happened!" I started.
"Sin took me into the future 1000 years!"
The both looked at each other and laughed.
"Sin only appeared 990 years ago! Why would he go back in time just to take
you?" Auron asked through chuckles.
"I'm serious! Why don't you believe me?" The two started walking off, and
I followed them.
"So where are we going?" I asked.
"We are going to my house to rest up for the pilgrimage."
"Pilgrimage? What does a guardian do?"
"Protects the summoner."
I now had the feeling they felt I should know these things, but I had no
idea where I was. 1000 years into the future?
"Who is the summoner, and what do they do?" I asked.
Auron scoffed, and I could tell he was getting tired of my
"I am the summoner, and I summon aeons" Braska answered as we turned the
corner. Night had come in now, and I hadn't slept in a while.
"What are aeons, and why do you summon them?"
"I'll finish later" Braska said, yawning.
Auron turned to me.
"Take this, you'll need it."
He handed me a red longsword.
"I hope you know how to use it."
Auron took out his katana as we turned the corner to a door, and Braska
immediately pulled out his staff.
I found that there were three tough-looking guys trying to get
"Hey! Get away from my house!" the gentle exterior of Braska melted in a
Auron used his sword to block Braska, but it didn't work.
He began to twirl his staff.
"What's that, a girly dance?" One thug asked as he cracked his
The sky turned black and a symbol appeared. Then, out of nowhere a black
dragon zoomed down and landed in front of me, and I was sent flying into
the air. Auron was just looking amazed, and the thugs looked
"He has Bahamut! Let's get the hell outta here!"
I ran up to try to fight that monster, I didn't know where it came from,
but I stopped when I felt gentleness. It grabbed Braska onto its
"Mega Flare 'em!" Braska commanded.
Auron grabbed me and we dove behind a crate. Bahamut tracked around a corner,
charged up, and launched a beam. Fortunately the guys jumped out of the way
just in time.
"You are dismissed." Braska told the 'Bahamut', who flew up into the sky
"See that?" Braska asked. "THAT was an
Braska and Jecht opened the door, with Braska's key.
"Don't go crazy." Braska warned.
The door opened and I saw Braska's wife, Meilinna on the couch working on
something, probably bills. No signs of abuse were evident, as she had probably
used cure spells.
She was surprised to see Braska and me apparently, because she tensed for
"Honey, my friends Auron and Jecht."
"Hello" I said slowly.
Jecht walked up and extended his hand.
She inspected the hand and shook it, and everyone was
"Don't you notice anything about her?" Braska asked.
"Come on, you have to see it . . . " I added.
Her face was no longer bruised, I could tell.
"You can't tell?" she asked.
"Tell what?" Jecht was confused.
Braska turned on the lights.
"I still don't' see anything!" Jecht was frustrated.
Meilinna walked close and stared him straight in the eye.
"Whoa!" Jecht sounded surprised.
"Yeah . . . " Braska said expectantly.
"You have swirlies in your eyes!" I almost fell on my face.
"You can't tell she's an Al Bhed?" I asked.
"You're not an Al Bhed hater, are you?" she asked.
" . . . What's an Al Bhed?"
We all took a step back from the crazy one.
"Yuna!" Braska called.
Braska's little girl came running out of another room, launching herself
into her father's arms at the sound of his
"Who's the tike? She looks about the age of my big-headed boy who can't play
"Yuna, I would like you to meet Jecht, one of my guardians."
The little girl turned to him and bowed.
"Hello, Sir Jecht."
"I'm beat" I said, walking to the left. I knew my way by heart to the guest
"I'll see you all in the morning" I motioned for Jecht to follow me, and
The room had three beds and a window, but of course we only needed two. As
I slept, Jecht would constantly ask me questions, and I began to wonder.
Was this man truly from
When I woke up, Jecht had already taken a shower and washed his clothes.
I pulled the rest of mine on, yawned, and walked across the carpet, not yet
wearing my boots. I followed him out of the door and down the hall to the
kitchen, where I could see Braska and Meilinna sitting at the table, Braska
reading a paper, and Meilinna poking her food as if she weren't
"Mornin'" Jecht said, sitting down and immediately helping himself to whatever
was on the table.
"Good morning Jecht, Auron." Braska looked up from his paper and
"Today, we leave, and you two will be official guardians."
Jecht leaned back.
"This'll be a bit of an adventure, right?"
Yuna walked out of a door with a plate of hot pancakes topped with
"Here you go!" she said cheerfully. She said good morning to Jecht and
Jecht looked carefully at her eyes.
"You have the right eye of your father and the left of your mother, one's
green and one's blue!"
"Neat huh?" she asked, taking a seat next to me.
I looked briefly at her. I couldn't believe Braska had been married and had
had a kid for seven years behind my back. She had Braska's gentle
We sat there and talked for a while. Braska was already ready, and Jecht
and I prepared ourselves.
"Where're we headed?" Jecht asked me as he downed a cup of juice in the living
room, brushing off his chest. It was then that a noticed the large tattoo,
a trinity emblem?
"We are going to Macalania temple" I responded, pulling on my boots. For
the first time, I really looked at Jecht. He didn't look like anything from
Bevelle. Those black shorts with the yellow cloth going down one leg, the
dark skin, the long black hair, he just might have actually lived in Zanarkand.
For Yevon's sake, the man didn't even wear any shoes!
Yuna hugged her father, and went out the door, apparently to Braska's friends
"We're about to leave" announced Braska.
I shook my head.
"How can Yuna be so calm about it? She gave you that quick hug? Se won't
see you until you backtrack through here again!"
Braska looked down.
"She hides her tears. But I know we will meet again."
"And then when you defeat Sin or whatever, right?" Jecht asked.
We were both silent.
Meilinna was crying, and trying to hide it, and she embraced Braska
"Please, don't do this!" she held him tightly, as if she didn't intend to
let him go.
"I love you, Meilinna."
"I love you too . . . "
"This isn't our last time seeing each other, I'll see you again when I
I knew it was little comfort.
The two had a good long kiss and I turned away, getting sick to my stomach.
Finally, the lovebirds parted and Braska opened the door, and tossed the
keys to Meilinna.
"Take care" he said, blowing her a kiss.
She shed another tear and blew the kiss back.
Braska departed, and then Jecht and I waved goodbye and left as
The Highbridge, which was only a bit to the left of us, was our path out
of here, and into Macalania Forest. This would be our first test as summoners
My guardians, Auron and Jecht, walked behind me, and gradually came beside
me. We turned the street to the long red road that led out of Bevelle, and
I turned around and took one last look at it, and then turned back to the
road ahead. As we walked down, Jecht began to complain.
"What's goin' on?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" Auron inquired.
"You know! The parades, the crying women . . ."
"This is it" I said, gesturing to the empty road.
"All the goodbyes, it makes one have second thoughts about leaving" Auron
"Well, there had better be something when we get back!" Jecht warned Bevelle
Auron noticed a sphere lying on the road.
He walked over and picked it up, then turned it off.
"It seems that our conversation was recorded . . . "
"What are those things?" Jecht asked.
"They record whatever is around, like a camera. They are called spheres."
I told Jecht as Auron placed the sphere into his pocket. Later, I came upon
a save sphere and touched it, and felt the life energy heal me after that
I looked ahead into the open forest. Little did I know, we were in for some
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