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Final Fantasy X: Broken Calm, Redux

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a part of Final Fantasy X: Broken Calm, Redux, by Everscale.

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Spira is a part of Final Fantasy X: Broken Calm, Redux.

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Hizashi [0] Life's a blitzball game! Keep your eye on the ball and score a good run before full time!
Kamon [0] Just because I'm nice to him doesn't mean I'll be nice to you. So shut up.
Troy Walter [0] I'm twice as old and still able to rip you apart
Remi [0] I'll help in any way I can!
Cyrille [0] The Mechanic
Edge [0] I'll summon you right off the face of Spira!

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Troy listened intently to this conversation, this could either pass by smoothly or turn out to be a disaster. Each question asked nearly gave him a heart attack, he had little input here and one wrong line could ruin everything. Not until they left did he let out a deep sigh, Tihge? Could it be... Making his way to Cyrille he said, "My that was quite a display you put on there, being able to redirect 3 of them is quite a victory."

Walking over to Edge he tried to comfort him with, "Don't worry, they won't do anything to Besaid. They were just looking for a summoner, but I don't think they saw you." Not everything he said was true but they were more to comfort than to be true, he didn't know what they'd do to Besaid he could only hope they wouldn't blow it up or kill everyone.

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Edge nodded worriedly to Troy.
"I hope so..." he whispered.
The night fell thickly over the ocean, and it wasn't long before Edge was staring to feel fairly exhausted. He paced the ship, however, unable to settle down and force himself to go to sleep. His mind was plagued with worries of the worst sort. Worries about death and destruction, worries about the end of the line. The sort of worries that one couldn't just brush off and get a good night's sleep.
Edge had just decided that it was time to go lie down, at the very least, when something caused the deck of the ship to vibrate so hard that he toppled straight off his feet, landing on his back.

(Sorry for the skip, but this time I have something planned~ >.< )

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When the Al Bhed came on board, Hizashi was furious. Not only did those heathens have the nerve to harass decent passengers, they were actually flaunting their machina right in front of a summoner! Obviously they didn't know that this was a holy pilgrimage, but they should have just stayed away. Edge wouldn't mind, because he was pretty relaxed about the Al Bhed, but there was a principle at stake.

No one liked the Al Bhed, anyway. They were good at fixing mechanical things and always had rare items on sale, but it was all due to their obsession with their devil machines. They were the reason that Sin kept coming back, and it was their fault that good people had to die fighting Sin - Summoners like Edge, and Crusaders like Hizashi's father. If the Al Bhed had just given up their infernal devices and respected the teachings of Yevon, maybe the Eternal Calm would have come by now.

When they first boarded the ship, Hizashi was ready for a fight, but the Al Bhed stopped and struck up a conversation with Cyrille, who replied in their ugly language. So she is an Al Bhed after all, Hizashi thought, a sick feeling in his stomach as he remembered how he had touched her. I should have let her drown. As the conversation went on, though, it became clear that Cyrille was not actually an Al Bhed, but someone who had spent quite a bit of time with them. She translated the Al Bhed speech for the benefit of the other passengers.

When the word 'machina' was mentioned, Hizashi spat. It was a risky move in front of the Al Bhed, but he wanted to send them the message that they couldn't just do whatever they liked and expect people to turn a blind eye. At one point in the conversation, the Al Bhed took an interest in Edge, and the word 'summoner' cropped up. Hizashi stepped protectively in front of Edge and folded his arms, glaring at the Al Bhed, his pulse racing. They would take Edge over Hizashi's dead body.

Cyrille spoke to them, though, and they seemed to lose interest and left.

We survived, thought Hizashi. Maybe Yevon is watching over us. But he still felt as though something bad was going to happen.

Night deepened, and the dancing ocean around them was mirrored above by a sea of brilliant stars.

Something struck the ship with enough force to make it tremble.

Hizashi dashed out of his cabin and ran in search of Edge.

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Cyrille frowned as Remi approached her. She honestly didn’t know much about the Al Bhed and knew even less of the terms they were speaking of to her. She had no idea what they meant by the ‘red glyph’ and had even less idea what a machina was. Cyrille made a mental note to research on that subject when she got home.

“I dunno. They were talking about a lot of things I didn’t know about.” She replied quietly, inflecting on her own thoughts about the matter. “I didn’t know the Al Bhed strayed this far south; I definitely wasn’t expecting to brush up on my Al Bhed down here.”

“Sorry bout that. I got off track for a moment.” With a dismissive wave Cyrille immediately switched topics. “They were just saying about some red glyph being caused by a machina or something. Whatever it was, they seemed to be in a rush to check it out.” The red haired girl shrugged and held her hands out, palms up.

It was then that the Captain suddenly saw fit for the ship to get going again and, almost instantly, the boat was once again rocking to and fro with power. Cyrille took her chance to quickly cling onto the mast of the ship, finding it to be much more secure than the railings.

A pained looking Cyrille just clung pathetically to the mast.

“I’m gonna be sick…”

Night fall came restlessly to Cyrille; she was constantly on and off the edge of throwing up and was only fine through sheer willpower and fear of embarrassing herself as if her performance wasn’t already pathetic as it was. It was just as she was coming down from one of her spells when the boat suddenly rocked heavily to one side as if it were hit. Her motor sickness was quickly overcome as fear took over and forced Cyrille quickly upon her feet.

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Night had fallen and the light from the moon reflected on the waters. It was a calming sight to Remi and eased her worries a little more. After what had just happened she wondered what else their group would encounter on their journey.

Remi wandered the ship and observed as the other memebers on board indulged in their nightly activites. Despite the threat of Sin they all managed to be pretty happy at the moment. If they failed their mission those smiling faces would all dissapear, a heavy burden they carried. Remi pulled her cap over her eyes painfully as the thought of her parents suddenly came to mind, feeling water welling up and ready to spill over.

Her depressive thoughts were disrupted when a sudden force struck the boat. Remi steadied herself from the shock "I guess that wasn't the end of the surprises..." She didn't know where Edge had went off to; being Edge's guardian meant it was her job to make sure he was safe, so she set out to go find him on board the ship.

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Edge lay still on his back for a moment, staring straight upwards. His breath was quick, nervous. Whatever that had been... it was not a wave.
Slowly, he came to his feet. The crewmen were shouting and running around. Alarms were going off all over the boat. Edge swallowed and started to search for his Guardians, but it was too late.
"It's Sin!" the captain shouted from the helm. Before Edge could manage a soft swear, Sin hit the ship again, rocking it onto its side and drowning it in an arching wave. Edge shouted as, swept off his feet by the wave, he toppled into the sea.

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"Ah, peaceful nights on the sea. I can't seem to remember anything about this, something doesn't fit in with this picture." Troy walked around the boat for anything out of the ordinary. He was able to tell the slightest difference in a scenery just by his memories if he's seen it before. It may be his old man kicking in, it's not like this place looks any different from the rest of the ocean.

It wasn't until the rocking of the boat that his hunch had come to full fruition. Troy stumbled to the edge of the boat to check in the water, nothing was there that he could see. Soon the whole boat became one mass of alertness, and the two words that Troy never wanted to hear again filled the air, "It's Sin!" Instinctively Troy started to look for Edge and only did in vain as a wave washed the boat, knocking him off his feet and barely catching himself on the rail. Being an old man, even with his finesse, he became disoriented and unable to stand up just staring into the water.

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Racing through the darkened corridors at top speed, Hizashi ignored the cries of the other passengers as the rocking of the boat awakened everyone on board. He burst out onto the deck, where panic reigned. Crew members were calling out to each other, the captain was trying to maintain discipline and keep the ship under control, while people were running here, there and everywhere searching for their loved ones. Hizashi barely even saw the other passengers, he was so intent on looking for Edge, but at last a sound got through to him and made him look up, and he saw why the passengers were panicking.

Sin. All that could be seen of it was a huge, curving shape, vaster than Besaid Island, rearing up into the sky, a colossal shadow blocking the stars. From its moonlit form, dark shapes came swarming through the air and raining down across the deck. One of them landed close to Hizashi with a loud thump, before unfolding into something leathery and alive.

"Sinspawn!" he shouted, but judging by the screams and yells of the other people on the deck, they were already painfully aware. Hizashi didn't have time for this. He ran on, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the Sinspawn lunge after him. He darted aside, drew his sword in one fluid motion and smacked the fiend as far away from him as he could. He didn't have time to kill it; he hoped the other guardians on board would protect the passengers.

At last he saw Edge and was running towards him when the unthinkable happened: the summoner lost his footing and was washed into the sea.

"No!" he shouted. For one shameful moment, Hizashi was paralysed with fear. He stood staring at the place where Edge had disappeared into the waves, knowing he had to do something, but terrified of being in the ocean with Sin. At last he ran towards the rails. He knew he was going to die, but he had to go in there after Edge.

Hizashi plunged into the water and began to swim as fast as he could. It was dark, and Sin was so huge, he couldn't tell where it ended and where the ocean began. Where are you, Edge? he thought desperately. If Sin doesn't kill us, the Sinspawn will...

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At first, Edge tried desperately to swim, but the current dragged him closer and closer to Sin. As he moved, strange things started to happen. His vision blurred, and his head began to pound. His strokes became feeble, useless, pulling him less and less against the draw of the current. He could not breathe, but that should not have mattered. He was a blitzball player. He could swim however and wherever he liked without concern.
So why was he choking on the water that surrounded him?
He heard the rumble of Sin's presence through the water, felt the power within him respond, but he could not bring on the strength to summon. Valefor could not help him here. In the distance, he saw Hizashi's shape plunge from the ship and into the sea, but Edge could not call out to him. The water was frigid, and the deep resonance of Sin cut through him like a knife, weakening him. He fell limp in the water, and the current sucked him in like a ragdoll, dragging him closer and closer towards that armored body. Slowly, Edge began to lose consciousness.

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Troy snapped out of his daze and stood up straight his vision was a bit blurred but that didn't stop him looking for everyone else. A Sinspawn tried to attack him but he just smacked it aside with a backhanded punch and continued onward. He could barely make out anything and only relied on his hearing which was hard due to the yelling and splashing. He called out, "Edge! Remi! Hizashi! Where are you?" Troy fell down from exhaustion and could barely stand anymore he sat down against the railing and felt completely useless. "I'm too old for this, I'm useless."

Screaming pounded against his ear drums, he couldn't see anybody. Blurs passed by him every now and again not stopping to help him. Alive but hanging on by a few strings Troy just watched, for the first time in his life he watched as a fight went on. Where's my old self, I can remember when this was just a stroll on the beach. Who cared if I got beat up? Not me. I lived for those times and now look at me I can't even see, I can't even walk, I can't even protect anyone.

People ran past but there was a light in between them shaped like a person. It advanced towards Troy but he couldn't tell who it is. It sat down next to him and started talking in a man's voice, "Come on old man, you make me ashamed. I can't believe you became so weak and fragile, who are you doing this for? You're here to protect your closest friends not to sit and wait. Get up and prove to me you're the best, show me that old flame that burned inside of you. I lost because you were the best and this makes me sick to watch." Troy began to feel a tingling in his hands and strength entering into his muscles. He started to stand up shakily then his sight came back. He stretched his hands and fingers then flexed his muscles with a smile on his face. "That's who I want to see, now don't disappoint me again." Troy looked to see who it was but the figure disappeared. Again he started his search for Edge thanking the mysterious man for what he just did.

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At last Hizashi caught sight of Edge, a tiny speck of bright colour drifting against the dark mass of Sin. He powered through the water with quick, strong strokes, propelling himself closer to Edge even as his every instinct was screaming at him to head in the opposite direction, away from the hulking shape of Sin. Upon reaching Edge, he grabbed the summoner with his free hand and started to swim away, but Sin's body was surrounded by swirling currents of water that buffeted him this way and that, sending the pair of them spiralling off course, sucking them back in.

Hizashi knew that it was useless to fight the current for the moment, so he saved his strength and let the flow pull them away. As Sin's bulk rushed to meet them, Hizashi carefully watched the distance, ready to kick off Sin's body and use the momentum to escape, but when his foot made contact, a stabbing pain tore into his leg. He glanced down and saw in horror that one of the sinspawn on Sin's body had latched onto him. He drew his sword and sliced at it, forcing it to retreat. Grabbing Edge and using all his strength, he swam away from Sin fought his way back to the ship.

Dragging Edge on board, he carefully arranged the unconscious summoner on the deck.

"Edge!" he said, taking the summoner by the shoulders and shaking him urgently. "Wake up!"

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Cyrille screamed as the ship was knocked over yet again and a wave temporarily drowned it within the torrents. Water flooded her senses as the rocking assaulted and disoriented her. Her only lifeline was the mast she kept a deathly grip on. In the moments where she could actually see however she noticed the summoner boy being swept away in the waters. Cyrille coughed and spluttered as she tried to cry out to him but, as if out of nowhere, the situation suddenly became much worse for wear.

The moonlit sky seemed to darken as dozens of dark shapes covered it in a hell storm of black missile like objects showered upon the deck of the ship and the waters surrounding it. Cyrille marveled as the dark shapes slowly unfurled, revealing dark glowing blue creatures that heavily massive insects. The few members of the ship that was able to fight started to combat the beings as the civilians ran back inside the depths of the ship. Almost every member of the small group Cyrille had accompanied started to fight off the creatures but the offensive capabilities were nearly cut in half; the summoner was currently drowned somewhere, the blond haired boy had dived in after him and Cyrille was pathetically clinging to the mast.

Cyrille began to fumble about as she searched for something on her person that could help; she never carried weapons as the others seemed to have but she knew if she didn’t help some people might actually get hurt. Suddenly she had remembered something she had stashed away. Reaching behind her back she started to unfasten a long pouch tied to her shorts. What came out were two forearm length silver-steel spanners with a massive fist sized weight resting at the end; Cyrille had taken out two, very large, wrenches.

With a touch of courage she pulled away from the mast and began to combat the small beasts terrorizing the deck.

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Edge lay limp and senseless on the deck. Drenched to the bone, shivering with cold, barely breathing, he looked absolutely pathetic. He didn't look like a summoner; he looked like a drowned child. And beneath his sealed eyelids, his eyes were flickering, watching images dance.

The images made little sense to him. Flashes of a blitzball game in Luca, of a crowd cheering, children laughing, grass, clouds in the sky, the churning of the sea on a stormy day. A beautiful woman, the ceiling of a house somewhere, people running, screaming.... dying...
What was he seeing? He didn't understand.

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Despite his best efforts, Hizashi could not waken Edge. However he soon realised there were more pressing matters at hand. The sinspawn had spread out over the ship, attacking passengers and driving them back, and even more were still falling from the sky. Unless Sin moved away from the ship soon, the situation looked pretty grim for them. Perhaps if there was some way to attack Sin's fin itself... but to do that he would have to work together with the other guardians, and Edge was out cold, which meant his powerful aeon was out of commission.

Grabbing Edge around the middle, he half dragged, half carried the summoner across the deck towards the direction in which the other guardians should be. He didn't get very far, however, before he was surrounded by sinspawn. He had no choice but to lower Edge back to the ground and draw his sword. He spun and lashed out again and again, temporarily driving some of the sinspawn back, but they quickly returned and formed a circle around him, drawing closer and closer.

"Hey!" he yelled as loudly as he could, above the sounds of panic and destruction. "Guardians! To me!" He raised his sword in the air and channelled a Fire spell through it, causing it to flame brightly in the darkness like a beacon. He was trying to attract the other guardians' attention, but unfortunately it also caught the attention of more sinspawn. If the others fought their way to him, they could dispatch the sinspawn and plan a strategy. Otherwise he and Edge were stuck. Hizashi could keep the sinspawn at bay for the moment, but he couldn't move without leaving Edge behind.

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It was then that the visions came to a very abrupt end. Suddenly, Edge was back in the darkness of his own mind, watching lights dance on the back of his eyelids. His breath quickened slightly. The sounds of battle surrounded him... why were they fighting? What were they fighting? He could feel someone standing beside him. It must be Hizashi; he was always with Edge, or at least nearby. There were inhuman shrieks; fiends of some sort. But why were they here? And why was there water somewhere, sloshing... sloshing...
A ship?
Where was he?
Right... he had started his pilgramage... they were on their way from Besaid...
Why were they fighting? When had he collapsed? He couldn't remember. But he knew he had to help. With a soft groan, Edge forced his eyes to open.

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Hizashi dodged a strike and countered, but the sinspawn skipped backwards and out of range. He moved in a circle around Edge's prone form, lashing out at the sinspawn, harrying them to keep them back, but he was losing the battle. Not only was he severely outnumbered, but having to guard Edge was putting a serious cramp in his combat ability. Hizashi's fighting style relied on speed and agility, and he was used to having a lot of room to dodge and jump around. But now he couldn't move too far from Edge, and the sinspawn were taking advantage of his weakness to get a few hits in.

Losing his temper, Hizashi channelled a Lightning spell into his blade and made a sweeping cut. When his sword struck an unlucky sinspawn, the fiend was split cleanly in two amid a burst of electricity. It was then that Hizashi heard a soft noise: Edge was stirring and waking up.

"Edge!" he shouted. "Get up! We have a situation!"

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Troy was beating sinspawn one after one, they just seemed to keep coming. That is until he started to hear Hizashi shouting and holding up a flaming sword, attracting all of the sinspawn's attention and they all started to converge on him. From his point of view he couldn't see Edge so he wasn't as relieved as much as he should have been, Senseless youth, always acting before thinking. I would have found him eventually but he has to turn things from bad to worse.

Troy kicked it into overdrive and started beating the monsters without them noticing until a few seconds after. Why did there have to be so many, this is too much for an old man.

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"What?" Edge whispered, slowly opening his eyes. He was staring up at the night sky...
Why was he lying on his back?
Slowly, he looked around.
"Sinspawn?!" he gasped, scrambling to his feet. "Where in Yevon's name did they come from?!"