Rating: R, but it's only for blood and themes
Summary: AU, In a twist of fate Tidus chooses to become Sin... only Yuna doesn't die. What starts out as a quest to save his soul from Sin turns into a quest to save Yuna's soul as well.
Parings: Yuna/Tidus, Rikku/Auron, Nooj/Lulu, sort of implied but not really Paine/Baralai
Warnings: Major Character Death and Minor Character Death, Wakka while not fully a bad guy is not the nicest person in the world in this fiction
A/N: So I wrote this years ago, but I've always wanted to revamp it. So I'm posting it here totally revamped and with 100% more original content. This fic while keeping true to the the original character stories of FFX tends to travel into unknown lands more often then not, and takes liberties with character(s) back story in a few major and minor places.
Disclaimer: Not mine nor will it ever be.
The room was silent as Yunalesca descended down the stairway in front of them. Her mere presence was enough to stun every one into the quiet that has absorbed the room. Yuna looked at her companions and thought back on the room behind them, an empty summon. Nothingness, just like her heart felt like now. A void that seemed as on going as the fareplane. Everything she had worked for was fake, there was no final summon. Or the final summon she thought existed did not. And she was fading, falling, and had nowhere to run. And Yunalesca continued to descend upon them. Tidus looked at her, his blue eyes baring a sadness she wished they didn’t. Because that sadness was for her, and she didn’t want it. What she was doing was going to bring happiness to the people of Spira. So why, standing here now, did she think it was more than that? Finally Yunalesca was upon them, her sliver hair shimmered and the souls of the unsent swirled around them, her soft voice broke her thoughts, “Welcome to Zanarkand. I congratulate you, Summoner. You have completed your pilgrimage. I will now bestow you with that which you seek. The Final Summoning...will be yours. Now, choose. You must choose the one whom I will change...to become the fayth of the Final Summoning.”
As the group gasped around her she felt her blood run cold. Memories of conversations flashing though her mind, Seymour’s words ringing in her ears, “Come, Lady Yuna. Come with me to Zanarkand, the lost city of the dead. With death on our side, we will save Spira, and for this... I will take from you your strength, Yuna, your life, and become the next Sin. I will destroy Spira! I will save it!”
And now she finally understood his words, what they were truly about. She had been confused when he had first said them but now, now she understood. And with certain clarity her world faded into black. Everything had been a lie, everything. And she could hardly breath. And Tidus was still looking at her, and she was drowning in his blue eyes, scared that if she looked away she would stop drowning and wake up. And this would be far to real for her to deal with, and then Yunalesca spoke again, and once again she was snapped from her world of falsehoods and into the real world, “There must be a bond, between chosen and summoner, for that is what the Final Summoning embodies: the bond between husband and wife, mother and child, or between friends. If that bond is strong enough, its light will conquer Sin. A thousand years ago, I chose my husband Zaon as my fayth. Our bond was true, and I obtained the Final Aeon. There is nothing to fear. You will soon be freed of worry and pain. For once you call forth the Final Aeon, your life will end. Death is the ultimate and final liberation. Your father, Braska, chose this path.”
Yuna looked up at Yunalesca her eyes filled with apprehension and fear. And she nodded, and looked up at Yunalesca, “Do you mind if we think this over?”
Yunalesca said nothing but walked back up the stairs leaving the others in the room. Everyone was silent except for Tidus, as usual he was never silent. Ever, even when he had found out that she was going to die he hadn’t been silent. He had continued to talk, continued to be himself. But the thing was that even though he continued to be himself there was a sadness in his voice, every time he spoke, and as they had gotten closer to Zanarkand it had only worsened. And now he looked at her, “I’ll do it.”
Yuna some how had know this would come from his mouth, and she had feared it. But now looking at him she saw that this is what he wanted to do, he wanted to help her, want to die for her. Work for her goals even if she didn’t want this for him, the next Sin. Auron sighed and looked at the boy he had sworn he would protect, there was nothing he could do to stop him. Just like he hadn’t been able to stop Braska, or Jecht. Rikku looked up at him trying to will him to say something, do something against this venture, and when he did it was not what she wanted to hear, “So be it.”
The group moved up to the room where Yunalesca awaited, leaving Yuna and Tidus alone in the room. Yuna looked up at him, tears in her eyes, this was the last time they would talk. So she was going to make the best of it, and she leaned her head against his chest. He embraced her and let her cry, her warm tears hitting his clothes. She looked up at him, “I love you.”
Tidus looked back at her, “I know. I love you too.”
He leaned down and kissed her, the world around them faded and she found that he too was crying. His tears hitting her face, as the two of them faced oblivion. She clung to him, her life-line. And finally when they stopped, when their love had been confirmed they let go. And she reached for his hand, the two of them walking up the steps.
When they reached the room that Yunalesca was in they found themselves staring at the stars, and the night sky, “Have you chosen the one to become your fayth? Who will it be?”
Tidus stepped forward onto the circle that was to be the space for the final summoning. Yuna stepped next to him, “I have, he will do it.”
Yunalesca eyed them both and found something that had her questioning the results of the summoning. And it shone from both of them, love a love so pure that she could hardly find the power to withstand it. Also there was a firm belief that what they were doing was right, and finally, the boy standing next to her looked as if he would protect her, even during what was to progress. And she was scared because what if their love really did stop the cycle? What if they some how over came it all? But that was to be for another time. Yuna stepped up to the platform and Jecht appeared in front of her, he looked at her and then at his son, “I see. Well son, come to walk in your fathers footsteps? I had thought you would think of a way to end this.”
Tidus shook his head, “No, I no longer want to end this. Only protect Yuna. And I will. I will still think of something.”
“You’re young boy. Nothing you do will help.”
Tidus looked his father in the eyes, “I hate you.”
Jecht only smiled a sad smile, he had known his boy would say this. And he did deserve it, after all he had put Tidus through, so he took it, absorbed it into his being and kept it locked there, “I know, I know. Let’s do this shall we?”
Tidus and Yuna nodded and Tidus stood next to his father. And Yuna began to dance again. As she always did. And Tidus watched, watched as she danced to save people. And the circle around them started to glow, reaching up into the heavens. Suddenly he saw it, Sin was swimming above them. Around them, and Tidus felt mind numbing pain. And Yuna continued to dance, he watched her and sent all of his love out to her. All his hopes and his dreams for her future, that he wanted her to live, to get just one more chance at love. And it was only then that she faltered and looked at him, both green and blue eyes and she knew that even now he was thinking of a way to save her from her fate. And yet they both knew it was too late. Tidus started to shimmer his body disappearing and he started to turn into a spirit, flying straight towards Yuna as the fayth did. And as he did so he remembered all laughing with her and yelling with her, and that one sunset that felt like eons ago, and knew in that moment that he would be the one to kill her. And it was then that he hit her, regret for his actions, and his strong will to protect her slamming into her body all at once. And Yuna felt him enter, and as warmth spread though out her body, and she felt loved. Above her Sin let out a cry and it’s body burst into thousands of unsent. And Yuna saw a creature shimmer out of Sin and into the Aeon that she had created. And as it hit her Aeon she felt a force slam into her. And fling her from the summoning circle.
As she was flung backwards she looked up at the faces around her, and then at the summoning circle she saw inside of it Yunalesca in her place and watched with awe as Yunalesca began to dance as if under the control of something else, her body moving spastically jerking this way and that. And realized that it was supposed to be her dancing uncontrollably, her dancing to her finally end, and wondered why it wasn’t her. Yunalesca burst into pyreflies, her final dance coming to an end. It was then the voice of Tidus surrounded her, “Told you I wouldn’t let you die.”
And she fainted.