When Auron and Jecht allowed themselves to be sent, they didn't expect to wake up in a new world, one where Machina was commonplace and humanity had strange powers.
"Legendary Guardian?" (MHA/FFX)
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Tilting his Vanes and Ennobling His Spires
Auron. That been his name for almost as long as he could remember. Ever since he had been found wandering, confused outside a Yevonite temple. He had a name before that, but he barely remembered it. Izu- something.
Auron collapsed next to Jecht as the sending washed over them, finally letting go of the grip he kept on the mortal world. All things considered, thirty five years was a good length for a life of a Guardian, even if he had forcibly extended it.
"Thanks for taking care of the kid," Jecht said.
"He grew up well," Auron said, "It's too bad the dream has to end."
"Yeah," Jecht said, pyreflies flying off both of them like embers. Auron brought his bottle to his lips, only for the sake within to spill out his lower jaw and splash against the ground, "See ya on the other side, buddy."
"Yes," Auron said, closing his good eye and leaning back until he fell, Jecht coming right after. So ended the story of the Guardians of Braska, falling to a fate they didn't know.
It was a good end.
If it had been their end.
—
Auron's eye flickered open at the call of a voice, a sweet, kind voice, "Izuku, darling? It's time to get up and go to school."
Auron pushed himself up, feeling his short limbs, he stumbled over to the mirror, gazing into it. His hair was still peppered with gray, and he still had the scar across his eye blinding him in that eye. But otherwise… Apparently, death involved turning back into a child.
No wonder nobody wants to die.
"Izuku?" The voice called, and Izuku turned to stare at the green haired woman as she gasped, "Izuku, is that you?"
"Who's Izuku?" Auron asked. He suspected the answer was him, but he couldn't be certain.
The woman rushed from the room, before coming back a minute later with a look of concern on her face, "We have an appointment in an hour, get dressed and we'll take the car."
—
Inko fretted as the doctor poked and examined Izuku. She had gone to wake him up, only for him to look completely different and not even know his own name! She had rushed him to the hospital, which led to where they were now.
"Minus the eye," the doctor said, her spiky red hair pulled back into a ponytail, "That's nothing wrong with Izuku, physically. He's as healthy as any four year old should be."
"What? But, his hair…"
"The best I can assume is it, and the amnesia, are a side effect of his Quirk activating. The blood tests we ran did come back with an active Quirk Factor, though obviously we can't tell you what your Quirk is."
"He'll be alright?" Inko asked, worry still in her voice, "What about the amnesia?"
"Considering it doesn't seem to affect anything essential to live, how to eat, breath, things like that, you'll just have to reteach him."
"That's fine with me," Izuku said, like this wasn't worrying at all, "also, what's a Quirk?"
Izuku didn't know what a Quirk was!?
—
Jecht opened his eyes and stood up, staggering on unusual feet. They didn't have the musculature he was used to. Stepping out of the bedroom, which wasn't so bad if he was honest, lacking Blitzball memorabilia, but whatever, and entered the bathroom staring at himself in the mirror. His scars were still there, alongside his main of hair, but his Zanarkand Abes' tattoo was gone.
He was also, from what he could tell, a four year old.
Well, wasn't that just his fucking luck. He wished he could see what Auron looked like right now, it'd be pretty funny. Walking downstairs, he found a woman that had the same black hair as him, saying "Hey, mom."
"Oh, hello, Ejiro," the woman turned, stopping as she caught sight of his hair and scars, "What happened to you?"
Oh, lady, if you only knew.
"Dunno?" Jecht half-lied, once again wondering how Auron was dealing with this. Reincarnation, never thought that would be his afterlife. Figured if his and Auron's plan worked, he would just fade away into nothing.
"It must have something to do with your Quirk, then," his mom said. Quirk? "Come eat breakfast and we'll get you ready for school."
School. Again.
Shit.
Auron collapsed next to Jecht as the sending washed over them, finally letting go of the grip he kept on the mortal world. All things considered, thirty five years was a good length for a life of a Guardian, even if he had forcibly extended it.
"Thanks for taking care of the kid," Jecht said.
"He grew up well," Auron said, "It's too bad the dream has to end."
"Yeah," Jecht said, pyreflies flying off both of them like embers. Auron brought his bottle to his lips, only for the sake within to spill out his lower jaw and splash against the ground, "See ya on the other side, buddy."
"Yes," Auron said, closing his good eye and leaning back until he fell, Jecht coming right after. So ended the story of the Guardians of Braska, falling to a fate they didn't know.
It was a good end.
If it had been their end.
—
Auron's eye flickered open at the call of a voice, a sweet, kind voice, "Izuku, darling? It's time to get up and go to school."
Auron pushed himself up, feeling his short limbs, he stumbled over to the mirror, gazing into it. His hair was still peppered with gray, and he still had the scar across his eye blinding him in that eye. But otherwise… Apparently, death involved turning back into a child.
No wonder nobody wants to die.
"Izuku?" The voice called, and Izuku turned to stare at the green haired woman as she gasped, "Izuku, is that you?"
"Who's Izuku?" Auron asked. He suspected the answer was him, but he couldn't be certain.
The woman rushed from the room, before coming back a minute later with a look of concern on her face, "We have an appointment in an hour, get dressed and we'll take the car."
—
Inko fretted as the doctor poked and examined Izuku. She had gone to wake him up, only for him to look completely different and not even know his own name! She had rushed him to the hospital, which led to where they were now.
"Minus the eye," the doctor said, her spiky red hair pulled back into a ponytail, "That's nothing wrong with Izuku, physically. He's as healthy as any four year old should be."
"What? But, his hair…"
"The best I can assume is it, and the amnesia, are a side effect of his Quirk activating. The blood tests we ran did come back with an active Quirk Factor, though obviously we can't tell you what your Quirk is."
"He'll be alright?" Inko asked, worry still in her voice, "What about the amnesia?"
"Considering it doesn't seem to affect anything essential to live, how to eat, breath, things like that, you'll just have to reteach him."
"That's fine with me," Izuku said, like this wasn't worrying at all, "also, what's a Quirk?"
Izuku didn't know what a Quirk was!?
—
Jecht opened his eyes and stood up, staggering on unusual feet. They didn't have the musculature he was used to. Stepping out of the bedroom, which wasn't so bad if he was honest, lacking Blitzball memorabilia, but whatever, and entered the bathroom staring at himself in the mirror. His scars were still there, alongside his main of hair, but his Zanarkand Abes' tattoo was gone.
He was also, from what he could tell, a four year old.
Well, wasn't that just his fucking luck. He wished he could see what Auron looked like right now, it'd be pretty funny. Walking downstairs, he found a woman that had the same black hair as him, saying "Hey, mom."
"Oh, hello, Ejiro," the woman turned, stopping as she caught sight of his hair and scars, "What happened to you?"
Oh, lady, if you only knew.
"Dunno?" Jecht half-lied, once again wondering how Auron was dealing with this. Reincarnation, never thought that would be his afterlife. Figured if his and Auron's plan worked, he would just fade away into nothing.
"It must have something to do with your Quirk, then," his mom said. Quirk? "Come eat breakfast and we'll get you ready for school."
School. Again.
Shit.