Hello! I'm back with the next part of Make Your Own... Sorry for the delay lots of personal life stuff to get in order and all that. I can't promise a good schedule with this one but this should be between 12-14 chapters so please look forward to it!

Hope sat on the couch within the Ark. The place was unbearably bright at times but in the past two years he had sort of gotten use to it. Mostly though, he hated it and he hated Bhunivleze. Not that that could do anything for him. Today was meant to be a different kind of day though. The voice inside, the god, seemed happy and the light around him was practically pulsing with excitement.

There were thirteen days left and that meant the Savior was coming.

Hope had a few tricks still up his sleeve but as he patiently waited for the Savior to appear his mind was still filled with unbearable light. Bhunivelze might technically be sleeping but he was also now apart of Hope. Filling the void that was left by the things that Hope had sealed away.

He took even breaths. Even these thoughts weren't much. So much of himself had been sealed off and taken over that he wasn't even sure if he really qualified as being called 'Hope' anymore. When the tree flickered he knew it was time and he stood up.

Lightning appeared in all her glory, she was dressed befitting a goddess. The outfit that she had worn as a warrior for Etro. Hope could feel the unsettledness of Bhunvelze inside him as his thoughts strayed to toward the weakened goddess.

"It's been a long time Light." Hope murmured and she turned to look at him with wide eyes.

"Hope!" She gasped as she ran forward and wrapped her arms around him. Startled by her actions, Hope stood very still and waited until she pulled back. Lightning held his shoulders tightly as she looked him over, checking to make sure that he was okay.

"I'm sorry to have worried you. I've been here since I disappeared. Preparing for the end." His tone was still low, and fairly even. Lightning swallowed hard, they had had their fears of what might have happened to Hope in his captivity. But now she was wondering if this was just a fake or her beloved comrade.

"The others have been worried sick. We need to leave the Ark so that we can—"

"I am not leaving the Ark." Hope stated firmly as he brushed her hands off his shoulders. "There is too much work to be done. I can reconcile with the others when all this is over."

"If you come with me, we can all work together and—" Hope cut her off again.

"You know as well as I do, that working together will solve nothing. Noel worships Etro who has betrayed the world. And many of our old comrades including Noel are infected with chaos. There are thirteen days until the world ends. And here, now we can purify as much of the world as possible."

"Purify the world?" Lightning asked softly.

Hope gestured to the large tree that existed beyond the room they were in. "That is the great life tree Yggdrasil. Once we have purified all that we can. Those stored within the tree will be born into the new world. And will be born perfect."

"Born perfect." Lightning swallowed and she stepped away from her and towards the tree. "What does that mean?"

"The true god, Bhunivelze has decided that this world is ruined. Chaos has caused the world to rot and he will build a world that can't rot." Hope turned to look at her. "A perfect world. Just like Cocoon."

Lightning flinched as if she'd been slapped. She grabbed Hope by the arm and started marching towards the transport symbol that she had appeared on. "I don't know what that god has done to you." She said 'god' almost as if it were a curse. "But I've never played by their rules and I won't do so now."

"As I told you I will not leave the Ark. There is too much work to be done." Hope replied still calmly and evenly, which only served to infuriate her more.

"Are you even Hope?!" Lightning burst out as she shoved the emotionless doll away from her. The force of the shove caused the small boy to fall to the ground. "The Hope that left was a full grown man and believed in people! Believed in this world! If this god thinks he can fool me with false images—"

"I can promise you I am Hope." The boy stood up slowly, dusting at invisible lint. "Each person must go though purification to be able to enter the new world. When I was done with the process this is what I became. Though out my time I had become corrupt."

"You are not—" Lightning's head fell forward and she felt a tear or two roll down her cheek. "What has he done to you? Come, there must be something I can—"

Light erupted in the room as she grabbed his hand. A voice, both harsh and robotic sounded through out the room. "How dare you presume to think that humanity is better then a God? You who deny me are cast out until you are perfect."

Lightning refused to release Hope and thus they were both thrown across the chamber. They both hit the wall hard. Lightning screamed as she felt a splitting pain through out her body. She thought she heard Hope scream too, but lost grip on his hand. All she could think is that she'd lost him.

When Lightning came to she wasn't alone. Somewhere near Etro's Throne she found herself in a flower field. She must have actually been within the actual Temple grounds rather then outside it. She stared up in the sky for a moment at the low hanging Ark that looked more like a moon at this point. Before she decided to inspect the alien presence that she felt.

And then the shock set in. Beside her, lying in the exact pose she had woken up in was literally a copy of herself. And yet, not quite. Instead of what Lightning wore now, this new version of herself wore her old Guardian Corps uniform and looked as if to be in troubled sleep. Deciding to forgo that strange occurrence she looked to the other person. And felt something like hope set in.

Still in that strange form that was the Hope of the past and yet now… lay Hope. He was on his side, curled up. He looked to be pleasantly asleep. She loathed to wake him, but if she had managed to save him from Bhunivelze's wrath she knew that she needed to make sure he was okay. She reached out for him, but a hand wrapped around her. Her other.

"He's not Hope." The other murmured in her voice. "Well… He is but he's not." Her other had transformed in the time that Lightning hadn't been watching her. She looked more like Serah then Lightning now. A younger Serah to boot; dressed in clothing that neither sister would ever choose to wear.

"I thought this would make things a little less confusing." The girl murmured. "After all, it's not everyday you meet yourself."

"Meet myself?" Lightning felt like a living question mark at this point. What had happened while she was on the Ark?

"What ever douche god did… He separated us. Separated you. I don't know what the effects are yet as the rip is too new to know what's missing and what's not… But Hope… I can tell that his mind has been ruptured for a long time. I think you pulled out whatever had been sealed away."

"Pulled out…" Lightning mulled over that for a second. Hope had been very blank and emotionless when he'd spoken on the Ark. He hadn't even seemed remotely surprised at seeing her. His lack of drive to help humanity or save their world. Was it really so easy that she could just pull him apart mentally?

"I guess we should wake him. But he can't look like that. I'm your chaos and he would be Hope's. Right now Bhunvelze can't see us. But that doesn't mean he won't seek to erase us." The fake paused in thought, as she looked Lightning over. "And you without your chaos are probably more likely to be vulnerable to that jerkface."

Unfortunately for both of them, the not Hope jerked awake with wide eyes and something akin to fear on his face. His eyes darted around wildly the pupils blown in terror. Finally his eyes haphazardly settled on Lightning but as he took her in the panic didn't dissipate. Instead he was on his feet in seconds. Something his body wasn't ready to do according to the dangerous swaying he did. He managed to land a solid blow across Lightning's face in an act that she had never seen, thought or knew Hope could do.

She slowly turned her head back to find not Hope staring at her with wide eyes at her response. She took a step back incase another blow was to follow. After all, this wasn't the fourteen year old boy that had started to learn how to fight. No, this was a grown man who'd spent his whole life fighting his way through strange landscapes on scientific expeditions.

"You aren't him?" He asked softly, his voice high and thin as if he were fourteen.

"What does that even mean?" Lightning turned to not herself but the Serah look who like shrugged.

"You aren't Bhunivelze… This isn't the Ark! I—" His words cut off with a painful gasp as he pressed a hand to his chest. He stared up at the sky towards the moon like Ark and back at her.

"According to her." Lightning thumbed at the girl just beside her. "I tore you… well out of you."

The queer look on Hope's face let her know what he thought of that explanation. He lifted his hands and examined them faintly as tried to take in what had happened to him. Looking back up at the Ark, he nodded.

"So such a thing is possible." He turned to Lightning. "I must be Hope… well part of him instead of the whole package. And you." He pointed to not Lightning. "Must be the same for Light… Chaos."

"Wait a second. Are you trying to tell me that being thrown of the Ark ripped our chaos… our souls out of your bodies?!" Lighting glared at him and chaos Hope looked back at her calmly. "Then I should be dead."

"Not dead." Chaos Hope replied almost serenely. "Ever since the day I met you… You pushed aside your emotions. Locked them down as much as you could. And then now, in this desolate time you've done it again haven't you?"

"What to my emotions?"

"Your emotions is the only manifestation of your chaos that can usually been seen." Chaos Hope continued. "Another manifestation is magic and/or l'cie strength. I don't know if everyone can be split in such a way… But I'm guessing as we both shoved the parts of ourselves that connect us to the chaos away we managed to create a gap. And in this broken world… We can be a new kind of paradox. Chaos and mind fully functioning apart from one another."

"But Hope is."

"Bhunivelze's puppet. The parts that he could save from God's wraith are right here in front of you." Hope looked at her calmly. "You have to stop him."

"I have to save Hope!" Lighting growled.

"He… I… We are not savable. Even now, our connection to life is weak and fading." Chaos Hope approached her. "Let me help you. One last time we can save the world. We can stop him."

"And what about Noel?" Lightning hissed out.

Chaos Hope's face became pained. He turned away from her and finally, finally his body gave out. She wasn't sure how he'd been able to be standing so long. He sunk to his knees and wrapped his arms around himself. Lightning was beside herself. This was not the Hope she knew.

"He is waiting for you." Chaos Lightning stated quietly as she gingerly approached Chaos Hope. She knelt down beside him and whispered in his ears words that Lightning couldn't hear. She stayed beside him in silent conversation until he nodded his head in agreement and then helped him to sit more comfortably on the ground. She stood up and approached an impatient Lightning.

"If you want to save Hope. You must save the world. And the only way to do that right now is to play by God's rules. You need to go back to the Ark." Chaos Lightning tilted her head to the side and looked back at Chaos Hope. "I guess some code names would be appropriate. My name is Lumina."

"And his name?" Lighting asked quietly.

"Utopia." Chaos Hope turned around. "My goal has always been the happiness of humanity. I think that's a good name."

"Utopia…" Lightning tested the word and the nodded. She turned back towards the Ark. "So how do I go back?"

"Search me!" Lumina smiled brightly and practically bounced back over to Chaos Hope, no Utopia. "This cutie and I have work to do!"

Before Lightning could do anything a portal of chaos opened before the two and they disappeared. Unsure of what to do, Lightning turned back towards Yusnaan.

"This place looks like hell." Utopia commented lightly as the walked into the city of Luxerion.

"Shouldn't we have stayed with Lightning longer?" Lumina asked as she continued to walk, having a better lay of the land then Hope from her time with Lightning, she kept the lead.

"And do what?" Utopia replied as he stared down at his changed attire. He had decided when they reached Luxerion that an Academy uniform was probably a bad idea. Although to be honest it wasn't that he changed much. Removing his Academy jacket for a dark green hooded cloak, the thin cowl hanging down just enough to obscure his features.

"She's more susceptible to Bhunivelze's manipulations this way!" She protested as she whirled around. "If she really is our only hope—"

"It's painful isn't it…. To be born to die?" Utopia asked quietly. "You are the thing that will keep Lightning from betraying the world."

"And Hope?" She asked quietly and she almost wished she could see his face. The cowl made it hard to see.

"It is too late for him." Utopia turned to look towards the right. "A chaos infusion is coming… We should keep moving."

"You are so infuriating!" Lumina whined as they headed further into the Luxerion slums. She grabbed his arm and forced him to stop.

"No matter the outcome… We all have to do what we can right?"

Lumina found herself filled with untold amounts of guilt. She thought about what Utopia had told her about what Hope was going through. Maybe she would just have to give up on him.