"I would love to see these you hold as prisoners, when they don't really even look all that dangerous to begin with." Dickson stopped and turned to look at three "Homs" that were kept snug behind bars. "Stand down, soldier. You can tell your Colonial to give me the beating instead of you. I am curious about these three..."

The man in the armor saluted and stepped down from his post.

"Alright..." Dickson observed each one carefully with crossed arms and a serious look. "I never seen anyone with hair like yours before, red is a good color though for ya. Your outfit reminds me a bit of Reyn's..." His eyes move along to the others." And then we got blonde. And then this guy who just loves to keep his shades on even inside. You got quite a scar going down along that eye, don't you."

The one with the scar let out a small chuckle.

"Eh? What' so funny now?" Dickson wasn't feeling too comfortable. "Well at least tell me your names. Where did you come from?"

"This is something that brings up memories for what happened thirty years ago. I'm Auron. Blonde is Tidus. Flame head is Wakka."

"Do you really think it's wise to be giving out information like that," Wakka asked him in a bit of a gruff voice. "And I'm not that much of a hot head you say as I was back then..."

"Well at least I got something..." Dickson rubbed his chin in thought while his other arm lied across his chest. "What district or colony are you from? More importantly... How did you travel like that by light? We never seen anyone fall from the sky like that before."

"As much as I do find it cozy in here, can we talk outside?"

"Auron's right. And I have a wife and kid waiting for me back at home!"

"Calm down, fire ball... Auron, Tidus... I will get this taken care of, all right? It's not fun being cramped up in nothing but metal." Dickson turned around and went back in the direction he came from.

"Tidus, you haven't even said a single word when we got here," Auron addressed.
Tidus kept his arms crossed while sitting on the cold floor, keeping his back against the wall. He didn't glance up.

"Mm... Ya know, being away from someone you love hits pretty hard, ya?"

Tidus spoke quietly. "This sort of reminds me of Sin..."

"Oh ya, huh... I forgotten all about that... It's been... what? Twenty years since the calm was brought?"

"Then Yuna getting Tidus back like she wanted. We have the others to worry about right now. We have no idea where they were dropped off upon entering this world."

"Question is, how did you end up with us," Wakka asked. He knew this was puzzling as to why someone who died so long ago was right now standing before any of them as if he was brought back to life instantly. "How'd you get with us?"

"Puzzling..."

Dickson returned with the keys in his hands. "Easy peasy... You can go free. Told the lot you weren't bad and you are on our side and so on..." He opened the door for them. "We can talk, just like you said,outside."

"Too bad we aren't as reckless as we were years ago, eh?" Wakka chuckled.

The trio followed Dickson on outward to greet the sun. Anywhere they looked, it was like they were surrounded by some sort of metal or thick tall smooth cliffs,or bigger. What mostly caught Tidus' attention was the sky. He swore he could see something far up that seemed to have give off a feint existance feel. Whatever it was, it was massive.

"Welcome to the military district of Colony Nine," Dickson greeted them all. He stopped in his tracks and turned to face them all, crossing his arms. "So, tell me. Where are you lot from?"

"Should it be within earshot," Auron asked.

"Don't tell me you want some place more private..."

"Yeah, sure, let everyone know we aren't from... wherever this place is at all, if we are even on the same world," Tidus argued.

"Why not? You do look like us Homs."

"Homs," Auron repeated back, puzzled. His face expressed that confusion.

Dickson rubbed his head, feeling like he was surrounded by idiots. "I ain't gonna ask you..."

"Can you explain that?" Tidus pointed straight on up. "I never seen anything like it before in my life."

"You're on a Titan, standing on a being that once was locked in battle with another for a long time before eons had passed to where they finally stopped."

Wakka's gaze went straight up in amazement and disbelief. "That's impossible!"

"Believing is seeing, right? Look I ain't your teacher. Maybe you just lost your memory or something, but I never seen anyone with clothes like that before..." Dickson turned his back to them. "Go around and don't cause any trouble. Learn some things from others. If you get yourself locked up again, don't come crying to me."

Before anyone else could get a word in to stop Dickson, the man walked away.

Tidus crossed his arms in thought. "Lost memory... Now where to I remember this taking place?"

"Hey, at least we are in your shoes now, ya?" Wakka patted Tidus' shoulder. "Least now I know how you feel... I wouldn't mind learning a bit about this place though."

"Or we can get a move on and find the others that were dragged into this world along with us," Auron suggested.

"You think the others got caught into this mess too," Wakka asked.

"Just one other..."

"Kimahri," Tidus voiced quietly to himself. "Hey, I got an idea! Maybe we can-"

The peaceful silence and Tidus' thought was all brought to disruption by a loud sound coming from the sky. The trio had watched and witnessed what they never seen before. A mechon attack. A black ship was carrying in a small army that latched onto the bottom of it, capable for dropping off of easily and that is what they had done. They weren't letting anything happen against them by waiting. Siren two was alerted.

"This his bad..." Wakka watched most of this, staying in place, not knowing if there was anything they can do. He knew their weapons were not with them.

"Lets make a move and not just stand here!" Tidus had other plans. He ran to look for a weapon he was used to. "Is there a sword anywhere I can use!"

"Is this the time, Tidus!" Wakka rubbed the back of his head. "I dunno... Should we help and..."

Auron nodded and ran onward to the open to find a weapon himself.

"I just hope Kimahri is still alive..."

Cannons from below were firing away at the mechons that were still in the sky. Tidus was more than happy to get back into action. He didn't miss it that badly, but to feel that blood boil and rush through his veins made him feel more alive. Everyone around them screaming and running was helping getting that adrenaline rush. Just as he was on his world, he was dedicated here. Once he saw Auron out there helping, he wasn't confused on where he got that weapon. Being dead had its advantages. He could use any weapon he summoned from his very being. However it was still very confusing as to how and why Auron was here along with them... A dead man fighting on the field... He did worry a little on how the others would take that if they were to notice this. Should Auron even mention that he is dead? More importantly, why were they there?

Despite on how he was attacking and how he was able to push them back, he never struggled this much to try to kill one. He didn't know what it even was. Once the larger mechon with a face dropped down, he froze in place watching a Colonial shoot within point blank range with that large and long gun. Not one scratch... Tidus wasn't scared of such a creature, but he was scared that there was nothing he could do to damage it if that gun alone, that rifle did absolutely nothing to it. The strange part was watching it fly away. It did nothing like the other mechons that were attacking everything in sight that moved.

"That has to be the leader no doubt," Auron addressed while moving close to Tidus.

"These swords just don't cut it!" Tiduse held up the one he had borrowed from close by. "If I had my old one... I am sure it would be better."

"This world's resources are very different... Hmm... That large one... I could feel something different about it."

"One of your ghost powers?"

Auron glared at him. Then he heard a cry of pain, which lured his attention to run in that direction. Tidus was right behind him. They saw trashed mechon all around and a boy with blond hair holding a sword they never seen before in their life. It opened to let out a plasma looking blade. Tidus gripped his sword. It didn't take long for them to witness this blade slicing through the metal of the mechons like it was butter.

"I need one of those," Tidus said with amazement, watching that boy do most of the work while the other two, one looking hurt, fended off what they could the best they can. "Aren't there more?"

Auron was too focused on the fight. Not like he could answer Tidus anyway on a question he lacked the answer to. "How he moves... He can detect their movements."

"That big one is back!" Tidus watched it land hard by the others. "I hope he can do it!"

Yet watching the fight, it was strange to see that blade work wonders on the smaller ones, but against this faced mechon did absolutely nothing. It was just like the gun to the face. There were no scratch marks or scuff marks. It was like nothing laid a finger against it. At least it didn't take any of the other ones to see this themselves and they were just as confused. However, the boy seemed to have caught on to what maybe was preventing the sword's penetration.

"We have to do something..." Tidus fidgited.

"We can't do anything..."

"If we don't, they could die!"

Without any further hesitation, Tidus bolted towards the large mechon with that blade held high, hoping maybe that enough force will at least dent it. Auron caught on to the mechon spotting them and bringing up its own feirce deadly claws after it pushed the others away. He muttered under his breath unkindly words and ran after Tidus. He knew what was going to happen, or at least he thought he did. As soon as those claws were swiped down at him, both of their swords clashed with it stopping them dead in their tracks along with loud grunts from the force.

"I'm not that stupid, old man," Tidus told Auron, still keeping that sword up, pushing back against the claws.

Before Auron wanted to scold him, they both heard a shout come from behind. They were finally forced back, somewhat flying across the steps, landing hard on their backs. Auron took no time in getting up, unaffected, and seeing this girl in a fighting mech suit with large guns attached. When he turned around to look at the boy with the magic sword, he saw those blue eyes glow bright. Time around them had stopped. Then it started to flow normally again. Something just happened there, but what? Once he heard that boy yell for that girl to stay back, he glanced over at the rushing mech suit. Her guns fired away, hitting hard against the mechon. It fired back with its main gun, taking out and blowing off her main one on the side.

"Stop! You are doing nothing to it! Turn back!"

Not even Auron's words were able to reach her as he heard the boy shout to her to run. Instead, she fired again. The mechon didn't even seem to care. Both of them were headed right at one another, her picking up speed and jamming one gun that stuck out right onto its face. One blast from that gun sent them both apart and the girl cowering in her seat from the blow back. Enough smoke covered the whole area, yet the mechon walked right through and grabbed a hold of her mech suit. Auron climbed right in to try to pull her out quickly. The mechon acted faster, taking that mech suit right up against a building, hard and letting it drop straight to the ground. Auron had fumbled from the impact, yet managed to get right back to her. That claw of the mechons went right on up. The girl and Auron watched. There was no chance of escape.

"I don't fear death for I have gone through it twice..."

The claws pierced right through before the girl could ask Auron as to what he meant by that. The mech suit was tossed behind the mechon to let the other mechons have a go. Both the boy and Tidus were crying out for those they lost. It didn't take long for that magic blade to finally pierce the mechon's face after running up along its arm once the mechon tried to hit the boy. Tidus was finally able to stand. The mechon stepped closer to the boy, but then stopped and looked on up. The other mechons were heading on back to once they came. It flew off after them as if it was called back as well.

This was something Tidus or Wakka witnessed before in such an awful way. For the both of them, it brought up memories none wanted to return. The pain their world went under for so long that finally it was put to an end without any more sacrifices. They never forgot who died, but they tried to forget the pain.

Tidus and Wakka were found by Dunban who took them into his home. Dunban already explained to them as to why he would not shed a tear, not even to his sister. The talk between them three did not end there.

"It's just like Sin all over again..." Wakka hung his head low from where he sat on the bed, having his elbows on his knees. "No matter where we go..."

"One thing that impresses me," Dunban started. "Is the fact you look a bit like Reyn." He tried to get a smile out of either of them, but the plan backfired. Not a small tug formed on their lips. "So... Why don't you tell me where you came from since you do claim you are not from this world at all, yet you do look like us in every way."

"Have you ever felt like everything around you was real," Tidus began. "But when you are taken to a different time, one thousand years into the future... You learn that the place you grew up in, where you were born was nothing but a dream created by the fayth?"

"The fayth?" Dunban questioned.

"Ya. High summoners used them to be granted a powerful spirit to aid them in the pilgrimage to vanquish Sin! They said only the final summoning could defeat him. We found another way and put an end to the cycle that would never stop." Wakka looked up at Dunban. "We didn't know that the final summoning was why Sin kept coming back... Taking over the beast after the summoner used all of their strength to summon it... The calm would last for ten years before Sin would return every time."

"I am beginning to see a picture here. You two I am guessing were heroes there?"

"Yeah, something like that," Tidus said softly. "We were a team, all of us. Now why are we here? This isn't Spira. This isn't another time travel thing. And your colony is on a titan!"

"It's our home, lad. We were born on Bionis. We have no other place to go. Bionis is our world." Dunban rubbed his arm with a sore look on his face. "And it holds its mysteries we are still discovering."

Wakka looked back down. "Ya know? That kid you spoke about earlier... He reminds me a bit of Chappu. Only that kid looks like he can seriously hurt someone, eh?"

"I thought you said I looked like your brother, Wakka."

Wakka waved his hand at Tidus. "Ah, not anymore. You are older now. He was a little guy anyway... This Reyn guy... He looks like the buff version!"

Dunban chuckled at them both. "At least you two know how to focus on other things well."

"Something Yuna taught all of us. Ya gotta keep smiling."

"Wakka, we need to find Kimahri. We need to find Auron too."

Wakka gave Tidus a strange look.

"I know he isn't dead..."

"He is a tough one, ya. But this isn't Spira... What if he can't come back?"

"Sorry," Tidus stretched. "I don't give up that easily." He let his arms drop. "But if he really is gone for good..."

"Is there something I should know?"

Tidus wasn't sure if he should tell Dunban that Auron really is dead. It seemed Wakka was ready to spit it out or give some sort of a hint, yet everyone's attention was drawn to the stairs as Shulk made his way up into Dunban's room, looking at them all.

"Dunban," Shulk began slowly. "We are going to pursue the faced mechon... We are leaving right away."

"Great, let's go with you!"

Shulk looked at Tidus, unsure how he should respond do that. He knew their own friend died along with Fiora.

"Go on and go with Shulk," Dunban agreed. "You are all in this together now."

"Only one question." Tidus looked back at Shulk. "Tell me there is more than one of those swords or are they rare?"

"It's a one of a kind, I'm afraid," Dunban answered. "That there is the Monado. I used it about a year ago and it did this to my right arm." He moved all the material that was covering his arm out of the way for him to see.

Tidus whistled. "That must have hurt..."

Wakka stood up. "Well if I'm gonna be using any weapon... It can't be a blitzball from back in the day." He chuckled lightly. "I ain't good with a sword either."

"I'm sure we will find you something. Reyn can maybe make something for you. We might come across some mechon parts to piece it all together."

"What about the ones that were trashed out here?" Wakka looked out the window. "They looked tough..."

"Let me talk to Reyn." Shulk headed back on to the main floor.

Wakka chose to follow him. They were going to need to know what a blitzball was anyway. When Wakk laid eyes all over the colony, it was in shambles and ruins. Some homes were still standing and the military base seemed to have held up pretty well, but everywhere else reminded him of how one village looked after Sin attacked just before they arrived. Many tears were shed on that day... The survivors around were doing just the same, mourning after friends or loved ones. Others were in construction already by moving broken pieces on out the best they could. Shulk looked back seeing Wakka's expression. It was like the pain he forgotten about was returning one more time.

He looked at Shulk. "Twenty years ago, villages and cities were under constant attack by one being, but bigger than that junk you call a faced machina. We had to see sights like this a lot... We prayed to the dead for a safe journey to the farplane, where the dead may rest. It's a good thing you don't need that here, ya?"

"Faced... machina?"

"Sorry. You got your owns names for them."

"Yeah, like junk," Reyn shouted, not too far from them. "That names fits them well!"

"Reyn, I hope you don't mind, but this guy here needs a weapon he is used to. Are you will wing to help build one from these scrap metal mechons lying around?"

Reyn balled up a fist and let it hit his other hand. He nodded. "Let's get to it then. Just tell me everything you need, then we can be on our way. I thought maybe we could make our way up to Colony Six."

"Aren't you coming along with us," Tidus asked Dunban.

"Not right now, but I will be right behind you all when my arm heals a bit more. I just need some more time."