A/N. No, I own nothing of the Final Fantasy games, but I do have some pretty cool ideas. Whenever you see ( ) it means Tidus' point of view.

Final Fantasy: Dissidia

Realms of lives

Chapter 1

Life and Death

"Tidus, someone's at the door!"

"Ok, Yuna! I'll get it."

The blond blitzball star hurried to the entrance of their home, somewhere on one of Besaid Island's beautiful beaches in the land of Spira. He took a moment to see how he looked. After having wreslted with a dead fish trying to gut it, he looked, as well as smelled, pretty bad.

Shrugging to himself, he opened the door wide.

"Hey, little bro!" Cried out a enthusiastic Wakka, pinning Tidus in a headlock. "How' life after death? Pretty exciting, ya?"

"Ow! Knock it off!" The young man ordered, rather unsuccessfuly.

"Wakka," Lulu said calmly as she entered, holding a small bundle in her arms, "You're gonna wake up the baby."

The large, orange haired man let his friend go, but only after playfully punching him in the arm. Now released, Tidus approached Lulu. Looking down at the tiny face carefully wrapped in layers of clean blankets, the young man smiles at Vidina, whom he saw as his neice.

"She's getting cuter, all right. She gonna have a hard time with the boys growing up." Tidus grinned widely.

He lost his smile when the black mage's eyes reflected a stare of death. "Let them try."

Wakka laughed so hard he was bent over double. "I think my daugther will be a very lonely kid growing up, ya? I guess I'll just have to teach her how to be a master at Blitzball to fill in the time."

"Magic is much more practical." His wife said matter-of-factly. "No point wasting her life on a meaningless sport."

Tidus watched from what he felt like were the sidelines of a war in his own house. For a moment he thought they were going to break into a fight. But both his friends broke into smiles, and he realized they were simply teasing each other.

Yuna arrived from the back of the house, dressed in one of her elegant gowns, a bright smile on her face. She was happy to see everyone, greeting Lulu with a hug.

At seeing Wakka she said teasingly."Did you put on weight?"

The man flexed his abs, counting six total. "You know I like to keep ready for a game, Yuna . But it's true, Lulu's dinners are so good, they will do me in one day."

"Well, you're in luck today, Wakka." Tidus announced. "Because Yuna's doing the cooking tonight!"

The singer glared at him. "What does that mean?" She demanded, taking a step forward.

"Er…nothing." Tidus took a step back, a mischevious grin on his face.

He suddenly turn around and ran, but Yuna was not too far behind. Lulu and Wakka laughed as the young couple played cat and mouse around their new house, Tidus kept the dinning room, making sure the table was between himself and Yuna. None of them heard the arrival of two more guest.

"Hello everyone!" Rikku said cheerfully. "Is dinner ready?"

Seeing the scene, in which Yuna managed to grab Tidus around the legs, making him fall, Paine said flatly. "Guess we're early. The lovebirds haven't settled down yet."

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(After we had spent a little time together, eating, swapping stories ,and sharing memories, Wakka and I took a stroll down the water's edge of the Island. My friend told me that even though he doesn't believe in Yevon anyomre, the beauty of his home and the love of his family made him feel that there must be something out there worth thanking. He told me that he still prays, and he's happy that he does. Though I didn't understand him at the time, I knew that he was right about one thing. Life was beautiful.)

(Especially when Yuna was around…)

Late that night, unable to sleep because of feeling a sense of peace he rarely felt and didn't want to miss out on, Tidus looked out the windows of his house. The full moon made the sand bright, the ocean warm and inviting. Turning to Yuna, her sleeping form outlined in the dark by a radiance she seemed to posses, the young man's mind went back to a day that had passed merely weeks before.

He and Yuna were on their knees, facing the sea, holding each other's hand. Yuna was wearing a flowing dress of pure white, her headdress adorned with almost every kind of flower in Spira. Their closest friends were behind them, witnessing this once in a lifetime event.

"Do you remember what to do?" Yuna had whispered to him.

"Huh? Oh! Yeah, I remember…I think." He gulped nervously, looking down at himself. The only thing he was wearing different was a necklace of yellow and red flowers. Compared to Yuna, he felt underdressed.

Kimahri walked before them, the ronso's voice a deep growl in the back of his throat. "Bow your heads and say the oaths."

They did so, Tidus going first. The oaths were more like chants, forcing him to sing rather than talk. But it was well worth it. The words he spoke, promises of sacrifice, caring and cherishing, along with experssions of deep affection reminded him of the Hymn of the Fayth he sang in Zanarkand long ago, the one his father liked.

(Dad…I wish you could've been there.)

Tidus returned from that memory, his heart still warm and light. It would always be the happiest day of his life, a highlight after what seemed like years of shadow. Tidus did feel, in a way he would never admit to Wakka, blessed.

As he turned to join Yuna in sleep, a figure moving along the beach caught his eye. So he wasn't the only who couldn't sleep on this beautiful night. Peering closer, the blond blitzball star wondered who of the inhabitants of Besaid it could be. The answer gave him a start.

"Dad?"

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By the time Tidus got out of the door, the man who resembled his father was far away, his footprints in the sand being washed away by the gentle waves. Tidus ran after him, not taking the time to think. It felt like forever before he caught up.

The man had stopped and was looking out to sea, a peaceful look on his scarred face. As Tidus drew closer, the man turned to face him.

"Hey, kid. How are ya keeping up?" He said confidently.

Tidus stopped a few feet away, unable to believe what he was seeing. "Dad? How can you be here? You're…"

"Dead? Passed away? Fish bait?" Jecht chuckled lightly. "Guess I was."

"This isn't funny, Dad. What are you doing here?" Tidus ordered.

"Don't I even get a hello?" The older man said sarcastically.

"Hello! Now why are you here?!" Tidus yelled, more confused and mixed up inside than angry.

Jecht shook his head in dissapointment. "Never could learn when to backdown, could you? Heh, kinda like me."

Before Tidus could move, Jecht covered the distance between them in one step, punched him in the gut and sent him sailing into the sand. Tidus lost his breath and his ability to move, lying motionless on the ground. Calmly, Jecht approached and stood over him, a look of regret on his face.

"I love you son. I know it's too little, too late, but that's the truth of it. I just wanted you to know that, and that I'm sorry."

Tidus became aware of a light in the sky above and thought it was the dawn for a moment. But the brighter it got he realized that it was right over Besaid Island. People began emerging from their huts, looking up in the sky, wondering what in the world it could be. The wind began kicking up, the waves grew larger, and the night sky, glittering with stars only a moment before, was now covered over with dark storm clouds.

Getting to his feet, Tidus was trying to make out where the stong, orange light was coming from. What he saw stunned him. A giant, flying creature, with wings stretching far over the island and a body none too different from Sin, with the exception of a enormous eye on it's belly from which the light was coming from.

"What is that?" Tidus cried out, the wind now strong enough to nearly drown out his voice.

Jecht was also looking upwards, no cocky grin on his face, no smart remark coming out of his mouth. He only said one word. "Death."

In that moment a thin beam of light shot out of the enormous eye, hitting the center of Besaid Island. It made a sound similar to thunder, but it didn't stop. It was dark red in color, then slowly got lighter and lighter as the beam grew. Everything the beam touched disintegrated into nothing, living or not. The island began to shake violently, on the verge of collapse.

Tidus was horrified at the sight. If that thing kept it up, everything would be destroyed…everything…

No!

"Yuna!" He cried.

He was running as fast as he could, catching sight of her as she stood outside their home, looking, not in the sky, but for him. The beam was much bigger now, the mountains were gone, and now the village along with the temple was next. Yuna was crying out of fear, confusion, and loss, unable to understand why this was happening. As Tidus drew nearer, calling out her name, he caught her attention.

"Tidus." She said, catching sight of him far away by the ocean.

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(The last time I saw Yuna, she was looking right at me, afraid of what was happening. She tried to come to me, reaching out for me to be at her side. I ran as fast as I could, but it was like a nightmare; the harder I tried the slower I seemed to become. Then the beam of energy grew larger, swallowing Yuna, our friends, our home in an instant.)

(I couldn't believe it. There was no way that Yuna and the others were dead, gone after this thing simply appeared in the sky and wiped them away. I would never accept that.)

(No way!)

(NO WAY!)

(Strong arms grabbed me, forcing me in the other direction. I didn't realize it was my old man, trying to save my life. I fought back, trying to tear free, but he would let go. I'm not sure what happened next, beause the next thing I knew we were appeared to be flying over the ocean, and I was seeing the Island of Besaid in the distance being wiped out of existence. But the beam was still getting bigger. And the more it grew, the faster it would get. It seemed like all Spira was being destroyed by this thing. I must've been in shock because I can't remember much after that.)

(Pretty soon all was white.)

(All was gone.)

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"s..?"

….

….

"Son?"

Startled, Tidus opened his eyes and sat up with a jolt, looking around him. Jecht was by his side, making sure he was alright. His father started to say something, but he wasn't hearing him. It was with dread that Tidus realized that what he remebered hadn't been a dream. It had happened. It had all been real. Yuna, Wakka, Lulu, Vidina, Rikku and Paine, they were all dead.

"Weren't listening, eh?" Jecht let out a sigh. "Can't say I blame ya. Yer head must be pretty messed up right now."

"You-!" Tidus punched his father across the jaw, hard enough to make him stumble backwards a few steps, but not enough to make him fall. Tidus kept it up, hitting him as many times as he could, yelling. "Why'd you do that!? We were happy! Finally we get to be together and be happy, all of us! Why did you kill them? Why her? Why Yuna?! WHY!?!"

Jecht gave him a backhand, which knocked Tidus to the ground. The young man burst into tears, his head hung low to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. The older man didn't make any crybaby jokes, no mocking taunt or stabbing remark. He simply let his boy cry.

Time past, and Tidus was still drowning in his tears. He had always believed that if there was hope, anyone could battle their way through anything, stand up to everything, win no matter what…

Never had he felt so powerless, so angry, so sad in all his life. He grew quiet, his emotions stirring in a painful mix deep within him. They all gave birth to a new one, one which he never felt before but knew was similar to hate. This emotion conjured up thoughts of pain and malice, which he seemed to enjoy. Tidus was, for the first time in his life, experiencing revenge.

"Why didn't you kill me too?" He asked his father.

"What?" Jecht hadn't heard him, having lost himself in his own mind as his boy had cried.

Tidus stood up, eyes red, fists clenched, breath short. "Did you save me just so that I could feel this…this…pain! Are you getting a kinda fix out of it? Well, are you?"

Then Tidus saw his father do something so typical he thought he was going to explode with rage. His dad laughed.

"Me? Oh yeah, ya got me! I just couldn't wait to get back with payback, son! Ya figured me out, can't slip one past your all seein', all undertandin' eyes. Guess what, I ain't done either. Wanna see my next trick?"

Tidus yelled and threw himself at his father, whose sword suddenly appeared in his hand and was at Tidus' throat in a heartbeat. The blond man froze, the clod, razor sharp edge caressing his jugular.

"I ain't the villian, kid. I just saved yer life. Don't worry, I wasn't expecting a thank you."

"Why did you?"

"Look around." Jecht said dismissively. "Notice something?"

He did, all was black, pitch black, with no horizon, no sky, light source or signs of life. Other than the two of them, there was absolutly nothing else in existance. No, there was something. A thick mist, reaching halfway up their knees surrounded them, but it didn't seem to stretch out for more than a half-dozen meters.

"Where are we?" Tidus asked in a soft voice.

His father, instead of answering, looked upward. Tidus did the same same sucked in a breath when he saw what it was. A man adorned in pure white, his cloak, shirt, pants, hair and all, floated above them. Three large, gray horns protruded from his forhead, with two smaller ones inbetween. He had an odd sword strapped to the back of his waist, and a belt holding a series of small glass bottles, each containing what looked like harvested mist. A dark gray mask concealed his nose and the lower part of his face. He looked intimidating, being high above them, his arms crossed over his chest, his blue eyes seeming to burn with a power unknown to either father or son.

"I am Makenshi." The man declared. "And I am here to save your world."

A/N I know this isn't typical Dissidia material. Think of it was a retelling of the story. While waiting for the game I guessed at what the plot could be. When the game was released with a cool sotry of it's own, I thought it would be cool to write mine. For those of you unfimiliar with the name Makenshi, he's from the tv series Final Fantasy: Unlimited. He was my favorite.

I'll try to update often. But it will be a challenge. Please review and give me your thoughts, good or bad.