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A/N: I was going to post like 4 more chapters because I already have this written out but I had a great idea…Well, it sounded great to me so I have decided to rewrite it. You want to know what the idea is? Maybe later on. Thanks to my first and only reviewer, Moonshines Guide, hopefully the first of many. I also recommend reading her story A Summoner's Plight.

Zack: Stop talking and get on with it

-Zack can be seen running away from Ruby weapon-

Disclaimer: I own Zack, my own character but don't own anything Final Fantasy related. Wish I could own Ruby Weapon though.

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The Lost Book

Of Spira

When water fails, a monster from another element shall raise

To be challenged by 3 fallen from another world. Fire shall

raise to test the warriors, followed by ice and than finally

lightning. Once all elements are conquered shall Spira

finally achieve peace.

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Zack sighed loudly as his eyes slowly began to scan his surroundings. Stone ruins, sand, fiends, sand, odd looking posts and yet again, more sand. Zack moved down to grab the heavy object hanging from his waist, wrapping his fingers around a soft feeling handle. He pulled the object quickly, holding it with both hands; it was much lighter than he initially thought.

Zack's vision was briefly blurred. He attempted to squint his eyes to adjust to the sunlight before he could truly see the object. The sword was roughly four foot long and seemed to have a double blade (Almost like Kadaj's Souba in Advent Children) but there was also an attachment which could split the apparent double blade into two separate blades.

The first blade contained a criss-cross pattern going down the rim, a mix of black and dark red fusing down the blade. The second blade however was completely the opposite, a mix of white and light blue instead of the dark colours shown by the first blade. When both swords were bought together they seemed to cancel each other out.

Zack pushed the swords into one another before placing it back into its sheath.

Tidus started out at the Oasis but…I don't see any water around here and don't even know if this is before or after their encounter at Bevelle. If I was more of a nerd than I already am I might be able to read these Al Bhed sign posts but I only know curse words.

Zack laughed to himself as that thought, quickly gaining the attention of a nearby fiend. The Sand Wolf quickly ran along the sand, jumping to leap at the unaware victim.

Zack quickly drew his double bladed sword, turning quickly to swipe viciously at the fiend, his sword tabbing into the front of the sand wolf. The fiend fell and suddenly burst into pyreflies. Zack put 'Azazel and Sariel' back into the sheath.

No Gil…I always wondered how fiends dropped gil. Did they store it in their teeth or what?

Azazal and Sariel, the names of a devil and an angel. Zack decided that the names suited the opposite swords perfectly.

Zack than began to make his way north…or south, his sense of direction was absolutely awful but he decided that following the signposts would be the best way to go.

It had felt like hours before Zack finally reached a tent like shape among the sand, a cloth held on two stone objects. Fighting fiend after fiend had not helped, leaving him rather tired but only with a bruise here and there. Zack dropped himself down onto the sand, his breathing rate slowly dropping as he rested under the peaceful shade. He moved to lay down on the ground, groaning loudly

"Mhmp Ouch!"

Zack rubbed the back of his head softly before he turned his attention to a wooden box with golden carvings, half buried underneath the sand. He undid the latch with his right hand, the top of the chest almost springing upon. He leaned up, picking up a pouch with contained gold coins, referred to as gil. He attached the pouch to his belt, also picking up a small vial which contained a blue liquid.

I guess this is a potion or something…

Zack roughly shoved the vial into one of his pockets before getting up. He laughed to himself once again as he remembered the scene where Kimarhi attempted to climb up a very steep hill of sand. Zack drew his double bladed sword and separated them into two swords before he decided to journey again…He desperately needed water.

He made his way from under the 'tent' and began to journey again. He ran quickly to a small hill and climbed over it. Zack did not want to make contact with any fiends that were unnecessary. There it was. A big dome shape that reflected the light from the sun which made it seem to gleam beautifully. This is not the Home he recognized from the game.

A smirk was curving upon Zack's lips as he rapidly began to make his way towards this mystical looking dome. He sheathed his sword as he saw no potential danger and raised an eyebrow as he finally made his way to the apparent 'front door' of Home. He put his hands on his hips in a feminine way and stared at the door. His eyes landed on a small panel to the side with a retina scan. He sighed loudly as he brushed a hand through his hair.

What am I going to do now?

???: Fru yna oui? (Who are you?)

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A/N : Well, the second part to this story is finally here. If you can make sense of that first little book that I added than please review and take a guess ;)

Wait..Hold on just one minute.

I WANT HIS HEAD ON A POLE RUBY! GET HIM!

Sorry. Anyway, Rate and Review :D