"What the hell happened? Holy shit! What is that? Where am I?" Cid looked around and quickly jumped out of the way of a funny looking vehicle that was coming toward him.
'Well I'm not in Cosmo Canyon anymore' he thought.
Making one 360° turn he noticed that none of his friends were with him. He was alone, wherever he was. It was very warm and he noticed funny looking trees, and those strange vehicles.
"Cool outfit man." someone said behind him.
Cid turned to face a young dark skinned man.
"Looking sharp, but what is with that staff?" the young man asked him.
"Touch it and I'll show you, but you may not survive it." Cid threatened the stranger.
"Easy man, I was just asking. Keep your shirt on."
"Where am I?" Cid decided to find the most important answer first.
"Whaddya mean oldtimer? This is L.A."
"What is L.A?" demanded Cid. Now the young man stared at him. "You an alien or something? L.A. man. Ok Los Angeles in California."
"What is an alien and what the hell is California?" Cid just felt more confused by the answers he had been given.
The man started to laugh, but stopped a few seconds later because Cid had taken a step forward and now held him by the neck.
"Tell me you son of a bitch or you'll die"
The man nodded. Cid let go of his neck but held him by the front of his shirt. "Ok ok take it easy. You are here in the city of Los Angles in the state of California. California is a part of the United States of America. And an alien is someone who is not born in America or someone not from our planet called Earth."
And with this the young man took off running because Cid had let go of him.
Cid was not on Gaia anymore.
Yuffie had made the same realization. She opened her eyes to find herself standing on a square in a strange city. There were people everywhere, most of them drunk by the looks of them, and they were dressed very oddly too. 'There must be some kind of celebration going on here' she thought and started to walk around to find out more about her situation.
"Great costume you've got cutie." someone said.
"Call me cutie one more time and you die." Yuffie hissed at the two men staring at her.
"Bill did you hear what she said?" asked one to the other. "Cutie, kiss me and you get some beads." the other slurred at the ninja.
"You try that and you'll find out what pain is." Yuffie started to draw her Conformer. In this moment a few more men arrived.
"Oh ho a beauty! Show us your boobs for beads!" one of them said. Yuffie exploded. In a furry of fists and feet she sent the men flying, not one of them got up again. Then she felt a hand on her shoulder. Turning to kick this newcomer's ass, she faced a man in a funny looking uniform.
"Now girl, first of all what is someone your age doing here, and second, how did you do that?" with this he pointed toward the unconscious men.
"I am Yuffie, a ninja from Wutai" Yuffie declared. "And what about my age?"
"Hm, drunk and underage! You come with me. I have to call your parents."
"I am not drunk and I am not coming with you. I have to find my friends."
"Young lady, you are coming with me. I don't know how you did what you did to those men, but you can't be out at Mardi Gras in New Orleans this late at night."
To find out where she was and what had happened, Yuffie went with the man.
Tifa sat in a cell fuming. "Let me out or else!" she screamed.
"Relax hun. They'll let you out tomorrow when you give them your stats. So take it easy." This came from the woman who was in the same cell as Tifa.
Tifa studied her. The woman was wearing a very short skirt, shorter than Tifa's, and a tight shirt. Her Make-up was heavy too and she was chewing something. Tifa also noticed her cellmate was wearing very high heels. She decided to find out what happened.
Five minutes after Tifa appeared in a group of woman, some uniformed men had grabbed her and thrown her into an armored car with the other woman. Then she ended up in this cell.
"Where am I?" Tifa asked the woman.
"In jail, where else?"
Tifa sighed, this would not be easy. "well ma'am, I am not from here, so can you please tell me where exactly I am?"
"Oh, you're a foreigner or something, sorry hun. You are in a jail in San Francisco. You got arrested because those cops thought you were a prostitute, because of the way you dress."
"A PROSTITUTE!" screamed Tifa. Calming down a little she asked again. "Ma'am, sorry to bother you but..."
"Oh I can tell by your accent you're not from here. Sweetie, San Francisco is a city in the U.S. So where are you from?"
"Edge." muttered Tifa, now wondering what the U.S. was.
On a beach stood Vincent staring out at the water, pondering the situation he found himself in.
'I'm not in Cosmo Canyon anymore; bringing those materia together must have moved us to the ends of the continents. Now we know what we can do with them.' Then Vincent spotted something on the water.
Two men dressed in colorful outfits were standing on the water. He watched them, intrigued. One of the men came up to the beach carrying some type of large oval shaped board.
"hmm, so he can float or walk on water using that board." Vincent muttered. The second man fell into the water, and he too used a board. The man on the beach came up to Vincent and stared at him.
"Cool dude, but don't you sweat in that outfit?" he asked. Vincent only understood half of what the man said; he had a funny accent.
"May I ask where I am?"
"Sure dude, you are in San Diego, home of some of the best waves. By the way, I'm Jonny, what's your name?"
"Vincent" replied the former Turk. "I'm not from around here. Where exactly is San Diego? I am lost."
"Vinny my man, I noticed your accent. San Diego is in California in the beautiful US of A, the best place on Earth."
"May I ask you one more thing?"
"Sure dude, go ahead."
"Why did you look at me as though you've never someone dressed as I am?"
"Well I haven't, only in movies. In Hollywood or L.A. you'll be fine, but somewhere else? Who knows?"
"Thank you for your answers, I have to look for my friends now." Vincent knew what he had to do.
