I think it should be obvious that I don't own the rights to Final Fantasy X-2. This is all just a bit of harmless fun.

Prologue

You wanna know something weird? When I was travelling with Yunie on her pilgrimage I visited a lot of interesting places. I've stood at the top of Mount Gagazet and looked out over the ruins of the lost city of Zanarkand. I've fought my way through the fiend-infested tunnels of Bevelle's secret underwater prison. I've soared through the sky on a thousand-year-old Machina… Heck, I've even wandered around inside Sin and lived to tell the tale! Most normal Spirans wouldn't even dream of seeing the places that I've seen and yet, one place I'd never, ever visited – well, till a few days ago, at least – is the Temple at Djose.

Bet that surprised you, huh? It surprised me too when the thought first struck me as Gippal, his entourage (as he likes to call them) and I made our way down the long and winding road which connects the South Bank of the Moonflow to Djose. I mean, I've been to Baaj Temple and Remiem Temple for Yevon's sake! What sane person, let alone an Al Bhed, has been there? But really, when I think about it, I'd never had a good reason to go to Djose temple until recently. Before the Eternal Calm started it was suicidal for an Al Bhed to visit a Temple of Yevon (as if they would want to!) and I didn't join Yunie's party until after the Moonflow, remember? By then she'd already prayed to Ixion's Fayth and secured the Aeon's assistance for the duration of her pilgrimage. We had absolutely no good reason to go back to there.

And, you know, if things had stayed that way it would have suited me just fine. I could have lived quite happily having never, ever set foot near that Yevon damned place. I probably never would have if it weren't for Gippal and his new business venture. And let me tell you, if I could have predicted the future back then and learned of what hell hole that innocent little trip to Djose would ultimately lead me to I would avoided that Temple like a Flan Amarillo avoids the beach at high tide.

But unfortunately for both myself and Gippal I can't predict the future and I certainly can't turn back time.

Which leads me to now. I really do have a talent for getting myself into the worst possible situations, you know? And this time I'm not in it alone. I've managed to drag that damned Gippal down with me. Things couldn't possibly be any worse.

I hated the Thunder Plains before all of this happened. I really hate them now.

It's funny really. It was supposed to turn out the other way around…

A/N: I'm aware that this was a very short and confusing introduction. I know that it doesn't make sense yet but I intended it to be that way and I assure you that things will become clear when the true story begins in the next (and much longer) update.

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And look, Pailay, I finally started updating! :D