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Author's Notes: Nothing to say about this chapter really. I think its pretty self explanatory.


TWISTED DESTINY
by akksgurl
Chapter Twenty-One: Revenge of the Blitz

"You stay away from me!" she shouted for at least the fifteenth time since rushing passed him outside of the cave. Her cheek didn't sting anymore, but she didn't care about that. It was the simple fact that he'd hit her that infuriated her; not any threat of pain.

"Yuna! Please!" he shouted behind her, his feet scuffing against the dirt path, "Just let me explain!"

She shook her head violently and broke into a run to increase the distance between them. She had thought she'd lost him when she'd made it to the boat and he hadn't, but he just got on the one immediately after. She had been grateful that nobody was at the beach when they had landed in Besaid and he'd resumed his chase. She didn't want to deal with anybody right now. She just wanted to be left alone to think.

She was within sight of the entrance to Besaid when she felt his hand on her shoulder. He spun her around to face him. He was too strong for her to push away, "Please, will you listen to me!"

"Let me go!" she shouted, clenching her fists and hitting him in the chest. He didn't have a reaction but she tried again and again, "I don't want to listen to you!"

"There a problem here, ya?" Yuna stopped struggling and Tidus loosened his grip when Wakka's voice was heard. She spun out of Tidus' grasp and turned to her oldest friend who was eyeing Tidus quizzically. He wrapped his arm protectively around Yuna's shoulder, "You okay, ya?"

Yuna nodded, "Yes. I just…" she paused, not sure if she wanted to tell Wakka what had happened or not. She still loved Tidus. She didn't want Wakka to murder him. She bit her lip and then smiled serenely at Wakka, "Just a little fight, that's all. I'd just like to be alone."

Wakka nodded, "Okay. You just go ahead." He turned to Tidus and said to Yuna, "He and I are just gonna have a little talk."

Yuna felt her worry forming in her gut, but ignored it and walked into town. Maybe if Wakka got on Tidus about manhandling her, he'd leave her be until she could decide what she wanted to do.

She was grateful that the guest hut was empty and quiet. She let the curtain fall into place behind her and collapsed onto the nearest bed in exhaustion. Her eyes stared at the ceiling of the hut while her hand absently played with the place on her chin that had become intimately acquainted with Tidus' fist. Why had he done that? She hadn't done anything to deserve it, and even if she had that didn't give him the right to hit her. It was like he wasn't himself for those few seconds. It was like she was looking into someone else's eyes. And then just as quickly, he was back to himself and the remorse in those blue depths was obvious. But did he really mean it, or was he just saying that he did?

Yuna groaned and sat up. This wasn't getting her anywhere. Reminiscing about it wasn't going to solve it. She needed to decide if it was a deal breaker or not. Was his hitting her enough reason for her to never want to see him again? She couldn't quite answer that. It would have been one thing if she'd had no doubt in her mind that he'd hit her because he was just an inch away from being an abuser, but that's not what she thought. She wasn't quite sure what she thought, but she knew she didn't believe he was a woman-hitter by nature.

No…something had happened in that cave. Something that scared him. Something that changed him. He'd been her beloved Tidus before he'd gone in and when he'd come out he'd been confused and angry. But what could have happened? It just didn't make any sense. It was an abandoned cave. Aside from his being claustrophobic, there should have been nothing in there that would have scared him so badly that he became slightly disoriented and angry.

It just didn't make any sense.

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"What you and Yuna fightin' about?" Wakka asked him, taking a step closer and crossing his arms over his large chest.

Tidus shrugged, "Just a misunderstanding." He replied. It was the truth, after all. He didn't understand why he'd hit her and neither did she.

"She seemed pretty upset wit' you."

She was, but Tidus wasn't going to admit that to Wakka, "We'll work it out." He said instead.

"You stay away from her for now, ya. She wants to be alone."

Tidus opened his mouth to respond but suddenly realized he was turning to walk in the other direction, back from where he'd come. He heard Wakka call after him and his mouth responded with, "Yeah, I'll leave her be." Before he realized his brain had registered to respond. It was the strangest feeling Tidus had ever had before. It was as if he was a passenger inside his own body and he didn't quite know why. He watched helplessly as he made his way back down to the beach and climbed aboard the ship bound for Luca.

"Where you heading to?" an older man standing by the railing asked Tidus.

Tidus' body stopped and he felt his mouth forming a sweet smile, "Bevelle."

The older man nodded in understanding, "Gonna join the Yevon movement then?"

Tidus heard his voice say, "Yeah, something like that."

"Nice to see young folk taking an interest in religion." The old man replied with a small smile, "Doesn't happen often enough for my tastes."

"I know what you mean." Tidus' voice replied, his hands reaching to grip the railing, "Spira is just sinful. Something needs to be done to fix that."

The man nodded in agreement, "Absolutely. Couldn't agree more." He stopped and looked over his shoulder and then gave a small smile, "My wife is signaling for me to get over there. Been nice talking to ya."

"Nice talking to you too." Tidus' voice replied as the man walked away. The sun shone in Tidus' eyes and he realized the only thing he still had slight control over were his eyelids as he shut them briefly until his hand was lifted against his will to shield his eyes from the sun. Then his eyelids were forced open again and Tidus felt his mouth forming a smile, "Yes…Spira needs to be punished and I know just what to do."

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Auron had never liked Besaid very much. He preferred large cities like Luca or Zanarkand. Besaid was always too quiet for his liking. Braska had loved it though. That's why he'd chosen that tiny town for Yuna to live out her life. Auron supposed Besaid was a good choice for Yuna. At least it got her away from Bevelle and the throng of followers excited about her father's defeat of Sin. The crowds would have eaten the then 7 year old Yuna alive.

He cast his eyes toward the guest hut whose curtain was still drawn down. He knew something was bothering Yuna and he was willing to bet it had something to do with Tidus. He'd seen Wakka approach the pair while they were engaged in some sort of an argument. Yuna had walked away and into the hut and Tidus had stiffly walked back toward the beach. Auron had been tempted to follow Yuna into the hut and find out what was wrong, but decided against it. He wasn't about to try and patch up a relationship he didn't agree with in the first place. If those two were combusting, then that's just the way it was. Auron couldn't care less. Sure, he didn't want Yuna hurting, but he also didn't want her with Tidus. In the end, she'd be better off.

"Whatcha thinkin' about, Auron?" came Rikku's chirpy voice from just behind him. Auron found it mildly amusing that the sprite little blonde wasn't calling him 'sir' like most people did. Perhaps she realized that he didn't deserve the designation.

"I'm just concerned about Yuna."

"Her and Tidus have a fight?" Rikku asked, moving to stand on Auron's right, "Wakka said something about them arguing earlier."

Auron shrugged, "I'm not sure. It appears so."

"They'll be fine." Rikku said confidently, smirking up at him, "True love always wins out in the end."

Auron stifled a grimace. True love. Hah! He didn't believe in it, but to Rikku he simply nodded, "Yes, I suppose so." He frowned back at the closed curtain again. Yuna was much like her father. When something got Braska down, he'd close off for a while and not want to see anyone. The same was said for Yuna. She was brave to a fault and stubborn, but when the cards were down she was also a very private person, happier to wallow in self-pity than allow herself to look weak in the eyes of others. Auron voiced his thoughts to Rikku.

She nodded, "Yeah, I guess so. She's always been like that."

Auron lifted a brow, "How would you know?" he asked her, "You've only known her since her pilgrimage." That's what Yuna had told him at least. How could Rikku claim that Yuna had 'always been' anything?

It was Rikku's turn to look confused, "You okay, Auron?" she asked, lifting her hand to his forehead, "You're not getting sick are you?"

"Absolutely not!" he snapped, pushing her hand away, "Don't touch me."

"Tch…fine." Rikku sneered with a roll of her green eyes, "You're a weird one, that's for sure." She bit her lip in thought before saying, "What's a pilgrimage?"

Auron gaped at Rikku for several minutes while the young blonde stared back at him with true sincerity in her eyes. Finally, he managed, "What do you mean…what's a pilgrimage?"

"Exactly what I said." She replied.

"But…but…you…" he stopped and lowered his eyes to his feet. Could it be? He lifted his eyes again, "Yuna's pilgrimage to defeat Sin." He stated.

"Sin?" Rikku crinkled her nose in confusion, a move that may have appeared cute if Auron found her in the slightest bit attractive which he most certainly did not, "What's Sin?"

Auron was stunned into silence, but Rikku was not and after a few seconds perked up, "I get it! You're trying to fool me into thinking I don't know my cousin as well as I think I do." She punched his shoulder playfully, "You're a sly one, Auron. You almost had me going!"

Auron didn't say anything as Rikku turned and skipped happily back into Wakka's hut and let the curtain fall into place behind her. He didn't move for several long seconds until he finally figured out how to get oxygen to his brain.

It was happening.

The change in the future brought on by their defeat of Sin in the past. It was happening. The changes were catching up to them. He glanced quickly at Yuna's hut and shrugged. It was important for her to know, but she probably wasn't in the presence of mind to deal with the information. He'd tell her later, after he was certain.

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It was still strange to be a passenger inside of his own body, but Tidus was slowly getting used to it. He found himself entering the Macalania Forest and bearing to the right and then the left again. There were two guards standing near the exit of Macalania Forest, but the person controlling his body didn't find them the slightest bit of an inconvenience. The sickening crack of their heads slamming together made Tidus feel a bit queasy and wish he had control over his vomiting reflexes. He just wished he had control over something.

The paths of Macalania gave way to a large and colorfully tiled bridge that led to the largest building Tidus had ever seen. It looked different than it had 1000 years ago. There was a fresh coat of red paint on the walls and it looked as though it had gotten a slight expansion, but he recognized it instantly.

Bevelle…

And it was then that Tidus realized who was in control of his body. The memories came flying back at him. Seeing his brother's ghost, hearing his voice, feeling Shuyin taking his body over. The anger he felt, the fury. And now Shuyin was in total control and there was nothing Tidus could do to stop him. He couldn't even control his own voice.

Shuyin guided them to the main double doors of Bevelle and in. They passed the priests as if they'd been there a hundred times before. Shuyin bore to the right and activated a beam of light and then went to the far left to change the direction of the elevator.

"Ready?" he whispered and Tidus knew he was talking to him but he wasn't able to respond. Even if he'd wanted to, he didn't know what he'd say. Yeah, sure, bring on the destruction? That didn't sound very convincing.

The elevator descended once Shuyin moved them onboard. It was a sick feeling of déjà vu this traveling into the underground of Bevelle. There was only one reason Shuyin would be going here and that was the one reason Tidus couldn't bring himself to consider. Shuyin wasn't evil. He was just angry and confused. He couldn't do this to Spira. He just couldn't.

Right?

"What are you doing down here?" Shuyin stopped and turned around and Tidus saw a tall man with platinum blonde hair eyeing them quizzically, "This is no place for visitors. You need to leave."

Tidus' head nodded in acquiescence, "Of course. My mistake." He said, taking a few short steps back toward the elevator. The platinum blonde man turned to keep his eye on him. Tidus could feel the eyes watching, but Shuyin obviously didn't care. As he came within a step of the elevator, he spun around and slammed his fist into the man's face, momentarily catching him off guard. Shuyin took advantage of the situation and broke into a run down the hallway in the opposite direction.

Tidus heard footsteps behind them and the man shouting, "Stop! Intruder!" but he knew before anything happened that Shuyin wasn't going to stop. He made a hard left into a smaller corridor and kept going but the other man wasn't giving up.

Tidus suddenly recognized the route Shuyin was on. It was the direct route to Vegnagun's home, providing that Vegnagun was still there. Tidus prayed it wasn't, but his prayers were quickly squashed when Shuyin burst through the double doors and came to a stop just in front of the collasus.

"Put your hands where I can see them."

Shuyin turned his head slightly and Tidus saw the platinum blonde standing a few feet behind them with a gun in his hands. He had flanked on either side of him six soldiers of Bevelle.

Shuyin sighed resignedly and lifted his hands, turning slowly to face them, "I won't let them kill you too, Ti," He muttered under his breath, "but this isn't over yet."

But oh how Tidus prayed it was.

The next several hours went by in a blur. Tidus found himself suddenly back in control of his body as he was pushed and poked and prodded during his jailing process. Fingerprints were taken, personal affects were examined, and body cavities were scrutinized. Finally, after sheer hell for what felt like an eternity, the jailer shoved him into a small cell, "We'll let one person know where you are. Got any requests?"

Tidus supposed that was the Spira equivalent of one phone call and he frowned. He really didn't want to do this, but he had nobody else, "Yuna Brewar." Yuna was going to be so angry at him for getting her involved in this mess.

The guard nodded, "Where does she live?"

"What?" Tidus asked in confusion, "Do you live under a rock or something? Yuna. Lady Yuna. Besaid's Lady Yuna."

The guard shrugged and turned to walk away, calling over his shoulder before he disappeared down the hall, "I don't care what you call your girlfriend. If she's in Besaid, I'll let her know."

Tidus sat down on the hard cot to the left of his cell and put his head in his hands. This wasn't the first time he'd been in jail. He'd spent several nights there after getting into a drunken brawl at a Zanarkand Abes after party the year he'd joined the team. It wasn't something he liked to remember, but it was also something that was going to help him should have find himself trapped here for a while.

He rubbed his temples and sighed. It was really bothering him that the man didn't know exactly where Yuna lived. Could it be that she really wasn't originally from Besaid? Did she live with Seymour in Guadosalam? He bit his lip. He didn't have time to be jealous right now. He needed to just stay calm so that when he got out of here he could explain to Yuna exactly what had happened and then she could help him.

"I thought I recognized your voice."

Tidus lifted his head and saw Seymour sneering down at him. Tidus sighed, "Great…perfect…wonderful."

"Breaking into Bevelle isn't exactly the smartest move. Baralai told me you assaulted him too." He shook his head, "I told Yuna you were dangerous. Maybe she'll believe me now."

Tidus growled under his breath and stood, storming over to the bars, "Just get out of here! Rub it in elsewhere!"

Seymour made a strange face, sniffing the air like a dog before taking a step back, "Strange indeed."

"Excuse me?"

"We Guado are keen to the scent of the Farplane." Seymour replied, still eyeing Tidus.

"And that means…?"

Seymour didn't respond. Instead he moved down the hall for a moment and came back with the jailer, "Release him into my custody." The jailer looked momentarily confused but did as Seymour instructed. Tidus backed off as the door was opened, intending to make a break for it but he was stopped by the jailer who quickly shackled his hands behind his back and shoved him at Seymour. Seymour grabbed Tidus by his arm and shoved him along.

"What do you want?"

Seymour sniffed him again, "I'd like to know a few things, Tidus. And you're going to answer me. Whether you like it or not."