Epilog:

The stadium in Luca was packed. Guards patrolled the area, making sure people didn't do something stupid. Things HAD changed.

A blue haired man sat in the crowd, not reacting with screams when Yuna appeared. The song started, but that wasn't why he was here. And he could tell that it wasn't Yuna on the stage, he'd spent a lot of time with her, he knew her too well.

No one was aware (besides him, and three others – well, more than that, if you counted pokemon) that there was a four legged form floating by the walls. Actually, the former guardian had a hard time seeing it as well, but he had enough experience with his partner to know where he was.

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A guard tapped the Al Bhed woman who was gate crashing. She smiled, and then punched him.

Another guard noticed, and tried to help. As he ran up the stairs, he tripped over an outstuck foot.

He turned to the offending individual, intending to kick his or her ass for that. The guy smiled at him – though the smile had so much malice in it, it was alarming. The guard drew his baton, but the blue haired guardian struck first, with a punch that seemed to start a meter behind him, and sent the guard flying.

He waved over at the Al Bhed woman, who shot him a dazzling smile in return. She'd counted on him showing up, no matter what she said. And he'd back them up, if things got too bad.

Then he took his seat again. He'd promised not to interfere unless things got really bad. And he'd know if things got bad.

Though it was amusing, some of the things that had happened. He'd recharged his pokedex (Lulu had managed to figure out the trick to it), and Yuna had gotten a present from him (though that present had been useful, in cutting off her teasing). Now, both cousins were pokemon trainers.

Actually, every one of Yuna's guardians (that still lived… or existed) had received a pokemon, suited to their personalities. Even Wakka.


Sandstone: Well, this is the end for awhile.

Luin: The only characters that Sandstone can claim are myself, Ashley, and Chris, who showed up in that song-thing on Besaid. Personalities of the pokemon are his as well.

Sandstone: Everything else isn't mine. Pokemon belong to Nintendo and whatever, FF-10 isn't mine, and neither are the references to .Hack, and I'm probably forgetting a few things, but odds are, they aren't mine.

Luin: How long until the next story?

Sandstone: Months, if not a full year. I found a good script, but I've got to deal with a lot of stuff. Anyway, thanks to all the readers who cared enough to comment on the story. The sequel will be named Winds of Hope, unless that name gets taken. Until then, live long and don't die. :)