Disclaimer: To hell with the disclaimer, you know I don't own anything!

Oh, yeah, before I forget, if you read this, please review. Not because it raises my non-existent self esteem (I swear, if one more person calls me an insane Avril wannabe…), but because I want to know if anyone BESIDES Shad reads this. Even if you just say something like "Moo" that is of no assistance to me what so ever.

I went over some of the errors in this chapter. Hopefully it makes more sense now (but of course not too much, because the entire point of it is to confuse the reader. Just not this much).

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They did it. I smile. The couple most in love in all dimensions finally proved it to each other.

They have helped in the destruction of life as they know it…

And it they have no clue.

This is absolutely priceless. The only thing I can think of that will be better is the helpless look of fear and guilt on their faces when they find out that they are the reason all their family and friends are suffering, dying.

Oh, I can't wait!

I lie on my stomach, gazing into the smoky orb before me. My short, sloppily cut hair slides into my black eyes, obstructing my view of the small orb in front of me, a look of cruel amusement on my face. I shove the few strands away, concentrating on the scene. One of the boy's friends is reprimanding him for the night before. I watch them for a little while, but I lose interest when his friend smiles. I sigh. Nothing else here that'll interest me for a while. I switch my sight spell back to my other unknowing assistant. She is sitting at her kitchen table, getting the same treatment her lover had received. This is distinctly more amusing.

The woman with long, black hair (I learned her name was Lulu months ago) is standing near a stove and yelling at my girl, who looks like she is about to cry. The blonde Al Bhed girl (What exactly does "Al Bhed" mean, anyway?) called Rikku is sitting near her cousin, trying to calm her friends down. Yuna stands and looks at Lulu with a cold glare. I see her mouth form the words "I'll do what I want with who I want," and leave, angry. I smile. Already my powers are beginning to take over her mind; from what I've seen of her, she would never have said that otherwise. And I've been watching her, studying her, for years. Not that she's noticed.

At first, I was only watching because I was curious. I wondered how humans dealt with grief when my mortal mother died. I was looking through all dimensions containing humans, observing, and then I found Yuna. Yuna, a girl whose mother died before she could remember and father left to fight the most terrible evil their planet had ever seen and never made it back. I figured she would never be the same when she found that her father, the only family she knew, had died.

But I was wrong. Instead of being afraid, or sad, she was stronger, more determined. When the evil her father had died to stop returned, she began working to defeat it.

This girl fascinated me. I could watch her for days straight and not see any sign of fear or sadness. I began to study her, looking into the lives of those around her to find out more about her.

It was only when she met this boy, this Tidus, and she realized she was in love with him, did I figure out how I could use her to my advantage.

You see, I'm going to take over all dimensions.

But there are a couple things I have to do first. If there wasn't, any old demon or human could use the powers of the Fates to gain absolute control, and where would the fun be in that?

One of those things has to do with the couple most in love in all of time and space. I could tell you what I have to do with them, but I think I want to make you wait.

How stupid of me! I haven't even properly introduced myself yet. My name is Lilith. I am named after the first demon, the one who gave birth to every evil in all dimensions. My father was one of the first. His power was great, greater than any I've yet to witness.

But he fell in love with a human.

And I'm the result.

I live in Reaoren, one of the hell dimensions. It's extremely overpopulated. I'm the only one who can switch between dimensions, as far as I know. I could leave, but I don't. I don't know why, so don't ask. Even if I did know, who says I'd tell you?

Not only demons live here. Some humans do, as well, if you could call it living. They're constantly being tortured, raped, or killed off by the residing demons. No one here knows I'm half human, and I'll keep it that way, thank you very much. That is, until I take over.

I'm not doing this for myself, you know. I'm doing it to prove the worth of half-breeds all over the multiverse. You see, half-breeds are looked down on more than humans are. If one were ruling the multiverse it would do wonders for their reputation.

So, you see? I'm not really all that greedy!

I turn my attention back to the orb in front of me. My hand hovers above it and I murmur a few words in a language whose entire dimension died out hundreds of thousands of years ago, and the room fills with sounds coming from the scene I am witnessing. I listen and watch intently. Yuna is in her room, looking out the window, glaring with an angry expression. She is perched on the edge of the little couch where she and Tidus had made love the night before. She falls own onto it, a sigh escaping her lips. She is staring into space, most likely thinking about Tidus. That boy. I do not like that boy. He is the one who interfered with my girl. He's the one who stole her from me. Of course, I like him a bit more since last night, now that he's helped me gain absolute control, but that doesn't mean I have to be eternally grateful to him, does it? Yuna was mine before she was his. Let it go on the record that I knew her first.

Suddenly, as though summoned by her thoughts, Tidus walks into the room. I glare at him as Yuna sits up and smiles. A few strides brings him to the couch she lays on. Yuna rests her head in his lap, still smiling. He strokes her hair, their eyes locked. All throughout this the couple hasn't said anything. They just look at each other, their eyes saying more than their lips ever could. It was in that second, when their eyes held so much love for each other, that I questioned what I was planning. I know it'll hurt my girl to be separate from him, and I don't want her to be… oh, what am I saying? I'm a demon! What do I care about the feelings of some mindless human? Well, I don't, so stop asking!

"Tidus," Yuna's voice comes out into my world, into my room, the first word from either of them. "What happened last night?"

"I… I don't know, Yuna. I couldn't control anything I did. I… I'm sorry," he looks away as he responds.

"You didn't do anything to be sorry for. I'm at just as much fault as you are here. It was scary, though. I mean, how neither of us could stop? It's like there was some other force at work."

"Yeah," Tidus says sarcastically. "Like hormones."

Yuna laughs and jabs him in the ribs. Then she grows serious. "No, but honestly, it felt like I was some sort of wild animal."

"You acted like one, too."

"Come on, Tidus! I'm serious! It feels like something's toying with us!"

I smile. My girl's smarter than I thought she was. Now, let's see if that dolt of a lover of hers gets the setup.

He sighs. "I know, Yuna. I can feel it, too." I snort. Sure you can. "But I don't think we should worry about it now. Maybe if it happens again, though, we should. The new libraries should have something about what's going on, right?"

"Right," Yuna agrees with a nod.

I sigh and wave my hand above the orb, which quickly turns into a ball of purple–gray smoke and dissipated. I turn over and lie on my back on the rough stone floor, the exposed skin on my back and legs feeling no pain from the substance they are used to. The room I'm in now is circular has a floor of black and red stone and was designed specifically to give the impression of brimstone. The walls are painted red with a textured paint, making it look like sand was thrown into the paint before use. The ceiling matches the floor, as it is made of the same substance and serves as the floor for the apartment above mine. I'm laying in the center of the room, staring at the stony ceiling and thinking about what's happening right now, but my thoughts turn to what's happening to me. What's wrong with me? Why do I feel so attached to Yuna? Is it just because I've been watching her for so long, or is there some other reason, one I'm failing or refusing to see? Am I… but no. That's impossible. I'm not… stop it. Stop thinking like that. But if I am… Quiet, brain, or I'll stab you with… with a sharp object! Almost grudgingly, my brain drops the subject. Yeah, that's what I thought.

That's the kind of thing that happens when you when you have nothing to do; you begin to carry out silent, or not so silent, conversations with yourself. I've gotten into a fight with myself before. It really amused my neighbors.

I sigh and stand, going over to the small hole in the wall some builder tried to pass off as a window. Outside me there are more apartment buildings crammed together like sardines. The narrow street is crowded with humans trying to avoid making eye contact with demons and demons waiting till some stupid human meets their eyes so they'll have an excuse to either kill them or rape them. I sigh and turn away from the window. My human curiosity suddenly clashes with vanity, and I conjure up a mirror, stealing it from some other dimension. I study my reflection. Like this, I look almost human, with my deep purple halter top and skirt made up of loose pieces of non-matching fabric. My deep purple hair is short and uneven at the moment, though I know I can change it at will. My eyes are black and currently bored. They usually have that appearance. They also can put most humans and weak demons to sleep if I wish them to. It's one of the many good things about being a half-demon. You can look normal for going into human-run dimensions but you still get demonic powers.

I groan quietly. There's never anything to do in this hellhole. No clubs, no humans who are actually looking for a fight, nothing. No source of entertainment at all.

I just plop down on the floor and summon another orb for continuing the study of my humans. No wonder everyone kills each other. There's nothing better to do.

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Wow. Sorry if absolutely nothing in that chapter made sense. I mean seriously. I wrote most of it at 4 am the other night, so…

The chapters are getting short again! Oh no!

Sorry about the major characteristic changes in Lilith. But, hey, her character design is kind of mood-swingy anyways, so…

Okay, so she isn't. I just made that up now.

E.N.

BTW: Qui-ti, in answer to your question (which quite literally took me aback mm, bad grammar), I'm thirteen. I feel so little. But hey, I'll be fourteen in… :counts on fingers: meh, no time soon. Five months. Gr. I feel so little.

(Edit in the rewriting: Now I'm almost fifteen! Hah! That's why it amused me so much when people said that this story shouldn't be PG-13)

(Edit in the rewriting of the rewriting: Oh God. I was so young and unskilled when I started this. Now I'm almost sixteen and a lot better, if I do say so myself.)