A/N: I'm actually getting a bit more exciting about this, because I did have an original plot but it wasn't that good ... Anyway, I've changed it and it's way better than before! I finished writing chapter nine last night, and decided to start chapter ten straight away, so that's why they're being posted at the same time.

Disclaimer: I do not own, and am not a part of, Square-Enix and their produce!

This chapter is dedicated to trajik007. You reviewed chapter eight when I already had a dedication for chapter nine, so here's your dedication! I warn you, I'm rubbish at mushiness so don't expect a lot!

::What Happened Last Chapter::

"Invincible, my ass," I spat. The three of us walked around BBDG's dissolving body, to try and find our saviour. And our saviour was ... Bahamut's Fayth.

Homesick

"I knew I recognised that attack ... It was Mega-Flare," I said faintly.

"Indeed it was." the Fayth said floating at our eye level, "Since were no longer needed we returned to our human state, we have been drifting as pyreflies with every other soul in the Farplane. No longer needed by summoners, our strength has been diminishing. We may still be powerful by human standards, but no longer by our own. We saw what was happening and had to help. We're sorry we couldn't have come sooner, but the appropriate procedure that was crucial in defeating Trema was not a time-saving method. Our strength was no were near strong enough to kill Trema in one attack, which was necessary to ensure victory. No, it was by no means strong enough. Individually, that is. We combined our strength into one of us – namely, me – and fortunately that was enough to dispose of him, Trema."

"We're sorry to have caused you so much trouble. We ... got ourselves into the mess," Lillie said.

"Do not be sorry. The three of us, you helped us, in more ways than one. Firstly, you gave us, the previous Fayth, a position in life again. It was only for a few minutes, but it has certainly healed wounds deep beneath the surface. Years ago, when we were imprisoned in statues, we wanted to rest and we managed to. None of us would return to those statues, those temples, but helping people is something that will never leave us. Thank you."

"We're glad we could do that for you," I smiled. "Is it possible you could help us again?" The Fayth nodded in reply and I continued, "Do you know anything about Nemesis? Every piece of information will be helpful."

"Ah, yes. We heard your discussion earlier, before Trema arrived. Forgive us for the eavesdropping but we have all your answers. Firstly, Trema is, or was, Nemesis's first hand man. What Trema's job actually was we do not know, but he did help Nemesis escape. Secondly, Nemesis escaped through the hole on Djose Temple, which is why he attack there first. He did this when Lady Yuna and her companions were fighting Vegnagun. Our attention, the Fayth's, was focused on what was happening there, that we did not notice Nemesis escaping. He went to the Omega Ruins and discovered he could build a path into the farplane from there. The reason he went to the ruins were merely because nobody had been there since before Yu Yevon was destroyed. Thirdly, you are right about the holes being sealed up, and the Farplane entrance in Guadosalam still being guarded. The Fayth sealed those holes and we made sure nobody entered the Farplane. We wanted to keep Spira safe. Unfortunately, we have not done a incredibly good job. So, there are your answers."

"Thank you," I nodded.

"One more thing," the Fayth said, lowering to floor level and gazing up at us, "We heard you talk of a 'Final Fantasy X and X2'. You also sometimes said FFX and FFX2. Am I right in saying they are simply abbreviations on the original?"

"Uh, yes, they are ..." Martha said nervously.

"I would like to ask – what are these things you talk of?" And so we explained. We told the Fayth about the game being about Spira, what happened in both, how we had been sucked in after completing the game, and how we were now trapped in Spira, and didn't know how to get home. While we were speaking of those things, the Fayth stood there listening to our every word, believing what we said. It was also then, that I first realised just how homesick we all were. In the time we had been in Spira ... we had never thought of it as real life, we had thought of it as another game ... and then it really hit home. Where we ever going to returned in England?

::Aboard The Celsius::

After we had talked to the fayth, he transported us back to the Omega Ruins, besides our airship. We flew to Macalania in silence, me once again at the wheel. We left the airship near the Temple at the bottom of the lake, and walked into the deteriorating woods, still not uttering a word. It was only when we saw the airship Celsius waiting at the other end of the woods, near the thunder Plains, that a dared say anything.

"Will we ... ever get back ...?" I didn't expect an answer.

Lillie sighed, "I don't know, but I hope so."

"Yeah," we agreed.

As soon as we entered the Bridge of the airship Brother was on us quickly than a duck to water. He was screaming things at us in Al Bhed. Things that aren't suitable for a PG-13, but that's all I'll say.

"Lyms tufh, Brother, E's cina drao'ja kud y kuut ahuikr naycuh!" (Calm down, Brother, I'm sure they've got a good enough reason!) Buddy said, trying to stop Brother from bawling.

"Oayr nekrd," (Yeah right) Brother muttered under his breath but listened to us anyway.

We told everyone everything – well, almost everything. We told them about finding the path, then fighting the fiend Kyjiva, how we walked down the path to find it led past Omega's lair, next when we fell down the slide into the Farplane and our discussion about what might have happened, then Trema came (we didn't make our selves sound as pathetic as we really had been) and finally about the Fayth killing Trema and telling us what we needed to know. We didn't tell anyone about the last thing we'd talked to the Fayth about, besides Holly and Victoria, who we told while everyone else was talking about what we had found out.

"Where's Maechen?" I asked.

"Here I am," a voice said, obviously Maechen's. He was standing by the steps near Shinra's station. Apparently he had been on Mt. Gagazet (we had guessed Zanarkand. Oh well, not that far off!) and Baralai, Nooj and Gippal had found him. That was one hour after searching.

Anyway, Maechen had been listening to everything we had explained above, so there wasn't much to fill him in on. He had been told the lot about Nemesis attacking Djose Temple while the others had waited for Lillie, Martha and me (opps ...). Anyway, it turned out Maechen had some very interesting things to tell us.

"Where should I start?" Maechen said, as we all settled down into a comfy position. We could tell this was going to be a long one. "Nemesis lived about 200 years ago, an ordinary human, who went by the name of Lae. He did not have the most enjoyably life. Rather, it was the exact opposite. Sin destroyed his house, village, family and friends when he was only young. He left his village's ruins and set off for Luca, planning to just live on the streets until he could work. Instead, his was found by some monks who were visiting Luca to hear confessions of the local and pray for them. The monks took Lae to Bevelle and placed in him an orphanage. He hated it there, for obvious reasons, but he did not have long to think about it's bad points as he was adopted almost straight away by an elderly couple. He despised living with them just as much, but under the law of Yevon he was their child now and had to stay, at least until he was past a certain age. When he became the required age, eighteen, he left Bevelle and went back to Luca, trying to find a job. A few years later he was working in a market stall for extremely low pay. His neighbours despised him and so did his customers, the reason for that was Lae had become an awfully violent man. He loathed people as must than they loathed him back. Even more, perhaps. Eventually, Lae got sick of being hated – he never once considered it was his fault – and did the one thing he felt was right. He became a fayth. He detested Sin more than people so it was an excellent idea to him. But soon he learnt that being a Fayth was not all glory. The Summoners took all the fame and he was never thought of as worth anything. It angered him greatly. One day, the worst happened. Some trouble-making teenagers decided to take his fayth from the Temple of which he rested and hide it, just like somebody had done to the aeon Yojimbo. This was different, though. With Yojimbo, he was hidden so Summoners could not train and there for would not go on their pilgrimage, but with Lae's aeon ... it was simple because nobody liked him. Ever since, he was lost, not one Summoner or person discovered him again. Why, even I don't know where he was placed! But when you, Lady Yuna and your guardians, defeated Yu Yevon he was realised with the others, and sent to the Farplane. However, revenged, I'm sure, still lingered in his mind, and from what you have told me I'm not wrong."

A/N: So, what did you think? You don't know how many times I re-wrote Lae's (aka. Nemesis) past. About five times, I think! Please review now!