Ok sea monkeys! Here I am again, and so soon! Are you amazed? I am. I haven't had much time lately. Now I have time. Until Monday. So Sunday is being put to good use.

SO, some kid is talking to Rikku, and that damn light is rushing at her again. I wonder what in Spira is going on. Let's delve a little deeper. I hope you don't get claustrophobic…

FFX-2 isnt' mine. Never was. Don't sue me, Square Enix!

I know what you're thinking. That light threw me against something and caused even more trauma to my already battered and bruised body. That I can't get up again cause I hurt so much. And Damon the Turquoise Fox is unharmed whilest I'm turned into mush by a constant grinding against rocks of all shape and sizes.

Well, you guessed wrong.

Remember that kid that tried to talk to me, but talked to me in my head instead? (Heh, I rhymed! Gimme a break, I need to lighted up. Geeze.) He kept on looking at me. Didn't say anything else, just looked at me with sad eyes that made me want to cry more than ever. My point is that he kept on looking at me. Even when that light reached us, he kept on looking.

The light reached us, but it didn't touch us. That kid was doing something to keep it away. I looked away from his eyes a minute to see what was going on. There was some kinda bubble around us. It was bright blue, and looked as though it were glass or crystal or something. Anyways, I could see through it.

I watched all of the people around me gasp simultaneously (bet you didn't think I knew that word, did you?) and get…washed away. That's the only thing I can think of to describe what happened to them. One second they were there, and the next, they were wiped away in streaks from existence. One or two tried to turn and run, but it was useless. I could hear them screaming too. It lasted only a second, but all those people crying out at the same time and cut short after a moment is utterly depressing. Not as bad as that tainted wind, but it was bad enough, you know?

Speaking of that tainted wind, where did it go? I bet that kid is was keeping it away. How, I don't know. But hey, I'm no genius, so that's ok. At least it was gone, if only for a few seconds.

The light was just that, light. Bright, almost white light. I should have been blinded by it, but maybe the blue bubble around me was making that impossible. Again, I'm no genius. It was like a solid thing, which would explain why it threw me bodily around like a rag doll. But it didn't bother the dust on the floor or anywhere else. It bothered the buildings though.

I could see where the light broke them into what they are today. The windows shattered. Doors flung off hinges. Kids toys and trash cans and parts of buildings and moss were flying around before being destroyed or smashed against something. The only things that were made into streaks were living beings. People, dogs and cats, the occasional monkey and birds…all of them were wiped out.

As suddenly as it started, the light stopped. The blue bubble dissolved, and I was unharmed for once on this little trek of mine. All around me was just as it had been before the light came. Except the kid. He blinked once, and started to, well, fade away.

I almost reached out for him, to make him stay. But I couldn't seem to move. I was stuck where I was, unable to do more than breath and live. His eyes faded last. They were so sad…so tired. I wanted to gather him up in my arms and cuddle him until he was happy. But I couldn't do it, and it hurt.

Suddenly I could move again, and I turned around in a circle as fast as my battered body could handle. It was all the same.

Damon was right next to me, looking up with those cute little eyes of his. He blinked and started walking again. Into the city, not away from it. I didn't want to go there. That was where the light came from. Where the wind came from. I didn't want to know what was making it, why it was here or anything. I just wanted to go home. I want to go to the Oasis and braid desert roses into my hair. I want to ride a shoopuf, and bother Paine about her 'non-relationship relationship' with Baralai. I want to cuddle Damon and take him to the Moonflo to see all the pyre-flies.

But he kept on going into the city. Oh, he stopped every now and then, to make sure I was still following him, but he kept going in the same direction. It was really straight forward. The city was in a grid patteren, like it had been designed from beginning to end and nothing added on to make it the least bit un-gridy. There were regular intervals of streets and avenues. What's the difference between a street and an avenue anyway? I see no difference. That's another thing to ask Shinra about if I ever get out of here alive. I really wish I had some paper or something. Oh well.

"Damon, why are we going this way? Isn't there a better way out of this hell hole?"

He turned to look at me again, then went back to walking.

Great. I'm following a turquoise fox into an unknown city with unknow destructive lights and insane babbling winds at my heels. Just great. All I need now is a huge monster to deal with, and the horror story that turned out to be my life will be complete. At least I still have my dress spheres. I can stay a warrior and take less damage than in my usual theif outfit.

I like wearing the Warrior dress sphere. Male enemies tend to stare at my mostly exposed body instead of on the pointy, buisiness end of the outfit. It was

a lot of fun. Maybe I'll get to do it again sometime.

Ok, this is SUPER long, so I'm breaking it up. Too bad if you don't like it. I've been working on this for hours and hours and have yet to

finish this chapter. So I'll end it here and post the rest later on!

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