Final Fantasy X

Red Head Al Bhed

Chapter 1- Back To Blitz

AUTHORS NOTE!

Ava: Yay so this is our first chapter of our first ever combined story!

Rhiely: Whoopee. Aren't you excited!

Ava: Almost so excited I could pee in my pants!

Rhiely: You do that a lot.

Ava: well you...you... ahhh. never mind!

Rhiely: HAH! I win! AGAIN! Pushover!
--pushes Ava over--

Ava: OUCH!
--smacks Rhiely in the arm--
I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED!

Rhiely: My arm? Are you stupid or do you just have bad aim?

Ava: shhh... you promised you weren't gonna tell anyone that!
--cries--

Rhiely: Aww... uh sorry?
--pats Ava on the head--

Ava: You're so mean, why are you so mean, you degrade me so!
--goes into hysterical fits of sobs--

Rhiely: ... o.O I SORRY!
--cries and falls on the floor--

Ava: aww it's ok...
--pokes Rhiely--
Rhiely are you ok... Rhiley? RHIELY!

CHAPTER ONE: Back To Blitz

Blinding lights were all he saw. A screaming crowd was all he heard.

Tidus winced, his sensed being overridden with the overpowering scene. He blinked with a sudden realization of where—and when—he was.

The Blitz stadium, he though. But no… he wasn't in the stadium, nor in the sphere pool. He was… above it…

The shock coursed through his body instantly. He was suspended in midair, high above the sphere of water.

Upside-down.

His vision had finally adjusted and he saw it. The Blitzball hung in the air as well, only feet away from him.

His reaction was pure instinct and took only moments in his mind to register. Before he could hesitate, he swung his body around, his foot connecting with the ball. He flipped right side up once again as the descent towards the water began. He watched as the Blitzball traveled like a rocket, entering the water's surface and soaring towards the goal. Tidus entered the water himself just in time to see the opposing goalie scrambling for the ball in a vain attempt to stop it. The loud cheer that erupted from the crowd was muffled by the water encasing him. A few of the Zanarkand Abes teammates rushed around him, slapping him on the back in congratulations.

Tidus simple stayed still, treading the water, stunned. What in the name of Yevon is going on? he thought desperately. He was quickly shaken from his thoughts from a loud buzzer. End of the half he told himself, trying to comprehend what was going on. He was wrong, however. The buzzer had signaled the end of the game, which the Abes had won.

The sound of drowned out cheers echoed in his ears. Tidus spun around, watching what was going on. His ecstatic teammates, the roaring crowd, the losing team… it all seemed clear enough.

Where am I?

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Tidus stumbled out onto the streets of Zanarkand, still dripping wet from the game of Blitz. The fans swarmed around him like insects. Little children jumped up and down, girls swooned, and others simple cheered and waved. Tidus shook his head briskly, trying to clear it, and then broke out into a sprint, pushing—rather violently—through the crowd. The mob parted reluctantly, allowing the star to pass.

Tidus didn't stop running. The streets around him were nothing but a blur. He didn't see anything. His mind was racing with questions. How did I get… here? How did I get back? It was as if Sin had never come, had never interrupted the game… had never taken Tidus one thousand years into the future. Which meant he had never…

Yuna…

The thought struck him so hard he stopped, doubling over and falling to his knees. None of it ever happened. She never happened. Tidus covered his face with his hands, which were shaking violently. It couldn't be true, it just couldn't! He remembered all of it! He remembered all of them… Yuna, Wakka, Rikku, Lulu, Auron, Kimahri… even Seymore. It all happened, he knew it.

And yet, he was here.

He tried to calm down, settle his mind so he could think. Minutes passed, and yet his mind was still in denial. Tidus's breathe was ragged. He realized that he was sobbing, relentlessly. He couldn't help it, couldn't stop it.

What happened?

Images flashed in his head of a scene he thought had happened only minutes ago. The entire group on the deck of the airship… Auron vanishing… the aeons dying… Yuna speaking those three simple words… himself fading…

It was real, wasn't it? Tidus knew it. He had lived it, every instant of it. It couldn't have been a dream; he had not been asleep.

… a dream.

He remembered the faith telling him. Zanarkand as he knew it was just a dream. But what he was in now, it seemed real enough. But what of Spira? Which was reality? Was any of this a reality?

His mind took over his body (as he seemed incapable of thinking for himself at the moment) and Tidus found himself running again. His legs had been put on auto-pilot as they raced on. In the back of his mind, he continued to torture himself on how this was happening. No obvious explanations came through; it couldn't have been a dream, after all, the entire pilgrimage seemed to had taken place in a single moment high above a Blitzball stadium.

So what is going on?

He blinked, suddenly finding himself at the doorway to his house. He stopped short, putting his hand out in front of him so he wouldn't collide with the door. He glanced around. His home was were it had always been, nestled in a part of the machina metropolis were the buildings were much more extravagant, including his own.

His hand slid slowly towards the small black pad on the doorway. He touched his fingertips to the activator, and it clicked. The door swung open, revealing Tidus's house. The same house he had left that morning before the game. The same house he never thought he would step foot in again.

And yet, there he was.

Tidus pinched the bridge of his nose as an exhausted laugh—almost one of surrender—escaped through his lips. He remembered when Sin had first taken him to Spira… how the only thing he wanted was to get back home.

Get back here.

Now, he was back. But he wasn't happy, or relieved in the slightest.

He wanted to get back there.

Back there, with Yuna, the girl he'd fallen in love with… Wakka, who filled in as a big brother… Lulu, who filled in as… well, Lulu… Rikku, the ever-smiling Al Bhed who had saved his life… Kimahri, the near-silent Ronso whose insight was overwhelming… and Auron…

Auron… !

Tidus's head buzzed as thoughts began to rush into his mind yet again. If Sin never took me… it never took Auron either. Maybe… maybe he knows! Maybe he remembers! Maybe he can help…

Tidus whirled around with surprising speed and began sprinting for the third time in the past hour. Auron would know. He had to know. He always knew… right?

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