Note: There is a section taken out of the FFX script, in the second flashback. The speech is, at least. The speech I did not make up. I don't have THAT kind of talent. The actions, however, are mine Makes Seymour dance Heehee! Oh, And I also do not own that little bit of speech, or the FFX characters, or the game.

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"Mama….Mama, watcha thinkin' 'bout now?"

Yuna and Tareika were on Cid's airship. After Tidus and Wakka Left, Lulu had told her everything…With a little persuasion….

"Lulu, where are Wakka and Tidus? I haven't seen them since yesterday morning."

"They're…out."

"Out where? Tell me!"

"I…promised not to." Yuna blinked in confusion.

"Where would they go, and what would they do that would be kept so secret? And from his own WIFE?"

"Yuna…Tidus just has a few things to take care of. That is all."

"Then why is Wakka with him?" Silence.

"Lulu, you're keeping something from me. I want to know, I have the right to know! Tell me! Tell me tell me tell me!" Forgetting that she was 27, Yuna jumped up and down with frustration, stamping her foot on the ground. Lulu sighed.

"Alright, Yuna. I will tell you. Just…calm down, okay?" Yuna nodded.

"Okay. Tell me!"

"Silence! Your nagging is painful. Wakka and Tidus have left to find Seymour."

"What?"

"They think that he may still be dangerous, and they've gone out to 'Stop Him before he does any damage.'" Yuna sighed.

"Men."

Unfortunately for Yuna, Tidus didn't know the whole story. Or rather, he didn't remember the whole story; No, he only remembered the last things he saw. Her, Wakka, Lulu, Rikku, Kimahri, and Auron were the last things he saw.

Wait a minute…What was the last thing Seymour saw?

They were inside Sin…There was a set of stairs…leading up to—

"Don't you ever give up?" Yelled Tidus. Seymour could only stand and smirk.

"Sin has chosen me. I am part of Sin. I am one with Sin, forever…Immortal!"

Tidus clenched his fists.


"Sin just absorbed you." Seymour's smirk grew wider, angering Tidus and the others. He spread his arms almost invitingly


"I will learn to control it, from within. I have all the time in the world. Since you were gracious enough to dispose of Yunalesca..."

He began to transform, entire body growing larger and hardening to stone, arms attaching to four intriquitely designed wheels, his voice sounding more metallic…

"the only means of destroying Sin is forever gone. Now nothing can stop us!"

"Well, we can!" Cried Tidus. Seymour shrieked with laughter"By all means, try! You should thank me. Your death means your father's life!" Tidus roared with rage and rushed at him, sword in hand. Then the battle began. Spell after spell, hit after hit, potion after potion, ability after damned ability. It carried on for almost five hours, until—


"No!" Seymour screamed. His 'machine' was breaking down, small explosions erupted everywhere; he started sinking. Then the entire thing disappeared, leaving only Seymour, looking as he did when she first met him.

"Now! Yuna, send him!" Called Wakka. Yuna nodded.

"Right!"


She stepped forward to begin the sending. He seemed so disgusting, every single time they battled him; every time they fought him, all she wanted to do was get rid of him so that Spira could be at peace once again. But…Whenever they did defeat him, a tidal wave of guilt always crashed down on her, making her wish it had never even started.


"So it is you, after all, who will send me." She looked sadly into his eyes. They were filled with despair, sadness, regret, even; the eyes of a man who had never been loved.

Oh, Seymour, why? You were so sweet before…

He paused, struggling for breath…


"But even after I am gone, Spira's sorrow will prevail." Yuna willed herself not to cry, and performed the sending, until every trace of him had vanished forever.

"He was so sweet before", Yuna whispered to herself.

"Who's so sweet?" It was her uncle Cid. He hadn't changed at all in seven years; he still wore that yellow suit, and his eyes still carried a fierce fire.

"Seymour." Cid laughed.

"That young Guado punk? He was nothin' but a cold hearted murderer. Thanks to his parents, of course. Alls they wanted for him was to be a great master. Forgot to teach him to be a great man." Yuna paused.

"I suppose…that's true. I remember the sphere of his father, telling us that he was the cause of his sons misery. And…his mother. She was…strict with him. He…didn't have any friends." Cid nodded in agreement.

"That's what I'm talking about, right there. Alls I'm sayin' is that is they'd've been nicer to him; paid attention to him, he wouldn't have grown to be a megalomaniacal cutthroat. He'd even be alive now, trying to force peace and crap like that."

"Perhaps you're right, uncle Cid."

"Yeah, well…What's done is done. Finished. You can't turn back time, kiddo. But if we're lucky, he'll turn out to be just like Tidus. Forgotten everything. 'Cept the last thing he saw." Yuna sighed.

"That's the problem. We don't really know what the last thing he saw was. He was looking at the ground when I sent him, and he started to look up…I'm worried…about whether he saw me or not." Cid put a hand around her shoulders.

"Yuna, you need to relax a little." His voice was gruff, but it held a lot of care. "You're pregnant, for gods sake."

"Yes. By a week."

"Exactly. And with all of this going on, how can you survive the other eight months and three weeks? Go rest. Rin and I'll take care of the rest." Yuna smiled, gave him a quick hug, and exited the bridge, just as Rin entered.

"She is alright, yes?"

"Yeah, just tired. Pregnant, y'know."

"Of course. The daughter of lord Braska, vanquisher of Sin and vegnagun. How does not know?"

"ya gotta point."

"That isn't why I'm here, Cid. I had a feeling you needed me for something else. What is it?"

"we need to find Seymour."

"Revenge?" Asked Rin politely. Cid shook his head.

"Research."

"And my job is to…"

"find more people that can help us."

"Who, exactly?"

"…Summoners. And their guardians. Anyone who may know more about the fayth."

"Dona. Isaaru. Maroda. Baralai. Father Zuke. Those are all I know."

"Those are enough. We fly to Bevelle. Baralai is important to us. See is you can contact him on the sphere communicator."

"Right." Rin headed off to the right hand side of the bridge, where a large screen was, and below it, a vast number of dials, buttons and small glowing spheres. Rin began to fiddle with these in rapid succession, until the screen read:

Location: Bevelle Temple

Send: Rin

Receive: Praetor Baralai
Message: urgentSTOPneed helpSTOP please respond ASAP

Rin pulled up a nearby chair and sat in it.

"Now we wait."

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I was shocked to my very core.

Lady…Yuna? This is the woman I heard about? Somehow…she seems so familiar…

On the outside, however, I remained completely calm. I may have lost my memory, but I wasn't an idiot— If I gave any hint of the fact that I knew something away to Kimahri, I was doomed. I would be dead before I knew it.

"She's pretty."

"Don't get any ideas. Come, we move on." I followed him up the final stretch of what seemed to be an everlasting pathway, and up to an archway. The space inside the archway was shining; it was as though someone had stretched some translucent, watery, shimmery material over it.

"I am NOT stepping in there."

"Yes you are." I shook my head stubbornly.

"No, I'm not."

"You want another hit from stick?"

"I've built up an immunity to it." I lied, hoping that he would buy it.

He didn't.

"Ow! Okay, Okay, I haven't." Kimahri used his stick to poke me towards the arch.

"Move."

"make me."

"You starting to sound like Rhonso child. No…Rhonso child better than you! Arch will not kill you! You will probably kill yourself with nagging! Now MOVE!"

"I'm moving, I'm moving!" I paused. Elder Kimahri sighed.

"What now?"

"Um..you go first."

"very Well." He boldly walked forward and stepped into the arch, disappearing with a bright glow.

And there I was, alone again. All I could hear was the harsh wind blowing, and a menacing sort of bubbling grumble…

Bubbling grumble?

I looked down to my feet; there was a deep purple coloured blob there, glaring at me. It swelled up, ready to fire—

"Elder, WAIT FOR MEE!" I bolted to the arch, missing the blob-fire by a hair. Unfortunately for me, my poor robes weren't as lucky. I arrived on the other side screaming, trying to put my robes out. A burst of water from Elder Kimahri helped, but it completely drenched me. Shivering, I walked up to his side.

"What was that all about?" Instead of answering my question, the old Rhonso point straight ahead of him.

He had good reason to.

In front of us was a giant arena.

There were stairs leading down into some sort of circular area. Everything was made from roughly hewn black stone, and there were strange, glowing carvings everywhere. There was something, or someone in the centre of the circular area. I squinted to see who it was, but to no avail.

"What is this place?"

"The arena. Many Rhonso come here to train, or think. You have come here to train."

"What's that in the middle of the arena?"

"Go and find out."

"Whaa?" Elder Kimahri jerked his head in the direction of the thing.

"Um…okay." I started walking down the stairs. As I did, the 'thing' came into better view. It was a person—a…man, I think…yes, a man— dressed in black— . He looked to be about my age. He had short black spiked up hair, and wore a pair of navy sunglasses. He was just…staring. At me. Even when I walked up to him.

"Uh…out of curiosity, why are you staring like that?"

"I make it my job to stare. Why are you here?" The man said gruffly.

"Um…my Elder brought me here to train. I need to be ready to face the outside world."

"I…see." At that moment Kimahri walked into view.

"Kimahri. Nice to see you again." The man hugged Kimahri. Kimahri hugged him back.

"And you. This young man wants to train."

"What, him? Are you sure?" I pretended that my attention was on the carvings, but I wanted to listen in.

"Yes. He has changed. He can't remember anything of his past life."

"You are…sure?" Kimahri nodded, and said something inaudible. The man snorted.

"Very well." Then he turned to face me.

"Seymour. Am I correct?"

"Yes."

"I will train you. And I am to be traveling with you." I nodded.

"This man is the son of a great warrior of my time. He was Lady Yuna's father's guardian, and a brave man at that. He died for a great cause, and yet, he lives in his Son. You remember Lord Braska, yes?"

"Yes."

"This is the son of one of his guardians." I turned to the man.

"What is your name?"

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"Brother….Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Now?"

"No…"

"Now?"

"NO! Tidus, sit down."

"Fine."

"Oh, no…wait…Stand up again. We're here."

"YEAH!"

"Finally." Remarked shinra. "remind me to attach speed boosters on this flying tub."

Tidus hopped out and looked around.

"Wait…This isn't Gagazet…"

"This is a different part of Gagazet," said Buddy. "Many rare metals and items lie here. You wouldn't know about it because…" The pilot struggled for an excuse. "It's so well protected."

"Oh. Then how come we're allow up?"

"We're colleting people, not ores."

"Oh. Oh! I finally get to meet Nooj, too!"

"Yeah. Okay guys, I've marked out their location. They're right up that path there." They began to climb up, stopping occasionally to climb up small cliffs and hop over crevasses.

"Hey…Buddy…" Muttered Shinra.

"What?"

"Does Nooj know the whole story about Tidus…y'know, the forgetting thing?" Buddy shook his head.

"No. Why?"

"What if he accidentally tells Tidus? That could ruin everything!"

"You have a point, but what can we do about it, man? All we can do is hope to God that Nooj is smart enough to keep his mouth shut."

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The young man paused for while, thinking. He looked at Kimahri, who nodded. I was getting confused now.

"So…What was your name?"

"Rai."

"And…your father?"

"His name was…"

"Yes?"

"His name was Auron. Sir Auron."