Chapter 4 --- The World is DOOMED

            Tydus woke up face down in the water.  "Thank God for gills!" he thought.  He looked at his new surroundings.  It was very sunny, probably on the same day.  He was near a golden beach lined with green trees and bushes.  The water was sparkling, blue and clear.  It was a perfect place and Tydus was just waiting for something freakish and bad to happen.

            A blitzball hit his head.

            "Oh, no!  It's raining blitzballs!" he exclaimed.

            "Hey, brudda!" called a man standing on the shore.  He was wearing odd clothes, and there were five others wearing the same thing and playing with blitzballs.  "Set up us the ball!"

            "Blitzball is giving me no end of grief," Tydus muttered to himself, "But I guess I'm just gonna have to rely on meeting nice people.  I should probably keep quiet about the Zanarkand thing, or people might think I'm crazy.  If it really is true, what Rikku said…"  He decided that since it really wasn't raining blitzballs, then he might as well have some fun.  He threw the ball into the air and performed the Jeckt Shot (arg, irony), nearly taking the waving man's head off.

            "Holy crap!" said the man.  Tydus started toward the beach.  "That was spiffy!  You clearly know how to play blitzball.  Also, you look like my dead brother, so I will help you with whatever problem you might have.  My name is Wakka."

            "I'm Tydus."

            "Who you play for?"

            "The Zanarkand Abes."  Hushed silence followed, then sparse chatting.  Tydus was wondering what the problem was.  Then he remembered.  "D'oh!  I mean nothing!  I said nothing!  I just got too close to Sin and, uh… Words…" he had extinguished his knowledge of Spira, but it seemed to be enough for them.

            "Wow, that sucks!" said Wakka.

            "Yes, so assume I know absolutely nothing about anything.  Except blitzball, that I know very well."  Tydus's stomach growled loudly.  "Will it ever end?!"

            "Heh.  I'll take you to Besaid Village and get you something to eat, then we can see what to do long term, ya?"

            They left the rest of the team to practice as they headed toward the village.  Tydus didn’t think they looked very skillful…

            "So, do you know what happened one thousand years ago in Zanarkand?" he asked.

            "Yeah," replied Wakka, "One thousand years ago the people used machina to do all the work for them, and Zanarkand was the biggest city.  Then Sin came and blasted their lazy butts.  See all these ruins?"  "Yes," Tydus thought, "do I ever."  "It went on to attack other major cities, and ever since then Sin has terrorized what's left of us.  The teachings of the old and mysterious Yevon say that we are paying for our sins, but it's not like we were the ones who screwed up, ya?  Still, people back then must have been pretty soft, eh, haha!"

            "Er, yeah, soft…"  Kill Auron, kill Auron.

            They had to swim through more piranha-infested water, and Wakka was fighting with a blitzball.  "Somebody's passionate about the sport," Tydus thought.  They swam on.

            "Hey, do you think you could go to Luca with our team?  We haven't won a game in years and you could help us pull our sorry butts into the winner's circle.  There's gonna be a huge tournament, your blitzball team might be there."

            "Since I have nothing better to do, sure!" and he thought, "Rikku wanted me to go there anyway."  They reached the end of the river and started walking again.

            "So you guys have a motto?" Tydus asked.

            "Ya, it's 'do your best,'" Wakka replied.

            "But that's so lame!  No wonder you've been losing!" said Tydus, laughing with the sadness of it, "Here's a better one: Victory!"

            "Isn't that kind of shallow?"

            "Yes, but it's better than 'do your best,' goodness!"

            Wakka and Tydus caught up with two men, Luzzu and Gatta, the guide told him.

            "Hello," said one of them.  Wakka glared at them and pulled Tydus away before he could say hello back.

            "What was that for?" Tydus asked.

            "They are Crusaders.  They think they can kill Sin without a high summoner, which is of course crazy.  Chappu turned from teachings of Yevon to join the Crusaders, and now he's dead."

            "Who's Chappu?"

            "My dead brother.  Anyway, I also hate the Al Bhed.  If you know and care for any Al Bhed, you should make sure I never see them, for they shall be ripped to pieces!  Hey, you're not an Al Bhed, are you?"

            "What?  NO!  Definitely not!" said Tydus, then thought, "If anyone on that Al Bhed ship survived I hope Wakka doesn't find out."

            "By the way, since you said you don't know anything, I'm going to assume you don’t remember the prayer."

            "What prayer?"

            "Uh-huh.  Well, it goes like this: first you hold your arms out at angles, makes it look like a "Y," ya?" he showed Tydus, "Then you stick both arms and a leg out to one side like an "E.""  He did this.  "Next, you crouch down and hold your arms out at angles, like a "V."  And then you hold your arms above your head in a circle to get an "O."  Finally, you do this odd thing with your arms to look like an "N,"" and he demonstrated these, too.

            "That's kinda complicated…"

            "Well at least it's just Yevon and not something like Geosgaeno, but we do have a simplified version," Wakka said, then showed Tydus by moving his arms in circles and then making a circle with his cupped hands.

            "Okay, I think I can do that…" said Tydus.  They had arrived at the village now, a small collection of brightly colored huts overshadowed by a great temple.  At least it's not a ruin," Tydus muttered, then said to Wakka, "We get food now?"

            "No, first we have to do several other lengthy tasks that involve lots of fiend-fighting," Wakka replied.

            "What?!" exclaimed Tydus, "Is there a famine or something, that people are so disinclined to give a little food?"  His stomach concurred.

            "Just kidding!  Come on to my house," said Wakka, and he led Tydus to one of the huts.

            "Oh, look, a fan!" Tydus said sarcastically.

            "Yeah, pretty nice, eh?  But I think it's pushing it.  I might have it removed."

            "Why?"

            "Machina is bad, goes against the teachings, and more importantly, it's why Sin came in the first place."

            "I see…"  Tydus had had the best in climate control in his now-ruined house.  "Better than ruins, I guess."  KILL AURON!  KILL AURON!

            They ate and rested, and then went to the temple to see what they could do about Tydus's "memory problem."  When they got there one of the priests walked up to Wakka looking worried.

            "What's the matter?" asked Wakka, "Are Al Bhed mooning the statues again?"  He held his blitzball menacingly.

            "No, that was just a dream you had.  The problem is that Lady Yuna still hasn't returned from the Cloister of Trials yet.  It's been days!"

            "Cloister of Trials?" Tydus asked.

            "Place where summoners go to get aeons," explained Wakka, "Not very dangerous, but they have the most annoying puzzles."

            "Puzzles, eh?" Tydus thought, "With my guide this should be easy!"  He started up the stairs to the Cloister.

            "Hey!  Where are you going?" asked Wakka, "Only summoners and their guardians are allowed in there!"

            "Well, I have a player's guide and it says I should go in, so in I go!"

            "If this so called guide told you to jump off a bridge would you do it?"

            "If there were more pages after it, yes!"

            "Well, since you look like Chappu I'll let you go."

            Tydus finished running up the stairs and into the Cloister.  Wakka fought off priests with his blitzball.  Inside the Cloister of Trials the main sources of light were glowing glyphs all over the walls.  Tydus carefully followed the guide's instructions and was almost to the end when Wakka caught up with him, panting hard.

            "I didn’t know priests could fight like that!" he said.  Then the platform they were standing on shuddered and went down.  "You are a very strange person, you know that?" said Wakka.

            "Yeah, well, this is a very strange place," Tydus countered.

            They reached the bottom, and it was gloomy.

            They heard a woman's voice, "Wakka, what are you doing here?  Didn't think we could handle it?"  She approached them as they stepped off the platform.  She wore a dress that defied gravity and involved lots of belts, and she was carrying a doll.  "Speaking of strange…" thought Tydus.

            "Hello, Lulu!" said Wakka, "This is Tydus."

            "You look like Chappu!" said Lulu.

            "Only I'm not dead," Tydus pointed out.

            "I suppose not…" Lulu said.

            "Who's the furry blue guy over there?" asked Tydus, pointing at a moody Ronso with a broken horn who was leaning on a wall near a fancy-looking door at the rear of the room.

            "Oh, him?" said Lulu, "That's Kimahri.  He showed up one day and has been following us ever since.  He hasn't said a word, very creepy.  We think of we ignore him he might go away."

            "How nice," Tydus remarked.

            "Not really."

            "So, what are we standing around for?"

            "Lady Yuna is beyond that door asking for the aeon's help.  If she succeeds, then she will officially be a summoner, and will start a pilgrimage to receive the final aeon, which she will use to defeat Sin," Lulu explained.

            "This final aeon, we get that from someone called Lady Yunalesca?" Tydus asked.

            "I suppose so, why?"

            "Do people usually have to fight to get an aeon?"

            "Noooo…"

            "I don’t think Yuna's gonna get the final aeon.  The guide says we do something to piss Lady Yunalesca off and we have to fight her, and if we win, then she's dead, and-"

            "Shut up!" said Wakka, "Geez, brudda.  That makes less sense than everything else you've said so far put together!  Why in the world would we fight Lady Yunalesca, anyway?!  And what do you mean 'we,' we're dropping you off in Luca!  More to the point, what's this guide thing you keep talking about?"

            Tydus sighed, "You sound like me talking to Auron, but I wont answer anyway, not because I'm a jerk, but because I suppose it doesn't matter…" he paused, "By the way, Maester Seymour, is he a bad guy?"

            "Just shut up," implored Wakka.

            "'Cuz we kill him, like, five times!" Tydus continued.

            "Shut up!" said everyone but Kimahri, though he did look quite ruffled.

            "Okay then," said Tydus.

            The door at the back of the room made a noise like an elevator, and then opened.  A very tired young woman wearing big black boots, a purple skirt, and a strange sheet as a top walked down the stairs.  She looked a Kimahri.

            "Aw, is he still here?" she asked, "I was hoping to bore him to death."  Then she looked at Wakka and Tydus.

            "Hello, Yuna!" said Wakka.

            "Hi, Wakka.  Who's this?"  She looked a TydusTydus looked at her.  She had on blue eye and one green eye.

            "You're the most beautiful freak I've ever seen!" said Tydus.

            "Brudda, you're gonna make life so hard on yourself if you keep making such horrible first impressions," said Wakka.

            "I'm sorry," he said, and put away his guide, "My name is Tydus, and I am not on the blitzball team called the Zanarkand Abes, and I am certainly not the star player of said team."

            "Okay…" said Yuna, "Let's go outside so I can summon the aeon!"  They left the Cloister of Trials.  All the preists were glaring at them.  Wakka had an embarrassed grin.  A closer look at the priests revealed many bumps and some had the word "Wilson" imprinted backward on their skin.

            Once they were outside people from the village made a circle around Yuna.  When everyone was there Yuna struck a pose and waved her rod.  The sky exploded with light and out of it came the aeon.  It was all bright reds, purples, and yellows and had two clawed wings, a silver beak, and a great wad of hair.  It flew down and landed in front of Yuna.  It was at least twice her size.

            "It's so cute!" said Yuna, "I want to hug it!"  And she did.  The fierce aeon purred.

            "I'll call you Ifrit!" said Tydus.  A loud buzzer sounded.  "What?!  Fine then, you can just be Valefor."  The aeon sniffed at him and then flew away.

            "Let's hit the sack!" said Wakka.  And they did.  Tydus had to sleep on the couch because Wakka wouldn't let him stay at the Crusader's inn.

            In the morning they went to the dock.  A small group of villagers was ther to see them off.  Tydus talked to them and they asked him to deliver some gifts to Yuna.

            "Yeah, I'll give them to Yuna, sure," thought Tydus.

            When the summoner, her guardians, and the village's loser blitzball team were all on board the S.S. Liki, it set sail.