This is my story..

[Tidus]

Listen to my story.. ..This maybe my last chance.

..I don't know how long has it been, but - I don't think I have ever been far from home - Zanarkand.
I had dreams of being, far away from home. Living in an Island named Destiny Islands - it was all a dream..

Tidus! Tidus! Tidus! The chanting and cheering of his name echoed through the streets. Children and women, in the crowd shouted his name, to cheer the Bliztball player, who stood before them, signing his autograph on Bliztballs, shirts, and even skin for those who were fans of the blond boy. As he continued to sign autographs right and left, he would wave here and there at his fans, his lips played a wide grin, to offer his loyal fans. " Tidus! Good luck in this game tonight! " A girl shouted, to get the boy's attention. Kids played blitzball in a very small group just steps away from Tidus stood as he gave waves, and friendly wide smiles to his fans, and autographs. Blue like the ocean, optics adverted to the group of girls with the Blitzballs in their grasp, waiting for him to sign them, as well as the rest of the crowd wanting to take a picture with him, or an autograph or even maybe a wave, from the Bliztball star player of Zanarkand.

His grin was evident, playing proudly on his features, " Ha! We're winning tonight, and the victory will be for all of you! " He reached for the first Bliztball, and with the pen in his other hand, he signed the first, and second and last, the third Bliztball the third girl held. As they cheered, chuckled and giggled, he would wave to the crowd once more, his attention fell upon the kids to the side, playing Bliztball. With hands to fall on his hips, he smiled at the children, " I guess, I don't have to teach you, much today. You are all getting better at it. " Head motioned after said words, and the ball was picked up as the first kid laughed proudly, and the others joined him. " Tidus, are you going to score for us tonight? " The kid with the ball in hand asked, as the rest stood behind him, and this question would get the attention of the girls present. All three approached the blond Blitzball star player and the kids, waiting for Tidus to answer the children.

I would come to meet, a group of friends, in my dream..
All were about the same age, yet there were three - that shared different things..
I don't remember their names, I don't think I remember the dream, at all..

He brought a hand up, letting it rest on the back of his head, and offer the group that now surrounded him, a smile. Hand motioned in a rubbing manner, through strands of blond hair, " Of course! Tonight, I'll dedicate my scores to you guys. " He then grinned, the cocky adolescent was full of energy as well as determination to play tonight's game, and win like always. As his answer fell on the ears of his fans, the reaction wasn't new to him, they cheer him on, and chanted his name as it echoed to the back of the crowd like a wave, of the ocean pushing and pulling, the wind and fresh feeling. He felt the emotions of his fans, as his gaze traveled to the back of the crowd, all waving at him, from kids to adults, as the yelling of the crowd, the cheering continued. " Now, is time for me to go. " He thumbed at himself, in a very confident manner, and so he brought a hand down to ruffle the kid's head. As the girls giggled and waved at him one last time, he smiled widely back at them, and waved at them as he turned on his heels.

" We'll be cheering for you, Tidus! " The group of kids and girls said out loud, as the adolescent made its way into the Blitzball stadium. In a moment before he sped his pace, he turned half way and waved one last time at the crowd, causing for the cheering to get louder, as well as his name being shouted into the night. Zanarkand was the biggest city in Spira, it was always illuminated, even in the darkest days, when the sky cried, buildings, skyscrapers lit the city, as the light reflected on the water, screens everywhere, lighting the streets and alleys of Zanarkand. The Blitzball game was the biggest event in Spira, it was the biggest in Zanarkand, home of Tidus, as the crowd's cheering was heard within the stadium, before the game even began, it was also heard outside of the arena and in the streets.

..I don't think I can be away from home, and yet... In my dreams, I have been..
Maybe, just maybe - these aren't dreams.. They feel so real.
Zanarkand is my home, bliztball is what I play throughout Spira.

As he entered the stadium, the rows were filled, and the crowd cheered for their favorite players, and for their team, as well. It was the sight of every Blitzball game, the wrath of the crowd was the way of the game, yelling one's name, erupted in an echo. The sphere where the players were sitting on, on their respective seats, before the game began was relaxing, letting the sound of the crowd, the breeze of the night that carried a chilling feeling, carried itself from the ocean to the city. His ocean pools, were held captive by the rows of crowds, as the cheering and chanting of names continued, while he kept calm and took his seat. Eyes closed letting the noise, drown, as he rested against the seat, and the water that reached his ankles danced back and forth. The sphere began to move on an axis, as the crystals that would cage the two teams.

Ocean pools, glanced from left to right, his lips played that confident and cocky smile, cheering himself, as well as getting up on his feet as he held a Blitzball in his hand. With a heavy blast, the water pumps exploded erupting water to fill the crystal sphere with water, from bottom to top, as the crowd went wild, cheering, and jumping about as the game would soon begin. As the water finally reached his neck, he released the blitzball, as one of his teammates, took it upon herself to set the ball on the middle of the sphere. Taking his position, as he grinned at the player in front of him, the game would begin sending the first two, captain of both teams, to swing for the launched ball into the water-air sphere. Now, both teams were like living fishes, in human size, swimming left to right, back and forth, and alas the ball was thrown at him, with a great speed.
I never once thought of other worlds.. Another place to be like home.

It may not be home, but is a place just like it...
May be, I will find my way back home.. Maybe I won't..

Home - Visitors
Zanarkand - Luca Goers
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His right hand waited for the right moment to catch the ball with his gloved hands, and thud, the ball came right into his hands. Nested in his grip, he smirked, and dove to evade the incoming opposite players, as his gaze searched for the right player forward to send the ball to. As his eyes locked on the solo player near the scoring place of the team Tidus and company of Zanarkand were playing against, an easy team, for an easy victory. With a clear pass, Tidus threw the ball at his teammate, who found herself close to score with ease, and so the ring of a score echoed throughout the Blitzball arena, from inside the sphere to the outside of it. The fans, kids and adults alike, cheered for their respective teams, though the loudest cheering, and chanting of names were heard, was that of the Zanarkand players.

Home - Visitors
Zanarkand - Luca Goers
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That was the sight, the score being kept on the board of the score keeper. With a cocky chuckle emitting from the blond's mouth, the game would soon start after their celebration. The Blitzball was put in place, leaving the two captains to duke it out, Tidus would take his place yet once again, as time would start as the whistle was the sign for the game to begin. As the captain of the Zanarkand team got to the ball first, it was instantly passed to Tidus, given an open path to swim his way through and score, for his team, he then found himself cornered, finding a way to pass the ball back to the captain, he curled passed the ball at. Making the ball take a curling effect, like a bullet being fired and seen in its slow movement, leaving the trial of motion, afterward. With a quick dash, again the ball would leave the captain's hands and passed onto a player closer to score, and so the score board would change at the sound of the score, the Blitzball was made into the net, for yet another point.

Home - Visitors
Zanarkand - Luca Goers
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Again, the Zanarkand team celebrated, making the crowd cheer for them, as the loyal fanatics they have become, and they are of the sport; Blitzball. Again the game would return on its track, leaving the captains to duke it out for the ball, this time it was in the hands of the opposite team, as the players scattered to get the ball, Tidus dash forth, and approached the incoming player, that would tackle him, with a rotation of his body, to the player's right, he tackle and would then push the player our of the arena, breaking and shattering the water like glass, the player landed on the crowd, splashing those in the row present, as the sphere closed itself, to fix the shattered area. With this Tidus, flashed a grim and pose, folding arms over the width of his chest, directed at the crowd for his doings. With a quick swim he made his way to aid his captain and team, to make their attempt for another score. Swimming toward the center of the sphere, as it moved on the axis, the ball came to him, in that moment, and was thrown upward and out of the sphere.

My story begins..
Or so I heard.. But even if it is my story, there are others involved.
Please listen to our story, this may be our last chance..

The Blitzball broke through the sphere made of water, and reached up high enough, and so within the sphere, the players eyes settled on this, the ball being out of the arena. His lips played a smirk across them, and with an impulse to swim up, he too, jumped out of the sphere, facing the ball opposite, as his body would twist, allowing him to turn in mid air, as he was making his move. A Blitzball move, coming from someone known as a legend. As he was briefly suspended air-borne, with enough time to kick the ball for it to take a bow effect and score, the city was peaceful and quiet, only the wrath of chanting and cheering of the fans echoed. Ocean hues locked on what was ahead, a rather abnormal thing, with a faint gasp, optics widened at the sight, was the arena below was crumbling down, the sphere would break, shattering, and gallons of water broke free, he would hang onto that which was the upper part of the sphere, or rather the axis.

[Crono]

Chirping noises resounded repetitively through the early hours of the morning, the tweedling harmony never-ending and continuously a botheration for belated risers. Crono wasn't an exception in this case and the laziness of the male adolescent was astounding, but distinctively common for youngsters nowadays. Brilliant rays of sunlight radiated through the blinds that shielded his windows, obviously keeping out the daylight. Tranquil eyelids disturbed from their slumber, reluctantly elevated, and immediately revealed squinting opticals of emerald. Grumbling in irritation, Crono wasn't a morning person to say the least, and as everything seemed regular per usual, the last problem entered from the staircase. "Crono!EShouted an impatient mother, much to his surprise. "How long are you going to sleep in?! Find a job, go play, DO something that doesn’t involve wasting precious hours of the day in bed, young man!EGreat timing? Thought it was ‘TooEgood to be true. There wasn’t a day that went by without her pointless rambling, but that was what mothers did. "Alright already! I’m up, I’m up! Sheesh, no need to blow your lid in the process.ERetaliating with such attitude, he yanked the bedsheets, tossing them to the side, and letting his legs hang over the bedsides edge so that his feet could hit the wooden flooring. "Looks like another typical morning with another typical woman.EAverting oculars so to seem like he wasn’t saying it outloud, but shockingly, his mothers hearing was pin-drop sensitive. "Excuse me?!!EHands were placed on the hips, the boy was glared down at with such possessed frustration. Enough to make anybody regret what they said. He choked back a gulp and proceeded to make his way to the stairs that led down. "U-uh..., nothing!..E

Reaching the main floor, he made his way into the living room where his equipment lay. "Better make a run for it, I won’t last another minute with her storming about.EQuickly fastening his onyx belt-strap around his waist and tightening the onyx scabbard to his left-hip. Crono double checked everything, beginning to walk off the grogginess for starters. Twisting the handle doorknob, he opened it and made his way outside into his own hometown of Truce. Not much for a village on the coast side of Guardia, but it was more or less for country bumpkins. Bustling? Not usually, but they did live closer to town square where the Millennia Fair is held every one-thousand years. "Well! I better get going, a wasted day is a boring day.ECheerfully energetic, Crono’s day would’ve been like any other, except for the fact that he wasn’t making any sudden progress from where he stood casually. Something began to seem out of place, abnormal, and quite irregular. "W-what’s going on?!..EHe felt himself being assimilated, "Absorbed" into a giant warmhole-like portal that dragged the helpless teenager into the darkness. Suspended in mid-animation, Crono was airborne in an abyss of nothingness, surrounded by an endless horizon of pure black, and floating without any means of keeping him adrift.

His voice echoed as if he were in cave. "Where am I?...EThis was some kind of dream, it had to be, but before anything else could be examined, the dimensional shift dematerialized on the spot. As gravity took control once more, Crono found himself skyrocketing into a freefall downward face first. "W-what the hell?!!EQuick actions were turned into lifesaving measures as the acrobatic boy somersaulted in mid-flight, aiming for the axis of some sort of colossal ring. Thudding with a graceful landing on his two feet, he felt himself kneeling forward upon making contact, hands both being placed on either sides of himself toward the ground for extra equilibrium. "Pheew~! That was a close one...EPausing for a moment to catch his breathe, but it would only be taken away steadily as amazement was brought upon the vision of the spiky-haired male. "W-whooa...! What is this place?! Some kind of amusement park?..ESuggestive brow perking, but it would only turn into another drastic situation when he saw somebody dangling for dear life. An unexpected earthquake shook ferociously, titter tottering the circular object. "Damn! This place is falling apart. Hold ooon!EShouting at the other blonde who was "Already" hanging. Sprinting forward into a rush without hesitation, Crono skidded into the rings base flooring with his stomach and extending his hand out to reach the wrist of the other males arm. He then brought his other hand out infront in an attempt to let him grab it while having hung halfway over the edge. "Grab hold!EThis was sure the beginning of another weird adventure, but what was life without alittle excitement?