Spira as a dream

We went over the mountain of sand and found the Al Bhed home in flames, Guado fiends everywhere, the Al Bhed trying their best to hold them off.
“Oh no! We’re under attack!” Rikku shouted, running towards home as fast as she could.
“Yuna’s in there?” Wakka said bleakly. We followed Rikku into home and met one of Rikku’s friends on their death bed. As we ran down the metal hallways we ran into a large man, from what I caught of their conversation he ran the Al Bhed Home.
“What was that all about?” I asked.
“That’s Cid, the leader of the Al Bhed. After Sin destroyed the Island that we, the Al Bhed lived in, we were scattered to all corners of Spira. But then Cid brought everyone together and built Home… he’s my dad.” Rikku explained.
“Wow…”
“Come on, we have to save Yunie!”
“Not just Yuna, right?”
“Right!” As we made our way deeper into the halls of home we found more and more Guado, more death.
“Damn those Guado, what are they thinking?” Wakka grumbled, clenching his fists.
“They came for the Summoners.” Rikku said with a sigh.
“You kidnapped them?”
“We were protecting them!” Rikku insisted.
“I understand why you did it, ya.” Wakka said.
“Well I don’t! The Summoners might get hurt on their Pilgrimage so you kidnap them? Why not trust the Guardians to do their job? If the Guardians do their job the Summoner should be safe, right?”
The silence was chilling; everyone just looked at the floor. As we all made it down the stairs the sirens stopped.
“Quiet now, Kimahri go.” Kimahri said as he walked off into the ‘Summoner’s Sanctum’, everyone followed silently and we found a room lined with bodies.
“YUNA!” Auron shouted, scanning the room.
“She’s not here.” Donna said softly.
Looking around the only fallen were Al Bhed.
“They died trying to protect us. It may not be much, but we will give them a proper sending.” Issaru said his voice heavy with grief.
“Hey, what’s a ‘sacrifice’? The Al Bhed said that they’re sacrificing Summoners…” Issaru’s little brother Pacce said.
“What are you talking about?” It seemed like I was the only one who was lost.
“If a Summoner continues their pilgrimage they can go to Zanarkand, but if they… if she summons the Final Aeon it’ll… Yunie’ll die!” Rikku shouted, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“What?! How could you LULU? Isn’t she like as sister to you? Do something! Wakka?” I screamed at them.
“We tried to stop her.” Lulu said softly.
“She knew what she was doing when she decided to become a Summoner.” Wakka said, crossing his arms.
“Why did you hide it from me?!”
“We didn’t hide it… it’s just…” Lulu trailed off.
“Some things are hard to tell.” Wakka finished.
“AHHHHHHHH!” I screamed, I didn’t know what to do, I felt sick and tired, and my mind was pulsing in my skull.
“It’s not right! To sacrifice the Summoners so that the rest of Spira is happy…” Rikku said.
“And I’ve been saying ‘let’s go to Zanarkand’ without even knowing, but Yuna, she would just smile.” A memory of forcing laughter in Luca came to mind, I realized, that I hadn’t seen through everyone’s false smiles, especially Yuna’s. It occurred to me that the only that I had seen on Spira were from Wakka and Rikku, they fight now, but they’re so alike, cheerful and cute. I can put it together now, but then… I could barley get off the floor. “Yuna will not die!” I shouted, drowning out the words of Donna and Issaru about a sacrifice that had to be made. No one should have to make that sacrifice, no one.
“This place is done for!” Issaru shouted.
“You’re right; we have to make it to the hangar!” Rikku shouted. Wakka helped me to my feet and led me onto the bridge, it was all a blur of Al Bhed that I couldn’t think to translate, all I remember was yelling at Cid.
“Where’s Yuna!”
“And what will you do when you find her?” Cid bellowed.
“I didn’t know anything, about what a Summoner is supposed to do… I said all those things without knowing… I have to see her, to apologize.”
“Apologize and then lead her to die? You Yevonites are all the same!” Cid shouted, knocking me to the ground before I even knew what hit me.
“No! I won’t let her die!”
“Those are just words, I need action!”
“Yuna won’t die!” I insisted.
“You better remember those words.” Cid growled at me.
“I will.” Even after I said it I couldn’t understand how Wakka, Lulu, Kimahri and Auron could just watch and let someone they considered family die just so they could be happy. My thoughts were broken by that eerie singing.

“iiet yui noubou mei no leet nidi yo jyu you no asate kara e kutamaaeh, asate kara e kutamaaeh.”

“What’s happening?” Wakka said, looking around at the Al Bhed as they sang the song of sorrow.
“We’re gonna destroy Home.” Rikku said solemnly.
Our eyes were glued to the view screen as the missiles shot towards the Al Bhed home, landing in a mushroom cloud of sand, Rikku’s eyes filled with tears. Braska, Jecht, Luzzu, Mi'hein, Kilika and now Home. The sorrow has to stop somewhere; I for one can’t stand for anymore.
“Hey cheer up, ya? Is like happy festival fireworks, ‘BOOM!’” Wakka said, trying to cheer Rikku up.
“You can take your happy festival fireworks and cram it you big meanie!” She shouted, wiping the tears from her eyes.
“Way to go Wakka.” I said frowning at him.
“I didn’t mean it dat way… I shoulda just kept my big mouth shut.” Wakka sighed.
“This is hard on us all.” Lulu said closing her eyes.
“Yeah… I just wish we had some place to rest.”
“Let’s look for a safe cabin to rest in, ya?” Wakka said. Alone with Wakka, even behind the sorrow I couldn’t help but be apprehensive, and excited, but then, what’s the harm?