Boo! I'm back and yes, I know, I've been MIA because I lost motivation. [Insert sad face here] So I am a Final Fantasy addict. I really truly am and then I started thinking about how I would really kill to meet Lightning, ya know? And I was eating some Gogurt at the time and everyone knows how they have those riddles and junk, yeah yeah. So I kinda had to really think about how to make this work. But anywho, I might be late on chapters… because I ish lazy. _ Dun judge me. And because I couldn't find a way to fit all the OC info in the story, I'll just put it in the author's note.
Sarah Anderson- Age 19
Hair: Brownish Blonde with wavy curls | Eye color: Green
Jacob Anderson- Age 16
Hair: Light Brown, short but wavy | Eye color: Greenish blue
Elizabeth Anderson- 12
Hair: Brownish Blond | Eye color: Light green
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Final Fantasy XIII or any of its characters, but I do own a trampoline. Jealous? I thought you would be. :P
Enjoy the story. :D
Chapter 1
"Okay, so Austin's waiting for me outside. Our honeymoon will only last a week. Do NOT open the door for anyone. I have a list of numbers on the fridge and if any bill collector's call, do not answer the phone, okay Sarah?" Mary Anderson or as me, my brother and sister like to call her, Mom, said, dragging a large suitcase through the living room.
"Yeah yeah, I get it. You act like I've never lived in a college dorm before." I said, sitting one of her smaller suitcases next to the door.
"Oh, right. Thanks again for coming back home and watching over Eliza and Jacob for me."
"No problem. Where are those two anyway?"
"Swimming lessons. Our church is paying for them at the YMCA. Jacob has his own truck now so you don't have to pick anyone up, but he should be back around 12:00. Dinner is at 6:30 and have everyone in bed by 9:00." She said, swinging her purse over her shoulder.
"Alright, alright. I've got everything under control." I said, walking down the driveway and opening the trunk of my new step-dad's car.
"I'm serious Sarah, I don't want anything out of order when I get back." She said as I helped her put her things in the trunk.
"Yes yes, I got it. Just enjoy your honeymoon."
She closed the trunk, gave me a hug and got in the car. "Be good now!" She yelled out the window as they backed out of the drive way.
"Okay, enjoy your honey moon!" I yelled back. I watched them drive down the street for a few moments and once they were out of site, I went inside the house that I grew up in my entire life. Mom was off on her honeymoon for a week and this means I could spend some time with my beloved younger brother and sister. This week was going to be amazing. After locking the front door, I went upstairs, into my old bed room jumped face first on to the bed, breathing in the vanilla scented sheets. I looked around at all the anime posters, the video game posters and family pictures hanging up on the wall and took a moment to cherish all the memories that were created in this house.
I stayed on the bed for a few minutes before getting up, going back downstairs and into the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator, skimmed over its contents before pulling out a cup of Gogurt. I pealed back the plastic and grabbed a spoon from one of the kitchen drawers. Before I threw away the plastic, I read out loud what was written on the side of the cup. "If you could meet one fantasy character, who would it be? Pfft, Lightning of course. Or Hope." I said, throwing away the plastic and dipping my spoon into the yogurt.
After enjoying a nice cup of Gogurt, I threw away the cup and threw the spoon in the kitchen sink. I went into the living room and turned on the PlayStation 3, remembering that Mom said something about us having Netflix. I logged into my brother's PlayStation network account, opened Netflix and scrolled through the movies and TV shows. I finally settled on Fullmetal Alchemist and tossed the remote on the couch. I sat quietly on the couch with my eyes glued to the screen, occasionally giggling at one of Edward's short rants.
Out of nowhere, I heard something break in the kitchen. My head shot towards the kitchen and I frowned. Did someone break in? I asked myself as I slowly sat up from the couch and grabbed one of Eliza's batons that were sitting on the recliner. I slowly approached the entrance to the kitchen, listening closely for any signs of movement. I peeked into the kitchen, only to find a broken coffee cup on the floor.
I walked in and stood in front of the mess. "How did-"
"Don't move." A feminine voice said from behind me. "Who are you?"
"Umm, this is my house, I think I should be the one asking who you are." I shot back, turning around, but stopped when the tip of a very familiar weapon was pointing at my nose. No way…
"Answer my question." The woman said, grabbing my attention.
My eyes connected with hers and I suddenly felt sleepy. Right there in front of me was my favorite video-game character, Lightning. But that wasn't possible, Lightning wasn't real. This obviously was some psycho cosplayer with an extremely sick sense of humor.
I blinked away the drowsiness and swallowed some spit to restore the moisture in my now dry throat. "H-how did you g-get in here?" I stuttered.
"I don't know. I was fighting Barthandelus when I suddenly appeared here. Now tell me who you are, where I am and how I got here." She ordered, pointing her weapon at my throat.
I opened my mouth to tell her that she was in Bikini Bottom, but changed my mind after feeling the tip of her Saber touch the skin of my neck. "Ummm, that's uh… might be a little hard to explain…" I trailed off, avoiding her cold blue eyes.
"Why is that?" She asked.
"Well first off, the tip of your weapon is poking me and it really hurts. Second, your gaze is making me very uncomfortable and third, you might think I'm crazy if I tell you what's going on" I said, finally making eye contact with her.
She stood there for a moment, pondering over what I said before finally lowering her weapon, but keeping a noticeable firm grip on the handle in case I tried anything. "Now, explain." She said.
"Well, you asked how you got here, r-right?" I stalled, trying to dodge the subject of where she was.
"That's right."
"Well, that is something I don't know and as for why you're here…" I trailed off, scratching the back of my head and glancing at the kitchen clock. 12:17, Jacob should be here any minute now…
At that moment, we heard a knock at the door. YES! I cheered in my head as I told Lightning I'd be right back and jogged to the front door. I looked through the peep hole to see my younger brother and sister standing on the porch, I unlocked the door and slipped out, leaving Lightning alone in the house.
"Hey sis." My brother said, giving me a bear-hug.
"Ayo Jacob." I said, hugging him back and then giving Eliza a hug. "Hi Lizzie!"
"Hi Sarah!" She said happily, hugging me back.
I let go just in time to see Jacob, putting his hand on the front door knob. "Jacob, wait!" I said, grabbing his hand.
"What? Why?" He said, turning back to me with a small frown.
"You know that video game that used to play all the time?" I asked, beating around the bush.
"The Final Fantasy one? Yeah."
"Before I tell you, Lizzie, wanna go across the street to Sierra's for a bit?" I said, crouching down to her level.
"Yeah, she didn't come to the swimming lessons today. Here, take my bag." She said, handing me her backpack and running down the porch steps.
"Look both ways before you cross the street!" I called after her. I turned back to my brother and put my hand on the nod. "Might as well see for yourself." I said, turning the knob and walking into the house. I tossed Lizzie's backpack on the couch and led Jacob into the kitchen.
"Sarah, what's going- whoa…" He said, staring wide eyed at the woman in from of him. "How did she get here?" he mumbled to me.
"I don't know, I haven't figured that out ye-"
"Who's your friend?" Lightning said, no longer holding her gun-blade and sitting in one of the kitchen chairs with her legs crossed.
"He's my brother. Jacob, Lightning. Lightning, Jacob." I said, motioning to them as I introduced them to each other.
"Wait, how do you know who I am?" Lightning said, standing up.
Ah crap, I slipped up! I thought angrily as I searched my mind for an excuse, but only one came to mind and it was the oldest trick in the book. "I uhhh… can't tell you." I said nervously.
"I don't have time to for this. I'm done playing games with you." She said, drawing her gun-blade.
"NO! There's no need to get violent. I just simply can't tell you, or you'll think I'm crazy." I said, waving my hands in front of me.
"If you don't give me the answers I need, I'll just have to beat them out of you!" Lightning yelled, grabbing me by my neck and pinning me to the refrigerator.
"HEY! Stop!" My brother yelled, grabbing Lightning by her waist and roughly pulling her back.
"Let go of me!" She yelled, elbowing him in the jaw, causing him to let go.
Lightning raised her sword and charged at me, getting ready to deliver a blow that I wouldn't wake up from. I suddenly remembered I was holding the baton and brought it up just in time to block the blow. Lightning grunted and kicked me in my stomach, causing me to lose my breath and fall to the ground. Lightning turned to my brother sitting on the floor with his back pressed against one of the bottom kitchen cabinets. Is this really how soldiers react if they don't get the answers they need? I mentally asked myself as I slowly got up from the ground, just to be kicked back down.
Lightning raised her Saber and pointed it at my forehead. "Care to explain now?" She said in a cold tone, cold eyes glaring down at me.
"O-of course, anything for you." Would've been the correct answer, but my troll instincts were kicking in so I responded with: "I'd rather be set on fire."
Lightning growled and pulled me up by my ponytail before tossing me across the room, landing next to my brother.
"What're we gonna do? This woman has a military record!" My brother whispered, watching in horror as she approached us, each step becoming even more frightening.
I looked up at my brother, who has gotten a lot taller or should I say bigger in the past year I've been gone. "We're gonna have to fight back." I said, feeling around on the counter for something I could use as a weapon.
"Again, she has a military record!" He said, putting emphasis on "military".
"You can't hit a girl, but I can." I said, grabbing a frying pan just in time before Lightning went to grab at the front of my shirt. I poured the grease out of the frying pan and cracked her in the side of the head. She fell to the ground and from the looks of it, she was unconscious. That is toootally going to hurt tomorrow… I thought to myself as I watched a little bit of blood trickle down the side of her head.
"Well, you just knocked out one of the best Final Fantasy characters in existence. Didn't think you had it in ya." My brother said, now standing next to me. "What're we gonna do with her?"
"I have no idea, but I had no idea she was this violent." I said, tossing the frying pan into the kitchen sink and grabbing a mop and bucket from the laundry room along with a broom and dust pan to clean up the broken mug and grease. "We'll have to tie her up. At least until she calms down."
"Yeah, but with what?" my brother asked, pulling out one of the kitchen chairs, lifting the soldier up bridal-style and sitting her in it.
"You used to like creatively tying ropes in a knot didn't you? Don't you have any leftover rope?" I asked, sweeping up the remains of the coffee mug.
"Actually, I do." He said, jogging out of the room and upstairs.
I stayed in the room and cleaned up the grease and broken glass, occasionally glancing at the soldier. I was too busy panicking earlier to actually think about whether this was the real Lightning or not. The icy blue eyes could be color contacts, she probably has degree in acting, pink hair could be a wig and the costume was probably purchased off the internet. But the weapon and her voice, on the other hand, were actually quite convincing. I put down the mop and approached her, carefully pulling the gun-blade out of its case and examining it. It really does look like the real thing… I thought, but then giggled. There's a difference between pixels and reality, dork. Instead of putting the gun-blade back in the case, I decided to keep it and hide it in case she wakes up. Knowing Lightning, she would probably tear this place down once she wakes up.
"Okay, I got the rope. I think it'll be enough to keep her tied down for a while." Jacob said, coming back into the kitchen.
"Great. And since I'm a nice person, I'm gonna take care of the wound I created with the frying pan." I said, opening up one of the kitchen cabinets and pulling out the first aid kit. "Leggo."
After we tied her up, my brother left me in the kitchen so I could tend to her wound as well as check if she had her L'cie mark. If she does, then this really was the real Lightning. It was the only thing that could prove she was the real deal after all. I parted her long strawberry blond hair and searched for the wound. Once I found it, I poured a little bit of alcohol on some cotton balls and dabbed the spot. I froze when Lightning moaned, but she didn't show any signs of waking up, so I continued. Once I finished my task, I gripped the zipper on her brown turtle neck unzipped it until the L'cie mark came into view. I examined it for a few moments and then zipped the turtle neck back up and packing the rest of the items from the first-aid kit back into the box and put it away.
Once I finished up in the kitchen, I went into the living room where my brother was sitting on the couch, watching Kuroshitsuji on Netflix.
"Yo." I greeted as I sat down on the couch next to him.
"Does she have the mark?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the TV.
"Yep." I said simply.
"Oh god, she's gonna wake up and rip through those ropes like their nothing…" he trailed off, rubbing his swollen jaw. "Have you done anything today that could've possibly caused her to appear here?"
"I don't think so. I drove 3 hours to get here, bought a frappe from McDonalds, helped mom get ready for her honeymoon, I spent some time in my room, I ate some Gogurt-" I stopped, remembering the question on the Gogurt. "The Gogurt! That's it!" I said, getting up from the couch and running back into the kitchen with my brother right on my heels.
I dug through the garbage for the empty Gogurt cup, ignoring Jacob's comment about me being "gross". Once I found it, I looked on the side of the cup and read out loud. "If you could meet one fantasy character, who would it be?" I said, showing my brother the text.
"And let me guess, you answered Lightning, right?"
"Or Hope." I said, sitting the yogurt cup on the counter.
"Why didn't you pick Snow?" He asked.
"Because, he's not my favorite character, Lightning is." I said, leaning against the kitchen counter.
"Yeah, but he's mine-"
"What is this?" we turned towards Lightning who was struggling in her restraints.
"Oh no, she's awake." Jacob said, grabbing a pan from the sink cabinet while I pulled the pan from earlier out of the sink.
"Untie me." She ordered, glaring daggers at the both of us.
"With that attitude? I don't think so." I shot back.
She began to struggle in her restraints and yelling words that would put sailors to shame. I stood close to my brother and watched, keeping a firm grip on the handle of the frying pan.
"I'm going to kill you!" She yelled, struggling harder.
"Actually, you can't do that."I said, stepping a step toward her.
She stopped her struggling and looked at me with an eyebrow raised. "And why not?"
"Two reasons, first, you don't have a weapon. Second, if you kill us, you won't get the answers you want. But, I will tell you that you aren't on Cocoon anymore." I said.
"So I'm on Gran Pulse?"
"Well, no. You're not on Cocoon or Pulse."
"Then where am I?" She asked, getting angry.
"Well…" I glanced at Jacob and he nodded at me. Might as well get it out of the way…
Before I could begin my explanation, we heard the sound of heavy footsteps and a loud crash come from the living room.
"Hey, be quiet." I said, raising my frying pan and listening closely.
"You need to watch what you're doing, Snow."
"Yeah, sorry." There was a short chuckle. "But uhhh, where is this place anyway?"
"Oh. My. God." I whispered slowly.
"Oh Great…" Lightning groaned.
"No way…" Jacob whispered.
In our living room, was a broken vase, a confused Hope and an oddly cheerful Snow.
CLIFF-HANGAH! And there's chapter 1. :D I had so much fun writing this and it only took me like two days. :3 So I'll try to stick to one chapter a week and hopefully I can stay track. I'm not gonna make any promises. I really hope I didn't make Lightning meaner than she really is. _ Anyway, Please leave a review and see ya next time. :D