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This starts just after Lightning tells Hope to call her Light. Just to let you know, this is not a one-shot. I got the idea from just lying on my bed, listening to Party Rock Anthem. So that's where this came from. Somehow.

Lightning's Perspective.

"Hope? Hope, where are you?" I said as I looked around for him. Then I remembered what he had told me.

If you meant what you said before you got Odin, well you've gotten what you wanted. No more obstructions. No more of me blocking your way and holding you back. It was nice knowing you, Light.

"What have you done, Hope?" she said to herself, before she moved onward to Palumpolum, trying to find him along the way.

Hope's Perspective.

I was headed towards Palumpolum, but I had to be stronger before I got there, so I would be able to gain my vengeance. I spotted a few Vespids and decided to blindside them.

I guess it's time to start training. I threw my Ninurta at them, hitting all 3 in one throw then I kept using Thundara until one was left. I threw the boomerang at it and it but got stuck in a wall. I ran straight at it, dodged its spin attack and grabbed its tail, then slammed it into the floor, killing it. Walking over to the boomerang, I pulled it out of the floor, folded it and moved on. Then I was smashed over 10ft away straight into a wall, the force of the impact causing me to bounce off of the wall and hit the floor. When I stood up, I looked around and spotted a Feral Behemoth. "Damn. That's just what I needed."

When I kill it, I will be more powerful and I will be closer to my revenge...

"Bring it on!" I screamed at it, popping open a Fortisol shroud and letting the battle magic cloud over me, charging up as it started to dash straight at me. When it hit me, we both went over the edge. I suddenly realized the wall I'd hit was the only thing separating me and a drop that spelt certain death for anyone, even L'Cie. I only have one choice, then.

Launching myself at the Behemoth, I punched it twice in the chest, but as an added effect, the Thundara I'd been charging had added its energy to the punch. Then the Behemoth countered by slicing my chest open. I used a Cure spell to heal myself and then attacked again, this time with several Water spells. I cried in pain as the Behemoth bear-hugged me, breaking a few of my ribs. More Cure spells put them back in place, then I grabbed one of its legs, climbed up its body and started punching it in the head, using spells to augment the punches, causing it to roar in pain and smash the back of its head and me along with it, into the mountainside. Healing myself, I surrounded us both in a tornado, hitting it with spell punches and every spell I knew as we were smashed around into rocks, trees, concrete steps and other debris, severely damaging us both. I looked down and saw there wasn't much time before I hit the ground. "Time to end this." I said to myself, absorbing the tornado and hitting the Behemoth full power with both hands, finally killing it. With a last, dying growl, it slashed him across his chest as he got on top of it, and then, it hit the ground, the impact power smashing Hope off the dead bio-weapon's back and 30ft into the air, doing a backflip somersault before he hit the ground face first, knocking him out instantly.

Lightning's Perspective.

I saw the torrential spell-wave about 5 miles away, from the southwest. It could have been Hope doing that. But he'd need to be in a very bad fight to have to use so many spells. But there was nothing she could possibly do, not when Hope was that far away, but as she went to proceed onward, to her surprise, it actually saddened her to leave Hope behind.

Get a hold of yourself, soldier. You can't do anything for him.

Resolving to move on, Lightning spotted the bodies of some PSICOM Marauders up ahead, which she decided to check for anything useful. Crouching down, Lionheart out and ready to strike due to a constant risk of being ambushed, she moved over to them and found some Antidotes, two Phoenix Downs, and a Librascope. "I needed those." Lightning told herself as she moved on.

"You like Hope, don't you, Lightning?" Snow had asked her with his usual stupid grin on his face. When I started blushing and shouted at him. "Of course I don't like him, Snow!" the grin somehow got bigger. "You do know he likes you, don't you,? Lightning?" he had told me. I was lost in thought when he said it though. Could Hope like... someone like me? I was 7 years older than him, and he was only 14. But, did he really like me?

I was going to confront him before he ran away. If he sensed it coming and that made him run, then her guess was right. That brought a small, yet genuine smile to her face, the kind of smile that only Serah had seen before, but she heard some PSICOM moving at that moment, unaware that she was there so Lightning chose to give them a surprise. Popping up, she shot on in the side of the head, killing him instantly and then darted forward and stabbed another one in the chest, letting him drop to the floor. The third one tried to hit her in the back, but she kicked him in the face, smashing his visor and blinding him. Two slashes to the chest shut him up. For the rest of them, she started spinning in a circle, her gunblade in gun form. Shooting repeatedly, she only stopped when they were all riddled with bullet holes, on the floor and dead. Checking their corpses, she found 2 Librascopes then she headed onward.

Hope's Perspective.

When I regained consciousness, pain was all I could feel. I barely managed to pump myself with enough Cure spells to be able to fight again.

I must carry on. To be stronger. To avenge my mother.

"I guess it's going to be a long road ahead." Hope started walking, boomerang out and heading towards Palumpolum. He looked around and remembered where he was. "This leads straight there. I guess I've got some luck left after all." Hope told himself as he moved onward.