Author's note~ A little prolouge to the story I am going to start writing... actually it's sort of a mini chapter... I was too lazy to stay up much beyond 1am to finish it.
She glanced up towards the bright lights of Balamb garden and shook her head in quiet sorrow. So this was her destiny, she had travelled so long and realised so much in such a short space of time. This place was to be her true beginning and it was always going to be her end. She slid her hand through her pale blonde hair, so pale as to be almost colourless, it hung down her back in three long tails. Pale skin glowed in the moonlight and pale blue eyes reguarded Balamb stoically. She sighed... So be it, I have never been one to fight against a foretelling. She frowned gently, there was a faint line between fate and destiny... and she knew both of hers, her life was to be a map, one road, one path, no juctions, no turnings. She would be walking it until the day she died, the day she was killed.
She had looked into a mirror the other day and had not recognised the teenager staring back at her, she was herself, but her eyes were changing, making her different. Just the beginning of the many changes that were to come, she didn't want to walk her path, she was afraid to, afriad that she would always be the fool that people had thought her until so recently... or perhaps... so distantly. Everything was a jumble in her head, she had looked at her image and began to scream out her hate... her loathing at what she was going to become. How could she let herself do what she was going to, that was why she had come here. Had run here. In the hopes of understanding. I am a fool, why did I think they were going to help me? Why did I think they even could? She turned away from garden, white dress billowing slightly in the breeze, the perfect ice maiden. She sighed.
She turned back. She needed to do this.
The light that poured onto her skin from the gateway made her half close her eyes against it. She looked at the attendant and he smiled at her, that was always the way, they always smiled at the strange young girl. Before the running and the screaming that was, before her tears of rage. 'Can I help you?' He asked.
'I would... like to see about training here? Would you know who I should contact?' She asked him softly.
'That would be me.' A woman said, she turned to the tall woman, dark blonde hair tied up behind her head. She took a breath, she recognised her, a faint fear echoed in her stomach. 'But I must say it's a little late to be enquiring about this kind of thing.'
'I just arrived here.' She hesistated momentarily, her eyes slightly pleading. 'I had nowhere else to go.' She swallowed and bowed her head. Her faint distress made Quistis' heart lurch, the girl couldn't hold her eyes, she was terrified. She knew what it was like to be alone.
'Come on child, the time for real questions is tomorrow, what's your name?' Quistis tilted her head, the girl looked up.
'My father named me Marielle.' She said softly. 'I have others but... I would rather not...' She looked into Quistis' eyes.
'It's fine, come on Marielle. You must be tired.' Quistis took the youngster around the shoulders but quickly moved away when she stiffened. 'Follow me.' She said smoothly leading the strange girl away.
Author's note ~ If you want to know who the girl is you're going to have to write nice reviews about this story *giggle* seriously tell me what you think please ^_^