Hey all, it's Toony-Tornado back on FF.
Holy flipping muffins with chocolate chips, I seriously think it had been about 2 years since I was last on, I can't even remember how long it's been since I've written a fanfiction chapter for this place...geeze...
I hope to change that and get the stories that I have worked on again as I start with this, 'The Healing Path'
It's a "Disney" fanfiction that I started writing this in January on the first year anniversary of my Grandmothers passing...and I wanted to post it before the year was up.
Growing up, she had always been a big part of my life, always there, always caring and looking out for me, she was my role model and my best friend and I wanted to make this not only as a tribute, but also as a kind of outlet for the hurt and the loss I still feel in my heart now that she's no longer with me.
I don't expect anyone to pay too much attention to this, and I'll warn you right here and right now, if you're someone who's not a big fan of self healing, angsty, self insert stories that have a bit of a "Kingdom Hearts" feel to it, then you might not enjoy this very much.
Well, here we go then...
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Chapter 1: Watched
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A year...
A whole year had passed since that sad day...a whole year she had to spend without her; A first Easter, a first birthday, a first Christmas...she had to go through every event and every celebration without one of the only faces she had always looked forward to seeing most... her grandmothers.
In life, her grandmother was closer to her than anyone else in her family, and she always held a most special place in her heart. This woman was her confidant, her guiding hand, her disciplinarian if she ever stepped too far over the line...and her very best, most truest friend in the world; If she was being honest, it didn't feel like it just one year had gone by...it almost felt like a lifetime.
But, she supposed the more a person was loved, the longer the time seemed to drag on once they were no longer there.
So here she was this twenty-ninth of January...a year later to the day, and she was unable to at least bring her grandmothers favorite flowers to her resting place because she lived so far away; Only able to settle for messaging relatives on her Facebook account and calling her parents and sister and brother that morning, but now, so late in the evening, she simply sat in bed...utterly incapable of falling asleep so she could just let this depressing day pass by.
After a while longer of just laying there and staring at the ceiling, she just decided to pick up her red laptop and use it until she felt tired enough to sleep; Opening up a folder that contained many videos and pictures before she clicked the first of the list, watching as the image of a smiling elder woman with warm hazel eyes and graying dark hair that lightly rested about her shoulders pop up into view.
"...Hi mawmaw." she whispered before letting out a heavy sigh.
"Beau?"
She turned her head to the right at the voice, and looked down to see her husband, Lynn, looking up at her with sleepy, ice blue eyes.
"It's late, why aren't you asleep?" he asked.
"I'm sorry if I woke you, hunny bun, but I...I just can't sleep right now." she told him softly.
Lynn seemed a bit confused at first, but then realization appeared across his face once he remembered what the date was.
"Do you want to talk some?" he asked as he reached over to his night stand and began to feel around for his glasses.
"No, it's okay, you have work tomorrow, so go back to sleep." she told him with a small smile as she ran her fingers through his thick, curly brown hair. "I'll be fine, I just want to look at some of her pictures for a little bit."
"I'll go to sleep right after."
Lynn didn't look very convinced by that, but she was right, he did have work tomorrow with a stack of papers waiting for him that he would need to be fresh for; So as he let out another big yawn, he decided to listen to his wife and nestled back into the covers.
"Well...then if you need me for anything, anything at all, don't hesitate to wake me up, okay?" he told her.
"I will my baby." she assured, allowing herself to smile at him as she bent over and shared a kiss. "Sweet dreams."
It didn't take long at all for her husband to fall back into a deep sleep, and once his light snores reached her ears, she focused back on her laptop and went through everything that had her grandmother in it; Every picture, every message and every video that she could quietly watch and listen to that most dearly missed voice...
But after what seemed like such a short while, she found herself with nothing else of her grandmother that she could look at or watch. And slowly closing the laptop, she just sat back in bed and silently contemplated with herself as she stared into the darkness of the bedroom.
Her heart still ached terribly with the absence...even after all this time, it still didn't feel right, going on like this without her here.
A sudden bright light peeking out from behind the curtains of their bedroom caught her attention, and after taking a quick glance at her slumbering partner, she slowly eased herself out of the bed; She stopped when he stirred slightly, but once she was sure that he was still sound asleep, she carefully kept over to the window and pulled back the blue curtain a bit to look outside.
There wasn't a cloud in the sky, which she found odd because there was such a heavy overcast earlier that day...but it still brought a smile to her face to have such a perfect view of the moon as it shined so brilliantly while the stars seemed to dance all around it.
And as she leaned her head against the window frame, she sought out the biggest and brightest star she could find and quietly sang to herself...
'When you wish upon a star,
Makes no difference who you are...
Anything your heart desires,
Will come to you...'
She smiled sadly after the little bit of that timeless diddy, but soon she found herself fighting to keep her greenish gray eyes from tearing up.
She had cried enough to last her the rest of her life, and it wouldn't do her any good to cry more as it wouldn't make any difference whatsoever; But as she brushed a lock of her long, curly red hair behind her ear and took another look at the brightly shining star, that didn't stop her from longing... longing that wishes really could come true like they did in her favorite movies.
But...even if by some impossible miracle that there were magic lamps or fairy godmothers out there, it wasn't likely that she would ever be granted the one wish she held in her heart...
After a short while of staring up at the starry night sky, a big yawn found it's way out of her, and as that comfy mattress seemed to beckon to her finally sleepy self, she moved away from the window and back towards her bed; Slowly and carefully crawling into it and wrapping the blankets around her before cuddling as close as she could to her dear husband without waking him and finally closing her eyes with a tired sigh.
...Blissfully unaware that she was being observed by unseen eyes.
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The old sorcerer silently watched the image in his cauldron as sleep finally pulled the young lady into its sweet embrace before he took a small brown sack front the right sleeve of his blue robes, untying the knot around the neck and pouring out a glimmering, sand-like silver powder onto his open palm; But as he held it over the cauldron, he hesitated, a deep frown upon his face that made it apparent that he wasn't sure if he should go any further.
"Are you quite sure that this is what you wish to do?" he finally asked the slightly stout figure that stood behind him in the shadows. " There is a chance that she may not find her way back to her world should she fail to move along the path..."
"A chance she could get hurt."
"There may be times when she will falter, but I have no doubts that she can make it in the end." They told him. "You should try to having more faith in her, instead."
"Isn't that what you people are all about?"
The old man only gave a deep sigh at her statement, but held any further opinions he may have had to himself and lifted the powder over the cauldron before he turned his hand, letting the shimmering grans fall into the bubbling waters within the cauldron; Watching and waiting as the image of the sleeping, red headed woman grew brighter and brighter until it was completely engulfed within the light...
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Alrighty, that's a wrap on the first chapter, Sorry there wasn't much.