Author's note: Well first of all, I want to thank everyone that will be reading this story. This is my first try at writing, fan-fiction or other, solely in english so please be kind ( I'm a francophone, so if there are any mistakes that I might have missed, please tell me). And please review . The rating here is mostly for a ff7-in-character Cid, but it might go up later on ( and please tell me if I rated it alright). Sorry for the yaoi fans, but there won't be any in this fic (it will still be good!!). And sorry for the OCs haters, there is one in here, but I think she's well integrated. Alright now let's get down to it. A bit of Cloud and Leon angst, but don't worry, won't always be like that. Cookies for the Xigbar and X-men 2 references. Oh! and I don't think I need to mention that I don't own any of those characters, 'cept for Mary. Enjoy!
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Kingdom Hearts:
Waltz of Memories
Prologue
'Aerith says he's dying Cloud, pleaded Yuffie to the older man who stood coldly in front of her, staring at the floor. What HAPPENED!?!?' she asked, the strength of her desperation echoing in her voice.
The blonde haired warrior sighed heavily, lifting his weight from the living room's wall, and stood in front of the young ninja, his eyes floating slightly over the so-close-yet-so-far door that led out of the common house before falling down on the girl's small frame.
He should have been long gone by now... All eyes were on him now. Yuffie's and Tifa's dark irises, Cid's and Merlin's sharp blue eyes, Aerith's sad green gaze... He looked away momentarily and breathed in, wondering how the hell he would explain something he didn't understand in the first place. Then, he faced the others, his eyes lingering on the viridian-eyed brunette for an instant.
-' I... I don't understand what happened, he begun. I... I was... I was about to leave... then Leon...'
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Cloud slowly closed the door to Aerith's room as he finished adjusting his shoulder pad, trying not to break the peaceful silence that ruled over the house after nightfall. As noisy and chaotic as Merlin's house, or the Radiant Garden restoration committee's HQ and common house, as Yuffie renamed it, could be during daytime, when all of it's occupants would fall asleep, the place became totally different, an aura of calm and well-earned rest falling over it.
'Not that any of the others would ever know it' Cloud thought. He was probably the only one who'd ever get up at this hour... The blonde closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the serenity he always felt here, always there yet always too short, an ephemeral glimpse of a happiness that would never be his.
She would be sad tomorrow, he knew it. Her soft, comforting eyes would open on an empty room, and might even shed a tear, and he wouldn't be there to see it. He would be far away when she'd wake up, and yet she would greet him with open arms when he'd dare showing up a bit later on. Damn, he wasn't even gone and he was already felling bad. ' C'mon Strife, he thought to himself, it's now or never'. He knew that if he hesitated any longer, he would walk right back into the flower girl's room. And he could not do that to her. He had to protect her from his darkness, and from these visions he had of her, dying on Sephiroth's blade. Be a sight of the future, of a past life or just a creation of his twisted mind, he could not care less. The only thing that mattered is that whenever he was around, Aerith wasn't safe. He wasn't strong enough to help anyone, so how could he protect her? No, it was better that way.
Cloud opened his eyes and started to walk down the corridor, careful not to make any sound.
They were all better without him, he thought.
The wooden floor creaked as he was halfway through the hallway. He had to watch out for those noisy planks, he mentally noted, before realising he knew them by heart and that the sound came from a few footsteps behind him.
The next thing he knew, the fair haired man was violently pinned on the wall by an angry looking Leon.
-' What do you think you doing?' said the gunblader in a low yet ice cold tone.
The other man, surprised at first by the sudden attack, relaxed momentarily when he recognised his friend, then composed himself to his usual reserved and stoic attitude.
-' Leaving. Why should you care?' replied the blonde warrior, granting the brunette a glare much like his own.
-'... And just where do you think you're going? 'asked the taller man, a peak of anger piercing through his usually emotionless tone as he strongly pushed Strife on the wall once more.
-'Why don't you mind your own business?' stroke back the blonde man, sick of being pushed around, as he shrugged out Squall's grip, considering this lovely discussion over. He tried to step away from the man, only to get pinned on the wall once again, only harder this time, a loud thud echoing in the hallway as Cloud's body collided with the wall.
-'Oh! And by that you would mean making sure the only sane person left in this house won't wake up crying because she's fallen for an idiot who can't stay with her for more than 24 hours in a row?!' roared Leon, his voice filled with contained anger.
The man had been quite edgy of late, and it seemed to the fair-haired warrior that he had decided to let it out on him. Fine, Cloud thought, two can play that game.
-'Don't worry, she's a big girl, she can take care of herself', he said with a sarcastically mocking tone.
-' And how could you know? snapped the tall brunette. You're never there'.
That did it. The smaller blonde pushed the man to the other side of the corridor, decided to let out some of his own frustrations.
-'Quit the protecting act Leon, we all know you don't give a damn', proclaimed the fair-haired soldier.' How long has it been? Ten years today no? Makes you feel any better when you protect them as if they still were kids??' he said, shouting this time, disturbing the calm of the night.
He opened his mouth, ready to add more, ready to blame him for being what he could never be, for being able to do what he could never, but then he took a look on the gunblader's face. All the anger that was present a few seconds ago had been drained, leaving a stoic-yet-thoughtful look in the steel-eyed man's gaze. He had gone too far. No matter what he said to Leon, he never really meant it. They were friends after all, in a bizarre and quiet way, but still, Strife trusted Squall more than anyone else. Anger also left the blonde's features as he carefully avoided to meet Leon's eyes while bringing his gaze to his shoes.
-'Ten years already...', whispered the brunette slowly as he stepped away Cloud.
The pale haired warrior looked up, catching a glimpse of sadness on the face of his friend. He shouldn't have brought it up. The destruction of Radiant Garden never was a good thing to remember, even on it's anniversary.
The two men stood quiet in the hallway for a moment, letting the memory of that terrible day take over for an instant.
Sound coming from the nearest room shook the younger man out of his reverie. They had woken the others up. It was his last chance to leave. Ready to go, he took one last glance at the gunblader, and stopped dead in his tracks.
Everything that just happened was unusual, the two stoic men shouting at each other, then silently regretting and remembering, but that was something else. Leon's ever present frown was accentuated to a clear expression of pain, his jaw closed tight and his breath shallow as he clutched his chest with his left hand, his knuckles whitening from the pressure.
-'...'
Cloud stared at the older man with a worried look. He had seen him take hits take would have made other pass out without even grunting, and there he was, gasping and suffering and holding his chest as if his heart was about to pop out. The brunette tried to take a step, groaned in pain and fell on one knee.
-'...Leon?' said the blonde man, worry clearly audible in his voice as he leaned closer.
The man moaned once more and fell on all fours, trying to catch his breath through the waves of pain that rang in his body, crashing and smashing his heart as if it was stress ball.
-'...G-...g-get.. A-aerit-th...' muttered the gunblader, tears of agony starting to blur his sight.
Then he loudly fell to the ground, his hand still pressed on his chest, his whole body shaking in pain.
The spiky-haired man took a desperate look around him.
''What the hell...?''
-' Could you guys keep it quiet?' demanded a very sleepy Yuffie from the threshold of the room. 'It's merely 2 am and I would really like to...' started the young ninja before noticing that Squall was lying on the floor, gasping for air. 'Leon?? Cloud, what's...?'
-'Go get Aerith, Yuffie! commanded the man while turning the suffering brunette on his back.
Tears were now flowing slowly down the man's cheeks, a frown of incomprehension and pain stuck on his face as his body was spasmodically shaking from an unknown torture, his hand still grasping his white t-shirt in a desperate attempt to stop whatever was going on.
-'...But what...?'protested the girl while taking a step closer.
-'GET AERITH! NOW!' shouted Cloud as he tried to lift the suffering man to take him in a bed. Leon's weight lightened a little when Tifa appeared at the blonde man's side, helping him carrying the older man as Yuffie's footsteps echoed down the hallway floor.
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-'...So this is where Kairi comes from', said Riku as his friends and himself arrived in Radiant Garden's marketplace.
-'Yup!' Sora nodded.
-'... Looking good enough', commented the older boy.
The redheaded girl was looking all around her, her eyes shining with the pleasure of the discovery, and her two friends couldn't help but smile.
-'Yeah, thanks to Leon and the others. Should have seen it when it was all worn down...', the keyblader begun, before remembering a crucial detail. 'But, wait, the both of you have seen Hollow Bastion, no?' said the blue-eyed boy with a small frown.
The other boy looked down.
-'Yeah well I wasn't quite myself...' he muttered, avoiding his friend's gaze.
-'This is the same place?!' asked Kairi in astonishment, her blue eyes coming back on the boys for a moment.
The brunette nodded once more.
-'Yup!'
-'Let's go take a look around!' proposed the girl, already going down the stairs that led in the center of Radiant Garden's market.
Sora took a look at his best friend, who still seemed a bit uncomfortable about what had been said.
-'Hey! 'the keyblade master gave Riku a light punch on the shoulder. 'Don't worry 'bout that, 'kay?' he demanded with a contagious grin.
The silver-haired boy stared at him an instant, then gave him his arrogant grin as he shove him with his elbow.
-'Humph! As if!' he answered before starting to run to catch up with Kairi.
The brunette smiled, satisfied, and wanted to rush after his friends, but a laughter in the back of his head made him stop.
'What's so funny?'
'Nothing...' Then a chuckle. 'He just... reminded me of someone...'
'...Who?'
'...Weren't you guys here because the King said Leon needed help?'
The keyblader agreed mentally. That was Roxas' way of ending a conversation anyway. Hearing him inside his head had been weird at first, be he was getting used to it. Besides, that was his way of staying Roxas, and not just becoming part-of-Sora, and the boy understood this. He still felt bad for his nobody, and well, if that could make up for all the stuff that happened to him, then he didn't mind. And Roxas even gave good advices sometimes. Like right now.
Sora hurried down the stairs and into the marketplace, finding his friends buying three bars of sea-salt ice-cream from Donald's uncle.
-'Hey!' Kairi waved at her friend.
-' Here', said Riku when the keybalde bearer arrived, throwing him a light blue ice-cream bar.
The boy agilely grabbed the treat and took a bite in it. Sea-salt.
'Your flavor, right?'
The voice said nothing but the boy could feel his other's contentment. The young hero smiled, saluted Scrooge, then started to walk down the stairs that led out of the market and into the residential part of Radiant Garden, his friends by his side. The three of them strolled in silence, enjoying the salty-sweet taste of the ice-cream.
-'What do you think Leon need us for anyway?' asked the keyblade master, remembering the too short letter King Mickey sent them, as he swiftly finished to eat the cold treat.
-'Pro'bly to take care of a couple of heartless' answered the taller boy.
-'Then why insist on bringing Kairi along?' the younger boy insisted.
-' 'Cause I'm a good fighter!' proclaimed the redhead with an indignant look that made the boys chuckle.
-'Very funny', said Sora, thus gaining himself a small punch on the shoulder from the girl, followed by a smirk that quickly faded into a soft smile they shared for a moment.
Riku rolled his eyes in exasperation. He had nothing against his two best friends being in love with each other, but it was about high time one of them made a move. The teal-eyed boy smiled wickedly as he shoved the brunette, making him take a step towards the small framed girl, thus bringing their heads close enough to have the both of them sheepishly turn away, their cheeks blushing slyly.
-'Hey! Watch it!' said Sora to the older boy with a mean look, deliberately ignoring Roxas, whose laughter ran clearly although his skull.
The young man grinned, playing the innocent, granting the smaller boy a don't-know-what-you're-talking-about look, while their female friend simply giggled.
-' You're here.' Aerith's voice, filled with hope and relief, was heard as soon as Merlin's house came in sight, and the trio couldn't help but feeling tense, as if the burden that was taken from the woman's shoulders had been placed on theirs.
The keyblade master smiled as he waved to her.
-'What's going on?' he asked simply, noticing how the green-eyed brunette seemed sad and tired. 'Heartless?'
-'It's Leon', cracked Yuffie's voice as the ninja appeared behind the older girl. If the flower girl looked sad, the young girl seemed desperate and exhausted. 'He's... sick.'
The trio stood there in shock.
-'...What?!'
-'What do you mean, sick?'
-'...Is it bad?'
-'Why don't ya all come and see for yourselves?' proposed Cid, emerging in the doorway, and stepping back a second later, as Sora and his friends rushed in the gloomy spirited common house.
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-'So... how long has he been like this?' asked the keyblade's chosen one, his blue eyes fixed on Leon, his friend laying in his room, his features still depicting steady pain, his breath uneasy and his hands firmly clutched even thought he was asleep.
-'Since yesterday morning', answered Aerith a sad tone in her soft voice. She stayed silent for a moment, and everyone could feel how discouraged she was. 'My magic doesn't work and Merlin says he can't help either, 'she sighted.
-'Even the King was powerless!' declared Yuffie downheartedly.
-'If only we could know what is wrong...' wished gently Tifa.
Silence reigned over the room for a moment, all it's occupants thinking and worrying about the fate of their friend.
-'Well...'Riku begun, breaking the silence, ' you said he's been grasping his chest, right?' The three women nodded. 'Then I'd say it has something to do with his heart,' slowly concluded the silver-haired boy.
-'...It would make sense,' admitted Sora.
Then they all fell silent once more, until the older boy turned to Kairi, who seemed to have some kind of inner discussion, after what she simply nodded and stood up.
-'Naminé says she's willing to give it a try', declared the redhead, incertitude audible in her tone. Riku smiled slightly. His thoughts exactly.
-'Who's that?' wondered Yuffie.
-'Long story', replied Sora, his eyes now fixed on his red-haired friend as she extended her hands over Leon's body.
Light started to irradiate from the young princess' heart, soft and delicate at the beginning, then periodically gaining intensity until it became almost impossible to bear. Through his almost closed eyelids though, the keyblade master could swear he saw a blonde haired girl standing instead of Kairi. Then the light swiftly went away, and the redhead turned around to face her friends, a delicate frown on her face.
-'She says... he's trying to remember something... but he can't because there's... a very powerful lock on his memories...' explained the young girl, pausing from time to time, listening to a voice she was the only one to hear.
-'Could she undo it? Riku asked while the others were still trying to understand the whole concept the girl was relating. They didn't have his experience on memories, neither had any of them worked with the mind witch before.
-'She can't', answered the princess of heart. 'She says only the one who made it can unlock it. And... she adds that we have to hurry...'
''Hearts are not made to be torn in halves''
-'... 'cause it's going to kill him.'
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'This thing's just totally lame.'
'Agreed.'
'Yeah!!'
'...well I like..'
'You gonna be a part of it anyway? ... Hey! Snap out of it, you wimp!'
Seifer's arrogant tone shook Mary out of her reverie. Sitting on their usual benches in the Sandlot, Twilight Town's self proclaimed Disciplinary Committee was enjoying the two last days of Spring Break under the warming sun.
-'Hmm?!' made the brown haired girl, pushing one of her two silver hair strand out of her sight, darting her deep brown eyes on her friend.
The blonde rolled his blue-green eyes.
-'Tomorrow's stupid skateboarding competition everyone's talking about', he said in an exasperate voice.' You gonna be part of it?' he asked once more.
The girl played with the skateboard under her feet.
-'Sure', replied the skateboarder with assurance, ignoring Rai's indignant gasp. 'It's not 'cause YOU are no good at it that it's lame', she concluded, frowning as usual.
The older boy stared at her for a moment, then simply laughed. She definitely was the only one who could ever stand up to Seifer without getting her ass kicked in the second. She often thought that it even was the reason why the scarred boy had let her in the group, Rai approving whatever he would say, Fuu agreeing silently or simply not caring and Vivi not giving an opposition strong enough to be worth it.
-'More 'cause the champ's a wuss', declared the young man, shrugging then pointing the said champion at the other side of the Sandlot, the place splitted in half by the skateboarding ramps that had been pulled up for tomorrow's tournament.
-'Zell's hot', affirmed Mary as she got up and picked her skate.
-'Agreed', added Fuu, to the rest of the group's surprise. The other girl grinned. Girls usually annoyed her, with their girly ways and all their babbling, but the white haired young woman was different, and the two of them were as best friends as their respective attitudes could make them.
-'Not you too Fuu?!?! said Rai, desperate, hands on both sides of his head, taking a laugh out of Vivi. 'The whole town as the hots for him, ya know?'
Seifer smirked.
-'His witch chick's hotter thought', he declared his smile widening as all his posse stood still in shock. If the whole town was in awe in front of the skateboard champion, they also agreed that the weird girl that was always with him was bad news. Rumours were that the raven haired girl would be a sorceress or something, and that was enough to have the whole town hating her.
-'... Y-yeah sure, ya know', finally said Raijin on an uncertain tone. The leader of the group laughed at his docile friend, then stole Vivi skateboard and stood up.
-'Need me to show you how it's done?' he asked Mary with an arrogant grin.
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Hell. Crap. Damn.
Things were definitely growing out of hand, Cid thought as he took a long puff out of his cigarette. He had stopped smoking long ago, after that old wicked wizard threatened him to make him think he was a 7 years old girl for the rest of his life, but the situation was just too freaking out of control. The man was leaning on the back wall of the house, enjoying the long missed feeling of the smoke filling up his lungs, 'cause there was nothing else to enjoy. Even the sun, who was shining brightly in the spring sky seemed unpleasant and mocking to him, the mechanic disliking the irony of a beautiful sunny day when one of them was dying somewhere just behind this wall.
Everything was going wrong, and now he was stuck in this. Never should've let the old loon have his way. He was trapped in that magic fool's secrets now. Never should've sworn it on Shera's soul. Now he had to play the damn dumb, pretend he knew nothing of this crap.
He had the feeling it might had something to do with it, but it could've been something else for what he knew about magic. But he heard Sora's redhead friend, through the half-closed door. It was the memories, it was that fucking old freak's magic. And he kept pretending he couldn't help. Damn.
Cid took once last puff, then threw the cigarette away. Sending the three kids to Yen Sid was just a distraction of some kind. The magician could end this right now, if he'd want it.
Hell, he wasn't going to lose the kid ten years ago, and there was no way he'd lose him now either.
He simply wished Shera's soul would understand, and that the spirits of the dead were still able to forgive.
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-'So... you gonna come to see me tomorrow, right?' asked Zell between two tricks.
His raven haired friend looked away, uneasy, the pendants hanging from the sticks that held up her hair tinkling musically.
-'You know I'd love to...' she begun, a bit of sadness in her tone. 'But Yen Sid's been more and more strict these days, and I have those spells I need to review...'
The blonde did nothing to hide his disappointment.
-'Awwwwwwwwww... C'mon Angela! I mean, tomorrow's the tournament!! You can't go and miss that!!' the skate champion almost shouted, hands moving from side to side to express his deception. 'Please!!! You gotta be there!!!'
-'Fine! I'll try to at least come to say hi', the blue garbed young woman gave in, with a smile.
-'Boooya!!!' screamed the face-tattooed young man with enthusiasm causing his friend to smile kindly.
-'Alright', giggled the young sorceress. 'Now I really have to go', she pleaded.
The sun was setting on Twilight Town, irradiating the city with a pinky-orange glow that made the whole place look sublime.
-'Want me to walk you to the Station? 'said Zell looking a little down.
-'It's no use', declined Angela softly. She knew he'd be more happy skateboarding anyway .'And, besides, I think there's people wanting to see you', she noted, pointing a group of kids who were staring at the skater boy in awe. Some of them were startled when they saw the young witch extending her finger toward them, but she chose to ignore them.
She was more than just used to it anyway.
-' 'kay. See you tomorrow then', said the blonde with a wide smile as the both of them started to walk away, him towards the center of the Sandlot and her in direction of the Station.
-'Sure thing', she promised with a smile. 'Oh! And late Happy birthday again!' she added, her smile widening.
The young champion chuckled.
-'Yeah you too!!' he answered before turning his back and rolling to the pack of fan that were waiting for him.
The raven-haired girl giggled.
They weren't exactly born the same day, it was just that none of them remembered when it was. Both of them found it rather funny, their birthdates placed on the day they were found, ten years ago, laying unconscious under the rain, their clothes ripped and their skins scratched and bruised, but their story wasn't all that pleasant. Neither of the kids could remember how or why they got to Twilight Town, where the came from or what happened. The girl's memory was as blank as a white page, and the boy could only recall his name.
Still, it seemed to the young woman that they made the best out of it. Zell luckily found a family willing to adopt a fourteen years old boy, and the mage Yen Sid, who also happened to be the one who found them, allowed the girl to come and study in his tower, sensing her great magic potential.
The old wizard was also the one who proposed her name, from the two angel wings she had tattooed on her back. She loved it as soon as she heard it.
Yes, she thought as she strolled down the sunset coloured streets, the two of them made it out just fine. Zell was the town's skateboard superstar, and well, it's true she wasn't really appreciated in town, but she was still happy about her life. Yen Sid was a demanding teacher, but she loved the old man and the three good fairies she lived with everyday.
Angela smiled to herself, enjoying the warmth of the setting sun on her face, earning herself glances from the couple across the street. She only wished people would stop treating her like some kind of monster.
'Keep dreaming girl', she thought sadly. No matter how nice and kind she was, people still avoided her like the plague.
She stopped to let a brown haired skater girl pass in front of her, she continued towards the Station.
'Too bad for them' she added to herself.
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She was late.
Mary rolled down the streets in hurry, the constant sound of the turning wheels of her skateboard on the ground warning people of her arrival.
She was 45 minutes late, to be precise. Supper would be cold, and she would get scolded.
She swiftly passed in front of the witch-girl, who stopped to let her pass. No time for disgusted looks.
Stupid Hayner. At least she'd shown him he was no match for tomorrow. That was, if she still could partake in the skateboard competition. Cid and Edea were great adoptive parents, but they were rather strict, and they would be mad that she was about an hour late without even calling.
The brown haired girl turned left in an unfrequented alleyway that also happened to be an excellent shortcut for times like these. She slalomed among the garbage cans and the cardboard boxes that laid on each side of the alley while trying to keep her speed, which was not a good idea. The teenager scraped one of the waste bins, making her lose her balance. She leaned form one side to another, trying not to fall off the still fast moving skateboard, but it was useless. The skate swept itself from under her feet, and she would have fallen hardly on the ground if a strong arm wouldn't have been there to catch her.
Getting her feet back on the ground, the girl turned to face the man, whose grip she had already recognised.
It was him, this constant aura of fearful power irradiating from him, a strong and ever-present smell of pure darkness surrounding him like the richest of perfumes.
She had this ability, being able to sense darkness when it was strong enough, along with other strengths still hidden behind the mysterious doors of her origins, doors she pretended not to be interested in when they were simply too terrifying to open.
But him, he knew, he knew what secrets laid in the depths of her heart, beyond the fog of her origins. He was the beginning of everything, her beginning, and held the key to the doors within her, his god-like might granting him all the powers.
If she stuck around long enough, she might be able to have him unlock these gates for her, or, at least, borrow some of his force to open them herself.
He was there, right in front of her, forcing her admiration and awe as if every time was the first time, even though he had always been there, not far behind her, perpetually lurking in her shadow.
Her guardian angel, her dark protector, of whom she knew nothing but his suffocating scent of immaculate darkness and his exquisite strength.
Her One-winged angel, as grand and dark as the force he possessed.
-'Thanks', she simply said, pretending not to be as surprised or impressed as she really was.
He stared at her for a moment, as if he was judging her, and, for a moment, the skater girl feared that he would reprimand her for not being home at this hour.
-'I have something for you' he declared after what seemed like an eternity for the teenager.
Her angel wasn't like that. Leave it to Cid and Edea to admonish her.
-'Really? 'she answered, trying to look indifferent. 'How come? 'she asked her arms as she shifted her weight on one leg.
-'Time has come', he replied, but she wanted a more complete answer.
-'Time for what?' she pushed with a strong desire to understand the man's infinite secrets.
-'For me to become stronger' he finally said, grabbing her right hand as he did.' And for you, to serve your purpose', he concluded with a deep tone that made Mary shiver.
And before she even have the time to wonder what the silver haired man could mean, thick thorns of darkness emerged from his hand, and started to climb up her arm, leaving deep cuts in which the prickles of shadows inserted themselves into her body, causing her to fall to her knees, screaming in pain. For what seemed like forever, the girl could feel the sterns of darkness forming roots in her body, tightening their grip on her heart until she was about to break.
Then, when the suffering became unbearable, it suddenly stopped, leaving the brown-haired girl gasping for air, clutching her tortured arm.
She looked up, ready to yell at the man for causing her so much pain, but there was no one. She was alone, on her knees in a small back alley of Twilight Town, her skateboard stuck inside a box a couple of feet ahead, all signs of the torture her arm suffered gone.
The skater-girl got up, still confused, unsure if what happened wasn't just a dream.
She was more than an hour late. She was going to be grounded for weeks.
Well, that's it! Questions, comments, suggestions? Please review!!!!!!!!
Emy
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