Well, I have a fan fic called "Silver Wishes and Golden Dreams" staring the Legend of Zelda…so this is my second here.
So if you're ever in the area, drop by and take a look at it!
"Talking" A person Talking
'thinking' Unless Character Point of View
Flash back
Me: Feh, I wish I owned Final Fantasy I but I don't……happy now? Muse comes in next week.
I don't remember when I blacked out, I just did.
I sighed as my waist length honey blond hair swept around my battered bruised form. Uncle just must have come back from Mother's grave when he decided to vent out on me…
I sighed as I took look of where I was.
Darkness is what greeted me. However, I could see myself perfectly. I winced as I tried to move my left pinky. A bolt of pain went through me and I moaned, a bit raspy though. It must be broken.
I looked over to my right hand and twitched the digits. Nothing broken but not un-bruised either.
I twitched my feet. A swollen ankle at the worst. My jeans were shredded and cuts and bruises spotted my legs through the hole in the fabric. The sleeves of my favorite red shirt were ruined by blood, seeping through the rips and tears in the fabric.
I felt wetness seeping out of cuts on my face from where the vase shards hit me. Some blood dribbled into my forest green eyes. My tears converted to crimson and vermillion as blood mingled with the salty wetness that escaped my eyes.
I wonder how Vanille and Feeya are to cope if I'm not there to take the abuse for them…
Sometimes I wonder if Dad ever knows…
Lillian Hikari died giving birth to me. It's rare but it happened. Uncle loved her but she married my father, Serge Fushicho.
Father and my wonderful aunt Lilia Fushicho, own a computer business that's vastly expanding into a mass electronic company. They're constantly away on business trips so that's when Uncle Kataz deems it right to pay me "Visits" and "Take Care" of me for my father.
Father is a truly wonderful man…A bitter laugh escapes my lips. I can just wonder what he'd do to Uncle if he ever found out. But I can't say a thing…or Vanille will be the one to become the next victim.
A sudden bright red light fills my vision in this void as I lament on my… 'interesting' thoughts.
I squint to get a better look. The light loses less of it's glare and I look at the small, but blinding crystal before me.
A great darkness shrouded the world…
The wind died…
The sea raged…
The earth decayed…
Only a prophecy kept hope alive in people's hearts…
"When darkness veils the world, four warriors of light shall come"
The red crystal darkened to an almost dull state before coming to rest at my chest. If I didn't know any better, this sounds like that Final Fantasy game I played with Vanille the other day…
I'm posting another chapter perhaps today or tomorrow…or next week. Depends…please Read and review even a flame!
