Broken Dreams
Concisus Nostri
Chapter 1
"Daddy!" a young boy exclaimed, staring through the window of their dingy little farm house.
"What is it, Walt?" The man reading newspaper at the breakfast table grunted.
Walt mouthed soundlessly like a gormless goldfish and pointed into the wheat field.
"What, Walt? Crop circles or something? Calm down…" The old man put folded his newspaper and tossed it onto the table, knocking over the cereal.
"I… I saw a bright flash of light over the field… and then… and then… what looked like a human falling from it into the field!!" Walt said, sounding hyperventilated.
A woman sweeping in the living room chuckled, "That's our son, Jack, always making up stuff."
"I'm not making up stuff!" Walt stomped his foot on the ground.
"Yeah, sure. Hey look at the pigs flying out of the barn." Walt's father, Jack, rolled his eyes.
Just to humor his son, Jack looked out towards the wheat field and saw, to his utter shock and disbelief, an injury-covered man staggering out from it. "What the…"
Jack stood up quickly as the wooden chair clattered across the floor. He dashed out and put one of the limping man's arms around him and dragged him towards the house. "Maria!" He called out to the woman. "Clear the living room!"
Maria scuttled around, shoving the coffee table aside, tossing the cushions on the floor and helped Jack lay the man on the couch. "Walt, to your room. Now!"
Walt ran inside his room and shut the door.
Maria returned from the kitchen, several bottles in her hands and put them beside the couch along with some cotton.
Jack peered down at the man. He had a large reddish scar across his face which, by the looks of it, had been there for a year or so. His body had many fresh gashes on it, blood oozing from them and his lips. Bruises were everywhere.
Jack cursed and started dabbing away at the man with the medicine in the bottles. There was a particularly nasty injury where the bones of the forearm could be seen. Maria, due to her experience of sewing tablecloths, was called to stitch the wound up.
Finally, Jack and Maria had done all they could for the man and had carried him to the spare bedroom to rest.
A few days later, the man emerged, staggering slightly, from his room, naked as his clothes were taken off before treatment was administered. Maria politely diverted her eyes. "Your clothes are by the bed."
The man disappeared for awhile before emerging again, wearing a black leather jacket with a fur collar and leather jeans. "Where am I?"
"You're in the country of Estrella. According to my son, Walt, you fell from the sky onto our farm. Anyway, what's your name?"
The man gazed into Maria's eyes intently for a moment. "Squall Leonhart."
"Nice to meet you, Squall." Maria said politely.
Squall shook his head, looking confused and pale. "How did I get here?"
"As I told you, you fell into our wheat field from the sky. Don't ask me how that happened cause I can't tell you why any better myself. Then my husband, Jack, he saw you staggering out of the field all bloody and such." Maria placed a chicken sandwich on the table in front of Squall.
"So he carried you in, treated you and let you rest in that bedroom."
Squall munched his sandwich silently, looking like he had a bad nightmare.
"So, Squall, what happened that made you fall from the sky?"
Squall surveyed Maria with his brown eyes, the scar on his face crinkling as he thought for a moment. He looked down at the table, looking momentarily panicked before answering, "I don't know… I can't remember… anything at all…"
At that moment, a call for help came from the fields.
"That's Jack's voice. He's in trouble!" Maria and Squall rushed out of the house.
A large flying purplish creature with a stinger for the tail was flying over the fields, apparently the cause of Jack's cries for help. "An Elvoret…" Maria whispered, before rushing into the house for a shotgun.
"That won't work, madam." Squall told her.
"It's the only thing we have." She replied as Jack burst out of the field towards them, the Elvoret close behind.
Squall took a step forward.
"You should step back into the house, madam." Squall said.
Squall raised his right hand and covered his face as Jack and Maria dashed into the house.
The Elvoret swooped towards Squall, faster than lightning. Maria screamed.
At that moment, Squall disappeared.
The Elvoret looked left and right, looking for his prey that so suddenly vanished.
All of a sudden, with the loud crack of shattering earth, a shard of ice burst forth from the ground behind Elvoret.
Inside the ice was a beautiful blue-skinned girl who looked as though she was sleeping. Elvoret turned around, roaring. The ice shattered sending a million fragments of it through the air, creating a sparkling rain.
The girl swung her head, her magnificent blonde hair swaying in the wind. She arched her back and held her hands above her head and it began to glow blue. Next, the girl snapped forward, directing the ball of blue energy at Elvoret.
Elvoret shrieked and burst into a ball of fire before disappearing. The blue girl returned to a sleeping posture before ice rose out of the ground and encapsulated her. The shard of ice vanished and Squall reappeared once more.
Maria and Jack watch, mouths agape. Jack ventured out of the house next to Squall, "What are you?"
End of Chapter 1
Author's note: My 2nd FFVIII fanfic. Hope you guys enjoy it.