Chapter 1: Junction Unto Thee

I was just wondering if I was the only one that when I fought Griever I thought he looked really cool, and the fact that I had to destroy him and I couldn't acquire him made me mad. My cousin begs to differ with me on this subject. Oh well, we all have our opinions. This is just a little introduction as to what this saga is about so as to let you know if you want to read it or not. Well, I'm out!

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Death…bestowed upon me?

No…never…

For I am…the Ultimate

I am the one…who shall never die

Yet…I lay here…

There is someone…will I be saved from cruel fate…

Or…is this my destiny…

Junction unto thee…I will.

"I'm not alone. I never was. They're here for me, my friends. All I have to do is call out and they will answer…" Squall replied looking around the endless void of black as he called out to his friends.

Rinoa held Squall close to her. She didn't want to lose him. A single tear shed down her check and then the whole world seemed as if it were illuminated. Everything was bright, it was back the way it should be.

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'Alone? Me? Who do they think they are? I don't need them. I never did. There's no way I'm going back. They never gave me respect, never did anything for me. I'll be just fine.' Alana thought to herself and then realized she was in a pitch-black area. Surrounding her was nothing but total darkness.

She turned to run in the direction from which she came…but there was nothing there. Strange landscape began to appear in front of her. She was on a road, a small town on the coast was to the south and only a few meters before her was a strange looking ship-like building.

"This isn't where I'm from…where-where am I?" She asked to no one in particular.

Alana made her way to the strange building, she figured she had nothing to loose and there was nowhere else to go. Inside, everyone seemed to be scattered around running frantically. They all wore odd clothing she decided and had strange weapons to add to it. Every person looked as if they were staring at her. Alana hated it when people stared. It made her feel uncomfortable, an outsider, and it caused her to erase any rational thinking from her mind.

"STOP STARING AT ME!" She shouted at the top of her lungs to the people, they all turned to see what she was screaming about.

Who was this strange girl, she wasn't from Garden. She didn't look as if she were from anywhere around here. Those strange clothes, that strange shoot by her side. This time they really were staring and whispering started. Alana the pivoted on her heel and ran like a bat out of hell to the nearest area.

It seemed to be the infirmary. The walls were decorated with white and there was that same smell. Alana could hear heavy breathing behind the curtain to the far left. She felt curious and somewhat possessed to know what or who it was. Slowly she slid it open and was met by a pair of chocolate brown eyes. They seemed to hold an evil aura and happened to belong to a young girl. She had on a blue suit of sorts with a black shirt and shorts under it.

Those eyes seemed to mesmerize her, to hold her in it's power. This wasn't like the cold staring eyes of others, no, it was as if the eyes wanted something and would do anything to get it.