What is Sanity? Ch.1
Okay, This is a Story I've owed a good friend of mine for a long time, and I've only just managed to get the time to even try to write it. This first chapter is somewhat shorter compared to what I wanted it to be, as I was planning on having a Prologue as well, but time has stopped that from happening much to my dismay. All Character mentioned in this Fan-Fic are owned by their respective owners and I claim no ownership rights over them.
Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys this Fan-fic as well as my friend enjoying it. Fingers crossed.
The halls of the hospital were going crazy with activity, doctors and nurses running all over the place, taking what they need to the patients that needed it, however, as this happened, time seemed to be slowing down for a single patient that had been placed at the hopsital, they were sat up in their bed for the first time in what seemed like years. The patient took their time to look around the room, before their eyes managed to focus on a mirror, revealing what their former self had been hiding.
As the patient looked into the mirror, their eyes began to 'show' what had been hiding under the unforgiving armor they wore, The patient had silver hair that fell to just below her shoulders, soft facial features that seemed a little rough due to a scar that ran over their right eye, but what caught their eyes the most was the fect that their eyes had a reddish-blue hue to them, then they realized that they were staring at a female.
The female ran her finger over her face, lingering on the scar for a few moments, trying to remember what had caused it, but all she could remember was the times she'd been fighting, never when she had injuries, only when she had been on the winning side of a fight. She let out a small sigh and shifted around, before hearing the door open and seeing a nurse walk in, only to be greeted with a smile as the nurse made her way over. "I see you're finally awake Miss. You've been out for about a week..."
As the nurse spoke, the female who was sat in the bed, tilted her head and then slowly moved her hands up to her head and held it, groaning a little, before finding her voice. "W-What happened... Where am I.." Her voice was a little 'fractured' so to speak, but she managed to speak just fine after getting over that.
The nurse smiled gently at the patient and nodded. "Miss, You were among those that fell into a small coma after your breakdown after the event at sea. You are currently in a hospite and being cared after. Can you remember anything about yourself?"
The female shook her head while holding it. "N-No.. All I can remember is that I was a soldier of sorts.."
The nurse smiled a little. "It's okay, from what others have told me, your name is Roselyn. Anyway, I was told to discharge you as soon as you woke up, due to the nature of your recovery. Everything that was on you when you were recovered is by the bed." With that, the nurse bowed a little and walked out.
Roselyn pushed herself off of the bed, steadying herself by holding on as she then began to pull her old 'Haven trooper' kit from the bad, sighing as she began to put it all back on. "I feel like this is the cause of something..." As she ran her hand over the armor, checking the fit on her small but curvy body, she sighed a little, but then she heard what could only be heard as crying, she shot her head up and looked around, trying to find out where it was coming from. It sounded like it was coming from inside the room, but no-one else was inside the room.
After getting out of the hospital, with all of her gear on now, Roselyn had been directed to an apartment block that would 'house' her until she got back on her feet, finacially. Roselyn walked into her new 'home', and looked around, observing it as she took note of how plain it was, just three different rooms, one being a combination of a Frontroom and a Kitchen, another being the bedroom and the third being the bathroom. As she looked around, she took note of something, that crying was still with her and she began to panic as she looked around, holding her head. "Wh-What is this crying!"
She fell to her knee's holding her head, trying the best she could to remove what she was hearing, but the crying eventually died away on it's own. Roselyn looked around and whimpered a little, before doing what she thought was her best option, and that was going to bed, despite her long sleep, she needed a bit longer to get her head straight. As Roselyn fell onto her bed, she immediatly passed out. Little did she know, this would lead to more things troubling her.
Across the street, watching the sleeping form, stood a woman, who had a small smile on her lips as she began to cry slightly now and looked away, soft foot-steps, leading away. "Soon..." Was all that was said in the quiet air.
Okay all, I know this isn't my best story, but this was a rushed first chapter and it's not my best work by far, I will be the first to admit that, but this is just to give a clue into what this story is about, and if you can guess, Then I'm happy for you. If you can't, well, I'm sure you'll figure it out in due tiime. ^^
Idea's and comments are always welcome.
