I've always been a Terra/Locke fan and for some reason I felt like coming back to that. 100 words.
Disclaimer: Don't own FF3/6.
Stolen. Moments, memories, they had been stolen from her. She had been conditioned. Controlled. Weaponized.
She had no choice. Now she did.
No more. No more weapons, no more magic. She would slip away.
"I promised to protect you," he said. "Say it. Say it and I'll come."
She would slip away into a healing world and all this would be forgotten. Cut ties. Forget. They had helped her more than they would know. Now it was time for her to leave, to grow.
She could slip away.
"Come with me."
She didn't want to cut ties. Not with love.