A/N: Alright, so I know I got one story sort of going, but this one came to me last night. I really need to get on revamping Scarlet Rage… I want to get started back up with that one again, but until new ideas for it come to me (you guys are more than willing to let me know if you have any if you've read it :D) I thought I'd go ahead and add my own little 'Geez, what if a character or three were to somehow magically come to our world' story. On account of I love stories like that. Mine probably won't be as good as some of the others, but I am going to try. The Prologue and first Chapter are going to be together. Anywho… enough with the note… on with the crappy story. More than likely slightly AU.
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing FFVII. That honor is Square Enix's. Thanks to them for all of the games, movies, and novels. I do not own the incredible song, either, of course… it's Shane Dawson's awesome Super Luv! It may not fit right this second, but it will later.
Summary: After buying an odd mirror from a lady at a yard sell, two sisters are about to meet three people they never would've imagined, when it brings them to life from a movie they decided to watch. Only chaos can ensue as they try to figure out how to send them back to where they came from.
'Have no fear
Your hero is here
My super sense is telling me that danger is near
I'm getting close to you so I can watch your back
A villain's on the loose and he's ready to attack…'
-Shane Dawson/Super Luv-
Mirror, Mirror
Prologue
The elderly woman smiled fondly at the picture of her husband. She remembered the day she'd met him… the day he'd shown up in her boring world. She remembered how he'd made it worth living.
Her coffee colored eyes traveled to the antique mirror. "How I remember," she smiled to herself.
There was nothing particularly special about the mirror. It looked like any other standing mirror you could purchase at Hobby Lobby or any similar place. No, in appearance it was just an ordinary mirror. "We know better, though, don't we," she laughed, merrily, "Yes, we know better, love. I think it's time I passed it on. I think I'm going to be joining you soon. Someone else deserves to experience what I've experienced. Who should it go to, though. We'll see, I suppose."
She continued rocking back and forth in her whicker rocking chair, lovingly looking from the mirror to her husbands picture. Next to him stood a young blonde woman with coffee colored eyes.
Chapter One
Yard Sale
"Meegs, stop!" Chelsea McKnight suddenly gasped, smiling out the passenger side window.
"Chelsea," Megan McKnight, the older of the two, scolded, "You could've caused me to wreck."
Megan, the one driving, slowly put on her breaks. "It's a yard sale," Chelsea giggled, "Sorry, I didn't mean to freak you out."
Chelsea was seventeen years old. Megan, or Meegs, was Twenty-one. The sisters both had dark, reddish-brown hair, and green eyes. Chelsea lived with her sister just outside of Nashville in the country. Chel had graduated high school early, and was taking time off to earn some extra money. Their parents lived in Ohio, but Chel had stayed with Meegs to not only finish high school. She'd wanted to go to a collage in Tennessee as well. Chelsea kept her hair to her shoulders, while Megan's went a bit past her shoulder blades.
Megan smiled at her younger sister… she was the only one who really called her Meegs because when Chel was little she couldn't pronounce Megan right. "You know," Meegs sighed, pulling into the driveway, "next time you can just be like, 'hey, Meegs, check it out. A yard sale.' You don't have to use the shock factor to get me to stop."
Chelsea laughed, "Okay, okay. I get it. Looks like they might have some decent stuff. This will be much more fun than Bed, Bath, and Beyond. Would you look at that house."
It was one of those beautiful Victorian houses like you saw in Western movies… or what they usually turned into bed and breakfasts. "Come on," Meegs said, getting out of the car.
Meegs went one way to browse, and Chel went another. She was thrilled to find that there were some antiques laying around as she'd hoped. Chelsea loved antiques. She loved anything to do with history. Things like that told a story from another time that she wouldn't have been able to visit otherwise.
Out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted something almost out of sight. It was a mirror. One of those tall, stand up mirrors. The glass looked brand new, without a single scratch. The wood had roses carved in it, and didn't show any sign of wear. It looked brand new. "I see you've noticed my old mirror."
Chelsea smiled at the elderly woman, and she smiled warmly back. "You say old," Chel laughed, "but it looks brand new."
"I've taken very, very good care of this. You're the first one to notice it."
"It's beautiful."
"It's yours, if you want it."
Chelsea's eyes widened, "How much?"
"No, no, dear. You misunderstand. I cannot sell. I'm giving it to you. It was obviously meant to be passed on to you."
"Oh, my goodness, I couldn't…"
"You must," the lady smiled, warmly, "I won't take no for an answer."
Chelsea shook her head in disbelief, "Thank you so much. I… I'm Chelsea."
"Lydia. It's nice to meet you, Chelsea. I hope that this mirror brings wonders to you… just as it did me in my youth."
Chelsea smiled, not knowing what else to do or say, she just said, "Thank you."
Lydia nodded, and then she walked away to tend to other customers. Chelsea sighed, "Well," she said, "I guess you're coming home with me."
2
"I can't believe she just gave it to you," Meegs smiled, in awe. "She was a little odd, but… incredibly friendly. It's a beautiful mirror."
"It is nice. I hope it doesn't clash with your Freddy Krueger posters."
Chelsea laughed, "I don't think it will. It looks good in this corner, though, yeah?"
"Yeah. I'm just glad it fit in the back seat of my car."
The girls admired the mirror a bit longer until Chel finally asked, "What do you want to do now?"
"I don't know… movie?"
"Ah!" Chel exclaimed, and then smiled, "My buddy Duncan loaned me a Blue Ray. He said it's fantastic. One of those movies based on a video game."
"Oh," Meegs frowned, "Really?"
"Come on," Chel laughed, "Why not? We've seen everything else we own a dozen or more times."
"Alright. Is it a cartoon?"
"I think the correct term is Anime. Even more correct than that would be CGI. You'll survive it."
"Oh, fine. When the GI Joe sequel comes out, though… no complaining. You're going to see it with me."
"You're complaining about a CGI movie, and you want to see GI Joe," Chelsea smiled at the frown that was forming on Megan's face, "Sure, alright. I like the Rock. I'll go see it with you."
"Deal. Stick the movie in and lets get this over with."
3
The movie hadn't been near as bad as Megan thought it would be. She even cried and said she would for sure have to play that game. "You know," Chelsea began, "I think there's several sequels and prequels that go along with it."
"I just want to play the original game. I'd like to know what happened before all of this. Then I'll watch the movie again."
"Oh, you liked it, huh?" Chelsea teased.
"Yes… although… I don't think it ended fair."
"No," Chel said, suddenly feeling sad, "I think that the three silver haired dudes should've gotten to live. It wasn't exactly their fault, right."
"Oh," Meegs laughed, "I was talking about that guy in red. To have a truly happy ending, he should've went without a shirt for at least a minute."
"Ha!" Chelsea giggled, "You mean the Vincent guy. He's CGI, Meegs."
"A very cute cartoon feller, indeed."
"There's no help for what you've got," Chelsea smiled, shaking her head, "No, though… I think the silver haired guys deserved to live. I mean… it was that Sephiroth guy and Jenova that were the real bad guys. I don't think it's fair that they had to die because it wasn't really their fault. They deserved a chance to try to live."
"Like you pointed out, little sister. It is only a movie… and a cartoon one at that."
"CGI."
"Whatever. Listen, I'm going to bed. If you want, tomorrow, we can look around and try to find that game. If no store has it, I'll probably order it. We still have the old Playstation stashed away, right?"
"I think so."
"Cool. I'll see you in the morning."
Megan headed toward her room. It was a small, two bedroom apartment, so she didn't have far to walk. Two girls… one who works at a coffee shop, and one who works at a clothing store in the mall… couldn't exactly afford anything fancy. They only had a Blue Ray player because it was a Christmas present… even it was previously owned.
Chel looked at the Blue Ray case for a little while, frowning, "You guys aren't even on the case much, huh?" she rolled her eyes, "Like you can hear me talking to you. You need professional help, Chel. You really do."
She put the case on the coffee table, and then headed toward her own room, still wishing those three really cute, silver haired guys had gotten a second chance. When she fell asleep, she was still thinking the same thing, and had strange dreams the entire night. Once, she even thought she heard, "Where are we?"
That's when she felt someone grab her a hold of the arm.
