DISCLAMER: I don't claim ANY ownership of the things and concepts used in referance to Final fantasy franchise the only thing I take credit for I my own origional characters, and the fact that I wrote this fanfiction not sime other guy who goes plagerising fanfictions.
NOw that I've gotten that out of the way time for my extra; I wrote this on Notepad so it's god aweful quality and it'll probably look really odd on this screen, I just hope it's not too bad anywhore let's get on with this whole ordeal as you've all skimmed this anyway...
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Smoke, fire and blood. The sensation of these three things pushed me from my unconsious form and back to at least what I presumed was 'reality'. My surroundings where unfamiliar and strange in every essence of the word. Groaning I got up, clearing unwanted memories form my mind. Where was I? The question bubbled to my mind. Wordlessly I looked around my for something familiar a person, a house, any landmark of note- there was none.
I rubbed my temples vigerously thinking of how I'd gotten there. The last thing I could remember was black and before that nothing. Memories flickered at the edge of my mind but try as I might I could not claim them.
Sighing in irritation I started to pay more attention to my actual surroundings.
I sat at the edge of a glowing pool of blue-green substance. Mako, the blocked of part of my mind supplied.
The neon color unnearved me and I snatched my hand from the viscus liquid. Anything that bright was just screaming toxic and I doubted this was any exception from the rule. Staring around me I realised I was in some sort of cave and other than the area within a two meter proximity of the glowing stuff was pitch black.
I resisted a shudder as I pictured what could be waitin gin the darkness and instead decided to attempt bravery.
Probably not the best decision I'd ever made but I had no idea I'd even been pre-right now.
Staggering to my feet I chose a random direction to start limping through. I felt weak the same sensation as I imagined someone recovering from illness would feel. Sick? I quested out to my misssin memories. Pictures and sensations rushed to my mind: crippling dehydration, uncomfortable sweatyness, throbbing headaches and- NO!
I pushed my awarness away from the bombard of 'sick'memories that sprung to life in my mind.
Instead I put my complete focus on placing one foot in front of the other my hands waving out in every which dirrections trying to warn the rest of my body when something blocked the way so I could turn before I walked into it. It was much easier sadi than done in the pitch black. All light from the luminus pool slowley drained away as I fumbled my way into what I hoped was my way up.
After all, when you hit rock bottom things can only get better, right?
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Alright, so wad'yu think? And YES I KNOW pulling the amnesia card was pretty aweful on my part right but it might work. EMpathis on the might. It's a little short but really I just wanted some reactions first...
Any suggestions for a name? I'm thinkning one the lines of 'EVE' (my babby sissi's name- she's so cute ^^ )
so remember: sharing is caring AKA: REVIEWS! :D
RACHEL OUT!
