AN: Hey people, it's me again xD I have great plans for this fic, but I'll stop putting it up unless you guys want me to. So basically this is a kinda fantasy story, about a girl who lived in our normal world, who ended up in the Final Fantasy world. In the process, she falls in love with our own dark, and mysterious Vincent Valentine, and uuhh.. You gotta read to know what happens next P Anyways, I checked this thing over and over again, so there shouldn't be any grammer mistakes, but if by any chance one of you spot one, please don't hesitate to tell me in a review, it would make me more than happy Well, I'll now leave you to the first chapter of my story, Beyond My Heart.

Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy. All I own are Faye, her friends and family. The rest all belongs to Square Enix (That's until I persuade them into giving me the company for free cookies) The song is also of Avril Lavinge I'm With You

Beyond My Heart

Chapter 1

It was time. With her alarm clock beeping, she groaned, and sleepily turned the alarm off. Turning in bed, so that she was facing the middle of her room, she pulled the covers off of her, and got up, sliding her slippers on her feet, and making her way to the bathroom. Scratching her head sleepily, and messing up her hair even more, she waved good morning to her brother, and walked into the bathroom. After brushing her teeth, she soon came out, and re-entered her bedroom.

She was a pretty girl. Everyone used to tell her that. She had long auburn hair that went down to her waist, and her eyes were a dark and haunting shade of brown; though she was not tall. Although people thought she was cute, she never thought highly of herself; accepting people's compliments, but her mind never accepting herself.

Her school uniform was neatly folded, and placed on her computer chair. Picking up the first article of clothing - which was her yellow and white striped shirt - she put it onto her bed, took her pajama top off, threw it onto the bed, and put her shirt on. She then took her pajama pants off, put a navy-blue pair of stockings on, grabbed her navy-blue, knee length skirt off of the chair, and slowly slipped it up her legs. Tying her tie up around her neck, she slowly slipped her slippers off, and put her school shoes on. She then brushed her hair, put it up into a high pony-tail, with her bangs caressing her pale face, and put her also navy-blue cardigan on. Swinging her heavy school bag over her shoulder, she slowly went out of her bedroom, and into the kitchen to be greeted by her mother.

"You seem to be in a good mood this morning, Faye," the girls' mother said. She was a plump woman, with dark brown hair, and her eyes a dark shade of brown, and not being very tall herself.

"Shut up Mum..." Faye answered back. She was never really a morning person. Having something or someone waking her up was not something she liked.

"Here," her mum said, handing her a mug filled to the brim with steaming hot coffee. "Drink, it should wake you up a little," she smiled lightly at her daughter.

"Thanks Mum, but…" Faye looked at her watch and, "I got to go catch the bus now. Even though I'd love to miss it for once…" she snickered.

"Off you go then," her Mum said, and went over to the door and opened it.

"By the way, I had to take the Library book back today! I have to go get it from my room," Faye shouted, dropping her bag on the floor and running to her room.

Skidding to a stop in the middle of her bedroom her search for the book started.

"Damn it! Where did I put the bloody book?" she growled, closing the door, to check if it was behind there. You never know.

After finding it under her bed, she started to make her way to the door, but was about to bash into it, and trying to stop herself, from running too fast, she was waiting to end up hitting her head on the door.

I'm standing on a bridge

I'm waiting in the dark

I thought that you'd be here by now

There's nothing but the rain

No footsteps on the ground

I'm listening but there's no sound

Isn't anyone trying to find me?

Won't somebody come take me home?

It's a damn cold night

Trying to figure out this life

She did hit something. Though it didn't feel like a door. It felt… Human like… Maybe more… She looked up, and saw what she was NOT expecting to see.

This hideous looking thing was standing in front of her, drooling. It apparently had two torsos with four arms, and two heads, sharing the same pair of legs.

Faye backed away. She looked behind her, to try and look for a way to get away from this thing but all she saw was a plain wall that looked like it would fall if she tried leaning back against it.

'Holy shit!' she thought, looking around the room, which I must point out, was as hideous as the monster in front of the girl, to find a way out. 'What the hell am I gonna do? Where the fuck am I?'

Finding what she was desperate to find, all she had to do now, was escape the monster. That… Was a problem.

Flashback

"Well, if I were Vicky, I'd point to the sky and tell him 'Oh my God! It's a flying pig!' and when he looks up, I'd run for it"

End Flashback

'I guess that's why I love my friends so much,' Faye thought to herself, and whilst she was still moving back, slowly, with this huge thing drooling all over, she crouched down, and grabbed a stone.

"Oh my God! Look! It's a flying pig!" she shouted, while she threw the rock, and she was actually quite surprised, when she saw that the thing actually looked at where she threw the stone.

This was her chance. She started running towards the exit that she had spotted before. Taking one last glance at the monster, just to make sure it wasn't following her, she bumped into something else. Something soft and warm.

"Damn it, don't tell me that there are more of these!" she whined, and looked up.

What she saw was… Extremely unexpected. But at least, this time, it wasn't an ugly monster with two torsos and drooling all over. He was different.

Won't you take me by the hand?

Take me somewhere new

I don't know who you are

But I... I'm with you

He had long unruly raven hair, which probably reached half way through his back, with a red piece of material tied round his forehead, probably to keep his bangs out of his face. His eyes. Those were what surprised her the most. His eyes weren't any normal colour. They were red. A deep shade of crimson. The kind of eyes which you could look at all day, and also, the kind of eyes which could read right through your soul.

His attire consisted of a black button-up shirt and black pants, with two belts round his waist. But all this, was covered by his cloak, which was the colour of his eyes, and under it, he hid, his right arm, and something golden that looked like a claw for a left hand.

A gurgled growl was what woke her up from her trance. She turned her head round, and saw the "Thing" advancing on them.

"Shit!" she shouted. "Do something!"

At that instant, the man looked up from her, and saw the monster advancing. He swiftly grabbed the girls arm, pushed her behind him, and aimed a three barreled gun at the monsters head. First shot, left a clean hole in the left head, and soon enough, blood started trickling down its forehead and slumped downwards, showing that it was dead. The right side growled in anger, and started running towards the man. In the process, another two shots were heard, and the monster just dropped dead on the floor, blood now spilling from both heads.

In the meantime, the red-head, tried moving away to the staircase she had spotted. She, unfortunately, never made it there, because half way there, she suddenly felt a stinging pain, through her right arm.

The man turned her round, using his claw and looked deeply into her eyes. She was frightened.

I'm looking for a place

Searching for a face

Is anybody here I know

Cause nothings going right

And everything's a mess

And no one likes to be alone

Isn't anyone trying to find me?

Won't somebody come take me home?

It's a damn cold night

Trying to figure out this life

Won't you take me by the hand?

Take me somewhere new

I don't know who you are

But I... I'm with you

"Who are you?" he asked, his velvety voice filling the whole room.

"I—I…" she stuttered, not exactly knowing what to answer. Did he think that she was some kind of secret agent murderer or something?

"How did you get here?" he then asked, his voice always in monotone. No expression shown in his eyes, on his face, and neither heard in his voice.

"I--I…" she repeated, and she suddenly blushed, looked down and pointed at the plain wall she was standing in front of before.

The man looked at where she had pointed, and looked… Amused.

"You came through that wall?" he looked as if he was going to burst out laughing in her face.

"Listen, I don't know who you are, or where I am, I just want to go home, and just go catch my school transport!" she shouted, fear clear in her voice.

She then fell to the ground, sitting on her knees, tears in her eyes, and caressing her freshly open wound.

The man just stood there, and looked at the girl. He slowly uncovered his right hand and extended it out to her. She just gave him a glance, and looked back at the ground.

"Let's go treat your wound," he said softly.

"I don't need your help!" she snapped back.

"You're loosing blood," he said sharply; glaring at her head and retreating back his hand under his cloak.

"I'll treat it after I find a way to get back home," she said.

"You will treat it now," he said, and with that, he grabbed her round her waist, and threw her over his shoulder.

"What are you doing! Let me down!" she screamed, hitting him on the back.

The man just started walking unfazed of her hitting and screaming. Walking up the old spiral staircase, he came to a stop in front of an old looking wall. He pushed the wall in front of him lightly, and it slid open with the bottom part, dragging itself on the ground.

He continued walking into what looked like a really dusty bedroom. Walking out from there, he then came in front of beautiful staircases, which both lead to an empty hall. Going down one side of the staircase, the girl couldn't help but notice the beautiful and decorated railings that there were. The pieces of metal where literally intertwined with each other forming these pretty circular decorations.

Being carefully placed onto a sofa, the man just left the room, closing the door behind him, and leaving the girl there all alone in the cold room.

The room was huge, like any other in the house, she assumed. In front of the long sofa, was a small coffee table resting on a small carpet filled with wonderful decorations. Right after the coffee table, lay an old fashioned styled fireplace. Over her head was a crystal chandelier which was showing faint rainbow patterns on the walls, with the dim light.

The door silently re-opened, and the man came back inside, with a basin filled with water, a cloth, and a couple of bandages. He slowly placed everything on the small coffee table which lay in front of them, and sat down.

"Give me your arm," he said quietly, grabbing the cloth with his right hand, and soaking it in the water.

The girl did as she was told. He squeezed the excess water out of the cloth, held her arm with his claw, and softly, started dabbing the cloth on her wound. The girl cringed at the pain.

"What's your name?" he then suddenly asked.

The girl stayed silent for a moment.

"Faye," she answered in a whisper. "W-what's yours?" she managed to stutter out.

"My name is Vincent… Vincent Valentine," he stated in monotone.

She just stared at him, while he kept treating her wound. The wound that he himself gave her only a moment ago. Even though he might not look like a very nice person on the outside, she was sure that this man's heart was of gold. Just like a gold mine in the middle of a huge forest.

The sound of a door opening was suddenly heard.

"Vincent?"

It was a woman's voice, and that, the girl was sure of. But that woman wasn't alone, because more than two footsteps where heard.

"Don't they ever knock?" Vincent said to himself, and then shouted out, "We're in here."

"We're in here? Did Yuffie come by, by any chance?" This was surely a male's voice, coming from behind the door.

The door opened very slowly, and a blonde man, with spikes all over his head, peeked inside, and saw the two sitting on the sofa; Vincent still dabbing Faye's wound.

"Oo! Vincent, who's this?" the blonde asked Vincent with a huge grin drawn on his face.

"Who's who!" the woman finally said. "Move out of my way Cloud!" she shouted, pushing the blonde out of the way.

The man, who now she knew came by the name of Cloud, wasn't too tall. His eyes were a bright blue, and had a strange glow in them. He wore this blue zip-up top, with a piece of material dangling down his left arm. His pants were black, and his left leg also had a piece of material dangling down. And last, he had this huge sword tied behind his back.

"Whoa! Watch it Tifa!" Cloud shouted back, regaining his balance.

Now, Tifa was in sight. She was the most beautiful woman Faye had ever seen. She had long, chocolate-brown hair, and a side fringe which covered her right eye. Her eyes were a burgundy colour. Something like the ones Vincent had, but hers were much darker. She was wearing a white tank top with a zip-up, sleeveless top on top. Her pants were three-quarters, and had this piece of pleated material hanging behind, which was stuck to her pants.

"Vincent! Where did she come from?" Tifa asked, staring at Faye with a certain interest.

"From the basement," he stated simply, placing the wet cloth back into the basin, and picking up the bandages.

"The basement? How can she come from the basement, if she's got to walk through the door before?" Cloud asked. He looked at Faye puzzled.

Faye glanced at Vincent for a couple of seconds and then looked down; her bangs covering her eyes which were slowly filling with tears once more.

"The problem now, isn't how she came here, but how we're going to take her back," Vincent said for the second time in the presence of his two friends.

"That's true," Tifa said, placing her hand on her chin. "Do you know how you got here?" she then asked Faye, coming closer to the girl.

Why is everything so confusing?

Maybe I'm just out of my mind

The girl just shook her head.

"I asked her the same question," Vincent said messing the bandages up, and growling. "Damn things."

"Vincent, move off, I'll do them," Tifa said, and sat down where Vincent was sitting.

"Well, if you already asked her that question, you must have scared her to death when you did," Cloud said with an amused smile.

The girl quietly let out a small giggle, causing Vincent to stare at her, puzzled, and Cloud burst into laughter.

Tifa looked worried though.

"God, what happened to you?" she asked, trying to take a glance of her face.

"I-" Vincent started.

"She can speak for herself, Vincent," Tifa told him angrily, tying the bandages round Faye's arm.

"I-I just accidentally scraped my arm against a wall," the girl finally said, looking to the floor. The last thing she wanted at the moment was Tifa killing Vincent. She just wanted to go home.

Vincent just stared at her, surprised.

"You scraped your arm on a wall? Are you sure there wasn't a piece of glass in that wall? These wounds are quite deep!" she stated, still worried.

The girl just shrugged. There was silence in the room.

"Well, you're done," Tifa finally said breaking the silence. She slapped her hands on her thighs and stood up from her sitting position.

"I guess we should get going," Cloud said, and walked up to Faye. "Nice meeting you.. Uuhh…heh?"

"Faye," the girl said quietly.

"Right! Right, so nice meeting you Faye!" he then told her, giving her a beaming smile, which caused the girl to smile back at him.

"Why did you come here?" Vincent asked.

"Well, to tell you the truth, we came here cause we need your help," Tifa said, shifting uncomfortably under his gaze.

"What do you need my help for?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Well, apparently there are a couple of monsters which were in the Nibelheim reactor which need to be eliminated, before it's too late," Cloud said, answering the other man's question.

"I'll see what I can do," he said, and turned round to face the young girl. "I need to take care of her first."

"Okay. Well, if you need us, just call," Cloud said, and left the room.

"See ya!" Tifa waved, and followed Cloud.

The door closed with a huge bang. Vincent silently sat down next to the girl, and put his face in his hands. The girl just stared at him.

"Let's go back down," he said, a moment later, and stood up.

The girl just nodded, and followed the man out of the room.

It's a damn cold night

Trying to figure out this life

Won't you take me by the hand?

Take me somewhere new

I don't know who you are

But I... I'm with you

AN: Well, that was chapter one, I hope you enjoyed it, and please review to tell me what you think. Until next chapter, Sayonara!