Authors Notes: I don't own the characters. I don't own the game. Well, I do, but not the rights to the game. You know what I mean. I'm a broke student....just about anything you can think of, I don't own it.
RETURN
Her eyes flew open, and she opened her mouth, her lips forming the word, "I". Her brain was sending her signals to say the last 3 words that she had been about to say before she was stopped. Water filled her lungs and she quickly realised the mistake she had made. Choking, she began waving her arms madly, swimming furiously to the water's surface. After a moment, she broke through the water, splashing everywhere. Her head and shoulders came into view looking almost triumphant, as if she had defied death. Letting out a long, ragged breath, she quickly swam the short distance to the shore.
Reaching it, she leaned her weight forwards, supporting her weight on the shore. She began choking, coughing up the water she had inhaled. After a moment, she pulled herself out of the water with weak arms. She breathed in deeply, trying to calm her spinning head and center herself.
One word kept coming to mind.
Cloud.
Cloud...., she thought dimly. Cloud, what is that? Something...something important...what does it mean? Cloud...remember....
Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back. Things were flashing through her mind, but before she could see them, they were gone. She desperately began grasping for something, some memory, to hold onto before it could go...something to remember. Her memories were all untraceable, leaving as they flashed through her mind. They couldn't just go..she needed something to hold on to. Something to remember.
Then she saw it, a sword. A sword? Not cloud...not quite, she knew in her mind. Then she saw yellow flowers. She was kneeling there, tending them. Someone was behind her, talking. Not...not cloud. This isn't it.
Looking out from a carnival ride at the flashing lights. She felt someone shift behind her, and smiled without really knowing why.
Soft touch on her hand...gentle and soft...someone's lips? Her smile softened fondly at the memory.
A voice.
A promise. "Cloud, someday you think we'll get to ride the Highwind?"
"Look forward to it."
An image...so blurry...a purple dress? A girl in a purple dress? Cloud...but not cloud. I can't find it...someone, remind me what I'm forgetting. It's so important...cloud is important.
Someone on a bike. Driving calmly, in control, defending himself with a sword against..soldiers? I can't see his face...so dark, so blurry...can't see..
Light. Lots of light. Sunlight.
"Aw, it's none of our damn business. Leave the treasure be. " She saw baby chocobos on a treasure box. She turned to the voice.
Warm, glowing blue eyes.
Spiky blond eyes.
Gentle smile.
Cloud, she thought.
She felt a sense of peace come over her.
Cloud.
Laying down on the grass, she smiled and fell asleep.
AUTHORS NOTES CONTINUED: I know, this is supposed to go at the beginning of the story, Too bad. This is written with more to follow it, but I think it works as a one part thing, too. So, there may be more chapters to come, or I may just leave it how it is. If anyone wants to write the continuation of this, feel free to. You can take this story as a basis for your own story, I could care less.
RETURN
Her eyes flew open, and she opened her mouth, her lips forming the word, "I". Her brain was sending her signals to say the last 3 words that she had been about to say before she was stopped. Water filled her lungs and she quickly realised the mistake she had made. Choking, she began waving her arms madly, swimming furiously to the water's surface. After a moment, she broke through the water, splashing everywhere. Her head and shoulders came into view looking almost triumphant, as if she had defied death. Letting out a long, ragged breath, she quickly swam the short distance to the shore.
Reaching it, she leaned her weight forwards, supporting her weight on the shore. She began choking, coughing up the water she had inhaled. After a moment, she pulled herself out of the water with weak arms. She breathed in deeply, trying to calm her spinning head and center herself.
One word kept coming to mind.
Cloud.
Cloud...., she thought dimly. Cloud, what is that? Something...something important...what does it mean? Cloud...remember....
Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back. Things were flashing through her mind, but before she could see them, they were gone. She desperately began grasping for something, some memory, to hold onto before it could go...something to remember. Her memories were all untraceable, leaving as they flashed through her mind. They couldn't just go..she needed something to hold on to. Something to remember.
Then she saw it, a sword. A sword? Not cloud...not quite, she knew in her mind. Then she saw yellow flowers. She was kneeling there, tending them. Someone was behind her, talking. Not...not cloud. This isn't it.
Looking out from a carnival ride at the flashing lights. She felt someone shift behind her, and smiled without really knowing why.
Soft touch on her hand...gentle and soft...someone's lips? Her smile softened fondly at the memory.
A voice.
A promise. "Cloud, someday you think we'll get to ride the Highwind?"
"Look forward to it."
An image...so blurry...a purple dress? A girl in a purple dress? Cloud...but not cloud. I can't find it...someone, remind me what I'm forgetting. It's so important...cloud is important.
Someone on a bike. Driving calmly, in control, defending himself with a sword against..soldiers? I can't see his face...so dark, so blurry...can't see..
Light. Lots of light. Sunlight.
"Aw, it's none of our damn business. Leave the treasure be. " She saw baby chocobos on a treasure box. She turned to the voice.
Warm, glowing blue eyes.
Spiky blond eyes.
Gentle smile.
Cloud, she thought.
She felt a sense of peace come over her.
Cloud.
Laying down on the grass, she smiled and fell asleep.
AUTHORS NOTES CONTINUED: I know, this is supposed to go at the beginning of the story, Too bad. This is written with more to follow it, but I think it works as a one part thing, too. So, there may be more chapters to come, or I may just leave it how it is. If anyone wants to write the continuation of this, feel free to. You can take this story as a basis for your own story, I could care less.