Livn the Fantasy.
Final Fantasy. My most favorite thing in the world; the games, the music, the movies, the toys, everything about it I love with all my heart! Favorite character: Vincent Valentine. Favorite bad guy: ……AHHHH!!! I can't pick just one!!!! Most of the time one can find me playing an FF game and if not then I'm reading fan fiction on line. Yep, I'm a fan girl alright. :D
Wandering around fan expo I snapped picture of all the FF characters I could find before coming to a table covered in FF gear. My eyes landed on the replica Buster Sword. Quickly learning the price I pulled out my cash and bought it. Sure it was a bit of a pain to strap to my back and walk around with it there since it weights a ton, but it's well worth it in my books. It was just a shame that I wasn't dressed up like one of the three characters that used it. Oh well, I can't have everything now can I?
Tucking my camera away I headed for the little area they had set up to eat and grabbed a soda and a slice of pizza. I then crammed the pizza down my throat and chugged my soda before heading back out into the crowds. This was what I lived for and I sure as hell wasn't going to waste a second if it could be helped. And sure enough my fast meal paid off, for on my way towards the game section I bumped into one of the game designer for Square-Enix. And this guy actually stopped to talk to me; once he noticed the Buster Sword strapped to my back. It turns out he was at the convention to find someone who he thought find the FF world and he could turn into a character for a new FF 7 game. I just about died for both shock and joy as he said that I could be the one he would pick. But just as I opened my mouth to try to say something to help me get the part and earthquake hit. Everyone scrambled for the exit, and I got knocked to the floor and stepped on; struggling towards a table I managed to get under it safely. Or so I thought. The floor beneath me began to open and a bright green glow came from it as the crack got bigger and bigger. I could only stare in shock at the floor. Soon the crack was large enough and I fell in.
I was in some kind of liquid, that was all I knew at the time. In a panic I reached out my hand, to my relief my hand closed around a metal bar and I was able to pull myself up. Coughing like mad I pulled myself up the ladder I had grabbed and on to the walkway above. Lying there I ran the events I had just lived through my head. One question stood out in my mind; how could this have happened. "Hey are you alright?" I heard a voice above me ask. "Not sure." I answered, though I didn't open my eyes. "You might have swallowed some mako. We should get you checked out." The voice said sounding concerned. "What? Mako?" I asked as I opened my eyes. My heart stopped cold as I saw the speaker. That's Zack Fair! How? Am I dreaming or something? "Hey what's wrong!" Zack asked with panic in his eyes. I sat up and turned my body to him as I looked around. This is a mako reactor. Could I really be in the FF 7 world? I wondered. "Ah man! Please answer me girl." Zack was clearly freaking out because of how I was reacting to everything. "Huh? Oh! S-sorry." I said as I stood up. "Hey easy! If you did swallow some mako who knows what will happen to you if you push yourself." Zack warned. "I'm fine. I don't think there's anything wrong with me." I tell him. "Do you feel like throwing up?" He asked. I shook my head. "Can you remember everything about yourself?" He asked. "Yep." I answered. "Do you feel dizzy?" He asked looking more relaxed. "Not at all." I answered with a smile. "That's good. It does sound like you're all right. I'm Zack." Zack held out his hand and I took it. "Dark." Just then Zack's phone rang. "Hello." He said once he answered it. I stood there waiting for him to finish his call since I didn't know the way out. "Yeah Angeal I found them and took care of them. But check this, I also found a girl." Guess he was here to take care of a monster problem or something. "No! It's not like that; she came up out of the mako." I had to chuckle lightly at that, for it he made a really cute face. "Nah she seems to be fine, said her name is Dark. What should I do with her?" Hope I don't get in trouble for being here. Then again it's not like I can explain what I'm doing here or even how I got here. I sighed. "Oh ok then. We'll meet you up top." Zack then hung up. "Alright Dark. Angeal said to head outside and he'd meet us there." Zack said before taking my hand.
We had been walking around for a while when Zack suddenly spoke up. "Hey Dark? How come you have the same kind of sword as Angeal?" I stopped and reached my hand behind my back. The Buster Sword! It's still there. But how come I didn't notice it? Wait a second! Is it lighter then before? I wondered before looking at Zack. "I um..I can't really explain it." I told him. "Huh? Why not?" He asked. Better think fast. "I can't remember why I have it." I lied. "You can't? Ah man maybe the mako did affect you after all." Zack sighed. I was glad he bought it. "Come on. Maybe Angeal can help you." Zack said before we continued walking.
When we stepped outside we found Angeal waiting for us. "I was starting to think you had gotten lost." Angeal said to Zack. "Yeah right." Zack laughed. "Angeal this is Dark." Zack said as he pushed me forward a little. Angeal looked me over before his eyes came to rest on my sword. "What?" He asked. "She doesn't remember where she got it. Might be because of the mako." Zack said. "Let me see it." Angeal held out his hand to me. I reached back and drew the sword, placing it in his hand. Angeal then drew his sword and seemed to be comparing the two. "Strange. They are both so perfectly alike. You say you can't remember getting this sword?" Angeal asked. I nodded though I didn't take my eyes off him. Angeal went back to comparing the two swords for a few minutes before sighing and handing mine back "It's strange how alike they are. But there's no point in questioning it until you remember where you got it. Now, what were you doing down there?" Angeal asked. I put on a look that said I was trying to recall, but then let out a sad sigh. "It's no good. I can't remember how I got there or why." I answered sadly. "Hey it's ok Dark. Right Angeal?" Zack said. "Don't worry about it. One day it'll come back to you. For now let's get out of here. The mission's complete and it's late." Angeal said. "What about Dark? What's she gonna do?" Asked Zack. Angeal looked at me and gave me a friendly smile. "She'll come with me. The guest room in mine and Genesis' apartment isn't in use and I'm sure he won't mind." Angeal answered. Genesis! If he's here then I've arrived in this word before Crisis core. "Why can't she stay with me?" Asked Zack. "I've seen your apartment. Hard to believe you can live in it the way you keep it." Angeal commented. I giggled lightly. Zack sighed. "Alright. You made your point."
Entering the apartment I was surprised to find it so clean and normal looking. "Genesis? Are you here?" Angeal called as he took off his boots. I did the same and followed him into the living room. Genesis was sitting next to a large window in a recliner reading Loveless. How like him. "Genesis!" Called Angeal. Genesis finally tore his eyes from the book and smile at Angeal; then he noticed me. "Angeal, since when do you be young ladies home? Is your puppy rubbing off on you?" Genesis asked with a small laugh. "Her name is Dark. It seems she's lost a few of her memories due to her swallowing mako." Angeal explain. Upon hearing that Genesis stood up and walked over to me, a soft look on his face as he brush some of my hair out of my face. "So you brought her here to help here? I shall do my part to aid her as well." Genesis didn't take his eyes off mine as he spoke. I swear if it wasn't for how nervous I was about them learning I was lying about not remembering I'd have a slight fan girl melt down right now; not to mention I'd glomp him because of how hot he looked at the moment. However I settled for something simple. I blushed and shutter. "Th-thank you." Genesis smiled at me.
Lying on the bed in the guest room I stared at my sword. It doesn't feel so heavy anymore. Why? I sighed, tossed the covers off me and went over to it. Picking up the sword I noted that it was still really light. I swung it around a few time; it felt like second nature to me, like I had done it a million times in the past. But I'm not a sword user. I'm a fist fighter. It made no sense to me. Hell it most likely never would, just like I would never understand why I was here or how I came to be here. With another sigh I set the sword down and returned to the bed. Pulling the covers over my head I sighed again. I know I wanted this. But why now? Why before Crisis core? What am I suppose to do? Is this a test of how a fan would react to this kind of thing? Or maybe I've lost my mind finally. I heard the door to my room open and I pretended that I was asleep. "Tell me Angeal, why are you really helping her?" I heard Genesis ask. "I have my reasons." Angeal answered. "I know you better then that. And I can tell she isn't normal. What is she to you?" Genesis asked. Angeal sighed. "Do you remember Trish?" Angeal asked. Trish? "How could I forget? She meant the world to you when we were young." Genesis answered. "Shortly after we join SOLDIER I got a letter from her. She had been pregnant when I last saw her. Her letter told me that I had a daughter and that she wanted me to come see her right away. I didn't go. Told her I would come see them once I had settle into things here. I was a fool to do so. For the next letter Trish sent to me told me that our daughter had fallen into a lake and drown." I just about gasped in shock. He had a daughter?! "I had no idea. But I fail to see what that has to do with Dark." Genesis said. "So you didn't notice it?" Angeal asked amusement clear in his voice. "Notice what?" Asked Genesis. "Dark looks like me and Trish. She is also the same age as my daughter would've been if she was alive to this day." Angeal answered. There was silence for a while. "Yes. Now that you mention it I can see the resemblance." Genesis said. "Whatever became of Trish? Genesis asked. "She took the death of our daughter hard. A month after she told me of her death I was informed that Trish had taken her own life in grief. All because I wasn't there for either of them I ended up losing both." Angeal answered sadly. I heard the door close and felt a tear slide down my face. My god. I had no idea. The pain he must feel as he looks at me. Angeal I'm so sorry. I shouldn't stay if I bring up bad memories just by being around him. I throw the covers off me; grab my sword and slip out of the room and the apartment. Hoping I'm doing the right thing I disappear into the streets of Midgar. Fading away into the night.