I struggled to open my eyes as florescent bulbs flashed to life above me. I wasn't sure of what day it was, nor could I remember the last time I felt sunlight run across my flesh. I struggled to push myself off the metal surface I had been laying on when two strong arms grabbed me, shoved me down and placed another form of metal across my wrists. Another push as my head makes contact with something hard. Good night.
"We have called upon you all today to be a part of a very special mission.."
A voice off in the distance sounded all too familiar to be ignored. A group of heavily armored men were leading me somewhere, but I could only guess where I would end up when their footsteps finally came to a halt.
"You will be assisted by someone who's reputation precedes her.."
Another shove forward and I felt the blindfold pulled from my eyes. I squinted, trying desperately to make out the figures standing before me. None were at all familiar at first glance. They were total strangers.. all except for one. And I never wished to see him again.
Squall Leonheart.