I do not own the characters in this story, they belong to a wonderful game I only just discovered barely a week ago. This story is NOT going to follow the events in either of the games. It may or may not touch base with some things but the story itself will not in hopes that the readers of this story will go on ahead and try the actual game itself, I highly recommend it. This game series was sadly not advertised enough and that breaks my heart that a gem like this would go undetected for nearly a year now. The game is not even a year old and it's already facing a sad fate, due to lack of exposure. And so it's because of this I will be trying my hardest to stay away from the main story of the game in hopes people will go check it out.
Think of this story as a tribute to the game, an apology for only now discovering what I think is probably one of the best games I've ever played. I am sad to say that Gravity Rush 2 didn't get as many sales as they were hoping so in one months time the servers to that game are going to be shut down due to this fact. (even though Gravity rush 2 got one of the top game awards in 2017.) The game isn't even a year old yet and it's facing a very sad fate.
I adore the game and feel ashamed that I only now actually tried it, even though I walked by it in the store countless times, because I didn't know what that game was. It's not your average game and that's why it's so amazing.
Anyways, please enjoy this story, again it's not going to follow most of the details of the game so hopefully no one needs to worry about any spoilers if my readers do decide to go on ahead and purchase the game and play it. If you have or are going to/are currently playing the game lemme know what you think of it in the comments!
On another side note, I apologize ahead of time for the spelling of locations and possibly characters names if they are mentioned in this story!
Sit back, relax, grab some coffee or some tea and enjoy!
The thing that hurts the most is simply not knowing. Not knowing why.
She tucked a strand of golden hair behind her ear as she gazed out over the town that she had come to call home. She honestly didn't know exactly how much time had gone by, the days were starting to blur together. She had her ups and her downs and her lefts and her rights but finally she managed to find time to simply find a rooftop and sit back and relax for the first time in what felt like forever.
For the longest time it felt like no one wanted Kat to have time for herself, no one wanted her to be alone... Not that she could really blame them. If she had been in their shoes she probably would be acting the same way, be wearing the same worried expression that everyone seemed to have when they even so much as looked in her general direction.
So many questions had been thrown at her but she had been able to answer so few and that alone seemed to bother so many people, people were scared, worried, wonder if something bad was on the way.
Had it all just been one big warning for what was yet to come?
Kat sighed softly as she allowed her legs to dangle over the edge of the roof, the rough texture of the edge gently digging into the backs of her knees each time a leg rocked back and made contact before slowly swaying forward once more. She almost looked like a child, sitting there, almost like she was waiting for something or someone. But in reality the blond haired woman was simply allowing time to tick by, enjoying the alone time.
Sneaking away even if it really was just for the night was something Kat normally ever did. She normally would tell people where she was going just so they were able to find her if something did happen. But in this case she just really needed a moment to herself. Just a moment to breath and try and make sense of everything!
Hekseville didn't seem like a dangerous place on first glance, however that quickly changed the moment Kat came back. A place she had once called her home was suddenly a place she hated without reason. The burning inferno in her chest desired only one thing.
Death of everyone she could see and Destruction of anything in her way.
The damage she had caused with thankfully no causalities had been astounding! It was a wonder that no one had been hurt. The actions that were taken against the merciless assault were perfectly timed and played out to an absolute pin tip. She didn't know if it had been skill or luck or maybe it was a mixture of both? Either way no one was hurt and Kat was so painfully grateful for that.
She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as she allowed the memories to flow through her mind for the first time since the event, almost like she was still trying to make sense of the whole situation. It felt like nothing made sense to her! The flashing images of explosions, fire, people running for their lives, the shrill ear piecing screams of terror all around her. The feeling of her heart pounding deep within her chest, the adrenaline coursing though her veins, and the hate that didn't make any sense to her stinging her mind like a thousand bees! She rained terror down upon anything and anyone she could reach.
She could see and hear everything that was going on around her, but her body had a mind of it's own and during the entire attack. Someone far off was using her like a puppet, violently forcing her body beyond it's capabilities to cause as must destruction as they could.
She couldn't fight it, the grip her attacker had on her mind was so tight that it was almost as if she liked it. That it made sense, there was a logical reason why this needed to happen. That there was a logical reason why Kat wanted every single person dead, wanted every single building taken down, brick by brick, it all made sense at the time.
She could remember the furious roar bubbling up in the back of her own throat every time her body made contact with yet another poor obstacle in her way of a possible target. It had been her own voice, but she wasn't causing it, that hated.
But the moment, the conflict, the impact of someone of equal power challenging her, begging her, attacking her, battling her for what seemed like hours, the instant Kat was knocked out of the sky only to smash into the concrete ground below, knocking the ice cold death grip from her face was she able to see what she had been doing. The terror she had caused, and the realization that nothing made sense anymore.
The relief it was over.
There had been no reason for the hate she felt, no reason why she needed to attack. Kat hadn't been the one who was in danger at that moment. It was everyone else who was, and Kat had been the cause.
She. Was. The. Danger.
The danger to the home she once loved.
Thankfully a Gravity shifter had been fast enough to intercept the attack, strong enough to hold Kat at bay long enough to come up with a plan, one that had involved her colliding with Kat at bone breaking speed.
Kat remembered laying on the cold hard ground, bleeding from wounds, aching, hurting and finally breathing of her own free will.
The first breath was the hardest. Was even breathing something her captors didn't let her do on her own!? Whoever had their grips on her made sure to have completely control over every single function of her poor little broken body.
She remembered not wanting to move, or maybe realizing if even for a second that she couldn't remember how to control her own limbs.
She couldn't remember what it had been like to not have to depend on someone making the order to move for her.
Slowly, ever so slowly did memories come back into her mind.
Being alone, being found, being taken care of and then an ice cold grip on her face, her arms, her legs, even her chest.
She didn't know for how long but it was like being in a restless sleep where you would wake up every single hour on the dot, and then finally morning comes and you wake up completely dazed, like your body didn't wake up right, like you were not completely centered within your own mind, not remembering fully the events from the night before, only knowing that you had just had the worst sleep of you entire life.
Trying to remember how to even open her own eyes was hard, even as she felt the impact of someone's feet colliding on either side of her body, standing over her.
At first there was silence, for just a second.
Kat could feel the tension. They were waiting for the blond to get back up and attack again. But instead there was nothing. No movement, no threats, no hateful screaming. Only stillness, exhaustion, relief?
Kat tried to lift her head but only being able to move it barely an inch was all that was needed for the other to grow even more tense and ready themselves for an attack. Then there was a voice, a raspy, deep, familiar voice.
"Kat! Please stop this! I know this isn't you!"
That voice.
Finally Kat's eyes painfully and slowly fluttered open. Her vision was so blurry, that even her eyes were effected by lack of use of their owner. Even through the blurriness she knew that figure anywhere. That tall, slender form, that long dark, redish hair, those piecing eyes and even that dark bird on her shoulder. Yes, finally recognition. The only thing she didn't recognize was that expression on her face. That battle stance didn't match her eyes. That panicked, worried, confused look.
The blond opened her mouth and at first a tiny breath escaped her lips, no voice.
Then she tried again and then one more time.
"R..." A cough. "Raven..?" Such a tiny, weak, pained voice. Despite the harshness, it felt so nice to be in control of her own words once again.
She could feel the world around her growing dark again as she allowed her eyes to droop.
"Kat!" The dark haired woman above her gasped as she dropped down so both of her knees were on either side of the other woman, hands grabbing both sides of the blond's face. Almost like she was begging her to stay awake. "What happened!? Where have you been!?" The woman's eyes scanned Kat, head to toe, so many things didn't make sense. "Who did this to you!?" So many questions that Kat so badly wanted to answer.
Before Kat knew what was going on frantic hands were suddenly darting from each of her limbs, panicking, trying to get the rest of the ice cold death grip off of Kat. Each time Raven pulled a piece off it was like another horrible weight lifted off her chest. The sound of cold hard steel hitting the ground was what kept making Kat's eyes snap back open each time they drooped.
"What is all this!?" Raven demanded as she removed yet another piece of the horrible contraption that littered Kat's body.
Kat could hear Raven's furious yell. Judging by the clang of metal barely a second later, if she had to guess the dark haired woman just threw another piece of the horrible, stinging, cold contraption that had death gripped her body for far too long.
Finally after a few moments of struggling the rest of the pieces were off and Kat was finally able to breath on her own, but she still didn't want to move.
Raven was kneeling over her once more, taking Kat's face in her hands, calling her name. But why, if she was so close, why did Raven's voice sound so far away?
The world was growing dark again, and her body growing limp from complete exhaustion. Her body had been pushed so beyond it's own limits for far too long, it needed rest.
With her eyes closed she could feel her body being scooped up and held against something so nice and warm and safe, she could feel the wind pick up around her and she could hear Raven's faint voice calling to her, telling her that everything was going to be okay, that she was going to get help and get everything sorted out.
And that was it.
Black.
So many memories, so many things still don't make sense. Even now are memories still coming back, very slowly.
So there you have it, the first chapter of a story that I am literally making up as I go along. XD
I hope you enjoy and I will have the next chapter up and at em sometime soon!
And please! If you are curious and want to try the game, do no hesitate! Go out there and try it! There's a whole other story there just waiting for someone to uncover it.
For now please have a wonderful day! And let me know what you think!