Color Me Crimson

Miyamashi- HIII!!!! I know I SHOULD be writing new chapters, not messing with old ones, but I figured that I needed to clean up the story and some of my typos…whee, fun. Maybe the beginning will stop being so confusing!! Anyway, the beginning takes place sometime after the game, later, it'll go to WAY after the end, then, even later, it'll be IN the game…Oookay. I know, it sounds confusing, but…yeah… The disciplinary committee have been readmitted to Garden, but, as suspected, they aren't fitting in too well. Quistis is an instructor again, Squall and Rinoa are going out…and…everything else is like it was…yippee. Rated R for MUCH gore in the beginning and later chapters. You have been warned.

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The heroes delivered the fatal blow. Ultimecia was dying, but as she took a last breath, she unwillingly passed her powers on to the winds of the past… And this is where it all begins…

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As once lost memories flooded back into Fujin's mind, she felt like she was going to be sick.

"MONSTER! DEMON!" she screamed, attacking the mirror in front of her. It shattered, cutting her wrist and spraying shards of glass in all directions.

Fujin bled, and she loved it. The walls were splattered with crimson as she swung her arm around, knocking a picture of the posse off of her nightstand. The wound was bleeding quickly. If she didn't do something about it, she'd die. Fujin didn't care. The physical pain she felt at that moment couldn't compare to that of the memories tormenting her soul.

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Raijin burst through the locked door. It wasn't like Fujin to stay in her room alone on a Saturday, or any other day for that matter. He was starting to get kind of worried about her.

When he looked around, Raijin was horrified at what he saw. Fujin's room was in ruins. Blood was splattered and smeared across the white walls and glass adorned the floor. He looked around the room for Fujin, and saw her crumpled in a corner. She didn't look like she was breathing. What if she was dead? How could the posse survive without her? It couldn't, and that meant that the albino woman just had to live. The three of them had vowed never to break up the posse again, and Raijin sincerely hoped that this promise would hold true for the albino. As he stooped by her, he noticed a piece of paper next her hand.

"Don't bother crying over me."

Raijin crumpled up the note and threw it down, destroying it with his foot.

People in the halls snickered as they watched the frail, limp form in the dark-skinned man's arms. One message in particular made Raijin want to take out his staff and beat someone to a bloody pulp, but he knew that if he stopped, There would be no hope for Fujin.

"I hope that monster dies."

Raijin knew that if he stopped, that bastard would get what he wanted.

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Seifer had been called into the infirmary. He felt so stupid walking out of the cafeteria. Plus, Fu and Rai would probably come to get lunch while he was out, and he didn't want them to think he'd abandoned them…again.

"This better not be some stupid checkup or anything…"

As he walked into the infirmary, Seifer was struck with fear. Raijin was sitting on a chair with his hands on his head and Doctor Kadowaki was writing furiously.

"What the…" Seifer asked to Raijin. The taller man didn't move. In fact, it seemed as if he didn't want to hear. It was Doctor Kadowaki who ended up answering.

"Seifer Almasy, your friend Fujin was brought in this morning. She was almost dead."

"WHAT?!?!" Seifer screamed, not believing what he was hearing. His friend Fujin, almost dead? The same Fujin who seemed so strong? How could it be? It was impossible. There was no way that Fu would ever come close to dying. She was almost invincible.

"We think that she tried to commit suicide. This man," pointing to Raijin, "brought her in. She was bleeding from her wrist and hardly breathing." Seifer stared at the doctor in shock. Then Raijin stood.

"I found her in her room. There was blood everywhere. I thought she was dead, ya' know!" Raijin, too worried about his friend and not wanting to upset Seifer even more, left out the note as he finished his story.

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That night, a weak, disheveled Fujin ambled out of the infirmary. She stumbled through the hallways, not realizing where she was. An unfortunate student happened to be awake at the moment. He noticed the silver-haired girl, and wondered why she'd be up so late. He walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder, but was thrown into the wall by a familiar jolt of power. The last thing he saw before he hit the wall, unconscious, was Fujin collapsing onto the ground.

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"Squall! Wake up Squall!" Rinoa knelt over her boyfriend, a worried look on her face. Squall opened his eyes and stared worriedly at Rinoa.

"She's a…sorceress…" He said weakly. Rinoa stared blankly.

"Who is?" she asked, looking around for a woman to blame for Squall's misfortune, but there was nobody. She waited for a reply, but Squall was again unconscious. She laid him on the ground softly, and got up to go and get help, when she noticed a small black piece of shredded cloth on the ground. She picked it up. Rinoa couldn't be sure, but she could swear that it looked like the remains of an eye patch.

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She ran. She ran like the wind, or more precisely, as the wind. The light filtering through her fingers onto her left eye felt like a knife. Darkness; the darkness was her sanctuary. In the darkness, the pain would stop. The doctors had called it light sensitivity, but Fujin thought of it as more of a curse. Everybody thought that she wore the eye patch because of a T-rexaur, or that she'd been deformed as a kid, but they were far from the truth. People often tried to get a look at the horrible scar that was thought to lurk under her eye patch. There wasn't one. Just an eye. One that couldn't see light without its owner feeling terrible pain. The eye patch wasn't to hide her eye from onlookers, but it was to trap it in darkness, in peace.

She ran to her dorm. It was night, and no light would come through the windows. Fujin ran into a wandering student on her way to the training center. As the student stood up, she stared at Fujin. The albino looked like a ghost, her clothes tattered at if she'd been in a hurricane and survived.

Fujin ran, the pain still blinding her, but not from the piercing stare given by the student. The same stare that had always been used by other students, as if she were a monster. Fujin hated that stare. At that moment, Fujin felt a hole burning into her back. Just another invisible scar given because she was different. Because someone's soul, scarred in its own ways, had thought that the albino was odd. Another soul banished from purity by hatred.

Her room was just ahead. Now Fujin was aware that the light hurt more things than her eye. It allowed others to see her, to give her that stare. Darkness is a sanctuary.

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Quistis heard a knock at her door. She wondered who would be up at this time of night, and her curiosity compelled her to get up to check. She opened a door to find a panicking Rinoa.

"What? Rinoa, what's wrong? You look terrible!" Quistis invited the other woman into her room, and allowed her to tell her story. As she showed Quistis the tattered cloth, the instructor almost immediately recognized it as Fujin's eye patch. But Fujin, a sorceress? How? It made no sense. What sorceress would pass on her powers to her? Maybe they needed to ask Fujin.

On the way to Fujin's dorm, Rinoa and Quistis nearly knocked over a student walking backwards. The student was nervously muttering about a ghost-like figure running through the halls, covering one eye. The girls didn't understand the student's ramblings, so they shook it off and continued their journey.

At the door, Rinoa and Quistis heard a faint crying. As they opened it and stepped in, they felt glass crush beneath their feet. They'd heard rumors about Fujin's "misfortune" but they had regarded them as stupid made-up stories. They turned the light on. Suddenly, a scream issued from the room. Qustis dropped to her knees and Rinoa covered her ears as the banshee-like wail pierced through the night. In seconds, it died down into a painful moaning. Fujin was on her bed, clutching her left eye. Now they understood the student. The small woman's pale complexion and weakness from her previous injuries did make her look like a ghost.

As Quistis came close to Fujin, she felt a surge of power, chilled by a wind rushing around the bed. It made her feel as if she'd freeze, and then shatter.

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Miyamashi- Well, what'd you think? Did you like it? If you read the original, was this one better? If I missed any typos in this Chapter, let me know…mistakes annoy me…