NOTE: The premise is: what if they took a different decision?
This idea came to me in the old Skullheart forums. I posted about having different paths in the story mode and the idea hasn't stopped running.
I would like to end with better patience, writing, work ethic and english skills with this story.
I hope you all have a good read. Please review, appraise honestly and criticize fairly.
Edit: I have thought about making one big fic with all the chars. i have changed the idea and decided to make many small ones each character will have one. It is about presentation.
"Well, this is it, kid... "
"Whatcha gonna wish for?"
The girl looked at the Skullheart. Although the bruises and wounds from her battles are still stinging she isn't paying attention to them.
She knows how she got them. She knows she can deal with them.
"I need to make this wish count..."
What she didn't know that was hurting her.
That girl: Carol.
"What happened to her?"
Her old life.
"Does anybody miss me? Are they looking for me?"
Herself.
"Why did I lose my memories? Did I do something to Carol? What kind of person was I?"
Samson picked up her indecision.
"Kinda hard, isn't it?"
The girl was thinking hard. It took a few seconds to register his question.
"It is."
"What wishes do you wanna make?"
"I... I want my memories back. But, Painwheel, she... She is suffering so much..."
"So you want to save her, ALSO."
"Yes. She doesn't seem to have anyone to help her."
"Yeah... She and a lot of people that we don't know."
"...?"
He sighed.
"Look kid. I know that she is in bad shape and all, but you are not well either."
"I... I am fine, Samson."
"That is a bad lie. I have been on the top of your head in every freaking day that you were running around trying to get your brains back. I know you, Filia! And I know how much you want that. "
"That... May be true. But I feel... I feel that I wronged her, somehow..."
"..."
"I must make it right."
"...I am just making sure you don't regret your choice"
"Samson... You don't understand...!"
Hair strands moved in an annoyed way.
"What, exactly, I don't understand?"
"I... I feel she is important to me... I care about her..."
"Yeah? BUT I CARE ABOUT YOU!"
That was a harsh tune, but different from the usual.
There was a sudden silence.
Realization took them both.
Filia couldn't answer to that.
He was right. She, herself, also needed help.
He was worried. Fear and confusion flowed through her skull.
She also was important.
But she couldn't throw off that sensation...
That something beautiful was broken by her.
"I should..."
Wish for Painwheel.
Wish for myself.
"Ah…"