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How we came to be. By Arami Heartilly
Edea Kramer and her husband Cid had spent the past few years rebuilding their lives and their former orphanage. The first had been more of an acceptance of what had transpired when sorceress Ultimicia had possessed and used her body to try and destroy the world. And although the nightmares still haunted her sleep Cid was there at her side to love and comfort her so that she could make it through.
The orphanage on the other hand had required almost a total restoration, which would have been a daunting task if it hadn't been for the overwhelming help from all three Gardens and the white SeeD's. Without their help it would probably in the state it had fallen into rather than the near to completion that it was now.
Its use however was still undetermined and was the subject of Edea's latest musing as she sat on the beach in the early morning sun. She was taking in the beauty of the world in the early morning light, a world she almost helped to destroy. It was times like this that she realised what they had around them and as her long black hair blew behind her in the wind Edea thanked who ever was listening that she was still here to enjoy it.
"Matron, Matron!" called a familiar voice from the steps that lead to the orphanage behind her. Turning around in the soft sand she made out the familiar figure Zell Dincht walking down the steps towards her he was carrying something in his arms, a box or chest of some sort but she couldn't quite make out what.
"Good morning Zell, I didn't realise that anyone else was awake yet." She told him kindly as he approached her.
The colour in his cheeks reddened slightly, "No one else is but I asked Cid yesterday if I could start early so I could go back to Balamb Garden for this afternoon." Edea nodded and decided to change the conversation to the matter at hand because she knew that although Zell could be a little too emotional at times he kept his private life and those he loved close to his heart.
"What have you got there?" she asked and he smiled, he was happy to get back on the subject.
"It's a chest as far as I can make out." He told her putting it on the sand and kneeling next to it. "We found it a few months ago when we were clearing out the rubble in the basement, the only trouble is that no one knows what's inside or how to get it open, so it just got left in one of the rooms that hasn't been cleared out until now." Zell explained pointing to the space where a lock should have been.
Edea studied it for a few seconds and muttered something under her breath, Zell looked at her strangely so she explained. "It's sealed with magic, I just need to remember which magic will open it and which could blow it up."
"Oh." He remarked, "Which means that none of us could have opened it then, well apart from Rinoa that is, especially now that GF use is limited." Edea smiled at him and flicked her fingers at the chest.
"Fira." She commanded and within seconds the chest before them was engulfed in flames, which dissipated almost as quickly as it had began leaving the lid snapped back and the content on view.
In Truth Zell had expected something of vital importance, like a weapon or something from Edea's early days as a sorceress but the content was neither of those and it made him question why it needed magical protection.
"Files?" he questioned his former Matron, who simply nodded in return.
"Yes, but as far as I can remember these are the records of all the children who were ever under the care of the orphanage." She explained reaching into the chest. "I didn't know what had happened to it and in time to be honest I completely forgot that t existed."
"What sort of records?" he questioned.
"Birth records, who your birth parents were, records of what happened to them, where you were born, when and if you were adopted and where you were sent." She explained. Then she looked at him. "I know that you're happy with your family, but if you want I can show you your file."
Zell looked at her as he considered her offer, he loved his mother and to him she was the only one he had ever had but a small part of him wanted to know who had brought him into this world and what had happened to her.
"It won't change the way I feel about my mom or the rest of my family but I'd like to see where I came from and what happened to them." He told her and she smiled warmly at him before handing him a slim blue file.
He took it from her and after a few moment's hesitation he opened it to the first page, there was a photo of a small baby boy with a head of blonde hair, which he realised must have been him, was clipped to the right corner. It took a few moments for him to take the information in as he scanned the page and what he read made his heart go out to the woman who'd once been his mother.
'Name: Zell
D.O.B: March 17
Age on arrival: 1 year old.
Parent(s): mother: Maria Lesca. (Deceased).
Father: Unknown (Deceased)
Place of birth: Balamb hillside.
Personal information: his mother's will dictated that he was to be taken to a place he would always be safe and that he be brought up in a family that would love him as their own.
She died in a battle with a monster trying to destroy her home one-year after her own husband had died much in the same way. She was twenty six when she passed away and her only son was brought into the care of the orphanage by her friend who wishes to remain anonymous.'
When he looked up again he was surprised to find tears in his eyes, tears for parents he had never known, people who had sacrificed themselves so that he could live.
Edea, who up until then had been occupying herself with sorting through the rest of the files to give Zell some sort of privacy, turned her attention to him.
"The woman that brought you said that your mother had done everything she could to protect you but that it wasn't enough, she had died leaving her last wish of your protection with her." Her voice was gentle and Zell could remember the same tone being used when he was a little boy asking about why Seifer kept laughing about the fact that his mother had left him there all alone.
"Um, would she... were they um..." he stuttered, unable to get the words out, he felt a need to pay his respects but was unsure where he could go.
"They lye in the mountain cemetery that over looks the beach in Balamb." Edea told him quietly, "It's mentioned in the later pages of your file, Cid and I thought it would be important if any of you ever came back here wanting to know who your birth parents were." There was a sombre tone in her voice and a motherly caring in her eyes, she would always see them as her children and because of that never wanted to see them hurting like a part of Zell was at that moment.
Zell nodded slowly and closed his eyes, he wondered if Laurie would mind going with him, then corrected himself because he knew she would and he loved her for it.
"Would it be ok if I borrow this?" he asked "It's just that I want to read it properly and sort a few things out."
"You can keep it, there's another copy in here anyway." Edea said as she found the second copy.
"Thanks." He told her, standing up and brushing the sand from his deep blue trousers. "I'd better get back to It." He was starting to feel a little awkward and he couldn't quite understand why.
"Alright Zell, but when you go back to Balamb will you tell Squall and the others what you've found and let them know that the information's here if they want it?"
Zell nodded "Do you want me to take the chest back?" he asked as he half reached down to pick it up again.
Edea shook her head, "Leave it with me, I'd like to go through it and make sure that everything is here that should be and if there's any loose ends." He once again nodded and headed towards the steps, file in hand and a personal mission working its self out in his head.
Next chapter should be up as well. If u liked it please review, constructive feedback also welcome.
How we came to be. By Arami Heartilly
Edea Kramer and her husband Cid had spent the past few years rebuilding their lives and their former orphanage. The first had been more of an acceptance of what had transpired when sorceress Ultimicia had possessed and used her body to try and destroy the world. And although the nightmares still haunted her sleep Cid was there at her side to love and comfort her so that she could make it through.
The orphanage on the other hand had required almost a total restoration, which would have been a daunting task if it hadn't been for the overwhelming help from all three Gardens and the white SeeD's. Without their help it would probably in the state it had fallen into rather than the near to completion that it was now.
Its use however was still undetermined and was the subject of Edea's latest musing as she sat on the beach in the early morning sun. She was taking in the beauty of the world in the early morning light, a world she almost helped to destroy. It was times like this that she realised what they had around them and as her long black hair blew behind her in the wind Edea thanked who ever was listening that she was still here to enjoy it.
"Matron, Matron!" called a familiar voice from the steps that lead to the orphanage behind her. Turning around in the soft sand she made out the familiar figure Zell Dincht walking down the steps towards her he was carrying something in his arms, a box or chest of some sort but she couldn't quite make out what.
"Good morning Zell, I didn't realise that anyone else was awake yet." She told him kindly as he approached her.
The colour in his cheeks reddened slightly, "No one else is but I asked Cid yesterday if I could start early so I could go back to Balamb Garden for this afternoon." Edea nodded and decided to change the conversation to the matter at hand because she knew that although Zell could be a little too emotional at times he kept his private life and those he loved close to his heart.
"What have you got there?" she asked and he smiled, he was happy to get back on the subject.
"It's a chest as far as I can make out." He told her putting it on the sand and kneeling next to it. "We found it a few months ago when we were clearing out the rubble in the basement, the only trouble is that no one knows what's inside or how to get it open, so it just got left in one of the rooms that hasn't been cleared out until now." Zell explained pointing to the space where a lock should have been.
Edea studied it for a few seconds and muttered something under her breath, Zell looked at her strangely so she explained. "It's sealed with magic, I just need to remember which magic will open it and which could blow it up."
"Oh." He remarked, "Which means that none of us could have opened it then, well apart from Rinoa that is, especially now that GF use is limited." Edea smiled at him and flicked her fingers at the chest.
"Fira." She commanded and within seconds the chest before them was engulfed in flames, which dissipated almost as quickly as it had began leaving the lid snapped back and the content on view.
In Truth Zell had expected something of vital importance, like a weapon or something from Edea's early days as a sorceress but the content was neither of those and it made him question why it needed magical protection.
"Files?" he questioned his former Matron, who simply nodded in return.
"Yes, but as far as I can remember these are the records of all the children who were ever under the care of the orphanage." She explained reaching into the chest. "I didn't know what had happened to it and in time to be honest I completely forgot that t existed."
"What sort of records?" he questioned.
"Birth records, who your birth parents were, records of what happened to them, where you were born, when and if you were adopted and where you were sent." She explained. Then she looked at him. "I know that you're happy with your family, but if you want I can show you your file."
Zell looked at her as he considered her offer, he loved his mother and to him she was the only one he had ever had but a small part of him wanted to know who had brought him into this world and what had happened to her.
"It won't change the way I feel about my mom or the rest of my family but I'd like to see where I came from and what happened to them." He told her and she smiled warmly at him before handing him a slim blue file.
He took it from her and after a few moment's hesitation he opened it to the first page, there was a photo of a small baby boy with a head of blonde hair, which he realised must have been him, was clipped to the right corner. It took a few moments for him to take the information in as he scanned the page and what he read made his heart go out to the woman who'd once been his mother.
'Name: Zell
D.O.B: March 17
Age on arrival: 1 year old.
Parent(s): mother: Maria Lesca. (Deceased).
Father: Unknown (Deceased)
Place of birth: Balamb hillside.
Personal information: his mother's will dictated that he was to be taken to a place he would always be safe and that he be brought up in a family that would love him as their own.
She died in a battle with a monster trying to destroy her home one-year after her own husband had died much in the same way. She was twenty six when she passed away and her only son was brought into the care of the orphanage by her friend who wishes to remain anonymous.'
When he looked up again he was surprised to find tears in his eyes, tears for parents he had never known, people who had sacrificed themselves so that he could live.
Edea, who up until then had been occupying herself with sorting through the rest of the files to give Zell some sort of privacy, turned her attention to him.
"The woman that brought you said that your mother had done everything she could to protect you but that it wasn't enough, she had died leaving her last wish of your protection with her." Her voice was gentle and Zell could remember the same tone being used when he was a little boy asking about why Seifer kept laughing about the fact that his mother had left him there all alone.
"Um, would she... were they um..." he stuttered, unable to get the words out, he felt a need to pay his respects but was unsure where he could go.
"They lye in the mountain cemetery that over looks the beach in Balamb." Edea told him quietly, "It's mentioned in the later pages of your file, Cid and I thought it would be important if any of you ever came back here wanting to know who your birth parents were." There was a sombre tone in her voice and a motherly caring in her eyes, she would always see them as her children and because of that never wanted to see them hurting like a part of Zell was at that moment.
Zell nodded slowly and closed his eyes, he wondered if Laurie would mind going with him, then corrected himself because he knew she would and he loved her for it.
"Would it be ok if I borrow this?" he asked "It's just that I want to read it properly and sort a few things out."
"You can keep it, there's another copy in here anyway." Edea said as she found the second copy.
"Thanks." He told her, standing up and brushing the sand from his deep blue trousers. "I'd better get back to It." He was starting to feel a little awkward and he couldn't quite understand why.
"Alright Zell, but when you go back to Balamb will you tell Squall and the others what you've found and let them know that the information's here if they want it?"
Zell nodded "Do you want me to take the chest back?" he asked as he half reached down to pick it up again.
Edea shook her head, "Leave it with me, I'd like to go through it and make sure that everything is here that should be and if there's any loose ends." He once again nodded and headed towards the steps, file in hand and a personal mission working its self out in his head.
Next chapter should be up as well. If u liked it please review, constructive feedback also welcome.
