Chapter 1: My Name is…

Disclaimer: I don't own the RF2 original characters. Just the ones I made up.

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Ceci, I have something to tell you…

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"About Alicia," Egan's smile thinned a bit but was still present, "She might not be…,"

Cecilia looked at Egan. Her eyes had a hopeful glint in them.

"She might not be-," Cecilia couldn't make out the last word because of a random gust of wind that seemed only to blow between them.

Egan tried repeating but Ceci could still not make out his words. Finally he took a deep breath, "ALICIA MAY NOT BE-," as if this angered the wind Egan was thrown against the doors of the inn, knocking the wind out of him.

"JAKE!" Cecilia cried out, the wind motioned towards Ceci and drew closer. "JAKE!" she cried again. The 'wind' molded into the shape of a claw- a sharp one at that- and began glowering.

"Get away from my wife!" A dagger plunged deep into the monsters arm, claw, thing. It hissed in pain and at the sight of more of the townsfolk coming, dispersed. Jake growled and turned his attention back to a feeble looking Cecilia. "It's okay Ceci…"

"Jake," she sniffled into his arm. Her eyes widened, "Egan!" she gasped suddenly.

Douglas and Gordon had managed to carry Egan out of the inn between the two of them, "He sure is heavier then the last time," Douglas joked.

"No Friend, you're just weaker. I feel no change in his weight," Gordon laughed back. After minor amounts of poking between the two they got him to Natalie's clinic. Luckily she had seen them from a mile (is there even that much in that town?) away and had gotten everything ready.

Natalie worked on Egan whilst Jake tried his hardest to comfort the torn up Cecilia. This worked to an extent but it was enough to stop her whimpering. "Ceci…. What happened?" Cecilia looked up at Jake with her eyes brimmed with tears.

"Egan… Egan was about to tell me about Alicia," she sniffled a little bit, "but there was… this wind... It kept on coming, every time he would try to tell me it came," she took a deep breath and continued, "And then it hit him against the inn… Th… then… It came after me!"

Natalie came into the room, face pale and eyes wide. "Cecilia," she called, inching towards her, "Did you say 'a wind'?" she inched closer and placed her hands on Cecilia's shoulders, "W- Was it a sudden wind? Did it become red?"

"Mother," Ray cut in, placing his hand on his mothers shoulder. Natalie's eyes went round, and then turned normal size. She took hold of her sons' hand.

"Yes…," She turned to Cecilia, "I'm sorry Ceci," She looked away sadly, "I really am…"

Meanwhile in a small forest near a house shaped like a mushroom.

"GRANDMA!" an aggravated voice cried out, "GRANDMAA!" Dark curls lollygagged in front of her face, the effort of ponytails obviously not working. She took one more large breath,"GRAND-," she began, only for a hand to be cupped over her mouth.

"What is it?" the old woman replied while twisting her grey hair. "In fact. What do you want me to say 'no' to this time?" she asked sarcastically.

"Grandmamma," she began while batting her lashes (making her grandmother roll her eyes), "Could we please," her grandmother put up her hand.

"No," she said simply.

"But I-," this time a finger went to her nose.

"No," the girls' eyes dropped and her lips pouted, "I've known you long enough. That doesn't work on me." She looked up this time. "I am however. Not immune to begging." She peered through her glasses, "Tell you what. If you can take care of all the animals AND you get me sixty grasses, you can go to town."

"BUT GRANDMAA!" she wailed in despair.

"Those are the terms." The grandmothers' smirk grew, "Of course, you could just wait till Friday…," she suggested, hoping that her distraught granddaughter would forget they were supposed to go the next day.

"No! I understand," she watched the old woman walk up the stairs while chuckling to herself; "I'll show you grandma!"

What felt like hours later the same girl was walking through the woods surrounding her house, GRANDMA! I can't believe you! You knew I went grass-picking yesterday! This sucks! By the time I have enough it'll be curfew!

She fumbled around and picked up a beautiful moon drop flower beside an indigo grass (going with the Harvest moon Crops for a bit). She breathed in its scent and smiled happily. "Aura and I are gonna have so much fun!" she yelped cheerfully. Then she remembered she only had twenty grasses. "Forty left," she jeered unhappily.

What happened next could be classified as a fortunate accident (for her grandmother) or an unfortunate blessing (for her), for as she walked onwards, near the edge of the hill where it got incredibly steep, she tripped and went tumbling down.

She looked up to see the face of a girl about her age with pink hair and eyes that matched her Grandmothers blue pea soup *, standing in front of her with an outstretched arm. The darkened cloak she was wearing covered her but still through it she looked incredibly cold. Only when the girl stood up fully did she notice this stranger was sopping wet.

"Hello," The mystery girl said questioningly, "Who are you?" she asked directly.

"Um. Hello. My name is Ava," she said cautiously, "What's your name?"

"Well," the girl said quietly, "I don't really know exactly… But I think it might be Alicia… or Lavender. I can't remember," she answered unsurely, and then quickly added, "I also think I might like selling things."

"Okay… So, do you live nearby?" Ava asked the peculiar girl.

"Well, no. Y'see, I only woke up a few hours ago and I've been wondering around since." Alicia looked at Ava, "Do you live nearby?"

Ava's mouth dropped, "YOU JUST WOKE UP ON THE BEACH?" she yelled more than asked, "No wonder you're so wet!" She started to walk away, making Alicia feel a pang of loneliness. "Well don't just stand there! Come with me!" Alicia smiled and caught up to Ava quickly.

"So where did you used to live?" Ava asked curiously, slowing down at the same time.

Alicia turned to Ava and smiled sadly, "I honestly don't remember," she said simply. There was a light breeze and Ava linked arms with Alicia.

"Doesn't matter," the smile previously on her face widened, "You're sticking with me now."

As they walked they didn't notice the trail of light that shone above them. They didn't notice the way the leaves rustled though there was no wind. And they definitely didn't notice that once they reached the base of the hill, and the light shone brightest, there were a set of shimmering wings on Alicia's back.

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And so ends the first actual chapter. ^^.

*Oh yeah about the blue pea soup thing… Well, the sea is cliché, the ocean… well… she's (meaning Ava) never been there and so I believe that her eyes most resembled blue pea soup (So it's sea green ^^).

Note: No elves, humans, or half elves were harmed (emotionally or physically) in the making of this chapter.