A/N: next chapter is up now, hopefully this is a good chapter, enjoy.
"Ka-boOooOmM!"
The sound of an explosion jerks me awake, I had been lying face up on something smooth and cold with something white covering my eyes. I sweep the cloth aside to discover my vision is blurry once again. My limited vision allows me to see blurred figures of multiple shades of green, dark grey and white. Soon as my eyes adjust I stand to my feet seeing people in the same style and color clothes.
I do not know what is going on but whatever is happening or about to happen people are running in fear and I feel strong violent vibrations from beneath me.
I look at myself to see I am wearing the same white cloak but I can't seem to remember why I it seems familiar.
"RUUUUNNN!"
I look up to see a people running in the opposite direction, peering at a higher platform is a white, black and purple large mecha with a mechanical scorpion tail and huge razor saw blades on what I assume can be its 'hands'.
People were sprinting and screaming in fear, pushing whoever was in their way so they could get away themselves. I was about to run until I saw two young kids cowering by debris and rubble crying fearfully. The mecha had spotlights on its head and apparently it had its sights on the children.
"NOOOO!"
"There's nothing we can do to save them! I'm sorry ma'am but we need to leave!"
I turn around to see a mother and a man run off in the other direction with the woman crying desperately and thrashing madly to break free.
I turn back to the kids and start forcing my way through the sea of people, I pull the coat over my head to lose the extra weight to find a blade similar to Cloud Strifes( Final Fantasy 7) fell with the coat. I pick up the buster blade and strained myself to put it on my back like the Shinra SOLDIERs did and I pressed onward.
The mecha is drawing nearer and the bodies of people lessened to nothing and I sprint full throttle with the buster blade drawn. I hear whirs and hisses and the mecha has drawn something, a red light aims at the two kids and I see a fired missile!
"No!" I cry out suddenly.
I pull the blade back and swing it like a baseball bat connecting with the oncoming projectile.
'How am I doing this?!"
The missile is pushing against my strength and is forcing me to lose balance I struggle to stay planted firmly on the ground. The children behind me sound like they are crying harder than before, if I let go we'll be all blown to bits.!
'Enchant...'
"What the-?"
My left arm begins to glow white blue and crackle as though lightning is being produced in my limb, the energy is pulsing and crackling around my arm.
Surprisingly it doesn't hurt at all.
The lightning is coursing through my arm into my fingers and flows into my blade, my body no longer feels strained and weak but renewed and energetically strong. With my new found strength I put more power into my attack to see the missile is being pushed back greatly! With all the power I could muster the blade pulls through and the missile is thrown back at the owner.
Before the mecha had time to react the projectile connects and explodes at the robotic scorpions head and sends it flying elsewhere.
I put the blade back and some how fasten it in place on my back, the blue glow had faded back to being normal burned scars again. I turn to the children and hold out my hand and one of the children notice me. Mustering a warm and comforting smile I saw soothingly to them,
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Come on I'll take you to your mom now."
After returning the two kids back to woman I saw before I stood with my left shoulder leaning against a steel pillar on a bridge platform scanning my surroundings.
"This is the most long and realistic dream I ever had in my life. Why haven't I awakened nor know why this place looks familiar?" I wondered aloud to myself that no one else heard me.
I look down at the ground only to notice my clothing change drastically; I am now wearing black hiking boots with dark grey baggy pocketless jeans. I have a black pouch fastened on my right hip, a red sleeveless blank shirt, an alabaster neckerchief tied neatly around my neck, and a black sleeveless zippered overcoat with a white emblem on my left chest pocket of an iris. Plus I wear black leather open finger gloves with silver knuckle braces on them.
"I swear the more I see the more confused I get..."
I grip the hilt of my buster blade that is the same length as my body(5'7" in a half) and at least a foot in width, I also have two long stainless steel blades hang attached to my left hip wrapped in hardened leather bandages. The weight of the blades were not what I had assumed. Now I just scan my surroundings watching gunfire being exchanged from civilians and soldiers. Two people in the cloaks are beside me watching, one seems about 5'3" and the other seems about 5' in height compared to me. We watch as an airship with a large energy cannon fire twice at a platform, after being shot out of the air.
Everything is filled with cries of terror and one of the two beside me is screaming, a boys voice that sounds familiar.
I peer to my right to see the little taller one remove their cloak, once they did my heart stopped and my eyes widened in shock,
"Orange-pink hair tied in curled pig tails, nice forest green eyes, light pink halter top, orange and yellow skirt with a bear fur pelt around her waist, beige boots, multiple bracelets and bangles with beaded necklaces with that cheery,innocent and childish appearance,"
"Oerba Dia Vanille..." I saw softly to myself. The person besides Vanille too removes their cloak and I feel even more overwhelmed with shock,
"Short silver hair, despair filled light blue green eyes, short sleeved orange and yellow jacket, detailed green neckerchief over a black T-shirt, black gloves with white palms, deep green cargo pants, black pack hanging over the left side of his hip from his belt and light green boots,"
"Hope Estheim..." I also say quietly to myself.
I stare at the pair full of shock the strike of lightning paled in comparison. I stare at everything then back at the two again until I finally realize something,
"I'm in Hanging Edge! That means I'm really in my Final Fantasy 13 game..."
A/N: yay I'm done, hope this was an interesting chapter please leave a comment, review, or criticism or say anything that comes to mind or to see how I am doing so far. Greatly appreciated and thank you, until the next chapter, Ciao!
