Note: So I'm starting to do sub-chapters. I'm so surprised I made it this far into "AngelHeart." I have a lot planned for Rinoa. Thank you guys so much for reading I have tons of fun writing. If you guys haven't noticed by now, "AngelHeart" takes place around one of the earlier cycles so expect to see a bunch of new characters.

Chapter 4:

"Balthier!" She called, shooting the manikin, which was preparing to strike behind him, in the chest. The magicite-tipped arrow making the pink crystalline copy of Lightning shatter upon impact. "On your guard, Fran!" Balthier called back after blasting the purple Transient Witch modeled to look like Ultimecia to pieces with his shotgun. Fran drew another arrow as Balthier called out to her again. "Behind you, Fran!"

Fran put t he arrow in her mouth and flanked right, dodging the blue sword that was lunged at her head. She looked back and, using the literal heel of her foot, kicked Warrior of Light's manikin's head in then quickly notched the arrow in her mouth onto her bowstring and shot another manikin. Balthier and Fran finished off the manikins that were around them, standing in piles of colorful crystals but an army more was appearing from the distance. Balthier winked at Fran. "Why don't you handle those, love?"

Fran flung her bow over her shoulder and summoned two icy blue orbs of light in both of her hands. She tosses one at the mass of manikins, and then the other, creating giant pillars of freezing ice. Fran then blew the remaining icy mist in her hand and it floated lazily to the pillars of ice encasing the manikins. "Break!" she called and on command the ice shattered, shattering the multicolored manikins with it.

"Reckless, aren't you?" Lightning said, coming from behind the two of them along with Squall, Quistis, and Jecht. Balthier and Fran whipped around to meet her gaze. "You should've called for us. You could've died fighting off all those things alone."

"Forgotten my role in this story already, have we?" Balthier said. Lightning's brow went up. Balthier flashed his trademark smile. "I'm the leading man. And you know what they say about the leading man: he never dies."

Lightning rolled her eyes with her arms folded across her chest. "How is Kain?" Fran asked.

"He'll live" Lightning responded. Fran looked around and noticed the fact that Lightning, Jecht, Quistis, and Squall were traveling as a party. "Where are you going?"

"Rescue mission, we-"

"Come quick!" Prishe came clumsily running after the group tripping over her feet.

Everyone ran after Prishe back to Order's Sanctuary. Everyone's jaw dropped at what they'd seen once they got there. Yuna was unconscious, outstretched on Cosmos's throne. "Yuna!" Jecht ran forward, quickly taking notice of her blood stained kimono. "Is she dead?" he asked Cosmos.

"Use your head a little," Lightning intruded, walking up to Yuna. She looked down at her on the throne. "If she was dead she would've faded from this realm." Jecht glared at Lightning for a moment, and then his gaze quickly went back to Yuna. Fran walked up and checked Yuna's pulse. "She lives" she said.

"How'd she even get here?" Lightning asked Cosmos.

"The moon" she said. Lightning's brow went up in questioning. "The moon beamed its light upon this sanctuary, carrying Yuna."

"The moon beamed her here?" Lightning asked, confused. "Is that even possible?"

"It is quite possible." Fran said. "But it requires the use of very powerful magicks."

"Who possesses magic that powerful?"

Before anyone could respond to Lightning's question a single pure white feather gently glided down, swaying back and fourth in its dissension, and landed on Yuna's chest. The feature emitted a pure white light and Yuna jumped out of unconsciousness with a gasp. "Yuna!" Jecht exclaimed, taking Yuna into his arms in a big embrace. "Sir Jecht!" she said. "I-I'm sorry Sir Jecht but you're suffocating me."

"Sorry" he said as he chuckled and scratched the back of his head. He grabbed her shoulders gently. "You shouldn't have gone out alone." He said.

"I'm sorry." She said, tears starting to fall from her face. "I just… I just thought if I could get him to remember he-"

"He'll remember, Yuna. He couldn't forget someone like you. But until he does, you have to remember. He's dangerous."

"He won't hurt me." She said. "He won't hurt me. I know it!"

A deep chuckled formed in Jecht's chest; he let it out earning him a confused look from Yuna. "You're just as stubborn as your old man, Yuna." She wiped her eyes and glared at Jecht who was still chuckling at her. "Don't make fun of me" she complained.

Meanwhile, the feather had taken flight since launched into the air from Yuna's chest. It fluttered to and lingered around Squall. He grabbed it while it was airborne; Rinoa's face instantly appearing into his head. "Yuna" he called.

"Yes?"

"Tell us exactly what happened to you."

"W-well…"

Yuna's Story:

Part I

I know it was wrong but I couldn't help but follow my heart, much like I did when I made the choice to become a summoner. I went looking for him. When I thought no one would notice my absence I went looking for Tidus. Briefly after made the decision to find him and went on the journey to do so, I became afraid and was about to turn back. But that moment a manikin attacked me.

I summoned an aeon to protect myself and right as it crushed I manikin I got a small glimpse of its face. It was Tidus. It was an orange crystalline copy of Tidus.

That was the moment my heart sank. I couldn't help but think that if he was to continue to be a warrior of Chaos I would have to hurt him. It was like trying to stop the rain. I fought the tears but still they fell.

I then decided to continue on my journey to find him. There weren't many threats, just manikins. Thankfully, I didn't have to face his manikin again. I fought many manikins and knew I could handle the journey alone. Eventually, I stumbled onto the castle, Pandaemonium. I wandered about it endless, getting lost in its depths. I thought I'd never find my way out. I suddenly heard a voice. "Where am I?" it called out querulously. I instantly thought the worst. I thought it was a Chaos warrior.

"Who's there?" I called out. Nothing. "I heard a voice, is anyone there?" I waited for any kind of rebuttal: a response, an attack, anything was better than the anxiety coming over me waiting for it. I knew the voice was female. I could swear, in my peripheral vision, I saw black hair appear from behind a pillar far to my right but when I looked it was gone. Maybe I imagined it, I thought to myself.

Suddenly, a dark portal opened several feet before me and out stepped a clown. I remember seeing him in a previous cycle of this war but only momentarily. I wasn't aware of how dangerous he is. He taunted me.

"Well, well, WELL!" He was frightening in a crazed maniacal way. "What have we here? A little lost lingering loser" he continued to taunt.

"Who are you?" I asked him. He introduced himself as 'Kefka Palazzo' but he then noticed that I was a warrior of Cosmos and planned an offense. He told me I had to die. I mentally prayed to the fayths, readying them to manifest into the amazing aeons that have protected me for so long. I pleaded to him. "Let me pass" I said.

All too fast, he vaulted himself off of the ground in a backflip and landed atop a broken pillar.

He wished me goodbye and sent a small flying orb of light towards me. I wasn't aware of his form of magic so I didn't expect it to become a fire spell. I was hurt badly. It burned me and the blow sent me flying to the ground. I heard the sound of a blade slicing through the air and I prepared for the end to come.

At first, I was a bit disappointed. As much as I could remember, I'd survived three cycles and recovered most of my memory. I knew I would be revived but I wasn't ready to start over. I wasn't ready to forget anything. Especially him. I knew that next time, without my memory I would not hold back on him. The ground below me began to harbor my falling tears as I thought about having to face him.

I felt Kefka's aura. It was dark an unmistakable. I readied myself as I felt it lunged at me but I heard a scream of "No!" and suddenly, Kefka's aura felt much further away and I suddenly heard a crash on the far north wall. From where I lay on the ground, I saw a black boot appear in front of me. The girl's aura was that of light. She emitted pure power.

From far away I heard Kefka say something but it was inaudible. I heard the previous voice and I suppose the owner of the boot tell Kefka to stay away from me.

I heard even less of what Kefka said the next time he spoke. I started to fade. I heard a thunderclap and the crackling of lightning and I knew Kefka summoned the thunder spell to finish me. It came as a complete shock once I heard the spell and didn't feel it strike me. I looked up and the girl had her had held out at the bolt of lightning, halting it. I was amazed by her. Halting a spell in its casting requires great magical power and strength. But that girl- she didn't look as though she had such great power. She was young, possibly even my age. She had long black hair and she wore a blue sleeveless duster sweater.

After a few moments I heard another thunderclap followed by the sound of crackling electricity far away and I heard it strike. I could sense the tenseness of powerful magic in the air and I smelled the stench of burning flesh. More short moments passed and the girl spun around and crouched down next to me and met my eyes. She cocked her head to the side. "Are you okay?" she cheerfully asked me.

At the time, I knew I was dying. I was very upset. "This isn't how it was supposed to go" I said aloud, talking more to myself than her. She then stood up and waved her hand over me, curing me with a spell. I concluded that the second lightning spell was from her to Kefka. "You know magic" I stated.

She said something then that shocked me. Since I'd been brought to this realm I've met many people. Many different types of people. Lightning, you've told me you are something called a l'Cie, Fran, you're a Viera. But the girl, she said she was a Sorceress.

I thanked her for helping me and introduced myself. She said nothing. I felt bad for her. She was summoned here with no memory at all. She couldn't even remember her own name. I offered to help her find her way back here.

A/N: I know how I'd feel if I were the reader of AngelHeart and I know I'd be looking forward to Rinoa growing stronger and reading more about Rinoa. Rinoa Rinoa Rinoa haha. But unfortunately isn't in this chapter. Sorry, you'll have to wait until chapter 5. And stay tuned for parts two and three of Yuna's Story. Part three tells what happened after she was kidnapped by Cloud of Darkness, while Rinoa was getting tortured. Stay turned ;]