Ryoko: MercuryKnight, this one is for you.



Disclimaer: We don't own FF7. We do own Elora, Pink14, and Silent Moon. Kriel belongs to MercuryKnight.





A Memory Never Erased



It was later on into the day. The sun was raised high into the sky and three travelers are soon walking through a forest. A panther is standing beside a girl. The girl can hear the panther growl very softly every so often. The girl whispers something to the panther and the panther turns her head away, revealing her collar.

"Hey, what is with that collar on Silent?" Kriel asks, the last of the three travelers.

Elora bends down and looks at it.

"What happened to the materia?" She asks.

She unhooks the collar and takes out the crystal in the middle. She takes out the ribbon in her hair, in turn that takes down her braid. She puts the crystal onto the ribbon, then puts her braid back up. She ties the ribbon to the end and keeps walking. The soft glow of the crystal makes the red tints in Elora's hair shine oddly.

"I'll keep it on me until we get it fixed."

Silent nods and contuies her walk.

"What's a materia?" Kriel asks.

"It's the source of magic in the world. See!" Elora answers, then makes a fireball in her open hand.

"Oh. You mean magic like this?"

Kriel holds his hand out and a purple glow surronds Silent. Silent gets scared, not knowing about this type of magic. She rolls on the ground. Kriel drops his hand and the glow disappers. Silent looks herself over and is amazed to find no burns. Elora turns to looks at Kriel, also amazed.

"You don't have any materia on! How did you do that?" Elora says with a gasp, looking back as Silent.

"It's a natural ability used by drow." Kriel explained to Elora.

He showed her others. Then he told her part of the other abilities of the drow. The dark drow. But he assured her he wasn't one of them. Then they keep walking. Occiasonally monsters would appear, but all three would be able to defeat them. That's when they finally exit the forest. Elora noticed that Kriel had a distant look on his face, like he was remembering something. When he finally stopped, both Elora and Silent stopped a few seconds afterward. Elora walks over and puts her hand on his shoulder.

"Are you ok?" She spoke in a soothing voice.

Kriel looked at her, then over to Silent.

"It's like I've been here before."

He looks up to the moon that had risen early. Silent follows his gaze, then turns back to him.

"I keep having these feelings of dejavu."

Kriel looks at Silent, then at the forest behind her. Elora notices he gets a look of pain on his face, then he collapses. Elora runs forward and catchs him. Silent gives a disapporving growl, but helps Elora carry him to shade, which was right back into the forest.

"Silent? What do you think made him do that?" Elora asks her friend.

Silent does a shrug with her front legs and tail, then she walks off. Elora watchs her go, then begins braiding Kriel's hair again. This time she gets the braids to stay. She stays beside him and watchs as Silent stalks around. Even without the collar, she could easily see the dark panther, even in the darkest part of the forest. Hours pass and Silent comes walking up to her.

"Silent, why are you so untrust worthy? I know you don't get to know people easily. It took you longer then a monther to trust me and two months just to trust Pink. So how long will it take you to trust him?"

"Never." Silent answers.

Elora looks shocked at her friend's answer.

"Why not?" Elora asks.

"He was here many years ago. He is not from this world and is not to be trusted."

Elora doesn't like the panther's answer. Was it true what she prevously thought? Elora is still thinking about what she said when Kriel suddenly yells out. Both girl and panther look at him and he turns to Silent.

"Silent, why can I not be trusted? I've never been here before."

Elora knew Silent was not a liar. Espically from all those years of living with her. Kriel starts walking over to Elora and Silent jumps in the way.

"You were here many years ago. In the middle of the night, you killed my sister. She was everything to me." Silent growls, ferciously.

"I remember now. I didn't kill her. I appeared and then Sephiorth appeared. He killed that panther and left me there for a couple of minutes. You arrived and I disappered."

Silent didn't want to believe it. Her sister was the last living family she had left and with her death she grew hard, not trusting others very easily. That is, until she meet Elora. Silent had gotten attacked in the Sleeping Forest and was left to die. Elora had been on a chance walk that day to the Bone Village and instantly helped her when she saw how injured she was. She didn't trust her, not even after healing her. Elora let her roam the city and temple until the day came when Elora saved her from getting killed by another attacker.

"If it means anything to you, I'll help you get revenage on Sephiorth."

Silent flicks her tail in mild annoyance. The memories of the night her sister died were fresh in her mind, even though it was over six years ago. And seeing Kriel there when she arrived didn't help her anger any.

"Listen you. We might have saved you when you collapsed, but I'm not going to trust you totally."

Silent growls once more at Kriel, then turns to Elora.

"His fate is in your hands now, Elora."

She turns and walks off, needing to get the memories and angier out of her system.

"Well I remember now. I was here long ago, but I don't know how I got here. It's getting dark. We should rest here."

He unbuckles his sword belt and looks over at Elora.

"I'll stay up for awhile. You should get some rest."

Elora was still shocked. How long after Silent's sister had died did she meet up with her? Only three months? Was that why Silent hadn't trusted her? Because she thought Elora would kill her? Elora shakes the thoughts from her head and turns to Kriel.

"Okay. I'll get some rest."

She lays down and closes her eyes. She still felt save around him, but now there was more to know about him. And Elora had some things she wanted to ask Silent. But she would never get the chance.