Disclaimer: I don't own The Last Hope or the characters from the game; I don't profit financially from writing this.
Prologue – An Unexpected Situation
Edge woke up, his head pounding and his entire body aching. Pitch black greeted his blurry vision, which still somehow managed to send more pain stabbing into his head.
"What the hell," he slurred out. The last thing he recalled was talking to Reimi about . . . something, but beyond that . . . "How did I get here?"
"Because I brought you here," came the reply. Edge lifted his head a little to see who he thought was Crowe sitting next to him. It also sounded like Crowe.
"Crowe?"
"Yeah." A lantern flicked on to reveal the red-haired man. "It's me, Edge."
"What's . . ." He started to get up, only to find he couldn't move nearly as well as he thought he could. His hands were tied above his head. A bit of panic started to drown out some of the pain. "What's going on?"
Crowe exhaled, and it was then that Edge noticed the older man wasn't wearing his SRF captain's uniform. He only wore a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt. Edge also noticed his armor was missing.
"You're not going to believe me, but I want to tell you this anyway. I need to tell you this, Edge."
Author's Note: Another belated . . . super . . . belated Valentine's Day offering from me. Please enjoy!