Rainbow Dreams
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Final Fantasy characters which I may mention in my story, they all belong to Squaresoft, and they get all the money….lucky swines
Notes: I'm gonna try to make some things clear without totally giving away the story line. Firstly, I hate to say this but I'm not sure that the actual characters from ff8 will be directly involved in this story, basically I'm using the world and using the storyline, but I might just bring them in later….somehow. Also, don't put in your reviews that I've spelt place names wrong, or characters names, coz it's probably deliberate.
Right, moving onwards, thanx to the peeps who reviewed, and to anyone else reading this PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHETHER ITS GOOD OR NOT. Thank you…..
Chapter 2- Another World
People were talking and she could hear the hustle and bustle of a busy place. She thought she recognised her mothers voice among them, worried and strained.
The image switched. Flashes of pain lanced through her body, and masked faces briefly illuminated before her eyes. Dull red flowed through her eyelids into her skull. The images vanished.
Louise opened her eyes. Through blurred vision she could see a face peering over her inert form. A woman's face with brown hair and green eyes.
'Mum?' She said muzzily.
She blinked, and her vision cleared.
No, definitely not mum. This woman was quite young, about Kadri's age I guessed. Her face was also vaguely familiar, like Kadri's had been.
She smiled, 'No, I'm not your mom. My name's Issie. I'm a friend of Kadri.'
I sat up and looked around. I was lying in a bed in a hotel room by the look of it. The smell of briny air wafted through the open window.
'What happened?'
'You collapsed as Kadri was bringing you here. He carried you the rest of the way and then went and got me. I'm a healer of sorts.'
'Oh…good?' My mind was definitely not working. That dream had been really weird. Hah! This whole experience was weird. I had no idea where I was, other than the fact I was by the sea, and since I lived in the heart of the Yorkshire dales this was slightly worrying because it took a long car journey to get anywhere near a beach from where I live.
I pulled back the covers, and swung my legs around. I suddenly remembered the pjs. Issie covered her mouth with a hand to hide a smile.
'So do you remember why Kadri found you wandering around dressed in your pyjamas?' She asked, still smiling.
I shook my head. 'I have no idea where I am. No idea how I got here, and no idea why I'm here.'
Issie stood up, 'The hotel owner said there were some old clothes in the closet you could borrow, since you didn't seem to have any of your own. When you've changed go downstairs and ask tell the owner that your looking for Issie Kiniays-Telmut, and he'll give you directions to the café where Kadri and I will wait for you.'
After she'd gone I walked over to the closet. And grimaced as I opened the door cautiously.
I sniffed the air. Well, no sign of any mustiness or mothballs yet, now all I had to hope was that a) these clothes weren't 50 years out of date, and that b) they were my size.
I dragged out the most promising looking clothes although frankly none of them would've looked out of place at a fancy dress party. But then who was I to complain. I had just spent most of the evening wandering around in my nightwear.
I pulled on some dark grey-blue loose trousers which looked about my size, and found a long sleeved top which I pulled on over my head. There were little pearlescent pale blue and silver stars around one of the pockets on the trousers. The top was a blue the exact same shade as the stars on the trousers. There was a little silver star just above the hem on the left side.
I posed in front of the mirror few a few minutes, before guiltily remembering that Kadri and Issie were waiting for me. I bundled all the other clothes back into the wardrobe except for a sort of tight jacket thing, which looked as if it was also meant to go with the top and trousers I was wearing.
Grabbing my neatly folded pyjamas, I legged it down the stairs into the bustling foyer of the hotel.
I scowled at anyone who gave me an odd look. One guy looked at the pyjamas in my hand, and whispered something to his friends who also looked up at me, grinning. I felt like punching the first guy in the mouth, and felt a blush travel up my face.
I spotted my cat sitting on the front desk being petted by the hotel owner. Traitor, I thought. Leaving me all alone in some strange hotel where everyone dresses weird.
'Excuse me. Could you tell me where Issie Kiniays-Telmet is please?' Hmmm, Issie's surname reminded me of something too….
The hotel owner looked up. 'You're Louise Hartully right?'
'Uh..yeah. That's right.' Damn! Why the hell did I choose that name.
'She's at the café. Go round up this street and then go left at the junction. It's near the train station, you can't miss it.'
I nodded, and glared at Cola who was sitting there purring and giving me a knowing look.
'Ummm, could I have my cat please?'
The owner looked surprised, 'Oh she's yours is she? She's a lovely good-natured kitty ain't she?'
I gave Cola a dirty look. The cat turned its head away shamelessly.
'Yes she is. Thank you for looking after her for me.' I scooped her up into my arms.
'No trouble at all.' He said, as I headed for the door.
When I stepped out into the evening sunlight, I had a good look around. Well I certainly didn't recognise this place. The hotel front was curved, and the road outside curved around it gently sloping downwards like part of a spiral. Again the faint pangs of recognition bounced up and down in my brain.
As I hurried up the road, I realised that this place was definitely somewhere I'd seen before, although it looked kinda…futuristic. Most of the buildings were curved, and I couldn't see any typical brick built houses.
I passed some shops which I didn't recognise at all, proving that I'd probably never been here before. Although perhaps this place had been on a holiday program or something. But then, that theory was ruptured when I remembered that I couldn't be far from home….could I? This was way too confusing.
I saw the train station, and the café was just to one-side.
I put Cola down outside, knowing that she wouldn't stray far except possibly for food or petting that the people around here might provide. I considered throwing my pyjamas into the bin nearby, but then decided that mum would kill me once I got back. Actually she was probably gonna kill me anyway for wandering around at night then getting lost.
I wandered over to the table where Kadri and Issie were seated and sat in the spare chair.
'How are you feeling now?' Kadri asked politely.
'Oh I feel much better now, thank you.'
Issie smiled, 'I was telling Kadri how you still can't remember how you got here. I think perhaps you have amnesia.'
'Oh right.' Well what else could I say to that? Looking around I noticed that the rest of the clientele were dressed oddly.
'But we'd like to help you work out where your town is and how you came to be here.' Issie continued.
'Oh I don't actually live in a town, but the village nearest to us is called Wilsill.'
Issie and Kadri exchanged glances. 'Wilsill?' Issie said, frowning. 'Never heard of it. Do you mean Winhill?'
Winhill? Where had I heard that name….The answer hit me, and I nearly fell off my chair in shock. The world around me seemed to slow down and come into focus. But of course that explained the futuristic design, the dodgy dress sense and the reason why nobody looked quite real….
I looked into Issie and Kadri's questioning faces. I felt like I was in a dream. Perhaps I was.
I grabbed Issie's arm desperately. 'Where am I? What's this town called?' I said hoarsely.
'Balamb.'
Author's Notes: Ok so I finally got this chapter up. Whaddaya think? R&R please, and I'll keep writing.
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