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Demented Light
by Ilantia Zand

*Authors note; #1) By the time you've finished with this you might notice a slight emphasis on the word demented. #2) This is my first real fanfic (I wrote another one once but that was just a manifestation of my hyperactivity, and I lost it) so dont expect too much! #3) If I offend anyone by making characters do something they normally wouldnt, its not my fault I dont have a playstation!! (not to mention the games. I'll play eventually) I'm just a chain-obsessive! #4) If you think ive got my versions mixed up, I dont, you'll just have to read more than a few paragraphs.*

Chapter One: The Mirror

Wake from your sleep, my children,
The childhood years are gone.
Wake from your sleep, fated children,
The peace is gone.
Rise!
Search!
Go to the true garden,
The garden of vernal truth.
Fiery truth
Burn the evil world.
Fiery truth
Light the dark world.
Goodbye, children,
The day has died.
-Liberi Fatali, Final Fantasy 8

Yuffie Kisargi moped down the hall. Yes, thats right, moped. Usually, of course, she bounced extremely irritatingly cheerily, but today, she moped. She turned the corner and saw Irvine Kinneas flirting with some innocent young garden students. They were pretty new and obviously didnt know the ropes. She was considering putting a stop to it when he saw her.

Hey! Yuffie! You're looking great today...

He walked, or rather, sleazed his way over to her and tried to sling one arm around her shoulders and put his hat on her simultaneosly. She shrugged him off.

Piss off irvine, I'm not in the mood.

He put on a fake dejected look.



She walked off. She was about to turn into another corridor-this crazy place was like a maze- when she heard a loud exclamation of RAGE! and a moment later a strange one-eyed albino girl chasing what looked like a moving wall of muscle and attempting to kick it to pieces zipped past. She nervously and quickly scurried off in the opposite direction to them. This place was a madhouse! She only wanted to go home! But she couldn't..... or could she? She had to try.

As she turned another corner she saw a boy in leather pants and a jacket and a girl in a skimpy blue.. um.. thing.

Squall! Rinoa! I'm going mad help me out of here! 1 week is too much!

Rinoa frowned and Squall looked exasperated as he said God yuffie. We don't KNOW how to get you out. And if you think your going mad, what about us! We have to LIVE here! So shuddup!

Yuffie stalked off. Everyone was being mean to her! It wasnt fair! She found the room with the mirror and stared at it and stared at it hoping it would open again and she could go back to her home... and Cloud *sigh* just then the door creaked open a little. The smell of hot-dog breath wafted in and then the clown of all, Zell Dincht came in. He choked on a bit of hotdog and took a half a step back.

oh.. yuffie.... heh... what are you doing here?
what am I doing here? what are YOU doing here more like! I want to go home.

She growled. He leaned backwards fakely and put on a scared keep back' look-fakely

woah... calm down! I was coming in here to try and help you get back

She softened

Really? Thanks...

Hey.' She thought. He's kinda cute.. WaH! What am I thinking!' She shook her head to get out crazy thoughts.

-suddenly he stepped forward and kissed her and a very romance novel-like scene ensued... just kidding!-

Zell spoke again But how, do you think?

Yuffie sighed. That was, of course, THE question. And the answer. If she knew then the problem of her getting home was solved. But she had no idea. I have absolutely no idea.. she walked over to the mirror and rubbed the edge of it with her palm. Suddenly it began to glow a little from the centre out till it was glowing all over, but as soon as the glow reached the frame it stopped completely. Yuffie and Zell stared at it in shock. Zell looked as if he thought the mirror was about to eat him or something. ah.. yuffie? what... was... that?

*authors note: i have no idea where im going with this one, im just making it up as i go along.*

she quickly took her hand away from the mirror. how in the fucken hell am i supposed to know? bloody demented mirror!

*note: the title! the title!*

They both just stared at the mirror. If only staring could make things do what you wanted... Yuffie rubbed the edge of the mirror again. It glowed and when it reached the edge...stopped. Yuffie and Zell gaped at each other.

um... zell.. do you think...

i have NO idea..

she tried again...nothing.

damn. i guess im not going home today. she sighed, hung her head and slumped against the mirror im so tired of this. i just want to go home her voice was weak, as if life was nearly too much for her, tired of life... if she could just close her eyes and go...

*note: wow, this is turning into a serious fic, how'd i let that happen? ^scratches head^ hmm.. oh well. told ya i was just doing it as it went along*

Zell patted her on the shoulder dont worry im sure it'll work out.. in the mean time, theres always hotdogs! He touched the edge of the mirror. It had a strange texture.. sort of rough and sort of smooth. It was kind of like carved wood, and kind of like.... skin? How strange... nah.. must be imagination. He turned back to yuffie.

You know, I have absolutely no idea where this mirror even came from. I dont even remember knowing about this room. Until you came here, everybody just assumed it was a janitors closet or something... Its strange that nobody got curious

Yuffie turned her head a little so she could see him out of the corner of her eye. You serious? Nobody knew about this room and the mirror?! she raised her eyebrows. I suppose you must be right though. If somebody knew, everybody would know. It's not exactly your run-of-the-mill classroom. I mean, look at it! They both did.

It was a fairly normal sized room. Not exactly big, but not really small either. Just a room sized room. There was a door, very plain, and a tapestry on one wall. It was a really strange tapestry too. It was sort of... well.... there was a tree in the centre. But it was.. well, ugly. Dead and gnarly. There was a storm in the background. And a poem across the centre. It read: Whomsoever passeth through the land of Liran-almi, and sets eyes upon the Cave of Truth, shalt be truly of the doomed and chosen. But if thine heart not be true to the quest set before thee, horrors unspeakable shall befall.'

The whole thing was done in a way that it looked so real, with the purple sky and the white silver glow of the lightning, the brown-grey of the tree and the letters of the poem.. well, they weren't any particular colour, they just were. The rest of the room was bare, except for the huge mirror against the wall opposite the door.

It was this mirror that began to glow again. But not a colourless glow, like before. This time it was sort of reddish. Malevolent. Suddenly Yuffie screamed as the mirror sort of liquified and, as she was leaning against it she fell right through it. Her automatic reaction was to grab something to stop herself falling. The nearest thing was Zell. They both toppled through the mirror.

As they dissapeared, the glass of the mirror rippled outwards, like the concentric circles caused by throwing a pebble into a pond, and then hardened. There was no trace that there had ever been anybody in the room.