Chapter 4: The Vision

~Demetre's Past~

Ellone fell into the void that brought her to the past. She knew it was risky for doing such with this Demetre but she didn't trust him as much as she would like. He was okay, and their brief chat told her that he was a sorcerer. Then again, she knew that already.

She eventually came upon an image of a tall man dressed exotically in black and crimson. He had hair of the darkest ebony and an odd twitch to his eyes.

The odd man stood in a familiar environment. Night surrounded the man as a car whizzed pass, a horn blaring. The man merrily huffed and ran across a street to hotel. Ellone followed quickly.

Upon entering the hotel, Ellone noted the décor. Fancy columns in a Galbadian style, as well as a well-kept hedge ran along the sides of the building. A man stood at the corner waving trolleys down for a small group of people.

Oh Hyne! This is Deling City!

Ellone continued to follow the man in through the hotel and up a stair case in which they then stopped in front of a white door with gold numbering saying, "12". The man then produced a key, unlocked the door with some difficulty, and went inside. Ellone followed as the man closed the door quickly.

The room was dark. Not a light was on. The man quickly went to a window and opened the curtains. The moon hung high and full in the sky, sending rays of beautiful light to cascade through the room. A moan came from the bed.

A woman, dressed in an odd assortment of civilian clothing lay on the single bed. She had a washcloth over her eyes and she held her large stomach in pain.

"Andrew, the contractions are getting closer…"

The man, who Ellone now knew as Andrew, nodded.

"It's time to leave this place, my girl."

The woman moaned as another contraction ripped through her body. Andrew was immediately at her side, holding her hand. After a minute or so, she released his hand and nodded.

"Let us leave, now, please!"

Andrew nodded. Ellone felt she had known him from somewhere suddenly. Andrew helped the woman up, with some difficulty, and eventually got her to stand.

"Come my darling Alia, soon, our son will be born."

Alia nodded and they headed to the door.

Ellone began to follow before she was shifted to a new vision.

This time, Andrew and Alia were standing in the middle of a field of grass. The lights of Deling City where not far away and the sound of alarms and sirens where blaring.

"Hurry Alia, into the circle!" Andrew ran as fast as his wife could get them to a strange circle in the middle of the field. Alia limped towards the middle and shrieked in pain as a contraction hit.

"HE'S COMING!!!" She cried in desperation.

Andrew turned to see a figure dressed in shadows coming towards them. Ellone trembled in fear. This was an evil force. Andrew knelt beside his wife and closed his eyes. Suddenly a rumbling from within the earth began to cause disturbance. Ellone was knocked to the ground as she watch a greenish white energy raise from the corner's of the circle.

Alia cried again as pain inflicted her body. Andrew opened his eyes as the energy engulfed the circle and the two as well. The dark figure continued to run towards them.

"You can't have him Amorba!!!" Andrew cried protectively.

The thing, Amorba, continued to run towards the glowing energy and the two. Ellone suddenly felt she shouldn't be here. As if this was more dangerous than what she expected. The being Amorba ran through the circle and energy. A strange voice, as if from hell itself, rang through the night air saying, "The child will be mine! And with him, you sorcerer!"

Andrew's eyes grew wide as he and Alia were picked off the ground by the energy. Amorba reached out a disfigured hand and Andrew screamed. Alia cried out to her husband but disappeared with a clap of thunder. Andrew's body fell to the ground as the once illuminated area fell into darkness.

Andrew moaned and twitched. Amorba stood over him. "Your spirit may have left this planet, but your body remains Caraway." Andrew moaned again before he heard someone calling him. The last thing he heard before passing out was, "General!!!"

~Present Time~

Rinoa looked over worriedly at Ellone. "She's been out for nearly ten minutes. When is she gonna come out of it?"

Kyrstan shook her head. This was odd. Even living with Demetre and Anya for as long as she had, this was odd. "What exactly again is she looking at?"

Squall blew out a sigh. "She went into Demetre's past. She's looking at what happened to him at some point of time."

The team was still on the bus. They were nearing the mall and Demetre was getting antsy. Why was she looking at his past? 

The bus pulled to a stop and let a few people off. The mall was the next stop.

"Guys, the next stop is the mall. Ellone's gotta get out of her trance thing." Demetre said.

Selphie frowned. The team stayed in silence until they heard a moan.

Ellone woke suddenly and raised from Demetre's lap. Her eyes were wide. Demetre glared at her darkly as Quistis and Rinoa gave sighs of relief.

"Uh…Sorry…" Ellone said quietly.

Zell frowned. "Somethin wrong Elly?"

Ellone looked at everyone but Demetre and smiled weakly. "I'm fine."

Demetre crossed his arms over his chest and grumbled. "Find anything interesting to look at?"

Ellone went pale. "No, nothing of any interest." She then looked away quickly. She watched through the window as people hustled and bustled on the streets to get to where they were going to go. Some teens where out marauding around. Irvine whistled. "Got some hot babes in this world, huh?" He ogled at an extremely well "blessed" girl. He was then answered with three slaps to the head and an, "IRVINE KINNEAS!"

Ellone sat still as stone as this exchange was made. She then had the sneaking feeling something was reading her thoughts.

"Get out of my head Demetre." She said plainly.

Everyone looked at the odd man. He just stared forward and said, "I wish you would do the same Ellone."

Ellone ignored to remark and continued to look out the window.

Is this the child Caraway had supposedly had? There has been no proof what so ever. Ellone sighed as the others began to make small talk.

It's impossible. Demetre's dad was in that painting at his house. But something went up to wherever that woman Alia went…Wait a minute… Ellone concentrated on what she had seen. Alia had been a fairly short woman with amber colored hair. Ellone then tried to remember the woman in the portrait. She had a kinda honey brown hair. Could it be the same woman?

"Demetre, what was your parents names?" Quistis suddenly asked. Ellone grew tense as everyone looked to Demetre.

He shrugged. "Andrew and Alia."