Vanished in your realistic world
Prologue
"Ouch, my head. What's going on? Cloud, Tifa. don't leave me alone!"
/ They left you. /
"Huh? Who are you?"
/ It doesn't matter. /
"Where am I? Why did you bring me here?"
/ I'm not the one who brought you here, Fate did, and I'm just its slave. /
"In that case, what does Fate want from me?"
/ It gives you the opportunity to have a second chance. /
". I don't get it. I'm happy with my life."
/ As-a-matter of fact, you're dead. /
"."
/ Brings back memories? That silver haired swordsman killed you. You sacrificed for Planet. /
"Sephiroth."
/ Don't worry. believe in Fate, my friend. /
***
People glared strangely as the young woman in pink cotton dress walked on street. Despite her nice feminine features, her clothing was a little bit too odd. Keeping her head down and staring with a certain fascination at her old leather boots, Aeris blushed and tried not to make eye contact with the strangers. She could feel all sorts of glances on her, a feeling that was becoming more unbearable. / Gosh, I can't take it anymore. Stop looking at me. Please. Is this a second chance or just hell? Cloud, where are you? / She didn't have a clue about the place where she really was, but she kept walking, searching for some lost, rejected place. She started running across the streets when something big and metallic hit her.
"Aaaaaah." Due to the pain and disbelief, Aeris let a small shocked cry. All she knew for the moment were silver strands of hair, and their owner approaching her in concern, then completely darkness.
A.N.: First, I don't own Final Fantasy, the characters, etc, etc, etc. Second, I may have grammar and spelling errors, I'm French and I'm not so good at English. If you have the gentleness to announce me of such terribly mistakes of this dearly and loved language (no offence), please tell me. Third, tell me what you think about this story, if it's crap keep it for yourself, you may enjoy it with salt and pepper.
Prologue
"Ouch, my head. What's going on? Cloud, Tifa. don't leave me alone!"
/ They left you. /
"Huh? Who are you?"
/ It doesn't matter. /
"Where am I? Why did you bring me here?"
/ I'm not the one who brought you here, Fate did, and I'm just its slave. /
"In that case, what does Fate want from me?"
/ It gives you the opportunity to have a second chance. /
". I don't get it. I'm happy with my life."
/ As-a-matter of fact, you're dead. /
"."
/ Brings back memories? That silver haired swordsman killed you. You sacrificed for Planet. /
"Sephiroth."
/ Don't worry. believe in Fate, my friend. /
***
People glared strangely as the young woman in pink cotton dress walked on street. Despite her nice feminine features, her clothing was a little bit too odd. Keeping her head down and staring with a certain fascination at her old leather boots, Aeris blushed and tried not to make eye contact with the strangers. She could feel all sorts of glances on her, a feeling that was becoming more unbearable. / Gosh, I can't take it anymore. Stop looking at me. Please. Is this a second chance or just hell? Cloud, where are you? / She didn't have a clue about the place where she really was, but she kept walking, searching for some lost, rejected place. She started running across the streets when something big and metallic hit her.
"Aaaaaah." Due to the pain and disbelief, Aeris let a small shocked cry. All she knew for the moment were silver strands of hair, and their owner approaching her in concern, then completely darkness.
A.N.: First, I don't own Final Fantasy, the characters, etc, etc, etc. Second, I may have grammar and spelling errors, I'm French and I'm not so good at English. If you have the gentleness to announce me of such terribly mistakes of this dearly and loved language (no offence), please tell me. Third, tell me what you think about this story, if it's crap keep it for yourself, you may enjoy it with salt and pepper.