FanFiction is being one hell of a bitch—again. And seeing as I have no homework, no life, and nothing better to do, I'll write a new chapter. Yahoo. Party on, babes!
Now, now, children, let's all say it together—the VL does not own Kingdom Hearts or any characters used in it! [But the wicked, mean, nasty, horrible Unknowns are my own creations!]
Ugh… dinner did not settle well in my tummy. I dun feel so good… *turns green*
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Instead of light waking her up, Yuffie was awakened by a sudden chill. She thought little of it and curled closer to Leon who lay fast asleep next to her, warm breath on the back of her neck. She started drifting off again when, slowly, everything got darker and darker. She sat bolt upright, eyes wide.
Oh, no, panicked thoughts raced through her mind. Not now. Not again. Not so soon! She scrambled out of bed, feeling frigid air pass over her skin. She almost dove back under the covers with Leon, but instead willed herself to put shirt of her own on underneath the one that belonged to Cloud, which she was still wearing.
Now dressed and armed, she got down on her knees next to Leon and shook him. "Leon, get up," she whispered harshly. "C'mon, Leon, wakeup! Wakeupwakeupwakeup!" She shook him violently and he sat up, holding her arms from shaking him.
"This had better be good," he said blackly. When he realized who he was talking to, he let her go and sat upright. "Sorry. What's up? Why're you waking me up s'damn early? What time is it anyway? It's dar—oh. Shit." He connected the pieces himself—sudden darkness meant the Unknowns were coming back again. And they were usually never back so soon. Leon stumbled around the pitch-dark room, feeling around for his belt and boots. He tripped on his Gunblade and used a string of colorful words as he got up.
"You go wake Cid up, an' I'll get Cloud and Aerith, kay?" Before he had a chance to answer, Yuffie slid into the Red Room and immediately bumped into Aerith, knocking both of them to the floor.
"You feel it, too, huh?" Cloud murmured, lifting Aerith up with one arm and Yuffie with the other. "Aerith, Yuffie, both of you find somewhere safe to hide. Somethin's not right 'bout this visit."
"Is there anything right about any of their visits?" Yuffie muttered sarcastically. Without another argument, she went for the door, taking Aeriths' hand and making a dash for the cellar beneath the hotel lobby. A small window looked out into the Second District where already Unknowns were beginning to congregate.
Cloud and Leon were already outside, fending the Unknowns from getting into the hotel, where both of them knew that their lovers were hiding. Shifting colors and shapes passed by the window. One corpse fell close to the window—close enough for them to clearly see a terrifying, repulsive face. Yuffie covered her mouth to keep from screaming as her stomach lurched. She retched into a garbage can.
"Oh, no!" Aeriths' soft voice was full of panic. Yuffie looked up. The Unknowns were chasing Leon and Cloud into the First District. Her heart stopped beating for an instant, then pounded hard and fast in her chest. She turned and went to get out of the cellar. "Yuffie, don't!" She didn't listen—she was already out of the cellar, out of the hotel, and on her way to the First District.
Carefully, she snuck around, watching to keep an eye on Leon. But he saw her and panicked.
"Yuffie! You idiot! Get outta here! Yer gonna get killed!" He screamed.
Before she answered, the doors to the world flew open, shaking everything. Yuffie plummeted from her hiding place, smashing a crate on the way, and landing on the ground a few feet from him. He made a dash for her, but the ground trembled violently and he fell. He got to his hands and knees and crawled, barely able to keep his balance.
Wind emitted from the doors, only this time instead of blowing debris into the down, there was a vacuum effect, pulling at anything close—which also meant Yuffie.
She clung desperately to the stones on the ground, eyes closed. The ground shook harder and the wind became stronger. Leon made it a few feet from her and put out one hand.
"Yuffie, take my hand!"
She looked up. "I can't move! I'll get sucked in!"
"Just do it!"
She stretched one hand forward, slowly, and took hold of his hand with a great amount of difficulty. She took the same hand with her other one and held on, but the wind got even stronger, and she felt herself starting to slip. Slowly. She slid further away, and she was torn from his grasp and blown shrieking like a banshee through the door. Leon went to go after her, but before he got out, the doors abruptly closed. He hit them with a sick "crack!" and fell to the ground below, unconscious. Yuffies' scream could be heard through the doors, fading, until it was gone completely.
The next Yuffie knew, she was in a white room, in an unfamiliar setting. Someone near her was speaking but she couldn't make out the dialogue. Until it referred to her.
"Put her down. She can't wake until we are well out of sight." She felt a needle pierce her arm and something injected into her body. In less than ten seconds, she was out again.
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I am really sorry for the shortness of this chapter, but I promise that the next chapter will be longer! Anyway—remember the rules, children: no reviews=no new chapters. Reviews=new chapters. Get it? Got it? Good. Now review!