Authors note: Sorry it has taken me so long to update but I've had my hands full with loads of damn schoolwork! A few of you have noticed that my story sounds a bit like dark angel, that's true, my story is a bit of a mixture between dark angel, Roswell and x-men all mixed in one big heap! ^_^
Sorry if this chapter seems a bit boring and yes I know its really crappy but I'll try and make future chapters a lot more interesting, I promise! Please review and don't flame me cus yes I already know it's a load of rubbish!
Thank you and now I'll hand you over to chapter two of my story. ^_^
Chapter 2
The young woman watched as the scenery flew by her as she looked out of the train window. She hoped coming to Balamb was all worth it. One of her friends back in Deling City had told her that her ex-boyfriend was here. She thought back to when they used to be together. It was probably only a school crush; he wasn't exactly the nicest person in the world. In fact he was the school bully.
Back when she was at school everyone wanted to be friends with her. She knew that most of the reason was because she's quite rich and she lived in a mansion with her father. She hated it; she hated everything about it. She just wanted to be normal.
It had all started when she was around 15. She had started to hang around with the less popular people in the school. Strangely most of them felt incompatible around her or they were happy to her friend, but would start trying to be her. She really hated that.
There was one person who caught her eye though, he was a quiet person and he never seemed to have any friends. He had the most amazing ethereal eyes and a scar that went down his face. Lots of times she had tried to be friendly with him but he would either just ignore her or tell her to go away. She always wondered why he was so cold towards her but then she later discovered that he got bullied a lot at school.
She never really understood bullies; they'd go around in a group picking faults with everyone. It was pointless and noone like them because they were so horrible. That's when it happened…
It was lunchtime and as usual she would try to make friends with this one person. He was always at the same place, in the far back corner of the cafeteria. She walked up to him and sat down in a chair opposite.
"Hi again," she said as friendly as she could. He looked up at her and then went back to his food.
Oh you're giving me the silent treatment again, are you?" She didn't know why but she really wanted to get to know him. She sighed and then said "Do you have a name then?"
He nodded his head. "Squall."
She smiled with a bit of relief that she had managed to get a word out of his mouth. "I'm Rinoa," she said holding out a hand. Squall put his hand out and shook it.
"So what do we have here then?" came a
voice from behind them.
Rinoa turned around to see someone with blond hair and green eyes; she even
noticed a similar scar to Squalls. The next few weeks she seemed to notice this
blond was interested in her. His name was Seifer. Eventually she forgot about
Squall because she liked Seifer. He was one of the school bullies but she
didn't mind. The way he acted to her was a totally different manner.
There was one thing she didn't understand. Seifer and Squall were brothers, but Seifer didn't act like it. It seemed Squall was one of Seifer's main victims for bullying.
Now she'd left school she had lost all contact with Seifer. One of her friends had said Seifer was a psychiatrist that worked at Balamb. Of course Rinoa just laughed when she heard that but her friend was being serious. That's what she had come to Balamb for and also she had wanted to get away from the city and settle down in a quiet town.
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Squall awoke to the sound of his alarm clock; he quickly sat up and turned it off. He pulled himself from the soft bed and dragged himself wearily to the shower before getting dressed.
Squall and Seifer now lived together in a small house close to the sea. As teenagers they never sued to get on well but since Seifer had changed his life around and become a psychiatrist he had become a better person.
Squall walked over to the fridge, finding a post-it stuck to it. As he got closer he could see it was a shopping list. Seifer somehow managed to always avoid doing the shopping so Squall was stuck doing it again. Squall grabbed it from the fridge and left the house.
Since Squall and Seifer had arrived in Balamb they had discovered there were more mutants here, much the same as Squall and Seifer. Squall knew two others at the moment, although it was very difficult to tell who are mutants. The two mutants Squall knew were called Quistis and Zell. Quistis was Seifer's boyfriend and worked in a grocery shop. She was quite a nice person. Zell on the other hand was a hyperactive person, who was sometimes extremely annoying, although he could show a serious side as well. Overall Squall thought he was all right. Strangely enough when they were made they had all been given the same kinds of powers. All were telekinetic, as well as telepathic.
Squall entered the grocery store and gathered all the things he needed. The store was quieter than usual today. Squall stepped up to the counter to see a familiar face smiling at him.
"Hi Squall," she said.
"Hi Quistis," Squall said, taking my things as she started to place them in bags.
"Have you seen Seifer today?" she asked, as Squall handed her the money for my things.
"No I haven't, but I'm guessing at the moment he'll be hibernating somewhere in the midst of his room."
Quistis laughed at the comment, then said, "He always leaves you to do the shopping. Doesn't he want to see me or something?"
Squall shrugged his shoulders as he grabbed the shopping bags. "See you later." Squall said.
"Bye," she replied, as Squall turned to walk from the shop.
Squall decided that today he would visit Zell at his shop as no one was usually ever there. Zell owned a left-handed shop called 'Lefties Left Handed Shop'. Strangely enough Zell wasn't left-handed. Squall entered the small shop surprised to see that there were some customers there.
"Thank you for shopping at Lefties Left Handed Shop and I hope to see you very soon." Zell said proudly. Squall looked in amusement as the happy couple left. He waited for the door close, when it finally did Squall said, "You won't see them again."
Zell looked at Squall annoyed. "Hey Squall, have you seen this?" he said changing the subject quickly, as he shuffled around behind the counter, looking for something. Finally he pulled out a newspaper and laid it flat on the counter. It was just the same usual stuff about us. Ten years have passed and they're still going on about us. As Squall skimmed through the passage one word stood out from the rest.
"They're calling us pigs," Squall said.
"I know, don't they understand that pigs are people too?" Zell said in his usual drama like fashion.
"I don't understand it, though Squall, you spend everyday of your life saving people's lives," Zell said fiddling with the newspaper. "If only they knew the truth…if only." Zell said finishing dramatically.
"It's the way of the world. You can't change their view." Squall said.
"But what if you can? What if you could use your powers to save people?" Zell asked.
"Oh yeah…let's be superheroes." I said sarcastically.
Zell snapped his fingers. "That's it! We can be the worlds first superheroes."
Squall looked at Zell. "Zell you do know I was being sarc-"
"I know what I'll call myself. I'll be called Telekinetic-Man." Zell said, before Squall could finish. Zell put an arm in front of him and started running about, pretending to fly.
Squall rolled his eyes. "I'm out of here," Squall said, turning to leave the shop.
"See you later!" Zell called from behind him.
~*~*~*~*~
The train pulled up at the station. Rinoa yawned as she swiftly got out of her seat, grabbed her belongings and exited the train. The first thing she wanted to do was find somewhere to stay the night. As she looked around for a hotel she couldn't help but notice how beautiful the scenery was. Finally she found a hotel, it looked quite nice and it was right next to the sea.
Rinoa entered the hotel and went to the desk where one of the hotel staff was.
"How can I help you?" he said.
"Hi. I'd like a room for the night, please." Rinoa answered.
The man looked through a book, which must have shown the available rooms.
"Your name please?"
"Rinoa Heartilly." she said. He wrote down her name into the book and then handed her a key.
"I'll show you to your room." He walked around to the front of the desk. "Here, let me help you with your bags."
He grabbed the bags from the floor and the two walked down a corridor until he stepped outside a door. He pulled a key from his jacket that must have been the same as Rinoas. He opened the door and placed her bags inside the door, then he turned to her. "Are you new to this town?"
Rinoa nodded her head. He smiled at her. "If you need any help finding any places you can always ask me."
"I'll keep that in mind. Thank you." Rinoa replied, hoping that he would leave her sometime soon.
"Oh yeah, the name's Nida." He said before turning to walk down the corridor they had just walked along.
After he had left she stepped into her room. It was a small and cosy looking room with some French windows that led on to a balcony. Rinoa looked out the window over to the blue ocean, which was today glistening gently from the evening sun.
She took off her shoes and lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. She decided that she would rest now and have a look round town later.
Rinoa closed her eyes, admiring the sound of the waves gentle movement. Within a few minutes she had drifted off into a slumber.
Rinoa awoke to realise it was much later than she had expected herself to wake. She sat up from her bed and put her shoes on, then quickly stepped from her room locking the door behind her. She walked down to the main entrance. Before she entered the main room she glanced around to make sure Nida wasn't near by. Luckily he and what seemed like his father were busy checking in a mass of tourists that had just arrived.
She briskly walked to the double doors so that she could get out of this place, but before she could do so she tripped over something on the floor and hit her head on the corner of the main reception desk.
"Oh my Hyne, Rinoa. Are you okay?" Nida asked hysterically, as he rushed to help Rinoa up.
Rinoa touched her head. She could feel something wet on her finger and as she lowered it she could see it was blood.
"I'm alright," she said standing to her feet, ignoring the feeling of warm blood running down her face.
"You don't look alright to me ma'am," said Nida's father.
Rinoa put her hands on the reception desk for support, as she felt quite dizzy.
Nida's father turned to his panicking son. "Nida you take her to hospital to get it looked at while I take care of things here."
Nida nodded his head as he helped Rinoa out of the hotel and towards the hospital.
