Disclaimer: Sigh… I do not own anything from final fantasy 8. Raylin belongs to me though!
Rinoa's P.O.V
The fog was so thick I almost choked on it. It was, I guess an advantage for us really. We had run into a forest just off the coast of the Demonilite plains, near Deling.
In the distance I could faintly see the outlines of Galbadia Garden. Loud voices could be heard in about 10 meters or so away. Squall was kneeling beside me. There were a few small shrubs and skinny trees in front of us. We weren't in the forest, just on the outside looking out.
A black Horse came trotting up only 3 meters away. I hadn't seen a horse in years. They weren't used much anymore because they're so slow. A man clad in Gold and Black came walking up beside it. The horse pricked its ears up and slowing made it's way toward us. The man fiercely grabbed a hold of it, yanking it back. " Stupid animal! I just fed you!" He began to lead the horse away. I breathed a sigh of relief. " Close"
Squall nodded and smiled slightly. I looked over to him. A puzzled look on my face.
" Who was that?" I asked. " Council guard, pretty pathetic really" He answered. Again I looked puzzled. " Why would they use horse's? Chicobo's are slower!" He grinned. " I don't know really, but what I want to know is why he didn't look in here. He could have easily found us, had he not been so scared." Scared? Why? " Why was he scared?" " Because this forest, they say, is cursed. Those guards are so stupid they won't go anywhere near it." He grinned again. " Oh" I said blankly.
I yawned and leaned up against him. " Sleep" He said, " you need the rest, they won't be back for a long time" I nodded slowly already letting sleep take over.
Dream
I was standing on a moss covered ground. Mist hung in the air. So thick I could hardly see a few meters away. I heard yelling. " Where is she! Find Her!" The Council guards. I ran. Nothing but moss and mist. " Squall!" I screamed. " Squall where are you!" No reply. I continued running. It must have been a clump of dirt or overgrown moss that tripped me up while I ran. My face met the moist ground I sat up reaching for the two rings around my neck. " Squall…" I whispered. My hands met bare skin. Looking down I noticed my necklace was gone. I looked down. It was on the ground. Broken at one end. I reached down to it, and felt nothing. My hands went right through it touching the horrible moss. It was as if it was not even there. I began clawing away the ground furiously. I heard the yelling again, hesitated then got and up and continued running, leaving my transparent necklace behind.
" Squall!" I was all alone. The sound of running hooves was heard behind me. I stopped coming to a cliff. " No!" I yelled at the top of my lungs until it hurt. I turned to see the sound coming closer. It was a Council guard on a black horse. Gone were the gold and black uniform, replaced by black gold armor. Heavy and thick. The guard himself looked downright scary. The horse he rode was huge and had clinking armor all over its body.
Turning back to the cliff. I took my only option.
I jumped.
As I fell I screamed as hard as my lungs could allow me. Knowing that this was the end.
I hit a clump dirt hard and rolled down hitting rock as I went. I never thought it was possible to roll this fast. It all stopped when I hit a large rock on the bottom.
I wasn't in pain. It hadn't hurt at all. That was impossible. I shrugged it off and stood up.
Looking up I couldn't see the top of the cliff because of the mist. A hard rocky ground replaced the wet and horrible moss ground. I could see the other wall of the cliff on the side. Must be in a valley. Had the mist not have been so thick I probably would have seen the other side up the top.
As I walked along I saw a black shape on the ground. I ran towards it.
Squall?
Kneeling down I realized it really was Squall. He had a large slash across his chest. He was clearly dead. ""No...no...no!" Sanding up I refused to believe he was dead. I ran around him, my hands on my ears. Running into the mist I screamed. For no reason I stopped. My eyes were closed and I didn't know why I had stopped. I lowered my hands and looked up.
A lady stood about 2 meters from. She was tall and had pale skin. Her hair was white and tied up loosely in a twist. Small strands fell in her face. She wore a longs light blue skirt. It hung around her like a sarong. Her top was a blue bikini top. It had silk hanging down from it, covering her exposed belly. On the top were small jewels placed on it decoratively. The most intriguing thing about her was her eyes. They were a deep blue and looked so icy. She smiled at me.
What?
" Who…who are you?" She smiled and walked towards me.
" My name is Raylin," She said still smiling. " I create dreams, I decided to create yours"
I was stunned standing like a gaping fish. My mother had always said that was rude, so I regained my composure. " Um..Pardon…you create dreams?" "Yes, that's right"
I seemed confused. " But why?..And why me?" She laughed. " Because I feel that you need some advice" I was angry now. Advice? This whole 'dream' was to give me advice?! " What do you mean 'advice'? Falling off a cliff and seeing Squall dead, isn't advice" I couldn't hide the frustration in my voice. I was getting angry with someone I had only just met. " Her smile faded slightly. " My advice to you is that panicking will not solve your problems, you need to think more seriously about things" They way her voice sounded so calm made my anger slip away. " But…I still don't understand…are you real?" She smiled brightly again. " Very"
Author's Note: Personally I think this chapter was much better! I hope I explained Rinoa's character ok. A very panicky person. Anyway feel free to review and post any suggestions at all. Buh-bye!
