Love Line

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Chapter 12 - Meaningless Life with Meaning

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[Stares at chapter title]

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Okay, so it's crappy. Anyway, this "Love Line" seems to be related to the following pairs - Isaac/Jenna, Garet/Mia, and Felix/Sheba. Because I really want to shed light on the other characters, Isaac and Jenna seem to have been pushed from the most important pair slot...

I apoligize for this, but I found some really great scenes while replaying GS: LA that would be great for some Felix-Sheba interaction, so I'm going to put them to use. Isaac and crew *will* still be here, but will have to wait as I dive into the lives of Felix and Sheba.

Anywho, like most of the characters in this story, I'll shed some light on her past (guess who), and will go from there. Please make sure to review, as I really need reviews!

And a note to all Isaac/Jenna fans:

Rain Child brought this to my attention, and I have to say thanks to her for it: When Felix meets up with Isaac in Contigo, Ivan does say that Isaac's been worried about Jenna non-stop. For further details, look at my story-format game dialog story of that scene.

And now, if you will, Sheba.

Sheba - MIKAA DOESN'T OWN GOLDEN SUN. BUT HE WILL OWN A LARGE BUMP ON THE HEAD WHEN I GET THREW WITH HIM.

Uh, I thought I didn't make a rough draft...

Sheba - No, but I read your mind...

[Runs under nearest table as Sheba casts Spark Plasma]

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The grinding of dirt. The shuddering of the structure. The surging power. The pointless existance.

Sheba stared into his eyes as she tried to hang onto the crumbling bricks of the Venus Lighthouse. He was trying to hold her, to keep her from falling, but she knew there was no need for that. He only delayed the inevitabe; he only needed her for the lighthouse of wind, like his other friends. There was no need for her to hold on, noone would truly miss her. She was just another person, another victim of a cursed existance; there was no purpose in going on.

She stared into his worried eyes. Why did he have the look of dread on his face? Was it because he despretly needed her, or was it something more? She had tried to read his mind, hoping to know the real reason for him to try to protect her during the battle. But he had menal wards against such inquires, no idea as to what his motives were.

"Good bye, Felix. And thank you..." *For postponing the inevitable...*

She fell the wind soaring past her, gravity grasping her form, death waiting with open arms. She welcomed it...

...until she saw him falling after her.

*How had he fallen? He was on sure footing! He wouldn't have jumped, unless...*

No, he didn't jump for her; noone cared for her. He probably jumped to save his own skin...

Contact. Cool ice. Wet air pushed her down...

...and darkness claimed her...

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Light. Dry air. Bustle of a crowd. The sents of sweat and dirt.

She looked around, looking at her hometown of Lavertio. Or rather, not her hometown, for she had no home. Unsure as to why she was here, she walked towards the oblisk, only to see her playing tag with other children.

She scoffed at that notion; she never truly played with them. She had always won, but not from her own skill. They had gone easy on her, pampering the holy child; those who failed to treat her with royalty were disiplined by the elders...

She saw one boy run after her, intent on tagging her. She knew the outcome even as it happened: the boy would tag her, causing her to trip and fall onto the dirt. The boy would be punished by both the elders and his parents, and forever since the children would despise her. How was she worth more than them? What made her so special? They dared not speak their thoughts, lest the elders hear them. But she knew them, knew their hatred.

Suddenly, Tolbi guards stormed the town, and she saw the one called Iodem order a guard to catch her and take her to Tolbi. She stared at the Lavertians; why weren't the children happy? She was out of their lives, with only the guards to haul her worthless form across the land...

Something tugged at her, pulling her towards the present. Staring into the new surroundings, she saw the elder attendents that waited on her in Babi's palace. She knew that they seemed caring, that they felt sympathy for her. But their feelings were wasted, as she was worth less than the dirt on her clothes. How important could one be without a mother or father, without knowing your home, without one to love...

She seethed as a wave of emotion swept her, throwing her towards the damned lighthouse that she just left. She saw him, saw him holding her as waves of fear swept over her. Why did he hold her so close? She was noone; she had no home, no parents, no beloved...

She saw him try to save her, saw her form fall towards the icy waves. Saw him fall towards her, shouting her name. Why did he? What did he care? She was worthless, pampared and spoiled, never knowing what it was to love or lose.

She saw him hit the waves, saw him grab a piece of cloth floating in the water, saw... her? Had he saved her? Why? She saw him hold her, swimming towards a floating island. Why did he risk his life to save hers? It didn't make sense...

She saw him nearly pass out, only to somehow gain the strength to continue, and she heard an unwarded thought escape his mind:

For his Sheba.

His Sheba? Did he really care for her? Or was it for something worthless, like all those false feelings of love in Lavertio: meaningless and without purpose...

Darkness grasped his form, drawing her along with him...

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Light. Sand beneath her weight. A cold body next to her.

Opening her eyes, she saw him layed out on the beach of the island in her vision... And he wasn't breathing...

...and if he died, then so did her chances of finding out what he meant. Why he did it for his Sheba.

Checking his pulse, she felt none. Climbing on top of him, she beat his chest, forcing his lungs to react. She pressed her lips to his, forcing air into him. She again pounded his chest, pounding until she heard the gasps of air seeping through his mouth.

Removing herself from him, she laid down next to him, the last of her energy drained.

And allowed the darkness to again claim her, content knowing that she'd find his motive later...

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Standing mere meters away, Alex took in the sight of young Sheba performing CPR. He knew that Felix would survive the lighthouse, and knew that he'd rescue Sheba, lest his parents die. But the last thing he expected to see was Sheba trying to save him...

And if Alex didn't know better, he had gone to great lengths to save her.

Was there something between them? Had something happened at the lighthouse to bring them closer together? Alex swalowed as a lump in his throat formed; he remembered his loved one, knew that she loved another. He had plans to try to earn her love, but until then, he sent a silent thought to the two resting forms, wishing them luck.

Turning about, he strode off to find Jenna and Kraden...

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[Looks around to see if Sheba is near, then bolts for the back bedroom]

If you couldn't tell, these are the thoughts that Sheba had while Felix saved her (largely shown in the last chapter...)

Sheba - Thanks for making me so depressed...

Uh, how'd you know where I was?

Sheba - I asked your sister where you ran to, and she was more than willing to aid me.

Oh, man...

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