I awake again, slowly. The world is still fuzzy, and I see through a haze.
A face over me. The short hair reminds me of a boy I once knew.at least,
I think I knew. The dark hair and big eyes are so comforting.
"Her eyes are opening. I think she's awake."
The voice is so loud in the silence. I wince as the noise increases.
"Good. She'll be open to whatever we say for a few minutes before the Heartless notice she's awake again and take her over again. Let's make what we say count." The voice comes from the man who beat me.
The girl leans over me, invading my eyesight. "We're only trying to help you. You're not a Heartless, but you're not human anymore. They're trying to keep you from the truth, and we're going to try to save you."
I try to lean up. She pushes me back down.
"Your armor won't come off. They have a strong hold on you. In fact, I think they took your soul. Isn't that right, Squall?"
She looks over to the man who is now leaning against the wall. I realize I'm in a hotel room on a bed.
"They did take her soul. But you can exist without one. Mind you, it isn't easy to be good without one, but it's possible. Theoretically speaking. No one's been strong enough to do it yet."
I have no idea what he's saying. Haven't I been following orders in exchange for freedom? But.now I'm drawing a blank. What was I free from? Where had I been taken from to come here?
I have blurry memories of endless water. Green all around me. And two grass green eyes looking into mine.
I come out of my thoughts and again try to get up. No one stops me this time. I sit up on the bed, but become dizzy. I grip the sheets to steady myself.
"Who.who are you?" I ask. I feel sick.
The girl speaks. "I'm Yuffie the ninja. That over there is Squall, and-."
"Leon. My name is Leon, Yuffie," the man interrupts.
"Fine then. Leon. And that over there is Sora."
I try to see them all. But it's so hard.
"You said something about 'Heartless'?" I ask.
"Yes. They're horrible creatures that work under a group of people who want to rule the worlds. The group is called the Masters of the Worlds."
Suddenly I have a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, and it isn't my dizziness. Why does that name seem so familiar? Again, a vision of green eyes.
"We expect they somehow got to you and pulled your soul from your body. Do you remember?"
I shake my head. I somehow don't recollect.
"Well, that's what must've happened. I've never seen a Heartless like you before. You look too human. Aren't you?"
I nod.then shake my head. I can't understand. What is a Heartless? What is human? I see myself as a warrior repaying a debt. That must be what she's asking.
"I'm a warrior. I'm also repaying a debt. So I need the Keyblade." I attempt to stand, but fall from vertigo. I lie on the bed, miserable.
"Hold it, tiger. First off, you're trying to take that sword to a group of people who don't give half a crud about you. So you're better off just forgetting about them. Try to trust us. We can help you." She smiles.
I lean up and grab her collar.
"There's.a boy. I don't remember who he is, but I just know that I'm supposed to be with him. I let him down somehow. Can you help me find him?" I ask desperately.
She looks surprised.
"We can try.but there are so many worlds. Can you tell me where you're from?" Yuffie asks.
I try to think, still holding fast to her collar.
".there was.endless water. So much green. And.a lightning bolt. I had.so much pain. A mark-."
I start clawing at my armor. The breastplate comes off and I pull off the top of the bodysuit below. A cut top is on, but a huge lightning scar in the shape of an outline of a heart is on my chest. Yuffie and Sora gasp. Leon looks on with interest.
I grab my shoulder and look over it. The mark is on my back, too.
"Then they have a deeper hold on you than I thought," Leon comments.
Yuffie and Sora look over.
"What do you mean, Squall?" she asks him.
"Not only do they hold her soul, but they also have a hold on her body. She belongs to them. There's almost nothing we can do."
I can't take it anymore.
"NO! I won't be owned! This mark came from a storm from my world! It still knows me! And I'm going to go back! I will not be owned!!!"
I pull my things on and get up. Fighting nausea and headache, I stagger across the room and grab the hilt of my sword, which leans against the door. I try to grab the handle and turn it, but I collapse, unconscious.
"Her eyes are opening. I think she's awake."
The voice is so loud in the silence. I wince as the noise increases.
"Good. She'll be open to whatever we say for a few minutes before the Heartless notice she's awake again and take her over again. Let's make what we say count." The voice comes from the man who beat me.
The girl leans over me, invading my eyesight. "We're only trying to help you. You're not a Heartless, but you're not human anymore. They're trying to keep you from the truth, and we're going to try to save you."
I try to lean up. She pushes me back down.
"Your armor won't come off. They have a strong hold on you. In fact, I think they took your soul. Isn't that right, Squall?"
She looks over to the man who is now leaning against the wall. I realize I'm in a hotel room on a bed.
"They did take her soul. But you can exist without one. Mind you, it isn't easy to be good without one, but it's possible. Theoretically speaking. No one's been strong enough to do it yet."
I have no idea what he's saying. Haven't I been following orders in exchange for freedom? But.now I'm drawing a blank. What was I free from? Where had I been taken from to come here?
I have blurry memories of endless water. Green all around me. And two grass green eyes looking into mine.
I come out of my thoughts and again try to get up. No one stops me this time. I sit up on the bed, but become dizzy. I grip the sheets to steady myself.
"Who.who are you?" I ask. I feel sick.
The girl speaks. "I'm Yuffie the ninja. That over there is Squall, and-."
"Leon. My name is Leon, Yuffie," the man interrupts.
"Fine then. Leon. And that over there is Sora."
I try to see them all. But it's so hard.
"You said something about 'Heartless'?" I ask.
"Yes. They're horrible creatures that work under a group of people who want to rule the worlds. The group is called the Masters of the Worlds."
Suddenly I have a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, and it isn't my dizziness. Why does that name seem so familiar? Again, a vision of green eyes.
"We expect they somehow got to you and pulled your soul from your body. Do you remember?"
I shake my head. I somehow don't recollect.
"Well, that's what must've happened. I've never seen a Heartless like you before. You look too human. Aren't you?"
I nod.then shake my head. I can't understand. What is a Heartless? What is human? I see myself as a warrior repaying a debt. That must be what she's asking.
"I'm a warrior. I'm also repaying a debt. So I need the Keyblade." I attempt to stand, but fall from vertigo. I lie on the bed, miserable.
"Hold it, tiger. First off, you're trying to take that sword to a group of people who don't give half a crud about you. So you're better off just forgetting about them. Try to trust us. We can help you." She smiles.
I lean up and grab her collar.
"There's.a boy. I don't remember who he is, but I just know that I'm supposed to be with him. I let him down somehow. Can you help me find him?" I ask desperately.
She looks surprised.
"We can try.but there are so many worlds. Can you tell me where you're from?" Yuffie asks.
I try to think, still holding fast to her collar.
".there was.endless water. So much green. And.a lightning bolt. I had.so much pain. A mark-."
I start clawing at my armor. The breastplate comes off and I pull off the top of the bodysuit below. A cut top is on, but a huge lightning scar in the shape of an outline of a heart is on my chest. Yuffie and Sora gasp. Leon looks on with interest.
I grab my shoulder and look over it. The mark is on my back, too.
"Then they have a deeper hold on you than I thought," Leon comments.
Yuffie and Sora look over.
"What do you mean, Squall?" she asks him.
"Not only do they hold her soul, but they also have a hold on her body. She belongs to them. There's almost nothing we can do."
I can't take it anymore.
"NO! I won't be owned! This mark came from a storm from my world! It still knows me! And I'm going to go back! I will not be owned!!!"
I pull my things on and get up. Fighting nausea and headache, I stagger across the room and grab the hilt of my sword, which leans against the door. I try to grab the handle and turn it, but I collapse, unconscious.