Why hello again, my darlings!
Chapter two, here and fabulous *cough*. About time for my main girl to give you guys a feel for her - she seems a bit more.uh.bitter right now, but I assure you, I'd be the same way in her situation.
Disclaimer again: I own nothing of Squaresoft, Disney, and FF. I mean, come on, I'd have a MUCH nicer computer if that were possible!
*blah* = thoughts of 'blah'. :.: = flashback Rant and rave if you wish, but flames, as always, are ignored. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------
Lost in Fate
She was completely alone now. The other woman she had met a few nights ago had at last stopped questioning her and left the room. *Thank God. . .* She thought, rubbing tired eyes with seemingly delicate hands. *I don't know if I could handle company right now.*
She glanced at her reflection in a passing mirror and snorted in laughter. Alanna Heavenbane was truly a beauty. Silver-blue eyes set under a dreamer's long lashes and level brows were her most charming feature. Lightly tanned skin was offset by shimmering, golden-blonde hair, and contrasted to full, naturally dark pink lips. She acknowledged that some immediately saw beauty, but also knew that most of the time those people never got past them. Her laughter was directed to the healing weal that ran from the corner of her right eye to her temple.
*What a weird dream. . .* Alanna turned her thoughts away from her wound and looked at her hands. The pendant she had found last night was no longer in them, but she didn't care. She had known it was useful, maybe necessary for someone's survival, and had wished that she'd been able to give it to someone else. Someone she wanted to know was alive and would stay that way until she found him.
Cloud. . .They had met only three months ago, but it felt like they had known each other for an eternity.
:.: She had found him in the woods near her home, near death, next to a passed-out form on the ground.
He was amazing. He had lightly tanned skin, similar to Alanna's own complexion in its dedication of time spent outside. Blonde hair, lighter than her own shade, stood spiked at different directions, yet looking perfect on him. He had the body of a fighter, with muscled arms that looked able to bear weapons and fight as well as hold someone lovingly in their gently protective hold.But his eyes were what truly captivated her. A mixture of blue and green seemed to glow from irises set in eyes that had seen much in his twenty-two years of life.
Cloud Strife.
"How bad is it?" Cloud had looked shocked at her appearance, even while gripping the gaping wound in his abdomen. Those were the first words she spoke to him, after driving away the strangely powerful, silver-haired man she would later know was called Sephiroth.
". . .Bad. . ." His first word to her had emerged with a gasp of pain. She wanted to run to him, this stranger, to fall at his side and comfort him through his pain, but the cold, fighter inside of her was still covering herself, aware of the work she still had to do that night.
Alanna lived a double life, but both sides would never forget this night. . . :.:
She had given him her potion, stayed to make sure that man wouldn't return to finish him off, and then left his side. Never again would she be the same.
Alanna hefted herself up, groaning at still-stiff muscles. Since her rather abrupt arrival, she had woken in a foreign place and had to fight the same creatures that had taken her life from her for a day straight. Until the girl in pink had wandered along and summoned a creature of some sort, the fighter wasn't sure she was going to live to see more than the well of this new world.
It obviously wasn't Adamina, her former world, where everything was generally peaceful and she had been in charge of keeping the monsters at bay in the dead of night. Here, in this Traverse Town, these monsters struck whenever they pleased. There would be a lot more work for whoever was to care for the people of this place.
Alanna glanced at the door. Thank God she had her own intentions and couldn't be held responsible for whatever happened here.
. . .She had to find him. Find Cloud, the man who had made her see clearly for the first time in her life.
She had to find him, although she didn't know how.
.-*~*-.
"Aerith? Are you there?" She called to the door, waiting for the girl in pink to emerge - as she did, smiling as usual. Aerith had very pretty features. She was porcelain-white, slim to the point of being skinny, with intense forest-green eyes and a lot of complicated, sleek, and heavy brown hair. Her complex hairstyle came no where near Alanna's memory of the dark, mysterious Lulu she had met in Adamina, so the blonde brushed it off as normal.
For a girl so powerful with magic, Alanna recalled with a mental smirk, Aerith had a much too optimistic personality for Alanna to like her immediately, as she did with most people. Aerith was obliviously happy with her life. Someone who had only chosen to see the light side of the world, someone who wished to remain ignorant and happy as opposed to informed and troubled.
However, Alanna realized, she was truly a good-hearted person. Aerith had taken her in when Alanna was on the brink of complete exhaustion. They'd only just met, so perhaps there was more to this girl than met the eye. Besides, Alanna had become rather bitter since being forced away from Cloud when she had just realized her feelings for him were returned.
"Are there more worlds out there than the ones you and I have seen?" The fighter asked, shaking her mind away from her analysis of this woman.
Aerith contemplated for a moment, looking a bit taken aback at the topic. "Well. . .sure, I guess. My old friend had mentioned something like that before we'd become separated. He didn't mention what they were called, but I'm sure they're out there."
"But. . .how could someone get to them? All of them?"
Aerith grinned. "Leaving so soon, are you?"
Alanna laughed, warming to this new blunt side of Aerith. "No, I just. . .have to find someone. I was separated from him. . .and now I'm not as happy as I used to be."
"Ahhh, I see. And what was the lucky guy's name, then?" Aerith sat down on the chair opposite her, eyes bright with interest. The blonde shifted, unsure if she should share his name or not. The Cetra, as she had classified herself, was still unknown to Alanna, and the heartless were pulling more into their cold controlling grasp each day.
"It isn't important. I just. . .I miss him. . ." She chuckled. "Before I met him, people use to call me cold hearted. I never thought I could depend on someone as much as I depend on him." Her voice had gotten rather dreamy, murmuring more to herself than to the attentive girl across from her.
"I see. . .I can relate, then. . ." Alanna laughed, brought out of her daydream by the mere thought of Aerith being cold to anyone. The flower merchant ducked her head, smiling. "But I was never exactly cold hearted. I fell in love with a guy at the worst timing imaginable. Figures." She shrugged. "Then. . .well, I had a. . .near-death experience, I suppose, and now I don't know if he's even alive or not."
Alanna started, alarmed. She'd never considered the idea that she could have survived while Cloud had not. Aerith noticed. "But, of course, he's probably alive, just like whoever you were talking about. Don't worry." She paused. "But for your traveling idea. . .I think the only way you can do that is by using gummi pieces - or meeting someone with the power to transport you to another place."
Alanna shook her head, letting her glorious golden hair spill over her shoulders in exasperation. "Too much for me to think about - this soon after getting my head bashed in by a bunch of shadows for twenty hours straight." She murmured with a wry grin. "I think I need some more rest." Aerith nodded.
"Sleep well, Alanna."
But Alanna didn't sleep.
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Hm, what? Yes, it did say Lulu in that chapter. And Sephiroth. *Sigh* I suppose I'll have to explain, since it will come up later.
Adamina was Alanna's home planet. As for the FF people, uh. . . I decided to sort of break away from the whole Hollow Bastion deal and just say they're all from the planets depicted in their separate games (Cloud, Aeris, Vincent, and Tifa from 7, Squall/Leon, Rinoa, Zell, and Irvine from 8, etc etc). Hey, maybe later they'll all realize they WERE at H.B. at one point, who knows?
This story, obviously, takes place after all the separate game adventures. All were living on their respected planets, bored, until one day all woke up in Adamina, totally clueless. Muahaha.
Stuff happens, and eventually Adamina got concealed in darkness like Sora's island, and they were all scattered to other planets.
REALLY hope that cleared stuff up. I think I might just have to post up the prelude.gah, too lazy now. You all wait, then I will (
Until next time.
Chapter two, here and fabulous *cough*. About time for my main girl to give you guys a feel for her - she seems a bit more.uh.bitter right now, but I assure you, I'd be the same way in her situation.
Disclaimer again: I own nothing of Squaresoft, Disney, and FF. I mean, come on, I'd have a MUCH nicer computer if that were possible!
*blah* = thoughts of 'blah'. :.: = flashback Rant and rave if you wish, but flames, as always, are ignored. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------
Lost in Fate
She was completely alone now. The other woman she had met a few nights ago had at last stopped questioning her and left the room. *Thank God. . .* She thought, rubbing tired eyes with seemingly delicate hands. *I don't know if I could handle company right now.*
She glanced at her reflection in a passing mirror and snorted in laughter. Alanna Heavenbane was truly a beauty. Silver-blue eyes set under a dreamer's long lashes and level brows were her most charming feature. Lightly tanned skin was offset by shimmering, golden-blonde hair, and contrasted to full, naturally dark pink lips. She acknowledged that some immediately saw beauty, but also knew that most of the time those people never got past them. Her laughter was directed to the healing weal that ran from the corner of her right eye to her temple.
*What a weird dream. . .* Alanna turned her thoughts away from her wound and looked at her hands. The pendant she had found last night was no longer in them, but she didn't care. She had known it was useful, maybe necessary for someone's survival, and had wished that she'd been able to give it to someone else. Someone she wanted to know was alive and would stay that way until she found him.
Cloud. . .They had met only three months ago, but it felt like they had known each other for an eternity.
:.: She had found him in the woods near her home, near death, next to a passed-out form on the ground.
He was amazing. He had lightly tanned skin, similar to Alanna's own complexion in its dedication of time spent outside. Blonde hair, lighter than her own shade, stood spiked at different directions, yet looking perfect on him. He had the body of a fighter, with muscled arms that looked able to bear weapons and fight as well as hold someone lovingly in their gently protective hold.But his eyes were what truly captivated her. A mixture of blue and green seemed to glow from irises set in eyes that had seen much in his twenty-two years of life.
Cloud Strife.
"How bad is it?" Cloud had looked shocked at her appearance, even while gripping the gaping wound in his abdomen. Those were the first words she spoke to him, after driving away the strangely powerful, silver-haired man she would later know was called Sephiroth.
". . .Bad. . ." His first word to her had emerged with a gasp of pain. She wanted to run to him, this stranger, to fall at his side and comfort him through his pain, but the cold, fighter inside of her was still covering herself, aware of the work she still had to do that night.
Alanna lived a double life, but both sides would never forget this night. . . :.:
She had given him her potion, stayed to make sure that man wouldn't return to finish him off, and then left his side. Never again would she be the same.
Alanna hefted herself up, groaning at still-stiff muscles. Since her rather abrupt arrival, she had woken in a foreign place and had to fight the same creatures that had taken her life from her for a day straight. Until the girl in pink had wandered along and summoned a creature of some sort, the fighter wasn't sure she was going to live to see more than the well of this new world.
It obviously wasn't Adamina, her former world, where everything was generally peaceful and she had been in charge of keeping the monsters at bay in the dead of night. Here, in this Traverse Town, these monsters struck whenever they pleased. There would be a lot more work for whoever was to care for the people of this place.
Alanna glanced at the door. Thank God she had her own intentions and couldn't be held responsible for whatever happened here.
. . .She had to find him. Find Cloud, the man who had made her see clearly for the first time in her life.
She had to find him, although she didn't know how.
.-*~*-.
"Aerith? Are you there?" She called to the door, waiting for the girl in pink to emerge - as she did, smiling as usual. Aerith had very pretty features. She was porcelain-white, slim to the point of being skinny, with intense forest-green eyes and a lot of complicated, sleek, and heavy brown hair. Her complex hairstyle came no where near Alanna's memory of the dark, mysterious Lulu she had met in Adamina, so the blonde brushed it off as normal.
For a girl so powerful with magic, Alanna recalled with a mental smirk, Aerith had a much too optimistic personality for Alanna to like her immediately, as she did with most people. Aerith was obliviously happy with her life. Someone who had only chosen to see the light side of the world, someone who wished to remain ignorant and happy as opposed to informed and troubled.
However, Alanna realized, she was truly a good-hearted person. Aerith had taken her in when Alanna was on the brink of complete exhaustion. They'd only just met, so perhaps there was more to this girl than met the eye. Besides, Alanna had become rather bitter since being forced away from Cloud when she had just realized her feelings for him were returned.
"Are there more worlds out there than the ones you and I have seen?" The fighter asked, shaking her mind away from her analysis of this woman.
Aerith contemplated for a moment, looking a bit taken aback at the topic. "Well. . .sure, I guess. My old friend had mentioned something like that before we'd become separated. He didn't mention what they were called, but I'm sure they're out there."
"But. . .how could someone get to them? All of them?"
Aerith grinned. "Leaving so soon, are you?"
Alanna laughed, warming to this new blunt side of Aerith. "No, I just. . .have to find someone. I was separated from him. . .and now I'm not as happy as I used to be."
"Ahhh, I see. And what was the lucky guy's name, then?" Aerith sat down on the chair opposite her, eyes bright with interest. The blonde shifted, unsure if she should share his name or not. The Cetra, as she had classified herself, was still unknown to Alanna, and the heartless were pulling more into their cold controlling grasp each day.
"It isn't important. I just. . .I miss him. . ." She chuckled. "Before I met him, people use to call me cold hearted. I never thought I could depend on someone as much as I depend on him." Her voice had gotten rather dreamy, murmuring more to herself than to the attentive girl across from her.
"I see. . .I can relate, then. . ." Alanna laughed, brought out of her daydream by the mere thought of Aerith being cold to anyone. The flower merchant ducked her head, smiling. "But I was never exactly cold hearted. I fell in love with a guy at the worst timing imaginable. Figures." She shrugged. "Then. . .well, I had a. . .near-death experience, I suppose, and now I don't know if he's even alive or not."
Alanna started, alarmed. She'd never considered the idea that she could have survived while Cloud had not. Aerith noticed. "But, of course, he's probably alive, just like whoever you were talking about. Don't worry." She paused. "But for your traveling idea. . .I think the only way you can do that is by using gummi pieces - or meeting someone with the power to transport you to another place."
Alanna shook her head, letting her glorious golden hair spill over her shoulders in exasperation. "Too much for me to think about - this soon after getting my head bashed in by a bunch of shadows for twenty hours straight." She murmured with a wry grin. "I think I need some more rest." Aerith nodded.
"Sleep well, Alanna."
But Alanna didn't sleep.
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Hm, what? Yes, it did say Lulu in that chapter. And Sephiroth. *Sigh* I suppose I'll have to explain, since it will come up later.
Adamina was Alanna's home planet. As for the FF people, uh. . . I decided to sort of break away from the whole Hollow Bastion deal and just say they're all from the planets depicted in their separate games (Cloud, Aeris, Vincent, and Tifa from 7, Squall/Leon, Rinoa, Zell, and Irvine from 8, etc etc). Hey, maybe later they'll all realize they WERE at H.B. at one point, who knows?
This story, obviously, takes place after all the separate game adventures. All were living on their respected planets, bored, until one day all woke up in Adamina, totally clueless. Muahaha.
Stuff happens, and eventually Adamina got concealed in darkness like Sora's island, and they were all scattered to other planets.
REALLY hope that cleared stuff up. I think I might just have to post up the prelude.gah, too lazy now. You all wait, then I will (
Until next time.