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Oh, umm...I just re-read my first chapter and I noticed all of the typos I made! Yikes! I'll try and make up for it with this grammar and spelling perfect chapter. Yeah right. ^_^

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Yuffie crouched in the fetal position, gripping her legs to her chest and whimpering. The woman, Yvonne, stood before her, laughing heartily. She was once again in the pitch black warp hole; the only thing visible was Yvonne's white skin, and the black, thick mist that encircled her body.

"Now your friends will come to me. Do you know why I want them?"

Yuffie shook her head and squeezed her eyes shut and felt tears spring to life. She felt as if her body were sinking into pudding that just barely held her up. Is this what Yvonne felt like in her mist?

A strange, foreign tongue left Yvonne's mouth as she whispered to the dark fog around her. It seemed to respond, and cleared away from her body.

"Open your eyes, child," she whispered huskily.

"No!"

"I said open them."

Against her will, Yuffie's eyes opened and she saw Yvonne behind the name and the mask. She screamed loudly and passed out.

She whispered to the fog and it willingly came back to her. She held her hand out. The fog formed into the recognizable shape of a kitten. She petted its head and stared down at the weak, shivering girl.

She mumbled something to the fog and it transported her to the Third District.

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Yuffie opened her eyes and glanced around. She blinked. Yes, she could blink, but were her eyes closed?

She rubbed her eyes and stared into the black abyss, and sank back into her pudding blackness, a sob escaping her lips. She was being held in black, all black. For all she knew, she would be held here until she died.

She hummed a hysterical tune to herself and rocked on her heels, her eyes darting around her and behind her. One of her worst fears was to be in complete, utter darkness, her whole self vulnerable to attack.

Several minutes passed. She couldn't keep count. She might have been here for five minutes, or two days.

Were her friends looking for her? She could picture them now...or maybe not. She could still remember the scene from the café when they talked sullenly behind her back.

She lay down. The black floor started to sink under her weight and cushion her body. It started to suck her in. Yuffie sprang up and tried to get to her feet, but she felt herself falling through, emotionally and physically.

She screamed and tried to grip onto something and catch herself. Yuffie started to fall faster until she could hear the wind whipping past her ears. It was so powerful she couldn't move her head and barely keep her eyelids open.

The rate she was falling at started to slow.

Believe in the light within. Only you can help yourself. Feel the power pulsing through your veins and believe. Darkness will engulf only the weak and greedy. Keep your heart shining through and you will be saved.

For some reason, Yuffie felt comforted by a strange force that swept across her. She had little time to analyze it, for there was an opening in the blackness. She fell through it and landed on soft soil. She stared around. One minute she was in blackness, and the next she was in a lovely forest.

Yuffie stood up and breathed in the fresh air. The sun smiled down at her and the sky winked at her with a blue sky.

She laughed and twirled around. When was the last time she had seen sunshine? When she lived in Hollow Bastion...Traverse Town only had nighttime.

She could hear birds chirping in the vast amount of tall oaks, pines, and maples. They flew across the sky like something she had never seen before.

Believe...

She started walking up a hill. It was very steep and made her calf muscles ache, but it felt better than being a useless blob in pitch darkness.

She got to the top faster than she expected. She covered her eyes to shade out the sun and looked in all directions. To the east was a forest, the south had mountains, the west was a field of flowers, and to the north was a cottage that was parallel to a stream.

Yuffie let her hands drop to her sides and she started running to the cottage. Maybe someone could explain to her what had been happening.

She stopped at the door and knocked twice. When no one answered, she pushed open the door and walked inside.

"Hello?!" she called. On the inside, the cottage was two rooms, a kitchen, and then a living space with a couch and a bed. Connected to the kitchen was some sort of bathroom.

"Anyone in here? Please help me!"

No one answered. She sat on the couch and wondered when she would ever get home.

She looked up when she heard the click of dog nails on the hardwood floors. She looked into the kitchen doorway and gasped. Correction. WOLF nails.

The big, white wolf must have come up to her thighs on all fours. The whiteness of his fur made Yuffie stare in wonder. Most white wolves she had seen in pictures were a yellowish off-white, but he was pure, snow white. He had golden eyes that held a strange power, much like Yvonne's.

Yuffie laughed nervously and leaned into the couch. The big wolf came forward, his head held high with dignity. He stopped at her feet and licked her ankles.

She gasped. When he opened her mouth, she expected his huge fangs to bite down into her skin.

Be careful in your actions. She is watching you, right now, in rage. You escaped her first plan, but you have not escaped her all together. Whenever you need me, come here. You are one of my kind and you saved me from a horrible death. Now I am helping you through your weakest time. Remember, I will always be watching.

Yuffie's mind swirled. Did she really hear that? It felt just like when she was falling, only now she could hear the words in her mind. Was it the wolf communicating with her telepathically?

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Oh my gosh, this is soo short, but I can hardly remember where I was going with this story!!!

More up later, if I can find my sheet of paper with the info...

I might delete this story and put it on hold. When I finish my other stories and have more time, I'll probably re-write it and make it better...you know, a better plot and all. Tell me what you think!!!