A/N: Hello again welcome to the second chapter of FF: DARK DUSK.
Disclaimer: I don't own FF...or DO I o.O...nah I'm joking, but it'd be cool if I did.
Chapter II
"Nng..." Daimon moaned as he sat up opening his eyes. He looked up to not see the library, but to see a cloudless blue sky. He looked below him to see green grass blowing in the wind. To his right lay Solrain, knocked out from the light, strangely. "Solrain! Wake up!" Daimon shouted as he shook his friend.
Solrain yawned and sat up rubbing the back of his head. "Hey..." he whispered. He looked around at his surroundings confused. "Wh...where are we?"
Daimon shrugged and looked around as well to see they were in the middle of a field covered in tall grass. "I'm not worried about that, I'm worried about how we got here...and...wait..." Daimon spun around looking in all directions. "Where is Talia?"
Solrain looked around. "You're right...do you think she's ok?" he asked Daimon.
"I hope so." Replied Daimon. "It would be best to look for her...who knows where we are..."
Solrain nodded and the two stood up walking though the field. A faint warm breeze fell to their faces like ripples on a pond. The two walked for what seemed like days. Both were silent- for they had no idea what to say in the situation. Occasionally the two would stop for rests on the ground. They began to wonder if they would ever find Talia. As he began to think of all that happened, Daimon realized something that was missing. "Hey...where is my book?"
"What book?"
"The one...I found in the library...the one that was blank..."
"That one? I have no clue...you sure you didn't drop it when we got here?" asked Solrain. Daimon thought, then nodded.
"Do you think it could have caused this?" asked Daimon.
"Why would a BOOK cause us to find ourselves in a place that is unknown?" asked Solrain.
"Well, what other things could have happened?" asked Daimon. "I mean, it happened after I wrote something from my dream."
"You wrote something?" asked Solrain stopping.
"Yeah...I wanted to remember my dream."
"What did you write?"
"I wrote the words 'Dark Dusk'."
"So you wrote words from your wet dream?"
"My DREAM! Not wet dream! DREAM!"
"Whatever...I still don't believe that book could have anything to do with it."
"What about my dream?"
"...I dunno..."
"Oh!" said Daimon. "So you are gonna tell me my dream could've done it when my book could not? No offence but...what is the freaking difference?!"
"Easy there..." said Solrain. "All I'm saying is...maybe the dream was a warning of this."
Daimon sighed. "I dunno..."
With a yelp, Daimon tipped into the tall grass. 'Why do I hafta be the one to trip?' he thought to himself.
The thing in which he tripped over sat up immediately. It was a beautiful girl looking around the age of 15 with long waist length brown hair, and beautiful green eyes. She wore a familiar looking dress.
"Excuse me." Said Solrain. "We're looking for a girl. She has these weird looking glasses and a bun in her hair and sort of looks like a teacher. And she has a dress similar to yours." Daimon rolled his eyes.
The girl sighed. "I AM that girl."
"Nahhhh! You can't be! You don't even know her name!" exclaimed Solrain.
The girl sighed once more. "Talia. Yeah it's me. My hair elastic is missing and so are my glasses."
"How can you see?" asked Daimon.
"I only need them to read..."
"Well...er...um...Talia...hub-b-b-b-ba........." sputtered Solrain.
"What?" asked Talia.
"Talia? When we walk home from school can I carry your books?" asked Daimon.
"Sure Daimon, but why say so?" she asked.
"I SAW HER FIRST!" hollered Solrain.
"YOU SAW NOTHING!" yelled Daimon.
"SHE'S MINE!"
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
"SHUT UP!" yelled Talia. At this, everyone looked her in the eyes. "How did we even GET here in the FIRST place?" Solrain and Daimon looked at each other, then back at Talia, and shrugged. "Well I don't know about you two, but being in a library one minute and then in a field the next is NOT my idea of normal."
"Talia is right..." said Daimon. "How could we have been in a completely different area and then suddenly get...here!"
"Maybe it's a dream..." wondered Solrain. Talia then pinched him. "OW!"
"Not a dream." Talia explained.
"That hurt...but it's all right 'cause YOU punched me." Winked Solrain.
"Erm..."
"Guys!" yelled Daimon. "Shouldn't we try to find someone or something that can help us figure out WHERE WE ARE!?"
Both nodded. "Right."
"Now..." started Daimon. "Which way?"
"I say that way." Said talia pointing to the east. Daimon and Solrain both went up to her.
"Anything for you..." they said. Talia began to blush a color probably never seen before.
After hours of walking, they found themselves in a lush forest. They hadn't stopped at all to look at the beauty, for they were to concentrated on finding someone or a place to tell them where they were.
But soon they found something unimaginable...
"Oh my god..." exclaimed Talia at the site.
"Woah..." Solrain muttered.
"What...is this?" Daimon asked them.
They stood in front what looked like a village of treehouses. Many people, just like them walked around chattering amongst themselves.
But the real question was if these people could tell the three where they were.
TBC
A/N: There...second chapter . ok so like I said if you don't understand a certain part of a certain chapter ask me it in a review, I don't mind answering in my next authors note. Have a nice day! : )
Disclaimer: I don't own FF...or DO I o.O...nah I'm joking, but it'd be cool if I did.
Chapter II
"Nng..." Daimon moaned as he sat up opening his eyes. He looked up to not see the library, but to see a cloudless blue sky. He looked below him to see green grass blowing in the wind. To his right lay Solrain, knocked out from the light, strangely. "Solrain! Wake up!" Daimon shouted as he shook his friend.
Solrain yawned and sat up rubbing the back of his head. "Hey..." he whispered. He looked around at his surroundings confused. "Wh...where are we?"
Daimon shrugged and looked around as well to see they were in the middle of a field covered in tall grass. "I'm not worried about that, I'm worried about how we got here...and...wait..." Daimon spun around looking in all directions. "Where is Talia?"
Solrain looked around. "You're right...do you think she's ok?" he asked Daimon.
"I hope so." Replied Daimon. "It would be best to look for her...who knows where we are..."
Solrain nodded and the two stood up walking though the field. A faint warm breeze fell to their faces like ripples on a pond. The two walked for what seemed like days. Both were silent- for they had no idea what to say in the situation. Occasionally the two would stop for rests on the ground. They began to wonder if they would ever find Talia. As he began to think of all that happened, Daimon realized something that was missing. "Hey...where is my book?"
"What book?"
"The one...I found in the library...the one that was blank..."
"That one? I have no clue...you sure you didn't drop it when we got here?" asked Solrain. Daimon thought, then nodded.
"Do you think it could have caused this?" asked Daimon.
"Why would a BOOK cause us to find ourselves in a place that is unknown?" asked Solrain.
"Well, what other things could have happened?" asked Daimon. "I mean, it happened after I wrote something from my dream."
"You wrote something?" asked Solrain stopping.
"Yeah...I wanted to remember my dream."
"What did you write?"
"I wrote the words 'Dark Dusk'."
"So you wrote words from your wet dream?"
"My DREAM! Not wet dream! DREAM!"
"Whatever...I still don't believe that book could have anything to do with it."
"What about my dream?"
"...I dunno..."
"Oh!" said Daimon. "So you are gonna tell me my dream could've done it when my book could not? No offence but...what is the freaking difference?!"
"Easy there..." said Solrain. "All I'm saying is...maybe the dream was a warning of this."
Daimon sighed. "I dunno..."
With a yelp, Daimon tipped into the tall grass. 'Why do I hafta be the one to trip?' he thought to himself.
The thing in which he tripped over sat up immediately. It was a beautiful girl looking around the age of 15 with long waist length brown hair, and beautiful green eyes. She wore a familiar looking dress.
"Excuse me." Said Solrain. "We're looking for a girl. She has these weird looking glasses and a bun in her hair and sort of looks like a teacher. And she has a dress similar to yours." Daimon rolled his eyes.
The girl sighed. "I AM that girl."
"Nahhhh! You can't be! You don't even know her name!" exclaimed Solrain.
The girl sighed once more. "Talia. Yeah it's me. My hair elastic is missing and so are my glasses."
"How can you see?" asked Daimon.
"I only need them to read..."
"Well...er...um...Talia...hub-b-b-b-ba........." sputtered Solrain.
"What?" asked Talia.
"Talia? When we walk home from school can I carry your books?" asked Daimon.
"Sure Daimon, but why say so?" she asked.
"I SAW HER FIRST!" hollered Solrain.
"YOU SAW NOTHING!" yelled Daimon.
"SHE'S MINE!"
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
"SHUT UP!" yelled Talia. At this, everyone looked her in the eyes. "How did we even GET here in the FIRST place?" Solrain and Daimon looked at each other, then back at Talia, and shrugged. "Well I don't know about you two, but being in a library one minute and then in a field the next is NOT my idea of normal."
"Talia is right..." said Daimon. "How could we have been in a completely different area and then suddenly get...here!"
"Maybe it's a dream..." wondered Solrain. Talia then pinched him. "OW!"
"Not a dream." Talia explained.
"That hurt...but it's all right 'cause YOU punched me." Winked Solrain.
"Erm..."
"Guys!" yelled Daimon. "Shouldn't we try to find someone or something that can help us figure out WHERE WE ARE!?"
Both nodded. "Right."
"Now..." started Daimon. "Which way?"
"I say that way." Said talia pointing to the east. Daimon and Solrain both went up to her.
"Anything for you..." they said. Talia began to blush a color probably never seen before.
After hours of walking, they found themselves in a lush forest. They hadn't stopped at all to look at the beauty, for they were to concentrated on finding someone or a place to tell them where they were.
But soon they found something unimaginable...
"Oh my god..." exclaimed Talia at the site.
"Woah..." Solrain muttered.
"What...is this?" Daimon asked them.
They stood in front what looked like a village of treehouses. Many people, just like them walked around chattering amongst themselves.
But the real question was if these people could tell the three where they were.
TBC
A/N: There...second chapter . ok so like I said if you don't understand a certain part of a certain chapter ask me it in a review, I don't mind answering in my next authors note. Have a nice day! : )