Weavers of Fate: Rena and Dias
Disclaimer: I do not own the Star Ocean 2 characters. Wish I did though. Don't sue me. I am just a fan. . I do own all other characters not affiliated with Star Ocean though.
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"..." = talking
'...' = thinking
'...' = flashback or dream
Chapter 10
Rena and Dias were sitting in the kitchen with Rena's mother, Westa. She was making chicken skewers and they were trying to sneak a few away while she wasn't looking. They weren't very successful just yet. All of a sudden, Cecille came running into the house hiding something behind her back.
"Hey Momma Westa!" She said, as she came into the kitchen with a grin on her face. "Guess what I found today."
Westa smiled at Dias' little sister. After she cleaned her hands, she knelt down so she could see what the little girl was talking about. Of course with her back turned, Dias swiped a couple chicken skewers and handed them to Rena behind his back.
While that was happening, Cecille brought out a small bouquet of strange, yet beautiful, flowers. They were yellow with swirls of dark blue in each petal. The inside of the flower had purple pollen and an unplaceable sweet scent.
Westa's eyes widened slightly as she took the flowers from Cecille and looked them over.
"I've never seen flowers like these before. They're beautiful. Rena, come look at these." Westa turned toward Rena. Rena was busy patting Dias on the back, telling him she told him not to eat so fast and that she said he would choke. Dias had muttered a reply and the Nedian just laughed at him. At hearing her mother call her, Rena turned toward the women while still laughing at Dias.
The young Nedian's face turned from laughter to pure horror as soon as she saw the flowers.
Rena cast a frantic look at Dias, who was just recovering from his choking fit. When he looked back at her, she gave him an apologetic look and kicked him in his shin. HARD.
"RENA!" Westa yelled in shock. "Why did...."
"Where did those flowers come from?" Rena yelled while she jumped on Dias' back and covered his nose. Much to his confusion.
"Why does..."
"WHERE?!" Rena yelled frantically. "We have to get those out of here before he gets the scent of them!"
"T..The forest behind the village." Cecille said quietly. She was hiding behind Westa's apron at seeing her friend acting the way she was.
'Those flowers aren't supposed to be here.' Rena thought to herself. 'Not on this planet.'
She frowned at her last thought. 'Planet? Where'd that come from? I...'
Her thoughts were interrupted by Dias standing up and making her let go of him by tickling her ribs.
She let out a surprised yelp and let go. She braced herself for impact with the floor as she started to fall backwards, but she was stopped just a few inches above it. She opened one eye and saw that Dias had grabbed both of her wrist. She also noticed that he was a looking a bit annoyed.
"What are you doing?" He asked as he lifted her up so she could stand. "And why did you... you..."
Dias stopped talking and sniffed. Much to Rena's dismay, she heard a low feral growl come from deep in his throat. She was hoping he wouldn't notice the scent of the flowers. Of course she had also hoped that her mother and her friend Cecille would have ran out the house, and took those damned flowers with them. Since that didn't happen...
'Oh no.' She thought as she desperately tried to figure out a plan and prevent what was about to happen. She threw a quick glance at the flowers her mother held. 'Maybe if I...I hope this works.'
Rena grabbed a hold of Dias' arm and threw him toward the wall. She then pivoted and ran toward her mother, grabbed the flowers, then sprinted out the front door.
During the time she did all that, Dias had twisted gracefully in mid air and landed on his hands and feet. When he looked up, Westa gasped in shock, while Cecille's eyes went wide. He paid them no mind and darted after Rena on all fours.
Westa ran toward the door after them yelling for her daughter. "RENA!! RENA!!"
Rena slowly awoke from her fitful dream.
'Who's calling me? Who's there?' Rena thought.
"...Dias?" She murmured as she raised her arm to shield her eyes from the sun.
"..Ah... No." said the voice. "It's me, Claude." He offered her his hand to help her up off the ground.
"Well...um..." Rena gave him an apologetic look as he helped her up.
The blond swordsman shrugged. "It's okay. It's understandable since you were with him these last few years."
When Rena didn't reply to that statement, he looked away and rubbed the back of his neck.
"So... are you okay?" He asked changing the subject. "You looked like you were having a bad dream."
"Huh? Oh that. I'm fine." Rena tapped her chin with her index finger. "It was more like a memory then a dream. Something I should be remembering. Still kind of fuzzy though. But I get a sense of deja vu from it."
"Deja vu?" Claude thought about what she said. "Could be something that happened long ago when you were younger, that you had put out of your mind. Or something that happened, or this place, wherever we are, triggered that memory into resurfacing."
"Yeah." Rena looked around, and noticed she was in a huge flower field in the middle of what looked like a forest. She started walking toward the trees and called back to Claude. "I think I know where we are. Follow me."
'I don't think we are even on Expel anymore.' Claude thought as he ran to catch up with her. 'I am getting a deja vu sense myself.'
Unbeknownst to them, they were being watched by a pair of glowing red eyes.
Author Notes:
Sorry it took so long, I didn't realize how long it's been. Plus it took me awhile to get the beginning straight. The next chapter should be longer. I start college next month as a full time student, so I will update as much as I can. I move into my new apartment in Orlando, FL in about a week or so. Sorry about any spelling mistakes and such, I don't have Microsoft Word on this computer.
Oh yeah... The first person who can guess where they are and email it to me at this address :
callistowof ( at ) aol ( dot ) com will get the picture drawn by me that is the inspiration for the next chapter.
Later,
Reese