The Torn Heart

A.N. Before you read this tale, know that prior game knowledge would help in your understanding. But also know that since this is one of my first fan fictions, I might not be very good at it, please simply understand and help a beginner in need of advice and guidance in the review section. Your help would be greatly appreciated. Also, I apologize the Al-Bhed language in here holds no consistence, I got a bit lazy there, sorry XD.

Chapter 1: New Encounter

The clear and cool waters of the tiny lake gently caressed her feet as she sat there, at the edge of the lake, her mind full of thoughts and memories. It's been two years since she had been here last, the memories that this place held was simply too painful to recall...now that he was gone. But the news of Macalania Woods disappearing spurred her to visit this spot once more, perhaps one last time. Fortunately, the woods were little different than her memory of them, the silvery plants still reflected their strange light, the path of mysterious light still shone brightly, and the lake is still cool and clear.

Yuna stared at the lake's glimmering and dancing waters, her mind full of old memories, and her heart heavy with a strange sensation that had resided there since he disappeared that day. She had come to the tiny lake alone, since neither Paine nor Rikku, nor anyone understood her heart, besides, this was her memories, not theirs. This little lake was the very first place he had kissed her, and come shown her what love felt like, something she thought she had given up on when she became a summoner, seemingly ages ago. He was there to fill that dull emptiness in her heart, those silly moments of whistling at an ocean, or being hit by bolts of lightning, and those serious ones of operation Mihen she shared with him, made her feel whole. But now, the dull emptiness returned, she needed him, she need someone who would embrace her and love her and understand her.

A chilly gust of Macalanian wind whirled past her cheeks, enveloping her in a sense of cold loneliness. But out of the corner of her mind, a thought popped out at her; she put her thumb and her forefinger in her mouth, and blew.

Ssshrrr

The shrill whistle that he had taught her to do. He had told her that if she ever needed him; just whistle...nothing happened.

She tried again, the shrill sound flew through the trees and startled the birds that perched there, still there was nothing.

"Where are you?" Yuna whispered to the glittering lake, hopelessly.

She was so alone in the world, her father and mother are both dead, the only man she had loved gone, her friends either didn't or couldn't understand, and her former guardians all had their own lives. Slowly, she felt her eyes welling up, the cool water of the lake seemed to turn cold, and the wind simply blew harder. No one loves me, she thought with a level of profound sorrow. Suddenly and uncontrollably, the tears flowed freely from her eyes. Yuna knew she had to be a strong girl, to set an example for Rikku, but now, she could care less, she simply wanted to cry. Drawing up her knees, she leaned her head against them and wept. She wept until she lost track of time, enfolded in a barrier of tears and sadness.

How many times has she wondered what had become of him? Was he back at Zanarkand? Or was he simply gone? How many times has she dreamt of him? Together again. She had joined the Gullwings to have fun and forget about those haunting memories, but she still couldn't let go. Why? Why can't I be happy? Yuna thought almost pitifully.

Then suddenly and unexpectedly, she felt forceful hands clutch onto both her shoulders, disturbing her thoughts and dragging her up to her unstable knees. Alarmed, Yuna's tear strained eyes snapped open, before her stood three burly but lithe men, two of which were holding her up, all uniformed in a deep black shirt, a black tunic, and black breeches. Their eyes were covered by what appeared to be blindfold, something about them immediately gave Yuna the sense they were well-trained killers, assassins who hid in the dark.

The three nodded towards each other, apparently they could still somehow see through the blindfold, and the grip on Yuna's shoulders immediately tightened to pain.

"Ah," A cry escaped her lips.

"Your name." The man in the middle spoke in an almost bored voice, as if he had done this too often.

Yuna, her senses still locked in the shock of the moment, could do nothing but stare helplessly.

The grip instantly grew unbearable, their fingers digging into her soft flesh, drawing blood.

"Ahhh," Yuna screamed in pain.

"Your name." The man in the middle nonchalantly waved a gloved hand.

The pain cracked through the numb shock, and Yuna answered in confusion and bewilderment, "Yuna."

"Do her." The man in the middle, who was apparently the leader, directed the other two guys. He took a full look at her, sizing her up and sighed, "What a waste, such a nice body." He turned his head, and despite the blindfold, his face was suddenly filled with a look of surprise.

What? Do her? What's going on? Yuna thought, puzzled. Before she could do or say anything, she felt a light prickling of a needle on her arm. Immediately, the grip on her shoulders loosened, her vision begun to haze over, and her mind begun to cloud. She hit the ground hard on her back, knocking her breath away. The last thing she saw before blackness took over was a flash of familiar spiky blond hair flash over her.

A single thought raced through her mind, Tidus?

A.N. Rather I'll write and post chapter two will depend entirely upon what people think of this one. Please tell me in the review (and yes, please review) if you would like me to go on writing.