Where was I? I looked down and could see nothing, just the plain floor and my gray boots. But I looked at my hands. They were very pale and white, almost like the ghost woman's skin. I looked around, scared stiff. Everything was normal, but why the hell was I so pale.
'Lets just go find Vinny. He'll know whats going on...Wait a second...Why am I not hurt? That was one huge fall!'
I ignored my questions and sighed deeply, the air not very stale. It smelled like strong chemicals. Oookay. Werid. I opened the door that led to Vincent. I stopped dead in her tracks, my legs as weak as jello. A man lay on the floor, surrounded in a pool of crimson blood. Everything seemed surreal. The man gasped with pain and clutched his stomach, a man stood above him, gun in hand. The man had a pale, greasy face and his eyes were hidden behind glasses. He had inky black hair and looked crazed. He wore a dirty looking white labcoat and he had a curved back, which made him lean forword.
"Who the hell are you, pal?" I shouted, completely disgusted and afraid, raising a fist. Wait, bad idea. I lowered my fist, I was suprised I had enough strength to even hold it up, noting the gun in the mans hand. I wanted to faint and I wanted this stupid moment to be long gone and over with! Inoted the gun in the mans hand. But he didnt respond, nor even acknowledge that she was even in the room.
"Hello? Mister?" Okay. I was being respectful to this crazy lunatic. Hello, the man had a gun and had just shot this guy! I heard a scream comming from the library door, the man was blocking my view. The man turned around and didnt say a word.
"Professor! Vincent!" The woman screamed. The voice was smooth and melodic, it would be a perfect singing voice. But at this moment, it was distressed and horrified. A woman came into sight, her face pale. Her chocolate-Carmel hair was tied into a high ponytail and she wore glowing purple earings. She wore black, sensible shoes and pure white labcoat. Was she a researcher of Shinra? Wait, These guys were long-gone, I mean, the Mansion had been abandoned for a long time. And...She said Vincent's name. Was this...A Dream?
The woman bent down near the man, he had chin length jet black hair and his eyes were closed. His breathing was short and steady and his was deadly pale. Blood dripped from his hair, from being surrounded in his own blood. The woman looked at the wound in the man's stomach and screamed again. Pure horror. I wanted to scream too. But, my throat was locked and if I even wanted to utter a word, I was going to burst into tears.
"Why? How...How could you do this?" She screamed, holding the man's body to her, "We have to help him! He's going to die!" She screamed at him, putting the man's arm around her shoulder and trying to help him up.
The crazed looking man slapped her, the sound echoing across the room.
"P-professor..." She said, her voice emotionless.
Professor? Hojo? The man did resemble the creepy looking man the gang and I had fought at Midgar. He was dead thou. 'C'mon! Wake up! This is a creepy dream, god, please! Why Can't I Wake up!'
The pair pulled the man up the stairs, blood covering them as they slowly trudged up the stairs. I followed, completely scared and completely clueless as to what was going on. It was Vincent. Vinny. It was him and This was Hojo. Was the woman...Lucrecia? I shook my head, my whole body numb and trembling. They slowly carried him from the hallway and into a lab room. I shook with fear, noting that everything wasnt covered with dust. My eyes scanned the ceiling. No bats.
They pulled Vincent onto the lab table, the Professor, ripping open his blue coat and lifting up his once white undershirt, which was now stained with thick, dark blood. I could see the bulletwound, but everything was stained with crimson. Lucrecia's eyes scanned Vincent's wounds and she burst into tears. She looked devastated, as if this was her whole fault.
"Stop your crying!" The Professor screamed at her recklessly, pulling out papers from a manilla folder, with a bright red label on the front. "Confidental" it read. The man giggled with a crazed glee and Lucrecia continued to sob.
I walked towards the lab table, my eyes wide and my whole body trembling.
"Yuffie?"
Lucrecia, The Professor, and Vincent Disapeared into a world of black. I felt cold and I couldnt move. I felt pretty stiff and uncomfortable. I slowly opened my eyes and was blinded by white. God, stupid people! Close the damn blinds! Who has everything white in a room, anyways? I carefully opened my eyes again and realized I was laying down. I tried to pull myself up, but I couldnt. I looked down. My arms were brusied and I was hooked up to an IV.
"You're awake...Thank god," A Melodic voice said. I turned and smiled. Tifa.
"Why...The hell am I here?" I questioned as Tifa came towards me and she looked about ready to cry. I Looked at the blankets covering me up from the chest. I haphazardly pulled it down, and almost screamed. A white, scruffy looking cast covered my chest and torso area.
"What...Teef...Wha-"
"You fell from the tower in the Shinra Mansion," Tifa said, wiping her wet eyes and sitting in a uncomfortable looking chair. I wanted to slap her and tell her to get her ass out of here, but I controlled my anger. Why was I stupid? Why did I fall? I'm going to be trapped in this stupid cast forever! My travels! My Adventure! My life!
"You screamed and Vincent heard you. Your lucky. You could have died. You were knocked out for almost a week now. You fractured your spine-"
"What? No! This...This cant be happening!" I screamed.
"Yuffie. Please, your okay. Your not paralyzed." Tifa said in a sweet, but wobbly voice. She continued to smile until her eyes turned glassy. "Oh god, I got to pull myself together," she said, smiling as a fresh wave of tears of joy hit her. I didnt even know Tifa cared about me that much. She probally just thought I was some annoying pest. She was dressed in pair of jean shorts and a black tank top. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and her face was wuite pale, as if she hadnt gotten a full nights sleep in a while.
I let the words sink through me. My spine is fractured. I'm not paralyzed. My life is not officially over. Vincent saved me. I rubbed my face, it was horribly sore. I probally hit it on the ground or something when I fell, knowing stupid ol' me. I looked up as someone entered the room. A doctor, with a fresh white smile and similar white labcoat. He seemed nice enough. Since my bad, pissed off, angsty mood had passed over a matter of seconds, I was grateful to see another happy smiling face.
"So, Miss. Kisagari, How are you feeling?" He asked, his voice smooth and manly.
"Pretty damn good, Dr...Pierce," I said, quickly reading his name tag and smiling brightly. Hey, who cares if my spine is fractured? It'll be fine in no time and then ill be good! My life is kind of great right now! Yay! Party!
"Thats very good, I'm glad to hear you are such high spirits. We've taken x-rays of your spine and it seems that the fractured vertabrea in your spine have fused with the healthy part."
"Well, thats good. So, how do we get rid of that?"
"By a simple operation, of course. We'll just seperate them. Now, after this operation, you will have to wear a back brace to help with the healing of the spine of course. But, you wont be fully functional until a years time at least."
A years time?...No...No...No! My life! No! Gawd! Just when your happy, some asshole has to ruin it!
"Dammit...So I just sit around like a couch potato and wait for everything to heal?" I said, clearly pissed off. I wanted to punch this overly-happy man, with his goofy smile and werid black-ish gray hair.
"Well, in your terms, yes. The body needs alot of time to heal and it could cause permenant damage if you dont rest. You could become paralyzed, of course."
"great...Okay, whens my stupid operation?" I said, now pretty tired.
"In 2 days." The doctor said, looking at a clipboard in his hand. I nodded, a bit sad that I couldn't just leave this place. I wanted my adventure. How could I have been stupid enough to fall? Clumsy me. But...The Ghost Woman. That was the reason I fell. 'People will think your crazy, so just say you fell. Its not a big deal...I guess' I thought as the doctor left me to rest.
"Everyone is outside," Tifa said, filling a green glass vase with water from the sink in my room. The room i had was pretty big and I was glad that I didnt have to share with anyone. There was a nice view of the scenery. I could see a run-down rocket in the distance as the sun slowly fell.
"We're in Rocket Town?" I asked, as Tifa put a beautiful bouquet of Yellow and White roses in the vase, and set them on my side table. She nodded.
There were 2 ugly teal chairs in the room and a small radio on my bedside table, but no TV. I sighed, my clothes were neatly folded in the small closet in the room and my Conformer was also there. I wanted to leave and smell the fresh air, but I was going to be cooped up in this stupid hospital for another 2 days. Then probally more so My spine could heal from the operation.
"Do you want to say hi to everyone else?" Tifa asked, turning away from the window, the sun was a glowing purplish-red fireball as it slowly eased and set. I nodded. I was actually excited to see everyone. Now they could tell me how much they love me and how they couldnt live without me. I laughed inwardly.
Tifa went outside and came back, a group of people following her. I seen Cid, Cloud, Red, Barrett, and Vincent come into the room. My heart raced and right now I wish I could run away from them. I really didnt want to face them.
"How are you doing, Yuffie?" Cloud asked. Cid was looking upset, and I could have laughed as I read the no-smoking sign above the door.
"I'm okay," I replied, feeling oddly shy. I was never shy.
"Thats good, 'cause you better be okay 'fer the weddin'!" Cid said, putting a ciggerette to his lips.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine," I mumbled. I looked towards the window and sighed deeply. I wanted to throw up.
"We were pretty worried about you, ya know," Barrett said, ruffling her hair. She smiled, and said, "I'm fine, really."
"Well, we'd better let her get some rest." Tifa said, as everyone waved goodbye, "We'll have someone come by to check on you later, okay?"
I nodded as they left. I was pretty happy to be alone, to collect my thoughts. I really wanted to go sit by the window, but I couldnt move, the cast was in my way. I huffily hit my head against my pillow and closed my eyes. Hojo...Lucrecia...Vincent. I was confused. Why was I having these dreams? I didnt know really anything about Lucrecia or Hojo, or whatever went on between them. I didn't want to fall and fracture my spine!
I heard someone in the room. I opened my right eye and seen Vincent standing before my bed. He didnt look any diffrent from the last time i seen him. His face was pale, his crimson eyes were bright and a tad bit morbid, and he wore the same crimson garments.
"Hey. Whats up?" I said, putting on a smile. I had an itch on my stomach. Oh great...I have to deal with Vinny and I cant even itch my stomach because of this stupid cast. Maybe I was just really nervous to be in the same room with Vincent, alone. I didn't want to be alone with him, I didn't really want to tell him what happened. But I knew I had to, He had to know.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, he seemed very uncomfortable. Vincent wasnt really the one who would talk, I would talk and he would nod, and I would always know that he was listening to me. He was a good listener and I was a good talker.
"Why are you really here? hmmm?" I asked, laughing.
"How did you fall? Did you trip over you feet?" He asked.
I rolled my eyes and giggled. It was werid having him pester me for questions.
"Tell me," He said, being very patient with me.
"You want the truth?...Well, dont think im crazy. But...I seen a ghost. And, after I fell, I dreamt about this woman and this professor. The Professor shot this man, and the woman wanted to save the man. But...then i woke up. It was like going back in time." I said, looking out the window. I didnt want to see the shocked expression on his face, because I think it was like a horrible memory that he didnt want to re-live. I look at him after a few minutes and said, "Is that all you wanted?"
He simply nodded. I smiled and said, "Its good to talk to you again. I...Missed you."