Copyright: Ok. i dont own ff8, or the characters. I don't own the song either. The song is 'somebody help me' by Full Blown Rose which was written/sung for the theme tune of the programme 'tru calling'. I don't own the lyrics, or that show for that matter. i own very little actually. I have a new library card. thats all.
Note:Okey dokeys here we go. This is going to be a few chapters long, more chapters coming very soon. Tried to go with something a little less fluffy with this, so hope it works out. Ok my thankyous.As usual thanks to anyone who has reviewed any of my work and anyone who is reading this.Thanks to my local library with its very cheap internet for keeping me sane while my pc was messed up. And then of course thank you to two of my fave people. This story is for them. For Hannah for being the best friend i could ask for and for basically putting up with me and also for rocking!han, one day we'll take over that evil school hehe. And ofcourseys to Wayne too for being all sweet and wonderfully random and for sharing the Squinoa forever view with me. no-one has been that nice to me ever. so you rock! Enjoy the story y'all
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Rain was pouring down, the sky a murky grey. A young, raven haired girl stood completely still, the rain dripping down her face. She was surrounded by bodies. Dead bodies, sprawled in various ways across the ground in front of her.
"Don't say that. Stop it!" she cried as if she was speaking to someone. She was. There was a voice speaking directly to her mind
"It's all your fault Rinoa. You're evil. You can't fight it"
"N…No" she stammered the tears and the rain streaking mascara down her face "I …I didn't do this! It wasn't me…"
"look around little child. Do you see anyone else around? It was you and you know that." the voice taunted her
"This isn't real. This can't be real. Why…why would I do this?"
"why? You know why."
"No I couldn't have done this"
"Poor fallen girl. How naïve you are. Look down at your hands if you don't believe me"
"Rinoa looked down at her hands. They were blood stained. Crimson blood that was not her own. Suddenly realising what she had done, she began sorrowfully to scream……
Rinoa woke up screaming her eyes tightly closed. After a few seconds she opened her eyes to see she was in her dorm room in Balamb Garden. She was pale white, and sweat was prickling at her skin. Her heart was beating at a mile a minute, her pulse racing. "Not another dream" she whispered to her self.
I'm being haunted by a whisper
A chill comes over me
I'm being trapped inside this moment
Rinoa got up and went into the bathroom. Splashing cold water on her face, she tried to figure out what these dreams meant. It was the third time she had dreamt of the voice talking to her. Each time she had watched herself be blamed for death and destruction. 'What the hell does all this mean' she thought to herself. 'Maybe it's more than just a dream'. A sickening thought entered Rinoa's mind. Was this her future? Could these be visions linked to her Sorceress powers? Lately Rinoa had felt as if she could feel the magic inside her getting stronger. She had tried to dismiss it as nothing. But these dreams were getting more confusing, and more terrifying each time. She was conflicted as to whether to pay any attention to these dreams, and she was torn as to whether to mention any of this to Squall. She knew he would be worried if he knew. 'It could still be nothing' she thought trying to reassure herself 'there's no reason to make him worry over nothing'. She went back into the room and lay on the bed, trying to wash the images out of her head and get some sleep.
The next morning Squall Leonheart was sitting at his office desk when Rinoa came in.
"Morning" he said looking up "you ok? You look a little tired"
"I'm fine!" she said sharply
"Ok then." Squall said a little taken aback by her tone. Rinoa sat down on a chair in Squalls office and put her head in her hands. "Sorry" she said "I'm just. Well, tired. I couldn't sleep last night"
Squall reached across the desk and took one of Rinoa's hands in his "Is everything ok?" he asked her "you've been acting a little strange the past few days"
Rinoa hadn't realised the dreams had been affecting her to the point where she was acting noticeably different. 'Maybe I should just tell him' she thought 'Maybe it's better if I get it out. Maybe he'll tell me it's nothing to worry about..'
"Well actually…." At that moment she was interrupted by the door to Squalls office opening and someone entering the room. It was a Garden student.
"You wanted to see me or something?" the student asked in what was probably the most unpleasant tone Rinoa had ever heard.
"You know" she said quietly not looking at the student "it's polite to knock. We are kind of having a conversation. Could you just wait outside one minute"
The student rolled his eyes "sure I can..oh wait hold on." he said with an unpleasant chuckle "I just remembered I don't take orders from you"
"I'm sorry?" she asked shocked by the attitude of the student.
"I don't have to do what you tell me. Just because your all snuggled up with the commander doesn't mean you can tell me what to do. You don't have any authority over me. Why should I wait outside…"
"Because you do have to take orders from me" Squall said, clearly annoyed by the guys disrespect of Rinoa "wait outside"
The guy rolled his eyes again and stepped out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
"What an idiot" Rinoa said
"I know. Not shockingly he's here for disciplinary reasons. Isn't my job fun?" Squall said sarcastically. "Anyway, what were you saying ?"
Rinoa hesitated "It's nothing, it can wait."
Rinoa got up and left the office walking past the student outside "Bye witch" he muttered under his breath before heading into the office.
Rinoa was fully aware of the fact that only about half the students of Balamb garden liked her. The other half were less accepting. Some saw her as an outsider. Some saw her as someone to gossip about because she was dating their commander. None of this really bothered Rinoa. But there were those few students who considered her to be only one thing; a sorceress. She was often looked at with fear and disgust, people obviously assuming she was evil. Some students seemed determined not to let her forget she was a sorceress and once an evil sorceress no matter how short of a time that was for. She would get comments in the cafeteria and the quad people whispering about her. Everywhere she went in garden she'd hear at least one person talking about it. Of course no one was stupid enough to do this around Squall, and Rinoa had never mentioned it. Her being a sorceress was a painful subject for both of them, so Rinoa just tried to get by ignoring the comments.
I've seen the face of my affliction,
of my reality,
I'm being haunted by the future,
of things that are yet to be
I'm being haunted by a vision
It's like the morning never comes
I feel this burning, this confusion
That night Rinoa dreamt again, trapped within her own mind. Another nightmare.
Rinoa sat in the corner of the old, crumbling, orphanage building. She was holding her legs close to her and her head was buried in her knees. Once again she was being tormented by the mysterious voice. But she could not make out the words it was saying, and she could only make out her own responses
"I was" Rinoa mumbled, in answer to the voice
Although she could not hear what the voice was saying, she could feel the pain it was causing, as she watched the sad and terrified expression on her face
Rinoa suddenly full of anger at something the voice had said lifted her head "Don't talk about him!" she hissed at the voice. "Why wont you just leave me alone?"
As if she was in the dream herself, Rinoa could sense the tension and pain in that room.
Suddenly, Rinoa clasped her hands over her ears "stop it" she wailed
"Stop it!" Rinoa screamed again, tears consuming her completely " She dropped her head into her hands. "He loved me" she whispered to herself. And she whispered it to herself again and again as she rocked back and forth in the cold, empty orphanage.
I'm not a hero no,
But the weight of the worlds on my soul,
These images burning my eyes
And burning me up inside
Free me, before I slip away
Once again Rinoa woke up screaming, tears streaming down her face. These dreams, or visions, were becoming more and more vivid and more and more intense. Rinoa had at first felt she was watching herself in these dreams, but in that last dream she had felt as if she was living it. She rubbed the tears away from her eyesand tried to think of what to do now. She knew she only had one option, and as much trouble as she had suspected it would cause, she knew she had no choice. She threw on some clothes and made her way to Squalls room. She knocked on the door, but received no response. "Squall?' she called through the door. "Squall you in there?"
She glanced at her watch. 11.57pm. It was highly possible that Squall was still in his office working, were she'd left him at 9pm. She made her way out of the dorms and into the main hall way of Balamb garden. Heading up to Squalls office, she discovered it to be empty. After searching for about half an hour she headed back to her room and decided to tell Squall in the morning. But as she slept that night, she had the most disturbing and vivid dream yet. She saw someone cruelly and violently attacking a young guy, perhaps 17 or 18. She had never seen this guy before. But she saw someone, a blurry shadow, throw a violently flaming fire spell at the boy, who dropped to the floor, scorch marks on his body. Her surroundings were unclear, blurred. The everything went black. For once she did not awake straight away and woke in the morning but she awoke still shaking, terrified and still hearing the echoes of the boys blood curdling screams in her ears. She dressed hurriedly and made her way out of the dorms. She knew that this was too much to keep from Squall. She had to tell him about these dreams. Once again making her way into the hallway she noticed a large crowd of students and instructors gathered around the entrance to the car park. She had no idea what was going on. The faces of the gathered people showed so many different emotions. Some were shocked, some were fascinated, some looked ill and one or two were crying. She pushed her way through the crowd, and spotted Squall kneeling down just inside the car park. She pushed through the crowds until she reached his side. But before she could speak she looked down and saw exactly what all the commotion was about. And when she saw the sight her blood ran completely cold, it was such a sickening sight. But it was it's odd familiarity that haunted her. Slumped against the wall was the body of a young garden student, a still searing scorch mark visible on his chest and the wall behind him….
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Well there was the first chapter. please keep reading. chapter 2 coming soon!
