A/N: Guess who's back haters? And to those of you who don't hate me, Hi! Alright, after 3 chapters of "issues" I return to bring you who are still reading what I think is an improvement in the story. Thanks go to Ozuchi-Kozuchi who edited the grammar and wording stuff, and chrispylid for BETA-ing, his support and constructive criticism.
Disclaimer: None of us own the Final Fantasy franchise…at least I think…
I came back to my senses, mind reeling. So that's why I know Vanille! But… that leaves so much to explain. Where did these wings come from? Where's Fang? What's my focus? Most of all, how did I end up on Cocoon without a clue of who I was. Vanille's forgotten everything as well, which is probably for the best. At least until I know what's going on…
"Serah!" Snow's shout broke me from my musings
"I thought I actually got a break," I muttered, getting up near where Snow lay, hand outstretched in the air.
I slowly took in my surroundings, not being able to recognize a thing. Where were we?
"Is this for real?" Snow breathed, eyes wide.
I thought for a moment before it dawned on me. "Woah…I see it too." It was water. We were standing on a frozen lake.
"This must be Lake Bresha?" Sazh mused.
"Must of frozen during the explosion thing after we destroyed the Fal'ce…" I looked around at the blue crystals, rising up in waves. We must have made one hell of a splash.
"Someone's more talkative now.." Sazh said thumping me on the back. I guess that memory flip brought my personality back.
"We're alive… how?" we looked over to see Vanille on her knees, staring at her hands as if amazed they were still there.
"Luck?" I offered with a shrug.
"It was Serah," Snow declared.
"Or that," I amended.
"No one survives from that fall and lives. Serah saved us!" Snow said, his voice with a slightly desperate edge to it.
"Serah? Listen, it's all your fault she got-!" Lightening began, raising her hand and voice in anger. We froze as a Cie'th walked into view behind her.
"Move!" I shouted, finally moving to help Snow who'd pushed her out of the way.
"Get back," Snow ordered, blocking the attack with his arm. I swear my eyes had to be the size of plates. Snow pulled back to take a swing at the lumbering monster as suddenly a blast of ice came out of his closed fist. The Icy punch obliterated the creature.
"What the?" I exclaimed. I didn't remember that being part of deal…course I don't remember much of the deal.
"You used magic…you used the power of a L'ice! The Fal'cie cursed us! We're L'cie," Hope cried out. He fell to his knees as more monsters showed up.
"Come on kid, we got baddies to fight," I growled pulling him up.
After a long battle of partly controlled attacks with random bursts of Ice and Fire, we all stood in different states. I looked up panting as Snow began to speak "So we really are L'cie." He looked at the mark on his forearm.
"Looks like it," Sazh agreed.
"And you?" Snow asked looking at Vanille.
"Yep, right here," Vanille, said lifting part of her skirt revealing her mark.
"You?" he turned his attention to me.
"I think it's here…" I replied, uneasily, pointing at my right shoulder.
"Let me see," Vanille said, walking over and pulling my jacket and shirt to the right.
"Gah!"
"What?" she asked, taking a step back and looking at me concerned. "Did I hurt you?"
"No, your hands are cold!" I rubbed my shoulder ruefully.
"His mark is there," she confirmed to the others.
"So we're L'cie to the last…"
"Why me?" Hope fell to the ground. "I don't even know you, and you go off attacking that thing," he yelled." Just leave me alone!" He got up, rounding on Snow. "It's your fault. You could have…" he paused at a loss for words. "This is all your and Serah's fault!" He marched up to Snow. I took a step forward. It looked like this wasn't going to end well.
"WATCH IT!" Snow growled pushing back at him.
Hope hit the ground, and scrambled back into Lightning, who glared at him before stepping away. He whimpered in fear.
"Sorry," Snow murmured.
Vanille went to comfort him. I remember her doing that a lot at home.
We all moved silently, in awe of the ice wonderland . After a bit of exploring we finally stopped to think things through.
"Okay, if we don't know our focus, then how do we complete it?" Lightening prompted.
"I think I saw it," Vanille offered.
"Saw what?"
"That's how a focus comes down people. The Fal'cie don't use written instructions; all you gets is a hazy glimpse," Sazh informed us.
Well that explained something. I didn't have a glimpse, so I didn't receive a focus? Or was that memory was my glimpse?
They all saw something. I agreed, feeling slightly uneasy.
"Our focus must to protect Cocoon," Snow argued.
"Really and why is that?" Vanille asked kindly.
"Serah said that," he said, as if that explained everything.
"That doesn't really mean it's our focus," I said gently. He seemed a bit crazy when it came to Serah.
"We'll it's something! Let's do it, we're all in this together," he declared. The rest of us exchanged a look.
"Yeah, I guess your right," I mused. We really didn't have anything else to go on.
"I'm going to look for Serah, she ought to be near by," Snow turned and started to walk off.
"I'll come to!" Vanille loped off after him.
"And I follow," I whispered to myself.
