Hello again.
Here we are again, chapter 3. :D
6 long months after Serah's death another body shows up, just like Serah's body was. But the person had shocking similarities to Lightning. Right down to the first names, real first names. Is it Lightning being targeted instead of Snow?
Or could it be that this murder had nothing to do with them?
I hope to do a one shot soon. Keep a look out. I have a live Journal that has everything about fan fics I do and other exclusive things there. The link is one my page.
Love Midnight.
"Snow.." Dazed and confused, those were the only words to describe me. My voice was small and trailed off, I didn't why he was here standing in front of me. I only zoned into him, not even my name being called out.
"Commander Farron."
I snapped out of my trance and looked at the person calling me. I looked away from Snow, seeing someone waving at me. I walk over to the person, I was pretty sure I heard Snow calling for me. I tried tuning him out but nothing really seemed to work. I walked up to the cadet who looked like he'd just seen a ghost.
"Officer, is everything ok?" I asked, not meaning to sound as robotic. I'm pretty sure that wasn't really on his mind at the moment.
"I think someone is trying to send us a message. Who is this Bhunivelze?" He said pointing towards the field. My eyes flew open.
Burnt into the ground, smoke still rising from the ashes. Other officers and some by standers started gathering by the burning earth. I don't know what caught their attention, maybe the girl with pink hair heading over there. My lips read every word, I didn't know how to take it. It could be a really terrible prank or an actual threat. I looked over at the guards as I saw Snow slowly approach.
Kill her, for the all mighty Bhunivelze.
"I don't need anyone seeing this. Especially the big blonde guy. Block off the area and get as much evidence as needed. After that destroy it." I said, turning around from the sight.
The guards nodded and did just that. Blocking other officers, bystanders and Snow, from the burning letters. I headed over to the fleet vehicle, getting into the car as people try to fight with the guards. Many people have forgotten that name, I made sure of it. He was a dead god now, with no more gods to replace him. We didn't need a god I would have thought. Only a few handful of us remember him, like Snow, Vanielle, Hope, Fang, Serah, Noel, Sazh and I. The one cadet was right, I was being hunted but for now my identity was safe. The car drove off as I noticed from the corner of my eye Snow trying to catch up.
THE NEXT DAY.
It was the day after the body was found. I didn't think this much concealer could cover up the dark circles underneath my eyes. I was wrong on that front. I was up for majority of the night writing a speech for the people. I ordered a press conference for the morning. It's exactly what I got. Thankfully I didn't have any late night visitors come in and disrupt me.
"Are you sure you still want to do this?" An officer asked.
I allowed the make artists to put some more make up on me. It wasn't of if I wanted to do this, it was a matter of me needing to do the press conference. It was time anyways to actually make myself known as the commander. The one that makes sure the streets are safe and free of monsters. I don't know how the public will respond to this, it may not be all that great. I was prepared for any outcome.
I stepped out into the flashing lights, the cameras flashing at every angle trying to get pictures. I step up to the microphone, watching the bots circle around me. I straighten out my stack of papers before I speak.
"Welcome. I, Commander Farron, is holding this press conference for a few reasons. One of them being it's about time people knew who I was and who runs the military down in Gran Pulse. Secondly to address the series of murders that have happened in a span of six months. I will only answer a few questions that are given to me." I said, trying to get a look at the faces that are around me. Some of the flashes are so bright that I can't see anything.
"First off, My name is Commander Farron, or Lightning for that matter. I'm just a regular girl who happens to command a military. Treat me like any other citizen if you see me down the street. That is all I am. I am no one special, just some pretty girl walking down the street." I stayed before clearing my throat a little. I knew Snow had to be watching.
"Secondly, as you all know two murders happened within 6 months, Serah Farron and a new victim by the name of Clarissa Obera. We have reason to believe that a religious cult who worship a dead religion. Both girls had rose pink hair, blue to green eyes and are small for their ages. They are reasonably young, the first victim being 19, and the second one only turning 16. If you have any information on the cases, please contact the station or me personally. We can open up for question period." I said, and the rush of questions came.
"Commander, some would criticize that you are a women doing a man's job. Do you think that's fair on their part to judge you based on Gender and sex?" One asked.
"No, it's not fair but I'm not going to dowel on it either. I have a job to do, and that's to keep the people of Gran Pulse safe." I answered.
"You said there were only two victims, why make a press conference?" Another asked.
"I want to nip this in the bud. I've seen this happen before and too many people died. Two is too many but three is nearly genocide in my books. Can I stop everyone from killing people, no. Can I prevent this from happening again, I certainly can try." I said.
"You also match the description of the victims, are you scared that you may be targeted yourself?" Another one asked.
"No, hopefully this press conference will encourage them to think twice before killing another innocent victim." I said, getting ready to end the question period.
"Who is Bhunivelze?" Someone from the crowd interrupted another person's question. I looked like a deer in head lights. My mouth dropped a little. I took a deep breath and made it seem like I knew nothing.
"Bhunivelze is believed to a god from a dead religion that died out way before our time. We've heard the legends of the rose haired Savior who freed the world of a god in order to try and not become a god herself. All of which are kid tales, we don't know if a cult worshipping this dead god is responsible but all the evidence is leading towards it. There will be no more questions."
I walked off the stage as the reporters asked more questions. I stood tall as I left the building and got into the car that took me back to where I needed to be.
LATER ON THAT DAY.
After I did bit of shopping, I came back home. The sun was slowly setting, meaning that it was around 9ish. I took in deep breath as I pulled up to my house. I grabbed my things and headed for the door. I unlock it, open it up and switch the light on. I started taking my groceries out of some of the bags before I turned around to see that mammoth back in my house. I looked at him and he looked at me. Before I could say anything he grabbed me pinned me to the counter. His hands on both sides on the counter. Placed on either side of me.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.
"Tell you what?" I asked, a little confused.
"Everything. Being a commander, not going out on a date with anyone, becoming everyone's next target." He said.
"Who told you...Fang. God I knew she couldn't keep her mouth shut. I didn't want her to tell anyone, especially that date factor. How embarrassing. " I said. I looked down, but his fingers went under my chin, tilting it upwards towards him.
"You didn't answer my question." He stated.
"Look Snow, you and Serah had a lot of catching up to do. I could sense something wasn't right and I cut off my contact with her until you guys reconnected. When I got the job, I wanted to tell you guys but Serah wasn't ready yet." I said, my hand was on his wrist, trying to gently get his hand off me. It only made him more aggressive.
"What do you mean ready?" He asked, His hands were now around my wrist. His other hand, now resting on my jaw.
"Serah and I got into a fight not even a month after coming to this new world. She said I spent too much time with taken men and I should find something else to do. I asked her what brought this up, and she told me that she thought you have fallen in love with someone else." And she thought it was me.
Those words didn't come out of my mouth. Instead I bowed my head in shame being one of the last memories I had of her.
"Who could of have been, I don't get it...oh." He said, I bit my lip. Realizing he figured it out, I guess Snow wasn't really all that dumb of guy.
"Oh, that lady I worked with a little bit. I can't believe she thought that... oh that's too funny. Who could it have been, you? Hell would have to freeze for that." He said.
Right then, I think I had a strong urge to cry. I can feel the tears filling my eyes up. "You are an idiot." I said under my breath as I let myself free from his hold. I rushed away from him and into the living room. Heaps of emotions came piling in at once. Heart break, sadness, fear. These were emotions I was good at hiding but they've been building up. I figure out a way to control my tears before he came in rushing after me.
"Light, what is your problem?" He asked, I could hear his hands thunder down on the coffee table.
"Nothing, if you're done here leave." I ordered, my voice was a little shaky, I don't think Snow even noticed.
"This doesn't seem like nothing. What was over there in that section you had blocked blocked off? How did he know that name?" He asked. I could feel him coming closer. I distanced myself away from him by moving forward a foot.
"Lightning. I know there was something written there, what was it? Are you scared of what happen if they find out? Look, I watched your press conference. You know more than you are letting on. Please tell me, I can help you." I felt like I was being integrated for once. All of his questions coming at me like rapid fire.
I turned around to face him, the look on my face was a harsh one.
"Look Snow, I'm not going to tell you so you can can tell your little bimbo friends about what was there!" I yelled at him.
"Light." He said calmly, but I didn't hear him.
"You do what ever you want. You're like a one man show with nothing but that same song dance of 'My Serah was murdered.' This gets the girls after drinking, and doing drugs. I should arrest you on the spot for that right now. Here I am, making sure the same things that happened to her don't happen to other girls. Right now I am failing. All you seem to care about is yourself right now."
"Lightning." He said again, I still didn't pay any attention.
"You don't have the right to question my movements." I said.
I was turning away from him before he grabbed my arm and pulled me in close to him. He wrapped his arms around me, like he was trying to hug me.
"I had no idea you were feeling this way. I'm so sorry. You see, Serah and I weren't meant to be together. I couldn't do it, I ended it that night, I didn't say anything because I could become a suspect. I realized I loved someone else. Someone with pride, confidence and beauty." He said, I could see his eyes light up when he said that. Last thing I wanted to hear was about all his girls that are lined up. Especially the one he was thinking of. Serah dying was still a fresh wound for me, the urge to cry grew even more.
"I could care less about the women you have lined up to take her place. I think you should leave now." I requested. I begin to get my communicator out. A single tear rushing down my cheek.
"I don't think so." Grabbing my hand and prying the communicator out of my hands.
Before I could respond I felt him on my lips. It made me want to melt, I could feel my temperature go up. This only made the tears worse, coming out of my eyes like a water fall. I was no longer in control. My palms must be burning a hole in his shirt. I really had no idea what to do, it was really my first time. I felt his lips pull away, his hand on my cheek. I stood there, nothing coming out of my mouth. I fingers tracing over where he kissed. I No idea what to do or any idea how to react. It still hasn't dawned on me that he stole my first kiss.
"What was-"
"Shh, don't talk or think." He said, before kissing me again.
And bang!
I must say I love Lightning in a press conference. What do you guys think?
Next chapter out soon.