Discovering Myself
Summary: Do you ever get that feeling where you might be missing something important? You know, it's on the tip of your tongue but it just won't come out? I get that feeling everyday. It's plagued me day in, day out for almost five years now…
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A/N: A Naruto and FFVII crossover for ya. Yeah, I know it's already been done but I thought I'd give it a shot. I haven't quite figured out the whole plot yet, so the ending is vague, but I do intend to have this story split into two parts. I already have the end scene of part one sorted so I just gotta write the inbetweenie bits now. Lol.
Let me know what you think, but no flames please. If you have any criticism to make please do it politely otherwise I shall ignore your words. (It's happened before, I'm sorry to say, and I hadn't even posted any chapters…)
Prologue:Me, Myself and… Who?
Do you ever get that feeling where you might be missing something important? You know, it's on the tip of your tongue but it just won't come out? I get that feeling everyday. It's plagued me day in, day out for almost five years now…
My name is…- well that's just it, I don't know my real name but my new family calls me Seiko, Seiko Strife, after the guy who rescued me. The only things I know about myself is that I'm very athletic, very flexible and I'm a strong fighter. I also have a talent for using 'Materia' in any form which is the life-force of our planet. Apparently I was a prisoner in a facility that did dangerous experiments with Materia, calling it Mako. In fact I was in an experiment with Mako, they were trying to merge it with my body, trying to create a super soldier like they had with a few hundred others before me. It could have killed me, but thanks to Cloud and Tifa and all their friends, I was saved.
I don't remember it. I don't remember anything past waking up in the Strife household on a bed that was far too small for me. Obviously since then I got my own bed and my own room, but I guess I still feel like the odd wheel; a spare cog shoved aside and I'm just watching the well oiled machine chug along brightly in front of me.
There must have been someone out there who loved me, someone who knew me or at least knew my name. I'm sure I have a family out there waiting for me to come home. It's frustrating, watching a loving family live around me and knowing I had a family somewhere like that… A place where I belonged.
I am grateful to Tifa and Cloud for taking me in like they had. They could have just left me in the facility, or dumped me on the street or in the nearest orphanage. But they didn't. And I couldn't be more thankful to them… but it hurts. It hurts knowing that I don't belong here. I wish I could remember my past. I wish it so much that it brings tears to my eyes.
I've tried to remember. I've meditated, been hypnotised, tried recessive memory therapy… I even sat and thought long and hard for three hours once, but that last one only gave me a headache. And when I managed to get a random vague memory it hurt like a bitch. I literally collapsed the first time in a shaking heap on the floor. That hadn't been fun. I had a migraine for a month afterward. There were a few other moments when a painful memory hit me unexpectedly. It wasn't anything important I don't think; none of the memories I regained were very factful of my past. They were just vague impressions, or views of undescriptive landscapes etc. The healers said that my mind just isn't ready for the old memories to come back yet. Whatever. That's not gonna stop me from trying. If I can't remember, I can at least investigate a different way.
So here I am, at the ruins of the facility I was supposedly found in. Maybe I'll find some answers in here? I hope so. I don't think my mind will survive another brick wall blocking my path to the past.
Oh well.
Here goes everything.