Lightning knew something was…off before she‘d even opened her eyes, or had even completely woken up. She couldn’t say what it was, exactly, but everything just felt….not right.
And then it hit her: she was lying
on a mattress.
eyes immediately shot open and she sat up so quickly, it was a wonder
she didn’t give herself whiplash. She glanced around the room, heart
pounding as it quickly dawned on her that she recognized absolutely
where she was.
besides being unfamiliar, even the furniture and décor just looked
in a way that she couldn’t quite describe. It looked like it wasn’t
Cocoon-made at all, nor did it have the weird qualities associated
with something from Pulse. Even the sheets that were twisted around
her legs felt weird.
she looked around for her gunblade, but it was nowhere to be seen. In
fact, there was nothing in her immediate view that suggested anything
here belong to a solider – no weapons, no gloves or boots, no
pouches for ammo…nothing.
so, she knew she couldn’t just sit here and wait for something to
slowly crawled out of the bed – which she just now noticed was
enormous, unlike her much more reasonable mattress back on Bodhum –
and tiptoed across the room to press her ear to the door. She could
hear something – or someone – moving around, so she immediately
made the decision to check it out, despite being completely unarmed.
soon as she opened the door, it was instantly made clear that she was
in a house…but whose house, she couldn’t really say. There were
photos on the wall, but she didn’t want to stop to look at them. They
seemed almost blurry, anyway; like the images were at the corner of
her eyes and would vanish if she tried to look.
matter. Her priority right now was to find out the source of that
heard running water and the sound of dishes clinking. With a frown,
she peeked through the open doorway, her heart pounding so hard she
almost felt lightheaded.
was someone – a man? - standing at the sink doing the dishes. Her
hackles immediately went up since she didn’t recognize him, but the
more she stared, the more it dawned on her that there was
couldn’t be! This person was almost a head taller than her, so how…?
must have made a noise, because the man suddenly turned around, his
slight confusion quickly melting into a little smile.
was absolutely no mistaking it.
she croaked out, actually needing to take a step back. What the hell
was going on here?!
morning, Light.” He didn’t seem deterred by her confusion – or
maybe he just didn’t notice – and quickly crossed the room, his
arms easily wrapping around her like he’d done this a thousand times.
“I was wondering when you’d get up. You slept pretty late…at
least for you,” he added teasingly.
She brought her hands up to his chest, intending on pushing him away,
but something stopped her. “What’s going on? Are you actually
Hope?” She had to struggle to keep her voice level. “Where am
He pulled her a bit closer, one hand moving to cradle the back of her
head. “It’s okay, Light. You’ll get there.”
see. I know we can make it happen. We can all make miracles, Light.”
this, she finally pushed him away, her eyes wide. “What are you
she could say anything else, there was a blinding flash of light that
blocked everything out.
she was finally able to open her eyes, they were no longer Cie'th.
might have been a glimpse of the future, or it could’ve been a new
didn’t know how, when, or if that future shown to her would come to
pass. None of it made any sense and there was little chance of her
ever getting an explanation.
All Lightning could do was exchange a glance with Hope and move forward to do what needed to be done, wondering if the answers would ever greet them.