[Fanfic] To Learn Something New (ch 4)

Title: To Learn Something New

Author: Vianna Orchidia / Annasthacy Chashyme
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIII Series
Character: Lightning Farron, Hope Estheim, Serah Farron
Rating: K
Genre: General
Disclaimer: I do not own the series and the characters, and I do not gain any profit from this fanfiction

Warning: set after FFXIII-2 and before LR.

dreamer /dream·er/ n a person whose ideas and plans are not practical or based in reality; a person who dreams while sleeping

Everything was bright, colorful, and if she looked a litle closer there would be specks of glittering light on almost everywhere on this universe. She recognized the landscape to be the Capital of Commerce, Palumpolum City. She had been quite a few times, mainly to escort the transportation of goods from or to Bodhum—the last time she was here, though, was during the l'Cie mayhem. It didn't end very well, she recalled grimly, but looking at how the city was bustling with civilians told her that the city had found her glory back.

“Lightning!” A sweet voice called out to her from behind her back. Before she had time to turn around and see who it was, though, someone had their arms wrapped around her neck. A splash of pink came into the end of her peripheral vision. Lightning smiled slightly.

“Serah,” she returned the greeting affectionately. “Are you okay?”

“Why wouldn't I be, duh!” the younger sister laughed heartily after dislodging herself from Lightning. She stepped beside her sister to take in the scenery spread out in front of them. “I'm glad I can still see you, Lightning,” a murmur fell from her lips, so light it was blown by the passing wind but Lightning's keen ears managed to pick it.

Alerted, the soldier asked warily, “Serah, what do you mean?”

Serah seemed ready to cry albeit the smile she kept on her lips. “It's not meant to end like this,” she voiced her concern. Out of Lightning's sight, the shimmering colors of Palumpolum started to dull into ashen grey. The younger Farron also changed, her white button-up shirt and red skirt replaced by a white battle gear she knew only too well. Lightning began to panic and tried to grasp for her sister, but her now armor-clad hand went right through her body. “You need to wake up now, Sis. The world can't wait any longer.”

“Serah? No! Serah!”

Serah's invisible fingers caressed Lightning's cheek, softly brushing back the bangs covering her eyes. “Go and save Hope. He is the key, Lightning. Don't worry about me—I'll be right there with you when you open your eyes.” The world around them had been fully reduced into ashes, and Lightning found it hard to breath. “So please, save us.”

Everthing went pitch black after that. When she finally opened her eyes, there was hollowness inside her chest. She had just awoken from a crystal sleep... A sleep as dark as death.

The Saviour had been born.

A/N:

I love their sisterly bond.