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: AR, set after FFXIII-2 and before LRFandom: 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
Cat /cat/ n a small
animal that is related to lions and tigers and that is often kept by
people as a pet
A cat. A snow white, huge cat with
other-worldly jade green eyes. It hopped onto Lightning's desk with
four lean, powerful limbs, and began circling the whole surface of
the desk. It would be kind of normal had its eyes not stared at her
general direction all the while.
Besides, her office was like on the
third story, among the innermost area of the Military Unit's
headquarter. How in Pulse did that thing get inside, anyway?
A soft purr led her eyes back to the
offending creature, now stretching comfortably right at the center of
her desk, on her bloody report, acting as innocent as a cat
could muster. Lightning frowned at it but made no move to shoo it
away.
There's something about the cat that
caught her off guard. Perhaps it's the eyes. Jade eyes, almost human,
that were trained faithfully on her person. She could swear she knew
those eyes. A long, long time ago... Maybe almost eight hundred years
ago, when it all began with the Purge on Bodhum.
Lightning gasped. The albino cat just
jumped off her desk, leaving her room with long strides. What was
that about?
That was the first time. She realized
the cat began to follow her, appearing all of a sudden in front of
her only to leave a minute later. Sometimes she found it watching her
curiously from the side but disappeared when she turned her head. It
was watching with its jade eyes, menacingly so. Lightning knew it
spelled trouble, but she still felt that overwhelming curiosity
concerning the cat.
Only after a few years she understood
where the color of those irises came from. A white-haired boy. l'Cie
brand. Orange jacket and tosca scarf. It had been so long that she
took a while to assemble the figure of a boy she once called partner.
The moment she realized, she was
already trapped in the illusion of a cat, sometimes a boy, taking her
far into the realms of God.
A/N: I was in a sour mood yesterday, so
all I could come up with is dark-themed drabbles. This one is based
on “Hope got dragged into Valhalla instead of Lightning” what-if.
The white cat is supposed to be Hope's counterpart of rose-haired
phantom.
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