Finding Madoka

Chapter 1

((I AM SO SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED IN FOREVER!))

A group of girls stood outside the door of Homura Kaname's home. These girls are her friends. Today at lunch Homura had been acting spacey and odd, well more odd then usual, until she passed out cold with a huge knock onto the table. Mami had explained this to many people on this day alone, sometimes to the same people twice, but this didn't matter much to her, all that really mattered to her at the moment. She'd been weird for awhile now, but it had seemed to gotten much worse over the course of this month.  Sayaka had begun  blaming herself because she'd teased Homura earlier that morning. The other girls had kept assuring her that it wasn't her fault but she didn't believe them still.

Meanwhile, inside her home, Homura had been laying on her bed staring at the ceiling for a few hours now. Once she'd gotten out of the nurses office they forced her to go straight home, which of course was fine with her. her head still hurt, but a lot less after a few hours of doing this. She tried to relive her  "vision" as she'd resulted to calling it after a while. She couldn't remember much, but she did remember those word. "Find Madoka." she'd repeat to herself every now and then, she eventually learned that thinking about this was what was causing the headache in the first place. 

Soon, she heard the knock at the door, and slowly made her way to the front of her home to answer it. groggily, she stood up and regained consciousness after a very brief dizzy spell. She slowly opened the for to her friends, rubbing her eyes as the blinding sunlight shined threw the gaps in the doorway. Her friends greeted her with a series of "Are you okay?"s and "What happened?"s. To which she would only respond to with "I'm Okay" and "It's a long story". Eventually she welcomed her friends to come inside so she could explain.

With anxious thoughts racing threw each and every girls head, Homura finally calmed down enough to explain. "I'm going to tell you what happened in as little detail as possible, but, before I do, I need you to all promise not to interrupt me." 

All the girls nodded in agreement. And she started again. "To put it simply, Madoka, she spoke to me." her word hung heavy in the air, most of the girls trying to process what she had said. They weren't sure whether to believe her or not. Homura opened her mouth to speak again, " She has pink hair, and pink eyes and the...red ribbons..." 

Homura glanced over at the corner, where a desk sits, and upon that desk is a precious thing to her, she never knew why it was so precious to her...But now she did. These ribbons, these inanimate objects that would be worthless to anyone else, were the only things that linked hr to her past, it was the only solid object that she had as a reminder that Madoka once existed.  This thought belonged to Homura, and suddenly all at once her world seemed to come crashing down. Memories that no longer were, became so prominent in her mind, so useful. That was all she could think about. Homura's head started pounding again, soon she crashed to the floor. Her friends trying to assist her the best they could, but resulting in no response from her. And slowly, everything started fading black for Homura, with flashes of distant memories all forgotten in the past. Flashes of pink, blue, yellow, colors that didnt seem to exsist on the spectrum, all became visable to her at once. Homura's vision faded all away.

When it did finally did clear, she was greeted by a godly figure clothed in pink, her arms out stretched to grab Homura into a tight embrace, she excepted and it was like a reunion of lost friends. Homura guessed it probably was.

as for Homura's other friends, all they had seen was the disappearance of Homura. One moment she was there and the next moment, she was gone.

"We should have believed her."