Prophetic Entities (Complete)

Chapter 11

Several hours had gone by, and Takumi laid on the closet floor, dull and blank expression on her face. The entire room was completely silent and only darkness was a comfort. She assumed that maybe Rikku and Zack had already gone to sleep by now, it was pretty late.

She sat up slightly, her hair draping over her shoulder. She felt completely stiff, and her head still ached a bit from earlier to the point where she was even beginning to feel a bit nauseous, but she brushed it off.

And then she felt cold hands wrap around her neck and mouth, pulling her back slightly. Takumi immediately panicked and let out a slight yelp before she began hearing a soft voice in her ears.

"Why are you running away from me, sis...? Don't you love me...?" Everything in her went cold, and she whirled around, only to feel a prick near her throat. Then she let out a blood curdling gasp, feeling the blood clotting in her neck before she scooted back away, towards the door. She tried to scream, but she found no sound in her voice. She felt her head slam back into the door hard, and she felt her vision cloud for a moment.

A hand reached out towards her, and she saw a curved smile through the darkness. That was it. She knew she was terrified in that point, letting out screams, crying, anything she could to try and get someone to come. She couldn't take being locked in this closet anymore. She couldn't take being left in the dark, it was freaking her out.

Sasha's eyelids became illuminated, as the sun from the window crept onto her face. She quickly put her arm up to shield her eyes, continuing to lay on the bed for a few minutes to clear her head before slowing sitting up.

She guessed it was probably around 9AM. Looking around, it seemed only a few remained in bed, but one of them was Rikku, face down. She assumed Angeal released them early this morning when he woke. Slowly, she rose, and started to wonder what they were going to have to do today.

Takumi sat in the fields early that morning, her mind and body still feeling a bit shattered from the incidents in the closet that had taken place several hours earlier. She had tried to talk to Angeal about it, asking him a bit too quickly for help, stating that she had been stabbed, but Angeal just reassured her that nothing was wrong, that she had only had a nightmare.

But Takumi felt the stab. And she felt the head pain throbbing constantly ever since she had woken up again. She didn't even know when she had passed out. She heard Eiji... She knew that voice well. It couldn't have been anyone else BUT Eiji...

She laid down in the grass, clutching her head, wanting to stop the voices in her mind from swirling about, eyes void of all emotion. She didn't understand anything that was going on... She didn't understand why he kept appearing to her.

Was he a ghost, haunting her, wanting to show her the pain that he felt?

Stepping outside of the Inn, Sasha saw a few of her friends around the small town, going about their day, trying to find out thins to occupy their time while waiting everyone to wake up and get ready, though she had other things on her mind. She headed out of the town, and walked towards the larger of the Windmills she had seen earlier.

Upon nearing the large structure with the town pretty far behind her, she took a deep, slow breath in. She had told herself the previous day that the next time she had to herself, she would try honing her magical abilities. The wind was blowing softly, the grass swaying below her. She was standing in the middle of the field, around 30 yards of hardly anything all around her, just large rocks here and there, and lots of grass.

After taking a few minutes to try to gather her thoughts together, she put up her hands, palms forward, and took a steady breath in, then released. "I have to get better at this." She told herself. "No point in learning a new skill if I only half-ass it. I shouldn't been prepared for that fight back at The Iifa Tree, and against Kuja. I'll be prepared next time."