Trapped in the world of Final Fantasy 8

Prologue – The warning and the shadow

Mark Green was glued to his TV screen, playing his FF8 game. He was fighting a Ruby Dragon, most likely the strongest group of monsters beside the bosses in the game. His team was almost depleted, only Squall had any HP left and he was going down fast.

The mighty red scaled dragon cast Firaga on Squall and brought his HP down to zero and up came on the screen along with that irritating music that all players hate so much. Maybe we hate losing so much because of how irritating the game over music is…maybe that's just me.

"GAME OVER!"

'Oh crap!' swore Mark, throwing his PS2 controller to the floor 'I can't believe I lost again!'

Mark rubbed his eyes tiredly. It was nearly 3AM. For the last seven or so months he hadn't been able to sleep properly. He'd had numerous tests, but the doctors couldn't find any reason for his insomnia. They gave him numerous medicines but they didn't do anything as he was tormented by a dream. Ever since his horrible dream…More like a nightmare about a shadowy creature and it would bombard his mind with horrific images of events that were taking place in the world.

He'd been hearing a dark voice in his head, spouting nonsense about revenge and mother, it was often distracting and upsetting, sleep would seldom come to him as he feared what images the voice would bring to torment his cracking mind. Sleep had become a rarity to him. A few hours in a week if he was lucky, he couldn't endure the horrors any longer than that.

"No rest not until we achieve our mission!"

He knew that he wouldn't be able to get any sleep tonight so the dark haired teen decided to have a quick jog in the icy cold night. Maybe that would wake him up; it would kill some time if nothing else. He grabbed his black shirt – with the words "If your reading this you have too much free time" printed upon it, baggy black trousers and his black running shoes then quickly scrambled into them. He grabbed his keys and phone and briefly went into the bathroom.

"Weakling! You must avenge our mother!"

He looked into his reflection in the mirror. At one time his face and body had been round and to be honest flabby. His lack of sleep had made him lanky, baggy eyed and as pale as a vampire. He dunked his head in the sink that was filled with ice cold water, feeling slightly refreshed he climbed down the stairs and opened the door, it creaked as he shut it and stepped out into the night.

He locked the door quietly and began to jog down the sloped hill into Hamilton close and ran though it. Turned left and continued on. Down a steep road. Turned right, towards Mile Oak Park.

It was very cold tonight. Mark soon had goose bumps all over his arms and legs; he shivered in spite of himself. He looked up at the sky. It was a beautiful starry night, an unusual sight near the coast. Normally it was pitch black or a few scattered stars.

One of the stars shone brightly, almost like a second sun before it flickered back into its usual dimness

'That was weird…' Mark said, shivering again, wishing he had brought a coat.

"I sense the sluttish sorceress…" stated the voice in Mark's mind, its voice dripping with hatred.

'What?'

'Do you always talk to yourself?' asked a feminine voice. Mark spun around to see a pretty young girl, with an angelic face she appeared to be about 17 or so, she had shoulder length Raven black hair and chocolate brown eyes, dressed in a blue vest, blue shirt and black trousers.

"It's her! Kill her now!" bellowed the voice

'What? Are you nuts?!' thought back Mark, yep its becoming a lot more violent.

'It isn't any of your business…' responded Mark, walking off without another word. The girl was obviously not used to being ignored, because she ran after him and grabbed him by the arm.

'Hey it's rude to ignore someone!' she said crossly yanking him back slightly and nearly causing him to lose his balance.

'Back off!' said Mark, pushing her back and causing her to land flat on her butt.

"There's the mission! Kill! DESTROY!"

'What's wrong with you? There's no need to be a jerk!' she snapped, getting to her feet and brushing herself off. Mark swore under his breath, she was one of those annoying kind of girls who wouldn't shut the hell up under any situation. There were too many of those types of girls in his class at school.

Damn…screw this…Why won't she just go away?

"Make her go away then…" responded the voice, speaking normally for once, though the desire to kill was easy to feel.

'Fine I'm sorry, you caught me in a bad mood' he apologized, he wasn't in the mood for an argument with a stranger and his "inner voice" was starting to bug him.

'Well at least you apologized' she admitted, dropping her frown, and her face broke into a faint smile.

'What are you doing out here, its quite late you know?' she asked, stepping in front of him.

"When the time comes…You will destroy her and avenge our mother!"

'Mother..? I already have one…'

"Your true mother…"

'I don't sleep much…' Mark shrugged indifferently 'Not since…' he stopped, he'd almost told a stranger about the shadow, but something seemed engaging about her, a powerful need to talk to her.

"She's a sorceress! Get her out of your mind!" barked the voice afraid that the woman might find him.

Suddenly he realized that she had been subtlety probing his mind, focusing upon the power in his KI he forced her out using a technique that his mother (a seer) had taught him.

'Who are you…?' he asked shakily, his mother had told him when he was younger that the gift that they had was extremely rare and dangerous, anyone with that kind of talent was to be treated with caution.

'My names Rinoa Heartily and I've been sent to help you.'

'What? Rinoa's just a game character' stated Mark, though he had to admit there was certainly a resemblance between her and the final fantasy 8 sorceress.

'You have been chosen by darkness' Rinoa grimly 'It haunts your steps and haunts your dreams. Soon it will come for you and it will destroy you, I know you are aware of what I'm talking about, the voice in your head…the shadow.'

"Foolishness, were simply trying to get our revenge"

'Revenge..?'

'Is this a warning or a threat?' asked Mark gathering up a littler KI energy in case she tried anything.

'A warning' she replied 'Now I need you to come with me' Rinoa muttered a brief spell and a swirling portal appeared beside her and Mark jumped back in shock.

'There's no way I'm going in there!' he said angrily, like he was gonna step into an occult users spell, not a chance!

"Yes you will, it's the only way to achieve your true power, go through and we'll ditch…or kill her, yes let's do that."

'You have to' said Rinoa gently 'We can release you from the darkness, but it can only be done in my world'

Mark had a bad feeling about this, but then the voice push forth a little of it's power and for a brief instant took over Mark's movements.

"That's it…step in, its time for our mission begin"

'Fine…' he sighed walking into the greenish tinted portal. The portal then vanished.

'Muhahahahahhahahahahaha!' laughed a sinister voice. Rinoa turned to see a being encased in shadow

'So you were able to send him to your world huh perfect for me' said specter

'Not that it helps you bitch, I altered the portal's destination just before he stepped in. But you'll see him soon, once the darkness is unleashed, he'll come for you…'

The specter then vanished in a cloud of purple smoke, with his laughter echoing over the hills.

'Oh crap!' swore Rinoa, kicking a nearby tree and stubbing her foot.

'They got to him first; now they'll be able to corrupt him with darkness…I failed…'

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Next chapter – Not more dragons!