História Are they... Real? - Is any of this... For real? Or... Not? Part I

Heh... Your just a puppet...

Stay in memories... Where you belong... 

I'll... Never be a memory...

Cloud... My dreams... My honor they're yours now... 

Zack... No... Please don't... Don't... No... DON'T GO!!!!!!!!!! 

Zack.... 

Oh... And watch... Over my sister for me will you? 

I... Know you two are not so close... But please... She means... The world to me... 

Find her.

Save her...

Please...

She is our only... Hope...

For you and- 

Zack...? No... No. NO! ZACK!

ZACK!

AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

"AHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Eyes wide, she sprang up in her creeking bed, her pupils adjusting to the darkened room. Sweat coming down as cold droplets from her forehead as her paled fingers started to shake. 'A-Another... Dream?' 

"W-Why? Why does this keep happening?" 

'And more importantly... Why do I keep having dreams about... These people?' 

"Just. Who are they... Exactly?" All these questions haunted and plauged her for several nights on end and yet still no answer. Just what did this all mean? She always ends up having the same dreams every single night. Well not the same dreams, but more like different yet similar ones that are always about the same people. And one question plauged, tormented her the most: Was any of this even real? And if not, then why- why did they seem so real? And feel so... Real? 

Trying to wrap her head around this was not helping. Not one bit. In a swift movement she quickly grabbed the sides of her head as migraine started pulsating through her cranium. Ugh... Not this... Again.

This usually happened after one of these nightmares occurred. She would wake up,shaking, screaming in a cold sweat only for a massive migraine to oocur. And then- 

"Please..."

A voice. That voice always followed these headaches like a little lost puppy. 

"Please... I beg of you... You- 

You need to find them..." 

"Save them. Your thier only hope at surviving this never ending viscous cycle of life- and... Death." 

Blue eyes going wider as the poor teen girl remembered just what she dreamt of before. Someone; a man. Saying the exact same thing. 

Cloud... Find her. Save her. She... Is our only hope... 

Sitting even farther she looked in a desperate and yet usuless attempt to find out exactly where the voice had been coming from. Only for it resound once more- In her head. An earsplitting ringing echoing through her ears and to her brain, echos and whispers making thier way into her mind but that didn't stop the voice she always heato fin to get louder. More pleading. It's as if someone was trying to communicating with her through some telepathy of some sort. Only for it be blocked out- Or at least the nineteen year old attempted to. 

But it was all in vain as she finally felt all of her sanity slip. 

"Please! Help them! You are thier ONLY HOPE."

"This is YOUR call. Your destiny. Find him. Save him. He has to stay alive. He has to-" 

"Ugh... Just... Shut... Up. SHUT UP!!!!!!" 

Her once shining innocent blue orbs flashed a dangerous shade of yellowish orange before turning into a highly disturbing color of a dark blood red before returning to the usual color of blue with a hint of grey. 

Enough. I've had it. I need to- No. I have to find answers to this... All of this now. 

But where does one start? 

"Go. I'll be waiting. For you." 

Well... I guess I have to start somewhere- "Huh?" 

Something caught her eye. Something that was not there before. It's wrinkled and crumpled up form made it hard to exactly see or even tell what it was. Especially since the room's lights are still off. And the moon was not out and seeing as there is no other light source- She sighed and grabbed her phone switching on the flashlight, she held the device with one hand holding it up just a few inches above the crumpled up whatever it is. 

Quickly yet gently unfolding its edges, she could feel some sense of dryness coming from it and seeing as the light illuminated the material enough; she could clearly tell it was paper of some sort. Holding the light closer she saw what looked to be brown or black hair with reddish brown eyes showing through. Huh? A... Picture? 

Curiosity got the better of this confused soul, swifltly undoing the rest of the picture a group of people smiling stared back at her. Her eyes glazed over the group several times until one thing popped out and shown above the rest. Getting a closer inspection her blue orbs traveled down to girl that eeirly resembled her in every way. Starting from dark brown hair down to her equally dark choice of clothing. A shy and awkward smile softly etching across her face. A man with a slender yet strong build stood next to the girl, an arm tightly wrapped around her shoulder, he had a shy soft smile that also held some sort of sadness and depression to it. 

A cold chill ran down her spine, but a gut feeling told her that this a good place to start.

Alright. Time to figure out just who the hell all of you people are... 

"And why I am amongst them..."