Is It Me?
By: Purple Lavabo
Disclaimer: Star Ocean is not mine...oh how I wish it were!
Note: This is what I believed happened when Rena was a child...ya never know. I hope you like! This chapter isn't much, but the next one is what I was actually intending to write about, this one just kinda started as I typed.
CHAPTER 1: A Blessing from the Cosmos
"Westa! What in the world?" The entire town of Arlia had gathered at the church, for the news spread quickly among the tiny town.
The planet Expel, a lovely yet inferior planet, was not as fortunate as others, for technology had not yet made its way to bless the people with its luxuries. Within this world was a town, Arlia, not popular by far, but quaint, and it seemed the village as a whole could be considered a family. A bit beyond the village was a forest, the Shingo Forest, which is where a young woman with soft, cerulean hair emerged.
"Westa, what is this you bring?" a fellow villager inquired, referring to the writhing bundle she carried. Westa's face brightened some, a soft smile creeping upon her lips.
"You wouldn't believe it, Sandra! Just as I went out to the Shingo forest to relax, I heard a soft whimper not too far off from where I was. Well, I neared a patch of moss where I believed the source of the sound was coming from, and sure enough, I found this child!" Westa exclaimed delightedly as she held the bundle out for all to see. Truthfully, it was a child, a little girl. Her hair was soft and delicate, a lighter shade of Westa's amazing blue, large eyes to match.
"Oh, she's just so adorable, Westa! But wait, what's this?" Sandra gently placed her hand upon a crescent-shaped ornament that sat within the little girl's hair.
"I was wondering myself. It seems to just be a simple hairpin. Beautiful though, isn't it?"
"Definitely!"
Everyone began to swarm Westa, all cooing the little one, commenting her sweet appearance. One among them, a younger girl named Sylvia, tugged the bottom of Westa's dress, trying to get her attention. Westa looked below her to see her, so she bent down just enough for her to see. Sylvia smiled, delighted, and gazed at the little girl.
"What is her name, ma'am?" she asked, tilting her head slightly, causing locks of brunette to shift to her shoulders. Westa contemplated the question for a short time.
"Well honey, I really didn't think about a name yet."
"Why don't you let her name herself?"
"Pardon?"
Sylvia glanced at the girl again, then up at Westa.
"Let me show you." She leaned in close, gazing deep into the azure orbs of the young one. "Hi, I'm Sylvia, who are you?" And Sylvia waited, obviously set on the little one to answer. All the villagers ceased their babbling, all eyes concentrating on the girl's efforts.
It seemed like a long time passed, and yet no answer, as most had already known would happen. Some chattered, some giggled under their breath, beginning to lose interest in Sylvia's hope for a name. Westa opened her mouth to apologize to her, but was cut off by a soft sound beneath her.
"What...?" Westa whispered, mostly to herself as she glanced down at the little one. From the corner of her eye, Westa could see the grin forming on Sylvia's lips as the sound was repeated,
"Re...na..." came from the mouth of the little girl that lay in Westa's arms. Silence floated among the village as they gaped at her, unable to believe what they'd heard. The child answered Sylvia!
"Rena? Is that your name?" Sylvia asked, and in return she received a fit of giggles from the child.
"W-Well...I suppose Rena it is, then..." Westa stammered, still half in shock. Amidst the townspeople, the Mayor approached Westa. "Well, Regis, what do you think?"
"She's quite cute, I must say. Rena, eh? Goochy goochy goo!" Mayor Regis cooed to Rena, waving his finger in front of her face, chuckling at the child's delighted reaction to his playing. Westa couldn't hold in her giggles at the antics of the Mayor.
"What a joyous day it's been for me...a child to finally call my own..."
"But tell me, Westa, just how do you think this child came to be?"
"Well, I don't really know...my husband and I have been dreaming of a child for so long...and now, Rena appears, just like that! It must be a gift from Tria, sent to us from the stars..." Westa sighed, contented, rocking the now sleepy girl in her arms.
A blessing from the stars...can a dream become reality like that?
(I hope the next chapter will be better, I have such a good idea for it!)
By: Purple Lavabo
Disclaimer: Star Ocean is not mine...oh how I wish it were!
Note: This is what I believed happened when Rena was a child...ya never know. I hope you like! This chapter isn't much, but the next one is what I was actually intending to write about, this one just kinda started as I typed.
CHAPTER 1: A Blessing from the Cosmos
"Westa! What in the world?" The entire town of Arlia had gathered at the church, for the news spread quickly among the tiny town.
The planet Expel, a lovely yet inferior planet, was not as fortunate as others, for technology had not yet made its way to bless the people with its luxuries. Within this world was a town, Arlia, not popular by far, but quaint, and it seemed the village as a whole could be considered a family. A bit beyond the village was a forest, the Shingo Forest, which is where a young woman with soft, cerulean hair emerged.
"Westa, what is this you bring?" a fellow villager inquired, referring to the writhing bundle she carried. Westa's face brightened some, a soft smile creeping upon her lips.
"You wouldn't believe it, Sandra! Just as I went out to the Shingo forest to relax, I heard a soft whimper not too far off from where I was. Well, I neared a patch of moss where I believed the source of the sound was coming from, and sure enough, I found this child!" Westa exclaimed delightedly as she held the bundle out for all to see. Truthfully, it was a child, a little girl. Her hair was soft and delicate, a lighter shade of Westa's amazing blue, large eyes to match.
"Oh, she's just so adorable, Westa! But wait, what's this?" Sandra gently placed her hand upon a crescent-shaped ornament that sat within the little girl's hair.
"I was wondering myself. It seems to just be a simple hairpin. Beautiful though, isn't it?"
"Definitely!"
Everyone began to swarm Westa, all cooing the little one, commenting her sweet appearance. One among them, a younger girl named Sylvia, tugged the bottom of Westa's dress, trying to get her attention. Westa looked below her to see her, so she bent down just enough for her to see. Sylvia smiled, delighted, and gazed at the little girl.
"What is her name, ma'am?" she asked, tilting her head slightly, causing locks of brunette to shift to her shoulders. Westa contemplated the question for a short time.
"Well honey, I really didn't think about a name yet."
"Why don't you let her name herself?"
"Pardon?"
Sylvia glanced at the girl again, then up at Westa.
"Let me show you." She leaned in close, gazing deep into the azure orbs of the young one. "Hi, I'm Sylvia, who are you?" And Sylvia waited, obviously set on the little one to answer. All the villagers ceased their babbling, all eyes concentrating on the girl's efforts.
It seemed like a long time passed, and yet no answer, as most had already known would happen. Some chattered, some giggled under their breath, beginning to lose interest in Sylvia's hope for a name. Westa opened her mouth to apologize to her, but was cut off by a soft sound beneath her.
"What...?" Westa whispered, mostly to herself as she glanced down at the little one. From the corner of her eye, Westa could see the grin forming on Sylvia's lips as the sound was repeated,
"Re...na..." came from the mouth of the little girl that lay in Westa's arms. Silence floated among the village as they gaped at her, unable to believe what they'd heard. The child answered Sylvia!
"Rena? Is that your name?" Sylvia asked, and in return she received a fit of giggles from the child.
"W-Well...I suppose Rena it is, then..." Westa stammered, still half in shock. Amidst the townspeople, the Mayor approached Westa. "Well, Regis, what do you think?"
"She's quite cute, I must say. Rena, eh? Goochy goochy goo!" Mayor Regis cooed to Rena, waving his finger in front of her face, chuckling at the child's delighted reaction to his playing. Westa couldn't hold in her giggles at the antics of the Mayor.
"What a joyous day it's been for me...a child to finally call my own..."
"But tell me, Westa, just how do you think this child came to be?"
"Well, I don't really know...my husband and I have been dreaming of a child for so long...and now, Rena appears, just like that! It must be a gift from Tria, sent to us from the stars..." Westa sighed, contented, rocking the now sleepy girl in her arms.
A blessing from the stars...can a dream become reality like that?
(I hope the next chapter will be better, I have such a good idea for it!)