The Coming of A Phoenix

Ugh...w-where am I?

A young woman, midnight hair with crimson streaks in it and sapphire eyes, awoke for what seemed like an endless sleep.

"Are you all right?" a voice asked.

She got up with a start, aware of what just happened to her and turned in the direction of the voice. She faced a woman in her mid fifties, wearing a white coat, and smiling as if in relief.

"It's amazing that you actually survived all those injuries," the woman commented, still smiling.

"Who are you?" the young woman asked suspiciously, but her voice was soft.

"My name is Doctor Kadowaki, the head doctor of this place," Dr. Kadowaki answered as she walked towards a small counter where a clipboard lay.

The young woman eyed her every movement, still a bit cautious. "Where am I?"

Dr. Kadowaki picked up the clipboard, took out a pen from her coat, and wrote on it. "Balamb Garden. Some of the residents here found you washed ashore on the beach."

"Balamb...Garden?" the young woman repeated as if the name was a foreign word she never heard of.

"Mmhm," Dr. Kadowaki hummed. She began walking back to the young woman. "Do you have any idea what happened to you, hon? When we found you, you had multiple fractures on your right leg and arm, a broken left leg, three broken ribs, a punctured lung, and a gunshot wound on your right shoulder."

The young woman's sapphire eyes widened as her injuries were being described. "I was hurt THAT bad?!?" Funny, how come my wounds didn't heal like they were supposed to?

"Yes, it's amazing that you're still alive, as I said. Usually, with that many injuries, a person can die," the doctor continued. "When Squall and Zell brought you in, you were unconscious, but still breathing. At first we all thought you were a person we knew whom you exactly look like." She laughed at that, reminiscing the incident as if it were yesterday. "But those red streaks in your hair and the color of your eyes when I checked carefully were completely different from hers. I had to shoo the boys out to be able to treat you." She smiled again, putting the clipboard down on the nightstand next to the bed. "An elixer can do wonders. You've been asleep for almost a week now. By the way, what's your name?"

The young woman smiled, trusting the doctor. It was a warm, gentle smile that made her sapphire eyes sparkle. "Phoenix. Phoenix Leonhart."

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Okay, I'm stopping here. Wondering who in the world Phoenix is? Want me to tell? ....I can't. It's MY secret. Kakakakakakakakakaka.....*ahem* if you want the next chapter, then please e-mail me, k?