Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Ten Year Run ❯ Ten Years Later ( Chapter 2 )

Ch. 2

 

Ten Years Later

 

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Ten Years Later…

 

 

 

“His MRI scans show no major brain-damage, there is no signs of bruising to his left-frontal lobe”, a nurse reports, looking at the monitor.

 

“It doesn't make sense, why he's still in a coma”, the doctor says, wheeling the monitor out from the room as he left.

 

Vincent lays in the hospital-bed still hooked-up to the respirator, heart-monitor, brainwave-monitor, and an IV of plasma attached to his arm. The bandages were gone and his bangs completely covered the left side of his face, reaching his shoulder.

 

Suddenly, the brainwave-monitor begins to beep out a rhythm.

 

“Huh?”, the nurse gasps, looking at Vincent to the monitor and back to Vincent.

 

His eyes were moving around behind his eyelids, the first sign of life in ten years.

 

“Doctor!”, the nurse shouts, rushing to the door.

 

 

 

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Twenty Minutes Later…

 

 

 

The doctor and nurse stands beside his bed, as Vincent squeezes his eyes close before he slowly opens them with a groan.

 

He blinks as he looks around the room, confused.

 

“Do you know where you are?”, the doctor questions.

 

Vincent focuses his blood-red garnet eyes onto the doctor.

 

(A/N: I'm serious, type in blood-red garnet in the search-engine for images, and you'll find the exact color his eyes truly are! The color they turn when reflecting light are the same too!)

 

“T…the…h…hospital…”, he says, his voice cracking from lack of use, “H…how did I…get h…here…?”

 

“You were brought in after your assault”.

 

“Assault…? What assault?”, he asks, confused.

 

The doctor blinks in surprise, then pulls the nurse to the side.

 

“It seems he has some amnesia”, the doctor says.

 

“I agree…”

 

“Where is his physical-therapist, she should have been here six- minutes ago? This is her case not mine…!”

 

 

 

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Outside the Hospital…

 

 

 

A woman speeds towards the building on a 15-speed mountain-bike, she swerves to dodge a group of people by the front-door.

 

She skids to a stop and dismounts from her bike, chaining it to the bike-rack, and heads inside.

 

“Dr. Inugami, you're late!”, one of the doctors in the lounge scorns.

 

“Only by ten minutes! Plus it isn't my fault, there was a three cars pile-up on Main St, I had to take a detour when the police shut down the whole road”, she explains, removing her helmet letting her waist-length light brown hair with tints of red cascade down her back, then half-heartedly brushes her bangs to the right side of her face and straightens her wire-framed glasses. Her dark violet eyes sparkling with life.

 

“Whatever, here is the file of your new patient”, he says, handing the folder to the female doctor.

 

She takes the folder and looks at the name on the label.

 

“Valentine, Vincent…”, she mutters, reading the name, “Isn't this the guy who fell into a coma a decade ago?”

 

“Sure is, he woke up this morning. Room 1013”.

 

“Great…” she sighs.

 

 

 

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In Room 1013…

 

 

 

Vincent was sitting up in his hospital-bed staring at the IV in his arm, he had been unhooked from the respirator, heart-monitor, and brainwave-monitor.

 

“Vincent Valentine, I presume?”, a woman's voice asks from the doorway.

 

He gasps as he looks at the doorway, and sees the female doctor standing there with a chart, her hair was secured in a low-ponytail, her bangs hung to the right-side of her face, she was wearing blue jeans and a red shirt beneath a white lab-coat.

 

“I'm Dr. Sakura Inugami, Mr. Valentine”, she says, offering her hand to him, “I'll be your physician”.

 

“You seem a little young to be a doctor…”, he remarks, shaking her hand, while looking a little lost.

 

“I assure you, I'm a doctor”, she states, annoyance in her voice.

 

“The doctor who was in here earlier, told me I was attacked and in a coma, but didn't tell me for how long”.

 

Sakura looks at him with genuine concern on her features, “After you were attacked you had gone into a coma, that was ten years ago”.

 

“Ten…ten years…”, he stutters, the color draining from his face.

 

“Yes”, she nods, taking a seat in the chair beside his bed.

 

“Ten years…”, he whispers, hiding his eyes behind his bangs.

 

“You alright?”, she asks, concern in her voice.

 

“W…where is my father…?”

 

“Your father; Grimoire Valentine, he died five years ago at his work when he was shot”, she replies.

 

She could see a tear stream down his cheek from beneath his bangs.

 

“I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't have told you that so soon after you've just woken up”, she says, regret in her voice.

 

“It's okay, it is better I hear it now than later…”, he quietly answers.

 

“Vincent…”, she whispers, getting up to sit on the edge of his bed, being mindful of the IV tube.

 

She gently pulls him to rest his head on her shoulder, causing him to gasp at her comforting attempt; not expecting a doctor to do this.

 

“You can cry if you want to…”, she gently says, softly holding his head to her shoulder.

 

He could feel the tears build up in his eyes, not in sadness, but in happiness that someone was comforting him.

 

“Thank you… for comforting me…”, he whispers, letting his tears spill.

 

 

 

 

 

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