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The Life of Erin Tribal

Chapter 2

Erin ran to the door and it closed behind her. Tears were streaming down her face. Everyone in the room stared at her, and then heads started to turn. Erin moved to the very back of the room and sat down in a seat. She scooted over to sit by the window. A boy sat down next to her and threw his luggage up above her head. Erin stared at him, then back at the castle.

She thought to herself. How could they let a kid like that in here? He's filthy. Erin turned her back to him and stared back out the window. They were moving, but she didn't know the destination. Erin just held her tongue.

The boy next to her was talking to someone in the next seat over. They must have been friends is what Erin thought. The boy next to her hit her in the stomach and Erin turned to him.

"Watch where you're hitting others," Erin said. The boy just ignored her, she sighed, and turned back towards the window. She didn't want to bug him too much, so she just left him alone. He continued to talk until they had reached what she had guessed to be their destination.

Erin waited for the boy next to her to move. After about ten minutes, she finally asked him to move. When he didn't move, she just got up, grabbed her bag, and went around him. As soon as she was in the walkway she walked as fast as she possibly could to the exit. She walked out hoping to see a nice blue sky. But instead there was a dark and dusty sky.

"Miss Erin! Is there an Erin here?" asked a woman.

Erin didn't speak, but went to go find the source of the voice. She found the woman and announced herself to be Erin. She knew that she didn't dare say her proper name. All she knew is that someone, somewhere, had named her Erin. She had a necklace that she had had, for as far as she knew, since she was born. The woman led her out of the crowd and into a small room to the side of what looked like a castle in this dirty place.

"OK Erin. My name is Celes and I will be your care keeper until you leave. You may call me mom, as I should consider you my daughter," explained the woman, "You do look so much like me though, you'd think that we were blood relatives instead of me having adopted you."

That word hit her. Adopted. As far as Erin had thought, she would be going to some military camp. Maybe this was just that. But she had never expected this.

"Excuse me ma'am…" started Erin.

"Please, please call me mom. I'd think that I might help you better than what I've heard you came from," said Celes.

"OK, fine then. Excuse me MOM, but I already have a family. I thought adoption was for kids without parents," explained Erin, who was starting to lose her temper.

Erin started to walk out but was stopped by a strong hand. "I would not test me young woman. Apparently you will have NO parents here, so you need at least one parent," angrily said Celes.

Erin stopped in her tracks. No one had ever spoken to her like that. She turned around and faced her new mother. She guessed if this was going to get started right she might as well not set a bad example.

"Well then, lead me to where you want," ordered Erin.

Celes lead her out and Erin followed. Erin wasn't in the best of moods but she kept her mouth shut. She knew better than to argue with adults. She had gotten severely hurt for doing it already when she had been younger. What Erin had been doing was, actually, merely peering in when she shouldn't have. What she had figured after she had gotten hurt was that Kuja, or someone, had these "telepathic" powers.

Celes had stopped for Erin as Erin had stopped following her. "Erin!" yelled Celes. Erin peered up and ran over to her. She sighed as Celes gave her a serious "You had better follow me unless you want to get in trouble" look. Erin absolutely hated this look so didn't dream off again.

They went into the castle and Erin coughed. It was as dirty and dusty as it was outside. She looked around and there were these people fighting around her. She kept her head down and continued follow her "mom".

Finally they reached a room at the end of the hallway. It was a lot cleaner in here and Erin was happy of that. She looked over. There was a girl about 15 or 16 years old with long blonde hair held back in a ponytail. Erin started twisting her own chin length hair with her finger. Celes stopped and so did Erin. She looked up, then over at her mom, then back up at the man standing there.

"Kefka, this is girl that you requested," said Celes pointing at Erin. Erin looked next to him and there stood a young man that she figured may have been a general. But that young? She didn't bear to think about it.

"Thank you General. You are dismissed," said the man whom Erin figured was Kefka.

"Sir!" saluted Celes then walked over to the girl.

"Yes, yes. Miss.. What's your last name young lady?" asked Kefka facing Erin.

"I can not remember it sir," said Erin with her gentle, calm voice.

"I see. I believe that Celes is your mom so you might as well have her last name. But I'm sure you have to remember. Are you sure you don't have one?" asked Kefka again.

Erin fingered her necklace with her name on it. She finally took it off to look at it again She stared at it, looked at where it said Erin then looked next to it. There was her middle name Marie, then her real last name: Tribal. She turned it over. She had guessed that this was her birth tag. `Erin Marie Tribal. Born January 27, 1989.'

"Yes sir, I guess I do have one," replied Erin putting her necklace back on.

"Then what is it?" asked Kefka.

"My last name is Tribal sir. Erin Marie Tribal," replied Erin.