Final Fantasy 8 Fanfiction
Freedom
Chapter 1
The threat to Earth has been destroyed thanks to these six people. I cannot thank you people enough for what you have done for this world. I would like to each hand you all medals for your service. First the leader of this operation Squall Lionheart!" A lanky boy about 18 years of age walked from the shadows. His skin was pale white while his wavy hair seemly covered a scar so visibly placed on his forehead. He wore a black jacket with a white puffed hood. A silver chain of the most powerful GF Greiver hung from his neckline. As he walked towards the gold platform to the thousands of people on the streets of Deling his red belts that hung from his black pants made clinging noises. The thuds from his boots could be heard as he approached the platform.
At the platform was the newly appointed Deling dictator Vinzer Pollini. He wore an expensive black suit with a white shirt tucked in behind. He was an old enough man about in his 40's but still had a long black ponytail that hung lazily down his neck. When he spoke, he spoke loud and commanding. His piercing green eyes scanned the crowd around him as he continued to speak
"If it were not for your bravery and exquisite use of the gunblade we would not be here now. So Squall I present you with a gold statute of a gunblade. It is specially made craved from the finest Deling blacksmiths and we hope that this can show you our incredible gratuide towards you and your crew." Vinzer handed him the statue with a wide grin on his face. He held his right hand out and turned towards the awaiting media. Squall was taken back by the bright flashes but kept an akward smile as he shook the mans hand. The gunblade specialist nodded and walked back to join his peers.
"Behind every good man is a good women. This women don't need much of an indroduction. She is General Caraway's daughter, the lovely Rinoa Heartilly!" Vinzer Pollini said as he turned round to applaud the women. Out from the back came Rinoa hopping about waving at the crowd. She wore a beautiful silk white dress that laid bare her milky white shoulders. She was a very petite figure about 5"4. She had lovely black hair with brown highlights and her eyes were big, cheery and brown. She was presented with a white gold projectile weapon.
"This weapon is called The White Angel. It's white gold case makes it impossible to break. It's made from the rarest of the rare. Rinoa Heartilly thank you." He presented the weapon to the misty eyed women. She graciously accepted by hugging the dictator. She then ran back to Squall to show him the beautiful weapon.
"This man don't need no weapons. No all he needed was his fists of rage. He was the only one who had no weapon but still fought. Zell Dincht come out please." As the crowd cheered a spikey blonde hair kid ran to the platform nearly knocking Pollini of the stage! The boy was small but was built like a tank. He had a tattoo on the side of his face baring a black tribual sign. He wore for the occasion a black suit but nearly ripped it from his chatotic entrance. He hopped and jumped round the stage punching the air. After nearly two minutes he died down and awaited his award.
"Zell for your contribution to saving the world I present you with these. This hard gloves made from Armodamise skin. Also you will notice the shape in front is made from ruby's the most expensive." Zell looked at the gloves and nearly burst from emotion. The tattoo he had on his face was transferred also to the gloves and were made from bright red ruby's. He then shook Pollini's hand so tight nearly breaking the dictators's hand. He punched the air again before running off back to join the rest.
"This women's story shows she always had the potential to do something so big as to save the world and look she did. A SeeD Instructor by the age of 16. My next award goes to Quistis Trepe!" Next a tall women with blonde hair poked out from behind. She wore a beautiful blue dress that rested down by her ankles a slit down the side to show the odd flash of her pale smooth legs. Her bright blue eyes enlarged by the glasses she wore could hide her excitement well unlike the previous two.
"My award to you Miss Trepe is this special made whip. The tip of the whip is powered by blue magic and can increase damage to your attacks. The handle is made from special materials and when your body is hurt will turn a different colour and automatically heal you through your blue magic powers" Quistis bowed courtesy and give a quick smile to the Deling dicator.
"Every squad needs a marksman, a sniper and it is here on these streets were he begun his quest. Irvine Kineass will you come out here please." A tall tanned man walked from the back. He wore a full cowboy suit including a cowboy hat all light brown in colour. His hair was exact to Pollin's expect it was brown in colour.
"Irvine Kineass behold a new advancement in Gun technology. I call it the The Ripper. It has the aim of a sniper rifle but also red laser which can turn to invisible mode and only seen by the holder of the weapon through the aim. It is also indestructible and can fire rounds and rounds of ammo at one time. This award also includes a 15 rounds of Ultima Ammo. The most rare destructible ammo in the world." Irvine winked at the leader and then turned to appreciate the female population of the crowd. He winked at a nice blonde lady at the front row and then walked to the back.
"We must not forget that this mission was by far not without it's losses. Unfortunately the lives that were lost at Trabia Garden will always be in our minds and we hope that the Trabia inicdent may be a lesson for all of the evil of this world. My next guest will know who lost their lives there and has worked tiresly to rebuild it. Selphie Timmit!" A very small women of about 5"3 walked out. She wore a yellow dress that didn't even reach her knee's. She had lovely green eyes and wore a yellow hair band in her hair. She walked quietly out which was odd comparing that she normally was a small ball of energy.
"Selphie as you know Deiling City has tried it's best to donate whatever possible to the cause. So what I give to you is this." Pollini extended a exact model of Trabia Garden. The outside was made of a silver material and every detail was caught with exquisite attention. The model was fairly big and Selphie struggled to lift it. Zell came out to give her hand in lifting the model.
"Oh and Selphie I have donated 650,000 gil to the Trabia Rebuilding Scheme so a new garden should be constructed fairly soon." Selphie let go of the model and hugged Pollini who was smiling warmly. In the background Zell struggled to keep the model up. Selphie walked to the back to meet the others. She was now grinning widely. She had spent the past 2 weeks raising money but was nowhere near her target but now she had exceeded it.
The saviours of the world walked together out to the crowd as Pollini walked aside clapping. Thousands of balloons fell as the crowd cheered loudly.