Final Fantasy VIII-2 : Rise Against The Wind Chapter 1, a final fantasy viii fanfic

~ Final Fantasy VIII-2 : Rise Against The Wind ~

Chapter one

Hell has ascended and grasped the land, turning cities into ruins, gardens into barren land, choking the flowers with thick thorn bushes. Stretched out before is a dried battle field, stained with the blood of countless years of war.
A lone knight stands, his sword held firmly in his right hand. Dressed all in black with a long smooth coat, a silver lion necklace hangs from an old chain fastened to belt.
He lifts his gaze, baring a scar between his icy blue eyes with pride. His enemy, a stranger from foreign lands stands on the cliff just before him.
The stranger is adorned with short red hair, framing a pair of darkened eyes. He too wears a long coat, one of olive green with a thorn bush motif.

Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries

And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
(Hey yeah, oh hey, hey yeah)
Remember me for centuries

He came flying down with his shotgun, meeting the man's sword strike for strike. The blade running along the top of the shotgun does not shatter under the pressure of the sword, it is able to hold its own as the redhead moves swiftly.
The brunette has met his match, perhaps, it is a lot more than he can handle. But the problem was not in the redhead's strength, but in the way he attacked.
Each attack came in with speed and accuracy, had the knight not been as skilled as he was, many would have reached him. The shotgun sped past his torso as the redhead crouched, their gaze meeting for a second.
Reflecting the attack, the knight jumped back, readying himself for his own attack.
He too went in fast, with far more than his opponent he struck. Little did he know, he had fallen into a trap.

Mummified my teenage dreams
No, it's nothing wrong with me
The kids are all wrong
The stories are off
Heavy metal broke my heart

Come on, come on and let me in
The bruises on your thighs like my fingerprints
And this is for tonight
I thought that you would feel
I never meant for you to fix yourself

Surely he must have seen it, the glint in those darkened eyes paired with a dark smirk. As his blade clashed with the side of the shotgun, strong winds came flowing out from the redhead's coat.
Pure white visible wind surrounded them, trapping them within a grand tornado. It shredded the ground, pushing the knight away.
He stumbled back, managing to stop a few feet away with the wind right behind him. Though the eye of the storm was calmer than the outside, there was still a harsh breeze, as cold and as bitter as could be.
Rising up the redhead grinned, for he knew the knight could not bear the cold. He had to act fast though, the chance wouldn't last long.
Shots were fired, their sound like the loud crackling of thunder. The range of the shotgun may not have been long, but once fired, the bullets broke and became many small pieces.
One could not escape them all, some were deflected, others tore the knight's coat. Luckily he sustained minor wounds, a few scratches here and there.
Giving a deep frown, the redhead - being dissatisfied with the results - went in for yet another attack. He ran forward, with one hand under the barrel of his shotgun while the other tightly gripped the handle.

Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries
(Hey yeah, oh hey, hey yeah)
Remember me for centuries

Wind cast by the redhead had given him a much needed boost in strength, allowing him to send the knight flying. They went straight through the wall of the storm's eye, at once they were caught up in the wind.
It took them high up, swirling them around and doing all the more damage to both. Not letting up once, they continued to fight, somehow flying through the wind.
Clashing blades looked like sparks of lightning, lighting up within the wind they stretched out. Soon, what had started as a tornado, had transformed into a powerful wind, covering the world as far as the eye could see.
Keeping the winds in check was a difficult task, one even the redhead still had the occasional problem with. In the end he had to seal it away during the fight, using the chance to push the knight back.
Both were now on the ground, taking a moment to catch their breath after seemingly having it taken right out.

And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name
'Cause I was only born inside my dreams
Until you die for me, as long as there is a light
My shadow's over you 'cause I am the opposite of amnesia
And you're a cherry blossom
You're about to bloom
You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon

In that brief moment time seemed to still, the knight taking his opponent into consideration.
That face and the red hair that framed it, all was familiar, yet still it was the face of a stranger. He didn't know who the redhead was, nor could he recall why they had started the long and tiresome fight to begin with.
Having his thoughts cut short, the brunette managed to block a frontal attack just in time. The soles of his shoes dug into the ground as he was pushed back, such a powerful attack had surely caught him by surprise.
The knight's eyes widened, his sword was knocked to the side and though it was still in his hand, he couldn't react fast enough.
The redhead's hands had gotten a hold of him, covering his cheeks they had let the shotgun fall to the side. He watched as the redhead leaned in, that dark smile never wavered.
With their lips just inches apart, the redhead whispered, "Remember me."
He felt his energy fade, his knees became weak beneath him. The knight fell back, the last thing he saw being the distorted image of the redhead standing above him, above the water-like portal he had fallen through.

We've been here forever
And here's the frozen proof
I could scream forever
We are the poisoned youth

(Lyrics: Centuries by Fall Out Boy )