I transmit my memories. Most likely for the last time.
We have sealed off the Iifa tree. My brother and I. I must admit is was pretty suprising to see the true power he had.
He left, thinking I was dead. I was not.
I can feel it now. Someone is removing the seal on the tree.
I can not stop them. I have no power left.
I can only reach out to my brother....Zidane Tribal...
-*-
"Yo, we're gonna reach Alexandria any minute, Zidane. You better get your ass movin' " Blank suggested.
"Sure." Zidane muttered and waited for Blank to leave.
He did, after staring at Zidane for two minutes straight.
As Blank left, Zidane pressed his head up against the wall, and let out a long sigh.
He smiled.
This was going to be one hell of a show.
-*-
I sat on my throne, watching the play.
I was hardly paying any attention though. I'd seen it a million times before. My thoughts slowly shifted to Zidane.
Zidane. No matter how many times I am told to let go of him, I just can't. It hurts too much.
I leaned closer to watch the play. There was a dark figure in a robe who, I assumed, was Marcus. Strangely enough, I started to gain interest in the play as I watched Marcus. He was the only one who even seemed to be able to grab my attention.
His movement, his voice, it all reminded me of Zidane. I slowly started to take a liking this guy. I'd never liked anyone since Zidane left.
And then the moment came.
"Bring my beloved Dagger to me!" yelled Marcus, as he threw off his robe to reveal Zidane underneath.
I was literally shocked. I got out of my seat to lean closer and view the truth.
I blinked my eyes a few times to make sure this was real. Sure enough, the image didn't go away.
I got out of my seat and ran towards the door. Beatrix and Steiner were smiling. Did they have something to do with this? No, I'd deal with them later.
I ran through the castle and double doors, ran through the crowd, pushing people aside like I'd never done before. I was near the stage when my pendant went flying.
Zidane or the pendant.
Screw the pendant.
I ran on stage and threw myself into Zidane's arms. I just stayed there. I was literally too shocked to move.
Perhaps, if I hadn't been so shocked, I would have saw the arrow flying through the air and straight into Zidane's neck.
-*-
"D-dagger, please calm down." Vivi tried.
"Calm down? How can I calm down after that!?" Dagger shreaked.
"I-I'm sure Zidane'll be alright. I mean, he survived worse right?" Vivi started.
"Thanks, Vivi. I'm going to go check on Zidane now." Dagger said as she walked through the castle to the emergency room.
"My queen." started doctor Tot.
"Yes?" replied Dagger.
"Zidane's condition is currently stable. He'll live." Toto answered.
Dagger let out a sigh of relief and ran through the doors to the emergency room.
"Zidane..." she let out, seeing Zidane on the bed.
"Hmm....Dagger..." Zidane muttered in his sleep.
"Zidane, wake up!" Dagger cried.
Zidane's eyes opened to see Dagger standing over him.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
"That's my line..." joked Zidane.
"Oh, come on! Seriously." Dagger yelled.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but someone ruined my moment." Zidane moaned.
"Then how about we contine it?" asked Dagger as she sat down on the bed and embraced Zidane again.
He smiled, sat up, and the two embraced in a long, passionate kiss.
"Dear, I do believe this is the closest we've ever been." muttered Zidane.
"So, what did you want to do today?" asked Dagger.
"Hmm....We never went on that date, remember?" Zidane said hopefully.
"Alright."
"What?"
"I said, alright."
"Alright, then. How about tonight?"
"Sure."
It was then that Steiner decided to walk in.
"My queen, so this is-?" Steiner started.
"My deepest apologies! It would seem I came in at a most unappropriate time. Forgive me!" cried Steiner as he shut the door.
Zidane held his breath for three seconds before he burst out laughing.
*-*
Steiner had never been so embarassed in his life.
He ran without looking up until he ran right into Beatrix.
"Beatrix, my apologies. I had a rather unpleasant experience right now." Steiner explained.
Beatrix held back laughter.
"Which was?"
"I walked in on the queen and Zidane and-" Steiner started.
Beatrix cut him off.
"-we know what happened after that." she interrupted and burst out laughing.
Steiner's face went red.
"Tell me, why are you lying Steiner?" Beatrix asked.
"Lying? I am not-" Steiner started.
"But you are. How could Zidane be there when I just saw him heading towards the emergency room?" Beatrix questioned.
It took several seconds for this to click in Steiner's head.
And by the time it did, it was too late.
-*-
The door to the emergency room bursed open and in it's place stood a very angry fake Zidane.
"What the hell-" Zidane started.
"Mission: Destroy Zidane Tribal. I exist only to kill." the fake Zidane muttered and lunged at Zidane with his knife.
Zidane, having thief reflexes, rolled off the bed and lunged at the imposter with his dagger.
The imposter seemed to use everything the same as him and Zidane could hardly even touch the imposter.
Just then the door burst open and Beatrix, Steiner and Vivi ran in.
"Who's who?!" screamed Steiner as he tried to disarm the real Zidane.
Beatrix, using her superior strength, managed to wrestle the imposter to the ground and disarm him.
"Which one's the real Zidane?" asked Dagger.
Zidane's heart skipped a beat.
"My queen? Which one...?" asked Beatrix.
"I would say this one." Dagger said, pointing to the fake Zidane.
"Wait." muttered Vivi as he entered the room.
"The fake Zidane has muddy shoes. I remember. I saw him walking through the town and towards the castle." Vivi confirmed.
"So the fake one is?" Beatrix asked.
"This one." confirmed Vivi, pointing to the fake Zidane.
"My queen?" asked Steiner.
"Lock the fake one up. But keep him alive for interrogation." Dagger ordered.
The fake Zidane swore under his breath and glared at Zidane as he was taken away by Beatrix and Steiner.
*-*
"So who sent you? Why?" demanded Zidane as he interrogiated the imposter.
"Nighthawks....demon of the north..." he replied.
"Demon of the north?" Zidane questioned.
"You, dumbass." he replied again.
"Watch your mouth, pathetic excuse for an imposter. What's your name?" Zidane asked.
"Hehe....Names don't really tell you much, do they? Akil, if you must know, demon of the north." Akil taunted.
Zidane's fist connected with Akil's face.
"Why do you want me dead?" asked Zidane.
"I don't want to answer your questions anymore, demon..." Akil said.
"You leave me now choice. So you want to go under the iron or chains?" Zidane asked.
"Hehehe...No more games. I will complete my mission." Akil laughed, then moved with suprising agility and strength, bending the bars of his cell and leaping on to Zidane.
Akil smirked as he heard Beatrix running towards them.
"Too late, rose of may." Akil smiled madly as he pinned Zidane down, pulled Zidane's dagger out of its sheath, and brought it down with all the force he could muster, plunging it deep into Zidane's chest.
He chuckled to himself as he downed his poisoned drink. There was no way he could be taken alive now.
*-*
Doctor Tot closed the door to the emergency room and turn to face all of the people Zidane had traveled with. After hearing the news, everyone had come to Alexandria within the hour.
He lowered his head and began to speak.
"Z-Zidane had been stabbed several times in the chest. One of them hit his heart. I'm afraid the wound was fatal. Zidane Tribal is dead..."
We have sealed off the Iifa tree. My brother and I. I must admit is was pretty suprising to see the true power he had.
He left, thinking I was dead. I was not.
I can feel it now. Someone is removing the seal on the tree.
I can not stop them. I have no power left.
I can only reach out to my brother....Zidane Tribal...
-*-
"Yo, we're gonna reach Alexandria any minute, Zidane. You better get your ass movin' " Blank suggested.
"Sure." Zidane muttered and waited for Blank to leave.
He did, after staring at Zidane for two minutes straight.
As Blank left, Zidane pressed his head up against the wall, and let out a long sigh.
He smiled.
This was going to be one hell of a show.
-*-
I sat on my throne, watching the play.
I was hardly paying any attention though. I'd seen it a million times before. My thoughts slowly shifted to Zidane.
Zidane. No matter how many times I am told to let go of him, I just can't. It hurts too much.
I leaned closer to watch the play. There was a dark figure in a robe who, I assumed, was Marcus. Strangely enough, I started to gain interest in the play as I watched Marcus. He was the only one who even seemed to be able to grab my attention.
His movement, his voice, it all reminded me of Zidane. I slowly started to take a liking this guy. I'd never liked anyone since Zidane left.
And then the moment came.
"Bring my beloved Dagger to me!" yelled Marcus, as he threw off his robe to reveal Zidane underneath.
I was literally shocked. I got out of my seat to lean closer and view the truth.
I blinked my eyes a few times to make sure this was real. Sure enough, the image didn't go away.
I got out of my seat and ran towards the door. Beatrix and Steiner were smiling. Did they have something to do with this? No, I'd deal with them later.
I ran through the castle and double doors, ran through the crowd, pushing people aside like I'd never done before. I was near the stage when my pendant went flying.
Zidane or the pendant.
Screw the pendant.
I ran on stage and threw myself into Zidane's arms. I just stayed there. I was literally too shocked to move.
Perhaps, if I hadn't been so shocked, I would have saw the arrow flying through the air and straight into Zidane's neck.
-*-
"D-dagger, please calm down." Vivi tried.
"Calm down? How can I calm down after that!?" Dagger shreaked.
"I-I'm sure Zidane'll be alright. I mean, he survived worse right?" Vivi started.
"Thanks, Vivi. I'm going to go check on Zidane now." Dagger said as she walked through the castle to the emergency room.
"My queen." started doctor Tot.
"Yes?" replied Dagger.
"Zidane's condition is currently stable. He'll live." Toto answered.
Dagger let out a sigh of relief and ran through the doors to the emergency room.
"Zidane..." she let out, seeing Zidane on the bed.
"Hmm....Dagger..." Zidane muttered in his sleep.
"Zidane, wake up!" Dagger cried.
Zidane's eyes opened to see Dagger standing over him.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
"That's my line..." joked Zidane.
"Oh, come on! Seriously." Dagger yelled.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but someone ruined my moment." Zidane moaned.
"Then how about we contine it?" asked Dagger as she sat down on the bed and embraced Zidane again.
He smiled, sat up, and the two embraced in a long, passionate kiss.
"Dear, I do believe this is the closest we've ever been." muttered Zidane.
"So, what did you want to do today?" asked Dagger.
"Hmm....We never went on that date, remember?" Zidane said hopefully.
"Alright."
"What?"
"I said, alright."
"Alright, then. How about tonight?"
"Sure."
It was then that Steiner decided to walk in.
"My queen, so this is-?" Steiner started.
"My deepest apologies! It would seem I came in at a most unappropriate time. Forgive me!" cried Steiner as he shut the door.
Zidane held his breath for three seconds before he burst out laughing.
*-*
Steiner had never been so embarassed in his life.
He ran without looking up until he ran right into Beatrix.
"Beatrix, my apologies. I had a rather unpleasant experience right now." Steiner explained.
Beatrix held back laughter.
"Which was?"
"I walked in on the queen and Zidane and-" Steiner started.
Beatrix cut him off.
"-we know what happened after that." she interrupted and burst out laughing.
Steiner's face went red.
"Tell me, why are you lying Steiner?" Beatrix asked.
"Lying? I am not-" Steiner started.
"But you are. How could Zidane be there when I just saw him heading towards the emergency room?" Beatrix questioned.
It took several seconds for this to click in Steiner's head.
And by the time it did, it was too late.
-*-
The door to the emergency room bursed open and in it's place stood a very angry fake Zidane.
"What the hell-" Zidane started.
"Mission: Destroy Zidane Tribal. I exist only to kill." the fake Zidane muttered and lunged at Zidane with his knife.
Zidane, having thief reflexes, rolled off the bed and lunged at the imposter with his dagger.
The imposter seemed to use everything the same as him and Zidane could hardly even touch the imposter.
Just then the door burst open and Beatrix, Steiner and Vivi ran in.
"Who's who?!" screamed Steiner as he tried to disarm the real Zidane.
Beatrix, using her superior strength, managed to wrestle the imposter to the ground and disarm him.
"Which one's the real Zidane?" asked Dagger.
Zidane's heart skipped a beat.
"My queen? Which one...?" asked Beatrix.
"I would say this one." Dagger said, pointing to the fake Zidane.
"Wait." muttered Vivi as he entered the room.
"The fake Zidane has muddy shoes. I remember. I saw him walking through the town and towards the castle." Vivi confirmed.
"So the fake one is?" Beatrix asked.
"This one." confirmed Vivi, pointing to the fake Zidane.
"My queen?" asked Steiner.
"Lock the fake one up. But keep him alive for interrogation." Dagger ordered.
The fake Zidane swore under his breath and glared at Zidane as he was taken away by Beatrix and Steiner.
*-*
"So who sent you? Why?" demanded Zidane as he interrogiated the imposter.
"Nighthawks....demon of the north..." he replied.
"Demon of the north?" Zidane questioned.
"You, dumbass." he replied again.
"Watch your mouth, pathetic excuse for an imposter. What's your name?" Zidane asked.
"Hehe....Names don't really tell you much, do they? Akil, if you must know, demon of the north." Akil taunted.
Zidane's fist connected with Akil's face.
"Why do you want me dead?" asked Zidane.
"I don't want to answer your questions anymore, demon..." Akil said.
"You leave me now choice. So you want to go under the iron or chains?" Zidane asked.
"Hehehe...No more games. I will complete my mission." Akil laughed, then moved with suprising agility and strength, bending the bars of his cell and leaping on to Zidane.
Akil smirked as he heard Beatrix running towards them.
"Too late, rose of may." Akil smiled madly as he pinned Zidane down, pulled Zidane's dagger out of its sheath, and brought it down with all the force he could muster, plunging it deep into Zidane's chest.
He chuckled to himself as he downed his poisoned drink. There was no way he could be taken alive now.
*-*
Doctor Tot closed the door to the emergency room and turn to face all of the people Zidane had traveled with. After hearing the news, everyone had come to Alexandria within the hour.
He lowered his head and began to speak.
"Z-Zidane had been stabbed several times in the chest. One of them hit his heart. I'm afraid the wound was fatal. Zidane Tribal is dead..."