Title- I Will Die For You
Author- BloodOfAngelsX
~ I don't own FF8 nor it's characters. But with the setting of fantasy they might be OOC! So don't yell at me if they are! *blah* okay! I might plug in my own characters and stuff, this is fantasy/angst/romance so there! ~
Chapter- One
Title- Majesty, I Follow You.
~Balamb Kingdom ~
In the kingdom of Balamb, everything was at rest. Nothing disturbed except the trumpets blared amongst the bustling crowd infront of a booth.
"Now now! There's one for everyone!" the boothman announced.
He was selling prized doughnuts from the larger kingdom, Liberil Fatalia(I hope I spelt it right).
Amongst the crowd was a well dressed young man with a tattoo on his left cheek. The markings indicating he was a knight. "Ah, Sir.Zell. A pleasure to see you around my booth," the boothman said with a smile.
Zell smiled back. "I'm only passing through on my morning patrol, Ceilis. Nice business you're running, though. I see nothing illegal about it. So, go on with your prospering business and get yourself a nice place to live," he replied and made his way through the crowd.
"Thank you! And give my regards to his majesty and her highness!"
Zell entered the castle a few moments later and was greeted by his fellow knight, Vincent. "Vincent, has his majesty called for me?" Zell inquired.
"No, he hasn't. But if I hear anything, I'll tell you," Vincent replied with a smile.
Zell looked over Vincent's shoulder and caught a glimpse of the queen. She was young for a queen, only eighteen. His majesty was well over his thirties, this marriage was brought on by her highness's parents whom had plummeted in gold. By the queen's marriage, her family has now prospered in Trabia. But there was a rumor going around that the queen was fooling around behind her majesties back, Zell knew of this too well. Vincent was the first to hear the rumor and passed it on like a blood hound. "Zell? Zell, come back to reality, Zell!" Vincent's voice called.
"Hm? Oh, sorry. I was just staring off into space," Zell replied with a low tone.
"It's fine, well. I should get going on my rounds, see you around!"
Vincent rushed down the hallway and Zell entered the room his highness had entered. "Highness?" Zell said.
"Is that you, Zell?" came a reply.
Zell rounded a corner and found the queen sitting on the floor, her knees pulled to her chest and her mascara running down her cheeks. "What's happened?" Zell inquired as he rushed to his lady's side.
"He wants a child, Zell! I'm not ready for children...he says he wants an heir to the throne. And every night...every night," the queen broke down into sobs.
Zell nelt beside his highness. "But, we need an heir. Maybe...maybe you could have a child."
"But I don't want one, Zell. I'm only eighteen!"
Zell backed off a bit, he knew he wasn't good talking to women. That's mostly why he didn't hang around them much, he hated their whining. But his highness was different, way different. "I'm sorry, highness. I know how young you are to be married to an old man like his majesty. Not to be rude of talking this way of his majesty, though."
The queen looked at Zell with her dark eyes, the white tinged pink from crying. "I want out of this...this...hell, I want to be a teenager while I still am one!"
Zell stood up. "But, you're married to the king."
"Zell...help me get out of here."
"What!? I cannot disobey my majesty!"
The queen stood up and wiped the tears from her cheeks, spreading the mascara. "I order you to help me, I am the queen!"
"Highness....the king needs you, and I would be beheaded if he found out! He would find out that you're gone!"
"Call me by my name, Zell."
"What?"
The queen stepped forward a step. "Sibil..."
"Sibil?"
"That's my name, Zell."
Zell nodded and Sibil took his hand gently. He looked at her and gazed into her enchanting, young eyes. "Take me away from here, Zell. I don't want to be here..I don't want to be with that old man of a king...I want to be free. I want to get dirty for once and stick my feet into the muddy waters of the swamps! Anything but this!" Sibil pleaded.
"Fine...I'll do it...but it's only because you are the queen," Zell said.
Sibil smiled and raised his hands up with hers. "I'll repay you, somehow. Dear knight."
~ The Journey To Freedom ~
That evening, Sibil had packed clothing and other needy items. She arrived in the stables, stood next to a pitch black horse and waited for Zell to arrive. Zell entered the stables without any luggage but he wore a peasants outfit. "Why are you wearing that?" Sibil inquired.
"I don't want to be noticed as a knight," he replied and started to gear up his horse.
"But..your tattoo, won't it give you away?"
Zell stopped and turned to look at the queen, gazing into her eyes. "Everyone...well, almost anyone who can take the pain has this tattoo."
Sibil nodded and as soon as Zell finished gearing the horse up and mounted it, she planted herself behind him. Her luggage was tied to the horses' sides by it's rear. Soon they were off into the woodlands, going far from the castle and their old lives.
~ Nightfall ~
"Zell...have you ever wondered what it would be like without proper order?" Sibil inquired as they unloaded the luggage from the black stallion.
"No, I haven't. I'm a knight, with loyalty that has been scarred. I will never return to the kingdom now, I have ashamed the castle of Balamb. Ever since I was a child, I looked up to many knights. Watching my older brother become a knight inspired me...but then he was killed in a battle. I hated the kingdom but then again I wanted to be a knight badly, I wanted to be the best and then it struck me that I wanted to take the place of my brother. To show my mother I wasn't useless and show her that I was over my brother and father dying in combat. I told her many tales of how I was going to battle Liberil Fatalia and conquer it some day. Dreams of mine have come true, but then again I'm alone. My mother passed away a year ago, I've trained hard and most of all I wanted to show everyone I wasn't just a runt. I was also the son of a great knight and the brother of an honorable young man. But now...I'm helping the queen run away, I've dishonored the kingdom and myself. My father and brother look at me with shame," Zell replied with a harsh tone.
Sibil's heart clenched, she felt angry and sad at the same time. All she could do was stare at Zell as he finished ungearing the horse, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. "I'm sorry...I didn't know," was all she could say.
"It's fine, loyalty always forgets to ask personal questions before seeing the inner being."
Zell dropped the last of the luggage and walked past Sibil. He gathered wood in the center of a pit and started a small fire, Sibil joined him by the fire. "Zell...were you from the village?" she inquired.
"Yes, I was," was his reply without looking at her.
'So! Now I'm the enemy!?"
Zell turned just as Sibil jumped up and ran into the woods. "Highness!!" Zell yelled.
He got up and ran after her. Sibil pushed through bushes, she heard Zell coming after her. Just then someone dropped down from above and grabbed her, the attacker then went back up into the trees just as Zell caught up. "Highness!!" Zell cried.
Sibil couldn't scream. She felt that the chest was flat so she knew the attacker was a man, he smelt like fire smoke and a slightly mellow fragrance. Soon she felt the ground was beneath her, she began to thrash about but the man wouldn't let her go. "I won't hurt you," came a soft voice.
It wasn't from the man holding her, but from someone in the shadows. "W-w-who are you?" Sibil managed to choke.
A young man with a scar running down the bridge of his nose and ending at his cheek stepped into the light. "My name...is Squall, a bandit as you might say. So, you're the queen of Balamb, eh?" he inquired.
"I'm not the queen any longer! And tell this man behind me to let me go!" Sibil growled.
The hold released and Sibil turned around, a young man with a scar almost identical to Squall's stood there. A grin plastered on his flawless face. "Who are you?"
"My name is Seifer, a bandit also. Now, queeny. We want your goods," the young man replied.
Sibil blushed and screamed, Squall leaped but Sibil dashed out of the way. She headed for a building made of sticks and screamed again as Seifer grabbed her by the hair. He yanked back and Sibil fell onto her back. Seifer leaned over her and Sibil went to scream, he covered her mouth with a hand and gazed into her eyes. His face only inches away from hers and his other hand wandering on Sibil's clothing. Sibil's mind screamed for help, she thought about Zell and she wanted to see him again. She couldn't open her mouth to bite Seifer's hand either. Her mind screamed for Zell.
"Seifer! We've got company!" came Squall's cry.
"Where's her highness!?" Zell's voice yelled.
The sound of swords clashing and a yelp reng through the air. Seifer got up as Zell strode towards him and Sibil, who was frightened so much she couldn't move. "You dare to come here? Do you even know who we are?" Seifer inquired.
"No, and I don't care. Beings that you kidnapped the queen means I must kill you," Zell replied with an almost drone voice.
Sibil stared at Zell as he stood there, tall and honorable. She felt her heartbeat quickening as he gazed down at her with eyes full of caring and blood lust. "You bastard! I'm gonna rip you limb from limb if you killed Squall!"
Zell took his sword into ready position as Seifer withdrew his sword from its' sheath. The two dashed towards each other and contacted swords. Sibil's whole body realized she wasn't moving and she sat up. She pushed herself away from the battling warriors, watching them intentivly like a young child awaiting a treat. But she knew how serious this battle was, only one of them would be left standing. She grimiced as Zell's cheek was cut by Seifer's blade, blood gushed from the wound but Zell seemed to not notice it. The two came together one last time and Seifer fell to the ground with a neck wound. Zell twirled his sword in his hand and returned it to its' sheath. Sibil stood up shakely as the wounded Zell made his way over to her, his side was cut but it was only a minor cut. "You alright?" Zell inquired.
Sibil was too frightened to even respond but she wasn't too afraid to faint into his arms. Zell lifted her into his arms and made his way back to camp.
Sibil opened her eyes and gazed into the fire next to her, she felt the warmth and breathed in the scent of the fire. She looked around and Zell wasn't there. "Zell?" she murmered and sat up.
Zell emerged from the woodlands, his shirt was laying beside Sibil and she realized his side was tended to. His cheek had a white bandage over it, one he had taken along for emergencies. "You feeling better?" he inquired.
Sibil nodded solemnly as he sat down across from her and set some wood into the fire. His eyes watching the flames as they danced to their own rhythm. Sibil shifted herself so she was comfortable. "Thank you..." she said quietly.
"It's my job...to protect you, Sibil."
Sibil layed back down and closed her eyes slowly, just before her eyelids came together she saw Zell looking at her. She wanted to stare into his eyes, but then again she didn't. They held a secret even she wouldn't be able to handle, one she knew about but yet didn't want to ask about. So she fell asleep to the sound of the wood crackling and the crickets chirping in a harmony.
~ The Next Morning ~
Zell woke up the next morning and stretched, he yawned and gazed over at Sibil who was still sleeping. He walked over and brushed a strand of hair from her face, he stopped suddenly and stared at her as she slept. Zell shook his head and ran into the woods as Sibil started to wake up. She sat up and brushed her hand through her hair and yawned. Sibil got up and started to shiver, her whole body trembled and she fell to her knees. "No...stop it! Leave me alone!" she screamed.
She felt hands all over her body, voices filling her head and a tightened fist on her heart. The words of an inscription began to transfer to her mind, her whole body began to shut down. "Sibil!" Zell's voice cried out to her.
The black hole then appeared and wrapped around Sibil, she opened her eyes. "Zell!"
The black hole exploded and her body stopped trembling. She came back to reality and Zell was nelt beside her. "What happened, Sibil?" he inquired.
She felt revealed. "I don't know...we should get out of this forest...and I mean now. Before bandits or other things appear," Sibil replied with a shakey voice.
"You'll take the horse, I'll get the luggage then."
Sibil mounted the horse and Zell gathered the luggage and led the horse out of the woodlands. They soon came near Liberali Fatalia, the largest kingdom in the world.
To Be Continued. Ah, how'd you like it?! Wanna know who the king to this place is???!!! I'M NOT SPOILING IT! So, please review so I know to write more. And yes, it sounds like a remake of Fushigi Yuugi's (when Tamahome saves Miaka from those sick bandits, part) but it ishnot! I just thought that a very disturbing part would put the story together. Don't worry..more disturbing stuff to come ^^ mwahaahaha! _; kidding. It might get a little lovey dovey, so for those who love those you'll find it very cute or something. And there's still violence and stuff like that! So dun worry 'bout it an' review!!
~ I don't own FF8 nor it's characters. But with the setting of fantasy they might be OOC! So don't yell at me if they are! *blah* okay! I might plug in my own characters and stuff, this is fantasy/angst/romance so there! ~
Chapter- One
Title- Majesty, I Follow You.
~Balamb Kingdom ~
In the kingdom of Balamb, everything was at rest. Nothing disturbed except the trumpets blared amongst the bustling crowd infront of a booth.
"Now now! There's one for everyone!" the boothman announced.
He was selling prized doughnuts from the larger kingdom, Liberil Fatalia(I hope I spelt it right).
Amongst the crowd was a well dressed young man with a tattoo on his left cheek. The markings indicating he was a knight. "Ah, Sir.Zell. A pleasure to see you around my booth," the boothman said with a smile.
Zell smiled back. "I'm only passing through on my morning patrol, Ceilis. Nice business you're running, though. I see nothing illegal about it. So, go on with your prospering business and get yourself a nice place to live," he replied and made his way through the crowd.
"Thank you! And give my regards to his majesty and her highness!"
Zell entered the castle a few moments later and was greeted by his fellow knight, Vincent. "Vincent, has his majesty called for me?" Zell inquired.
"No, he hasn't. But if I hear anything, I'll tell you," Vincent replied with a smile.
Zell looked over Vincent's shoulder and caught a glimpse of the queen. She was young for a queen, only eighteen. His majesty was well over his thirties, this marriage was brought on by her highness's parents whom had plummeted in gold. By the queen's marriage, her family has now prospered in Trabia. But there was a rumor going around that the queen was fooling around behind her majesties back, Zell knew of this too well. Vincent was the first to hear the rumor and passed it on like a blood hound. "Zell? Zell, come back to reality, Zell!" Vincent's voice called.
"Hm? Oh, sorry. I was just staring off into space," Zell replied with a low tone.
"It's fine, well. I should get going on my rounds, see you around!"
Vincent rushed down the hallway and Zell entered the room his highness had entered. "Highness?" Zell said.
"Is that you, Zell?" came a reply.
Zell rounded a corner and found the queen sitting on the floor, her knees pulled to her chest and her mascara running down her cheeks. "What's happened?" Zell inquired as he rushed to his lady's side.
"He wants a child, Zell! I'm not ready for children...he says he wants an heir to the throne. And every night...every night," the queen broke down into sobs.
Zell nelt beside his highness. "But, we need an heir. Maybe...maybe you could have a child."
"But I don't want one, Zell. I'm only eighteen!"
Zell backed off a bit, he knew he wasn't good talking to women. That's mostly why he didn't hang around them much, he hated their whining. But his highness was different, way different. "I'm sorry, highness. I know how young you are to be married to an old man like his majesty. Not to be rude of talking this way of his majesty, though."
The queen looked at Zell with her dark eyes, the white tinged pink from crying. "I want out of this...this...hell, I want to be a teenager while I still am one!"
Zell stood up. "But, you're married to the king."
"Zell...help me get out of here."
"What!? I cannot disobey my majesty!"
The queen stood up and wiped the tears from her cheeks, spreading the mascara. "I order you to help me, I am the queen!"
"Highness....the king needs you, and I would be beheaded if he found out! He would find out that you're gone!"
"Call me by my name, Zell."
"What?"
The queen stepped forward a step. "Sibil..."
"Sibil?"
"That's my name, Zell."
Zell nodded and Sibil took his hand gently. He looked at her and gazed into her enchanting, young eyes. "Take me away from here, Zell. I don't want to be here..I don't want to be with that old man of a king...I want to be free. I want to get dirty for once and stick my feet into the muddy waters of the swamps! Anything but this!" Sibil pleaded.
"Fine...I'll do it...but it's only because you are the queen," Zell said.
Sibil smiled and raised his hands up with hers. "I'll repay you, somehow. Dear knight."
~ The Journey To Freedom ~
That evening, Sibil had packed clothing and other needy items. She arrived in the stables, stood next to a pitch black horse and waited for Zell to arrive. Zell entered the stables without any luggage but he wore a peasants outfit. "Why are you wearing that?" Sibil inquired.
"I don't want to be noticed as a knight," he replied and started to gear up his horse.
"But..your tattoo, won't it give you away?"
Zell stopped and turned to look at the queen, gazing into her eyes. "Everyone...well, almost anyone who can take the pain has this tattoo."
Sibil nodded and as soon as Zell finished gearing the horse up and mounted it, she planted herself behind him. Her luggage was tied to the horses' sides by it's rear. Soon they were off into the woodlands, going far from the castle and their old lives.
~ Nightfall ~
"Zell...have you ever wondered what it would be like without proper order?" Sibil inquired as they unloaded the luggage from the black stallion.
"No, I haven't. I'm a knight, with loyalty that has been scarred. I will never return to the kingdom now, I have ashamed the castle of Balamb. Ever since I was a child, I looked up to many knights. Watching my older brother become a knight inspired me...but then he was killed in a battle. I hated the kingdom but then again I wanted to be a knight badly, I wanted to be the best and then it struck me that I wanted to take the place of my brother. To show my mother I wasn't useless and show her that I was over my brother and father dying in combat. I told her many tales of how I was going to battle Liberil Fatalia and conquer it some day. Dreams of mine have come true, but then again I'm alone. My mother passed away a year ago, I've trained hard and most of all I wanted to show everyone I wasn't just a runt. I was also the son of a great knight and the brother of an honorable young man. But now...I'm helping the queen run away, I've dishonored the kingdom and myself. My father and brother look at me with shame," Zell replied with a harsh tone.
Sibil's heart clenched, she felt angry and sad at the same time. All she could do was stare at Zell as he finished ungearing the horse, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. "I'm sorry...I didn't know," was all she could say.
"It's fine, loyalty always forgets to ask personal questions before seeing the inner being."
Zell dropped the last of the luggage and walked past Sibil. He gathered wood in the center of a pit and started a small fire, Sibil joined him by the fire. "Zell...were you from the village?" she inquired.
"Yes, I was," was his reply without looking at her.
'So! Now I'm the enemy!?"
Zell turned just as Sibil jumped up and ran into the woods. "Highness!!" Zell yelled.
He got up and ran after her. Sibil pushed through bushes, she heard Zell coming after her. Just then someone dropped down from above and grabbed her, the attacker then went back up into the trees just as Zell caught up. "Highness!!" Zell cried.
Sibil couldn't scream. She felt that the chest was flat so she knew the attacker was a man, he smelt like fire smoke and a slightly mellow fragrance. Soon she felt the ground was beneath her, she began to thrash about but the man wouldn't let her go. "I won't hurt you," came a soft voice.
It wasn't from the man holding her, but from someone in the shadows. "W-w-who are you?" Sibil managed to choke.
A young man with a scar running down the bridge of his nose and ending at his cheek stepped into the light. "My name...is Squall, a bandit as you might say. So, you're the queen of Balamb, eh?" he inquired.
"I'm not the queen any longer! And tell this man behind me to let me go!" Sibil growled.
The hold released and Sibil turned around, a young man with a scar almost identical to Squall's stood there. A grin plastered on his flawless face. "Who are you?"
"My name is Seifer, a bandit also. Now, queeny. We want your goods," the young man replied.
Sibil blushed and screamed, Squall leaped but Sibil dashed out of the way. She headed for a building made of sticks and screamed again as Seifer grabbed her by the hair. He yanked back and Sibil fell onto her back. Seifer leaned over her and Sibil went to scream, he covered her mouth with a hand and gazed into her eyes. His face only inches away from hers and his other hand wandering on Sibil's clothing. Sibil's mind screamed for help, she thought about Zell and she wanted to see him again. She couldn't open her mouth to bite Seifer's hand either. Her mind screamed for Zell.
"Seifer! We've got company!" came Squall's cry.
"Where's her highness!?" Zell's voice yelled.
The sound of swords clashing and a yelp reng through the air. Seifer got up as Zell strode towards him and Sibil, who was frightened so much she couldn't move. "You dare to come here? Do you even know who we are?" Seifer inquired.
"No, and I don't care. Beings that you kidnapped the queen means I must kill you," Zell replied with an almost drone voice.
Sibil stared at Zell as he stood there, tall and honorable. She felt her heartbeat quickening as he gazed down at her with eyes full of caring and blood lust. "You bastard! I'm gonna rip you limb from limb if you killed Squall!"
Zell took his sword into ready position as Seifer withdrew his sword from its' sheath. The two dashed towards each other and contacted swords. Sibil's whole body realized she wasn't moving and she sat up. She pushed herself away from the battling warriors, watching them intentivly like a young child awaiting a treat. But she knew how serious this battle was, only one of them would be left standing. She grimiced as Zell's cheek was cut by Seifer's blade, blood gushed from the wound but Zell seemed to not notice it. The two came together one last time and Seifer fell to the ground with a neck wound. Zell twirled his sword in his hand and returned it to its' sheath. Sibil stood up shakely as the wounded Zell made his way over to her, his side was cut but it was only a minor cut. "You alright?" Zell inquired.
Sibil was too frightened to even respond but she wasn't too afraid to faint into his arms. Zell lifted her into his arms and made his way back to camp.
Sibil opened her eyes and gazed into the fire next to her, she felt the warmth and breathed in the scent of the fire. She looked around and Zell wasn't there. "Zell?" she murmered and sat up.
Zell emerged from the woodlands, his shirt was laying beside Sibil and she realized his side was tended to. His cheek had a white bandage over it, one he had taken along for emergencies. "You feeling better?" he inquired.
Sibil nodded solemnly as he sat down across from her and set some wood into the fire. His eyes watching the flames as they danced to their own rhythm. Sibil shifted herself so she was comfortable. "Thank you..." she said quietly.
"It's my job...to protect you, Sibil."
Sibil layed back down and closed her eyes slowly, just before her eyelids came together she saw Zell looking at her. She wanted to stare into his eyes, but then again she didn't. They held a secret even she wouldn't be able to handle, one she knew about but yet didn't want to ask about. So she fell asleep to the sound of the wood crackling and the crickets chirping in a harmony.
~ The Next Morning ~
Zell woke up the next morning and stretched, he yawned and gazed over at Sibil who was still sleeping. He walked over and brushed a strand of hair from her face, he stopped suddenly and stared at her as she slept. Zell shook his head and ran into the woods as Sibil started to wake up. She sat up and brushed her hand through her hair and yawned. Sibil got up and started to shiver, her whole body trembled and she fell to her knees. "No...stop it! Leave me alone!" she screamed.
She felt hands all over her body, voices filling her head and a tightened fist on her heart. The words of an inscription began to transfer to her mind, her whole body began to shut down. "Sibil!" Zell's voice cried out to her.
The black hole then appeared and wrapped around Sibil, she opened her eyes. "Zell!"
The black hole exploded and her body stopped trembling. She came back to reality and Zell was nelt beside her. "What happened, Sibil?" he inquired.
She felt revealed. "I don't know...we should get out of this forest...and I mean now. Before bandits or other things appear," Sibil replied with a shakey voice.
"You'll take the horse, I'll get the luggage then."
Sibil mounted the horse and Zell gathered the luggage and led the horse out of the woodlands. They soon came near Liberali Fatalia, the largest kingdom in the world.
To Be Continued. Ah, how'd you like it?! Wanna know who the king to this place is???!!! I'M NOT SPOILING IT! So, please review so I know to write more. And yes, it sounds like a remake of Fushigi Yuugi's (when Tamahome saves Miaka from those sick bandits, part) but it ishnot! I just thought that a very disturbing part would put the story together. Don't worry..more disturbing stuff to come ^^ mwahaahaha! _; kidding. It might get a little lovey dovey, so for those who love those you'll find it very cute or something. And there's still violence and stuff like that! So dun worry 'bout it an' review!!