Slip Into The Night
Summary – A month after Ultemacia is defeated Quistis goes missing. One year later she comes back and her greeting is to assassinate Squall. QuistisSeifer, some QuistisSquall.
Author's note – I have been thinking of this story for a long time and finally I have it!! Muah! Anyway, I hope you like this story. Oh, and I do not own Final Fantasy VIII. I am not a Squall and Rinoa fan or a Rinoa fan but I'm not going to bash her. I make it how Quistis feels about her. I don't hate her I just don't care about her. Just a little heads up!
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A full moon. A perfect night for romance, star gazing, and…assassination? Nah, that's more for a new moon. Quiet, dark, like a panther hunting its prey. Slowly watching as it moves just waiting to strike for the kill. Glowing eyes gazing, staring, just a little longer. Each step must be quiet or your prey will flee. Move like a ninja until the time is right. Wait for it, then strike. Take your prey down; kill. Then when the deed is done…slip into the night.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Come in," a raspy voice said.
The door opened revealing a woman. Dressed in all black, leather. She wore a black mask that covered her mouth and nose. The only thing you could see were her piercing blue eyes and blonde hair which was tied back in a bun; her long bangs hanging on the side.
"Ahh, it's my favorite girl," the man coughed and put his cigarette out.
The woman pulled down her mask and grinned. "If it isn't my favorite fat man," she said sarcastically.
"Quistis have a seat," he gestured the chair in front of his desk.
Quistis willingly sat down and crossed her legs.
"So…I'm guessing it went alright?" he asked.
"Biggs," she leaned forward in her chair. "Do I ever let you down?" she smiled maliciously.
Biggs smiled and lit another cigarette. "That's my girl," he blew out some smoke. "Now I don't have to worry about him ratting me out," he laughed and crossed out a name on a paper.
"Easy," Quistis sighed.
"Everyone is easy for you," Biggs said, irritated.
Quistis stood and walked away from the desk. "I just want something hard, like a mission," she argued.
"Everything I give you is a mission, a mission to kill," he growled.
"I want someone who will make me shake, to make me think twice before I'm about to kill them, to…make me freeze in my tracks," she finished, her back still to Biggs.
Biggs sighed. "Well maybe someday you'll find that. If I give you a new mission right away you'll have a better chance of finding that someone," he began to offer.
Quistis rolled her eyes. She knew what he was doing but she didn't care.
"I think I have the perfect one," he said and started looking amongst the papers on his junky desk. "Here it is."
Wish granted.
"His name is Squall Leonhart in Balamb Garden," he held up the paper.
Quistis eyes widened. She froze by the name. The name of him, the one she used to love. She bit her lip, snapping her back into reality.
"Why him?" she turned around to look at Biggs.
"Does it matter?" he chuckled and slammed the paper on the desk. "Just kill him!"
Quistis stood for a moment then walked to the desk and grabbed the paper. Sure enough it had his picture along with his profile.
"What did he do?"
Biggs cocked an eyebrow. "Since when did you care?"
"Since never, just curious. He's young," she lied.
"Hm, he is but I heard he will be rough. Can you handle it?" Biggs edged on.
Quistis slammed her hand on the desk making Biggs jump. "Of course!" she hissed.
"Okay, okay," Biggs swallowed hard. "Can you leave tonight?"
"Yes," she eyed Biggs. "I'm taking my sniper," she folded the paper up and slipped it in her black boot.
"Getting lazy are we?" Biggs grinned.
Quistis put her mask back up. "Just a little," she replied and walked out of the room.
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It took Quistis longer then usual to find her next victim. She had to cross the sea. She remembered the way Squall used to be and how he changed when Rinoa came along. She always felt sad when she pictured that night at the school party. He danced with her and he didn't even know her! He barely could talk to Quistis. Quistis saw Rinoa as a brat too which she didn't think Squall deserved her but that's the way things went. A month after their final battle Quistis became bored with her life and seeing Squall with Rinoa only made her heart ache so she disappeared. She didn't think they would care if she left anyway. She traveled for a few weeks and in a desperate time comes desperate measures. She ran out of money and someone came along offering very good pay for a simple task. Simple to her at least…after the first mission. Since then her life hasn't been too bad. After a month or so she forgot all about Balamb and the people she knew.
Until now.
Quistis was outside of Balamb during the late afternoon. She wouldn't get her chance till the evening. She parked her car inside the forest next to Balamb and decided to get some sleep. Before she dozed off she wondered why Squall was in Balamb Garden anyway.
Quistis snapped awake from a dream. She dreamt of her memories. With Squall, with Seifer, with all the others. She sat up and looked at the time on her cell phone. It was about time. She got ready and strapped her sniper to her back and a small knife to her ankle. She closed the door to the car and began walking to Balamb Garden. She hated that her memories were coming back to her. When she thought of Squall she became sad and when she thought of Seifer she became angry.
"Just thinking about that jerk makes me want to punch him!" Quistis said to herself.
She put all memories and emotions away from her when she reached the Garden. She grinned, a new moon. She heard clapping inside the Garden. She snuck around and hid in shadows. Though the halls were empty she really didn't need to but you can never be too cautious. She climbed up on a window and peered through. Looking around she first spotted the headmaster. He was standing in front of a whole audience. Chairs were also aligned to the right and left of him. To his right in the first chair there sat Squall. He was dressed in a nice uniform and next to him was Rinoa. She was dressed up nice as well. Next to her were Quistis' old friends. Zell, Selphie, and Irvine. To the left of the headmaster sat people Quistis didn't know or didn't remember.
Soon people began to clap and the headmaster stepped aside. Quistis saw Squall stand and come to the microphone. He began to talk about something, Quistis didn't care. She slowly put the end of the gun through the window and pointed it at Squall. She closed her left eye and looked through the scope. Her sharp eyes (with contacts I guess since she wore glasses) looked at the young man. She put her index finger on the trigger and was ready. Suddenly, she froze her mouth numb, and stomach queezy. She began to shake which had only happened once before.
Squall was still talking and her chance was soon to be gone. It was a perfect night. A new moon, quiet, easy prey. Why couldn't she get her easy prey this time? She stumbled and the trigger pulled. Everyone screamed and ducked down. Squall got shot in the left of his chest and fell to the ground.
"Shit!" Quistis cursed and jumped down. She sprinted down the halls and strapped the gun on her back. She could still hear the people in the room. Still sprinting she was now out of Balamb Garden. She didn't care how much her chest her hurt she still ran. When she got to her car she started it and sped out of the forest and to the cliff; showing the sea. She threw the gun over the cliff and went into the car to change clothes. She was happy she hadn't brought many weapons to dispose of. She put her knife and her assassin outfit in a secret compartment underneath her seat and decided to stay there for the night.
It took her a long time to fall asleep.
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Quistis woke early and decided to head to Dollet. When she got close there was a line to go in. The assassination attempt failed which meant annoying police. When it finally was her turn they searched her car but couldn't find anything. Quistis loved her secret hiding compartment. They let her through and she parked her car. When she got out she was blinded by the sun. Over the year she became a night person. She wore a long sleeved navy blue turtle neck sweater with black khaki pants and black high heel boots. It showed off her body quite nicely, the way she liked it now.
"Well, well if it isn't my old teacher," Quistis heard a familiar voice say.
She groaned and turned around to see Seifer with a big grin on his face.
He eyed Quistis. "Correction- my very fine teacher," he grinned, arrogantly.