To Need To Hate

by shadowno

After waking from a strange dream, Seifer has found that his strength has grown incredibly. Now that he has learned of the plot against his rival, can he save Squall, and defeat the evil that approaches.

To need to hate

Chapter 1

The Garden was quiet, and dark. Unbeknownst to anyone however, there was one dorm room that was not so silent. Laying in bed, sweat pouring from his body, Seifer was suffering through a reaccuring nightmare. He tossed and turned, desperately trying to awaken from the mental torture we was going through. He had no idea who it was, or why, but he watched as the faceless figure stood above the man. The man, he knew very well. Squall struggled to breath as the figure wrapped it's hands around his throat, and slowly strangled the life out of him. Seifer was unable to move, and forced to watch as his long time rival fell to the floor, his lifeless eyes staring up at Seifer. Suddenly, the image in front of him vanished as he woke with a start.

"Fuck!" Seifer cried out, sitting up in bed. He stared around his room, noting that his roommate, Raijin the bumbling bafoon, was still sound asleep. Getting out of bed, he quickly dressed and headed towards the training area like he had done so many times before.

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Upon entering the training area, it didn't take long for Seifer to find what he was looking for. He ran up toe the giant creature, and swung his gunblade. He was surprised with how easily the T-Rexaur fell. "I didn't even pull the trigger." He said, disapointed in the lack of a fight. He soon spotted another one, and charged in. Once again, the beast fell with one stroke of his weapon. He was searching for a third when he heard the sounds of battle. Rushing in the direction it was coming from, he saw two underclassmen had decided to do some late night training. The two were having trouble dealing with a pair of Grats. Getting the urge to do battle again, he jumped in and disposed of the two grats in a single blow. The two underclassmen stared at him in awe.

"Whoa!" one of the underclassmen said.

"That was amazing." The other added.

Seifer lifted his gunblade and pointed it at them. "Prepare yourselves." He challenged.

"Wait, what are you doing." The first one said, as Seifer attacked. He fell to the floor, dead. The other one panicked, and ran for the exit, but Seifer easily exposed of him with a single fire spell, leaving nothing left.

"When did I get this strong?" He asked himself out loud, staring at his hands.