Seifer-Knight's Return
Seifer stood just outside Balamb Garden, blowing of some steam with some of the monsters their. They were not a challenge. They never had been a challenge for Seifer, who smiled arrogantly as he saw two rather pathetic Caterpillars heading his way. It was a joke, and Seifer's eyes gleamed with pleasure at the thought of extermination some more vermin. His crew would be here soon:-Fujin, Rajin and most importantly her. It would soon be time for them to meet with Cid, Edea and Squall to come to an arrangement about returning to Garden in some shape or form, all for the "problem" students, Seifer thought with a smirk.
He drew his weapon, not the Hyperion although it looked identical; it was actually a legendary Gunblade that had been given to him by Edea-Ultimecia. It had been imbued with many arcane secrets and properties giving the legendary blade all knew potential. Seifer only new the blades name, Titan (known by Weapons Monthly as Hyperion 5), and did not know whether Ultimecia had meant legendary now, or in her time. It mattered not; it was equal to the Lionheart model.
The two Caterpillars had finally slithered towards him, like he was walking to them, and the slaughter began. Seifer had been taught to access limits without being critically wounded by Cid personally, who wanted Seifer to achieve something at Balamb. He had mastered it, and Cid had been pleased, evidently the Garden staff still had delusions then that he could be an asset. Seifer decided it was best to use them here, on scum, so the mentioned scum was wiped off the face of the Earth.
Stingers raised the Caterpillars attempted to strike, only to find their stingers blocked effortlessly and cut off. They writhed in agony as foul liquid oozed from the wound, Titan cutting as though their bodies were just flimsy film, as the sac of flesh was burst. Seifer smiled, eyes gleaming, then he charged using the Demon Slicer technique, cutting the first monster to ribbons in a heartbeat before its scant remains dissolved into nothingness and back flipping, landing poised and ready before unleashing his favourite attack, Bloodfest, cutting a Firecross that became a flaring, burning maw. With a cry the last caterpillar was gone. Seifer scowled, they gave a new meaning to pathetic that was below even chicken-wuss.
His now foul mood lightened however when he saw the figures on the horizon, the Posse AKA the Disciplinary Committee, and more importantly its newest member. His new love, blond and without a doubt beautiful, dressed entirely inappropriately in a short skirt that barely covered her thighs and a top that left little to the imagination. All black, and most cherished of all, startlingly blue eyes. She smiled back at Seifer in a manner that played with him, in their own language it said "I look forward to you feeling this outfit off me later." Seifer grinned, smiled back, and gave the "Yeah, if I were you I would."
Fujin and Rajin were dressed in their usual attire; they nodded at Seifer respectfully, and smiled too. They all thought the same thing, and for a changed showed it openly, its good to see you, and good to be home. Seifer stared at his love a moment, then, in a voice unmatched in arrogance said
"What's up with you, Clare, aren't you happy to see me?"
She didn't answer, but strode up to him and kissed him fiercely until she knew he was hers, then broke away. It was her favourite, snuggling close with a little grind to tease him till he was leashed. She looked about to see Fujin and Rajin looking away politely, Seifer being the only being they cared to have high manners for. It was, after their kiss, as though Seifer were in her hands for her to do with as she pleased. Seifer looked at her, eyes flaring a moment, before dropping his gaze. Good boy she thought, smiling inwardly, I don't want you to turn wild on me after you took so long to tame.
Seifer's mind worked furiously, Clare and he both knew how it was, and could find no way out but to give in once again to her and let it drop. Her love had come at a price, Seifer thought a little gloomily, you-
Gave yourself to me Seifer, You are mine to do with as I please. You will obey, you may not agree my love, but you will do it anyway…my kisses and touch sap your will to resist me, however determined you may be. The fire in your eyes will be held in my hand, mine to nurture or destroy. Surrender your mind, body and being to me love and all your dreams will be mine to grant or shatter. Whether I cause you bliss, or give you exquisite pain as I gorge in your sorrow, you are mine, totally and utterly mine…
Seifer's fire died in his eyes, and his mind begged her to forgive his momentary slip up. Panicking as though he were taking some last gasp as his mind craved her. She was a potent drug, and he became more and more dependent on her-
Seifer, every wrong will be punished whether it is forgiven or not. I will make you beg because you and I both know I can. We can comfortably skip the un-pleasantries of my ownership over you and the whip that keeps you in line. If you were a good boy Seifer, it wouldn't even matter. Bad boys like you Seifer must be kept in line and be reminded and punished. When will you learn Seifer, I am all to you now and I will eclipse all else that has ever mattered to you…that is what it is Seifer to be mine…
Seifer looked up and saw Clare's eyes on him once more, eyes that would devour him if he were not careful. Seifer said, in a fairly flat voice
"Let's go people, the Headmaster awaits us."
Fujin and Rajin looked at each other at the change in Seifer's voice and absence of the gleam that was usually pleasant. They had seen this before, and one thing was certain, all was not well in the Posse. Fujin and Rajin knew, deep down, that something was terribly wrong with this Clare and her hold over Seifer was disturbing. Perhaps seeing Cid, Edea and Squall would help. That was the true purpose of this visit, to get Seifer with people who could reignite his eyes and keep a close eye on him. Not that either Clare or Seifer knew that. Following Seifer, dressed in his usual attire, the long coat flowed about Seifer. An icy wind blew as the four walked up the Garden steps into the entrance.
Time for the long awaited home coming…