Unfortunately, "To Kill a T-Rexaur" will be discontinued. It's been nearly a year since I completed the first chapter and continuing the story after such a lengthy hiatus has proven difficult. However, I am beginning to write a new fanfic that will build off this one. It will have many of the same characters and themes I intended to include in this work; however, the direction of the story will be fresh (no real purpose to use battling t-rexaur's as symbolism, as this story included). If everything pans out the way I have planned it, this new story will eventually become a trilogy with serious mindfuck potential (the sexy kind of mindfuck).

So, why did I even bother to include chapter 3 at all? Well, I had promised myself when I began this story that I would at least make it to chapter 3 so...ta-da! It's unpolished and cuts off way before I intended it to, but it still contains a lot of content. Plus, there is a scene in here that was extremely entertaining for me to write and I think it would be a shame to not share it. Hope you like it ;)

P.S! If you enjoyed this then look out for my new story "Changing Fate: Child of Time"

The sudden flood of students piling into the cafeteria was timed perfectly with the announcement for dinner. It never used to get this busy. Not long ago, students would trickle in and out of the cafeteria at their leisure in an orderly and civil manner; who would have thought importing a new brand of hot dog would transform the cafeteria into a war zone? Now there were no more lines for food, only mobs. Whoever was able to shove, kick, and push their way to the front of the counter got their hot dog. It was turning into a big problem, but it wasn't all bad. At least, it was fun to see the disciplinary committee try to contain the chaos.

I watched Raijin bravely push his body between a particularly aggressive group of students.

"Okay guys, ya gotta stop all the commotion, ya know? Get to the back of the crowd and I want to see ya form a line."

"I swear to God, if you don't get out of my way right now, I'm gonna shove my foot straight up your ass!" shouted one of the students.

"It's not so smart, what your sayin'. You better listen to me, ya know?"

"I've been looking forward to this hot dog all day! Do YA KNOW what it means to fuck off?"

I saw something inside Raijin snap and soon him and the student were brawling on the floor.

Thankfully, there was a separate line for students who didn't want a hot dog and I ordered my dinner from there. After I received my meal, I spotted my roommate sitting at a table by himself and decided to sit down next to him.

"I didn't know you ate at the cafeteria," I said.

"Usually I don't," said Squall.

"What's the matter? Feeling social?"

"Whatever."

Although Squall and I had been roommates for two years, I could count on my fingers the number of times I'd heard him speak. Maybe that was an exaggeration, but not a big one. He was a loner. He wasn't unlikeable, plenty of people here respected him and I'm sure if he tried, he could make some friends; he just didn't want to. In the beginning, it was tough living with him. We were so different and I would get on his nerves over the prickliest things and he would get on my nerves for being so prickly, but things turned out okay. I think he liked me.

"Word around the campfire is you and Seifer have a duel tomorrow."

"Were sparring, it isn't a duel."

"That's not what Seifer says. I heard he's taking it personally and wants to give you a real ass kicking."

"Well, he can think what he wants."

"C'mon, don't give me that! You must be pissed at him for talking shit about you."

Squall just looked annoyed and didn't respond.

"Well, are you?"

"No."

"Ah...that's what you say." I leaned in close, staring at Squall with a false look of scrutiny. "But, is that what you really think? What thoughts lye behind those untelling eyes? Thoughts of turmoil? Rage?" My eyes widened. "Madness?"

"I think...you really need to stop."

I could tell I was getting on Squall's nerves, so I respected his request. I looked around the cafeteria. On the wall behind us was a row of white flowers that curved in a semicircle around the room and higher above the flowers were two large glass windows. There was a circular pillar that connected to the ceiling in the center of the dining area and scattered around were stone vases with plants growing in them. In the table to our right sat two girls who worked at the library and to our left were four Trepies, yapping on about Instructor Trepe, of course. I glanced over to where the food was being served. Things had calmed down; there must not have been anymore hot dogs. From the entrance I saw a blond haired man emerge as he rushed towards one of the cafeteria workers. It was Zell Dincht. Poor guy had an obsession for hot dogs but he would always get to the cafeteria just as they ran out. When the worker broke him the news, he slammed his fist against the counter; he looked like he was about to cry.

I stood up and cupped my hands around my mouth.

"No luck?" I shouted across the cafeteria.

Zell looked over to me and raised his hands up and let them fall back to his sides. I waved him over and sat back down.

"You know that guy?" Squall asked.

"Yeah, Zell's cool. He saved my life once, when I lived in Balamb."

"What happened?"

"I don't wanna get into it."

"He talks too much."

"You talk too little."

"Whatever."

Zell walked over and took the chair between me and Squall.

"S'up Broderick? Who's this dude?"

"Hey Zell. This is my roommate, Squall."

"Nice to meet ya, Squall!" Zell put out his hand.

"I gotta go." Squall removed himself from the table and left.

"What's his deal?"

"He's got stomach problems," I lied.

"Oh, sucks. Yo, you taking the field exam tomorrow?"

"Yep."

"Cool! Maybe we'll end up on the same squad."

"Nah, I doubt it. We'd kick too much ass if we were in the same group . I think the Garden likes to keep these things balanced."

"Ha-ha! Yeah, you're probably right. How'd ya do on the written exam?"

"It was okay."

"I'm surprised I passed it."

"Yeah, all I ever see you do is run around campus like a maniac. Do you even study?"

"Nope, but I don't need to. I'm pretty smart, most people don't know that about me."

"Pretty lucky, maybe"

"Hey! Watch your mouth or I'll smack ya around."

"Cocksucker."

"Tch!" We smiled.

We talked on about manly things: battle tactics and weapons and sports. Zell had his share of eccentricities, but he was a good man. In a time where men were being taught to suppress their natural instincts and desires, it was nice to know someone who epitomized the values of being passionate and untamed. I think that's why I had so much respect for him. As we went on, I caught a girl at the nearby table checking him out.

"Hey dude, I think you've got an admirer."

"Huh?"

"To my right, the pig-tailed girl."

Zell glanced over, but the girl quickly turned away just as he did.

"You just missed her, she turned away. Do you know her?"

"She looks kind of familiar I think she works at the library. Are you sure she was looking at me?"

"Positive. In fact, she's doing it again now."

Zell quickly glanced over again. This time he caught her stare and they looked at each other for a moment before the pig-tailed girl averted Zell's eyes.

"Man, can't you be smoother about these things."

"Why do you think she's looking at me?"

"She likes you."

"Nah."

"Yes."

"No."

"Definitely."

"Why are you so sure?"

"It's not rocket science, Zell. She was practically drooling when she was watching you. She likes you."

"Okay so what should I do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Shouldn't I do something I mean, I feel like I'm obligated to do something."

"I don't know. Do you think she's cute?"

Zell shot the girl another glance. She was looking at him again and when their eyes met, they both got embarrassed and turned away.

"She's sort of good looking."

"I think she's very cute. Talk to her."

"I don't know."

"C'mon! Don't be a pussy."

"Hey, I don't exactly see you chatting up the girls either!"

"Zell. Talk to her. She likes you."

Zell shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"Are you sure she likes me?"

"C'mon, I'll introduce you guys." I made believe like I was going to get up.

"No, no, no! That's okay, I'll do it myself."

"Okay then."

I watched Zell. His arms were crossed, he was taking deep breaths, and his feet were rapidly tapping against the ground.

"Well?"

"Okay, okay I'm going."

"Thatta boy."

Zell got up and walked over to where the girl sat. Her friend gestured that Zell was coming over and as soon as the pig-tailed girl saw him, her cheeks turned bright red. When Zell approached her, they stared at each other for what felt like an eternity before he mustered up the courage to speak.

"Hi...I'm Zell. I noticed that you were looking at me. I just wanted to say hi."

Afterward, they stared at each other some more. It made me feel awkward just watching; I could only imagine how Zell must of felt . Finally the pig-tailed girl couldn't take it anymore. She tried to excuse herself, but her words just sort of fell out of her mouth to form one long, unintelligible mumble. Then she sprung up from her chair and literally darted towards the exit, leaving her food and books behind. I started to laugh, hysterically.

Zell returned to our table and shot me a glare that read "Stop laughing or I'll tear your balls off." It just made me laugh even harder.

"What's so freakin' funny!"

"Poor Zell. He makes everyone run away." I said in between hysterics.

"It's not funny!"

"Maybe she had stomach problems too." Zell punched me really bad on my shoulder, but I continued to laugh. Eventually I collected myself.

"I never knew women made you so nervous."

"Yeah, well I just never really thought about them like that."

"You're kidding me, right?" Zell shrugged. "What the hell do you think about when you're wanking? Hot dogs?"

"Dude, don't even talk to me about hot dogs. You already got me pissed at you for laughing at me like a frickn' hyena. I don't need you brining up my hot dog frustrations." Zell paused. "No, I like girls a much as the next guy...but I guess they just never became much of a priority to me. Too busy training to have a relationship, y'know?"

"Yeah I understand. I think it's a smart way of doing things, actually. Were two young, handsome guys with our whole lives ahead of us. It's too early for us to get tied down."

"Exactly!" Zell grinned and gave me a thumbs up. "Anyway, I gotta split. After we pass that field exam, let's celebrate at your place with a couple of beers. Cya Broderick!" Zell ran off.

I finished my meal and walked back to my dorm. When I arrived I saw that Squall's door was closed. He probably didn't want to be bothered, but I knocked on his door anyway.

"I'm busy," he said.

"I just wanted to let you know I'm gonna be getting up early tomorrow. I know you get your panties in a bunch whenever I disturb your precious beauty sleep, so I'm just getting you prepared in case you hear me." I heard Squall get up and then his door opened.

"How early?" he said.

"Around five."

"Why?"

"I'm going to the training center."

"To do what?"

"To make friends with the monsters."

"Very funny."

"I'm serious."

"Anyway, just try to be quiet. The SeeD exam's tomorrow and I want to get some sleep tonight."

"I'll try my best. I'll tell the monsters you said hi."

"Sure." Squall closed his door.

I went into my room and changed into my boxers. It was going to be a big day tomorrow and although I wanted to rest, my guardian force wasn't about to let me sleep.

"Tomorrow looks exciting. Between the training center and your test, you'll be seeing a lot of combat. Tell me, do you expect to utilize me?"

My guardian force's name was Maximus. He approached me one day, while I was training in the Balamb mountains. His appearance reminded me of the gallant knights in the stories I used to read as a child. He stood almost thirteen feet tall and his body was completely covered with sparkling platinum armor. He wielded a magnificent sword he called Nkiruka and he claimed to be the greatest summon to have ever existed. When I met him, he challenged me to a battle and said that if I was able to best him, he would serve me. I knew just by looking at him that he was going to kick my ass, but he gave me the impression that refusing his challenge wasn't really an option, so I reluctantly agreed. I was hastily massacred. He was relentless with his assault and didn't stop until I was a bloody mess, close to death on the ground. After I was defeated he stood over me and scoffed, saying that I was weak and pathetic like all the other humans he had ever encountered. He made me very angry and so, with all my might, I stood up and spit in his face. He turned quiet after that and then he started to laugh uncontrollably. I thought for sure he was going to kill me, but after he finished laughing he patted me on the back, nearly knocking me over, and said that I amused him and that he would honor me with his service. He turned out to be an awfully useless summon.

"No I don't expect to utilize you. Whenever I try to summon you, you just ignore me. All you're good for is keeping me awake at night."

"Such harsh words you speak. I would never ignore you, Broderick. I have sworn myself to you. Maybe I just didn't hear you those times you tried to call on me."

"Bullshit. You eavesdrop on all my thoughts, I know you do. I know you hear me when I call you."

"I assure you, I do not. Perhaps you need to think stronger when you summon me. I tend to disregard weak pleads for help. Think stronger thoughts and I will hear you."

"Whatever you say."

"So what do you plan to do in the training center?"

"You know what I'm going to do."

"Maybe so, but I feel impolite talking so openly about information I gathered while eavesdropping. Let's pretend like I don't know about it."

"Goodnight Maximus."

"Goodnight Broderick and sleep well. Tomorrow's bound to be an interesting day for you."

I felt Maximus' presence leave my mind and suddenly I became tired. I thought for a few minutes longer and then drifted into sleep.