Disclaimer: I do not own any of Square enix/Square Soft's characters any other made up characters are not in anyway affiliated with Squaresoft/Square enix. I also do not own the Final Fantasy Series more particularly I do not own the Final Fantasy VIII character's or plotline or basically the whole entire game in anyway.

Summary: "The colors conflicted, as the flames climbed into the clouds. I wanted to fix this, but couldn't stop from tearing it down. And you were there at the turn caught in the burning glow. And I was there at the turn, waiting to let you know. We're building it up to break it back down. So when you fall I'll take my turn and fan the flames as your blazes burn."

Author's Note: I apologize for any grammatical mistakes, I have no beta reader so please bare with me if you can.

I hope you enjoy this~

Reinvinted this story, the story's theme song is Burn It Down by Linkin Park.

Reinvention date: 03/04/2013 at 2:09 AM


The air was heavy and riddled with chemicals that burned her throat.

Every breath stung and the air tasted like copper and salt in her lungs.

Every breath that passed her slightly parted lips sounded strangled, ragged and even sharply quick.

They were similar to simple short gasps, ones that were produced when seeking air to fill lungs with oxygen.

These however were not those kind…these were initiated by pure terror and helplessness.

Her lungs were constricting painfully in her chest; a surefire sign she was nearing suffocation.

Shifting around she winced under her short breaths because every movement, every shake made her feel like she'd been beaten thoroughly or hit by a truck.

Nettles of fear sunk into her flesh amidst the agony.

She'd try to cry out for someone, anyone, to be her savior…but alas she knew it was hopeless.

As she opened her eyes slowly, she found she could not see a thing everything was shrouded in thickening smog that stung her eyes and caused her mind to feel light and airy.

She felt almost disembodied from this experience.

Her heart thudded heavily against her ribcage as it tried to keep her alive through this experience; it only prolonged her suffering.

No one was coming for her; she would be in a deep slumber forever not to soon.

Those she'd put her faith in had lost faith in her, she was sure. What reason did she give them to have faith in her?

She'd kept secrets and she'd lied, she'd hurt him and for her to do so was an utmost wrong. He had enough issues trusting others and she'd let him down for sure.

Thinking back on it, the only one she really needed to be trustworthy for, if not for anyone else, was him.

She was a pathetic sorceress without her lionhearted knight.

Not even he was here to help her, she deserved to die.

As her body began to shake with tremors she felt a sense of resignation. Her spunk and will to live dying out with the toxins afflicting her mind.

A sad smile graced her lips as hot tears slid past her cheeks to the concrete floor.

With sigh of resignation she closed her eyes and felt herself drift.

She was as good as dead.

A sense of sorrow and regret imprinted on her waning mind.

"I'm sorry." She murmured hoarsely and mournfully.


Author's Note: Reinvented story, thank Linkin Park's new album Living Things...especially the song Burn It Down. Will try to update more frequently but no promises as I am in my final year and final semester so it's crazy busy for me.

Thanks for reading guys~