Once again Zidane was awakend by the roar and light of a blast. He sat up in his bed sweat pouring
from his blond hair. He wiped his forehead, making his hand drenched in sweat. He set his hand back
down helping hold himself up. Lifting the blanket off of him Zidane walked to the window and glanced
out. Another flash of destruction lit up the room some what suprising him. The war had been going on
for almost a year now, and almost everynight he was awakened by the unbearable crashing of the bombs.
Some more louder than the next but always loud. Hunks of rusted and destroyed metal lay everywhere
you could see. The night before one flew in threw the window smashing and leaving a large hole in the
wall. Tommorow was his turn. He had to go into battle. He was already there once, it was horrible.
People being decapetated all around you, thier blood landing on your face. Limbs hitting your head and
making you fall over. He remembered it perfectly, and he regreted it. He wasnt forced to the first
time, but now they were running out of troops and needed help quick. They had promised that if you
went in once and survived you wouldnt have to go in again...But this time was an emergency. If he
didnt go the King Cid would be forced to put him in jail. Because he cant give him speacial treatment
and not the others. But Zidane understood. Just thinking about going again made him sick. He sat back
on his bed and leaned forward putting his forearms on his knees. He wiped the seat off his head once
more and layed back in his bed. Turned the fan towards his too cool him off. Then he closed his eyes
and drifted off to sleep only too be woken up once more.
Vivi picked up his bowl and headed to the sink. He pushed a stool over to the front and climbed it to
wash his dishes. He stuck his plug in the sink and turned on the water. Bubbles began to rise quick and
overflow over the sink. He fell back and landed on his back. The soap filled the counters and all the way
onto the floor. Vivi had accidently dropped the soap into the sink. He started crawling slowly back, up to
the wall."Help" He screamed. Water poored onto the floor. Freya runned into the room. "My god kid".
She ran into the room and saw the mess growing fast. Zidane ran in, "Whats wr..Holy shit!" He ran
to the sink and turned off the tap to stop the soap. He then ran into the bathroom and grabbed some
towels, he came back in passed one to Freya and one to Vivi, he kept two for himself. They all began
to clean up the mess. In five minutes most of it was cleaned up, but they left Vivi in there to finish it.
"How could such a little guy make a big mess!" said Zidane laughing. Vivi was on his hands and knees
wiping up the water. "Its not funny that was alot of mess." said Freya. "Im sorry." said Vivi sadly.
"Its okay little guy, that was a nice wake up call for me." said Zidane still laughing. He got up out of
his chair and walked to the coffe machine. Grabbed the coffe cup that he used yesterday and looked
at it "Well thanks little guy, now my coffe cups clean." He laughed again along with Vivi that was also
laughing. He took the coffe jar thingy and poored the coffe into the cup. He took a sip and headed
back to the table. After 5 steps his foot swung from underneath him and he landed on his back."Ah-!"
He screamed. The coffe cup flew in the air and tipped over flinging the coffe out and heading towards
Zidanes face. "Uhhahh!" He screamed again rolling over as fast as he could just missing being burt by it.
Zidane layed there on his back not moving or making any noise. No one was making any noise. Then Vivi
started chuckling. Then Zidane started laughing. Even Freya couldnt hold it she let out a bit of a laugh.
But there was no more laughing that afternoon.
There was a huge line up for the signing up to go to war. Huge gates blocked the way. When it was
finally his turn Zidane signed his name on a large sheet or paper. There were many diffrent names on
there, some no one in the group had heard of. Some as strange as Grwlander, and Halkrigy. He slowly
signed his name using up as much freedom as he could. Freya stould in line behind him with Steiner.
After Zidane signed the paper he walked up a bit and leaned up against the wall to wait for his friends
They walked into a large room full of armour and weapons. People were talking all around. Some were
having a blast not knowing what it was going to be like. But there was no talking between these three,
because they knew what it was going to be like. Zidane began to fell nausious. "I think im getting..sick"
he said. "Me too, but you have to hold it in, I dont want to go as much as you dont." said Freya. Steiner
just stould there mentally preparing for what was to come, he was in a trance (not THE trance). He
just stood there gazing at the ground. "Hey Steiner, you okay?" asked Zidane. He didnt answer. "Hey!".
He snapped back into reality, with a jump. "Ah, wha? wha? Oh, what did you say?" Steiner said. Zidane
looked at him "You nervous?". "Nononono, you got it all wrong buddy, but you know you have to prepare
for battle. Youve seen it havent you?" He said. "Oh, yeah." said Zidane walking over to a bench and
sitting down "And I wish i hadnt.". Zidane got up and put some armour on. Freya followed his movement.
Steiner always wears his armour and was back into a daze. Once his armour was on he stould up and h-
eaded to the front line.
from his blond hair. He wiped his forehead, making his hand drenched in sweat. He set his hand back
down helping hold himself up. Lifting the blanket off of him Zidane walked to the window and glanced
out. Another flash of destruction lit up the room some what suprising him. The war had been going on
for almost a year now, and almost everynight he was awakened by the unbearable crashing of the bombs.
Some more louder than the next but always loud. Hunks of rusted and destroyed metal lay everywhere
you could see. The night before one flew in threw the window smashing and leaving a large hole in the
wall. Tommorow was his turn. He had to go into battle. He was already there once, it was horrible.
People being decapetated all around you, thier blood landing on your face. Limbs hitting your head and
making you fall over. He remembered it perfectly, and he regreted it. He wasnt forced to the first
time, but now they were running out of troops and needed help quick. They had promised that if you
went in once and survived you wouldnt have to go in again...But this time was an emergency. If he
didnt go the King Cid would be forced to put him in jail. Because he cant give him speacial treatment
and not the others. But Zidane understood. Just thinking about going again made him sick. He sat back
on his bed and leaned forward putting his forearms on his knees. He wiped the seat off his head once
more and layed back in his bed. Turned the fan towards his too cool him off. Then he closed his eyes
and drifted off to sleep only too be woken up once more.
Vivi picked up his bowl and headed to the sink. He pushed a stool over to the front and climbed it to
wash his dishes. He stuck his plug in the sink and turned on the water. Bubbles began to rise quick and
overflow over the sink. He fell back and landed on his back. The soap filled the counters and all the way
onto the floor. Vivi had accidently dropped the soap into the sink. He started crawling slowly back, up to
the wall."Help" He screamed. Water poored onto the floor. Freya runned into the room. "My god kid".
She ran into the room and saw the mess growing fast. Zidane ran in, "Whats wr..Holy shit!" He ran
to the sink and turned off the tap to stop the soap. He then ran into the bathroom and grabbed some
towels, he came back in passed one to Freya and one to Vivi, he kept two for himself. They all began
to clean up the mess. In five minutes most of it was cleaned up, but they left Vivi in there to finish it.
"How could such a little guy make a big mess!" said Zidane laughing. Vivi was on his hands and knees
wiping up the water. "Its not funny that was alot of mess." said Freya. "Im sorry." said Vivi sadly.
"Its okay little guy, that was a nice wake up call for me." said Zidane still laughing. He got up out of
his chair and walked to the coffe machine. Grabbed the coffe cup that he used yesterday and looked
at it "Well thanks little guy, now my coffe cups clean." He laughed again along with Vivi that was also
laughing. He took the coffe jar thingy and poored the coffe into the cup. He took a sip and headed
back to the table. After 5 steps his foot swung from underneath him and he landed on his back."Ah-!"
He screamed. The coffe cup flew in the air and tipped over flinging the coffe out and heading towards
Zidanes face. "Uhhahh!" He screamed again rolling over as fast as he could just missing being burt by it.
Zidane layed there on his back not moving or making any noise. No one was making any noise. Then Vivi
started chuckling. Then Zidane started laughing. Even Freya couldnt hold it she let out a bit of a laugh.
But there was no more laughing that afternoon.
There was a huge line up for the signing up to go to war. Huge gates blocked the way. When it was
finally his turn Zidane signed his name on a large sheet or paper. There were many diffrent names on
there, some no one in the group had heard of. Some as strange as Grwlander, and Halkrigy. He slowly
signed his name using up as much freedom as he could. Freya stould in line behind him with Steiner.
After Zidane signed the paper he walked up a bit and leaned up against the wall to wait for his friends
They walked into a large room full of armour and weapons. People were talking all around. Some were
having a blast not knowing what it was going to be like. But there was no talking between these three,
because they knew what it was going to be like. Zidane began to fell nausious. "I think im getting..sick"
he said. "Me too, but you have to hold it in, I dont want to go as much as you dont." said Freya. Steiner
just stould there mentally preparing for what was to come, he was in a trance (not THE trance). He
just stood there gazing at the ground. "Hey Steiner, you okay?" asked Zidane. He didnt answer. "Hey!".
He snapped back into reality, with a jump. "Ah, wha? wha? Oh, what did you say?" Steiner said. Zidane
looked at him "You nervous?". "Nononono, you got it all wrong buddy, but you know you have to prepare
for battle. Youve seen it havent you?" He said. "Oh, yeah." said Zidane walking over to a bench and
sitting down "And I wish i hadnt.". Zidane got up and put some armour on. Freya followed his movement.
Steiner always wears his armour and was back into a daze. Once his armour was on he stould up and h-
eaded to the front line.