Disclaimer: I Do Not Own FF8 or any of the charries.
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The sky was a green blue and the floor was covered in a mossy like grass. His emerald eyes scanned the area. He brought his right hand to his Hyperion and gently grazed his fingers over the hilt. Watching the enemy from his hiding spot, he sat with anticipation. His long white trench draped behind him, gently resting on the ground. His left hand tensely gripped the solid rock from which he was hiding behind. His eyes then shifted to his comrads who were on either sides of him, they too both seemed anxious. Turning his attention back to the enemy, he watched them silently, emotionlessly. Without any lead, he drew his Hyperion and lunged out from behind the rock yelling
"NOW!"
Then out of nowhere thousands of recruits stormed from the murkey forest towards the clearing, and towards their enemy.
With lightning speed the young man ran towards a soilder, his Hyperion gleaming as he upwardly slashed it. His attempt to nail the soilder was useless for, the well trained soldier countered his attack. Slashing this way and that his attack was continuesly countered. The young man then brought his Hyperion back and thrusted it forward . The soilder, once again , easily and skillfully blocked the attack. Their cold, emotionless eyes met. They stared at each other, both of them looking for a sign of weekness in their opponet. At that moment, the young man smirked, freeing his left hand from his weapon, he punched the soilder right in the forehead, knocking him out. He grinned knowing one of his comrads would finish him off later.
Looking around for another opponet, he didn't see the soilder who came up behind him. He turned at the last second just to see a blade comming down at him................... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Seifer sat up quickly, sweat dripping down his forehead. His breathing was quickened and he looked around nervously.
"Damn, tommorows my last chance to prove to myself and to everyone that im not evil and that I can become a SeeD."
His breathing slowed some and he lied back down. Looking at his clock it said 2:20.
Grumbles "I'm not gonna be able to get back to sleep."
He then got back up and not even bothering to put some clothes on, grabed his Hyperion and walked out of his dorm room wearing nothing but his boxers and headed down to the training center.
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So what did ya think? I really don't know where im going with this story because I kinda just starting writting. Anyway, some ideas would help. R/R please
The sky was a green blue and the floor was covered in a mossy like grass. His emerald eyes scanned the area. He brought his right hand to his Hyperion and gently grazed his fingers over the hilt. Watching the enemy from his hiding spot, he sat with anticipation. His long white trench draped behind him, gently resting on the ground. His left hand tensely gripped the solid rock from which he was hiding behind. His eyes then shifted to his comrads who were on either sides of him, they too both seemed anxious. Turning his attention back to the enemy, he watched them silently, emotionlessly. Without any lead, he drew his Hyperion and lunged out from behind the rock yelling
"NOW!"
Then out of nowhere thousands of recruits stormed from the murkey forest towards the clearing, and towards their enemy.
With lightning speed the young man ran towards a soilder, his Hyperion gleaming as he upwardly slashed it. His attempt to nail the soilder was useless for, the well trained soldier countered his attack. Slashing this way and that his attack was continuesly countered. The young man then brought his Hyperion back and thrusted it forward . The soilder, once again , easily and skillfully blocked the attack. Their cold, emotionless eyes met. They stared at each other, both of them looking for a sign of weekness in their opponet. At that moment, the young man smirked, freeing his left hand from his weapon, he punched the soilder right in the forehead, knocking him out. He grinned knowing one of his comrads would finish him off later.
Looking around for another opponet, he didn't see the soilder who came up behind him. He turned at the last second just to see a blade comming down at him................... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Seifer sat up quickly, sweat dripping down his forehead. His breathing was quickened and he looked around nervously.
"Damn, tommorows my last chance to prove to myself and to everyone that im not evil and that I can become a SeeD."
His breathing slowed some and he lied back down. Looking at his clock it said 2:20.
Grumbles "I'm not gonna be able to get back to sleep."
He then got back up and not even bothering to put some clothes on, grabed his Hyperion and walked out of his dorm room wearing nothing but his boxers and headed down to the training center.
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So what did ya think? I really don't know where im going with this story because I kinda just starting writting. Anyway, some ideas would help. R/R please