A.N.- This is not an update but rather, because I didn't like the way the story was started I decided to re-do it.

The battle atop Sorceress' Edea's float was coming to it's climax as Squall, Rinoa, and Irvine fought tooth-and-nail against the Edea. The sporadic flashes of lightning spells intermingled with the harsh cold, and extreme heat of their counterparts, stalling Squall in his advance towards the Sorceress' throne where she stood.

Darting forward among the high level magic thrown at him, Squall surged forward to deliver a deciding blow, 'Left, right, dodge...' he continuously thought while running forward, only to catch a Firaga spell in his chest, throwing him back. Thankfully most of the attack was fended off by his gun-blade which he held in front of him. Although her spell didn't do much damage it tossed him back quite a few feet, which was exactly what she wanted.

The torches surrounding her flared as she gathered her magically energy, a blue tinged energy raced up her body to her out-stretched hand above her head where long spears of ice were quickly forming.

"Squall look ou-!" Irvine began before being cut off by the howling of the ice-spears searing through the air, nearly hitting Rinoa.

The black-haired girl quickly looked behind her right as the largest spear found it's way into Squall's chest, puncturing his right lung the force of the blow throwing him from the float.

'This is it?' Squall thought as he felt himself falling, looking up he could see Rinoa bent over with her hand out-stretched, reaching for him, she was screaming something he could tell by the painful contortions of her face that it was about him...the tears in her eyes were sentiments towards that thought.

The last thing Squall saw was Edea coming up to Rinoa from behind before everything went black.

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'Cold...' Thats what Squall thought as he found himself in a dark, sightless and baron plane. There was nothing, no wind, no sound, no light, just an icy perpetual darkness forever spanning.

"Where the hell?" Squall questioned aloud as he looked around the baron land surrounding him, stretching in all directions from his position. Looking around for a moment Squall started walking in a random direction. 'Not the smartest thing to do, but it's doing something and walking hopefully will warm me up' he thought as he transversed the ground before him.

Yet no matter it seemed he walked there was nothing, not one sign of life.

"Am I dead?"

Suddenly he's thoughts turned Edea and fighting atop her float, and the...spear, he was stabbed by, there was no way he could have survived that and that meant he really was dead, but if that was true than why was he cold? As he walked he noticed that it kept getting colder at that, by now his breath could be seen. 'Is this part of Edea's spell, if so what did that mean for him? Was he dead or alive?' Squall thought when a voice cut through the empty space before him.

"Your not dead if that's what your wondering." a female voice said. Turning around Squall

standing not twenty feet from where he was a woman was standing, or at lest it was female, the blueish tone of her skin, long blonde locks streaked with blue and the fact that the cold temperature which permeated the area seemed to be exuding from the female in front of him tipped him off that she was not human. The odd thing was that she seemed familiar, it took Squall a minute before he realized who he was looking at .

"Shiva!"

At his words the female before him smirked and began walking towards him.

"And here I thought you'd ask some silly question like, 'who are you?'"

Squall was at a loss she said he wasn't dead but with the fact that he's favorite summon was standing right in front of him, didn't really help reassure that fact.

"So if I'm not dead than why are you here, and where is here anyway?" he asked.

Smirking to herself Shiva reached out with a hand and a moment later a 'comfortable' chair came into existence, which she promptly settled herself into.

"First off I belong here your the one who doesn't and second this is where summons reside when we are junctioned, in short we're in your mind."

Looking around Squall couldn't help but think it was a little less that what he was expecting. Some how Shiva picked up on his thoughts.

"It looks this way now, but that's soon to change thanks to ou rather ambitious 'friend'." Shiva said and when Squall was about to ask what she meant the icky blackness around the two seemed to explode with light. Covering his eyes instinctively Squall waited until he thought what ever happened seemed to be over. When he opened his eyes slowly he was caught unaware by what he saw.

First was the abundance of light that shone brightly as it reflected of a sprawling complex made of ice, it was closer to a castle than a mansion with its' tall towers and fields of white flowers, bending down Squall touched one, to his surprise it didn't break like he though it would but gently bend under the weight he put on it. Snow fell from the sky lazily, and despite now seeming much colder Squall felt fine, in fact he felt slightly warm.

"Like what you see." Shiva asked.

Looking to his left she was kneeling down among the many snow flowers caressing them gently as if she was greeting an old friend.

"What did you do?"

"I changed it more to my liking, I hated that gloomy place just as much as the next person. I just wasn't able to do anything about it...yet." She said with a smirk. "but that sorceress just had to go and and throw a piece of ice imbued with the power of the Great Hyne into your body."

"What does that have to do with anything?" Squall asked.

Walking over to her chair again she sat down before making another on gesturing Squall to sit, after a moments reluctance he caved in and sat down. The chair was soft and gave way conforming to his body's shape.

When Squall appeared to be settled she began. "The Great Hyne created the world as we know it, and certain individuals are gifted with a portion of his power, they are known as sorceresses that much is common known. However we summons or Guardian Forces were also created and where supposed to watch over our domains and ensure that Hyne's greatest creation kept itself out of trouble...well that was the plan anyway. Some of us didn't really like that Tiamat certainly was against it, she couldn't help but feel that we were being chained to serve the lower species, or as she put it the 'flightless mongrels' anyway those against it toughed it out after all it wasn't like we could just say no to the Great Hyne. Not that we could anyway seeing as even we don't know where he or she is, anyway it was like that for a while but soon enough humanity progressed to the stage where Hyne thought that he could grace the first sorceress with a bit of power...That was a mistake."

Shiva turned in her chair so that her legs hung off one of the arms, while her head rested against the other before talking again.

"The Sorceress was treated like a God, soon enough it got to her head and we had to step in to take her down a few notches, that was a mistake as well. Hyne gifted her with too much power she sealed us away to what was our current state, slaves used to battle. She thought it was a sick joke that all we wanted was peace but sentenced us to a life of battle. Anyway thankfully it took more strength than what she thought and she was killed using her life's essence inadvertently to fuel her spell. However we were stuck, considering that the next sorceress didn't come into power until a couple hundred years later all thoughts of freeing us from our 'cages' were forgotten. Thanks to that little prick by that icicle in your chest it broke the spell that was holding me back, which is good because I was starting to go stir crazy." Shiva finished turning to Squall with a smirk.

Squall sat there digesting all this information. "So what your at full power now."

"You'll find out soon enough, but for now I think you need to head back, by the way this will hurt."

Squall was about to ask what she meant when the world went white.

Squall's body convulsed shaking off the metal cot he was one, and onto the floor, hitting his head and sending pain throughout his body

"What the hell?" Squall winced as he looked up from his spot on the floor and took notice of the cell holding him. Standing up he looked more closely around. A cot, a toilet that was basically it.

'Wait my wound' he thought and quickly felt where the ice spear had pierced his body only to find it smooth and untouched.

"Told you it was gonna hurt." Shiva's voice echoed in his head.

Squall sighed knowing that in the end this was gonna bit him in the ass.

A.N.- Ok so here is the NEW version and I will be coming back to this story because I really like SquallxShiva, and it sucks that there are so few good ones. Let me know what you think of this version ok.

Zanaso Clramm