Final Fantasy VIII
The Novel
Part I
The Seed Exam
Chapter 1
Memories
The Ocean. The single, massive ocean at one point was the battle field of a great war, the war of the sorceress. One must wonder how this great body of water could see such sorrow and yet be home to such life. Its waves crash on the shore of a sandy beach. On the win, voice can be heard.
I'll be here…
A second voice answers.
Why…?
The ocean gives way to desert, the dry crackled desert. Again the first voice is heard.
I'll be 'waiting'…here…
A young man, independent, with brown hair and matching eyes, watches the back of a girl with raven hair. She stands in a field filled with flowers.
For what? The second voice inquires
I'll be waiting…for you…so…if you come here…
…You'll find me. I promise.
The wind picks up in the field, and petals fly around the girl, flicking her hair around her. She opens her palm and allows a petal to land softly in it. Her hand closes around it for a moment, and upon opening it, s glowing white feather comes out. The wind picks up the feather and carries it to the sky. The girl turns to watch it go, and reveals a kind and beautiful face. The feather, followed by the girls almond eyes, floats up into a darkening sky, and disappears with a flash of lightning.
Lightning flashes again and a gunblade falls from the sky. It lands blade first in the middle of a rocky landscape. The storm rages above, and a sorceress, a tattoo engraved on her left eye and spreads to he ear and temple, awakens from her sleep with a new mission.
The young man faces another, this one tall, blonde and with blue eyes. He is the young man's opponent. He picks up the fallen gunblade and rushes towards his blonde opponent. They engage into a one on one battle. White feathers engulf them.
The sorceress, with her mask in the shape of an eagle covering half her face sits on her throne. The raven haired beauty stands behind her, a look of fear on her face, holding a transparent ball in one hand, and her necklace with the other. Removing her mask, an emotionless sorceress walks forward toward a door. Putting up a hand she walks strait through the door without even pausing to open it.
The fight between the two young men rages on, and the blond, with a smirk, cuts the other on the face. The cut runs from his right cheek to his left eyebrow, over his nose. A crescent of blood splashes on to the rocks below him. Enraged, he gives the blond a similar cut, just staring on the left cheek over the nose to the right eyebrow. A burst of black feathers cover the act. The raven haired beauty falls through the burst of black feathers and embraces the young man.
Then everything goes black.