Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VIII.

Chapter 1

The serpent-like, winged Guardian Force of lightning, Quezacotl, waited patiently, perched atop his cloud, for another flash of lightning. The sky here was pitch black and it was his only source of light. His snout was stuffed in between the pages of his favourite book. Reading was his favourite past time and just about the only entertainment he got. Well, apart from Shiva's amusing attempts to try and communicate with him.

Sitting on the cloud in front of him, her arms and legs crossed, looking bored out of her mind, was the Goddess of ice; Shiva. Her perfect blue skin was a slightly lighter shade than the sky.

The two Guardian Forces had just met their new master, Squall Leonhart. Shiva thought he was quite attractive, while Quezacotl hadn't said a word.

And now they played the waiting game. Stuck in their respective realms, within Squall's mind, with nothing to do until summoned? What a bore. Don't get her wrong; Shiva loved freezing things, but the wait was unbearable. She had been hoping Quezacotl could entertain her, so she had paid him a visit. The only entertainment she got, though, was from the occasional bolt of lightning. His realm was certainly… depressing. A thunderstorm was ripping through the dark, cloud smothered sky. It was a good thing they were GF's.

"I see you like to read," she murmured, once again, trying to spark up a conversation. She was stubborn like that.

No reply. He wasn't the talkative type.

"Where did you get it from, anyway?"

He pointed his snout over to a pile of books behind him as a streak of lightning pierced through the sky. He swung his head immediately back to the book, but had missed his chance of finally finishing the last line of this chapter. He shook his head at Shiva and dropped the book. If he had eyes, she imagined them to be filled with a murderous rage. He suddenly didn't find her amusing anymore.

"… Sorry," she grinned sheepishly, but she was still curious. She decided to drop it for now.

She laid down on the cloud's cool, fluffy surface and stared down into a puddle. On the puddle's surface, she could see a young Squall playing and laughing in some old, stone building. Another child entered the room. His hair was short and blonde. The two boys began to argue. A third child came into view. She also had blonde hair. She seemed to be trying to break them up.

"Eh, probably not a memory he would want to remember, anyway," she concluded as she slurped it up.

These were Squall's memories. The GF's fed on them, to keep up their power. She didn't exactly enjoy taking people's memories, but if they wanted her to keep up her performance in battle, they would have to deal with it. Not all memories came in the shape of puddles; only in this realm. Back in Shiva's, they showed themselves on the surface of the ice caps. Although, if her old friend ever showed his face, that could change.

She sighed as she rolled onto her back, now staring at the sky once again. She began to wonder about her friend - the GF of fire; Ifrit. They had been through a lot together. There was nothing she enjoyed more than teasing him. He had an immence fear of ice, which delighted her. She began to giggle to herself but stopped when Quezacotl had glanced at her. Unfortunetly, their last master had dumped them and she hadn't seem him since.

She was ripped from her thoughts when she heard Squall call her name. She sighed again and hopped neatly on to her feet.

"Well, well, looks like I'm needed!" She grinned at Quezacotl, who was giving the reading thing another try. And with that, she disappeared in an icy mist.

Quezacotl looked up to shake his head, but immediately regretted it as he missed another streak of lightning.

Shiva pierced through the ground incased in a shell of ice. She opened her eyes and threw back her head, shattering the ice. As the remains fell around her, she looked forward. She gasped, and just as quick, a naughty grin spread across her shimmering face. Standing in front of her, a river of lava flowing around him, was the GF of fire, and her arch rival; Ifrit.

"They have Shiva!" He gasped, taking an earth shaking step backwards.

'Oh, yes,' she thought to herself. 'And soon, I will have YOU!"