You worthless scumbags

Just some quick notes first: Yes, I changed my name. I don't know if it was just me, but I think there's just too many Quistis' out there now. It's a nice name, so I don't blame anyone, but I kinda need my own identity. So welcome Quistis de Valentine. And yes, I am a Vincent (Valentine) fan, but it's not because of him I chose the name. Valentine is a character in a novel I'm writing so no confusion there. So new name, same author, hope you like it.

Second: I would like to thank everyone who is reading this series and give me some great feedback, please don't ever stop! J No, seriously, you guys are great. All the authors here knows how nice is it when you're having a writer's block to just take a look at all your wonderful reviews and go: 'Wow, people are actually reading my stories, maybe I should continue.' So thanks a bunch.

Now, enjoy the story, it's all about love and a crazy psychopath, what a mixture!


The Scream From Within

Part 4

Previous part:

Part 9

This has gone far enough. It is time to take action. Today is the day. More blood to the river and one laughter less. Soon I'll be rid of all the laughter, it will simply wash away. Wash away in a river of blood. I'm not mad with anger anymore. Anger is not what's driving me. I've come to peace with my demons. The past can not harm me any longer. You made sure of that, beloved. But you won't stay, you'll leave me, just as everyone else. But now, I'm ready for that. Ready for anything. If I just can get rid of that laughter

It was early morning. The sky was already blue and the sun was shinning. Everything was set out to be a wonderful day. Irvine was getting dressed in his dorm when someone knocked at the door.

"Just a minute!" he called while fixing his tie.

The person outside looked quickly around. No one in sight. Perfect. The game could begin.

Irvine took one last look in the mirror and went to answer the door. In a black tux and yellow, it had to be yellow, tie he was ready for Selphie. Ready to commit to her forever.

"Hey Selphie, is that you? I thought we agreed not to oh hi, it's you" he stopped in mid-sentence when he saw who it was. "Is there a problem?"

"No, no problem," a shinning bright smile assured him.

"Well, then come on in. How do I look?" Irvine made a gesture for the person to come in. The shadow entered.

"Good. As always."

"I sure hope so. I can't believe how nervous I am So, how is everything upstairs?" he went over to the bed and didn't see the quick movement the other person made. A knife, cleaned so well it shinned for the occasion, was drawn.

"Perfect."

"Good," Irvine turned again to see a friendly smile. What he didn't see was two eager hands holding a knife cause that was well hidden behind his friend's back. "That only leaves me I can't afford to make a single mistake."

"You'll be ok. After all, it wasn't you who killed the bunny."

The last thing Irvine saw after being hit almost unconscious was a pair of shinning bright teeth twisted into a sick smile and a knife being lifted, aiming at his chest.

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Chapter Four

Part 1

"Oh Selphie, you look wonderful!" Rinoa took one last look at her friend. "Turn." Selphie spun around gracefully and danced her way to the middle of the floor.

"Oh Rinoa!" she squealed. "I can't believe this is happening."

"Well, believe it. I didn't buy this dress for nothing," her friend repeated.

Selphie turned to look at her. "Do you realize how close we were to breaking up? I mean" Selphie's voice trailed off. She and Irvine hadn't said anything about letting people know about their little problem but suddenly she felt uncomfortable talking it over with Rinoa.

"What are you talking about? You guys are the perfect couple!"

"Nothing, I.... Just wedding nerves or something I guess. So I really look good?"

Rinoa smiled, happy to change the subject. What Selphie had almost said reminded her too much of her own problems with Squall. She hadn't talked with him since last night and although she knew all she had to do was apologize for overreacting, something stopped her from doing just that. She tested him. She wanted to know how far he was willing to go for their love. If he would be the one to apologize it meant he couldn't live without her. If he didn't Rinoa wouldn't think about it.

"You look like a princess out of a fairytale. Irvine doesn't know how lucky he is."

"I'm the lucky one."

Rinoa looked at her friend and saw how much she meant it. It almost brought tears to her eyes, but then again, everything could make her cry today. One day she and Squall would maybe. But this Selphie's big day. She owed her to be happy for her. The dark-haired girl forced a smile.

"Don't worry, Rinoa," Selphie's kind voice woke her up and as she had read her thoughts: "One day you'll be the one wearing a white dress and you know what?"

Rinoa shook her head questionably.

"You will look so much better than me!"

The two friends walked out of Selphie's room laughing, expecting only the best from this marvelous day. What they did get though, is a different story.

Part 2

One down, how many to go? Four for sure. The last one I'm still wondering about. Loves me loves me not? Not sure yet. But not to worry, I have plenty of time. That sounds like something an insane person would say. I'm not insane. Irvine thought I was insane.

Irvine is dead.

No, not insane. It's all about getting back to your roots. That's what the therapist said. The therapist is dead. No, no that's not true. Don't you start losing grip on reality now. That's dangerous. I just wish the therapist was dead. She brought back the bunny

Flashback

"Do you know why you are here?" The voice was supposed to be comforting, making me want to trust the person it belonged to. I wanted to kill her.

"I'm not sick."

"No. No, you're not. But I know you are experiencing something difficult right now. And I want to talk to you about that."

I let out a little laugh. It sounded like a growl. "I'm perfectly healthy. I really don't understand why this is necessary."

"Maybe you're right, still I want to examine you. It is actually part of the training here Do you have nightmares?"

"Y-yes but"

"Don't worry, it could be normal. It probably is, but it is tiresome and we can't have tired soldiers running around, can we?"

Why does she talk to me like I was some kind of child? I shook my head to please her.

"Can you remember when they started?"

Of course. I'm not a moron. "Around the time I got to the orphan I guess."

"Did anything happen to you there or before you got there?"

I nodded.

"You don't want to talk about it?"

I shook my head.

"That's okay. I understand. Maybe you can take me back there so I can see for myself?"

"I don't wanna go back there!"

"It's alright. It's okay now. I'll be with you all the way. You only need to go through this once to get rid of the nightmares."

I shook my head.

"Yes. We're going to take this trip together. Now, close your eyes."

I did what I was told. I am raised to do as I'm told.

"Where are you now? Where is the root to your troubles buried?"

"I'm I'm home."

Yes, I was home. I could see it all so clearly now. My home. Our home. My parents are with me, we are laughing. We are happy.

"Good. Home is good," I could still hear her annoying voice, but it didn't bother me so much anymore. I was home. "How are you feeling? Are you feeling peace?"

"Yes peace"

"Good. What I'm going to ask you to do now is difficult, so I need you to be strong. Can you be strong for me this one time?

"Yes" I would do anything if she would just shut up. I was where I belonged.

"I need you to let go of the feeling of peace and replace it with fear. What do you see?"

"It's getting darker it's almost midnight I'm sorry that the day is over. It is my birthday. I'm four years old."

"Good, good. Does the night scare you?"

"I'm all alone they are gone. I call for them. I call all night long But she won't move"

"Who? Who won't move?"

"My dad."

"You said she won't move you mean your mom?"

I'm freezing. The house is so quiet. And daddy daddy won't wake up. Why did you bring me back here!?

"Is it your mom you see?"

"No but yes."

"Alright, try describing the room. What else do you see?"

"The walls"

"What about the walls?"

"They are made of stone. Our whole house is built of stone. My bedroom too."

"You are in your bedroom?"

"Yes."

"And it is night?"

"Yes. It's a dark night."

"Do you see the night? Does it scare you?"

"There's a window but it's so high. I can't I can't reach it."

"Why do you want to get out of the room?"

"It's broken."

"What's broken?"

"My bed my chair my books all gone, nothing left, but little pieces."

"And what about your mother?"

"Her body is here."

"And where is your father?"

"He's on the floor I think he's sleeping. But he won't wake up! I call at him! I yell at him to wake up, but he just sleeps just sleeps"

"This is very good, you've been very good. Do you see anything else? Anything at all? How long have you been here?"

"It's been four nights now. Four nights since she left."

"Are you locked up in your room? You can't get out?"

"No place to run, no place to hide, the gentleman is coming by"

"Is someone coming?"

"No. It's quiet."

"Can you see anything else, anything at all?"

No! No! No! He doesn't exist! He's gone, he's gone, he's gone.

"What do you see?"

"I SEE THE BUNNY!!!"

End of flashback

So it was her. She brought the devil back. Well, I don't care. It had to happen sooner or later. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a wedding I need to get ready for. Oh, that's right. I forgot. There will be no wedding today cause cause the groom is dead!

Part 3

11: 25: 30 – 11: 26: 30 – 11: 27: 30 – 11: 28: 30 – 11: 29: 30 – 11: 30: 00 – Where is he?

Quistis hated to admit it, but she was really nervous. And he was running late. By 5 seconds. But it was still enough to make her heart skip a beat. She took one more look in the mirror. Her blonde hair curled into petit curls that fell around her face and down her back, completing the soft peach-colored dress. It was knee-high and two little silver sandals made the angelic look almost perfect.

Quistis closed her eyes and continued to dream about the hopefully perfect date that was to come, but quickly opened them again. What was that? A soft knock at the door? She practically ran the 10 feet to the door, before slowing down, making sure her hair was still in order, and finally, opening the door. It was him.

"Good morning, beautiful," a charming smile greeted her.

"You're late," she teased.

"I know," he mocked a sad face. "But that's why I broughtthis!" He threw a box rapped in gift-paper in the air, but before she managed to catch it, he took it back and hid it behind his back. "What do we say then?" he asked innocently.

"Oh Seifer!" she sighed.

"There are lots of times when I would give anything to hear those words coming from your lips, but right now: Wrong!"

"I give up! You're impossible! Why did I ever agree to" Quistis turned to go back in, but he grabbed her hand.

"Alright, say pretty please' and I'll give it to you."

She looked at him. "What ever happened to perfect gentleman'?"

"I don't recall those words coming out of my mouth."

"You are a stubborn beast, you know that right?"

"And you" he quickly pulled her into his arms before she could react and held her close. "Are insanely beautiful."

Quistis couldn't help but melt and gave him a flashing smile before hitting his arm. "Now give me my gift," she demanded. Still holding her close, he handed it to her and watched in anticipation as she opened it.

"Oh! My goodness Seifer!"

Satisfied with her reaction he let her go and looked at her. "You like it?"

"It's it's amazing!" Quistis couldn't believe her eyes, but after blinking twice, the gorgeous diamond necklace was still there. "I can't accept this."

"You can and you will. Here, let me help you with it."

She turned and while she was holding up her hair, he carefully put it around her neck and closed the lock. She slowly turned towards him again, her eyes shinning brighter than the diamonds she was wearing. Seifer found himself breathless and although it was a thousand things he wanted to say to her, he didn't ruin this wonderful moment. She did though.

"Seifer, this is the most beautiful necklace I've ever seen, but I really can't accept it. It must have cost a fortune and tell you what, I will wear it today and then I'll give it back to you."

"Not a change," he took a step closer. "It didn't cost me a thing. It was my mother's and I want you to have it."

"Oh" Quistis was speechless and laid a hand on it, as to protect it. Seifer took another step towards her and just before their lips met in a kiss so long repressed a panicking voice interrupted them.

"Quistis! Seifer!" With one last look at each other and a sigh they turned to face Zell who was running towards them.

"Zell, what's the matter?" Quistis asked, quickly regaining herself.

"Irvine Irvine," he breathed. "At his dorm I found"

"You found what, Chic-" he stopped with a quick look at Quistis. " Zell?" Seifer finished annoyed.

"He's dead! Irvine's dead!"

Quistis and Seifer looked at each other in shock.

To be continued