Final Fantasy VIII + Final Fantasy VII Crossover

-1I know I know Hezmon is a psychopathic...uh whatever yeah but ya know I guess if you looked like he does then you'd have a reason to hate the world too right? Maybe not but awww well I don't think people's opinions of him really matter at all anyways heh.

Signed,

V

Enumasam

Chapter 25: Disciplinary Committee

When the glow from the tattoo faced blonde's fierce attack faded in it's wake was a huge crater with the three warriors in the midst of it. Squall and Seifer took their arms down to examine the destruction the brawler had unleashed upon the demonic creature. Sephiroth had not blinked even once as the huge explosion settled, Fujin on the other hand squinted to get a better view of what had happened and her eyes drew down to come level with the trio of warriors.

'Even if he did hit that creature with his attack, Zell won't have enough strength to protect himself if it didn't finish him.' Squall mused as he tried to look through the settling dust to the crater. After what seemed like hours to the onlookers, but was merely minutes the area was clear enough to see and the portrait was not good.

Hezmon stood in all of his horned glory, spear in right hand and his left claws wrapped around the blondes throat who struggled with no effect against the being, under the fiend's left blackened foot talon was Tifa who also bled but not as bad as Zell, most of her wounds seemed superficial except for where the three talon's from Hezmon stabbed into her chest. The only way the onlookers could even tell Zell's attack had connected was from the smoke that still rolled from Hezmon's toned body. If the brunette was conscious she would have screamed in agony, fortunately she seemed to have been knocked out because of the blunt thrust Hezmon struck her with earlier.

Zell tried to pull himself free of the embrace around his throat as the demon held him choking the air from his lungs. Hezmon spun his trident-like spear around to where the point was at the blonde's chest and smirked his inhuman smile, before drawing it back and swinging at Zell. There was a bolt of lightning that came at the creature's forearm holding the blonde brawler, which made the fiend release his prey to the hard dirt where he landed still trying to make his lungs accept air.

"Well well now looks like you can beat a chicken-wuss and a girl but how about a knight huh bitch." Seifer said to the fiend his hand still open palmed where the spell he had just released came from. The orange haired gunbladist distracted Hezmon long enough for Zell to pull the unconscious Tifa free and drag her with the rest of his strength to the edge of the crater, where he laid her across his lap and held his hands over her chest.

"Tch damn I can't fight no more, but I ain't a chicken-wuss either." Zell whispered to the blacked out female before green light shone from his palms into the wounds across Tifa's chest and they began to regenerate. The three large holes pulled themselves back together, all that remained was the torn white wife beater and blood that soaked it from the now healed scars. Zell's neck was beaded with red from where the creature held a death vice on him moments ago, cuts and bruises were everywhere on his body but he paid no mind, all that worried him was the safety of the girl he held.

"Shoulda known never to attack in anger, lucky we're still alive. Can't believe that ass saved me." Tattoo face caressed the side of Tifa's cheek as he spoke to her. Zell placed a kiss on the brunette's lips and lifted her into his arms then he stumbled out of the crater back to the rest of the warriors. "Well so called "knight" let's see if ya can do any better." Zell said to Seifer as he walked past him and sit on the ground with Tifa across his legs. A laugh, psychotic, unwavering, and deep permeated the silence.

"Haaaahaaa ohhh this is sooo rich, I think I might have to do this more often human life is so, hmmmm feeble. A knight looks to me like another insect, an insect in shattered armor haaaahaaa. Though I will have to make your death quite excruciating because of the interference in my slaughtering." Hezmon pointed to the orange haired gunbladist, Seifer's smirk had disappeared when he had been singled out. The gunblade artist tapped his black on his shoulder and slowly walked into the huge crater and toward the demonic being.

'Damn think I messed up here.' Seifer thought. He knew his skills had improved greatly as he continuously tried to keep up with Squall but still couldn't match him; he had one advantage the other two hadn't, a weapon.

'He can't beat him, and knows it, Zell was stronger than him and couldn't touch that bastard.' Squall knew in his mind it wasn't feasible for Seifer to beat this slaughterer of innocents, he had doubts himself if he could even after the Sorceress War. Squall had started to walk toward the two in the crater to help the other gunblade artist, which was before Sephiroth spoke.

"No, Fujin you help the gunbladist. Squall is stronger than you and he is proficient with his weapon. If it comes down to us left we will at least have the best chance of destroying this fiend." The silver haired man said as he looked to Fujin, the dual wielder stopped his advance as Fujin drew her katana. Seifer turned his head to the other fighters, nodded, and turned his head back to Hezmon his smirk once again prominent. Fujin descended into the crater and stood beside Seifer her weapon held in both hands, fire reflected from her blade in the darkness of the night and Seifer's ebony gun sword was almost invisible. The only light still from the blaze of buildings around the duo of long separated friends, and the demonic horned fiend.

"Heh heh heh good to have your help Fuj, time to show this bitch how the Disciplinary Committee hands out asskickings. Too bad Raijin isn't here to see it though...awww well he really sucked at fighting anyways." Seifer spoke with more enthusiasm than when he had been by himself his trademark smirk letting his fear go. Fujin nodded to Seifer and gripped the leather handle on her katana, making a crackling as her leather gloves tightened around it.

"KILL." Was the only word the female warrior spoke as the two looked away from each other back to Hezmon. Their enemy's mouth widened into a smirk and he tilted his weapon back into an attack position as he signaled to bring it on with his left clawed hand.

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SOOOOOOOOOOO what's everybody's opinion on this one? I dunno why I just started likin the way Seifer acted so I decided to give him a bigger part in this duel than normal, annnddd the Fujin fighting beside him it had been so long I figured it was time for the DC to whip some AZZ.

Signed,

V