A/N: I kind of wanted to take a break on Seifer's point of view and doing a
third person point of view. Meaning: let's see what Quistis is up to...
Chapter Eight
She laid there, the liquid protecting her entire body. She was frozen, stiff in time, and felt as if her world had ended. Although she was frozen, she could still breathe and see through the thick and foggy water. She saw a woman dressed in an all purple gown, which was like a piece of the twilight sky. Her eyes were a misty shade of purple, which danced in her mind. Quistis silently closed her eyes, turning her head towards four other chambers much like her own. Inside were four other women much like her. All of them had beautiful honey blonde hair, and bright beautiful blue eyes. Though, the other girls were long from dead, their bodies filled with death. Each of their eyes was blank.
The woman spun towards Quistis, grinning as if the world was hers. "I've finally found the right one, my child..." Quistis cringed softly. With one snap of the woman's fingers, willow whips snapped onto Quistis and latched onto her limbs. She opened her mouth to scream in pain, but only bubbles appeared. The woman laughed mysteriously. "Scream all you want, but no one will be able to save you! I have finally found the right rose, and the perfect specimen to open the gates. I shall finally rule over all those mindless puppets with you, my child, by my side!" Quistis' eyes slowly started to tear up, the tears floating straight to the top. "Cry all you want, you're wasting your power, you meek, pathetic excuse for a Blue Mage!" Again, Quistis' tears got the best of her. "I shall rule this world and you will destroy it, just as your ancestor created it." With those words, she disappeared in a dark smoke, leaving Quistis alone with her thoughts.
'Why me? I never did anything to deserve this.' The willow whips tightened against her arms as she tried to wipe her tears away. She screamed again, but heard nothing but bubbles float to the top. 'How am I going to survive this? I never meant to become a blue mage.' She then turned and looked at the small tattoo on her wrist. She was stripped to nothing, yet she felt like she was in an oven.
She started to cry again and began to weep her heart out. She was like the rest of the other girls. Left to die a miserable and lonely death...
I lifted up from my bed in the Ragnarok, breathing deeply and wiping at my brow. It was so real. I felt her pain. I looked over at Zell's bed, but he wasn't there. I turned towards the chair, watching him shake with fear. "Zell?"
"Did you have a dream, Seifer?" I sat up, the cool sheet slipping off my bare chest. Zell was only in a pair of shorts while I was, well...you can guess. "A dream of Quistis?"
I nodded my head. "With a woman in purple?"
He nodded his head. "And she was in a tube of sorts?"
I sighed softly. "It was no dream. Those damned spirits are showing us what she's going through. Making us feel her pain and hear her thoughts!"
Zell cocked his head. "Why do you say that?"
"It's common sense."
"I don't agree..."
I chuckled. "Because you have no common sense!"
He stood up, shaking a wild fist at me. "Wanna say that to my face!"
I stood up, my sheet slipping off from around me. Zell stood there wide eyed as I shook my fist at him. I suddenly realized what had happened.
She had come back, her fingernails dancing on the glass of her chamber. She quivered softly, shaking and trembling in fear. 'It's not fair I get treated this way.'
"Pyralis!" the woman called out. I looked up, seeing a fire woman dressed in oranges and red.
"Yes, my Queen?" she said while bowing, her crazy, curly, red hair flopping down.
The queen grinned maniacally towards me, her long, black nails tapping on the glass. "Did you get the two men she loves?"
"Yes, my Queen."
"And led them to Nen?" she asked.
"Yes, my Queen."
She grinned at me, her purple eyes dashed with an evil mix of red. "Those stupid fools. Falling dead into my trap. With the final four blue magic, the rose, and the last Blue Mage, the gates will surely open!" Quistis' eyes went wide.
"My Queen?" The queen turned to look at Pyralis. "Why couldn't you send us four elemental spirits out to get the final four blue magic?"
The queen laughed and turned to look at Pyralis. "I need you four to protect me. Either way, people would come look for her and would end up killing me when you four were on a mission to find them. This way, I can watch her and the Rose. As well as getting the four blue magic!"
Quistis whimpered softly. Pyralis bowed, walking away from the queen. 'Why must this happen to me?'
Chapter Eight
She laid there, the liquid protecting her entire body. She was frozen, stiff in time, and felt as if her world had ended. Although she was frozen, she could still breathe and see through the thick and foggy water. She saw a woman dressed in an all purple gown, which was like a piece of the twilight sky. Her eyes were a misty shade of purple, which danced in her mind. Quistis silently closed her eyes, turning her head towards four other chambers much like her own. Inside were four other women much like her. All of them had beautiful honey blonde hair, and bright beautiful blue eyes. Though, the other girls were long from dead, their bodies filled with death. Each of their eyes was blank.
The woman spun towards Quistis, grinning as if the world was hers. "I've finally found the right one, my child..." Quistis cringed softly. With one snap of the woman's fingers, willow whips snapped onto Quistis and latched onto her limbs. She opened her mouth to scream in pain, but only bubbles appeared. The woman laughed mysteriously. "Scream all you want, but no one will be able to save you! I have finally found the right rose, and the perfect specimen to open the gates. I shall finally rule over all those mindless puppets with you, my child, by my side!" Quistis' eyes slowly started to tear up, the tears floating straight to the top. "Cry all you want, you're wasting your power, you meek, pathetic excuse for a Blue Mage!" Again, Quistis' tears got the best of her. "I shall rule this world and you will destroy it, just as your ancestor created it." With those words, she disappeared in a dark smoke, leaving Quistis alone with her thoughts.
'Why me? I never did anything to deserve this.' The willow whips tightened against her arms as she tried to wipe her tears away. She screamed again, but heard nothing but bubbles float to the top. 'How am I going to survive this? I never meant to become a blue mage.' She then turned and looked at the small tattoo on her wrist. She was stripped to nothing, yet she felt like she was in an oven.
She started to cry again and began to weep her heart out. She was like the rest of the other girls. Left to die a miserable and lonely death...
I lifted up from my bed in the Ragnarok, breathing deeply and wiping at my brow. It was so real. I felt her pain. I looked over at Zell's bed, but he wasn't there. I turned towards the chair, watching him shake with fear. "Zell?"
"Did you have a dream, Seifer?" I sat up, the cool sheet slipping off my bare chest. Zell was only in a pair of shorts while I was, well...you can guess. "A dream of Quistis?"
I nodded my head. "With a woman in purple?"
He nodded his head. "And she was in a tube of sorts?"
I sighed softly. "It was no dream. Those damned spirits are showing us what she's going through. Making us feel her pain and hear her thoughts!"
Zell cocked his head. "Why do you say that?"
"It's common sense."
"I don't agree..."
I chuckled. "Because you have no common sense!"
He stood up, shaking a wild fist at me. "Wanna say that to my face!"
I stood up, my sheet slipping off from around me. Zell stood there wide eyed as I shook my fist at him. I suddenly realized what had happened.
She had come back, her fingernails dancing on the glass of her chamber. She quivered softly, shaking and trembling in fear. 'It's not fair I get treated this way.'
"Pyralis!" the woman called out. I looked up, seeing a fire woman dressed in oranges and red.
"Yes, my Queen?" she said while bowing, her crazy, curly, red hair flopping down.
The queen grinned maniacally towards me, her long, black nails tapping on the glass. "Did you get the two men she loves?"
"Yes, my Queen."
"And led them to Nen?" she asked.
"Yes, my Queen."
She grinned at me, her purple eyes dashed with an evil mix of red. "Those stupid fools. Falling dead into my trap. With the final four blue magic, the rose, and the last Blue Mage, the gates will surely open!" Quistis' eyes went wide.
"My Queen?" The queen turned to look at Pyralis. "Why couldn't you send us four elemental spirits out to get the final four blue magic?"
The queen laughed and turned to look at Pyralis. "I need you four to protect me. Either way, people would come look for her and would end up killing me when you four were on a mission to find them. This way, I can watch her and the Rose. As well as getting the four blue magic!"
Quistis whimpered softly. Pyralis bowed, walking away from the queen. 'Why must this happen to me?'