Liberali Fatali
**Disclaimer** I don't own any of these characters. Seriously, I wish I did, but I don't!
Squall slowly reached out a quivering hand to grasp the cool silver band that lay on the mattress beside him. Blindly, he turned it over and over, tracing the engraving of the statuesque lion on the front. How empty it was. How hollow he had been, to attach any sort of sentiment to a series of lines etched on a ring, when they held no feeling. He slipped the ring onto the chain around his own neck. What really mattered to him -
So suddenly, almost too suddenly, the realisation hit him. Rinoa was gone. He didn't know where she was. He might never see her again -
"ANGEL!"
The words exploded from his mouth as soon as the thought crossed his mind. He WOULD see her again. He WOULD hear her voice, so mellifluous it reminded him of Siren's song. He would. He had to.
In a whirlwind, Squall threw on his clothes and burst out of the dormitory, to find the person who would help him. As his shoes slipped over the polished marble of Balamb's halls, the fountains lining his path melded together in a rushing waterfall of noise and colour -
There she was, still asleep, her tousled head peaceful on her pillow. She would help him - she would have an idea -
He knelt down by the side of her bed and shook her gently. She sighed softly and turned over in bed. He shook her a little harder and her eyes fluttered open to reveal her sleepy, dilated, sapphire irises. She sat up in bed and pushed her tangled gold hair off her shoulders, evidently surprised to see him.
"Quistis", Squall said in a low, urgent voice, "Rinoa's gone. She's gone - "
His voice shook slightly, and he paused for a second to regain his bearings.Then he started to speak again, quickly, to avoid having to relive the awful moment.
"I had a dream I was back at the orphanage, looking for Sis. Then - I realised I wasn't alone. I had Rinoa. Ad she was there, Quistis, but she was scared and alone. I tried to save her - I tried! But she disappeared, behind the swirling mist, rain and fog. And when I woke up...she really was gone, leaving behind only my ring and - "
"And?"
"And a drop of her blood. I don't know what to do, Quisty. Please help me. Please."
Quistis looked at Squall and felt a wall of pity for him rise up within her. The cold, introverted Squall begging her for help? He loved Rinoa. Once, she would have felt jealousy and regret, but now all she felt was compassion for how he had changed. And worry for Rinoa. But - there was hope -
She looked into Squall's blue-green eyes and knew that he was thinking the same thing.
Ellone.
***
Blackness enveloped Squall as he lay back on his dorm bed. Dancing patterns flickered in the darkness. Ellone. He had to call for her in his thoughts. She could find Rinoa - send him to her -
*Ellone? Ellone? Can you hear me?*
He felt a slight, strange prickling sensation at the nape of his neck.
*Ellone...help me...I need you...*
He had never felt this before during contact with Ellone. It was like a - a wall blocking his thoughts from hers. And even worse, it felt as if Ellone was making the wall. Strange forces, like invisible fingers, were pushing his thoughts back forcibly. Pain shot through his temples in a radiating ball of heat.
*Ellone! Listen to me!*
*ELLONE! SIS!*
The wall crumbled, but only partially. The force was still there, the feeling that something was artificial, something wasn't right -
**Please leave, Squall. You do not belong here**
It was Ellone's voice, but Ellone's thoughts? She would never say something like that. Yet she was thinking it, sending it to him. What did she mean?
*What do you mean?*
**I told you to leave! Your presence is unwelcome here.**
*Ellone? What are you saying? I need to help Rinoa!*
**You kannot help Rinoa. Do not interfere**
Was this Ellone? Yes, it was her voice - he had thought that before. But the accent - had he heard it before?
*Ellone? Is that you?*
**In a way.**
*Ellone! I love her!*
**She kannot love you**
*WHAT?! That's impossible! What do you mean, she cannot?*
This wasn't Ellone - he was sure of it. But whoever it was knew where Rinoa was, and why she had gone.
*She does not know you. She is completely at my mercy*
Kurses? Kannot? It couldn't be - they had defeated her -
*KURSES! LEAVE! The extermination will be karried out! No SeeD kan stop me!*
Before Squall was hurled into the writhing chasm of unconsciousness waiting to claim him, he preserved one thought -
*Ultimecia?*
So? Did it suck more than the first part? Should I continue??
Please review!!
**Disclaimer** I don't own any of these characters. Seriously, I wish I did, but I don't!
Squall slowly reached out a quivering hand to grasp the cool silver band that lay on the mattress beside him. Blindly, he turned it over and over, tracing the engraving of the statuesque lion on the front. How empty it was. How hollow he had been, to attach any sort of sentiment to a series of lines etched on a ring, when they held no feeling. He slipped the ring onto the chain around his own neck. What really mattered to him -
So suddenly, almost too suddenly, the realisation hit him. Rinoa was gone. He didn't know where she was. He might never see her again -
"ANGEL!"
The words exploded from his mouth as soon as the thought crossed his mind. He WOULD see her again. He WOULD hear her voice, so mellifluous it reminded him of Siren's song. He would. He had to.
In a whirlwind, Squall threw on his clothes and burst out of the dormitory, to find the person who would help him. As his shoes slipped over the polished marble of Balamb's halls, the fountains lining his path melded together in a rushing waterfall of noise and colour -
There she was, still asleep, her tousled head peaceful on her pillow. She would help him - she would have an idea -
He knelt down by the side of her bed and shook her gently. She sighed softly and turned over in bed. He shook her a little harder and her eyes fluttered open to reveal her sleepy, dilated, sapphire irises. She sat up in bed and pushed her tangled gold hair off her shoulders, evidently surprised to see him.
"Quistis", Squall said in a low, urgent voice, "Rinoa's gone. She's gone - "
His voice shook slightly, and he paused for a second to regain his bearings.Then he started to speak again, quickly, to avoid having to relive the awful moment.
"I had a dream I was back at the orphanage, looking for Sis. Then - I realised I wasn't alone. I had Rinoa. Ad she was there, Quistis, but she was scared and alone. I tried to save her - I tried! But she disappeared, behind the swirling mist, rain and fog. And when I woke up...she really was gone, leaving behind only my ring and - "
"And?"
"And a drop of her blood. I don't know what to do, Quisty. Please help me. Please."
Quistis looked at Squall and felt a wall of pity for him rise up within her. The cold, introverted Squall begging her for help? He loved Rinoa. Once, she would have felt jealousy and regret, but now all she felt was compassion for how he had changed. And worry for Rinoa. But - there was hope -
She looked into Squall's blue-green eyes and knew that he was thinking the same thing.
Ellone.
***
Blackness enveloped Squall as he lay back on his dorm bed. Dancing patterns flickered in the darkness. Ellone. He had to call for her in his thoughts. She could find Rinoa - send him to her -
*Ellone? Ellone? Can you hear me?*
He felt a slight, strange prickling sensation at the nape of his neck.
*Ellone...help me...I need you...*
He had never felt this before during contact with Ellone. It was like a - a wall blocking his thoughts from hers. And even worse, it felt as if Ellone was making the wall. Strange forces, like invisible fingers, were pushing his thoughts back forcibly. Pain shot through his temples in a radiating ball of heat.
*Ellone! Listen to me!*
*ELLONE! SIS!*
The wall crumbled, but only partially. The force was still there, the feeling that something was artificial, something wasn't right -
**Please leave, Squall. You do not belong here**
It was Ellone's voice, but Ellone's thoughts? She would never say something like that. Yet she was thinking it, sending it to him. What did she mean?
*What do you mean?*
**I told you to leave! Your presence is unwelcome here.**
*Ellone? What are you saying? I need to help Rinoa!*
**You kannot help Rinoa. Do not interfere**
Was this Ellone? Yes, it was her voice - he had thought that before. But the accent - had he heard it before?
*Ellone? Is that you?*
**In a way.**
*Ellone! I love her!*
**She kannot love you**
*WHAT?! That's impossible! What do you mean, she cannot?*
This wasn't Ellone - he was sure of it. But whoever it was knew where Rinoa was, and why she had gone.
*She does not know you. She is completely at my mercy*
Kurses? Kannot? It couldn't be - they had defeated her -
*KURSES! LEAVE! The extermination will be karried out! No SeeD kan stop me!*
Before Squall was hurled into the writhing chasm of unconsciousness waiting to claim him, he preserved one thought -
*Ultimecia?*
So? Did it suck more than the first part? Should I continue??
Please review!!