Wow, its been a while, but I've finally got more of this story done! I was yet again at a writers block for this certain fic. Legal stuff now *sighes* Squaresoft still owns ffviii because I still do not have a horse or a husky named Sprinkles. Oh and why hasn't anybody reviewed or read my other story, `What a Difference a Day Makes', I think that it is better than this one myself! But that's okay cause as long as people like one of my stories I'm happy! Don't forget to READ AND REVIEW GOT IT?! Thanx!


Chapter 6: And the Long Night Gets Longer


It was late that night, or maybe I should say early that morning, 5: 48 to be exact. The garden was silent with fear, people locked up in their dorms trying to fall asleep, but many were not very successful. People lay awake in their beds, their lights on watching TV, or just sitting there hoping for the best. There was somebody asleep though, in the infirmary


Seifer was calmly asleep in the darkened room, Irvine sitting in his chair as Cid had requested. Seifer had been having a wonderful dream where he never was possessed by Ulticimia...That was only a dream, an idol dream, a wasted dream that could never be real. As many movies have proclaimed, it was quiet...To quiet.


"Seifer...." a voice called him. A serene yet cold woman's voice which brought him out of his slumber. His eyes opened slowly and then were focused and darting around the room. "Seifer..."


"Who's there?!" he whispered with a tad of urgency in his voice, he knew he couldn't do anything to protect himself at the moment with his ribs and all. The voice laughed softly, at first he thought it was the voice that had inhabited his mind earlier, but this was definitely not that voice. The woman's voice sighed.


"Seifer, Seifer, Seifer," it chided with amusement surrounding the name she kept repeating.


"Where are you? Show yourself!" he demanded.


"Seifer, Seifer, Seifer...A personal object or person without any meaning..."


"What the hell?" Seifer didn't really know what to say, he was afraid, though he would never admit it, he was frightened.


"That is what your name means...A seifer is a personal object or person without meaning and that is exactly what you are. My dear boy, don't tell me you didn't even know what your name ment?" she was mocking him in a sadistic way. Trying to accomplish something, but what?


"Ment? Don't talk about me in past tense! I'm not dead," he was still looking around the room trying to find the origin of the voice.


"Did I say ment? Oh silly me I must be speaking like the future has occurred again...Opps!," she began laughing and laughing, and then Seifer saw Irvine stand up from beside the door and turn on a light. Most people wouldn't see anything different about him...But Seifer isn't most people, he saw something that made him want to scream.


"Let him go you bitch!" Seifer snarled in Irvine's direction.


"Oh I'll let him go when I am quite done with him," the words came from Irvine's mouth but it was that same eerie woman's voice.


"Let him go now Ulticimia!" He shouted at the possessed figure in front of him.


"Now now now Seifer, what makes you think I'm Ulticimia? You have served as my knight, that is true and you were possessed during that time period, but I am far from Ulticimia," this person, whoever it be was the kind of person to speak in circles, only she knew what she was and unless somebody solved her riddled words, nobody would know who or what she was.


"That's not possible," he breathed.


"Isn't it? Think, you do know somebody who is a sorceress," she squinted Irvine's eyes to be even more mocking.


"Rinoa?" he asked, he was getting really confused. Irvine smiled.


"Guess again Sherlock or your friend who has been so kind as to allow me to barrow his body will not be fortunate".


"But...But...I don't know any other sorrceress!" he was getting very agitated. The smile vanished from Irvine's face.


"Oh you are very ignorant aren't you?" she sighed and pulled out a twisted dagger. "Fine, fine..Fine, your friends loss, bah bye!" and with that she slit one of Irvine's rists and her presence was gone. Seifer knew better to think that Irvine was dead. He picked up the phone and called doctor Kadowaki who came rushing to Irvine's aid. Everyone else soon followed and were around Seifer once again, except for Squall and Selphie who were with Irvine. Squall had cooled down a bit but was still in no hurry to see Seifer.


"This night just keeps getting longer and longer, doesn't it?" Zell sighed as he massaged his temples.


"So there is a new sorceress?" Cid questioned Seifer.


"No, that would be way to cliche, we know her, or rather, I know her...But I don't know any sorceresses besides Ulticimia Adel and Rinoa, two of those choices are dead and that person told me that she wasn't Rinoa...So who the hell is she?!"


"Well we must do something at once!" Cid proclaimed. "First we.."


"NO!" Quistis interrupted. "Don't you people see?! We can't do anything accept wait! This person is toying with us trying to ruffle our feathers, but she knows that when she strikes she will be a total mystery giving her the advantage! We can't let her get to us, we have to go on like everything is okay".


"No offence Quistis but that is gonna be pretty damn hard!!" Zell yelled in a frustrated tone.


"DO WE HAVE ANY OTHER CHOICE?!!" Quistis yelled back. They began arguing much unlike themselves.


"People," Seifer said but nobody heard him. "PEOPLE!!!" everyone quieted down and looked at him. "Lets just concentrate on how Irvine is doing and worry about this later, we have all had a tough night and the sun will be rising in an hour, she won't try anything while its light out, she can't reveal herself in the light and she doesn't have an outside slave so we have to
just stay FREAKIN CALM OKAY?!!"


"Fine".


"Alright."


"Okay."


To Be Continued