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Little note from me:
I don't own any Final Fantasy VIII characters. Squaresoft and Square electronic arts owns all rights to them. Oh, and Squaresoft? Try to sue me? I don't have ANY MONEY.
Chapter Two: Vacation for Two
..sigh..Quistis Trepe was bored, sitting in the spacious cockpit of the Fire Cross, watching Seifer Almasy manipulate the controls.
"Where are we going?" Quistis asked for the fourth time.
"You'll see," Seifer answered the same for the..fourth....time.
..sigh..She stood up from her seat, and walked to the elevator.
Seifer didn't even notice as she pressed the DOWN button, and the elevator lowered. Once off the elevator, Quistis headed right, towards the passenger area. She had always thought that the best part of the Ragnarok, which was identical to this ship. The door slid open, and Quistis looked around for a place to sit...only to find there was none. Instead of seats, like there were on Ragnarok, the entire center of the area was taken up by a holo-table, desinged for showing complex maps for battle plans.
"I had the place remodled a bit," Seifer's voice surprised her.
"I'll say," she murmered, then suddenly realized something.
"Seifer, if you're here, then...WHO'S FLYING THE SHIP?" Quistis was frantic.
"Easy. This thing has autopilot," Seifer answered cooly.
Relaxed now, Quistis looked around,"Seifer, if you plan battles here, why isn't there a decent place to sit?"
"Why do you always have to question everything I do?" Seifer frowned.
"I question everything everyone does. I do not discriminate," Quistis smirked.
Seifer shrugged, and pressed a button on the wall. Instantly, a bed unfolded in one of the corners of the room.
"See? Like I said, I had it remodled...a bit." Seifer said.
Quistis walked over, and sat on the bed, and patted the area next to her with her hand, motioning for Seifer to join her. He took off his grey trenchcoat, and hung it on a rung near the door, then came over, and sat down next to her.
"Okay. For the fifth time, where are we going?" Quistis gave him a look.
"Allright. I was savin' it for a surprise, but we're headed to Centra," Seifer said sadly.
"Centra? But, why on Earth would we be headed there?" Quistis frowned, her eyebrows furrowing.
"Well, uh, it's my favorite place, the Centra Ruins." Seifer ran his hand through his hair.
"Oh! I've been there with Squall and Rinoa. That's where we found..." Quistis trailed off.
"What?" Seifer was curious.
"Oh, nothing," she said whistfully.
"No, I mean it. What did you find?" Seifer nudged her.
"We found Odin there," she answered.
"What the hell's an Odin?"
Quistis blanched, "You don't remember?"
"No! I don't have no frickin' idea of what the hell you're going on about, so just spit it!"
"Odin was a lengendary Guardian Force. He rode on a mighty steed, and carried a sword called the Zanetsuken, that no foe could dodge." Quistis sighed, "When we, um, fought with you at Lunatic Pandora, Odin came to help us. He tried to kill you, but you ended up killing him instead. You really don't remember?"
"Quisty, we've been over this a million times. I don't remember anything from the day I took Deling hostage, to the day that I found myself lying on Balamb's beach, alongside Fujin and Rage. The rest is just a big blank." Seifer said.
"Oh. I'm sorry." Quistis was shocked.
"Fine. But, anyway, getting back to our subject. I was spending some time alone, after buying this here ship, and I ran into the Centra Ruins. I mean, there were these increadibly tough monsters there, but at the top, next to the demon statue.....that is the most beautiful place on Earth," Seifer was staring out the window now.
Quistis gave him a wry look, "A demon statue is the most beatiful place on Earth?"
"No! I mean the stars, and the desert landscape, and the mountains. Everthing in that area is so dead, and peaceful." Seifer sighed.
"Look, Seifer, I know we have our differences, but we can make the best of this relationship!" Quistis hugged his arm.
"How bout' we start now?" he whispered, and kissed her.
She broke the kiss and giggled, "You sure this thing's built well?"
Seifer frowned, "Of course it is. Some of Esthars best technitions worked on this ship!"
"I was referring to the bed...." Quistis pulled him down with her.
The air was sweet. The wind blew in her hair. Cid couldn't have picked a more beatiful day for their wedding. Rinoa Heartilly stepped out of Edea Kramer's old house on the Cape of Good Hope. My God, she thought, my last name will be Leonhart. She looked down the steps, and saw her father, General Caraway, there, standing, waiting to give her away. He never had me until recently, she thought wryly. The General and his daughter hadn't exactly had the best of relationships until she had fallen in love with Squall. Being in love had just made her so.....happy....fulfilled. Her father took her arm, and led her down the path to Rinoa's favorite place. This is where Squall and I promised. Tables and chairs had been set up in the area, in place of the usual strewn rubble. A long, red carpet covered the ground, leading to.....Rinoa's breath caught up in her throat as she saw Squall standing there, in front of the magnificent field of flowers, with Cid standing behind him, holding an ancient Bible. Laguna stood to Squall's left, smiling, and to Squall's right, just right of where she would be standing, was Zell. But Rinoa's attention was on Squall. He was dressed in his finest SeeD uniform ever. In fact, it reminded her of the White Seeds' uniforms.....mostly because of its color. His LionHeart gunblade hung, deactivated, at his side, on a catch. This was the man she was about to marry, about to spend her life with, and she was so happy. She turned and looked at her father.
"Go on. Do what makes you happy"
"Thank you.........Daddy." she forced herself to say. His face lit up.
"Rin, that's the first time you've called me that," he whispered, his eyes glistening.
She smiled, and parted from him, heading up to where Squall stood. When she got there, she faced him. When she saw the look on his face, she couldn't help but cry.
"Um...dearly beloved...um...we are gathered here today..." Cid fumbled with the words.
"To make these two little upstarts suffer!" a harsh voice screamed.
"What the hell!?" Squall was alarmed. Rinoa saw it first. The statue erected behind Cid had transformed into the terrible visage of the last person she expected to see alive.
Adel, Rinoa thought, seconds before the evil sorceress grabbed Cid with one hand, and threw him into a pillar, breaking it in half. The pillar toppeled, and landed on top of Cid, who had falled to the ground like a brick. Squall was quick, though, and drew his LionHeart. He activated it, and began to junction a GF. Adel was faster, and swiped with one of her tremendous claws, knocking the LionHeart from Squall's grip.
"Where in the heck did you come from?" cried Laguna, who was right behind Squall, holding a large machine gun.
"You weakling humans really thought you had killed me?" Adel chortled. " You simply weakened me, but enabled me to make the full transition into compressed time, from which I have come. Do you now see the err of your ways?"
"The only err here, is you, bitch!" Squall was furious, after what Adel had done to Cid.
"You have no weapon, SeeD! You are defensless. As is your former future wife!" Adel screeched, and leapt at Rinoa.
Same time, Centra Ruins
"Mmmm. That....was....good," Quistis Trepe sighed.
"My God, Quisty, I had no idea that...." Seifer gasped, still catching his breath.
"What, you didn't think I had any expierience?" She smirked.
"Well, uh, no!" he furrowed his eyebrows.
"You were right," she cooed.
"Huh? You mean, you're a.."
"Shhhhh." She stopped him midsentence, and kissed him so hard he thought she was trying to draw him into her. He started to feel warm again.
"Mmmmmm. Looks like you're ready for another go," Quistis almost purred. The landing klaxon sounded.
"Oh, shit! I had the ship on autopilot!" Seifer seethed, and got up.
"Dammit, Seifer. Can't you ignore the fucking alarm!?" Quistis hissed. Seifer turned around in shock.
"Watch...your mouth, Instructor," he said, putting a finger on her full, red lips.
"Oh hell. I've told you not to call me that! Call me Quistis, or Quisty!" she roared.
"You best get dressed. We're headed outside," Seifer said, and raced off to the cockpit, still trying to put on his clothes. Quistis snorted, and began to gather her clothes.
Ten minutes later Quistis stepped down the boarding ramp of the Fire Cross, and saw Seifer waiting for her on the ground.
"What's your problem, Almasy?" She slapped him on the back.
"Quiet. Something's wrong," he said cryptically.
"Yeah, you and your additude!" she exploded.
"Shhhhhhhhh. I'm serious, baby, something's wrong," he turned to look at her.
"What?" she whispered, suddenly worried.
"Well, about five minutes ago, when I came down the ramp, I was greeted by a host of Behemoths, that fled up the tower when they saw me," he answered.
"Oh, well that's no big deal. The Behemoths were just scared of you," Quistis chuckled.
"No, Quisty. Behemoths don't scare, and they aren't indigenous to this area. Also, Behemoths don't travel in groups. I think that there is some strange doing in this," he explained. Suddenly, a sharp sound filled their ears, making both of them cup their hands over them momentarilly.
"What the hell was that?" Seifer whispered to Quistis after a few seconds. Quistis considered his question, then it dawned on her.
"Oh..shhhiiit!" she cursed.
"What!?" he was alarmed.
"When Squall, Rin, and I fought the Ultima Weapon underground, the rocks resonated before the thing surfaced," she said, starting to shake all over.
"What's an Ultima Weapon?" Seifer asked innocently. As if on cue, the Ultima Weapon landed right in front of them.
"Holy shit!" Seifer screamed, and ran. Quistis did the same. The Ultima Weapon brought its sword down on Seifer, but hit only bare ground. Great, Seifer thought, it chose me as a target. He reached out, and searched for a GF to junction. Bahamut should do, Seifer thought, and reached out to the GF, only to find it already junctioned. Squall usually used Bahamut, but, today was his wedding. He shouldn't have to junction a GF, unless. The idea finally came to rest in his mind. Something had happened to Squall, and Seifer was betting that the two incidents were linked. He tried reaching out to Eden, the most powerful GF, but found he couldn't junction it. For some reason, all the GF's were in pain, and wouldn't be junctioned. Oh great, Seifer thought, without a GF, i'm... He turned around, and saw the glint of Ultima Weapon's blade slicing through the air at him.
Holy crap! It looks like everybody is in trouble. I really hate leaving people on cliffhangers, whether it's in storytelling, or fanfic, but that's that. You have to wait until chapter 3 comes out to see what happens. Sit tight, it's comming soon to a Fanfiction.net near you!
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