Is this how it ends?
A Final Fantasy VIII fanfic
Remember I do not and will never own the characters in this fic. They belong to Squaresoft. OK? OK!
Chapter One Broken heart
Is there ever an end? Where does life begin? My whole life feels so empty…so bare. Everything I've ever held dear to my heart stripped from me. Why now do I feel so incomplete? What's missing in my life?
It's been 5 months since the battle at Ultimecia's Castle. Since that battle ended I felt hollow. Was it because of her? Because of Rinoa? I know I gave up on myself when she joined us, I gave up on my heart. I had convinced myself that the love I thought I'd had for Squall was just misunderstood, but since that battle it's been harder to deny. I'm not jealous of her…I just wish I'd said something to Squall before she ever came. Maybe if I had told him how I felt things would be different. Now I live in denial, once again at the rank of instructor. As I walk along the carpeted hallways of Garden I wonder what I could be doing with my life if I'd never came to Garden. If I had died at Ultimecia's castle then how would the others speak of me? They'd use past tense and comparison to put my soul up against someone else.
"Hey there Quistis!" a voice behind me chirped. I turned and behind me stood Irvine, his usual casually dressed self. He smiled and tilted his hat at me. "Nice weather we've been having isn't it?"
"Yes, it's been lovely," I replied, smiling back. That smile was just a mask to cover what I felt within. A mask to hide myself from the harsh reality of this world. Irvine drew his gun from the holster at his side and put the barrel underneath my chin. He tilted it upward and looked into my eyes.
"Quistis, don't go wasting yourself OK?" he said, removing the barrel of his gun from my chin. "You've got to find something worth living for…find something to make yourself whole."
"I will," I replied as happily as I could manage. He tilted his hat once more and left. Irvine is a dear friend to me, and I will confess that he has a point. How was I supposed to find something to make me feel like I'm worth something? Like I'm not some doll that can be discarded once I have served my desired purpose? I heard footsteps from behind me and I turned to see who was approaching. It was Squall.
"There you are Instructor Trepe," he said, sounding a little relieved. I felt myself flush slightly with surprise. "I was beginning to think you'd disappeared somewhere."
"No, sir," I replied politely, trying to hide my embarrassment. He shook his head at me.
"Quistis you don't have to call me sir, remember?" he said.
"I know…but you're the commander…I must address you with the appropriate respect, sir," I replied simply. He smiled at me.
"Never mind," he sighed. "You're free until 1600 hours. That's when your next class will begin." I nodded; he smiled and walked on. My face was warm and red from where I'd gotten such a shock from seeing him. I decided to train hard in the Training Centre to shape myself up for the trials that lay ahead. I walked along the soft carpet into the bushy green of the Training Centre. There was silence throughout the centre and I was quite surprised. The next thing I knew I'd found myself on the grass. A T-Rexaur had come up behind me and had started to attack. I armed myself with my Save The Queen and prepared for combat. I used Leviathan and Siren, but still I knew I needed an Ice Guardian Force: Shiva. Squall had Shiva junctioned to him at all times. They were like partners, as one grew strong, the other grew strong with it. The sharp tear of my flesh seemed to echo through the centre, as did my scream which followed. Blood hastily poured from the deep gash in my side as I stumbled backwards and placed one hand on my gashed side to try and stop the blood flow, but it trickled through my fingers. My clothes were torn and I was battered, bruised and bleeding. I felt my knees give way beneath me as I hit the dirt. I pulled myself up with my arms and looked up into the face of my attacker. He opened his mouth, ready to kill me. I let out one last helpless scream as he lunged down towards me.
This is my first fanfic so please be nice when you review it! I'll put up the next part real soon!
A Final Fantasy VIII fanfic
Remember I do not and will never own the characters in this fic. They belong to Squaresoft. OK? OK!
Chapter One Broken heart
Is there ever an end? Where does life begin? My whole life feels so empty…so bare. Everything I've ever held dear to my heart stripped from me. Why now do I feel so incomplete? What's missing in my life?
It's been 5 months since the battle at Ultimecia's Castle. Since that battle ended I felt hollow. Was it because of her? Because of Rinoa? I know I gave up on myself when she joined us, I gave up on my heart. I had convinced myself that the love I thought I'd had for Squall was just misunderstood, but since that battle it's been harder to deny. I'm not jealous of her…I just wish I'd said something to Squall before she ever came. Maybe if I had told him how I felt things would be different. Now I live in denial, once again at the rank of instructor. As I walk along the carpeted hallways of Garden I wonder what I could be doing with my life if I'd never came to Garden. If I had died at Ultimecia's castle then how would the others speak of me? They'd use past tense and comparison to put my soul up against someone else.
"Hey there Quistis!" a voice behind me chirped. I turned and behind me stood Irvine, his usual casually dressed self. He smiled and tilted his hat at me. "Nice weather we've been having isn't it?"
"Yes, it's been lovely," I replied, smiling back. That smile was just a mask to cover what I felt within. A mask to hide myself from the harsh reality of this world. Irvine drew his gun from the holster at his side and put the barrel underneath my chin. He tilted it upward and looked into my eyes.
"Quistis, don't go wasting yourself OK?" he said, removing the barrel of his gun from my chin. "You've got to find something worth living for…find something to make yourself whole."
"I will," I replied as happily as I could manage. He tilted his hat once more and left. Irvine is a dear friend to me, and I will confess that he has a point. How was I supposed to find something to make me feel like I'm worth something? Like I'm not some doll that can be discarded once I have served my desired purpose? I heard footsteps from behind me and I turned to see who was approaching. It was Squall.
"There you are Instructor Trepe," he said, sounding a little relieved. I felt myself flush slightly with surprise. "I was beginning to think you'd disappeared somewhere."
"No, sir," I replied politely, trying to hide my embarrassment. He shook his head at me.
"Quistis you don't have to call me sir, remember?" he said.
"I know…but you're the commander…I must address you with the appropriate respect, sir," I replied simply. He smiled at me.
"Never mind," he sighed. "You're free until 1600 hours. That's when your next class will begin." I nodded; he smiled and walked on. My face was warm and red from where I'd gotten such a shock from seeing him. I decided to train hard in the Training Centre to shape myself up for the trials that lay ahead. I walked along the soft carpet into the bushy green of the Training Centre. There was silence throughout the centre and I was quite surprised. The next thing I knew I'd found myself on the grass. A T-Rexaur had come up behind me and had started to attack. I armed myself with my Save The Queen and prepared for combat. I used Leviathan and Siren, but still I knew I needed an Ice Guardian Force: Shiva. Squall had Shiva junctioned to him at all times. They were like partners, as one grew strong, the other grew strong with it. The sharp tear of my flesh seemed to echo through the centre, as did my scream which followed. Blood hastily poured from the deep gash in my side as I stumbled backwards and placed one hand on my gashed side to try and stop the blood flow, but it trickled through my fingers. My clothes were torn and I was battered, bruised and bleeding. I felt my knees give way beneath me as I hit the dirt. I pulled myself up with my arms and looked up into the face of my attacker. He opened his mouth, ready to kill me. I let out one last helpless scream as he lunged down towards me.
This is my first fanfic so please be nice when you review it! I'll put up the next part real soon!