Fatal Obsession
Chapter 3 - SeeD Transfer
Disclaimer: Yep yep, you know the routine. Well, Giovan belongs to me, please don't take him. Thank you, have a nice day!
"Reach for my hand, hurry!" Quistis hung from the edge of a cliff, her legs blowing about. They occasionally slammed violently against the rocky side. Frantically, her eyes searched for the hand she longed to grab. "Quistis, why aren't you taking my hand?!" She gasped, looking upwards into a set of gray eyes, but that was all she could see. The eyes ruled with menace, and glared at her. It was powerful enough to knock her off the cliff, if he deemed to change his gaze. " Take my hand before you fall, please!"
Her mind told her hand to reach out for help, but her heart screamed for her to just let go. To just fall, for it was better than anything she would find within the eyes. "You can trust me…" Quistis' mind got the better of her as she grasped a hand she could not see. Then, out of no where, the eyes blazed red, as a deep throaty laugh emerged from nowhere. "Like I said, your mine."
The hand lifted her up and tightened. It tossed her at least 15 feet away from the cliff, to pummel to her death. As she fell, the last thing she heard was, " Quistis, my forever, come stay with me, together, all eternity…"
Quistis awoke with a startle. Breathing in deeply, she sat up, sweat creasing her brow. " I…I…" She just stuttered to herself, tears rimmed her eyes, threatening to fall. " Don't cry Quisty, it was just a dream." 'Then how come it felt so real' Her mind was screeching at her. Quistis looked at the clock, 5.17 AM. 'Early enough to get up' she thought. Getting up slowly, Quistis walked to the shower. Not even glancing in the mirror, she turned the cold water on and got in.
"Hm, I thought she would be here by now." Headmaster Cid paced back and forth behind his desk, glancing at his watch. A knock came at his door. "Come in please."
Quistis entered the room, saluted, then eased her stature. "You wanted to see me Headmaster?" He motioned for her to sit down. She kindly refused, stood timidly and looked at him.
"Yes, I wanted to see you. We have a new student from Trabia Garden. His name is Giovan Stratus. You are to be his Instructor. Giovan, please meet Instructor Quistis Trepe. Quistis, Giovan Stratus." Quistis turned around at Cid's motion, and a man of 20 years of age stepped from the shadows next to the door.
"Instructor Trepe, a pleasure to make your acquaintance." She looked at him. He had deep purple-ish eyes, dark brown hair that was pulled back loosely at the base of his neck, and fell a little below his shoulders. A decent build, and around the height of six foot three inches, he loomed over Quistis. Giovan offered her a hand.
"Nice to meet you as well, Giovan," she reached out and shook his hand. "But I must be going, as I have to stop by the Quad, then I have my first class." She gave him a crisp smile, turned, and saluted Cid. "Class begins at 1300, Floor 2, Room 4. Please do not be late. I bid you a good day."
He gave her a light smile, trailing her over with his eyes, then moved so she could leave. Quistis walked out, and entered the elevator. Cid turned to Giovan. "I hope you will find Balamb comfortable, and the staff is very friendly."
Giovan smirked. "I am sure Balamb will be just fine." He saluted Cid as well, then turned to leave, deciding to stop by his dorm room before lunch.
**REWRITTEN AUTHOR'S NOTE** Well yes. I just can't leave this story hanging since it was my first one. So, here's another rewritten chapter. Sorry it's taken so long to do this.