Crossing the Threshold
Questions of the Mind
by PhoenixBlade
This chapter begins...and I don't know if I will be able to continue it cause of school and everything's that's happened, but I'll try to get this fic done. Okay, SquareSoft owns this game and some other guys who I can't remember much about, but this fic belongs to moi. Nuff said.
Cloud watched the birds fly over head as he laid back in a field near Chocobo Bill's Ranch. He needed this break. Ever since the battle with Sephiroth, he never had time to himself. The public was always asking him questions and adoring him. He wasn't the type of guy for fame. He just did what his instincts told him to do and he did everything for...
He sighed, "Can't even remember what I did it for anyway."
He sat up and took his Ultimate Weapon that was lying on the ground beside him and held it in his hands.
"Sephiroth used me as a puppet and had Aeris as the bait, just waiting for me to take a bite and reel me in. I wasn't born for this kind of fate. I have too much fight in me that I could not finish, like not being able to save Aeris' life and my town, everyone. Why was I born to such a fate, to such a world to protect?"
"Where's Cloud?" Red XIII asked the secretary.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but President Strife has gone out for a few days now. He'll be back in a few days. Are you a friend of the president?"
"Yeah, I am. Thank you for your help," Red XIII said and left the secretary, "Damn Cloud, Where are you?"
"Wha?! Cloud's not there either?!" Tifa shouted into the PHS.
"Don't shout so loud Tifa," Red XIII said on the other line, "he's been gone for days and no one's seen him. His secretary doesn't even know where he is. No one does."
He wasn't really this way when we were kids, Tifa thought.
Red XIII resumed, "Well, you know Cloud. He's just gotta be by himself sometimes you know. Being a fighter his whole life and suddenly becoming the president isn't what he hoped for."
The people wanted him to become president, Tifa thought, but he wasn't ready. He's got his own reasons for everything, like he always does, but now... he's not just a normal person anymore.
Squall rounded the corner and came across Rinoa who was wheezing against the wall. He rushed to her immediately.
"Rinoa! Are you all right?" Squall exclaimed.
She looked up at him and smiled, "Squall, I'm fine. Nothing to get worried about, besides, don't you have that meeting with your father?"
He scowled, "Yeah."
"Well, go on. Don't worry about me though, I'll be fine."
Squall nodded, "You sure?"
She nodded, "Positive. Now go."
He looked at her one more time and left. Her smile faded and she fell to her knees panting for air.
"Enough Zell! There's no more hot dogs!" Quistis scolded him.
Zell started to pout, "No more..hot..dogs?"
Selphie decided to cheer him up, "For now anyways. When the lunch ladies are done, I'll tell them to save a bunch for you, all right?"
He cheered up immediately, "All right!"
"Hi Irvy!" Selphie waved.
Irvine entered the cafeteria and waved back, "What's up Sephie? Have anyone of you seen Squall?"
"His father wanted to talk to him so he's off for Esthar," Quistis answered.
"Ooh, I hope his daddy's got a shield of gold and police protection," Irvine said, "Squall's got a grudge against his pops the size of Galbadia and he's sure not gonna pass up his chance to tell daddio how he feels about him."
Kay, Squall's gonna meet daddy. Ooh, wonder how that's gonna turn out. Got any bright ideas? Then send them to me in your review for me, but be warned, flames will be doused with curses and removed. Anyways, thanks for reading. I'll try to get more done on my next one with some help cause I'm clueless.
Questions of the Mind
by PhoenixBlade
This chapter begins...and I don't know if I will be able to continue it cause of school and everything's that's happened, but I'll try to get this fic done. Okay, SquareSoft owns this game and some other guys who I can't remember much about, but this fic belongs to moi. Nuff said.
Cloud watched the birds fly over head as he laid back in a field near Chocobo Bill's Ranch. He needed this break. Ever since the battle with Sephiroth, he never had time to himself. The public was always asking him questions and adoring him. He wasn't the type of guy for fame. He just did what his instincts told him to do and he did everything for...
He sighed, "Can't even remember what I did it for anyway."
He sat up and took his Ultimate Weapon that was lying on the ground beside him and held it in his hands.
"Sephiroth used me as a puppet and had Aeris as the bait, just waiting for me to take a bite and reel me in. I wasn't born for this kind of fate. I have too much fight in me that I could not finish, like not being able to save Aeris' life and my town, everyone. Why was I born to such a fate, to such a world to protect?"
"Where's Cloud?" Red XIII asked the secretary.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but President Strife has gone out for a few days now. He'll be back in a few days. Are you a friend of the president?"
"Yeah, I am. Thank you for your help," Red XIII said and left the secretary, "Damn Cloud, Where are you?"
"Wha?! Cloud's not there either?!" Tifa shouted into the PHS.
"Don't shout so loud Tifa," Red XIII said on the other line, "he's been gone for days and no one's seen him. His secretary doesn't even know where he is. No one does."
He wasn't really this way when we were kids, Tifa thought.
Red XIII resumed, "Well, you know Cloud. He's just gotta be by himself sometimes you know. Being a fighter his whole life and suddenly becoming the president isn't what he hoped for."
The people wanted him to become president, Tifa thought, but he wasn't ready. He's got his own reasons for everything, like he always does, but now... he's not just a normal person anymore.
Squall rounded the corner and came across Rinoa who was wheezing against the wall. He rushed to her immediately.
"Rinoa! Are you all right?" Squall exclaimed.
She looked up at him and smiled, "Squall, I'm fine. Nothing to get worried about, besides, don't you have that meeting with your father?"
He scowled, "Yeah."
"Well, go on. Don't worry about me though, I'll be fine."
Squall nodded, "You sure?"
She nodded, "Positive. Now go."
He looked at her one more time and left. Her smile faded and she fell to her knees panting for air.
"Enough Zell! There's no more hot dogs!" Quistis scolded him.
Zell started to pout, "No more..hot..dogs?"
Selphie decided to cheer him up, "For now anyways. When the lunch ladies are done, I'll tell them to save a bunch for you, all right?"
He cheered up immediately, "All right!"
"Hi Irvy!" Selphie waved.
Irvine entered the cafeteria and waved back, "What's up Sephie? Have anyone of you seen Squall?"
"His father wanted to talk to him so he's off for Esthar," Quistis answered.
"Ooh, I hope his daddy's got a shield of gold and police protection," Irvine said, "Squall's got a grudge against his pops the size of Galbadia and he's sure not gonna pass up his chance to tell daddio how he feels about him."
Kay, Squall's gonna meet daddy. Ooh, wonder how that's gonna turn out. Got any bright ideas? Then send them to me in your review for me, but be warned, flames will be doused with curses and removed. Anyways, thanks for reading. I'll try to get more done on my next one with some help cause I'm clueless.
