(A/N: I made up new names for everyone so here are some of the names, their
derivations, and what they mean.
Quistis: Gwen= Intellectual, with understanding-Celtic
Squall: León= Lion-like- French [pronounced lay-ohn instead of lee-on;
kinda like the Spanish way to say lion]
Seifer: Geoffrey or Geoff= Chivalrous; brave- Teutonic [OK, the deal with
this name is that knights were supposed to be chivalrous and brave and this
name means that so. . .you get it]
Yeah, I admit, some of the names are kinda corny, but did you really want Seifer to be named Percy instead of Geoff? It's the only thing I can find that means knightly!!!! No offense meant to any Percys out there. I also have names for basically everyone else and you'll get them at the beginning of the chapter in which they appear. Dr. Kadowaki is keeping her name cause she doesn't really appear that often anyway. For the names of cities and last names, I just mixed the letters around. And, as always, some things will be either different or taken out. I don't exactly think people of today have GFs. If I get something wrong about the military and how they operate, I'm telling you now: the heck if I know anything about the military! I've never been in the military and I don't especially plan on pursuing a career there either. And here we go!)
Chapter Two: Scars and Fire
A fight had broken out. Again. It was quite common and was expected at least once a week. Almost a form of entertainment to the rest of the crew. And now they were duking it out again. Gwen didn't understand why they never got along. They were a lot alike, they just didn't realize it. The two infamous enemies, León and Geoff, had quite a past if you looked at it. Growing up together, always fighting even then, entering the same Military Academy, getting taught by the same teachers. . .pretty much together for most of the day. *Then again, who wouldn't get tired of seeing the same person over and over and over, day after day after day?* Gwen thought.
*I can't watch anymore. They'll both end up in the Infirmary like last time,* Gwen said as she walked away from the crowd that had surrounded the two men. FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT could be heard across the whole camp. But the two certain persons doing the fighting couldn't hear it for the angry pound of blood in their ears. Both were ready to use any means to get the other to give up. So far León had a bloody nose and lip and many bruises around his ribs. Geoff on the other hand had only a split lip, black eye, and bruises around his ribs.
Their adrenaline pumped through their veins, their heartbeats quickened with exertion, their breath grew shorter and their lungs constricted with the effort to take another breath. *This is it,* they both thought at the same time. Geoff knocked León down again as they both took out their last resort. Switchblades. They charged at the same time and swung the blades. Geoff diagonally down right. León diagonally up right. They both missed their target. Sort of. They were aiming for an arm or hand but they both got each other's foreheads. (A/N: This sound familiar, eh?)
Suddenly, before the two blacked out from pain, surprise, and hitting the ground, images flashed in front of their eyes. A woman. . .wearing all black with an elaborate headdress. Evil eyes flashed golden from the dim light that shone upon her from a skylight. And just as soon as it had appeared, it was replaced by another. Another woman. Younger, their age or so. Dressed in a blue duster with wings on the back. . .in a flower field. And, like the one before it, the image was gone before the two young men could even process it in their tired and hurting brains. And they collapsed.
"Somebody call the doctor! Stop the blood from flowing! Apply pressure!" A person screamed over the din that had built up while the two were fighting. While there was a jumble of people doing different things pertaining to those orders, a short, plump woman pushed her way through the crowd.
"Move aside! Go, move! To your barracks! NOW! OK, you two help me get /these/ two in the Infirmary. Oh, I just /knew/ it was going to happen again! I just /knew/ it! They just can't keep their tempers can they? /Nnnooooo/ they can't!" the woman shouted while helping to move the unconscious men to the makeshift hospital. She put them on separate ends of the room (if that was what you could call it) and tended the bleeding gashes on their foreheads.
"Hmm. Not deep enough to need stitches. . .better just clean them and put bandages on them. . .yes, that'll do," the doctor talked to herself. After tending to the men before her, she went to the unofficial desk at the opening of the Infirmary. After awhile, one of the two patients stirred from their sick-bed.
"Where am I?" Geoff mumbled, blinking his eyes several times to get used to the bright light coming in through an opening.
"Well, if you must know, you are in the Infirmary after a fight with León over here and you have a nasty gash across your forehead that was caused by his switchblade," the doctor at the other end of the room said without looking up from what she was doing. The tall blonde man rose to a sitting position on his cot while the doctor came over and inspected him.
"Well, I think you're going to be OK, Geoff. You just need to keep this bandage on here and stop fighting for awhile. We're almost thinking of making a Frequent Patient Visits club in honor of you. Did you know that in one month I've seen you almost twelve times?"
"What would I get for free if I wanted to cash my visits in though?" Geoff smirked while Dr. Kadowaki reapplied his bandage. She smiled.
"You would get the grand pleasure of helping me clean bedpans and sterilize utensils."
"I think I'll just keep collecting, doc," Geoff answered with a laugh.
"OK, Geoff you're free to go. But if I see you in here one more time this month, I will make you clean bedpans, get it?" the doctor said.
"Got it."
"Good. Now don't you have a class to go to?" Dr. Kadowaki said shooing the tall man out. After he was out of sight, she sat back down at her desk and set her eyes on the glowing computer screen in front of her. Oh, the thousands of medical records she could access right at her fingertips. She searched for Geoff's file and typed in another visit on his record. Soon, she heard rustling from another cot. She went over to the occupant just as he opened his eyes.
"Well, are you alright then?" she asked the man. He blinked a few times and nodded his head silently. He also rose from his reclining position and fingered the bandage on his forehead.
"What's this?" he asked quietly.
"/That/ is a present from Geoff. I'll tell you now, that he was just as happy as you to receive the same gift. Here, let me put a fresh bandage on it," Dr. Kadowaki said, taking León's hand off the gauze. After she finished dressing the would again, León tried to get up.
"Oh no you don't! You're going to stay right here until I can dress that again. Yours is a bit deeper than Geoff's. Just lay back down and rest for a bit," the woman pushed him back down and walked off to her desk. León just sighed and laid back down. He closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep or do something useful but he couldn't. He opened his eyes again and glanced over to his right. He thought he saw a brief flash of a girl in a blue shirt, white skirt, and a green shawl waving at him, but the thought of someone actually being there, bounced off his brain and he regarded it as a figment of his tired brain at work.
Just then, a woman entered the infirmary. She looked at the man laying down a few yards from her, shook her head, and sighed. This was where she knew they'd end up. Good thing she'd called Dr. Kadowaki when she had left the fight. They'd both still be there with bunches of frantic people running around them not sure of what to do. Everyone had to take basic first aid. It just seemed they didn't remember it when a situation arose. She started walking over to the man. Her blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail, the army pants she wore rode low on her hips, and a white tank completed her look. Basic uniform for unofficial occasions.
"Why don't you just walk away from him like I tell you to? You know he's just a bunch of hot air when he teases you like that," Gwen sat on the cot beside him. The object the conversation was aimed at didn't respond, but looked at her with a Yeah, right look on his face.
"It might work sometimes. Anyway, I've got a class to teach and you are in it. C'mon, it's starting soon. Doc," she said to the woman seated at the desk, "I'm gonna take this one to class, OK?"
"Fine Gwen, just let me change his bandage." When the doctor was done, the two people walked out of the Infirmary into the glaring sunlight outside. León followed Gwen to the large building that served as the gym and classrooms for the learning bunches.
Gwen got special privileges since she had a higher rank. As a Colonel, she could teach classes and train the rest of them. Yes, at age 18, right out of high school and accelerated college courses, Gwen was already a colonel. *She always was a go-getter.*
"Alright, let's begin," Gwen said taking a seat in a chair facing a group of around seven other people. León took a seat at the back. "Today's just a review, you all know this stuff. Yes, you know what I'm talking about. A timed obstacle course." A groan emanated from the seven other occupants of the room.
"Why do we have to do another one? We just had one last week! And they're always in the worst places!" a student whined.
"Well, would you rather clean bedpans with Dr. Kadowaki? She's been looking for an assistant," Gwen answered. Her pupils quieted extremely fast. "That's what I thought. Now, this obstacle course is a bit harder. It's in the Fire Cavern. Yeah, yeah, I know (the students were griping again)." *This shouldn't be too hard,* León thought.
"Alright. We will start the training in about an hour, you have the rest of this time to relax or prepare yourselves. Meet me by the front gate at 1100 hours. Dismissed," Gwen said. "Oh, and Geoff and León: I remind you that it is not good to wound someone who is on /your/ side, even in training." At that, Geoff got up and walked out in a huff. He paused by Gwen to give her an evil glare and pushed past her.
"León, you should go to your barracks and rest or do something that doesn't have any involvement with Geoff," Gwen warned León over the heads of her fan club. The were the avid fans of Gwen Tepre. They called themselves the Gwennies or the Tepries. (A/N: Bet you wondered how I was gonna fit that in there, huh?)
León exited the classroom, dodging the horde of students wanting to talk to their idol. He was just about to reach the gray colored buildings known as the barracks, when he bumped into a small brunette girl.
"Hi! I'm from the base in Rabiat! Can you show me around? I don't know much about this base. It's so much bigger than our base! Wow, look at that Rec Room! It's huge!" The girl babbled along happily as León showed her to the different places of their base.
"Wow, I didn't know that the Abmbal base was this big! Rabiat is just so small compared to here! I might switch here ya know! Ooh! That means I can organize parties!" The girl shrieked at the opportunity of a party to plan. León reeled back at the shrill sound. The girl ran off to most likely start planning. León shook his head and walked off to his barracks.
The grey colored buildings loomed in the distance. Rows upon rows of grey. There were, of course, separate sections for the men and women. The generals didn't trust anyone well enough to keep their, erm, "cravings" to themselves. There were night guards at the gate separating the two sections of barracks so it was almost impossible to get into either without written permission.
León went to his barracks and to his bunk and changed into his "workout clothes" as he called them. Threadbare, graying, and ugly. But extremely comfortable. He put on the white t-shirt and gray sweat pants and walked to the dark blue sign over the entrance of the base. There, he found Gwen and the rest of the class. To his dismay, Geoff was there too. They started walking to the cave a good way in the distance.
"Alright everyone, this /is/ timed. I will be waiting for you at the exit. Cardboard cutouts will occasionally pop out at you, shoot at them. This is training. There are also occasional fire spurts too, so be really careful. They're not too harmful. You'll hear a bit of warning before they spurt. Aaaannnnnd. . .GO!" Gwen said while starting a stopwatch. "You have twenty minutes! Use it wisely!"
León was through the maze-like obstacle course before anyone else. Geoff was next. The rest of the class followed. Everyone except the two ones were panting like they had been holding their breath for the whole twenty minutes. No one was burned though, only slightly toasted in places.
"Good job everyone. Now head back to the base. León," Gwen said while most everyone walked back to the base to rest, "go back, eat something, and change into your uniform. Meet me at the front gate at 1200 hours." León nodded and walked off. Meanwhile, Gwen turned to the only remaining student in her group. "Geoff, you do the same. We're going on a mission. Now you have a bit more responsibility. . ."
(A/N: Well, since I guess you're beginning to see the direction of this fic, I guess there won't be much suspense, huh? So, now that you've read more, should I keep doing it? If I don't get any reply to this, I /will/ destroy it. I guess you're also wondering how I'm going to turn this into a Seiftis since the game is so majorly a Squinoa, huh? Well keep reading! BWAHAHAHAHA! *Starts coughing* cough cough...sorry bout that! ^.^ Anyway, R&R!)
Yeah, I admit, some of the names are kinda corny, but did you really want Seifer to be named Percy instead of Geoff? It's the only thing I can find that means knightly!!!! No offense meant to any Percys out there. I also have names for basically everyone else and you'll get them at the beginning of the chapter in which they appear. Dr. Kadowaki is keeping her name cause she doesn't really appear that often anyway. For the names of cities and last names, I just mixed the letters around. And, as always, some things will be either different or taken out. I don't exactly think people of today have GFs. If I get something wrong about the military and how they operate, I'm telling you now: the heck if I know anything about the military! I've never been in the military and I don't especially plan on pursuing a career there either. And here we go!)
Chapter Two: Scars and Fire
A fight had broken out. Again. It was quite common and was expected at least once a week. Almost a form of entertainment to the rest of the crew. And now they were duking it out again. Gwen didn't understand why they never got along. They were a lot alike, they just didn't realize it. The two infamous enemies, León and Geoff, had quite a past if you looked at it. Growing up together, always fighting even then, entering the same Military Academy, getting taught by the same teachers. . .pretty much together for most of the day. *Then again, who wouldn't get tired of seeing the same person over and over and over, day after day after day?* Gwen thought.
*I can't watch anymore. They'll both end up in the Infirmary like last time,* Gwen said as she walked away from the crowd that had surrounded the two men. FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT could be heard across the whole camp. But the two certain persons doing the fighting couldn't hear it for the angry pound of blood in their ears. Both were ready to use any means to get the other to give up. So far León had a bloody nose and lip and many bruises around his ribs. Geoff on the other hand had only a split lip, black eye, and bruises around his ribs.
Their adrenaline pumped through their veins, their heartbeats quickened with exertion, their breath grew shorter and their lungs constricted with the effort to take another breath. *This is it,* they both thought at the same time. Geoff knocked León down again as they both took out their last resort. Switchblades. They charged at the same time and swung the blades. Geoff diagonally down right. León diagonally up right. They both missed their target. Sort of. They were aiming for an arm or hand but they both got each other's foreheads. (A/N: This sound familiar, eh?)
Suddenly, before the two blacked out from pain, surprise, and hitting the ground, images flashed in front of their eyes. A woman. . .wearing all black with an elaborate headdress. Evil eyes flashed golden from the dim light that shone upon her from a skylight. And just as soon as it had appeared, it was replaced by another. Another woman. Younger, their age or so. Dressed in a blue duster with wings on the back. . .in a flower field. And, like the one before it, the image was gone before the two young men could even process it in their tired and hurting brains. And they collapsed.
"Somebody call the doctor! Stop the blood from flowing! Apply pressure!" A person screamed over the din that had built up while the two were fighting. While there was a jumble of people doing different things pertaining to those orders, a short, plump woman pushed her way through the crowd.
"Move aside! Go, move! To your barracks! NOW! OK, you two help me get /these/ two in the Infirmary. Oh, I just /knew/ it was going to happen again! I just /knew/ it! They just can't keep their tempers can they? /Nnnooooo/ they can't!" the woman shouted while helping to move the unconscious men to the makeshift hospital. She put them on separate ends of the room (if that was what you could call it) and tended the bleeding gashes on their foreheads.
"Hmm. Not deep enough to need stitches. . .better just clean them and put bandages on them. . .yes, that'll do," the doctor talked to herself. After tending to the men before her, she went to the unofficial desk at the opening of the Infirmary. After awhile, one of the two patients stirred from their sick-bed.
"Where am I?" Geoff mumbled, blinking his eyes several times to get used to the bright light coming in through an opening.
"Well, if you must know, you are in the Infirmary after a fight with León over here and you have a nasty gash across your forehead that was caused by his switchblade," the doctor at the other end of the room said without looking up from what she was doing. The tall blonde man rose to a sitting position on his cot while the doctor came over and inspected him.
"Well, I think you're going to be OK, Geoff. You just need to keep this bandage on here and stop fighting for awhile. We're almost thinking of making a Frequent Patient Visits club in honor of you. Did you know that in one month I've seen you almost twelve times?"
"What would I get for free if I wanted to cash my visits in though?" Geoff smirked while Dr. Kadowaki reapplied his bandage. She smiled.
"You would get the grand pleasure of helping me clean bedpans and sterilize utensils."
"I think I'll just keep collecting, doc," Geoff answered with a laugh.
"OK, Geoff you're free to go. But if I see you in here one more time this month, I will make you clean bedpans, get it?" the doctor said.
"Got it."
"Good. Now don't you have a class to go to?" Dr. Kadowaki said shooing the tall man out. After he was out of sight, she sat back down at her desk and set her eyes on the glowing computer screen in front of her. Oh, the thousands of medical records she could access right at her fingertips. She searched for Geoff's file and typed in another visit on his record. Soon, she heard rustling from another cot. She went over to the occupant just as he opened his eyes.
"Well, are you alright then?" she asked the man. He blinked a few times and nodded his head silently. He also rose from his reclining position and fingered the bandage on his forehead.
"What's this?" he asked quietly.
"/That/ is a present from Geoff. I'll tell you now, that he was just as happy as you to receive the same gift. Here, let me put a fresh bandage on it," Dr. Kadowaki said, taking León's hand off the gauze. After she finished dressing the would again, León tried to get up.
"Oh no you don't! You're going to stay right here until I can dress that again. Yours is a bit deeper than Geoff's. Just lay back down and rest for a bit," the woman pushed him back down and walked off to her desk. León just sighed and laid back down. He closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep or do something useful but he couldn't. He opened his eyes again and glanced over to his right. He thought he saw a brief flash of a girl in a blue shirt, white skirt, and a green shawl waving at him, but the thought of someone actually being there, bounced off his brain and he regarded it as a figment of his tired brain at work.
Just then, a woman entered the infirmary. She looked at the man laying down a few yards from her, shook her head, and sighed. This was where she knew they'd end up. Good thing she'd called Dr. Kadowaki when she had left the fight. They'd both still be there with bunches of frantic people running around them not sure of what to do. Everyone had to take basic first aid. It just seemed they didn't remember it when a situation arose. She started walking over to the man. Her blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail, the army pants she wore rode low on her hips, and a white tank completed her look. Basic uniform for unofficial occasions.
"Why don't you just walk away from him like I tell you to? You know he's just a bunch of hot air when he teases you like that," Gwen sat on the cot beside him. The object the conversation was aimed at didn't respond, but looked at her with a Yeah, right look on his face.
"It might work sometimes. Anyway, I've got a class to teach and you are in it. C'mon, it's starting soon. Doc," she said to the woman seated at the desk, "I'm gonna take this one to class, OK?"
"Fine Gwen, just let me change his bandage." When the doctor was done, the two people walked out of the Infirmary into the glaring sunlight outside. León followed Gwen to the large building that served as the gym and classrooms for the learning bunches.
Gwen got special privileges since she had a higher rank. As a Colonel, she could teach classes and train the rest of them. Yes, at age 18, right out of high school and accelerated college courses, Gwen was already a colonel. *She always was a go-getter.*
"Alright, let's begin," Gwen said taking a seat in a chair facing a group of around seven other people. León took a seat at the back. "Today's just a review, you all know this stuff. Yes, you know what I'm talking about. A timed obstacle course." A groan emanated from the seven other occupants of the room.
"Why do we have to do another one? We just had one last week! And they're always in the worst places!" a student whined.
"Well, would you rather clean bedpans with Dr. Kadowaki? She's been looking for an assistant," Gwen answered. Her pupils quieted extremely fast. "That's what I thought. Now, this obstacle course is a bit harder. It's in the Fire Cavern. Yeah, yeah, I know (the students were griping again)." *This shouldn't be too hard,* León thought.
"Alright. We will start the training in about an hour, you have the rest of this time to relax or prepare yourselves. Meet me by the front gate at 1100 hours. Dismissed," Gwen said. "Oh, and Geoff and León: I remind you that it is not good to wound someone who is on /your/ side, even in training." At that, Geoff got up and walked out in a huff. He paused by Gwen to give her an evil glare and pushed past her.
"León, you should go to your barracks and rest or do something that doesn't have any involvement with Geoff," Gwen warned León over the heads of her fan club. The were the avid fans of Gwen Tepre. They called themselves the Gwennies or the Tepries. (A/N: Bet you wondered how I was gonna fit that in there, huh?)
León exited the classroom, dodging the horde of students wanting to talk to their idol. He was just about to reach the gray colored buildings known as the barracks, when he bumped into a small brunette girl.
"Hi! I'm from the base in Rabiat! Can you show me around? I don't know much about this base. It's so much bigger than our base! Wow, look at that Rec Room! It's huge!" The girl babbled along happily as León showed her to the different places of their base.
"Wow, I didn't know that the Abmbal base was this big! Rabiat is just so small compared to here! I might switch here ya know! Ooh! That means I can organize parties!" The girl shrieked at the opportunity of a party to plan. León reeled back at the shrill sound. The girl ran off to most likely start planning. León shook his head and walked off to his barracks.
The grey colored buildings loomed in the distance. Rows upon rows of grey. There were, of course, separate sections for the men and women. The generals didn't trust anyone well enough to keep their, erm, "cravings" to themselves. There were night guards at the gate separating the two sections of barracks so it was almost impossible to get into either without written permission.
León went to his barracks and to his bunk and changed into his "workout clothes" as he called them. Threadbare, graying, and ugly. But extremely comfortable. He put on the white t-shirt and gray sweat pants and walked to the dark blue sign over the entrance of the base. There, he found Gwen and the rest of the class. To his dismay, Geoff was there too. They started walking to the cave a good way in the distance.
"Alright everyone, this /is/ timed. I will be waiting for you at the exit. Cardboard cutouts will occasionally pop out at you, shoot at them. This is training. There are also occasional fire spurts too, so be really careful. They're not too harmful. You'll hear a bit of warning before they spurt. Aaaannnnnd. . .GO!" Gwen said while starting a stopwatch. "You have twenty minutes! Use it wisely!"
León was through the maze-like obstacle course before anyone else. Geoff was next. The rest of the class followed. Everyone except the two ones were panting like they had been holding their breath for the whole twenty minutes. No one was burned though, only slightly toasted in places.
"Good job everyone. Now head back to the base. León," Gwen said while most everyone walked back to the base to rest, "go back, eat something, and change into your uniform. Meet me at the front gate at 1200 hours." León nodded and walked off. Meanwhile, Gwen turned to the only remaining student in her group. "Geoff, you do the same. We're going on a mission. Now you have a bit more responsibility. . ."
(A/N: Well, since I guess you're beginning to see the direction of this fic, I guess there won't be much suspense, huh? So, now that you've read more, should I keep doing it? If I don't get any reply to this, I /will/ destroy it. I guess you're also wondering how I'm going to turn this into a Seiftis since the game is so majorly a Squinoa, huh? Well keep reading! BWAHAHAHAHA! *Starts coughing* cough cough...sorry bout that! ^.^ Anyway, R&R!)
