Title- I Will Die For You
Author- BloodOfAngelsX
~ Zell and his highness travel further towards Liberil Fatalia, but trouble is always bound to happen. ~
Chapter- Two
Title- My Heart Bleeds Young.
~Liberil Fatalia~
"Get'cher fresh muffins! While their still hot and soft from the oven! Get'cher fresh muffins!" a boothwoman implied as she motioned towards her booth.
The hustle and bustle of this large capitol was almost suffocating. Most places were packed until the next year, but the bars held the most people. Zell led the horse and Sibil towards the stables and unloaded the luggage. "Let's get a room to stay, then we can take a look around," Zell instructed.
"I want to go to a bar," Sibil mused.
"What!?"
Sibil looked at Zell. "I want to know what a grand alcoholic drink tastes like!"
Zell shook his head," I'm sorry...but I can't let you do that, highness."
"Will you stop with the highness stuff?! My name is Sibil, and you should call me by my name."
"Sorry, Sibil."
Zell turned his attention to his horse and while he was tending to it, Sibil exited the stables and headed for the nearest pub. "Now, Sibil. Where-" Zell turned and found the queen gone.
"Sibil! Damnit...where'd she go? A bar...a pub, maybe close by!"
~ Raven Pub ~
"What'd ya' like, lil' lady?" the bartender inquired as Sibil sat at the bar.
"I'd like a....what's the most tasty drink you have, kind sir?" Sibil asked as she took a cheese stick from it's holder.
"Hmmm, our most tasty drink, eh? Yuil! What's our most tasty drink here?!"
A man with graying hair turned around from a table. "That would be the spiced rubela, Trein!" he yelled back with a smile.
"I'd like one of those then!" Sibil exclaimed.
The bartender went to the back and returned with a glass of brownish, gold liquid. "Now, you drink this really slow. Because if you drink it fast you'll be drunk off your ass in no time, and I don't want any freaks in here taking advantage of a pretty young lady like yourself," Trein said as he handed the drink to Sibil.
"Oh, thank you. But I can take care of myself, I'm a big girl."
Sibil downed the drink and Trein's jaw dropped as she set it back down after a minute. "Damn, woman!" he cried.
"I'd like another one!" Sibil said and raised her glass.
A crowd gathered around Sibil as she downed her second glass of spiced rubela. Some of them chanted' chug chug chug' when she started to drink. Zell pushed through the crowd and gasped," Sibil!!!???"
Sibil turned to him, atleast half her buttons were unbuttoned. Showing her undergarments and she looked like she was on an all time high from her drink. "Oh! Ith my buddy! Hiya buddy!" Sibil slurred.
Zell took her from the bar and she frowned. "Let me go..you...you..hulligan!" Sibil muttered.
"You're drunk! I have to get you out of here," Zell said with a worryful tone.
Sibil was easy to drag out of the bar but the sound of boos followed the two from the people in the bar. Zell led her to the inn and went to the room he ordered before he arrived at the bar.
"Sibil, why the hell did you get drunk?" Zell inquired as he dabbed at her forehead with a washcloth.
"Why the hell did I get drunk!? Why'd you get dwunk?! I'm fine...," Sibil replied.
"No, you're not fine, Sibil. You look like hell right now."
Zell stood up and Sibil tried to, she fell back on the bed and groaned. "I feel like a bowl of pudding...," she murmered.
She shot up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom. Her mind began to clear as she vomited the poiseness alcohol from her stomach. Sibil realized Zell was leaning against the door frame and she felt awful about what she had done. She closed her eyes and thought that she was puking her brains out, because her stomach began to throb painfully. And a headache began to form in the back of her head. A hand brushed her long hair back and Sibil looked up, Zell was standing there with no expression at all on his face.
He helped Sibil into the bedroom and let her slide into bed, her clothing hanging on the chair beside the bed and her eyelids soon coming together. Zell sat down on the edge of the bed and watched her sleep, thinking about what he could have done to prevent his highness from going to a bar. "I've disgraced you...your majesty," Zell murmered and put a hand to his forehead before closing his eyes.
~ Morning After ~
Sibil opened her eyes and the sun's rays had filled the room with their light. Her throat felt raw and her stomach still throbbed painfully. "...I don't really remember what happened," she choked out and tears began to slid down her cheeks.
"I've poisened myself and embarrased Zell....what am I to do now? Should I tell him he can leave?"
The door opened and Zell stepped in with a bowl of a wonderful smelling soup. Sibil's stomach growled ferociously as the smell invaded her nose. "What is that?" Sibil inquired as she sat up in the bed, pulling the sheets with her.
"It's something that will make your hang over dull. My own recipe that I used when I had a hang over," Zell replied and set the bowl of liquid on the dresser next to Sibil.
"Thank you...I don't mean to be this much trouble but it seems I am. I've been thinking and I realized that I don't need you to worry for me anymore, I want you to go back and say that I was assasinated while you were taking me on our early walk. Your scar on your cheek will probably show that you were in a scuffle. So, please...after I am done with my soup, leave. I don't want you to worry for me as much as you are now."
Zell blinked and shook his head. "I can't just leave you all alone, Sibil. I worry because I care, I care because I love. And I love you and his majesty with all my heart, because you two are kind. I can't just go back, leave you here and worry for your safety behind the walls of Balamb, to hear the sad cries of his majesty and to be shot down from my position as the head knight. But now, it doesn't matter. I am not a knight anymore, I am your care taker. And I will be sure that you are alive for many years to come. And, whatever you do I will stand by you with my sword. I won't let anyone hurt you or your pride."
Sibil felt tears form in her eyes and she blinked them away. She picked up the bowl of liquid and sipped it down, it was hot on her tongue but she ignored it. After she finished she set the bowl down and looked at Zell. His posture never changed ever since she set her eyes on him the first day she became queen. She adored how his eyes were full of determination and revenge. He was fine built, unlike the king who was old and gray. She always wondered how it would feel to be hugged by Zell but she never wanted to overshadow her king. "Zell...beings that you and I are free from our previous positions. Do you look at me differently?" Sibil inquired as she played with the rim of her blanket.
"No, I do not look at you differently. I look at you the same as I always have, with trust and caring," Zell replied and headed for the bathroom.
"I'm taking a shower...you can get dressed if you like."
Sibil nodded and climbed out of bed just as the door to the bathroom closed. She dressed and looked at herself in the mirror, her hair was dishelved and her face was the same. She pulled out her comb and began to brush her hair as the sound of water filled the room. Sibil turned and sat down in the chair next to her bed. "What to do...what do I feel towards him? Do I actually have stronger feelings than just..loyalty and friendship? This is a hard matter at hand...because he is stuck on his honor and loyalty to the king. But, I must visit Leguna in the castle...but then I would be uncovered as a runaway, I'm sure he now knows that I am missing," Sibil mumbled.
The shower stopped and the door to the bathroom open. Sibil's heart skipped atleast two beats as Zell entered the room with a towel around his waist, his clothes in one hand and a brush in the other. He turned to the mirror and began to brush his hair into it's style he had. He then turned around and looked at Sibil, staring at her like she was a mirror. "I'd like to get dressed," he said simply.
Sibil stood up and exited the room, the door closed behind her and she felt shut out. She slid down and sat infront of the doorway, listening to Zell hum a musical tune. She closed her eyes and let her head lay against the doorway. It opened and she got to her feet, Zell was dressed in baggy pants and a white t-shirt covered by a black tunic. "Ready to go then?" he inquired.
"Sure...," Sibil replied with a sigh.
The two walked out of the inn and headed for the station. "Where are we going?" Sibil inquired as Zell paid for tickets.
"We're leaving for Trabia," came a simple reply.
"Trabia?! But that's where I'm from...are you taking me back home? To my family?"
"No, I'm going back to say hello to the natives."
"Really?"
"No, I am taking you home. You'll be safe over there."
Sibil grabbed onto Zell's arm. "No! They'll send me back! I don't want to go back!"
Zell tried to pull his arm away but Sibil held on tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks. A man behind them frowned at this and cursed that Zell was a bastard for making a girl cry. Zell led Sibil onto the train and set her in the seat next to him. "Zell...you are tired of me," Sibil said with a sniffle as she gazed out the window.
"No, I'm not. I just don't want to be killed because I helped the queen escape from her kingdom."
"...so, you'd rather get rid of me than risk your life helping me?"
"I didn't say that."
"But that's what you've implied!"
Zell turned to Sibil, turned her face towards him and glared into her eyes. "I haven't implied anything, Sibil. You just don't want to face the facts that you need to bore a son for the heir....you're scared to have a child because you're eighteen."
"No..I don't want a child, ever. Only with a man I love...I don't love the king, I...I..."
Sibil frowned and turned her gaze from his eyes. Zell took his hands from her face and sat back in his seat. She felt as if her words were to spill out to him, to reveal who she loved. Sibil's hands soon began to shake and her whole body soon joined, Zell turned and his jaw dropped. Sibil's forehead had a mark on it, a mark that was untranslatable. "Sibil?What's happening!?"
Sibil couldn't respond, the hands,voices and hand came with the shaking and she screamed. The black hole wrapped around her and Zell, the two then vanished from the train. Leaving behind white feathers, spread on the seats and the passengers shakened.
~ An Unknown Place ~
"Wake up," a female voice beckoned.
Zell opened his eyes and blinked, he couldn't stand for a moment until he checked the area. He spotted a young woman with white wings folded on her back standing in a cage. Her arms were raised up and shackled, her ankles had shackles also. Blood stained her clothing but her face was flawless. Zell stood up," who are you?!" he inquired.
The girl didn't move but a voice radiated along the walls. "I am who you...you seek. I am Sibil...the girl you thought you knew and loved," she replied.
"Sibil? But Sibil hasn't wings! Who are you really?!"
The girl's head raised and she gazed over at him. Her eyes were the same as Sibil's. "The girl who is in love with you, her heart bleeds young. You only make it bleed more, Zell. Oh, I mean Zellios...that is your real name, isn't it?"
"That name..it's not mine. It was my brother's name. And Sibil and I are just friends, just trust worthy partners. I am her guardian."
"So. Zellios was the one who would had survived and brought destruction to this world here? Poor young man who died by the hand of this angel."
Zell stepped forward. "What do you mean?"
"Sibil killed your brother, but not on purpose, mind you. But it was what she was ordered to do, from the king of Liberil Fatalia. The one man whom she dearly cared for and watched in the sky. Her heart bleeds now from the scars she aquired(sp). The battle was long and hard, but she survived by using her revive ability. The humans stood no chance against her, she didn't want to kill them but it was what she was ordered to do. Your hands...she can feel them, your voice..she can hear it. And you have captured her heart. I am only her inner voice telling you what is wrong and what is right."
Sibil's head hung loosely and her wings trembled. The cage was huge with large bars around it. Zell frowned and bit his lip. "What do you do? Do you plan on saving her...or letting her heart bleed and suffer because she killed your brother and father?" the voice inquired.
Zell started for the cage and stopped. "My father and brother must be avenged....but then I would lose someone who taught me one thing. That you can see the heart through the eyes of the beholder. I cannot see or hear my father or brother...they are gone from me now," he said and started for the cage.
A figure appeared before him, a hazy vision of a man in his middle age. "Would you disgrace your honor just to take my queen with you?" his majesty's voice inquired.
"I live with honor...sire. But the queen needs me...Sibil needs me. I can't dis-honor her," Zell replied as he stepped through the image.
"You would betray the kingdom to save this girl?" the voice inquired.
"Yes."
"Why?"
Zell stopped and pondered on this question but it only took a minute to realize why he was doing this. "Because, I fell in love with her the first time I set my eyes on her. I can't stop thinking about how it would be to hold her in my arms, to kiss her, to give her all my love that I can give. My honor and loyalty go deep within...it runs in my veins and co-exists with my heart."
"So, you just hid your feelings because you were scared?"
"Yes."
"You were also hurt by a woman...long ago, were you not?"
"I was."
Zell stepped up to the cage and withdrew his sword from its' sheath. He brought it up but the voice stopped him. "You must draw blood in order to release her!"
"Draw blood?"
"Yes...you must...I know it will sound like I'm trying to get you to kill yourself, but stab yourself in the chest and place the wound on the bage to open it. Once it's open, Sibil can revive you if you should die...if she loves you and if the things you said to her made sure she knew you cared."
Zell turned the blade's tip to his chest and thrust it through, pain swept through him and he cried out. He bit his tongue and slid the blade out then put his body on the cage. It soon shattered and the shackles released Sibil. "Zell!" she cried.
Sibil rushed to his aid and placed her hands on his wound, the next instant it was fully healed and she helped him up. "Zell, are you alright?" Sibil inquired.
"I'm fine...all I know is that this place is freaky...let's get out of here," he said.
The two vanished from the white room, not knowing that a figure was watching them closely, intentivly. His long hair cascading his eyes. "You took my angel....now I am going to take her life for good," he said with an ice cold tone.
~ To Be Continued ~
How was that!? Please review after reading! Quistis and Selfie might make an appearance in the next chapter. And maybe Renoa. So! If you want the story to go on, review!
~ Zell and his highness travel further towards Liberil Fatalia, but trouble is always bound to happen. ~
Chapter- Two
Title- My Heart Bleeds Young.
~Liberil Fatalia~
"Get'cher fresh muffins! While their still hot and soft from the oven! Get'cher fresh muffins!" a boothwoman implied as she motioned towards her booth.
The hustle and bustle of this large capitol was almost suffocating. Most places were packed until the next year, but the bars held the most people. Zell led the horse and Sibil towards the stables and unloaded the luggage. "Let's get a room to stay, then we can take a look around," Zell instructed.
"I want to go to a bar," Sibil mused.
"What!?"
Sibil looked at Zell. "I want to know what a grand alcoholic drink tastes like!"
Zell shook his head," I'm sorry...but I can't let you do that, highness."
"Will you stop with the highness stuff?! My name is Sibil, and you should call me by my name."
"Sorry, Sibil."
Zell turned his attention to his horse and while he was tending to it, Sibil exited the stables and headed for the nearest pub. "Now, Sibil. Where-" Zell turned and found the queen gone.
"Sibil! Damnit...where'd she go? A bar...a pub, maybe close by!"
~ Raven Pub ~
"What'd ya' like, lil' lady?" the bartender inquired as Sibil sat at the bar.
"I'd like a....what's the most tasty drink you have, kind sir?" Sibil asked as she took a cheese stick from it's holder.
"Hmmm, our most tasty drink, eh? Yuil! What's our most tasty drink here?!"
A man with graying hair turned around from a table. "That would be the spiced rubela, Trein!" he yelled back with a smile.
"I'd like one of those then!" Sibil exclaimed.
The bartender went to the back and returned with a glass of brownish, gold liquid. "Now, you drink this really slow. Because if you drink it fast you'll be drunk off your ass in no time, and I don't want any freaks in here taking advantage of a pretty young lady like yourself," Trein said as he handed the drink to Sibil.
"Oh, thank you. But I can take care of myself, I'm a big girl."
Sibil downed the drink and Trein's jaw dropped as she set it back down after a minute. "Damn, woman!" he cried.
"I'd like another one!" Sibil said and raised her glass.
A crowd gathered around Sibil as she downed her second glass of spiced rubela. Some of them chanted' chug chug chug' when she started to drink. Zell pushed through the crowd and gasped," Sibil!!!???"
Sibil turned to him, atleast half her buttons were unbuttoned. Showing her undergarments and she looked like she was on an all time high from her drink. "Oh! Ith my buddy! Hiya buddy!" Sibil slurred.
Zell took her from the bar and she frowned. "Let me go..you...you..hulligan!" Sibil muttered.
"You're drunk! I have to get you out of here," Zell said with a worryful tone.
Sibil was easy to drag out of the bar but the sound of boos followed the two from the people in the bar. Zell led her to the inn and went to the room he ordered before he arrived at the bar.
"Sibil, why the hell did you get drunk?" Zell inquired as he dabbed at her forehead with a washcloth.
"Why the hell did I get drunk!? Why'd you get dwunk?! I'm fine...," Sibil replied.
"No, you're not fine, Sibil. You look like hell right now."
Zell stood up and Sibil tried to, she fell back on the bed and groaned. "I feel like a bowl of pudding...," she murmered.
She shot up from the bed and rushed into the bathroom. Her mind began to clear as she vomited the poiseness alcohol from her stomach. Sibil realized Zell was leaning against the door frame and she felt awful about what she had done. She closed her eyes and thought that she was puking her brains out, because her stomach began to throb painfully. And a headache began to form in the back of her head. A hand brushed her long hair back and Sibil looked up, Zell was standing there with no expression at all on his face.
He helped Sibil into the bedroom and let her slide into bed, her clothing hanging on the chair beside the bed and her eyelids soon coming together. Zell sat down on the edge of the bed and watched her sleep, thinking about what he could have done to prevent his highness from going to a bar. "I've disgraced you...your majesty," Zell murmered and put a hand to his forehead before closing his eyes.
~ Morning After ~
Sibil opened her eyes and the sun's rays had filled the room with their light. Her throat felt raw and her stomach still throbbed painfully. "...I don't really remember what happened," she choked out and tears began to slid down her cheeks.
"I've poisened myself and embarrased Zell....what am I to do now? Should I tell him he can leave?"
The door opened and Zell stepped in with a bowl of a wonderful smelling soup. Sibil's stomach growled ferociously as the smell invaded her nose. "What is that?" Sibil inquired as she sat up in the bed, pulling the sheets with her.
"It's something that will make your hang over dull. My own recipe that I used when I had a hang over," Zell replied and set the bowl of liquid on the dresser next to Sibil.
"Thank you...I don't mean to be this much trouble but it seems I am. I've been thinking and I realized that I don't need you to worry for me anymore, I want you to go back and say that I was assasinated while you were taking me on our early walk. Your scar on your cheek will probably show that you were in a scuffle. So, please...after I am done with my soup, leave. I don't want you to worry for me as much as you are now."
Zell blinked and shook his head. "I can't just leave you all alone, Sibil. I worry because I care, I care because I love. And I love you and his majesty with all my heart, because you two are kind. I can't just go back, leave you here and worry for your safety behind the walls of Balamb, to hear the sad cries of his majesty and to be shot down from my position as the head knight. But now, it doesn't matter. I am not a knight anymore, I am your care taker. And I will be sure that you are alive for many years to come. And, whatever you do I will stand by you with my sword. I won't let anyone hurt you or your pride."
Sibil felt tears form in her eyes and she blinked them away. She picked up the bowl of liquid and sipped it down, it was hot on her tongue but she ignored it. After she finished she set the bowl down and looked at Zell. His posture never changed ever since she set her eyes on him the first day she became queen. She adored how his eyes were full of determination and revenge. He was fine built, unlike the king who was old and gray. She always wondered how it would feel to be hugged by Zell but she never wanted to overshadow her king. "Zell...beings that you and I are free from our previous positions. Do you look at me differently?" Sibil inquired as she played with the rim of her blanket.
"No, I do not look at you differently. I look at you the same as I always have, with trust and caring," Zell replied and headed for the bathroom.
"I'm taking a shower...you can get dressed if you like."
Sibil nodded and climbed out of bed just as the door to the bathroom closed. She dressed and looked at herself in the mirror, her hair was dishelved and her face was the same. She pulled out her comb and began to brush her hair as the sound of water filled the room. Sibil turned and sat down in the chair next to her bed. "What to do...what do I feel towards him? Do I actually have stronger feelings than just..loyalty and friendship? This is a hard matter at hand...because he is stuck on his honor and loyalty to the king. But, I must visit Leguna in the castle...but then I would be uncovered as a runaway, I'm sure he now knows that I am missing," Sibil mumbled.
The shower stopped and the door to the bathroom open. Sibil's heart skipped atleast two beats as Zell entered the room with a towel around his waist, his clothes in one hand and a brush in the other. He turned to the mirror and began to brush his hair into it's style he had. He then turned around and looked at Sibil, staring at her like she was a mirror. "I'd like to get dressed," he said simply.
Sibil stood up and exited the room, the door closed behind her and she felt shut out. She slid down and sat infront of the doorway, listening to Zell hum a musical tune. She closed her eyes and let her head lay against the doorway. It opened and she got to her feet, Zell was dressed in baggy pants and a white t-shirt covered by a black tunic. "Ready to go then?" he inquired.
"Sure...," Sibil replied with a sigh.
The two walked out of the inn and headed for the station. "Where are we going?" Sibil inquired as Zell paid for tickets.
"We're leaving for Trabia," came a simple reply.
"Trabia?! But that's where I'm from...are you taking me back home? To my family?"
"No, I'm going back to say hello to the natives."
"Really?"
"No, I am taking you home. You'll be safe over there."
Sibil grabbed onto Zell's arm. "No! They'll send me back! I don't want to go back!"
Zell tried to pull his arm away but Sibil held on tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks. A man behind them frowned at this and cursed that Zell was a bastard for making a girl cry. Zell led Sibil onto the train and set her in the seat next to him. "Zell...you are tired of me," Sibil said with a sniffle as she gazed out the window.
"No, I'm not. I just don't want to be killed because I helped the queen escape from her kingdom."
"...so, you'd rather get rid of me than risk your life helping me?"
"I didn't say that."
"But that's what you've implied!"
Zell turned to Sibil, turned her face towards him and glared into her eyes. "I haven't implied anything, Sibil. You just don't want to face the facts that you need to bore a son for the heir....you're scared to have a child because you're eighteen."
"No..I don't want a child, ever. Only with a man I love...I don't love the king, I...I..."
Sibil frowned and turned her gaze from his eyes. Zell took his hands from her face and sat back in his seat. She felt as if her words were to spill out to him, to reveal who she loved. Sibil's hands soon began to shake and her whole body soon joined, Zell turned and his jaw dropped. Sibil's forehead had a mark on it, a mark that was untranslatable. "Sibil?What's happening!?"
Sibil couldn't respond, the hands,voices and hand came with the shaking and she screamed. The black hole wrapped around her and Zell, the two then vanished from the train. Leaving behind white feathers, spread on the seats and the passengers shakened.
~ An Unknown Place ~
"Wake up," a female voice beckoned.
Zell opened his eyes and blinked, he couldn't stand for a moment until he checked the area. He spotted a young woman with white wings folded on her back standing in a cage. Her arms were raised up and shackled, her ankles had shackles also. Blood stained her clothing but her face was flawless. Zell stood up," who are you?!" he inquired.
The girl didn't move but a voice radiated along the walls. "I am who you...you seek. I am Sibil...the girl you thought you knew and loved," she replied.
"Sibil? But Sibil hasn't wings! Who are you really?!"
The girl's head raised and she gazed over at him. Her eyes were the same as Sibil's. "The girl who is in love with you, her heart bleeds young. You only make it bleed more, Zell. Oh, I mean Zellios...that is your real name, isn't it?"
"That name..it's not mine. It was my brother's name. And Sibil and I are just friends, just trust worthy partners. I am her guardian."
"So. Zellios was the one who would had survived and brought destruction to this world here? Poor young man who died by the hand of this angel."
Zell stepped forward. "What do you mean?"
"Sibil killed your brother, but not on purpose, mind you. But it was what she was ordered to do, from the king of Liberil Fatalia. The one man whom she dearly cared for and watched in the sky. Her heart bleeds now from the scars she aquired(sp). The battle was long and hard, but she survived by using her revive ability. The humans stood no chance against her, she didn't want to kill them but it was what she was ordered to do. Your hands...she can feel them, your voice..she can hear it. And you have captured her heart. I am only her inner voice telling you what is wrong and what is right."
Sibil's head hung loosely and her wings trembled. The cage was huge with large bars around it. Zell frowned and bit his lip. "What do you do? Do you plan on saving her...or letting her heart bleed and suffer because she killed your brother and father?" the voice inquired.
Zell started for the cage and stopped. "My father and brother must be avenged....but then I would lose someone who taught me one thing. That you can see the heart through the eyes of the beholder. I cannot see or hear my father or brother...they are gone from me now," he said and started for the cage.
A figure appeared before him, a hazy vision of a man in his middle age. "Would you disgrace your honor just to take my queen with you?" his majesty's voice inquired.
"I live with honor...sire. But the queen needs me...Sibil needs me. I can't dis-honor her," Zell replied as he stepped through the image.
"You would betray the kingdom to save this girl?" the voice inquired.
"Yes."
"Why?"
Zell stopped and pondered on this question but it only took a minute to realize why he was doing this. "Because, I fell in love with her the first time I set my eyes on her. I can't stop thinking about how it would be to hold her in my arms, to kiss her, to give her all my love that I can give. My honor and loyalty go deep within...it runs in my veins and co-exists with my heart."
"So, you just hid your feelings because you were scared?"
"Yes."
"You were also hurt by a woman...long ago, were you not?"
"I was."
Zell stepped up to the cage and withdrew his sword from its' sheath. He brought it up but the voice stopped him. "You must draw blood in order to release her!"
"Draw blood?"
"Yes...you must...I know it will sound like I'm trying to get you to kill yourself, but stab yourself in the chest and place the wound on the bage to open it. Once it's open, Sibil can revive you if you should die...if she loves you and if the things you said to her made sure she knew you cared."
Zell turned the blade's tip to his chest and thrust it through, pain swept through him and he cried out. He bit his tongue and slid the blade out then put his body on the cage. It soon shattered and the shackles released Sibil. "Zell!" she cried.
Sibil rushed to his aid and placed her hands on his wound, the next instant it was fully healed and she helped him up. "Zell, are you alright?" Sibil inquired.
"I'm fine...all I know is that this place is freaky...let's get out of here," he said.
The two vanished from the white room, not knowing that a figure was watching them closely, intentivly. His long hair cascading his eyes. "You took my angel....now I am going to take her life for good," he said with an ice cold tone.
~ To Be Continued ~
How was that!? Please review after reading! Quistis and Selfie might make an appearance in the next chapter. And maybe Renoa. So! If you want the story to go on, review!