Infinite Plunge

A/N: I am SO sorry for the wait! But, if you haven't noticed, I started writing another story. It's been taking up my time. I decided to kick out chapter 5 tonight, so I can get this ball rolling finally. A little bit of Laguna in this chapter! Let me apologize ahead of time. This chapter's pace may seem a bit quick. But, I just want to get the ball rolling, and I'm not sure of all that happens in this part of the game.

Normal = Seifer and Sorceress interaction

Italics = Action with the rest of the game

Chapter 5- Prison Escape

She was pacing. Her hands were clasped tightly against her front. Anger was visible in her gaze. "Seifer." The speed she was walking at began to slow. Quickly, she turned around the face him. A look of disgust traced her lovely, enchanting features. He was the only one who ever saw this side of her, and lived.

"Yes, mistress?" Seifer stood tall in front of her. He may seemingly worship her, but he bowed to no one. Not now anyway. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, maybe he was doing exactly as she pleased. Too bad that Seifer didn't realize. Everything he did was what she wanted, and how she wanted it done. That was her power, and Edea enjoyed working on others.

"That boy." Her eye lashes flicked up, allowing her eyes to take in more. "Squall. Tell me, how do you think he won?" The irony. To win and then to lose. The disgust faded, replaced with mild amusement. She walked closer to Seifer, her hips swaying with each step.

He watched her body movement, tried to read her thoughts. That body, so slender. Those eyes, portrayed all that was sinister. They laughed at him, but he didn't care. He was caught. Fish, line and sinker. "I would think, mistress, by luck." Seifer attempted to hold stare with her. His attempt was futile. He glanced at the floor.

Edea's soft, menacing laughter rang in his ears. "Luck you call it. I don't believe in such. You will take care of him. My little boy." Her hand caressed behind his ear. The evil and hate never left her eyes. The smile never wavered.

Laguna and Kiros, together again. Fighting side by side. It had to feel good. Apparently Ward was working at the D-District Prison now. Laguna was living with Raine. She took care of him.

What had happened to Julia? Well… she waited. But Laguna never returned… so she moved on. To General Caraway. To a daughter… named Rinoa.

That was then… this is now.

Zell, Selphie, Quistis, and Rinoa were in the D-District prison. The huge building, somewhere in the middle of the desert. They had all talked, they were still talking. There had to be a way out. Time for a plan…

Squall was alone, and not feeling well. This battle with the Sorceress, it had left him weak. Not to mention her trick… a growl rumbled through the air. His room began to move. He kneeled to the floor.

Suspended something from above, Squall's room is transported to a higher floor. He's inside… clueless to everything.

Upstairs awaits Hell.

"He listens well." The Sorceress walked around the imagine hanging in air. It showed Seifer. Squall was now in the same room.

"Tell me what SeeD is!" Seifer flipped a switch. It sent shocks of electricity through Squall, but he wouldn't scream. Nor would he talk. He didn't even know what Seifer was talking about.

"Yes he does, mistress." A sigh echoes in Edea's mind. She traces her finger through the image. Every time she passed through Seifer, a glittering tear rolled down her cheek. "Poor little boy."

To the luck of the party, a moomba had been put in their cell. In return for their kindness, he showed them out. The search for their weapons begins.

Moomba's seemed to be saving the day. Squall was no longer on the receiving end of Seifer's torture. Actually, Seifer was no where to be seen.

Seifer stalked into the dark room, rage in his jewel eyes. "You called?" He stopped in front of her, his eyes forming into slits. She wasn't looking at him, but at the image to her side.

It was of a girl. She had long brown hair, and sweet honey-brown eyes. Laughter vibrated all around Seifer. "Who is that?" He reached out to Edea.

Quickly, the image diminished in the palm of her hand. "Seifer…" She turned to him, glancing up and down. "We will have our time with him. Don't worry. It's not an emotion that fits you." A long black finger ran underneath his chin. Seifer attempted to step away, but he was enthralled by her gaze. "Smile."

His face was a mass of emotions. The simple command. He couldn't accept that someone could command him. Like a dog. Seifer fought against her.

"Smile." Her hand was wrapped around his chin now, barely pushing against the skin. Her painted lips were set in a grin that radiated power. She knew her power, and she knew how weak he really was.

Seifer couldn't stand it. His lips spread into a smile.

"Good boy." She pulled his face towards her. Their cheeks touched slightly. Shivers sped through his body.

They were back with Squall. Now it was time to get out. Easier said than done.

Irvine, Quistis, and Selphie took the lift to the bottom. Squall, Rinoa, and Zell had to escape from the top.

But not before they reached a few battles. Bosses, and hard ones. They were well prepared. The minutes went by slowly. Each person taking their turns. Jabbing, beating, punching. A little magic here and there. Some G.F.'s were summoned.

Anything for freedom.

Of course, they won. But then, something unexpected happened.

The prison began to tunnel into the ground. It was going to bury them. Rinoa and Zell ran frantically across the bridge. Squall waited for them, then began to run. The floor was giving away beneath him.

Not a moment too soon, he grabbed the side of the bridge, swinging violently back and forth. "Squall! This way, come this way! Hurry!" Rinoa was yelling to him.

He followed her voice, quickly moving across the bridge. He made it. Rinoa grabbed his arm and hauled him away from the side.

The tree of them watched, as the prison twisted beneath the sand.

What was going to happen now?