Chapter 2: The Attack
A wish is a type of spell people don't put to use. And a spell, is a type of wish that is wanted true. And usually, with enough energy and force behind it, it does come true. But when that spell backfires, karma is produced and makes any ones life a living hell. Literally. ~Alexan Scott
It happened about three hours after they fell asleep. Anya had gotten up earlier and pulled a blanket over all of them and snuggled back to Demetre's side. A while later she got an idea. She checked to make sure that they were all asleep and crept upstairs.
She ran quietly to her room and pulled out a collection of dolls she had gotten a few months ago for Demetre's birthday. She was going to give them to him tomorrow, considering it was his birthday. She smiled. Maybe, just maybe, that spell was still working, and part of it was missing from the book of spells she pulled it from. Maybe it needed a sort of basis to copy from.
She smiled again and ran downstairs to the basement again. She removed to figures from the packages and placed them around the circle. When the final doll was placed she checked again to see if they were asleep. They were. Kyrstan, in fact, had fall down to Demetre's lap. Demetre, himself had his white furry tail wrapped around her stomach. It was a touching seen.
Anya turned back towards the inverted pentagram and concentrated. "WIND…" A light breeze flew threw the air and knocked all the dolls down in the motion Anya wanted and she almost screamed. They were sent flying back at her. She ducked under the coffee table as eight dolls were sent flying around the room. There was a moan as Demetre opened his eyes to see a figure loom out of the circle with a strange glowing sword.
"KYRSTAN!!! WAKE UP!!! YOU GUYS BROUGHT KILLERS?!?!?!"
Kyrstan went wide eyed as eight people were sucked into the room and the circle disappeared. There was no light. And the only sound was of Anya's intense breathing. The glowing blue sword had disappeared and the only way to find out was to fight to see who had it.
"Kyrstan, block the stairs, let Anya up first, but block it…"
Kyrstan took off. Anya moaned as she was hit in the head by a renegade doll.
"Come one Ani, move!" Kyrstan made a shuffling sound and then silence. Demetre crept towards the center of the room. He heard whispering. It was a woman's voice. He then heard a deep man's voice. He couldn't understand them, but he knew what they were gonna do. And he knew what he was gonna do.
Ready Kyrstan? He sent telepathically.
Ready… She replied back.
Do it…~*~*~
The light switch went on and hell broke loose without the enemy knowing it. Demetre had summoned the pentagram (the bad one) out with wind at base.
He released the wind guardian with a force so that all the furniture was sent flying everywhere. There were some, "GET OUTTA THE WAY!!!" or an "AHHH!!!!" that echoed.
And there it was again. That glowing blue sword. Someone cracked their knuckles. There were rustles of a chains.
And Demetre thought, oh happy day!
There were seven surrounding him. Three women, four men. Two men were carrying something compared to a sword, one being the glowing one, another man had a large shotgun, and the other had red gloves on. The women had a more basic arsenal. One had a whip, another nunchukus, and finally the other had a projectile. There was another woman, but she was hiding behind the flipped couch.
They all seamed familiar, and yet strangers.
"Squall, what do we do???" cried the guy with the gloves. Demetre was still half way asleep to listen. He was checking on the odds of doing something. With seven on one, them having some bad arsenal, and the fact that Kyrstan had to protect Anya, it was gonna be a long night…
"HE ATTACKED ME!!! THE JACKASS ATTACKED ME!!! HE THREW A DAMN CHAIR AT MY GUNBLADE!!!" The guy who was yelling ran at Demetre with his "gunblade" held high. Demetre say him and side kicked him in the gut. He then sent an upper cut to his jaw, knocking the guy straight up. He landed on the ground with a grunt. The others stopped.
Demetre closed his eyes and got in his fight stance. His hands making slow, gentle movements to the rock of his hips. Demetre wasn't very tall, but most of the people here were his height. The rest were taller.
"What the hell are you doing in my home?!" Demetre asked, a little more than agitated.
"Seifer!!! Are you alright?" It was from the girl behind the couch. Seifer, where had Demetre heard that name before???
"SLEEP!" yelled the girl with the projectile launcher. She had an outfit of blue and black on. It was obviously a spell because it formed a type of mist around Demetre that made him drowsy. He shook it off easily and looked at the girl. She was average height, black hair with brown highlights, pale skin and a wobbling jaw at the moment.
Demetre remembered something he left out. His tail. "Do it." Said the guy named Squall. Five of them rushed Demetre.
The gloved one, the guy with the gun, nunchukus girl, whip woman, and the blue girl.
They all shot their weapons out at once and Demetre jumped out of the way. The bullet from the gun shot into the wall leaving a huge whole. Demetre raised his hand and the gun flew out of the guys hands. He looked like a cowboy with his brown trench coat and hat. They all went wide eyed as the gun flew into Demetre's hand.
"Guns are not allowed in this house. And if you do have one, you don't use it in front of my sister!!!" Demetre discharged the bullets. He then ran at the small crowd while holding the gun as a club. They were still shocked that the gun was in this Demetre's hands and wasn't expecting him running at them.
Nunchukus girl squealed. "Run Irvy!!!" The guy "Irvy" ran out of the way as Demetre jump-span in the air, smacking the four in the circle. They all fell to the ground with the force of the impact.
"RINOA!!!" Squall yelled. He then ran at Demetre but was stopped by the girl behind the couch.
"Squall, talk to him first!!!" Squall continued to run but instead was blocked by a flute.
"ANYA!!! GET BACK UPSTAIRS QUICK!!!" Anya just looked at Demetre then back to Squall. The four from the circle were getting up and were mad!!! The guy with the gloves ran at Demetre but was stopped by a kick to the stomach. He looked to the side to see Kyrstan with her kick-boxing outfit on. She wasn't champ at her high school for nothing. They glared daggers at each other and spared off.
The others began doing something like calling magic. Demetre looked at them stupidly. Anya was fighting Squall. She wasn't a great fighter, but she could defend herself with that flute. The three that were finally finished doing their "healing magic" started to laugh at Anya's attempts to block Squall's deadly strikes…with a instrument!!! They were laughing until they met with Demetre again. He began to strike at them with impossibly fast blows that they were barely able to block. He finally did a mega round house kick with his foot and the gun and sent them all flying.
Kyrstan and the gloved man were still trading blows. Kyrstan was using everything Demetre taught her including using her secret weapon…her hair. Her black shin covers and black clodhopper boots were flying fast at the guy in every attempt of hurting him. He jumped, spun, then kicked. She ducked. When he landed, she backhand sprang and let her long hair catch him in the face. He yelled out in pain. His face was cut in three long slices along his nose and cheeks. He clutched his head in pain and looked at Kyrstan. She landed with perfect grace and winked at him. Her hair landed gently beside her shoulder. The guy looked. There was a dragonfly pin holding the hair together at the end. It had three tails. Which turned out to be three razor blades.
She's smart…But not smart enough… "BOOYA!!!" He did a mega kick…but she countered. SHE COUNTERED!!! As his leg went up, she ran under it and let it land on her shoulder. He went wide eyed.
She then put her heel to his crotch and said, "You ever what kids?" He shook his head up in down in earnest that she not crush anything.
Kyrstan smiled, "Me too!" She leaned forward and the guy screamed bloody murder. She jumped off his quivering form and did a victory dance.
She was then backhanded on top of him by the cowboy dude. "Buck of Darlin! CURAGA!!!" Kyrstan moaned as the gloved guy's cuts disappeared and he stopped quivering from the pain down there.
"YOU ARE A LITTLE BITCH!!! YOU CRUSHED MY BALLS!!! YOU LITTLE BITCH!!!!!!" He yelled. He punched her in the gut a few times. She looked dazed. Kyrstan looked straight at the guy and blinked.
"Zell?"
Anya was having more problems than Kyrstan. Squall was using less force than before and was more for looking out on the others. She developed a plan.
Squall turned to look at his comrades to see how they were doing often because Anya only had a flute to protect herself. But this flute was blessed by her father for protecting herself with song. She learned to play amazingly fast and found out she could control spirit guardians that Demetre summoned with it.
Squall again turned his head to look and Anya shot into action. She ducked under his legs and jumped up. He turned around and was smacked in the nose. He moaned annoyance and held his nose quickly. This was all the time Anya needed. She began to play.
The song was haunting and everyone stopped fighting. Kyrstan began to recover faster and Demetre was getting time to summon a spirit. She played the tune she called "Correneran". It was a sad tune and it was made that way. It ment sadness and the new people could tell.
When she was done she spoke aloud, "Stop this. Look what has happened," she gestured towards the gloved man and then towards the cowboy freak, finally to the fallen swordsman, "people will die just because you appeared here." She ran a hand through her hair and sighed. "I know who all of you are…and so does my brother and Kyrstan."
Kyrstan wobbled over to Demetre who was eyeing the nunchukus girl with a deadly glare. The people stopped breathing and just looked at the three with a look that was part curiosity, part "DIE YOU WEIRDOS!!!.
Anya looked at the girl hiding behind the couch. "Ellone, you agree with me, right?" The girl looked at Anya for a second. She then nodded her head slowly.
"Alright, now, if we all help set up the living room again, we can all tal…AHHH!!!!!!" Anya screamed as the fallen swordguy ran up and put his sword to her neck.
"ANYA!!!" Demetre yelled. Kyrstan ran up to the guy but suddenly had a whip around her legs that was sinking into her skin. She screamed in pain. Squall nodded.
"Give up man, or both of your friends get it." Demetre suddenly realized who was all around him. The people from his dream. Selphie Timlitt was the nunchukus girl. She was still giving Demetre dirty looks and sticking her tongue at him. Then Rinoa Heartilly was the blue girl. She was nursing her leg after a bad kick from Demetre. He was still holding the cowboy's gun. Then the cowboy was Irvine Kinneas, oh wait, who cared? Ellone Loire was the girl hiding behind the couch and Squall was the guy beside Seifer. Then were was… Demetre looked at Kyrstan and then to Kyrstan's legs. They were wrapped with a steel type whip that was held by hopefully…
There she was.
The blonde goddess.
Quistis Trepe.
Demetre smiled. "Birthday gift Anya?"
She fidgeted. "Yeah…you like?" Demetre frowned.
"It sucks now…"
Kyrstan wiggled with the whip on her legs. "It would be better if we could talk it out…" Zell ran over.
"Hell no!!! You cut my face, you get the shit beat outta ya!!!"
Seifer smiled "She also crushed your balls chicken wuss…"
Everyone started cracking up.
"SHUT UP!!! IT AIN'T FUNNY WHEN YOU GET YOUR BALLS CRUSHED!!!" Zell was in an almost complete rage. No one chose to reply.
Seifer looked down to find Anya staring at him. She had a…smile on her face? She was very short…So much, Seifer had to put the gunblade at almost ab height.
"Why you smilin? I gotta gunblade to your neck!"
Anya just smiled wider. "I'm just glad you're here, Mr. Seifer."
He looked at her. She was pretty cute. Beautiful hair, dimples, red cheeks, nice body, and those eyes. Ocean blue eyes. He spun the gunblade in his hand till it was on the flat side.
"Call me Seifer, uh…"
Anya smiled even wider. "Anya."
Seifer smiled his ever monumental smile. "Call me Seifer, Anya."
He put the gunblade back to the holder.
Zell went nuts. "WHY'D YA DO THAT?! YOU GOIN SOFT YA DUMBASS?! OR ARE YOU FORGETING THAT THIS IS A BATTLE?!?!"
Seifer shrugged. "Shud up chicken wuss, I still got my hands on her." And in deed, Seifer did have his hands on her. In no way threatening, but none the less one her.
Selphie looked at Squall. "Should we let her go then?" She pointed down to the struggling Kyrstan. Squall looked at Demetre. Demetre looked at Squall. They stayed like that for a few minutes. Then, simultaneously, they walked forward and bowed to each other. Quistis shook her head and let Kyrstan go.
She groaned and stayed on the floor.
At this, everyone help redo the living room as best as they could as they prepared to talk to each other. Hopefully, about something peaceful and modern, like……politics……
Howdy all!!!! Howdya like that chapter? Longer than I expected a fight seen to be but oh well. As usual, I own Demetre, Kyrstan and Anya (as well as the lovely coffee table)
And Square owns FFVIII (they should know they will go to hell for being so greedy!!! lol)
Lesson Time!!!
Correneran- (Coor renn nerr enn)- More or less means silence, doubt, or sadness
Chapter 3 gonna be good cause that's when we get to the Irvine/Selphie/Rinoa/Squall/Zell Bashing. (I NEVER bash Queen Quistis, or Seifer, EVER!!! But I never make them a pairing so poof with your nasty thoughts!) Also, they load up to go to town! (And then they go to town, and come back!!!)
Also, I'm gonna make a comic with The gloved one, the guy with the gun, nunchukus girl, whip woman, and the blue girl. Sounds awesome right?! The gloved one got the main role cause he auditioned the best. That nutcracker seen was done right clean humor!!! Right!!! J/k bout the comic all!