Chapter 8

[Sorry, the internet packed up and wouldn't work for ages- Ina mad brummy]

She sat in that prison, bored and hungry, most of all, she felt sadness. How was she going to get out of here? She would never find him.

Quistis walked in the room, she had come to visit her. Quistis almost allowed herself to smile; their plan was working. It was only a matter of time. She was cruel. Watching her old friend suffer like this, and enjoying every second. Yet she felt like she shouldn't be doing this. But…but maybe now he'd left Rinoa he'd want her. Would he? Maybe…she could try to find him too. That thought to her was alluring, but forbidding. She remembered back, back to when he stopped being a SeeD.

He had stood there, almost domineering, in front of Xu, and said, "I won't do it."

He had been asked to kill Rinoa. Because she was different. She wasn't a SeeD, and to them she had no real connections with their world.

She slapped him round the face. He didn't weaken, just stood there, staring her out.

She looked again at Rinoa, a distant look in her eyes, in the world of escapism, yet she must be feeling immeasurable pain.

She spoke. "Quistis." She said it like she hated her. "This is what you have done."

"You…you took Squall away from me!"

"What? He didn't love you, never will do, you bitch!"

Rinoa took her gun that she had sneaked into her cell, and she fired a couple of rounds into the wall, in an attempt to weaken it. Then she pointed it at Quistis.

"You won't."

"I will."

"Why would you?"

"I hate you." She had finally said those words. She had been trying to say them ever since she had figured it out that Quistis had done this.

She fired. Quistis crumpled. She was lying on the floor, Rinoa thought she was dead. She shot again at the wall, and then kicked a hole in it, and found that it led straight outside. She looked down. They were flying quite close to the ground, only about 6 or 7 feet above ground. Maybe she could jump that distance. She decided to risk it. But then she realized they were going fast, maybe too fast. She could wait until morning, but then it would probably be too late. She had to act now. She lowered herself down, and looked at the spinning blade below her. Then it shuddered, and stopped. Rinoa took her chance. She jumped down onto it, and from it, down onto the ground.

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