Disclaimer Final Fantasy 8 does not belong to me nor do the characters
except for Joshua, Elsinore and Simeon. Square Soft owns them. Not me.
*Blah blah blah* -thoughts. Some swearing.
Thank you to everybody that reviewed. You made me feel special. Make me feel more special by reviewing my story! If this story seems immature remember I'm 12 years old. Not mature enough to write a good story. If you want proof consider this: I still giggle at the word booby.
Enjoy chapter two!!
*What's going on? Where. where am I? Oh, yes. The mission. I was taken. * Quistis Trepe felt a sharp sting to her head as she remembered the events of the mission that did not go so well.
The room she was in was so un-inviting. Silver and white was it's main theme. Silver table. Silver file cabinets, silver desk. White walls, white test tube lids. White lights, that were damn bright. It reminded her of ice. So cold looking.
*I have to get out of here. *
Getting up off the steel table she was laying down on she checked for her whip. Not there. *This is not good* Searching her mind for the GF she junctioned for the mission was hopeless as she found Diablos and Shiva were gone. And so was all her magic.
At least there were no cuts or bruises when she checked herself over. *They must have healed me. * She felt as if she could fly if only she had not been weighed down by the fact that she was in deep shit.
She felt hopeless. Absolutely hopeless. Who wouldn't feel hopeless being trapped in Hyne knows where without any junctions and the thing that made you feel most safe. In Quistis' case it was her Save The Queen.
Deciding that there was no way she was going to survive if she somehow escaped the room whoever had taken her had confined her in. Without any source of weapon she thought it to be best if she looked around the room to try and figure out what was going on. She had doubts but it was a start.
Quistis frantically searched for something. Anything. Anything at all that can be useful to her escape and to the mission. Searching through the file cabinets she found something quite interesting. Seifer Almasy's life file.
*Gosh. I haven't thought of Seifer in ages. I never even thought of where he might be now. Why is his file here? So many questions yet so little answers. Seifer might even be here now. Wherever 'here' is. *
She considered this thought as she flipped through Seifer's file. It may have been a waste of time but her curiosity got the better of her. One thing in her mind nagged at her and kept chanting 'curiosity killed the cat instructor.'
*Maybe he's captured too. Unless he's my kidnapper. I doubt it though. If he is I may have to kill him. It'd break Matrons heart but I have to do what I have to do. Or maybe he's going to help me escape. Can't imagine him doing so though. Perhaps my student has changed. Maybe he's like the little boy I remember from the orphanage now. Oh how I miss that little boy.*
As surprised as she was to find Seifer's file there she was more surprised to find that research on him proved that he was indeed brainwashed by Ultimecia not possessed. She didn't expect any better from him but was pleased to find that he did not fully go along with destroying the world and he had to be brainwashed. It was somehow comforting in some sick and twisted way.
Confusion was evident in her beautiful face when she found her name in bold letters at the very last page. It read 'Quistis Trepe - refer to cabinet 8 file 29. Her heart beat faster. *Why am I of all people here? They already talked about me as being his Instructor. Might as well check out my own file. *
'Curiosity killed the cat instructor.'
Muttering the words 'cabinet 8 file 29' under her breath just to remember where it was, she began her search for her own file but was stopped short by voices from outside the door. Her SeeD instincts kicked in and told her that the voices were approximently 1-2 inches from the steel door. She figured it best to play along with whatever they had in store for her. After all she was The Quistis Trepe.
In her rush she stuffed Seifer's file into an anonymous file cabinet and briskly walked over to the makeshift bed and shut her eyes. When she controlled her heavy breathing she heard a conversation between clearly two men because of their deep voices.
"...But Sir! Consider the possibilities! Quistis Trepe and Seifer Almasy! One of the Great War heroes and the sorceress' knight himself. There's nobody better!"
"Squall Leonhart perhaps? He led them. Him and his little sorceress Rinoa would be good. Or maybe Zell Dinct and Selphie Tilmitt? Squall Leonhart and your beloved Trepe would be good. Irvine Kinneas and Selphie Tilmitt? Edea and Cid. Why choose Miss Trepe and Seifer Almasy, Simeon? Remember, we want the best."
"But they are the best! Cid and Edea might be a good pair to do this but they're very old now. Miss Trepe has been brought up to fight the bad guys. She's one of the finest fighters in the world. Her resume says she was a SeeD at fifteen! Fifteen sir, and an instructor by 17. That is quite amazing if I do say so myself. Miss Heartilly and Miss Tilmitt combined could not accomplish that. I wouldn't be surprised if she escaped right now. Sir, seriously, why would you have Sorceress Rinoa be the girl for the job if shes a sorceress? Do we really need another one? And Mr Almasy. He fought the War Heroes single handedly. Yes, he may have lost. But consider the fact that sorceress Ultimecia herself could not bring them down. That gives us good enough proof to believe that he is better than Mr Leonhart. They are the perfect duo."
Quistis was scared at this point. What would she and Seifer be 'perfect' for and why were all her friends from the orphanage and now garden involved in the men's conversation.
*So. Seifer's alive. *
She felt stupid to be flattered by the complements she got from the man who was Simeon, the man she was sent after to take down.
It confused her though. That in the briefing they made Simeon sound like the big bad wolf but hearing his voice she noted that he sounded desperate to have it his way. It frightened her to know that there was some higher power over Simeon after all the bad they learned about him. It rattled her insides to hear his voice so desperate and afraid.
As the two men entered the room two things repeated in Quistis' head the first being 'what do they want with Seifer and I?' The second being 'Hyne, please don't let me die on this mission.' The two thoughts becoming repetitive in Quistis' mind as she lay there quiet and still and as she pretended to be as they left her before she awoke.
Yes, Quistis Trepe, and perhaps Seifer Almasy now were in deep, deep, shit.
~*~
Squall Leonhart's quiet voice boomed with anger as he questioned the girl that Smurfit had taken back.
"I'll ask you one more time then I'll have to use force-" Selphie could see the fear in the young woman's eyes at Squall's quiet yet intimidating voice and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the young woman, who earlier referred to herself as a Miss Jennalyn Krabb. "-What do they want with Quistis?"
She looked as if she might spill at anytime because of her nervous shaking. But she did just the opposite.
It came out in slow motion to Zell's eyes as she spit out a slimy, wet, disgusting blob of saliva which landed right on Squall's black shirt.
This was one tough nut to crack.
Squall didn't seem to mind and simply stared at her with ice grey-blue eyes and an annoyed look on his face.
The next three words came out like venom to Zell's ears. They came out slow, steady and scary. His pace reminded him of Fugin "I. Warned. You."
"Bite. Me." She replied mocking the commander's tone. Apparently this woman was either very stupid, or very brave.
Which of the two she was, he didn't know. What he did know was at this rate; they weren't getting anywhere at all.
End of chapter two.
I'm very pist off at how this chapter turned out. I think its very short and it was not at all how I planned it to be but I'm hoping maybe you liked it? Review so I know what you think. Chapter 3 will come out soon enough.
*Blah blah blah* -thoughts. Some swearing.
Thank you to everybody that reviewed. You made me feel special. Make me feel more special by reviewing my story! If this story seems immature remember I'm 12 years old. Not mature enough to write a good story. If you want proof consider this: I still giggle at the word booby.
Enjoy chapter two!!
*What's going on? Where. where am I? Oh, yes. The mission. I was taken. * Quistis Trepe felt a sharp sting to her head as she remembered the events of the mission that did not go so well.
The room she was in was so un-inviting. Silver and white was it's main theme. Silver table. Silver file cabinets, silver desk. White walls, white test tube lids. White lights, that were damn bright. It reminded her of ice. So cold looking.
*I have to get out of here. *
Getting up off the steel table she was laying down on she checked for her whip. Not there. *This is not good* Searching her mind for the GF she junctioned for the mission was hopeless as she found Diablos and Shiva were gone. And so was all her magic.
At least there were no cuts or bruises when she checked herself over. *They must have healed me. * She felt as if she could fly if only she had not been weighed down by the fact that she was in deep shit.
She felt hopeless. Absolutely hopeless. Who wouldn't feel hopeless being trapped in Hyne knows where without any junctions and the thing that made you feel most safe. In Quistis' case it was her Save The Queen.
Deciding that there was no way she was going to survive if she somehow escaped the room whoever had taken her had confined her in. Without any source of weapon she thought it to be best if she looked around the room to try and figure out what was going on. She had doubts but it was a start.
Quistis frantically searched for something. Anything. Anything at all that can be useful to her escape and to the mission. Searching through the file cabinets she found something quite interesting. Seifer Almasy's life file.
*Gosh. I haven't thought of Seifer in ages. I never even thought of where he might be now. Why is his file here? So many questions yet so little answers. Seifer might even be here now. Wherever 'here' is. *
She considered this thought as she flipped through Seifer's file. It may have been a waste of time but her curiosity got the better of her. One thing in her mind nagged at her and kept chanting 'curiosity killed the cat instructor.'
*Maybe he's captured too. Unless he's my kidnapper. I doubt it though. If he is I may have to kill him. It'd break Matrons heart but I have to do what I have to do. Or maybe he's going to help me escape. Can't imagine him doing so though. Perhaps my student has changed. Maybe he's like the little boy I remember from the orphanage now. Oh how I miss that little boy.*
As surprised as she was to find Seifer's file there she was more surprised to find that research on him proved that he was indeed brainwashed by Ultimecia not possessed. She didn't expect any better from him but was pleased to find that he did not fully go along with destroying the world and he had to be brainwashed. It was somehow comforting in some sick and twisted way.
Confusion was evident in her beautiful face when she found her name in bold letters at the very last page. It read 'Quistis Trepe - refer to cabinet 8 file 29. Her heart beat faster. *Why am I of all people here? They already talked about me as being his Instructor. Might as well check out my own file. *
'Curiosity killed the cat instructor.'
Muttering the words 'cabinet 8 file 29' under her breath just to remember where it was, she began her search for her own file but was stopped short by voices from outside the door. Her SeeD instincts kicked in and told her that the voices were approximently 1-2 inches from the steel door. She figured it best to play along with whatever they had in store for her. After all she was The Quistis Trepe.
In her rush she stuffed Seifer's file into an anonymous file cabinet and briskly walked over to the makeshift bed and shut her eyes. When she controlled her heavy breathing she heard a conversation between clearly two men because of their deep voices.
"...But Sir! Consider the possibilities! Quistis Trepe and Seifer Almasy! One of the Great War heroes and the sorceress' knight himself. There's nobody better!"
"Squall Leonhart perhaps? He led them. Him and his little sorceress Rinoa would be good. Or maybe Zell Dinct and Selphie Tilmitt? Squall Leonhart and your beloved Trepe would be good. Irvine Kinneas and Selphie Tilmitt? Edea and Cid. Why choose Miss Trepe and Seifer Almasy, Simeon? Remember, we want the best."
"But they are the best! Cid and Edea might be a good pair to do this but they're very old now. Miss Trepe has been brought up to fight the bad guys. She's one of the finest fighters in the world. Her resume says she was a SeeD at fifteen! Fifteen sir, and an instructor by 17. That is quite amazing if I do say so myself. Miss Heartilly and Miss Tilmitt combined could not accomplish that. I wouldn't be surprised if she escaped right now. Sir, seriously, why would you have Sorceress Rinoa be the girl for the job if shes a sorceress? Do we really need another one? And Mr Almasy. He fought the War Heroes single handedly. Yes, he may have lost. But consider the fact that sorceress Ultimecia herself could not bring them down. That gives us good enough proof to believe that he is better than Mr Leonhart. They are the perfect duo."
Quistis was scared at this point. What would she and Seifer be 'perfect' for and why were all her friends from the orphanage and now garden involved in the men's conversation.
*So. Seifer's alive. *
She felt stupid to be flattered by the complements she got from the man who was Simeon, the man she was sent after to take down.
It confused her though. That in the briefing they made Simeon sound like the big bad wolf but hearing his voice she noted that he sounded desperate to have it his way. It frightened her to know that there was some higher power over Simeon after all the bad they learned about him. It rattled her insides to hear his voice so desperate and afraid.
As the two men entered the room two things repeated in Quistis' head the first being 'what do they want with Seifer and I?' The second being 'Hyne, please don't let me die on this mission.' The two thoughts becoming repetitive in Quistis' mind as she lay there quiet and still and as she pretended to be as they left her before she awoke.
Yes, Quistis Trepe, and perhaps Seifer Almasy now were in deep, deep, shit.
~*~
Squall Leonhart's quiet voice boomed with anger as he questioned the girl that Smurfit had taken back.
"I'll ask you one more time then I'll have to use force-" Selphie could see the fear in the young woman's eyes at Squall's quiet yet intimidating voice and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the young woman, who earlier referred to herself as a Miss Jennalyn Krabb. "-What do they want with Quistis?"
She looked as if she might spill at anytime because of her nervous shaking. But she did just the opposite.
It came out in slow motion to Zell's eyes as she spit out a slimy, wet, disgusting blob of saliva which landed right on Squall's black shirt.
This was one tough nut to crack.
Squall didn't seem to mind and simply stared at her with ice grey-blue eyes and an annoyed look on his face.
The next three words came out like venom to Zell's ears. They came out slow, steady and scary. His pace reminded him of Fugin "I. Warned. You."
"Bite. Me." She replied mocking the commander's tone. Apparently this woman was either very stupid, or very brave.
Which of the two she was, he didn't know. What he did know was at this rate; they weren't getting anywhere at all.
End of chapter two.
I'm very pist off at how this chapter turned out. I think its very short and it was not at all how I planned it to be but I'm hoping maybe you liked it? Review so I know what you think. Chapter 3 will come out soon enough.