Thanks to Saikii and Lestatsdarkrose for helping me name Edea and Cid's kid. You two know who won out but you two gave out a lot of idea's and I'm grateful.
Warning: May cause mental trauma, do not read if weak of mind.
Disclaimer I do not own FF 8. Never have, never will.
So many years had passed since the day Edea and Cid's daughter had gone. Taken by the same people that took Ellone, but with different agenda's. They raised and fed her so many lies that eventually she believed them. And when the lies shown through she didn't want to acknowledge it. She just continued, ignoring the lies and letting the roots of deception go deeper. Causing Cid and Edea's daughter more pain... And hatred. Eventually her heart grew cold to her parents, her parents at one time she loved so much. Now surrounded by her tormentors, in a castle hidden in a mountain side she sits alone with her new toy. The spell never taken as well as it did on this specimen.
Edea and Cid's daughter's hand caressed Squall's face, as be bowed respectfully before her. How perfect was this? Her weak father dead, killed by her knight, and her sorcerous mother unable to help her. Squall was her puppet, one stronger then her mother's. Stronger then any other knight before. Gently she grips Squall's chin and makes him look at her. His abnormally green staring into hers ready for any command. This couldn't be any better.
"What do you want for the Garden?" She asks.
"Mistress Alana I want nothing, but destruction." Squall responds.
Alana pulls Squall up and unto her couch. Instinctively he curls up beside her and rests his head on her lap. And like he was a cat, she slowly strokes his hair. Squall closes his eyes, and seemingly drifts off to sleep. Thoughtfully she watches Squall, as her mind swam with memories, and resentment for her parents. Why had her mother raised all those other brats, and not her? Years of lies polluted her mind, and blinded her from the truth.
"My dear puppet, you'll get what you want, and I'll get what I want." Alana says in a low voice. "They will all pay for the years I had to suffer... Though I know you were one of those children that stole my parents, but I don't care my dear puppet. Your my toy and there's nothing they can do about it."
"Mmm," Squall snuggles to her.
Alana smiles, she had all the cards, and they had none, or at least none that mattered at all. She continued to pet Squall's hair and looked at his sleeping face, "as for your little brat my lovely pet, well she has to learn there can be only one sorceress."
Squall's eyes open and he turns to look at her confused. "I have a brat? You mean that thing that calls this body father?"
Alana smiles, "don't worry about it, just go back to sleep."
Squall lays back down and then is back to sleep. Back to his black unseeing dreams. Alana's face saddens as she looks out a window into the starry night. Maybe tonight her mother was looking at the same star she was. Hatred filled her heart and mind, hoping that if she was she'd feel the pain that burned at her heart, eating away at her self being.
****
Edea looked out the window into a cool night. Here eyes were fixed on a star, her heart ached for her husband. One taken before his times at the hands of a allie. She places her hand on the cill and remember the last time her family was together. Happy, and content, back before they believed anything could go wrong. Suddenly a pain fills her chest, all felt alone and lost. A feeling she knew came from her daughter.
Edea collapses and is instantly caught by skinny arms. She looked up into the face of Laguna's life long friend Kiros. Instantly she found her arms around him and she began to weep. He hugged her and let her cry. The darkness swallowing up the sobs, as his shirt soaked up the tears.
"It'll be okay Edea, I'm sure Laguna and the others will find a way." Kiros comforts scared to hurt her more.
Edea began to cry harder then before, he felt like he said the wrong thing. Damn, Laguna for suckering him into this, how did he even get past his lady Estrella? In a small sense it wasn't all that bad, he was helping someone in need. Something deep within him longed to comfort her beyond his mission. Kiros hugs her tighter and pushes down that feeling.
"Edea, I promise you it'll be all okay." Kiro's whispers.
"Oh Kiros, I hope it's soon." Edea responds in a whispers.
Kiros watches as she drifts off to sleep, her sobs softening the deeper in her sleep she drifts off into. Carefully Kiros picks up her delicate body and carries her bed. Laying her down on the soft bed, and tucking her in. He brushes away her hair and sits beside her. It would do her good to have company. He couldn't leave her right now, maybe in the morning. Kiros closes his eyes and goes to sleep, ears open in case Edea needed him.
****
Edea opened her eyes to find herself in the crossroads of dreams. A common place for sorcerers to meet and talk. She looks around, eyes scanning for anyone. Her heart knew it was her daughter that called her here. Edea had no doubts about that. But were she was remained a mystery. Edea would not make a move until her daughter did. Maybe just maybe she was going to give out a cry for help. She did at one time.
"No mother, I'm not here for help." Alana scolds.
"Alana?" Edea asks turning to face her.
"It's me." Alana responds. "But I'm not here for a quant visit, I'm here to challenge you mother."
"I'm listening," Edea face drew to confused but relaxed to a calm poker look.
"Your knight, my knight Esthar, be there or people will die." Alana says bluntly.
"Esthar but tha-" Edea pauses as Alana turns to walk away. "Alana please don't leave. It's been so long since I seen you last."
"Don't plead with me mother, it was you who gave me up to raise those runts." Alana spits back never turning back, then vanishes.
Edea covers her face and begins to cry. Her own daughter hated her, and maybe it was the truth. After the first kid came to her she stopped her search efforts. Her and Cid should have kept on looking for Alana.
****
Edea woke from a start. Kiros stirred, but before he awoke Edea caste sleep on him. Quickly she changes into her sorcerers gown and heads for the door. Slipping from the room she makes her way to the infirmary, casting stop, or sleep on anyone that crossed her path. Her mission was urgent, and she prayed Seifer would go along with this. It would not be easy coaxing him from his sons side, as his son remained in a coma. Or was his sense of commitment still inside of him and he'd just come. Edea didn't know and she didn't want to guess right now.
Edea enters the infirmary, everyone was asleep, without further investigation Edea enters Seth's room. Seifer lay sleeping head resting on the bed, hand grasping Seth's. Edea oddly notes, that Mrs. Almsy wasn't around yet. Shrugging she shakes Seifer's shoulder. He groans but doesn't register her as there. Edea shakes him again.
"Seifer Almsy, sworn knight to Edea, wake up!" Edea orders in a loud whisper.
Seifer jolts awake like he was just received an electrical shock and he looks at Edea in wide eyes, which grow even wider as he sees her in her sorcerers garb. He stands up abruptly, but never lets go of his sons hand.
"Edea what is this all about?" Seifer asks.
"I need for you to come with me to Esthar." Edea replies.
"What? Why?"
"My daughter is challenging me, and if I do not go people will die." Edea pauses. "More people that have already died."
"What does this have to do with me, I got my own son to worry about."
Edea looks at the monitor showing his sons heart beat and blood pressure. "He'll be fine."
"Edea I can't leave him!" Seifer shouts.
Edea and sighs annoyed. "Ellone can watch over him."
"She's a Leonhart."
"So?"
Seifer glares at Edea.
"Listen to me Seifer, she wants to challenge the knights." Edea growls. "you don't go you have no honor."
"Dammit Edea." Seifer rubs his scar.
Seifer looks down at he son who lay peacefully next to him. He felt like he was abandoning him here. Even if his mother was due at anytime from there tiny home. Seifer closes his eyes and sighs heavily.
"I will go, but I must leave a note not for them to tell my wife the details she's been acting strange lately."
Edea nods, "Okay but hurry."
****
The trip to Esthar was silent, and uneasy. Seifer was lost in thought and not really up for conversation. More or less he was more concerned leaving his son alone then the fact he faced a major battle in a couple of hours. He sighs and slouches down to the floor, Edea looks at him with a genuine concerned look on her face. He didn't deserve to be dragged into this mess.
"Don't even say your sorry Edea." Seifer breaks the silence. "It's something that has to be done."
"But I am." Edea responds shocked he knew what she was about to say.
No other words were spoken.
The departed the train at Esthar's station and looked around. Neither of them knew were to go. But they were certain they soon would. Edea puts a hand on Seifer's shoulder stopping him from moving forward.
"We wait here."
Seifer nods at Edea's orders and stands still. Soon a man comes up to them, fingering them out of the crowd for there odd, and lost looks.
"Edea?" The man asks.
"Yes, it is I." Edea responds.
"A young man came in here, long reddish almost back hair, and the nastiest set of fingernails I've ever seen, and told me to tell you to meet them on the east side of Esthar, and your already twenty minutes late."
"Okay thank you."
Seifer eyes the man as he walks away. "Twenty minutes late, what was he getting at?"
"I don't know, but I think we should hurry."
***
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Warning: May cause mental trauma, do not read if weak of mind.
Disclaimer I do not own FF 8. Never have, never will.
So many years had passed since the day Edea and Cid's daughter had gone. Taken by the same people that took Ellone, but with different agenda's. They raised and fed her so many lies that eventually she believed them. And when the lies shown through she didn't want to acknowledge it. She just continued, ignoring the lies and letting the roots of deception go deeper. Causing Cid and Edea's daughter more pain... And hatred. Eventually her heart grew cold to her parents, her parents at one time she loved so much. Now surrounded by her tormentors, in a castle hidden in a mountain side she sits alone with her new toy. The spell never taken as well as it did on this specimen.
Edea and Cid's daughter's hand caressed Squall's face, as be bowed respectfully before her. How perfect was this? Her weak father dead, killed by her knight, and her sorcerous mother unable to help her. Squall was her puppet, one stronger then her mother's. Stronger then any other knight before. Gently she grips Squall's chin and makes him look at her. His abnormally green staring into hers ready for any command. This couldn't be any better.
"What do you want for the Garden?" She asks.
"Mistress Alana I want nothing, but destruction." Squall responds.
Alana pulls Squall up and unto her couch. Instinctively he curls up beside her and rests his head on her lap. And like he was a cat, she slowly strokes his hair. Squall closes his eyes, and seemingly drifts off to sleep. Thoughtfully she watches Squall, as her mind swam with memories, and resentment for her parents. Why had her mother raised all those other brats, and not her? Years of lies polluted her mind, and blinded her from the truth.
"My dear puppet, you'll get what you want, and I'll get what I want." Alana says in a low voice. "They will all pay for the years I had to suffer... Though I know you were one of those children that stole my parents, but I don't care my dear puppet. Your my toy and there's nothing they can do about it."
"Mmm," Squall snuggles to her.
Alana smiles, she had all the cards, and they had none, or at least none that mattered at all. She continued to pet Squall's hair and looked at his sleeping face, "as for your little brat my lovely pet, well she has to learn there can be only one sorceress."
Squall's eyes open and he turns to look at her confused. "I have a brat? You mean that thing that calls this body father?"
Alana smiles, "don't worry about it, just go back to sleep."
Squall lays back down and then is back to sleep. Back to his black unseeing dreams. Alana's face saddens as she looks out a window into the starry night. Maybe tonight her mother was looking at the same star she was. Hatred filled her heart and mind, hoping that if she was she'd feel the pain that burned at her heart, eating away at her self being.
****
Edea looked out the window into a cool night. Here eyes were fixed on a star, her heart ached for her husband. One taken before his times at the hands of a allie. She places her hand on the cill and remember the last time her family was together. Happy, and content, back before they believed anything could go wrong. Suddenly a pain fills her chest, all felt alone and lost. A feeling she knew came from her daughter.
Edea collapses and is instantly caught by skinny arms. She looked up into the face of Laguna's life long friend Kiros. Instantly she found her arms around him and she began to weep. He hugged her and let her cry. The darkness swallowing up the sobs, as his shirt soaked up the tears.
"It'll be okay Edea, I'm sure Laguna and the others will find a way." Kiros comforts scared to hurt her more.
Edea began to cry harder then before, he felt like he said the wrong thing. Damn, Laguna for suckering him into this, how did he even get past his lady Estrella? In a small sense it wasn't all that bad, he was helping someone in need. Something deep within him longed to comfort her beyond his mission. Kiros hugs her tighter and pushes down that feeling.
"Edea, I promise you it'll be all okay." Kiro's whispers.
"Oh Kiros, I hope it's soon." Edea responds in a whispers.
Kiros watches as she drifts off to sleep, her sobs softening the deeper in her sleep she drifts off into. Carefully Kiros picks up her delicate body and carries her bed. Laying her down on the soft bed, and tucking her in. He brushes away her hair and sits beside her. It would do her good to have company. He couldn't leave her right now, maybe in the morning. Kiros closes his eyes and goes to sleep, ears open in case Edea needed him.
****
Edea opened her eyes to find herself in the crossroads of dreams. A common place for sorcerers to meet and talk. She looks around, eyes scanning for anyone. Her heart knew it was her daughter that called her here. Edea had no doubts about that. But were she was remained a mystery. Edea would not make a move until her daughter did. Maybe just maybe she was going to give out a cry for help. She did at one time.
"No mother, I'm not here for help." Alana scolds.
"Alana?" Edea asks turning to face her.
"It's me." Alana responds. "But I'm not here for a quant visit, I'm here to challenge you mother."
"I'm listening," Edea face drew to confused but relaxed to a calm poker look.
"Your knight, my knight Esthar, be there or people will die." Alana says bluntly.
"Esthar but tha-" Edea pauses as Alana turns to walk away. "Alana please don't leave. It's been so long since I seen you last."
"Don't plead with me mother, it was you who gave me up to raise those runts." Alana spits back never turning back, then vanishes.
Edea covers her face and begins to cry. Her own daughter hated her, and maybe it was the truth. After the first kid came to her she stopped her search efforts. Her and Cid should have kept on looking for Alana.
****
Edea woke from a start. Kiros stirred, but before he awoke Edea caste sleep on him. Quickly she changes into her sorcerers gown and heads for the door. Slipping from the room she makes her way to the infirmary, casting stop, or sleep on anyone that crossed her path. Her mission was urgent, and she prayed Seifer would go along with this. It would not be easy coaxing him from his sons side, as his son remained in a coma. Or was his sense of commitment still inside of him and he'd just come. Edea didn't know and she didn't want to guess right now.
Edea enters the infirmary, everyone was asleep, without further investigation Edea enters Seth's room. Seifer lay sleeping head resting on the bed, hand grasping Seth's. Edea oddly notes, that Mrs. Almsy wasn't around yet. Shrugging she shakes Seifer's shoulder. He groans but doesn't register her as there. Edea shakes him again.
"Seifer Almsy, sworn knight to Edea, wake up!" Edea orders in a loud whisper.
Seifer jolts awake like he was just received an electrical shock and he looks at Edea in wide eyes, which grow even wider as he sees her in her sorcerers garb. He stands up abruptly, but never lets go of his sons hand.
"Edea what is this all about?" Seifer asks.
"I need for you to come with me to Esthar." Edea replies.
"What? Why?"
"My daughter is challenging me, and if I do not go people will die." Edea pauses. "More people that have already died."
"What does this have to do with me, I got my own son to worry about."
Edea looks at the monitor showing his sons heart beat and blood pressure. "He'll be fine."
"Edea I can't leave him!" Seifer shouts.
Edea and sighs annoyed. "Ellone can watch over him."
"She's a Leonhart."
"So?"
Seifer glares at Edea.
"Listen to me Seifer, she wants to challenge the knights." Edea growls. "you don't go you have no honor."
"Dammit Edea." Seifer rubs his scar.
Seifer looks down at he son who lay peacefully next to him. He felt like he was abandoning him here. Even if his mother was due at anytime from there tiny home. Seifer closes his eyes and sighs heavily.
"I will go, but I must leave a note not for them to tell my wife the details she's been acting strange lately."
Edea nods, "Okay but hurry."
****
The trip to Esthar was silent, and uneasy. Seifer was lost in thought and not really up for conversation. More or less he was more concerned leaving his son alone then the fact he faced a major battle in a couple of hours. He sighs and slouches down to the floor, Edea looks at him with a genuine concerned look on her face. He didn't deserve to be dragged into this mess.
"Don't even say your sorry Edea." Seifer breaks the silence. "It's something that has to be done."
"But I am." Edea responds shocked he knew what she was about to say.
No other words were spoken.
The departed the train at Esthar's station and looked around. Neither of them knew were to go. But they were certain they soon would. Edea puts a hand on Seifer's shoulder stopping him from moving forward.
"We wait here."
Seifer nods at Edea's orders and stands still. Soon a man comes up to them, fingering them out of the crowd for there odd, and lost looks.
"Edea?" The man asks.
"Yes, it is I." Edea responds.
"A young man came in here, long reddish almost back hair, and the nastiest set of fingernails I've ever seen, and told me to tell you to meet them on the east side of Esthar, and your already twenty minutes late."
"Okay thank you."
Seifer eyes the man as he walks away. "Twenty minutes late, what was he getting at?"
"I don't know, but I think we should hurry."
***
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