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Warning, this fic my corrode your brain, and make you loose your mind... ... To those who have a mind to loose.



Once again they were convened around the meeting table. Emotions ran as high as the alert status. The only person not attending the meeting of adults was Seifer. he was to tired, and he preferred to stay by his son. Thwarting off Rin's efforts to see Seth. Not even the new arrived Mrs. Almsy had a say it what went on. So one man short they gathered: Two if you include the deceased Cid.

What was discussed in the conversation was obviously Squall. No matter how she tried, Ellone couldn't figure out were exactly he was. All she could see was him on a mountain side. Edea walks over to her and puts a hand on Ellone's shoulder.

"It's okay Ellone, we con figure this out from here." Edea soothes. "Laguna are there any mountains around Esthar?"

"No matter were you go there will be some mountains reasonably close." Laguna replies thoughtfully.

"SeeD's are in low demand, and the Garden is at high risk of being attacked again, what are you planning Edea?" Quintis asks.

Sending out Zell, you Quintis, and Bobby if it's okay with Irvine."

Irvine nods, it was okay with him if his daughter went on a mission. Selphie just smiled and jabbed Irvine in the ribs.

"Wait a second, I need to stay here and run things." Quintis objects.

Edea shoots Quintis a nasty look. "Who gave you command of the Garden. Last I herd you were the last person wanted for that job."

Quintis drew back, she never saw that coming. Neither did the group. Silence grabs the groups, as opinions try to be formed. Egotistically Quintis glares back at Edea.

"Well, who else do we have to run the school. No one here is qualified."

"Quintis don't assume Cid made all those decisions alone." Edea responds gracefully. "Not to mention how many years has Laguna been president. Selphie, look at how many kids she directs in a day, and not just her own. So who are you calling unqualified?"

"Fine. I'll go." Quintis groans.

"Good Zell is in charge."

"Bouya!" Zell punches the air happily.

Quintis buries her head in her hand disgusted. Why did Edea put the hyper brat in charge? This was a bad day for Quintis. Inwardly though she schemes a way to take charge of the mission from Zell. Zell had to screw up at sometime didn't he?

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Squall stared out the window and watched the snow falling. Memories were flooding his mind. Little by little he was starting to put together his life. The image of a young woman with black hair smiling at him, a baby, the feeling of great despair, a little girl, and older blonde man with the same scar as his, fighting, blood, all of it was forming together in his mind. Squall grabbed his head; it was all too much for him.

He fought back tears as he slowly remembered who he was. He was the mighty Lion of Balamb Garden, not this, this thing he'd become now. Hatred boiled in his blood as he remembered who the man was then the image of the young woman flashed again then another young woman, possibly the little girl, and the pain in her eyes.

Squall couldn't help it. He caused that pain. He screamed. It was all he could do. He screamed until his voice was no longer there.

The doors to the room burst open with a rush of power. The power filled the room like a warm current of water. It drowned Squall. His skin prickling with the sense of such power as a woman stepped in the now destroyed door. The power she emitted flowed over her and around her.

It slithered up Squall's body thicker as she neared him her eye's glowing fiercely with anger. She raised her hand to his face and traced his jaw line with her nails. He swallowed as she neared his neck. Seeing his fear, she smiled. Fear is good; fear is what keeps them obedient. The anger in her eyes glowed as she smiled.

"My knight...my dear sweet knight, you did well today," her voice whispered as he lips moved against his face. She was so close one could mistaken them for kissing. She brushed her lips against his and he stiffened. She was angry, he knew he upset her but he feared he punishment for him.

"My sorceress, Alana, please... I need to see my daughter" his eyes pleaded with her as she looked into them. Her hands ran over his chest, nails digging into the cloth.

A wickedly cruel grin spread over her mouth. Her fingers traced down his now tightened stomach inching over each of muscle towards the waist of his pants. His breathing was beginning to become more ragged and more rapid as she continued her little conquest.

Stopping just a hair below his navel she looked at his now glossy eyes, "you want to see your daughter? You are mine knight let us not forget who is master here," she breathed as she flicked her tongue over his lips.

His eyes widened as she did this, he could feel her anger boiling, but she did not lash out. His body reacted to her touch. It had been so long since he had been touched this way. Her lips brushed his and he sighed, she was torturing him. Alana raised her hand to his face once more and slid her nails roughly across his face. He gasped as small droplet of blood fell from his cheek. She licked blood that clung to her nails and looked at him.

"You have no daughter, you belong to me," she hissed as the back of her hand met his face.

Squall winced in pain but stood perfectly still. He wouldn't move he wouldn't let her break him. Seeing his courage, she hit him harder this time she tore a small gash across his other cheek. The blood flowed now but yet again, he did not move. Angry at his braveness she growled she had had enough of his defiance. He could feel her power now like a suffocating wave of icy water. She glared at him sending a shiver down his spine.

"You defy me knight! You defy your own sorceress!"

Squall squeezed every ounce of courage in his words knowing full well she would lash out at them, "you are not my sorceress, you are nothing, you have no power over me anymore you bitch ," he hissed at her.

Alana's eye's widened in shock. He had said it. He had gained control of his own mind. The anger flooded out of her like a rush of fire, she would not have him defy her. He was hers all hers and she would not have this. Flames ripped threw the air and slapped at Squall. He covered his face trying to keep from being burned.

A jolt of electricity coursed threw his body sending him flying back into the wall. His head hit the stone wall and he felt a wave of nausea hit him. His head was spinning. Alana glared at him. She sent another wave of electricity towards him. This time he cried out in pain as he curled up on the floor.

"Stop please, sorceress, please I beg of you stop," he cried out as she hit him with another jolt.

She used her power and flung him across the room pinning him with unseen hands to the wall. Pressure built around his throat as she squeezed it with her mind, again she flung him to the floor and yet again she sent another jolt as his screamed out in pain.

"YOU WILL NOT DEFY ME!!!!" she shouted as a rush of wind whipped threw the room.

The flames rolled over the floor and licked at Squall's now battered body. He lay there against the wall his breathing ragged and labored as he tried to keep from passing out. His head swam and he was seeing spots dance before his eyes. He heard her walking towards him now her power licking at him like ice.

She knelt down besides him and took his face in her hands. She looked into his now broken and pained grey stormy eyes. She combed her fingers threw his tousled hair moving the matted hairs from his eyes. Her eyes gleaming behind them he could see her evilness moving. Waves of nausea washed over his from hitting his head against the wall. Small shadows danced across his vision as he looked at her.

"Now tell me who is your master, knight" she whispered.

"You...," his voice cracked, "you are my master."

"Who do you serve?"

"You... I serve you my mistress."

"Good don't you ever forget that," she said as she dropped his head onto the floor and walked away power rippling threw the room.

Squall's head swam with pain as darkness quickly took over his vision. He passed out in the room listening to Alana's laughter like broken glass.

What seemed like an eternity Squall finally opened his eyes. He was alone painfully. He looked towards the window. His face was sticky with blood and his body ached. She had left the window open. She had forgotten to check on him.

Squall painfully inched his battered, bruised, and bleeding body towards it. His arms screamed out in pain as he pulled himself over the window ledge. He looked down onto the bright white snow. He let his body fall forward and landed with a grunt. Slowly he dragged himself threw the snow towards what ever freedom he could find. Either he would die trying to get away or she would find him and kill him.

The pain ate away at him and he finally collapsed. Blood pooled around him staining the perfect white. He lay in the cool snow and once again the darkness reclaimed him.

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Zell stares at the mountains of Esthar, how he was supposed to find Squall in this mess rock he didn't know. The wind blew softly, picking up bits of snow and blowing them around. Beside him Bobby stood with her dads rifle resting on her shoulder, patently waiting for her orders. Quintis found a rock and put her head on her hand and glares at Zell.

"So fearless leader what do we do now?" Quintis asks.

Zell motions to Bobby, she nods and walks away from Quintis and Zell, headed for the tallest point available to them. A pine tree growing on an out crop. Quintis lifts her head off her hand and looks at Zell confused.

"Zell what do you think your doing?"

"What do you think Quintis." Zell grins. "You wanted to be the leader, so figure it out."

"But she's only a student, she shouldn't be going off alone."

"You want to fallow her up that tree?"

"You know if she falls out Selphie and Irvine could get the school in trouble." Quintis warns. "What is doing up there anyway?"

"Quintis shut up." Zell groans. "She's a natural born sniper."

"So?"

"So? So? So Quintis she'll be able to climb that tree better then us, and she's trained to see things better then us. One thing out of the ordinary she can pick it up before we can."

Quintis stops herself before she can say oh. "Still think it's unnecessary."

Zell chuckles and walks off towards Bobby. Back before his son was born he'd probably given her more of a fight, but he matured a lot since then. Granted he still choked on hotdogs, but they were working on that. But one thing remained of his childishness for certain.

Zell reaches down into the snow and forms a nice sized snow ball. "Hey Quin one more thing."

"What?"

Zell tosses the snow ball at Quintis, hitting her square in the face. He bursts out laughing and holds his gut he's laughing so hard. Quintis growls and wipes the snow off her face. How childish Zell was acting, it was not becoming of a leader. As she opens her mouth to speak she hears crashing from the direction of the tree.

"Bobby you all right?" Quintis calls out.

"Yeah." Bobby runs up to them. "But I thought you'd like to know Edea did do some reasonable thinking, and I think we should hide."

Zell looks at his and Quintis's tracks, oddly he noted Bobby barely left a track. Quizzically he looks at her. And she seemed to know what he was thinking. She slings the rifle over her shoulder and makes for a barren out crop of rock.

"Old sniper trick, don't ask." She calls back to him.

Zell shrugs and hurries after her. Pausing only to look back at Quintis who idly followed.

"Hurry Quintis, or I will have no choice but to leave you behind."

After Zell said that a horrifying howl fills the hair. Quickly Quintis upsteps till they were out of the snow on the out crop. Hiding pacariously behind a large boulder.

"Besides that," Zell whispers, "you see anything?"

"Mmmm, something falling out of what I thought was a cave, but I'm not so certain."

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Sorry I have to go to bed. I can't tell you why, it's a personal reason. Sorry star it's not more.