Chapter 4: Breakout! Finding Squall.
"Wake up...Zell!" Selphie stood over his body, angrily trying to shake him from his deep slumber.
"What! Hey...what a weird dream I just had!" His face was contorted from confusion.
"Laguna again?" Quistis had just stood up from where she was sitting.
"No...not really. But there was Ward...and he works as a janitor now...and," Selphie interrupted.
"Yeah, I was Kiros, and he was with Ward. He works at some prison under the control of the Gabaldians!"
With this new knowledge Quistis ran over to Zell and said, "Zellie- poo, does this place seem vaguely familiar to you?"
His eyes dart from the walls to the lights outside the cell.
(Again with the contorted expression,) "WHOA!! This is it! This is where Ward works! But unfortunately, he's gone on vacation for the week, said he was going with Kiros to Dollet, and somewhere else to see Laguna." Zell had begun to run around the cell until Selphie muttered what she thought was under her breathe...
"I wonder if Squall is still alive...?" Selphies' words brought upon a dark shadow to cast over their lonesome cell, all of them sank back to the floor, hearts aching in depression.
"If only I had my whip......" Quistis trailed her words off into the distance.
Suddenly realization hit Zell hard in the head, "HEY! My weapon is these fists o' mine! I'll get your whip back Quistis..."
Selphie bolted from the floor, "What about my nunchucks?!"
"Okay, Sephie...I'll get your nunchucks back as well. Now I got a plan... you two lie on the floor."
The others did as they were commanded.
"Watch this..." A dark grin formed on his face which clued Selphie in that he was planning a breakout.
"Wait first, I may not work as good but it might help, CURAGA!" The holy spell of healing regenerated the lost points that Zell had endured before.
"Thanks...now ready, GUARD! GUARD! HELP!!!Something is wrong with the girls! Come quickly! I think the smaller one is dying!" Zell shouts were met with the slamming of the cell door, followed by the head warden, alone this time.
"What cheap shit are you trying to pull this time, b*tch!" The warden cussed as he entered.
"Nothing...but, the girls just collapsed, I think a snake bit them or something, cause something was hissing over there." He pointed over by the bed.
The warden cautiously walked over to the bed and knelt down to peer under, big mistake.
The second the guard lowered his head Zell jumped on top of him pounding the shit out of his sorry face.
"This is for the broken jaw a**hole!" When he was sure that the warden would be knocked out for at least two hours he shoved the body under the bed.
"Back soon...with the weapons." He shouted back as he dashed away from the cell.
'Better check my juctions.' Zell said to himself, as he juctioned Ifrit, Demon of the Flames, Diablos, Messenger of Darkness, and the Brothers, Masters of the Earth. He then took all the magic spells that Squall had stored. He began to ascend the staircase leading to the next level of the prison when from behind he head what sounded like a soft, "Erwl..." He turned to see a small fiery-furred figure standing only a mere five feet from him, the creature had two paws bigger then his head hanging from each side of its body. Yet, the knid and gentle gaze that protruded deep within Zells' soul told him that he had nothing to fear.
"Erwl...rowl!" Squeaked the strange creature.
"Oh...you wanna come along? Sure, what harm could it do?" Zell walked over to the creature and gave it a gentle pat on the head. Soon after they were both ascending the stairs. Not to far from the top step stood two guards gawking over the stolen weapons of the S.E.E.D troops. In one of the guards' hand was he Lionheart! 'Squall's gunblade!'
"So this is a gunblade. Pretty heavy...but what power!" At this Zell slammed his fist upon the ground hard enough to cause a small tremor to flow towards the guards who immediately turned around to meet their new threat.
"Who are you?" The guard wielding the gunblade shouted.
"ME? I'm here for those weapons, and if you're not going to cooperate, I may just have to kick your sorry a**es to the f*cking moon!" He reared back and pulled his hands up to his face, showing them that he meant what he said.
"Well...well, let's just see how dangerous you really are!" They all jumped into battle.
"Come on! Do your worst!" The guard holding Lionheart advanced and slashed at Zell, but only was able to pull off 1 point in damage!
"Huh?! What is wrong with this stupid thing?" Now the guard wore a contorted expression.
"HA! I was right! You can't unlock Lionhearts' true power, only Squall can! Plus you aren't even trained in the gunblade style, your stance is all wrong, and the way you strike is completely useless!" Zell charged up and waited for his chance to summon. "Trying to summon! Well not today! Silent spell!" A circle of light formed under Zells' form freezing him to the ground, as a symbol appeared from no where and slammed into his body! "Ooooooo. I'm immune to silence magic, and just for that! Rise from the very depths of hell, Demon of the Flames! Ifrit awaken!" The guards grinned as they watched the earth split underneath the fighter and as he fell completely into the wide crevasse, yet they wouldn't be grinning for long! A wave of flames shot out from within the crack, and faded away to reveal the form of Ifrit, but more importantly, the form of Zell perched high upon Ifrits' flaming shoulder. "Holy s**t!!!" "Now Ifrit!! Hells Flaming Meteor Strike!" The creature growled in approval, and Zell executed a double back flip off the Master of Fires' shoulder to land catlike upon the ground in front of it. Gigantic claws dug deep into the molten crack at its feet, extracting a huge sphere of fiery crimson earth. Placing it gently over the crack the creature clambered to the top and stood erect, as if waiting for something to happen. Suddenly, the pressure from the blocked crack caused the meteor and its passenger to fly high into the air. The beast jumped from the surface and with fists raised high above its head, slammed into the meteor causing the sphere of destruction to plummet back down to the earth. A crimson flash, an intense wave of heat, caused cold rivers to flow from warm flesh. Skin burned to bone, and bone to ash, as the meteor struck the guards waiting upon the ground. All that was left was a huge crater, and the smell of charred bodies. Fortunately, the blast had missed the weapons, including the Lionheart, which lay to the side as if thrown by the guard in an attempt to run. "Thanks ol' pal..." Zell watched as Ifrit vanished in a dazzling display of dancing flames. "Now, let's get these back to their rightful owners." He grabbed the Lionheart, and the Save the Queen whip. While the little furry creature took the Cresent Moon nunchucks. They both ran back to the lower level and returned the weapons to Quistis and Selphie. "Thanks Zell, now let's go find Squall!" "Laguna! Laguna!" "No little furry friend, Squall!" "Laguna! Up! Laguna! Laguna!" "I think he means that Squall came back as Laguna from the dream world, Zell!" "You may be right Selphie!" "Are you three gonna stand around all day, they could be killing Squall as we speak!" "Sorry, Quistis!" "Yeah...sorry." "Never mind! Let's go!" The three...oops! I mean the four of them ran out of the cell.
Meanwhile....... 'Ah, Squall you look so much cuter when you're sleeping.' I walked over and undid the chains that bound my secret love to his shocking prison. Carefully I set him upon my lap facing me. 'Still unconscious? Well maybe this will wake you.' I bent down and placed a kiss upon his cheek. 'Cold? No blood flow?' Taking the sleeping Squall from the main room of the torture chamber, I half-carried half-dragged him to an operating table, and placed some warm blankets over his body. 'Can't have you dying on me, or else I'll never get to confess to you my true feelings.' Curiosity consumed my every thought, and what happened next what shocking even to me. His eyes shot open, and he spoke. "Seifer, I love you!"
So. how was that? What will happen next? Will Seifer let Squall go, or will he toy with him? Next chap coming soon. Reunited...and a little fun! This is Darkscythe1 signing off for the day with Dir en Grey's ZAN! Stuck in my head! Thanx Zara! I would have never gotten into J_Rock without you! Anyways, keep a lookout for updates to all my other fics, as well as a new on based on Final Fantasy, but using all new characters, a new world, and everything! BYE BYE EVERYONE!
"Wake up...Zell!" Selphie stood over his body, angrily trying to shake him from his deep slumber.
"What! Hey...what a weird dream I just had!" His face was contorted from confusion.
"Laguna again?" Quistis had just stood up from where she was sitting.
"No...not really. But there was Ward...and he works as a janitor now...and," Selphie interrupted.
"Yeah, I was Kiros, and he was with Ward. He works at some prison under the control of the Gabaldians!"
With this new knowledge Quistis ran over to Zell and said, "Zellie- poo, does this place seem vaguely familiar to you?"
His eyes dart from the walls to the lights outside the cell.
(Again with the contorted expression,) "WHOA!! This is it! This is where Ward works! But unfortunately, he's gone on vacation for the week, said he was going with Kiros to Dollet, and somewhere else to see Laguna." Zell had begun to run around the cell until Selphie muttered what she thought was under her breathe...
"I wonder if Squall is still alive...?" Selphies' words brought upon a dark shadow to cast over their lonesome cell, all of them sank back to the floor, hearts aching in depression.
"If only I had my whip......" Quistis trailed her words off into the distance.
Suddenly realization hit Zell hard in the head, "HEY! My weapon is these fists o' mine! I'll get your whip back Quistis..."
Selphie bolted from the floor, "What about my nunchucks?!"
"Okay, Sephie...I'll get your nunchucks back as well. Now I got a plan... you two lie on the floor."
The others did as they were commanded.
"Watch this..." A dark grin formed on his face which clued Selphie in that he was planning a breakout.
"Wait first, I may not work as good but it might help, CURAGA!" The holy spell of healing regenerated the lost points that Zell had endured before.
"Thanks...now ready, GUARD! GUARD! HELP!!!Something is wrong with the girls! Come quickly! I think the smaller one is dying!" Zell shouts were met with the slamming of the cell door, followed by the head warden, alone this time.
"What cheap shit are you trying to pull this time, b*tch!" The warden cussed as he entered.
"Nothing...but, the girls just collapsed, I think a snake bit them or something, cause something was hissing over there." He pointed over by the bed.
The warden cautiously walked over to the bed and knelt down to peer under, big mistake.
The second the guard lowered his head Zell jumped on top of him pounding the shit out of his sorry face.
"This is for the broken jaw a**hole!" When he was sure that the warden would be knocked out for at least two hours he shoved the body under the bed.
"Back soon...with the weapons." He shouted back as he dashed away from the cell.
'Better check my juctions.' Zell said to himself, as he juctioned Ifrit, Demon of the Flames, Diablos, Messenger of Darkness, and the Brothers, Masters of the Earth. He then took all the magic spells that Squall had stored. He began to ascend the staircase leading to the next level of the prison when from behind he head what sounded like a soft, "Erwl..." He turned to see a small fiery-furred figure standing only a mere five feet from him, the creature had two paws bigger then his head hanging from each side of its body. Yet, the knid and gentle gaze that protruded deep within Zells' soul told him that he had nothing to fear.
"Erwl...rowl!" Squeaked the strange creature.
"Oh...you wanna come along? Sure, what harm could it do?" Zell walked over to the creature and gave it a gentle pat on the head. Soon after they were both ascending the stairs. Not to far from the top step stood two guards gawking over the stolen weapons of the S.E.E.D troops. In one of the guards' hand was he Lionheart! 'Squall's gunblade!'
"So this is a gunblade. Pretty heavy...but what power!" At this Zell slammed his fist upon the ground hard enough to cause a small tremor to flow towards the guards who immediately turned around to meet their new threat.
"Who are you?" The guard wielding the gunblade shouted.
"ME? I'm here for those weapons, and if you're not going to cooperate, I may just have to kick your sorry a**es to the f*cking moon!" He reared back and pulled his hands up to his face, showing them that he meant what he said.
"Well...well, let's just see how dangerous you really are!" They all jumped into battle.
"Come on! Do your worst!" The guard holding Lionheart advanced and slashed at Zell, but only was able to pull off 1 point in damage!
"Huh?! What is wrong with this stupid thing?" Now the guard wore a contorted expression.
"HA! I was right! You can't unlock Lionhearts' true power, only Squall can! Plus you aren't even trained in the gunblade style, your stance is all wrong, and the way you strike is completely useless!" Zell charged up and waited for his chance to summon. "Trying to summon! Well not today! Silent spell!" A circle of light formed under Zells' form freezing him to the ground, as a symbol appeared from no where and slammed into his body! "Ooooooo. I'm immune to silence magic, and just for that! Rise from the very depths of hell, Demon of the Flames! Ifrit awaken!" The guards grinned as they watched the earth split underneath the fighter and as he fell completely into the wide crevasse, yet they wouldn't be grinning for long! A wave of flames shot out from within the crack, and faded away to reveal the form of Ifrit, but more importantly, the form of Zell perched high upon Ifrits' flaming shoulder. "Holy s**t!!!" "Now Ifrit!! Hells Flaming Meteor Strike!" The creature growled in approval, and Zell executed a double back flip off the Master of Fires' shoulder to land catlike upon the ground in front of it. Gigantic claws dug deep into the molten crack at its feet, extracting a huge sphere of fiery crimson earth. Placing it gently over the crack the creature clambered to the top and stood erect, as if waiting for something to happen. Suddenly, the pressure from the blocked crack caused the meteor and its passenger to fly high into the air. The beast jumped from the surface and with fists raised high above its head, slammed into the meteor causing the sphere of destruction to plummet back down to the earth. A crimson flash, an intense wave of heat, caused cold rivers to flow from warm flesh. Skin burned to bone, and bone to ash, as the meteor struck the guards waiting upon the ground. All that was left was a huge crater, and the smell of charred bodies. Fortunately, the blast had missed the weapons, including the Lionheart, which lay to the side as if thrown by the guard in an attempt to run. "Thanks ol' pal..." Zell watched as Ifrit vanished in a dazzling display of dancing flames. "Now, let's get these back to their rightful owners." He grabbed the Lionheart, and the Save the Queen whip. While the little furry creature took the Cresent Moon nunchucks. They both ran back to the lower level and returned the weapons to Quistis and Selphie. "Thanks Zell, now let's go find Squall!" "Laguna! Laguna!" "No little furry friend, Squall!" "Laguna! Up! Laguna! Laguna!" "I think he means that Squall came back as Laguna from the dream world, Zell!" "You may be right Selphie!" "Are you three gonna stand around all day, they could be killing Squall as we speak!" "Sorry, Quistis!" "Yeah...sorry." "Never mind! Let's go!" The three...oops! I mean the four of them ran out of the cell.
Meanwhile....... 'Ah, Squall you look so much cuter when you're sleeping.' I walked over and undid the chains that bound my secret love to his shocking prison. Carefully I set him upon my lap facing me. 'Still unconscious? Well maybe this will wake you.' I bent down and placed a kiss upon his cheek. 'Cold? No blood flow?' Taking the sleeping Squall from the main room of the torture chamber, I half-carried half-dragged him to an operating table, and placed some warm blankets over his body. 'Can't have you dying on me, or else I'll never get to confess to you my true feelings.' Curiosity consumed my every thought, and what happened next what shocking even to me. His eyes shot open, and he spoke. "Seifer, I love you!"
So. how was that? What will happen next? Will Seifer let Squall go, or will he toy with him? Next chap coming soon. Reunited...and a little fun! This is Darkscythe1 signing off for the day with Dir en Grey's ZAN! Stuck in my head! Thanx Zara! I would have never gotten into J_Rock without you! Anyways, keep a lookout for updates to all my other fics, as well as a new on based on Final Fantasy, but using all new characters, a new world, and everything! BYE BYE EVERYONE!