Author's Notes: Hey there! How ya doing? Well, I haven't actually been able
to check what horrible things you guys have said about the last chapter, so
you'll have to bear with me in writing this chapter. I'm so glad that the
plot is coming out in this story! That's what makes writing this story so
interesting....the secret plot that you don't know and my ideas as to how
to tell you pieces at a time, hehe....well, on with the writing!
Title: Memories Long Forgotten
Author: KaBunny
E-mail: Alexandra_Miyoko@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Eleven: Kuja, Zidane's Brother
"Why are you in here?" Zidane questioned, gripping Dagger by the shoulders and moving her away from the door as he glanced around.
"I came to break you out," Dagger replied, shrugging her shoulders. Her formality seemed to have disappeared.
"You can't do that. They'll kill you," Zidane said, shaking his head. He sat down on the small bunk in his cell and placed his head in his hands. He then put his elbows on his knees and sighed.
"They can't kill me. I'm royalty," Dagger responded, smiling as she puffed out her chest.
"You're acting childishly," he stated, looking up at her for a moment before putting his face back into his hands.
"Zidane! They're going to kill you," she said, sitting down next to him. "I'm trying to protect you, so will you please let me help you?"
He looked up at her to see if she was serious. The look in her eyes and the tone of her voice had said enough for him. "Fine, then, what do you plan on doing?"
"I was thinking of placing some sleeping weed in all the guard's dinners, so I could sneak in here, get the keys, and get you out," she explained.
"What about Steiner and Beatrix?" he inquired, placing his head back into his hands.
"My mother is placing them on probation due to the fact that they didn't know it was me," she replied, rolling her eyes in annoyance.
"Freya and Vivi?" Zidane questioned, not moving.
"That one is an odd one," Dagger murmured, shaking her head in thought. She got up off the bed and paced for a few moments before turning to look at the man sitting on the bed waiting patiently. "I heard Freya was to be executed, but I had heard nothing of where Vivi was to go. I think he was going to be sent back to his village?"
Silence enveloped the small room as Dagger sat back down on the bed. She sighed as she thought, her face confused. She then suddenly thought of Kuja, the man she had come to know over the course of a day. He was a quiet man and there was always an uncomfortable air about him. His eyes were always calculating. His voice was cold, as if haunted by some strong desire. Dagger knew, undoubtedly, that that desire was an evil one. A chill went through her each time she felt him looking at her.
"Dagger? I guess I should call you Garnet now, huh?" Zidane questioned, catching her attention. "Why are you helping me?"
"For the same reasons that you helped me, I guess," she replied, unsure of herself. "There's... there's something about you and I can't quite place my finger on it." 'Please understand,' she thought, looking at him oddly as if questioning where that came from.
"About what time do you think the guards will be knocked out?" he questioned, deciding to change the subject.
"I'll put enough sleeping weed in their food to last about an hour, but I'll make sure that it doesn't take effect for awhile... at least, until they're on post," Dagger murmured, standing up. "I should probably go. Kuja is most likely looking for me."
"Did you say Kuja?!" he responded, jumping up off his seat with wide eyes.
"Why yes," she replied, twisting her bangs a little nervously. "He was the man that we approached upon the road to Lindblum. He was the one who had all of you placed in this wretched place. May I inquire as to why you wish to know?"
"Then it really was my brother," Zidane muttered, shaking his head in confusion. "But, why?"
'Brother?' Dagger thought, taking a step back from Zidane. She immediately composed herself with a natural ability that she knew she had possessed and trained for a long time. "I should be off, but I'll be here quickly once I get wind of when the guards pass out," she said, turning and tapping lightly on the bars.
The female guard from before returned and opened the gate for her. Her eyes waved goodbye to Zidane, who was staring at the floor in thought. She glanced back once and continued to walk onward, a mission in mind.
'He had no reason to imprison me,' Zidane thought, suddenly becoming angry. 'What is so damn important?!'
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'How is that possible?' Dagger pondered, pulling her hair out of the two high buns on the sides of her head. She sat herself down at her vanity in her room and began brushing her hair gently with the hairbrush that had been idly placed there. 'Kuja....he's such a cruel, dangerous looking man. He has an evil aura and something about his air of power unnerves me. But, Zidane.....a look of his kind eyes sends warm chills through my body. He helped me just because he wanted to. How could the two be related? How is that possible?'
"Princess?" a female voice from the door inquired.
Dagger turned and smiled at the female guard. "Yes?"
"Dinner will be served within the hour," she said, saluting the royal. She then left, closing the door behind her.
The brown haired girl sighed and looked at her reflection. Her long brown hair cascaded over shoulders in light fluffy strands. Her sorrowful, dark brown eyes stared back at themselves in wonder and confusion. Her dress made her thin, lithe body look lovely and appeasing to the eyes. She was beautiful and she knew it. The problem was how to tell when some were chasing after her beauty or some were chasing after her heart. Was that the same thing?
'I must go and place the sleeping weed into the guards' dinners,' she pondered, pushing her hair back over her shoulders as she brushed her bangs. She clipped her hair with her usual blue clip near the bottom of her neck and set off towards the kitchen.
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She had no time to waste changing, so she set off immediately toward the dungeon. There had been no guards near the kitchen when she had approached and placed the sleeping weed into their meal. She had been thinking how easy it would be to poison someone, like the queen, considering the lack of guards. The thought then slipped from her mind as she placed a small amount of the ground up weed into the food and wandered out of the kitchen.
It had been two hours since then, and every guard in the castle should've been asleep by then. However, the movement down the hall and shadows moving on the wall made Dagger consider otherwise. She quickly hid behind a pillar, nearly falling over because of her heels. She glanced around the pillar as the shadow passed by her and she discovered it was Kuja. 'Where could he be going?' she thought, watching his retreating back.
It didn't matter. He wasn't going toward the dungeon and he seemed to be ignoring all the sleeping guards. So, Dagger reached down and pulled off her high heeled shoes. Grasping them in one hand, she made a full run toward the dungeons, her hair flying out behind her.
All the guards had been asleep. The sleeping weed had down its job. Now, all she had to do was figure out which guard had the keys and she would be home free. She found it on one of the guards that was slumped against the wall. She pulled the keys from the guard and unlocked the first door to the dungeon. She closed it behind her, knowing it would keep anyone from getting in.
She ran down the row of cells and glanced to the hanging cell in the center of the of the rather large room. Beatrix and Steiner weren't in there and so she breathed a sigh of relief as she stopped herself in front of Zidane's cell.
She glanced in and saw Zidane laying idly on his bunk. She shook her head and rolled her eyes before opening the door. Dagger wandered over to his bedside and missed his quick movement. Next thing she knew, she was pulled tightly against him, a dagger at her throat. She immediately stiffened as the man behind her relaxed.
"Sorry, Dagger," Zidane murmured, releasing her still stiff body. "But, I wanted a way out in case your sleeping weed plan didn't work."
"O-oh," she stuttered, still unnerved.
"Are you alright?" he asked, turning her around to look at her.
"Y-yeah... I'm o-okay," she said, faking a happy smile.
"Alright then," he replied, smiling down at her. "Let's go! We still have to get-"
"Zidane?" she whispered, interrupting as she placed her hand over her quickly beating heart. He was already out the door and standing in the hallway, but he had heard her and stopped nonetheless. He turned back to her, unsure.
"Yeah?" he called back, his blue eyes staring back at her questioningly.
"I'm... I'm scared," she said. She meant it and suddenly he could see it as plain as day on her face. Her eyes were terribly frightened and her skin seemed to pale four shades lighter.
"Is it because of what I did?" he asked, taking a tentative step towards her.
"N-no... I don't know," she replied, shaking her head in confusion. He took another few steps towards her. "I feel something is amiss. Something is calling me. I'm frightened."
"Don't worry," he answered, putting a gloved hand up to her face and running his thumb along her cheekbone. "I promise to protect you."
She stepped up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. She placed her face on his chest and sighed, as if content. "Thank you," she murmured, and then went limp.
Zidane caught the girl, quite unsure of what had happened. He lifted her up into his arms and picked the keys up off the floor that she had dropped. Something was going on, but he would need help, of that much, he was sure. So, he walked out of his cell, and made his way to open Freya and Vivi's cell, both of which had gone to sleep much earlier unaware of Dagger's plan.
He had a million thoughts running through his head, but one was much more stronger than the others. 'I vow to protect you Dagger and to see you through this mess... no matter what the cost to myself,' he thought. 'You will live a happy life from now on when this is all over with. I promise you that.'
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The chapter's over with and I even added in some extra fluff just for you! Anywho, sorry about the wait... but, like I said... other stories to write and other things to do, so it takes me time. I'm REALLY sorry about all of it too, but I'm so lazy sometimes. Well, that's all I gotta say! And thanks for reading, as always!
Stay Tuned for Chapter Twelve: Power - What has happened to Dagger? What will Zidane do about it when he finds out? Who was it that mysteriously kidnapped her sister? Why did Dagger lose her memories? And lastly, how does Kuja tie into it all?
Ja ne! ~KaBunny
Title: Memories Long Forgotten
Author: KaBunny
E-mail: Alexandra_Miyoko@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Eleven: Kuja, Zidane's Brother
"Why are you in here?" Zidane questioned, gripping Dagger by the shoulders and moving her away from the door as he glanced around.
"I came to break you out," Dagger replied, shrugging her shoulders. Her formality seemed to have disappeared.
"You can't do that. They'll kill you," Zidane said, shaking his head. He sat down on the small bunk in his cell and placed his head in his hands. He then put his elbows on his knees and sighed.
"They can't kill me. I'm royalty," Dagger responded, smiling as she puffed out her chest.
"You're acting childishly," he stated, looking up at her for a moment before putting his face back into his hands.
"Zidane! They're going to kill you," she said, sitting down next to him. "I'm trying to protect you, so will you please let me help you?"
He looked up at her to see if she was serious. The look in her eyes and the tone of her voice had said enough for him. "Fine, then, what do you plan on doing?"
"I was thinking of placing some sleeping weed in all the guard's dinners, so I could sneak in here, get the keys, and get you out," she explained.
"What about Steiner and Beatrix?" he inquired, placing his head back into his hands.
"My mother is placing them on probation due to the fact that they didn't know it was me," she replied, rolling her eyes in annoyance.
"Freya and Vivi?" Zidane questioned, not moving.
"That one is an odd one," Dagger murmured, shaking her head in thought. She got up off the bed and paced for a few moments before turning to look at the man sitting on the bed waiting patiently. "I heard Freya was to be executed, but I had heard nothing of where Vivi was to go. I think he was going to be sent back to his village?"
Silence enveloped the small room as Dagger sat back down on the bed. She sighed as she thought, her face confused. She then suddenly thought of Kuja, the man she had come to know over the course of a day. He was a quiet man and there was always an uncomfortable air about him. His eyes were always calculating. His voice was cold, as if haunted by some strong desire. Dagger knew, undoubtedly, that that desire was an evil one. A chill went through her each time she felt him looking at her.
"Dagger? I guess I should call you Garnet now, huh?" Zidane questioned, catching her attention. "Why are you helping me?"
"For the same reasons that you helped me, I guess," she replied, unsure of herself. "There's... there's something about you and I can't quite place my finger on it." 'Please understand,' she thought, looking at him oddly as if questioning where that came from.
"About what time do you think the guards will be knocked out?" he questioned, deciding to change the subject.
"I'll put enough sleeping weed in their food to last about an hour, but I'll make sure that it doesn't take effect for awhile... at least, until they're on post," Dagger murmured, standing up. "I should probably go. Kuja is most likely looking for me."
"Did you say Kuja?!" he responded, jumping up off his seat with wide eyes.
"Why yes," she replied, twisting her bangs a little nervously. "He was the man that we approached upon the road to Lindblum. He was the one who had all of you placed in this wretched place. May I inquire as to why you wish to know?"
"Then it really was my brother," Zidane muttered, shaking his head in confusion. "But, why?"
'Brother?' Dagger thought, taking a step back from Zidane. She immediately composed herself with a natural ability that she knew she had possessed and trained for a long time. "I should be off, but I'll be here quickly once I get wind of when the guards pass out," she said, turning and tapping lightly on the bars.
The female guard from before returned and opened the gate for her. Her eyes waved goodbye to Zidane, who was staring at the floor in thought. She glanced back once and continued to walk onward, a mission in mind.
'He had no reason to imprison me,' Zidane thought, suddenly becoming angry. 'What is so damn important?!'
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'How is that possible?' Dagger pondered, pulling her hair out of the two high buns on the sides of her head. She sat herself down at her vanity in her room and began brushing her hair gently with the hairbrush that had been idly placed there. 'Kuja....he's such a cruel, dangerous looking man. He has an evil aura and something about his air of power unnerves me. But, Zidane.....a look of his kind eyes sends warm chills through my body. He helped me just because he wanted to. How could the two be related? How is that possible?'
"Princess?" a female voice from the door inquired.
Dagger turned and smiled at the female guard. "Yes?"
"Dinner will be served within the hour," she said, saluting the royal. She then left, closing the door behind her.
The brown haired girl sighed and looked at her reflection. Her long brown hair cascaded over shoulders in light fluffy strands. Her sorrowful, dark brown eyes stared back at themselves in wonder and confusion. Her dress made her thin, lithe body look lovely and appeasing to the eyes. She was beautiful and she knew it. The problem was how to tell when some were chasing after her beauty or some were chasing after her heart. Was that the same thing?
'I must go and place the sleeping weed into the guards' dinners,' she pondered, pushing her hair back over her shoulders as she brushed her bangs. She clipped her hair with her usual blue clip near the bottom of her neck and set off towards the kitchen.
~~~~~~
She had no time to waste changing, so she set off immediately toward the dungeon. There had been no guards near the kitchen when she had approached and placed the sleeping weed into their meal. She had been thinking how easy it would be to poison someone, like the queen, considering the lack of guards. The thought then slipped from her mind as she placed a small amount of the ground up weed into the food and wandered out of the kitchen.
It had been two hours since then, and every guard in the castle should've been asleep by then. However, the movement down the hall and shadows moving on the wall made Dagger consider otherwise. She quickly hid behind a pillar, nearly falling over because of her heels. She glanced around the pillar as the shadow passed by her and she discovered it was Kuja. 'Where could he be going?' she thought, watching his retreating back.
It didn't matter. He wasn't going toward the dungeon and he seemed to be ignoring all the sleeping guards. So, Dagger reached down and pulled off her high heeled shoes. Grasping them in one hand, she made a full run toward the dungeons, her hair flying out behind her.
All the guards had been asleep. The sleeping weed had down its job. Now, all she had to do was figure out which guard had the keys and she would be home free. She found it on one of the guards that was slumped against the wall. She pulled the keys from the guard and unlocked the first door to the dungeon. She closed it behind her, knowing it would keep anyone from getting in.
She ran down the row of cells and glanced to the hanging cell in the center of the of the rather large room. Beatrix and Steiner weren't in there and so she breathed a sigh of relief as she stopped herself in front of Zidane's cell.
She glanced in and saw Zidane laying idly on his bunk. She shook her head and rolled her eyes before opening the door. Dagger wandered over to his bedside and missed his quick movement. Next thing she knew, she was pulled tightly against him, a dagger at her throat. She immediately stiffened as the man behind her relaxed.
"Sorry, Dagger," Zidane murmured, releasing her still stiff body. "But, I wanted a way out in case your sleeping weed plan didn't work."
"O-oh," she stuttered, still unnerved.
"Are you alright?" he asked, turning her around to look at her.
"Y-yeah... I'm o-okay," she said, faking a happy smile.
"Alright then," he replied, smiling down at her. "Let's go! We still have to get-"
"Zidane?" she whispered, interrupting as she placed her hand over her quickly beating heart. He was already out the door and standing in the hallway, but he had heard her and stopped nonetheless. He turned back to her, unsure.
"Yeah?" he called back, his blue eyes staring back at her questioningly.
"I'm... I'm scared," she said. She meant it and suddenly he could see it as plain as day on her face. Her eyes were terribly frightened and her skin seemed to pale four shades lighter.
"Is it because of what I did?" he asked, taking a tentative step towards her.
"N-no... I don't know," she replied, shaking her head in confusion. He took another few steps towards her. "I feel something is amiss. Something is calling me. I'm frightened."
"Don't worry," he answered, putting a gloved hand up to her face and running his thumb along her cheekbone. "I promise to protect you."
She stepped up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. She placed her face on his chest and sighed, as if content. "Thank you," she murmured, and then went limp.
Zidane caught the girl, quite unsure of what had happened. He lifted her up into his arms and picked the keys up off the floor that she had dropped. Something was going on, but he would need help, of that much, he was sure. So, he walked out of his cell, and made his way to open Freya and Vivi's cell, both of which had gone to sleep much earlier unaware of Dagger's plan.
He had a million thoughts running through his head, but one was much more stronger than the others. 'I vow to protect you Dagger and to see you through this mess... no matter what the cost to myself,' he thought. 'You will live a happy life from now on when this is all over with. I promise you that.'
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The chapter's over with and I even added in some extra fluff just for you! Anywho, sorry about the wait... but, like I said... other stories to write and other things to do, so it takes me time. I'm REALLY sorry about all of it too, but I'm so lazy sometimes. Well, that's all I gotta say! And thanks for reading, as always!
Stay Tuned for Chapter Twelve: Power - What has happened to Dagger? What will Zidane do about it when he finds out? Who was it that mysteriously kidnapped her sister? Why did Dagger lose her memories? And lastly, how does Kuja tie into it all?
Ja ne! ~KaBunny