Again uploaded about 6 seconds after the first chapter but oh well. This
is where the story splits in three different directions that are all in a
way connected to the main story element. New bad guys (and gals) are
introduced with their own spiffy side stories that I may make One-shots if
anyone would like.
I'm currently listening to the Kill Bill soundtrack (great movie) and it may result in a bit more violence because I'm reliving the movie.
Disclaimer: If I owned Final Fantasy 8 I'd be trying to make an awesome sequel instead of writing fanfiction. Alas I do not and we can only make do with the FF8 given to us.
Warnings: Go back a chapter or two if you want em.
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Chapter 3: And the road splits
Zell's POV
Fear. The emotion was running through his veins and seizing his body. In seconds the explosion would happen and it would all be over. His flesh would burn and his body would be blasted from the ground left among all the charred corpses. He'd went on a suicide mission with Selphie and Quistis to that missile base. They hadn't even been able to help so their sacrifice would go unrewarded.
Suddenly he was wrenched forward and being pulled towards the open hatch of the Iron Clad and listening to the steady rumble up cracking concrete and grating metal just before the fire came pouring from the blasted off door frames. An unbearable heat washed over his back as he was pulled through and thrown against a wall before the hatch was closed. The grating sounds and rocking of the metal giant did noting to ease Zell's feeling of complete and utter terror. He had faced monsters twice his size and now to die in a fiery explosion seemed unfair.
But as the rumbling of the Iron Clad continued it all began to fade and Zell became aware of the light splatter of droplets on his back and a heaving warmth beneath him. Lifting up his head he came face to face with his longtime enemy Seifer Almasy. Attempting to pull away only resulted in a whimper of pain and falling back onto Seifer's chest.
The taller man awoke with a grunt as Zell fell back onto him and opened his eyes to the rain drenched world. "Chicken get off a me."
Zell growled in frustration, "I would Almasy but it seems I've broken my ankle. And it's trapped under some of this debris."
Sighing Almasy attempted to wiggle free and only marginally succeeded. The small blonde on top bit his lip as the dirt and gravel dug it's way into his severed ankle, desperately trying not to cry out in pain. "You know this really isn't working Chicken. Do you got any healing spells junctioned?"
Zell shook his head still biting his lip and holding in tears.
Seifer nodded, "Wells that sucks. Got any potions?"
Zell shook his head again, "I had one but judging from the broken shards in my side I'd say it fell out on the way down."
Seifer pulled his arms out and tried to claw some the fallen rocks and dirt away to no avail. "Well there's only one option left. Chicken this is gonna hurt like hell." And with no more of a warning Seifer grabbed Zell's legs and pulled the small blond free.
Zell flipped over onto his back and let out a choked cry as he hit the ground, ankle ripped free from it's torturous prison. Seifer soon followed, scrambling back on all fours and nearly landing on his injured companion.
Zell groaned and sat up, glaring at the man who nearly ripped his foot off. "You could give a little more warning next time."
Seifer smirked, "Then you could protest and fight against me and we'd never be out. And catching pneumonia while trying to get free is not something I wanted to do at the moment."
Zell chose that exact moment to sneeze and notice how cold it had gotten with the onset of rain. "Well maybe we should find some shelter."
Seifer leapt to his feet and without explanation scooped Zell up into his arms. Zell froze for a few seconds before deciding that his pride was definitely at stake. Zell tried to escape from Seifer's grasp and ended up landing on the soft sandy beach. "What ya doing down there Chicken."
Zell, finally catching on to the nickname, turned a furious red color, "I am not a chicken. And for your information I think I'd rather walk."
Seifer watched as Zell tried to get to his feet only to slide back down as soon as he put some pressure on his foot. "Maybe you should accept some help before you pass out from blood loss."
Zell looked down at his ankle. It was covered in blood and mud had seeped into the cuts. Zell sighed, "All right but I refused to be carried." This said, he allowed Seifer to pull him up from the ground and then leaned against the other man keeping his foot off the ground.
"Okay Chicken, we're going to go to that cave right there. Now just try not to put any weight on that leg and keep up the best you can." Zell tried to hop along with his companion but his agonizingly slow pace was frustrating. Soon Zell was being carried again, but being at Seifer's side instead of in his arms was slightly less embarrassing.
Zell glanced to the left at the man carrying him. It was the first time Zell had even contemplated a close examination of Seifer's face. And examine he did, from his beautiful blonde hair right down to his wonderfully angled jaw bone. His eyes were set on their destination and his jaw set in determination with his lips but a line. 'I wonder what his face would look like if I kissed him.' This thought brought on a fit of giggles that must of reached Seifer's ears for the were brought to a sudden stop.
Seifer was looking down at him with a frown, "Zell are you feeling okay?"
"Wonderful why do you ask?" Zell smiled stupidly at him.
"Zell I think your pretty damn sick." Seifer picked up the pace arriving at the cave entrance moments later. Setting the blond down he quickly checked for fever, "Damn your hot Zell."
"I know."
"I was commenting on your temperature."
"Mmm. Your pretty hot your self. Now let's go to sleep, strangely I'm a bit tired." And he was. He felt lightheaded and a bit distant from the world like he was watching it rather then living it. It must have been the fever and the fatigue that made Seifer's worried face look so cute. "Yeah, I think that's what I'll do."
The last thing he heard was Seifer calling out to him, "Stay with me a little longer Zell." And his last thought before the blackness completely engulfed him was 'Hey he just called me Zell.'
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Quistis's POV
Quistis brushed through the undergrowth grumbling as the thorns lashed at her body. 'Of course this part of the trail had to lead through thorns and over uneven ground. And of course Seifer and Zell had to disappear on this simple mission. They were probably fighting again and pushed each other off a cliff.' Quistis was worried and when she was worried she criticized the people who caused such an annoying feeling.
Squall's complete silence did noting to ease her mind and only proved to aggravate her even more. Growling she let her whip swipe through the bush in front of her and watched with satisfaction as the remnants of the bush flew in all directions. If she was going to be trudging through the woods in the rain she might as well do something to distract herself. 'Maybe some conversation is in order."
"So do you think they might have pushed each other off a cliff?"
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'Maybe not.' A distraction was not easy to come by when Squall was your only companion. Unless said companion was walking in front of you and only in a white T-shirt. A wet white T-shirt. Wrapping her arms about herself she summoned up all the acting skills she had and brought on the best fake shiver she could. After about three minutes of this Squall tapped her on the shoulder.
"Here take this." With that Squall shoved his leather coat into her arms and proceeded to push through the undergrowth. She wrapped the coat around herself and followed him through the trees. She was just starting to enjoy the clinging qualities of white T-shirts when a rustling to her left caught her attention. Without thinking her whip flew out towards the disturbance and it was deflected.
A crackling bolt of energy came flying from the bushes and made Quistis dodge to the side. Seconds later Squall had already launched himself towards the spot only to be blocked by a pair of much smaller blades. At the same instanced daggers flew from the tress towards Squall who had no chance of dodging. Quistis let her whip fly and it connected with the daggers sending them to the ground.
Seeing her chance she started to run. They needed to get somewhere where they could see their attackers and that small field off to the left seemed just perfect. Changing direction and finding Squall on her heals she smiled. In an open fight they could definitely win.
Stopping in the middle of the field she spun around whip at the ready. She only had to wait a few seconds for their attackers to appear.
A woman with long auburn hair with a rose pin in it stepped out first. Her black denim trench coat draped down to just above the ground and covered the majority of her body. The clothing underneath was a simple purple shirt with the words 'I HAVE MAJOR ISSUES, you've been warned' on it and a pair of black denim shorts. Her feat were enclosed in a pair of black boots looked extremely warn with age. She looked like a normal woman in her mid-twenties until you got a look at the gun in her hands. The gun was no ordinary shot gun. Mounted on the top was some large ball that Quistis couldn't guess the purpose of. Judging from the predatory gleam in her gray eyes though, they wouldn't be going anywhere without a fight. Stepping our behind her was a slightly younger man. His red hair stuck out at odd angles and dropped a bit in front of his face. He was dressed in a pair of baggy khaki's and a blue button up shirt. Something about this guy was familiar but what it was didn't register in her mind. A black leather belt hung from his hips with two sword sheaths. The swords were a bit short and still clutched firmly in his hands. Blue eyes bored into her forcing her to avert her gaze.
"So this is Balamb's finest. A few shots and they run off." The woman had lowered her gun and was smirking at the two SeeD's.
"It's called strategy if you must know. But judging from your lack of recognition for the fact I doubt you even know the definition of any word containing more than two syllables." Quistis easily retorted with a verbal assault that made many people lose their cool.
"Listen here blondie. I'm here to capture you. The nicer you are the lest painful it will be. Know ask me nicely to take you back to my boss and I might forget you insulting my intelligence." The woman had barely let the blow to her ego show in her facial expression but Quistis could easily read it.
"I wasn't insulting anything. Just merely stating the facts." Quistis smirked as an added affect.
The woman moved her left hand to the ball on the gun and leveled the gun at Quistis. But before any action could be taken the woman's partner moved a lighting fast pace to block the barrel. "Oseji calm down. They need to be alive when be take them back."
"But Kakusu can't I hurt them just a little."
"You'll get your chance. Now just capture her."
Oseji nodded a smiled at the two SeeD's. "It's time to play." Suddenly magic ripped through the air. But it was magic like Quistis had never seen before. It seemed to be a Thunder spell that was so concentrated that it was like a bullet. Quistis had no time to dodge and bullet ripped into her shoulder seconds before the electricity ran through her.
Spinning to the ground Quistis went right to work healing her arm. Listening carefully to the pair of feet approaching over the clash of swords Quistis waited. When the person behind her was close enough Quistis flipped her wrist and gave the whip a few seconds to wrap around Oseji's legs. Pulling the whip she rolled over, pushed herself up, and went to drop her elbow into the other woman's stomach.
Instead of connecting with soft flesh, however, her elbow hit the shotgun making her curse aloud. The metal barrel connected with the side of her face and she fell onto her back. Squall landed a few feet from her and a red haze began to fill her vision. Reaching up to her forehead she whipped her hand across it. Bringing the hand back down she glanced at the blood covered fingers and then at the hazy figure standing above her.
"Let's load 'em in the ship Kakusu. Mazeru is waiting for the legendary team of SeeD's."
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Irvine's POV
Irvine paced back and forth. They'd been there for an hour but they still hadn't been able to contact Quistis or Squall. Selphie was folding and refolding the map they had and now Irvine was ready to get to town and see if they had any open rooms.
Sitting down and leaning back against the car they had brought, he let his hat fall down over his eyes. Waiting for what seemed like forever he looked through the open car door at the clock. Two minutes and not a second more had passed. Wow this was gonna be a long wait.
Suddenly a body slammed into him and he brushed his hat aside to find his beautiful brunet angle. She smiled seductively down at him and asked huskily, "Wanna play a game?'
Irvine, at a bit of a loss for words at her abruptness, nodded enthusiastically. These opportunities were few and far between so Irvine was going to take advantage of it.
Selphie smiled brightly, brushed her lips against Irvine's, and hopped off. "Okay lets play some cards. How does Go Fish sound."
Irvine sighed and sat up, 'She is so gonna pay for that.' "Go Fish sounds good," Irvine pulled her into his lap, "But you'll have to something for me first." He lowered his head to put their lips inches apart.
"Yeah and what is that." Selphie smiled, eyes half lidded in anticipation.
Irvine flipped his head to the side so his ponytail fell into her face, "Check to see if I have any leafs left in my hair."
Selphie huffed and rolled out of his lap, "That's no fair. I gave you a kiss."
"All's fair in love and war. And I'm in love with your aren't I."
Selphie pulled a pack of cards from the card and threw them at him, "Deal."
Irvine smiled affectionately, "Sure thing." He shuffled the cards and delt them out. Picking up his hand he set down his pairs. "Got any three's."
"No" Selphie looked up in time to see the small parcel on a small parachute pass in front of her. Glancing up she gasped.
Irvine, turning his head upwards, saw her reason for gasping. A streamline metal ship floated over their head. The ship stayed in position for a few more seconds before, with a roar of the engines, it took off. The cards kicked up off the ground and landed around the two stunned SeeD's.
His head snapping down Irvine found the parcel. Ripping it open he found a picture of a bloody and battered Squall and Quistis. A note taped to the picture explained the meaning. Irvine read it aloud.
"We've captured your commander and the blonde woman. We'll be back for you in a little bit. Oh and those two hot blondes.
Love Oseji."
The note was a in a tight scrawl and seconds after he finished it, it burst into flame. Dropping the note he looked up to Selphie who was examining the picture with a look of horror.
"They have them. And they don't know where Seifer and Zell are either."
"Oh Irvine. Look at them. Who could beat Quistis and Squall like that. They must be inhuman." Selphie flipped the picture over and set it down, no longer able to look at the horrendous site.
Irvine got to his feet and helped Selphie up. "Come on we'll need to report to one of our messenger's."
Selphie nodded and hopped into the car. They really need to report their findings and Selphie needed some time to sort out all the disappearances. A simple routine mission and this is what happens. Two captured, and two missing. They really needed to reevaluate their contracts.
Irvine swerved through the ruts and was making generally good progress. That was until the stream of fire came shooting in front of the car.
Spinning the wheel the car began to spin. Looking out the window Irvine saw that the ground was covered in a sheet of ice. The car was slowing down but extremely slowly. Opening the door he signaled to Selphie, "We're gonna have to jump. If this car slams into something at this speed it's gonna explode."
Selphie nodded, "On three."
Together they counted praying that they'd make it out of this unscathed and that they didn't hit anything. "1. 2. 3." And they jumped.
Irvine hit the ice and rolled. A few seconds later he was brought to an abrupt stop. Looking up he came face to face to face to face with a three headed Ruby Dragon.
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A cliffie. And a cliffie that turned out like I wanted it to. Hope you all like it to. Though I really wanted to change the Quistis part a bit I was practically attacked when I suggested it.
Anyway I would like to now direct your attention to the bottom of this page. There is a little button there that says "Submit Review." Now I'd really really really appreciate it if you'd click on that button and tell me what you think. If you want to flame me then I'll feed it to my new Ruby Dragon Chimera. Thank you.
I'm currently listening to the Kill Bill soundtrack (great movie) and it may result in a bit more violence because I'm reliving the movie.
Disclaimer: If I owned Final Fantasy 8 I'd be trying to make an awesome sequel instead of writing fanfiction. Alas I do not and we can only make do with the FF8 given to us.
Warnings: Go back a chapter or two if you want em.
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Chapter 3: And the road splits
Zell's POV
Fear. The emotion was running through his veins and seizing his body. In seconds the explosion would happen and it would all be over. His flesh would burn and his body would be blasted from the ground left among all the charred corpses. He'd went on a suicide mission with Selphie and Quistis to that missile base. They hadn't even been able to help so their sacrifice would go unrewarded.
Suddenly he was wrenched forward and being pulled towards the open hatch of the Iron Clad and listening to the steady rumble up cracking concrete and grating metal just before the fire came pouring from the blasted off door frames. An unbearable heat washed over his back as he was pulled through and thrown against a wall before the hatch was closed. The grating sounds and rocking of the metal giant did noting to ease Zell's feeling of complete and utter terror. He had faced monsters twice his size and now to die in a fiery explosion seemed unfair.
But as the rumbling of the Iron Clad continued it all began to fade and Zell became aware of the light splatter of droplets on his back and a heaving warmth beneath him. Lifting up his head he came face to face with his longtime enemy Seifer Almasy. Attempting to pull away only resulted in a whimper of pain and falling back onto Seifer's chest.
The taller man awoke with a grunt as Zell fell back onto him and opened his eyes to the rain drenched world. "Chicken get off a me."
Zell growled in frustration, "I would Almasy but it seems I've broken my ankle. And it's trapped under some of this debris."
Sighing Almasy attempted to wiggle free and only marginally succeeded. The small blonde on top bit his lip as the dirt and gravel dug it's way into his severed ankle, desperately trying not to cry out in pain. "You know this really isn't working Chicken. Do you got any healing spells junctioned?"
Zell shook his head still biting his lip and holding in tears.
Seifer nodded, "Wells that sucks. Got any potions?"
Zell shook his head again, "I had one but judging from the broken shards in my side I'd say it fell out on the way down."
Seifer pulled his arms out and tried to claw some the fallen rocks and dirt away to no avail. "Well there's only one option left. Chicken this is gonna hurt like hell." And with no more of a warning Seifer grabbed Zell's legs and pulled the small blond free.
Zell flipped over onto his back and let out a choked cry as he hit the ground, ankle ripped free from it's torturous prison. Seifer soon followed, scrambling back on all fours and nearly landing on his injured companion.
Zell groaned and sat up, glaring at the man who nearly ripped his foot off. "You could give a little more warning next time."
Seifer smirked, "Then you could protest and fight against me and we'd never be out. And catching pneumonia while trying to get free is not something I wanted to do at the moment."
Zell chose that exact moment to sneeze and notice how cold it had gotten with the onset of rain. "Well maybe we should find some shelter."
Seifer leapt to his feet and without explanation scooped Zell up into his arms. Zell froze for a few seconds before deciding that his pride was definitely at stake. Zell tried to escape from Seifer's grasp and ended up landing on the soft sandy beach. "What ya doing down there Chicken."
Zell, finally catching on to the nickname, turned a furious red color, "I am not a chicken. And for your information I think I'd rather walk."
Seifer watched as Zell tried to get to his feet only to slide back down as soon as he put some pressure on his foot. "Maybe you should accept some help before you pass out from blood loss."
Zell looked down at his ankle. It was covered in blood and mud had seeped into the cuts. Zell sighed, "All right but I refused to be carried." This said, he allowed Seifer to pull him up from the ground and then leaned against the other man keeping his foot off the ground.
"Okay Chicken, we're going to go to that cave right there. Now just try not to put any weight on that leg and keep up the best you can." Zell tried to hop along with his companion but his agonizingly slow pace was frustrating. Soon Zell was being carried again, but being at Seifer's side instead of in his arms was slightly less embarrassing.
Zell glanced to the left at the man carrying him. It was the first time Zell had even contemplated a close examination of Seifer's face. And examine he did, from his beautiful blonde hair right down to his wonderfully angled jaw bone. His eyes were set on their destination and his jaw set in determination with his lips but a line. 'I wonder what his face would look like if I kissed him.' This thought brought on a fit of giggles that must of reached Seifer's ears for the were brought to a sudden stop.
Seifer was looking down at him with a frown, "Zell are you feeling okay?"
"Wonderful why do you ask?" Zell smiled stupidly at him.
"Zell I think your pretty damn sick." Seifer picked up the pace arriving at the cave entrance moments later. Setting the blond down he quickly checked for fever, "Damn your hot Zell."
"I know."
"I was commenting on your temperature."
"Mmm. Your pretty hot your self. Now let's go to sleep, strangely I'm a bit tired." And he was. He felt lightheaded and a bit distant from the world like he was watching it rather then living it. It must have been the fever and the fatigue that made Seifer's worried face look so cute. "Yeah, I think that's what I'll do."
The last thing he heard was Seifer calling out to him, "Stay with me a little longer Zell." And his last thought before the blackness completely engulfed him was 'Hey he just called me Zell.'
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Quistis's POV
Quistis brushed through the undergrowth grumbling as the thorns lashed at her body. 'Of course this part of the trail had to lead through thorns and over uneven ground. And of course Seifer and Zell had to disappear on this simple mission. They were probably fighting again and pushed each other off a cliff.' Quistis was worried and when she was worried she criticized the people who caused such an annoying feeling.
Squall's complete silence did noting to ease her mind and only proved to aggravate her even more. Growling she let her whip swipe through the bush in front of her and watched with satisfaction as the remnants of the bush flew in all directions. If she was going to be trudging through the woods in the rain she might as well do something to distract herself. 'Maybe some conversation is in order."
"So do you think they might have pushed each other off a cliff?"
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'Maybe not.' A distraction was not easy to come by when Squall was your only companion. Unless said companion was walking in front of you and only in a white T-shirt. A wet white T-shirt. Wrapping her arms about herself she summoned up all the acting skills she had and brought on the best fake shiver she could. After about three minutes of this Squall tapped her on the shoulder.
"Here take this." With that Squall shoved his leather coat into her arms and proceeded to push through the undergrowth. She wrapped the coat around herself and followed him through the trees. She was just starting to enjoy the clinging qualities of white T-shirts when a rustling to her left caught her attention. Without thinking her whip flew out towards the disturbance and it was deflected.
A crackling bolt of energy came flying from the bushes and made Quistis dodge to the side. Seconds later Squall had already launched himself towards the spot only to be blocked by a pair of much smaller blades. At the same instanced daggers flew from the tress towards Squall who had no chance of dodging. Quistis let her whip fly and it connected with the daggers sending them to the ground.
Seeing her chance she started to run. They needed to get somewhere where they could see their attackers and that small field off to the left seemed just perfect. Changing direction and finding Squall on her heals she smiled. In an open fight they could definitely win.
Stopping in the middle of the field she spun around whip at the ready. She only had to wait a few seconds for their attackers to appear.
A woman with long auburn hair with a rose pin in it stepped out first. Her black denim trench coat draped down to just above the ground and covered the majority of her body. The clothing underneath was a simple purple shirt with the words 'I HAVE MAJOR ISSUES, you've been warned' on it and a pair of black denim shorts. Her feat were enclosed in a pair of black boots looked extremely warn with age. She looked like a normal woman in her mid-twenties until you got a look at the gun in her hands. The gun was no ordinary shot gun. Mounted on the top was some large ball that Quistis couldn't guess the purpose of. Judging from the predatory gleam in her gray eyes though, they wouldn't be going anywhere without a fight. Stepping our behind her was a slightly younger man. His red hair stuck out at odd angles and dropped a bit in front of his face. He was dressed in a pair of baggy khaki's and a blue button up shirt. Something about this guy was familiar but what it was didn't register in her mind. A black leather belt hung from his hips with two sword sheaths. The swords were a bit short and still clutched firmly in his hands. Blue eyes bored into her forcing her to avert her gaze.
"So this is Balamb's finest. A few shots and they run off." The woman had lowered her gun and was smirking at the two SeeD's.
"It's called strategy if you must know. But judging from your lack of recognition for the fact I doubt you even know the definition of any word containing more than two syllables." Quistis easily retorted with a verbal assault that made many people lose their cool.
"Listen here blondie. I'm here to capture you. The nicer you are the lest painful it will be. Know ask me nicely to take you back to my boss and I might forget you insulting my intelligence." The woman had barely let the blow to her ego show in her facial expression but Quistis could easily read it.
"I wasn't insulting anything. Just merely stating the facts." Quistis smirked as an added affect.
The woman moved her left hand to the ball on the gun and leveled the gun at Quistis. But before any action could be taken the woman's partner moved a lighting fast pace to block the barrel. "Oseji calm down. They need to be alive when be take them back."
"But Kakusu can't I hurt them just a little."
"You'll get your chance. Now just capture her."
Oseji nodded a smiled at the two SeeD's. "It's time to play." Suddenly magic ripped through the air. But it was magic like Quistis had never seen before. It seemed to be a Thunder spell that was so concentrated that it was like a bullet. Quistis had no time to dodge and bullet ripped into her shoulder seconds before the electricity ran through her.
Spinning to the ground Quistis went right to work healing her arm. Listening carefully to the pair of feet approaching over the clash of swords Quistis waited. When the person behind her was close enough Quistis flipped her wrist and gave the whip a few seconds to wrap around Oseji's legs. Pulling the whip she rolled over, pushed herself up, and went to drop her elbow into the other woman's stomach.
Instead of connecting with soft flesh, however, her elbow hit the shotgun making her curse aloud. The metal barrel connected with the side of her face and she fell onto her back. Squall landed a few feet from her and a red haze began to fill her vision. Reaching up to her forehead she whipped her hand across it. Bringing the hand back down she glanced at the blood covered fingers and then at the hazy figure standing above her.
"Let's load 'em in the ship Kakusu. Mazeru is waiting for the legendary team of SeeD's."
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Irvine's POV
Irvine paced back and forth. They'd been there for an hour but they still hadn't been able to contact Quistis or Squall. Selphie was folding and refolding the map they had and now Irvine was ready to get to town and see if they had any open rooms.
Sitting down and leaning back against the car they had brought, he let his hat fall down over his eyes. Waiting for what seemed like forever he looked through the open car door at the clock. Two minutes and not a second more had passed. Wow this was gonna be a long wait.
Suddenly a body slammed into him and he brushed his hat aside to find his beautiful brunet angle. She smiled seductively down at him and asked huskily, "Wanna play a game?'
Irvine, at a bit of a loss for words at her abruptness, nodded enthusiastically. These opportunities were few and far between so Irvine was going to take advantage of it.
Selphie smiled brightly, brushed her lips against Irvine's, and hopped off. "Okay lets play some cards. How does Go Fish sound."
Irvine sighed and sat up, 'She is so gonna pay for that.' "Go Fish sounds good," Irvine pulled her into his lap, "But you'll have to something for me first." He lowered his head to put their lips inches apart.
"Yeah and what is that." Selphie smiled, eyes half lidded in anticipation.
Irvine flipped his head to the side so his ponytail fell into her face, "Check to see if I have any leafs left in my hair."
Selphie huffed and rolled out of his lap, "That's no fair. I gave you a kiss."
"All's fair in love and war. And I'm in love with your aren't I."
Selphie pulled a pack of cards from the card and threw them at him, "Deal."
Irvine smiled affectionately, "Sure thing." He shuffled the cards and delt them out. Picking up his hand he set down his pairs. "Got any three's."
"No" Selphie looked up in time to see the small parcel on a small parachute pass in front of her. Glancing up she gasped.
Irvine, turning his head upwards, saw her reason for gasping. A streamline metal ship floated over their head. The ship stayed in position for a few more seconds before, with a roar of the engines, it took off. The cards kicked up off the ground and landed around the two stunned SeeD's.
His head snapping down Irvine found the parcel. Ripping it open he found a picture of a bloody and battered Squall and Quistis. A note taped to the picture explained the meaning. Irvine read it aloud.
"We've captured your commander and the blonde woman. We'll be back for you in a little bit. Oh and those two hot blondes.
Love Oseji."
The note was a in a tight scrawl and seconds after he finished it, it burst into flame. Dropping the note he looked up to Selphie who was examining the picture with a look of horror.
"They have them. And they don't know where Seifer and Zell are either."
"Oh Irvine. Look at them. Who could beat Quistis and Squall like that. They must be inhuman." Selphie flipped the picture over and set it down, no longer able to look at the horrendous site.
Irvine got to his feet and helped Selphie up. "Come on we'll need to report to one of our messenger's."
Selphie nodded and hopped into the car. They really need to report their findings and Selphie needed some time to sort out all the disappearances. A simple routine mission and this is what happens. Two captured, and two missing. They really needed to reevaluate their contracts.
Irvine swerved through the ruts and was making generally good progress. That was until the stream of fire came shooting in front of the car.
Spinning the wheel the car began to spin. Looking out the window Irvine saw that the ground was covered in a sheet of ice. The car was slowing down but extremely slowly. Opening the door he signaled to Selphie, "We're gonna have to jump. If this car slams into something at this speed it's gonna explode."
Selphie nodded, "On three."
Together they counted praying that they'd make it out of this unscathed and that they didn't hit anything. "1. 2. 3." And they jumped.
Irvine hit the ice and rolled. A few seconds later he was brought to an abrupt stop. Looking up he came face to face to face to face with a three headed Ruby Dragon.
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A cliffie. And a cliffie that turned out like I wanted it to. Hope you all like it to. Though I really wanted to change the Quistis part a bit I was practically attacked when I suggested it.
Anyway I would like to now direct your attention to the bottom of this page. There is a little button there that says "Submit Review." Now I'd really really really appreciate it if you'd click on that button and tell me what you think. If you want to flame me then I'll feed it to my new Ruby Dragon Chimera. Thank you.