Final Fantasy VIII: Scarlet Eyes.
Author's rants: Hi readers. O.K first of all, this is a re-write of something I started on fan fiction under another name (Sandrock), however the plot is completely different. All that's the same is the names of the characters and some of the weapon names. A lot of FF8 fan fiction readers might this kind of fic has been done to death, but don't let first impressions deceive you, this fic is very different.
Inspirations for this Fic :
Final Fantasy VIII the game (Duh!)
Final Fantasy 8 Continues By Dragoness Eve (Read it, it's brilliant!)
Enjoy! Dark Eva!
Chapter 1: The Destined.
It is now eighteen years since the defeat of the Sorceress Ultimicia at the hands of the six heroes who prevented Time Compression and in doing so saved the world. Squall and Rinoa got married a year after the sorceress' defeat and had a son. His name is Tyranis, he's now seventeen and a student at the Balamb Garden military school. His parents are instructors there and are considered the best in the world.
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It's dawn, and the sun has just risen over the town of Balamb. The summer breeze is blowing through the open window of a young man's bedroom. He stirs as the gentle wind strokes his face, but then he resumes his deep sleep. A voice from downstairs disturbs this tranquility.
"Tyranis! You'll be late for school! Today's your field exam! MOVE IT!!!" Screamed his mother Rinoa.
He observed that his that his mother had a knack for disturbing him whenever possible, but he knew he had to get moving.
He slipped out of bed and pulled on his Balamb Garden uniform. He looked into the mirror in the corner of his room. He saw black hair, spiked up all over and piercing blue eyes that twinkled like diamonds at night. He liked his eyes. They were his father's eyes; they reflected reds and oranges easily but stood out best against the black of his hair. He was now as tall as Squall, which made his father very insecure. He wore a shiny silver ring which his father had given him. His father had said it was called 'Griever'. His thoughts then turned today, his field exam and the chance to become a SeeD.
SeeD where the Garden's elite Special Forces unit. Only the most gifted students were selected to be SeeD's. Tyranis dreamed of being a SeeD, like his father. Traveling all over the world, going on missions, discovering new forms of monster and magic and most of all G.F's
The Guardian Forces (or G.F's) were mythical beasts, which upon capturing, a person can summon to aid them in battle. Tyranis had two G.F's, although he didn't capture them, they were given to him.
Squall and Rinoa, along with the other four heroes: Zell, Quistis, Irvine and Selphie, had let all their G.F's free. However, Squall and Rinoa kept one each, without the others knowledge, incase an emergency. But no such emergency ever came up, so they were given to Tyranis.
His father had given him Shiva, mistress of Ice. He'd only every summoned it once. He quickly that the summoning of a Guardian Force required a great deal of skill. He made this discovery whilst spending a week in the Balamb infirmary, with broken ribs, after being blasted through a wall by Shiva.
His mother gave him the G.F, Carbuncle. She thought it would be useful, he thought is was dumb. It couldn't even attack, all it could do was cast some kind of shield over people, he never even bothered trying to summon it. Time to go.
He was ready, he ran down the stairs and went into the kitchen where he saw his father feeding Angelo Rinoa's infamous 'breakfast surprise'. Tyranis sat down at the table and begun nibbling at a piece of toast. He didn't feel hungry. He was excited or worried or both. His dad looked over at his son eating the toast and thought of a Moomba chewing a bone.
"Tyranis, about your field exam today -"
Tyranis sighed and shrugged his shoulders.
"Yeah, I know, the mission is to successfully run through the cave and make it back to the entrance, I've got loads of blizzard spells, so I'll be fine."
"Good, now before I forget ..." His dad reached for something under the table. "I thought I had the only one, but after a few years of searching I found this one."
Squall passed his son a Revolver Gunblade, it had sheath and a belt strap. Tyranis marveled at it. He unsheathed it and waved it around.
"This is so cool, thanks dad!" He sheathed it and attached it to his belt.
"Now remember, you've got me for magical arts, period six." Tyranis never understood why his father always insisted on reminding him of his schedule, he knew it. His mom should be reminding him any time n-
A Head popped through the door.
"And me period seven for History; we're studying the sorceress."
"Eh, great mom, see ya later."
He barged out the door and ran down the street to the town entrance. He loved his mom and dad, but sometimes they were really quirky, it was hard to believe they defeated a sorceress. He caught sight of his combat instructor, Mr. Dincht.
"S'up Tyranis, remember, after registration come straight to the main entrance. I'm your support at the Fire Cavern, I'll be waiting." Zell said this in his usual overstressed accent that everyone had grown to love.
Tyranis nodded and continued running. Thoughts rushed through his head, about his dad. He too went to the Fire Cavern for his field exam, his dad had told him that G.F called Ifrit lived there. Did the G.F return to that place? He tried to block these thoughts, they wouldn't help him pass this exam.
He reached the Garden's entrance, it still was very much the same as when his father was a student, its shiny blue roof still was clear enough so the clouds danced across it, then disappeared off the edge of the roof which carried a sea-blue tint. Watching the many dancers make there way across the roof, Tyranis remembered all the times he'd spent staring at this sight in his first term in the Garden, this was his comfort, his release when he had no other to confide in. He heard the registration bell ring. Shit.
He ran into the Garden, dashed down the main hallway into the elevator and hammered the '2F' button with his finger. Once the elevator had reached the second floor, he ran down the corridor into his registration class, he stopped fast. A tall slim figure stood in front of him, tapping her foot.
"Well well, Mr. Leonhart, late again I see. It seems you'll be as tardy in the second term as you were in the first." He saw Professor Quistis Trepe scribbled something on the registration form.
"Would it be possible to ... eh ... overlook this?" said Tyranis pleadingly.
Quistis flicked her hair over one shoulder and made a sarcastic expression, the same one she always used when Tyranis said something stupid.
"What, and deny you yet another tardy to add to your ever-growing collection, hmmm , I think not."
The rest of the class snickered. Tyranis often wondered if she enjoyed being such a 'Bad-Ass'.
"Now take your seat." She said sternly.
"Yes Lady Bichtalot." He thought. Then he wondered if she could read minds. He took his seat next to Ariana.
Ariana Trepe, was Quistis' daughter and Tyranis' best friend in the Garden. Ariana's father was a world renowned Estherian scientist. He and Quistis met nineteen years ago and where Wed shortly after meeting. However, when Ariana was four, her father took ill from the rare poison from a monster he'd been researching. Quistis nursed him for months and exhausted every resource available to try and cure him. He died on their sixth wedding anniversary.
Tyranis sat at his desk and sighed. He looked over at Ariana. She had her mother's figure. She wore black, knee-high boots, a red skirt that just reached the tips of her boots. Above the waist, she wore an under buttoned black shirt with a red leather coat. She kept her strawberry blonde hair in a similar style than her mother; a pony tail that split into two at the end.
"Morning Ariana."
"Morning T. Today's your big day. I've already done my field exam, trust me it's easy." She smiled and raised her eyebrows.
"Thanks Araina." He smiled back, they were now staring at each other.
"O.K settle down class!" Quistis voice reminded Ariana and Tyranis how long they'd been staring at each other.
Tyranis blushed as he sat forward. Ariana glanced over and saw his red face.
"Oh T." She thought. She noticed he was looking at her. She snapped her head back round to face the front. "Still just a boy."
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At the Galabadian city of Dollet and girl in black moved swiftly through the night. Galabadia was about four hours behind Balamb so sunrise would be coming soon. The girl walked briskly through the streets and headed in the direction of the peer. She had a boat to catch. Just then, two Galabadian soldiers approached her, she sneered at them, they stank of gin and whisky.
"Hey there little lady." One of the drunks said, spraying a noxious odor all over the girl.
"What's a little girl like you doing out at a time like this." The other said.
The one that spoke first came up behind her and grabbed her arm. She span round and punched him in the face, he was floored. The other one drew his sword and took a swing at her, she dodged easily and drew her own sword and sliced his arm off, his blood spilled all over the ground. He fell to the ground howling in pain. She decided to be merciful and cast sleep on both of them. She stood over their unconscious bodies.
"I'm no one's 'Little Girl'. The name's Scarlet."
Scarlet hated Dollet, it was so run-down and filled with drunken morons like those two. She continued walking until she reached the peer. She looked around, she saw a man waving at her near a wooden shed marked 'Cargo'. She approached him.
"Are all my possessions here." She said coldly.
"Yes Miss. Leonhart. You may board the vessel."
She gave the man a nod. This was a sign of respect, probably the greatest one you'd get from Scarlet Leonhart. She was tall and slim, with black, waist length hair tide in a pony tail. She wore black boots, black jeans, a black shirt and a full length black leather jacket. She got her name from her eyes. She had piercing scarlet eyes that were visible at night.
She boarded the vessel. As she had hoped this one wasn't very busy so she could most likely sit alone, the way she liked it. She sat down on a chair and put her feet up on the chair opposite.
"Wonder how my brother Squall is?" She thought to herself. "Hope this, Tyranis guy doesn't turn out to be a big ass hole. This could be interesting, me being the aunt of someone my own age."
Scarlet Leonhart, or Scarlet Loire. She was the daughter of Squall Leonhart's father, Laguna and his wife Ruby. Laguna was the president of the vast capital of Esther. When Scarlet was born, it was decided that she would take Squall's name as oppose to Laguna's because of the growing political pressure mounting against the Loire family. Laguna had feared an assignation attempt may have been mounted against his daughter if anyone new she was a Loire. So it was arranged between Squall and his father that when Scarlet was seventeen she would come live with Squall and his family. Scarlet knew all of her dad's plan, she had no objections to living with her half brother. All she cared about was attending the Garden.
Scarlet never really got on with her parents. She was a lone wolf. At school she was top of her class, and although people wanted to be her friend, she'd never allow it. Such trivial bonds would only get in her way of becoming a great warrior. Her parents objected to her being a fighter. It took an intervention from her half brother to get her father to allow her enroll into the Garden. She was grateful that Squall had made him agree, but, at the same time sad that her father didn't respect her enough to trust her decision.
On the other side of the vessel, Scarlet could hear some people talking about the Loire family.
"Their all liars and cheats." One spat.
"Yeah, what idiots voted for them to be the leaders" Another added.
Scarlet clasped the hilt of her blade tight, but then let go of it. They were fools, unworthy of the touch of her Dra'kan blade. Her father had had it specially made for her when he agreed to let her enroll into the Garden. It was a long, sharp blade that was made from the hardest Red Dragon Scales her father's men could find. The hilt was made of pure Titanium and it had the Leonhart family symbol attached to a chain that hung off the end of the hilt.
The vessel trip was as comfortable as could be expected for Scarlet, those idiots fell asleep and so she was left in piece to think about her future in Balamb. She had attended the newly built Esther Garden, there she completed her first term course and had passed her field exam. All she had to do now was complete her second term and then the SeeD exam.
She figured she was about a half hour away from Balamb Island. Suddenly the Vessel started to rock violently. A few of the passengers were thrown to the side of the deck. A crewman ran down from the upper deck screaming. One of the other crewmen grabbed him and shook him to his senses.
"What is it man?"
"Sea Dragon, a huge Sea Dragon." He squeaked in terror.
Scarlet grabbed her sword and walked slowly up the stairs. Some stupid sea beast wasn't going to interrupt her important trip. She flung open the hatch. The rain beat down hard on her face. She looked up at the giant beast. It was a serpent-like creature with glowing blue scales and a golden rim round its mouth.
"Hmmm." She pondered over this creature. "Scan."
She clasped her hands together. In her mind she could see information about this creature appearing. It was the Guardian Force, Leviathan. It looked down on her and its azure eyes twinkled. Scarlet then felt a voice inside her head.
: Are you a chosen? : It moaned.
"I don't understand, get out of my head!" She screamed.
: I must be sure : It hissed.
The beast leant its head back. Scarlet wasn't even sure how long it was, she suspected most of its body was still hidden under the water. She turned round and saw that Balamb was in sight. She turned back to the G.F and saw that its mouth was wide open, revealing its impressive number of fangs. A strange blue aura surrounded the Leviathan. She saw energy building in its mouth.
"Auroara Typhoon." It howled.
A giant wave of blue energy shot out the G.F's mouth and moved closer to Scarlet. She drew her Dra'Kan sword and stood ready.
"Here we go ..."
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