Final Fantasy VIII: Scarlet Eyes.
Author's rants: Woohoo! Third chapter already. Only three reviews *Sobs, oh well thanks to ll who did review.*.
Chapter 3:First Meeting.
Tyranis had arrived back in the Garden. Magical Arts class was nearly over, no point in going in now. He decided just to head straight up to History class. He stood outside his mother's classroom. He knew she wouldn't be in their. She would be, as always, in the staffroom, chatting away to the other teachers. Even now his mother was still a socialite.
He wondered up and down the corridor aimlessly. He was so bored, Ariana would be in library, he couldn't go in there now. Dam. He stared up from the floor and noticed a flyer pinned on the wall.
'Final SeeD Exam at the end of term. Get Revising!'
Pointless. Graffiti already covered the bottom half of the paper. It would only be a few more days before it covered up the writing. The last report from the Garden, conducted by the Garden Faculty, of course, stated that: 'although class moral was down, exam results were getting higher.' So the class rebels are getting smarter, great.
The bell sounded and the class door unlocked automatically. He walked in to the classroom and took his seat in the middle row. History, a moderate class for Tyranis, although he sat next to Trowa Maxwell, urgh.
Possibly the most obnoxious student in Balamb, Trowa Maxwell paraded around campus with his two cronies Troy and Lonze. Trouble followed the three, they were top of the list at every disciplinary meeting held each week by the Garden Faculty. Luckily those two idiots weren't in this class, but he still had to contend with Trowa.
The rest of the class made there way in, followed by Mrs. Leonhart, Tyranis hated referring to his mother in this way. She took her seat at the head of the class. Araina sat up at the back with her friend Becca, this was one of the few classes in which they more than three desks apart. No sign of Trowa. She picked up her board pen and tapped it against the board, calling for silence.
"O.K class, welcome to term two of Historical Studies." His mother always gave its full name. "This term we will be learning about the historical significance of Esther." She pulled down a huge map that was attached to the board. She picked up her wooden pointer and gestured it at the western region of the map. "O.K as you the capital of Esther is renowned for its -" Someone walked into the class.
He strolled past the Instructor, not even looking at her. As he reached the end of her desk, Rinoa whipped her board pointer across his stomach.
"Mr. Maxwell, enjoy your previous class, or did you bother to attend that at all, I wonder." Rinoa smirked.
"Whatever." He Shrugged. He strolled down the classroom and took his seat next to Tyranis.
He wore the full Balamb Garden uniform; his privileges of wearing what he wanted had been revoked by the disciplinary committee. His brown hair came over his forehead in a fringe and covered the right side of face. If you looked at Trowa face on, you could only see the left side of his face, with one hazel glaring at you.
"Look's like it's 'Mommy's' time of the month." He laughed. Tyranis clenched his teeth. He had to this for the rest of the class to refrain from hitting Trowa.
The next hour or so was spent leaning about all of Esther's scientific achievements and cultural view points. Then they got on to the subject of Sorceresses.
"O.K, now the first recorded Sorceress of Esther was Adel. She was -"
A hand rose, it was Trowa's.
"She was pretty evil, you're a sorceress too Miss, are you evil?" He said, half laughing. There where a few laughs in the class which were all quickly silenced from the glare in Rinoa's eyes.
"O.K Maxwell. Yes I'm am a sorceress, the last sorceress" She added. "And no I'm not generally evil, but continue this behaviour in my classroom and you'll just how evil a can be." She boomed. Trowa sat silent for the rest of the class.
After the bell rang, Tyranis met up with Ariana and Becca outside the class. Becca had English class next and headed of down the stairs to the English department. Tyranis and Ariana walked along the white corridor to the study hall.
The library had a new extension built on to it, that included a new study hall, giving more space in the library for books. The hall was like a large wooden box. The walls and ceiling were a horrible brown colour. It was filled with desks, and managed to seat about two-hundred people. This place was now used, instead of classrooms, for the written exams taken by pupils at the end of term.
The two students walked across the lime green carpet and seated themselves at the back of the hall, near the doors. They took some books out, so that when the teacher who had study hall duty came round, it would at least look like they were working.
"So spill, how did your field exam go?" She gasped.
"Oh fine, I guess." Tyranis said.
"Fine, but what happened?" Araina replied, unsatisfied with the previous answer "Where did you go? What did you kill? Come on Tyranis." She said giddily.
"Well it was the fire cavern and-"
"Really. Did you see Ifrit?" She interrupted "Did you get him? Oh my god let me see him."
"No I didn't see Ifrit, it was a Crimson Raptor I fought, but, I didn't really fight it."
"What do you mean?" She inquired, sounding concerned. "A Crimson Raptor is a pretty tough beast, I don't see how you could get past it without a fight."
He told her everything. The ceiling falling, its wings being nailed to the ground and those eyes looking at him from the darkness, those horrible eyes. They begged for death. When he had finished Ariana gave out at sigh and changed the topic of conversation.
***
At the picturesque country town of Timber, a young girl was helping her mother at her clinic.
"O.K, wrap the bandage round its leg carefully, watch not to put pressure on the wound." The older of the two said.
The Chocobo lay on the sterile table. It was only about six months old. It wriggled around a little from tingling sensation from the local anaesthetic that Doctor Kinneas had given it. Her daughter Sonya, carefully wrapped the bandage round its wounded leg.
"There, all better." Said Sonya, petting the Chocobo's head. "How do you think this happened Mom?"
Selphie squinted her spectacles a little before taking them off and slipping them into the chest pocket on her white lab coat.
"Looks like a car ran over its leg, good thing those kids found it and brought it here." Selphie said as she checked the little bird's eyes with a medical flash light.
"They're still waiting in reception, the kids I mean, should I go tell them the Chocobo's O.K?"
Selphie gave her daughter a nod. Sonya walked out the double doors of the treatment room. Selphie finished her post operation examination, it would be fine. She pulled out her clip board and scribbled a few notes down. It would have to be released quite soon, before its mother gets too far away. She would send Sonya out to the forest with it tomorrow. Selphie looked down at the little Chocobo. She'd had twelve cases of Chocobos being ran over by passing vehicles in the last two days. She checked the medicine cabinet, she was running low on sedative and her supplier won't deliver more for another three months.
Dr. Selphie Kinneas opened her animal practice a three years ago when her daughter was fourteen, and able to take care of herself when she was working. Before that she'd spent two years at Deiling city medical school getting her degree in veterinary medicine. Being away from her home for two years was difficult for Sonya but more so for her husband. Irvine had just started his own business, a weapons store for Timber, when Selphie went to med school. During this time he and Sonya grew very close and she became very much a 'daddy's girl' in the most traditional meaning of the term.
Sonya walked back through the white double doors. She approached the little bird lying on the table, who was by this time asleep. She picked it up gently and place in the recovery cages adjacent to the sterile table. There was only four, out of a total of twenty, cages left for holding patients in recovery, things were getting crowded. Sonya too noticed the growing shortage of sedative, and was getting worried.
Later that night, Sonya and her two parents were at the dinner table.
"Sonya are you up for a trip?" Her mother asked, staring down her glasses.
"Sure." Sonya replied. "Where am I going?"
"I have a friend, Dr. Kadowaki, she's the resident doctor at the Balamb Garden. You know what that is?"
Irvine's eyes rose from his food.
"Yeah, it's that big military school, it's meant to have a pretty good medical department too." Sonya replied.
"That's right." Her mother replied, surprised that her daughter knew of Balamb, it was never mentioned in the house. "I need you to give this letter to the Doctor, it's about our shortage of sedative. Our useless supplier only delivers every three or four months." Her mother added angrily. "Hopefully she can arrange to get more supplies sent to us."
"Cool, so when do I go?" Said a smiling Sonya.
"The day after tomorrow, I'll need a day to arrange the train ticket."
"I can go on the train!" She shrieked "I love trains." She finished her meal and skipped up the stairs.
Irvine and Selphie did the dishes together, as they always did.
"You how I feel about her going there." Irvine said, trying not to make it sound like a big deal.
"You've made it really clear that you don't want her to be a fighter, I know" She put her hand on his back and rubbed it gently. "If your worried she'll want to enrol in battle classes like Squall and Rinoa's kid, forget it. The medical department is a different story however." She said sounding concerned.
"You think she'll want to enrol there." Irvine asked.
"Well, she knows the Balamb's med department is newer and more modern than anything around her, so maybe." She watched her husband's face fall. "It's her life, we can't decide it for her." Said Selphie, defiantly more mature than her days as a student in Balamb.
"I know." Irvine replied, before giving his wife a kiss and returning to the dishes.
Just in earshot of her parents conversation, at the top of the stairs, stood Sonya. She rushed through to her room and searched through her chest of drawers. She pulled out a leather folder with several sheets of paper in it, it was the prospectus folder for the medical department of Balamb Garden. She opened up the folder excitedly and pulled out a sheet of paper marked 'Course List'. There were red circles round several of the medical courses offered by the department. The next sheet was the application form, already filled out by Sonya, under the section of this sheet headed 'Method of payment for courses' Sonya had circled 'cash'. Under her bed was a small brown chest that she pulled out and opened. It contained her life earnings from working in her mom's clinic and various other jobs she had. The total amount came to about 15,000 Gil. Not enough for the full three terms of tutelage, she would have to get a job on the weekends to pay for the rest, not a problem. She was on her way.
***
Tyranis and Ariana made the trek from the garden to there homes. It was already dark. They'd been kept behind for an hour and a half for talking during study session, how did Professor Trepe always know. Tyranis was used to a grilling from Quistis but Ariana felt really humiliated since it was her mom who caught them. How embarrassing. They reached the entrance to the town.
Tyranis' house was in the opposite direction from Ariana's so they said there goodbyes and headed home. Lucky for Araina her mother would be working late, so she would be safe for a while.
Tyranis walked through the door and closed it behind him. He dumped his Gunblade and school bag on the living room table. He was just about to go up the stairs when he heard something rustling in the kitchen. His parents were still at the Garden and Angelo was outside in the back garden, who was it?
He crept through to the kitchen to find the fridge door open and someone or something rustling threw it. He picked up a kitchen knife that was lying on the table and waited silently. The fridge door shut and he lunged at the fridge, it disarmed him and flipped him over to the ground before pointing the knife a his throat.
"Who the hell are you." He growled, eyes focused on the tip of the blade.
The slender figure above him glared at him with her scarlet eyes, the same as the raptor.
"Scarlet. And your Tyranis. Right?"
"Yeah." He moaned as got to his feet. She let out a little laugh. "What's so funny."
"I expected better." She said as she looked him over. "Your par- I mean Uncle Squall phoned he and …auntie Rinoa are working late, I've cooked dinner, it's eating up now." She gestured at the oven behind him. "I've had mine, I'm going to bed." She said sternly.
"Oh. Goodnight." He said as she walked up the stairs.
She did not answer.
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Character flaws a plenty in this chapter, but that's a good thing, right? Also, I hope people don't mind me adding things to the Garden like the Medical department and the study hall,I just thought it would be quite boring if everything was the same as in the game even though it was eighteen years later. I need help, I'm currently fighting my greatest nemesis, writer's block. Any suggestions on this story are welcome, please submit them by review. Next chapter on its way, R&R!
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