The Virus
Chapter 5: Face to Face with The Creature
A/N: Sorry peeps, this chapter is gonna be short and sweet. And I'm sorry about the cliffhanger I pulled off last chapter. ^.^ I had to do it though, so expect more of those! And when I say chap 5 will be short, I mean short, possibly two pages unless I can drag it on longer without everyone yawning and clicking the close button, or skimming through to the end. Expect more surprises in the next few chapters.
"Rinoa..." Squall whispered, shaking her slightly. "Rinoa, wake up."
"Huh?" She opened her eyes, and was about to protest when Squall covered her mouth. She was, again, going to protest that until she saw the raw terror in Squall's eyes. She pushed his hand away and whispered, "What's wrong?"
"There's something big outside. I don't know what it's doing besides drooling, but the floor is covered in it. I'm taking lionheart and heading out to get an attack in, and scare it away."
"What do you mean it's drooling?" Rinoa asked, sitting up and placing her hand on the floor. She stuck out her tongue and lifted her hand up. "Disgusting!"
"Shhh!" Squall silenced her, and they both heard a growl come from outside, along with footsteps. "Damn it, Rinoa, I'm leaving now."
"Squall, what about-"
"Keep an eye on Zell, and if he wakes up, keep him quiet at all costs! If you have to cast silence, do it!" And he unzipped the front flap of the tent and was out. He slipped around to the side, and headed into the forest, so he would come out to the side, or possibly back, of the thing. He went silently and quickly, and almost smirked to himself. 'I'll catch this thing by surprise, and that will be it. It won't bother us anymore.' He came to a clearing just as lightning flashed, and what he saw terrified him.
It was looking right at him.
He fell backwards in the mud, losing his grip on Lionheart.
It stepped up and raised one giant clawed foot, and Squall struggled to move. At the last second, he rolled out of the way, and the foot caught nothing.
Squall saw a light in Irvine's tent come on. The vibration had woken them up.
It tried to step on him again, but a scream erupted from Squall's tent, followed by Rinoa's frantic voice.
The monster turned to the tent and used it's teeth to rip the top half right off. The peices of the tent just floated to the ground, leaving Zell and Rinoa right out in the open.
It howled, and Squall let out a cry, grabbing Lionheart and charging it.
An Ultima spell flared up, knocking Squall backwards from the force.
The creature screamed in pain, reared on it's back legs, then turned and retreated into the forest with all the fur on it's face burning.
"Rinoa!!!!" Squall cried, heading back to the tent, slipping every few seconds in the mud. "Rinoa!!!" He made it to the tent and lifted Rinoa into his arms. Her face was burnt, and so were her arms and throat. Not badly burnt, but like sunburnt burnt. The downside to that was the flare of ultima, at close range, could cause permanent blindness, or brain damage. "Rinoa, wake up!"
"Squall, I'm so sorry!" Zell sobbed, grabbing his friend's jacket sleeve. "I had no clue! I shouldn't have screamed!"
"Zell, it's not your fault." Squall said stiffly, standing up. "Get up, we have to go and sleep in the other tent.
"Squall..."
"Just do it!" He snapped, and walked towards the tent, carrying the unconcious Rinoa. He heard Zell get up behind him and start struggling after him, fever or not. As much as he hated it, he was angry with Zell for screaming when he woke up. He was angry that the attention had been placed on the tent and Rinoa had used a spell at such close proximity. If Rinoa never woke up, or if she was blind... Squall knew he would never forgive Zell for it.
Zell knew it too as he stumbled along behind Squall. He knew if Rinoa was hurt, he could expect to lose all his trust and respect, and possibly even Squall's friendship... He didn't want that to happen. 'I'm so stupid...' He scolded himself, his thoughts fuzzy in his fever-clouded mind.
"Zell!"
He vaugely heard someone calling his name, and he recognized the voice, but only slightly. "Quisty?" He asked, and then fainted.
A/N: I told ya it would be short and sweet. Poor Zell, huh? And poor Rinoa. Chapter Six willbe started very soon, don't y'all worry!
Chapter 5: Face to Face with The Creature
A/N: Sorry peeps, this chapter is gonna be short and sweet. And I'm sorry about the cliffhanger I pulled off last chapter. ^.^ I had to do it though, so expect more of those! And when I say chap 5 will be short, I mean short, possibly two pages unless I can drag it on longer without everyone yawning and clicking the close button, or skimming through to the end. Expect more surprises in the next few chapters.
"Rinoa..." Squall whispered, shaking her slightly. "Rinoa, wake up."
"Huh?" She opened her eyes, and was about to protest when Squall covered her mouth. She was, again, going to protest that until she saw the raw terror in Squall's eyes. She pushed his hand away and whispered, "What's wrong?"
"There's something big outside. I don't know what it's doing besides drooling, but the floor is covered in it. I'm taking lionheart and heading out to get an attack in, and scare it away."
"What do you mean it's drooling?" Rinoa asked, sitting up and placing her hand on the floor. She stuck out her tongue and lifted her hand up. "Disgusting!"
"Shhh!" Squall silenced her, and they both heard a growl come from outside, along with footsteps. "Damn it, Rinoa, I'm leaving now."
"Squall, what about-"
"Keep an eye on Zell, and if he wakes up, keep him quiet at all costs! If you have to cast silence, do it!" And he unzipped the front flap of the tent and was out. He slipped around to the side, and headed into the forest, so he would come out to the side, or possibly back, of the thing. He went silently and quickly, and almost smirked to himself. 'I'll catch this thing by surprise, and that will be it. It won't bother us anymore.' He came to a clearing just as lightning flashed, and what he saw terrified him.
It was looking right at him.
He fell backwards in the mud, losing his grip on Lionheart.
It stepped up and raised one giant clawed foot, and Squall struggled to move. At the last second, he rolled out of the way, and the foot caught nothing.
Squall saw a light in Irvine's tent come on. The vibration had woken them up.
It tried to step on him again, but a scream erupted from Squall's tent, followed by Rinoa's frantic voice.
The monster turned to the tent and used it's teeth to rip the top half right off. The peices of the tent just floated to the ground, leaving Zell and Rinoa right out in the open.
It howled, and Squall let out a cry, grabbing Lionheart and charging it.
An Ultima spell flared up, knocking Squall backwards from the force.
The creature screamed in pain, reared on it's back legs, then turned and retreated into the forest with all the fur on it's face burning.
"Rinoa!!!!" Squall cried, heading back to the tent, slipping every few seconds in the mud. "Rinoa!!!" He made it to the tent and lifted Rinoa into his arms. Her face was burnt, and so were her arms and throat. Not badly burnt, but like sunburnt burnt. The downside to that was the flare of ultima, at close range, could cause permanent blindness, or brain damage. "Rinoa, wake up!"
"Squall, I'm so sorry!" Zell sobbed, grabbing his friend's jacket sleeve. "I had no clue! I shouldn't have screamed!"
"Zell, it's not your fault." Squall said stiffly, standing up. "Get up, we have to go and sleep in the other tent.
"Squall..."
"Just do it!" He snapped, and walked towards the tent, carrying the unconcious Rinoa. He heard Zell get up behind him and start struggling after him, fever or not. As much as he hated it, he was angry with Zell for screaming when he woke up. He was angry that the attention had been placed on the tent and Rinoa had used a spell at such close proximity. If Rinoa never woke up, or if she was blind... Squall knew he would never forgive Zell for it.
Zell knew it too as he stumbled along behind Squall. He knew if Rinoa was hurt, he could expect to lose all his trust and respect, and possibly even Squall's friendship... He didn't want that to happen. 'I'm so stupid...' He scolded himself, his thoughts fuzzy in his fever-clouded mind.
"Zell!"
He vaugely heard someone calling his name, and he recognized the voice, but only slightly. "Quisty?" He asked, and then fainted.
A/N: I told ya it would be short and sweet. Poor Zell, huh? And poor Rinoa. Chapter Six willbe started very soon, don't y'all worry!
