Life of a SeeD Cadet
Chapter 1: Rumors
Jen: Squall, are you ready to say the disclaimer, yet?
Squall: *glares at her*
Cid(from FF7): Dammit, just say the #@#&$ disclaimer!
Squall: ......
Cid: If you won't do it, then I will, even though I'm not even in this game. Jen doesn't
own FF8, Square does. So don't @&$#in' sue!
Jen: I don't own Cid, either...he's not going to appear in this fic...this isn't a
crossover(though it would be interesting to have Cid Highwind trying to pilot
Balamb Garden or the Ragnarok)
Cid: I wanna pilot the Ragnarok! That ship looks @#&$in' cool!
Jen: Eh, I'll see if I can pull that off...after this fic is finished!
Cid: *grinning, he puts a hand on her shoulder, in a friendly gesture*Can't wait!
Nida: Noooooo! The one job I have in the game...I won't let anyone else have it!
*weeps bitterly*
Jen: Nida...he just wants to fly the Ragnarok. -_-;;
Nida: Oh.
*************************** are the beginning/end of the story or scene changes
~.....................................~ are thoughts
Confused yet? ^_^;;
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When Greg and Ami got back to Garden, fighting several Bite Bugs along the way,
they found the rumor mill in full swing. Apparently, Galbadian President Deling had
made some kind of peace deal with a sorceress, and had broadcast it to the entire
world.
"Greg, aren't you from Galbadia?", Ami asked.
"Yeah, I transferred here from Galbadia Garden so I could train better for SeeD. I'm
from Winhill, though. Dad was a SeeD, so both he and Mom wanted me to become
a SeeD as well. I can guess at what you're thinking, though. I'm Galbadian,
but I'm loyal to Garden and SeeD.", Greg replied.
"I didn't mean that...well, maybe I kinda did. A lot of Galbadians are loyal
to their government. Who can blame them, though? Galbadia has the biggest military force."
"Come on. We have a history class to attend.", Greg said with a slight grin.
"The world may be falling apart, but we still have classes."
"You're right, but we need to drop by the dorms to drop off our weapons."
"Right...I'd forgotten that we were still armed. We'll drop off by the dorms
and put away our weapons, then go to class."
"Sounds like a plan.", Ami said with a giggle before following Greg to the dorms.
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A few days later, the first sign that things in the world were going to Hell
came during Homeroom.
Headmaster Cid's voice came over the PA system announcing the destruction
of Trabia Garden and the call for everyone to pitch in and donate whatever
relief supplies that they could to send to the survivors at Trabia. If they couldn't
donate supplies, students were encouraged to donate money to the Rebuild Trabia
Garden Fund. Greg and Ami donated old blankets to the relief supplies and
whatever spare gil they had to the Rebuild Trabia Garden Fund.
"That's horrible. Who would attack Garden? We haven't done anything to them.",
Ami said, totally distraught, weeping into Greg's shoulder.
"According to the rumors, those were Galbadian missles.", Greg replied, as he
hugged Ami, trying to comfort her and calm her down. She had transferred to
Balamb Garden from Trabia a couple of years before Greg transferred from
Galbadia. So, she was taking the news of Trabia Garden's destruction
pretty hard.
When Greg arrived, very few of the other students would even speak to him, so, Ami
decided to be his friend. Since then, they were almost inseparable, and considered
themselves best friends, making sure that they had classes together.
"Ami, I have a feeling that things are going to get worse from here.", Greg said.
"How so?", Ami said, between sniffles.
"I heard that Sorceress Edea killed President Deling and is now in charge of
Galbadia. I also heard that there was an assassination attempt on the sorceress.
She can't be too happy with whoever sent the assassins."
"Greg, I want you to promise that, whatever happens, we won't get separated."
"Ami, you know I can't promise that. I can't see the future."
"Promise me. I'd hate having to fight without my best friend by my side."
Greg sighed. "Okay, I promise that we won't get separated. I'd also
hate having to fight without my best friend by my side. We'll also make
SeeD together."
Little did they know that in the near future, their loyalty would be put to the test.
To be continued...
************************************
A/N: I know that I'm skipping around a bit. This story is of what's happening
at Balamb Garden during the events of the game.
Next up: A Garden divided, and MISSLES?! Keep reading! Things get more
exciting from here.
Comments and constructive criticism welcome, flames will be used for my burgers.
Until next chapter...ja ne!
Chapter 1: Rumors
Jen: Squall, are you ready to say the disclaimer, yet?
Squall: *glares at her*
Cid(from FF7): Dammit, just say the #@#&$ disclaimer!
Squall: ......
Cid: If you won't do it, then I will, even though I'm not even in this game. Jen doesn't
own FF8, Square does. So don't @&$#in' sue!
Jen: I don't own Cid, either...he's not going to appear in this fic...this isn't a
crossover(though it would be interesting to have Cid Highwind trying to pilot
Balamb Garden or the Ragnarok)
Cid: I wanna pilot the Ragnarok! That ship looks @#&$in' cool!
Jen: Eh, I'll see if I can pull that off...after this fic is finished!
Cid: *grinning, he puts a hand on her shoulder, in a friendly gesture*Can't wait!
Nida: Noooooo! The one job I have in the game...I won't let anyone else have it!
*weeps bitterly*
Jen: Nida...he just wants to fly the Ragnarok. -_-;;
Nida: Oh.
*************************** are the beginning/end of the story or scene changes
~.....................................~ are thoughts
Confused yet? ^_^;;
***************************************************************************
When Greg and Ami got back to Garden, fighting several Bite Bugs along the way,
they found the rumor mill in full swing. Apparently, Galbadian President Deling had
made some kind of peace deal with a sorceress, and had broadcast it to the entire
world.
"Greg, aren't you from Galbadia?", Ami asked.
"Yeah, I transferred here from Galbadia Garden so I could train better for SeeD. I'm
from Winhill, though. Dad was a SeeD, so both he and Mom wanted me to become
a SeeD as well. I can guess at what you're thinking, though. I'm Galbadian,
but I'm loyal to Garden and SeeD.", Greg replied.
"I didn't mean that...well, maybe I kinda did. A lot of Galbadians are loyal
to their government. Who can blame them, though? Galbadia has the biggest military force."
"Come on. We have a history class to attend.", Greg said with a slight grin.
"The world may be falling apart, but we still have classes."
"You're right, but we need to drop by the dorms to drop off our weapons."
"Right...I'd forgotten that we were still armed. We'll drop off by the dorms
and put away our weapons, then go to class."
"Sounds like a plan.", Ami said with a giggle before following Greg to the dorms.
**************************************************************************
A few days later, the first sign that things in the world were going to Hell
came during Homeroom.
Headmaster Cid's voice came over the PA system announcing the destruction
of Trabia Garden and the call for everyone to pitch in and donate whatever
relief supplies that they could to send to the survivors at Trabia. If they couldn't
donate supplies, students were encouraged to donate money to the Rebuild Trabia
Garden Fund. Greg and Ami donated old blankets to the relief supplies and
whatever spare gil they had to the Rebuild Trabia Garden Fund.
"That's horrible. Who would attack Garden? We haven't done anything to them.",
Ami said, totally distraught, weeping into Greg's shoulder.
"According to the rumors, those were Galbadian missles.", Greg replied, as he
hugged Ami, trying to comfort her and calm her down. She had transferred to
Balamb Garden from Trabia a couple of years before Greg transferred from
Galbadia. So, she was taking the news of Trabia Garden's destruction
pretty hard.
When Greg arrived, very few of the other students would even speak to him, so, Ami
decided to be his friend. Since then, they were almost inseparable, and considered
themselves best friends, making sure that they had classes together.
"Ami, I have a feeling that things are going to get worse from here.", Greg said.
"How so?", Ami said, between sniffles.
"I heard that Sorceress Edea killed President Deling and is now in charge of
Galbadia. I also heard that there was an assassination attempt on the sorceress.
She can't be too happy with whoever sent the assassins."
"Greg, I want you to promise that, whatever happens, we won't get separated."
"Ami, you know I can't promise that. I can't see the future."
"Promise me. I'd hate having to fight without my best friend by my side."
Greg sighed. "Okay, I promise that we won't get separated. I'd also
hate having to fight without my best friend by my side. We'll also make
SeeD together."
Little did they know that in the near future, their loyalty would be put to the test.
To be continued...
************************************
A/N: I know that I'm skipping around a bit. This story is of what's happening
at Balamb Garden during the events of the game.
Next up: A Garden divided, and MISSLES?! Keep reading! Things get more
exciting from here.
Comments and constructive criticism welcome, flames will be used for my burgers.
Until next chapter...ja ne!