Author's Notes: Well, this is chapter 3 of Silver Frost, my A/U Ultimecia/Frost fic. This is... independent from the other fics I write. None of the stuff I've mentioned in fics like Your Final Fantasy Ends at Eight or Different Beat necessarily crossover into this fic. Or vice versa. Well, now that that's covered, I'll tell you what this chap's about.
Chapter three focuses on Squall. And what happened in the months after the defeat of Ultimecia. From there it moves onto into a more…shocking plot. Read and see. This is the last chap I've got written, so please stick around for more, and review if you liked it, ok?
This is the third chapter. Told from Squall's point of view. Got it? Good. Well, here goes…
Disclaimer:
Devas: *sigh* Evil Brody…why do I have to do this again?
Damie: Because he created you and has a contract on your life and he'd probly get Frost to kill you if you didn't.
Devas: Hey, I said that in the last chapter's disclaimer…
Damie: So?
Me: *rolls eyes* Uh, anytime.
Devas: I don't wanna do it…..here, make him do it! *grabs a random clone from under Brody's bed*
Me: But that's a clone…
Devas: So?
Me: Uh, we all know random clones only have one brain cell. Duh.
Devas: So? Damie only has one brain cell and you let him do a disclaimer.
Me: Um…uh…well I told you to do the disclaimer, so DO IT! *reaches from trusty icicle*
Devas: *sweatdrops* Uh oh… *sigh* Why do I have to be cryophobic…why can't I be clonophobic like everybody else...? *monotonously* We do not own Ultimecia, Squall, Rinoa, Zell, Quistis, Selphie, Irvine, other random Final Fantasy VIII characters, SeeD, Garden, or all that other stuff that belongs to Squaresoft and that Brody is *cough* borrowing. But he does own Frost. And all the ice he uses. And the plot. And the fun killing of all the main characters via ice. So enjoy!
Damie: And clones and Devas and all the other muses that haven't gotten to do a disclaimer yet!
Seth: Yeah, why haven't we done a disclaimer yet?
Melanie: Cuz we aren't freaks?
Geoff: Meh, just go with it.
Me: Um, yeah….other then the rioting and random clones, that was decent. But um…maybe next time someone else will do the disclaimer…even though we know Devas loves it so much… *nods*
Devas: No I don't!!!!!!!!!!
Me: *ignoring him* So enjoy the story…and the seriousness….
Chapter 3- Arrivals
Squall's Point of View
Balamb Garden: Headmaster's Office
Two months.
It's been two months since Rinoa, Zell and I defeated her. Ultimecia. And still, it haunts me. I wonder if what we did was really needed. But what's done is done. It can't be undone. So, I deal with it, get on with life. My life.
Being Headmaster sucks.
With Cid gone back to Centra to rebuild the Orphanage with Edea, I'm left in control of Balamb Garden. To handle everything. Luckily, Quistis, Zell, Xu and Nida are behind me. I made Quistis, Selphie and Zell Instructors. Rinoa and Irvine were cadets, within two weeks they would be SeeD. Well, if they passed the tests, anyway.
Also, Seifer was back. With his possé. Raijin and Fujin. They were also potential SeeD. We had reconciled, and he was doing quite well in his potential SeeDship.
Everything was so hectic. Everyone wanted to go to Balamb Garden now. We were overwhelmed. Esthar and Fisherman's Horizon were building new Gardens. Rinoa had talked Edea, who had control still over Galbadia, to liberate Timber and Winhill. Edea then passed Galbadia over to General Caraway's hands. Everything was getting back to normal. There were radio and TV broadcasts again, and Timber and Dollet were booming. Esthar opened up its borders again and the Horizon Bridge trainstations opened again, bringing people from Timber to FH and Esthar.
And Balamb. . . was still Balamb. Quiet. Well, mostly. Whenever Zell isn't visiting.
Currently, we're on our way to Balamb. From there, we're going to Trabia. Selphie wants to check out the just-rebuilt Trabia Garden.
I sigh. Writing up an entrance report to a new student. First one in weeks. We've closed admissions for awhile. This kid is lucky. Someone dropped out. So now he's in. We're picking him up in Balamb. I think. I scrawl my signature to the bottom of the admission form and set it on one side of my desk. Sift through the mess of paper for the SeeD report from the mission in Centra. . . .
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I spend an hour looking for that paper; worthless. I finally remember I left it in my Dorm room, so I drag myself out of the comfy Headmaster chair and move towards the door.
I hear voices. Loud, just outside the door. Xu and another.
Xu: "Sir, you can't go in there right now, Headmaster Leonhart is busy."
Man: "I don't care if he's busy or not. I have something I need to tell him."
Xu: "Well, you'll have to wait. Make an appointment; I'll see if I can get you in today."
Man: "I'm going in now. It's your choice whether I go around you or through you."
Xu sighed, and I could hear her pause, before stepping back. I clicked the keypad on the door and it slid open. I stood there, staring.
Xu, my secretary, bit her lip. "I'm sorry Squall. I tried telling him but. . ." She sighed.
I waved it off. "It's ok." I turned to the man, who was maybe a year older than I am.
"What do you want? And make it fast; I'm busy and don't enjoy it when people harass my secretary and friends."
The man nodded. "I. . . I wanted to warn you about something. There's a-"
It happened then. He clutched his chest in pain. His knees when out from under him. He screamed.
Xu backed up, made for the phone to call Dr. Kadowaki. I moved towards the young man, breathing irregularly.
He had collapsed to the ground by now. Lying splayed out. I knelt before him. With what little strength he had, he motioned for me to come closer. I brought my ear to just above his mouth.
"Beware the. . . frost. . . "
Then, he seized, gasping for air. I turned quickly to Xu. Knowing it was too late.
He's dead.
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Dr. Kadowaki, confused at why such a seemingly healthy young man could have had, what she assumed, a heart attack, sent the boy's body to Balamb for an autopsy. Well, less sent then we basically delivered it. By this point, we had made it to Balamb.
With a promise of results as soon as they discovered the cause, we left. With the last hour's events, I almost forgot the reason we came to Balamb in the first place.
New kid.
Luckily, Zell remembered for me.
"Yo Squall, when you goin' to pick up the new kid?"
He caught me just as I was about to go up to the third floor. The elevator was slow, somewhat thankfully.
"What. . . ?" I had totally forgot. "Shit! Hey, you wanna come with me?"
He nodded. "Figures." He rolled his eyes, grinning. "Sure. Let's go."
With admissions form in hand, we left Garden, wandered through the streets of Balamb. The address said that he was living in Room 104 of Balamb Hotel. We entered the Hotel, walked up to the admissions desk. Zell, to the hotel woman, asked if we could go to Room 104. To our surprise, we were told no. She motioned to a chair in the lounge.
"The boy you're looking for's over there."
Sitting in the chair was a blue-haired boy, wearing a silver T-Shirt and faded blue jeans. He was reading a book. He seemed totally absorbed in it. I nodded to Zell, who quickly thanked the woman.
We walked quietly towards the boy, slowly. He looked maybe fifteen, sixteen. We stepped up in front of him. Blocked his light. He stared up at us.
His eyes. That was the first thing I noticed. Blue-green; so deep. And cold. His stare penetrated me. I recognised him from somewhere. And from his stare, he seemed to recognise us too. I looked at Zell. He didn't seem to notice. Stepped forward.
"Hey. I'm Headmaster Leonhart, and this is Instructor Dincht. From Balamb Garden."
Zell stepped up next to me, grinning. He pointed at me. "Squall, and" He pointed at himself. "Zell." He grinned more, if that was possible. "And you'd be Balamb Garden's new student."
I rolled my eyes. The blue-haired boy forced a smile.
"Um, hey. Thanks. You guys can call me. . . " He paused. Grinning. . . no, more like, smirking. Evil. I stopped myself. Getting paranoid. It's all that dead guy's fault. Too jumpy. The boy started over, still smiling.
"You guys can call me Frost."
End.
Author's Notes2: Well, there. Chapter Three. I hope it's ok. I planned on making it longer…but I figure that's the basics. If it needs to be fleshed out more tell me and I will.
In the next chapter of whatever I write next I will thank everyone who's reviewed since the posting of the last chapter of the other Ultimecia fic. I'm sorry about not mentioning you now…I will though, I swear.
Review if you have a sec, tell me what you think. To be continued as soon as I have a chance…the next chapter will be from Frost's point of view, and…kinda creepy from what I got so far….stick around!
Well, hope you enjoyed…till the next chapter…
~Shive