Disclaimer: Linkin Park owns the song. It applies to my life (what's left of it), but I don't own it.

Note: Yeah, the last chapter was short, but at least I wrote something. Life has been hell lately, and well... Anyways, here is this chapter. And, I got an A- in my art class. Yay...

Chapter 77: I'm So Numb (To Your Assalt)

Tinsir sat at the controls, Squall out of her seat. The world was riddled with mosters, and they dropped Holy bombs as they flew overhead the managerie.

"Numb"

I'm tired of being what you want me to be

Feeling so faithless lost under the surface

Don't know what you're expecting of me

Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

Every step that I take is another mistake to you

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

Tinsir looked at the horizon, the ground black from the monterous plague. Thoughts of ill entered her head, a creeping of doubt taking hold. "What if we can't do this," she thought, releasing the controls.

[Chorus]

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

I've become so tired so much more aware

I'm becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

"There's no point. Man will only kill each other until the end of time. At least this way new souls won't find the sting of agony, and death," she continued to think, controlling the vessel with telepathy," Maybe... we should give up..."

Can't you see that you're smothering me

Holding too tightly afraid to lose control

Cause everything that you thought I would be

Has fallen apart right in front of you

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

Every step that I take is another mistake to you

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

And every second I waste is more than I can take

"TINSIR!" a voice bellowed in fear. She had entered her thoughts fully, and now they began a steep descent into the ocean. "Ah, f---," she yelled, and pulled up as the bottom of the Venus ran across water, and monters. Monsters flew at the impact like rag dolls, and the water sprayed.

[Chorus]

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

I've become so tired so much more aware

I'm becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

"Tinsir," Squall asked, bleeding from his forehead. He looked over to the left of him, and found her unconscious, bleeding badly. He picked her up, and laid her on the ground, careful not to make any injuries worse. "My Hyne," he thought, realizing her wounds weren't healing.

And I know

I may end up failing too

But I know

You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

"Everyone else okay? Quistis, if you are awake, help me here," the man called out, barely able to hold himself together, "I lost Rinoa, and I sure as hell am not losing you."

[Chorus]

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

I've become so tired so much more aware

I'm becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

Tinsir awoke, but unable to sense anything. Touch, sight, smell, all left her alone in a black realm. She yelled out Squall's name, and found no answer. Even the pain she had emotionally began to dull. Was this... hell? Her sentence for death? But how did she die? It was almost impossible unless... Had Hades done this? Meanwhil Squall had her lifeless body in his arms, tears streaming down his face. He didn't care who saaw him cry, all her wanted was her back. To hear her breathe, even watch her consume a dead human. He just wanted her back alive. But her body didn't stir, it just lay there, unable to acknowledge what was happening in the world around it. All senses were numb.

[Chorus]

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

I've become so tired so much more aware

I'm becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

_+_+_+_+_+

Tinsir wandered around in the darkness, unable to feel anything. Finally a sick laugh could be heard, and a match was struck before her eyes.

Voice: Well, lost in ourselves aren't we?

Tinsir: Who are you?

Voice: Hades, who else? Also, this place is rather dark. Suiting isn't it?

Tinsir: I don't know what you mean.

Hades (lights his hand on fire, black flames): We're in your mind after all. Numb, desolate, forelorn, alone... You never really have had the touch of life given to you. Hyne, and Geae had to revive your stillborn body from her womb. Even then you were without all of your life force, only half dead, and half alive. So you made this santuary in yourself. No one can hurt you here, for... you feel nothing. All of your pains wash away when you enter here, and life ceases for you. I thought you would remember this place seeing as I sent you into it before when you couldn't handle the cruelties of the world after you left. And here you are again, alone, except for me. I would gladly accept staying here with you, if you want.

Tinsir: You are an ass.

Hades: Then you are going to be a lioncloth. Because one day, I will wear nothing but you.

Tinsir: Ugh... pig. Sicko. Pervert. Lack luster-

Hades: That last one was a bit much if you continued it.

Tinsir: P

Hades: Real mature.

Tinsir: Yeah, coming from a man with the maturity of an embryo.

Hades: ... You're sexy when you're angry. (Note: (sniff) My ex would comment on me, and other things sometimes as, "Oh sexy, so sexy" in a wierd voice...(sniff) That dumbass)

Tinsir: Hairy ferret.

Hades: What the hell?

Tinsir: It was the first thing that came to mind, and it got you to say a bad pun. Ha ha!

Hades: And to think I ever found you mature...

Tinsir: Hmmm... Well, if this is my mind, then I have dominion over things. HA!

Hades (in pink tutu, nothing else): WHAT THE F---?! What did you do?!

Tinsir: Payback's a b----, and I'm the b----!

Hades: You got that out of the TV guide's article on Angel.

Tinsir (sheepish): Yeah, so...

Hades: How does Squall put up with you?

Tinsir: Why do you want me?

Hades: ...Oh...

Tinsir: ... I feel used...

Hades: Well, at least you're good for something.

Tinsir: Grrr. (Note: I am a virgin!)

Hades: Yeah, well with a lover like that, who needs enemies?

Tinsir: With a enemy like you, who needs a court jester?

Hades: That's scuked.

::::::Verbal Fight Hours Later:::::

Tinsir: Take that!

Hades: Ah! It's a ______! (I want this Pg-13, not R)

Tinsir: Let's tighten it a bit.

Hades: I'm leaving.

Tinsir: Ah, you know you liked it ya d--- masochist.

Hades: """"GLARE""""

Tinsir: )P ( the ")" is horns)

Hades (fades): @%$#ing &%)^*...

Tinsir: Jerk. And I was in playful mode... Hmm, now how to get the hell outta here...