Nail in my hand from my creator.
I will defy the master... I will refuse to be his slave.
To the reviewer who wanted Caraway to get beaten up by Seifer... they aint out yet... Nuff said, don't wanna tell you the tale without you reading it yet.
Squall grinned broadly at Rinoa and grabbed her hand. She let herself be led by him out to where the crowd was, and then quickly yanked her hand away.
Everyone in town knew that she was engaged to John, for her to be walking hand in hand with another man was unspeakable.
"Where are we going Squall?"
Rinoa glanced around them uneasily, nobody was giving them funny looks yet, but Rinoa knew that the scar on Squall's forehead would raise questions if it was noticed.
"Seifer and Quistis are here. We gotta find them." Squall replied.
He was trying to look over peoples heads, but found compared to most of the men here he was slightly too short.
"HEY ASSHOLE!"
"That sounded like Seifer." Rinoa said with more than a little fear in her voice.
If they found out she was going to leave then they'd have more than a little trouble.
Squall sighed and shook his head.
"Correction that was Seifer..."
"Are you talking to me?"
Seifer glared at the teenager that had dared to have a lingering eye for Quistis.
"Yeah I'm talking to you, I'm looking at you aint I?"
"Seifer shut the fuck up." Quistis hissed.
"Nah, this son of a bitch needs to know."
"Seifer, leave it!" Quistis growled.
The teenager's brow came together in deep thought.
"Hey, I know you. You go to my old school!"
All moving seemed to have stopped; even the people on the other side of the tents were still. They all glared daggers at Seifer.
Seifer, feeling in the spotlight, turned to Quistis. She was also glowering at him.
"Well darling, honey face, sweetums," Seifer said in a sarcastic tone of voice, "at least we're in this together."
"I hate you so much right now."
There was a steady shift in the crowd as somebody, obviously of great importance, walking slowly through it. Finally this stranger reached his chosen destination. Dead in front of Quistis and Seifer.
"How dare you bring your filth into our presence?"
It was Caraway. He was speaking directly to Seifer, completely ignoring Quistis's existence.
"Well, she did it to, don't just blame me cause I exposed us." Seifer said conceitedly.
Quistis nudged Seifer in the ribs hard.
"You expect me, to acknowledge this?" Caraway pointed at Quistis and gave her a look that could melt glaciers.
"What do you mean by 'this'?" Quistis replied.
She took a step forward and raised her chin in boldness. She heard a number of loud inhales and gasps at her. Apparently this just wasn't done.
"You'll teach your woman some manners. Its bad enough to bring Satan's whore into my company but to have her talk as well."
"Oi, you watch your tongue or I'll rip it out!" Seifer yelled threateningly.
Seifer made a fist at his sides. Quistis had been trying to encourage him to watch his temper, but he did NOT like people talking like that to "his woman".
Rinoa and Squall tried to push their way through the crowd, but apparently the inconsiderate people were too busy trying to get closer themselves to even bother letting them through.
"This isn't working." Squall said.
Rinoa continued to try and push her way through. She held a little more respect with the females because of her father, whereas Squall, nobody moved. He wasn't used to it and he didn't like it.
Finally in the end he just followed directly behind Rinoa.
"Do you know who I am? Do you know what I could do to you?" Caraway sniggered.
Seifer chuckled to himself slightly and started making a move like he was turning around, but instead he flung back and head butted Caraway in the nose. Caraway fell to the ground with a bloody nose.
"You can't do shit, your just a little bitch."
The crowd all stared at Seifer in shock, till about ten men jumped on top of him. Quistis dived on the hill of people and started punching the closest head.
Rinoa and Squall at last got to the front of the crowd. They saw a rather large brawl going on in which Seifer was getting the shit beaten out of him and Quistis kept on being thrown out of. This by the way was really really pissing her off.
On instinct Squall dived in and grabbed the closest head and rammed it into another one.
Suddenly he heard a gun go off and stopped mid punch to look where it came from. About three meters away stood a grinning Irvine, Zell and Selphie.
"Catch you boys at a bad time?" Selphie asked innocently.
Irvine aimed his rifle at the group of men and made a gesture with it for them to move. Which they complied with quite quickly.
"Right, I want Miss Trepe, Mr. Leonhart, Mr. Almasy and Miss-"Zell stopped mid sentence and turned to Selphie, "Whats Rinoa's last name?"
"Heartilly."
"Heartilly, to vacate the area right now, for we have pressing business to attend to in reality."
Everyone stared at them blankly. No movement was made. Except Seifer. Seifer stood up, and stumbled his way over to Caraway.
"So you're the head honcho around here?" Seifer spat out.
Caraway tilted his head to the ground and nodded.
"Your real tough now aren't ya." Seifer whispered, then started yelling so everyone could hear him, "where's your god now? Now that you actually need him. I'll tell you where he is, he's up on his throne, laughing at you! Because you're WEAK!"
"Seifer, that's enough." Quistis said softly.
"Ummm, Squall..." Rinoa whispered, "... They aren't just going to let us leave."
"Yeah I know, we'll worry about that it a second." Squall whispered back.
"You mean you have no idea what you are doing?"
"Shhhh,"
Squall, Quistis and Rinoa backtracked there way out of there, while Seifer strutted out like he was a gift from god.
"Now we run like fuck!"
Rinoa ran hard and fast. She had to hoist up her skirt to do it and she could see Quistis doing the same out of the corner of her eye.
Squall slipped behind her and grabbed her hand again; he pulled her along and made her run a lot faster than she could've before. She suddenly wondered how many times he'd had to do this.
She knew that they would probably out run them because of their lack of exercise. All their time was dedicated to praying and bible studies. She was afraid that she would fall behind but with Squall pulling her she knew that she wouldn't.
'I'm free...'
John watched his fiancé leave. His eyes narrowed and he felt a fury inside him that he hadn't felt since his old wife had driven him to murder. But she had the devil in her head. It had to be drilled out of her.
'Don't worry Rinoa; I'll save you from Lucifer.'
Squall fell on the ground bringing Rinoa down with him. He breathed heavily and heard Rinoa beside him doing the same.
"Dude, I've had a lot of things chasing me, but never a whole community." Zell laughed.
Zell, who was unnaturally fit, was still bouncing off the walls.
"That's a lie; remember when you set that oil bomb off down McCartney Street? You had a lot of people after you." Selphie giggled.
"Hey I never heard that story." Irvine whined.
"Well..."
Two hours later.
"Guys, I'm kinda cold and tired, and I wanna get out of these clothes. Can we go home now?" Quistis enquired with a yawn in between.
Seifer wrapped an arm around her and she rested her head against his shoulder.
Selphie had already fallen asleep on Irvine's lap.
Rinoa was just sitting beside Squall and Zell was climbing a nearby tree.
"Yeah, I wanna go home." Irvine replied.
"We're not even off the hill yet. We've got at least another day." Squall said lowering all spirits.
"Not if we walk through the night." Quistis said suddenly finding a lot more energy.
"What are you crazy?" Zell yelled from his tree, "There could be wolves!"
On the next chapter of "Nail in my hand from my creator". Off the hill, therefore safe? No. if you thought that then you were wrong. Its about to get very Jonestown around here.
Shitty and short, two things that are becoming quite regular with me. But it's like 11:05 and I'm tired. I didn't wanna go to bed till I finished this. But I woke up to a treat this morning, about five reviews in the night. I was so happy. Hopefully it might happen again. *hint hint*.
I will defy the master... I will refuse to be his slave.
To the reviewer who wanted Caraway to get beaten up by Seifer... they aint out yet... Nuff said, don't wanna tell you the tale without you reading it yet.
Squall grinned broadly at Rinoa and grabbed her hand. She let herself be led by him out to where the crowd was, and then quickly yanked her hand away.
Everyone in town knew that she was engaged to John, for her to be walking hand in hand with another man was unspeakable.
"Where are we going Squall?"
Rinoa glanced around them uneasily, nobody was giving them funny looks yet, but Rinoa knew that the scar on Squall's forehead would raise questions if it was noticed.
"Seifer and Quistis are here. We gotta find them." Squall replied.
He was trying to look over peoples heads, but found compared to most of the men here he was slightly too short.
"HEY ASSHOLE!"
"That sounded like Seifer." Rinoa said with more than a little fear in her voice.
If they found out she was going to leave then they'd have more than a little trouble.
Squall sighed and shook his head.
"Correction that was Seifer..."
"Are you talking to me?"
Seifer glared at the teenager that had dared to have a lingering eye for Quistis.
"Yeah I'm talking to you, I'm looking at you aint I?"
"Seifer shut the fuck up." Quistis hissed.
"Nah, this son of a bitch needs to know."
"Seifer, leave it!" Quistis growled.
The teenager's brow came together in deep thought.
"Hey, I know you. You go to my old school!"
All moving seemed to have stopped; even the people on the other side of the tents were still. They all glared daggers at Seifer.
Seifer, feeling in the spotlight, turned to Quistis. She was also glowering at him.
"Well darling, honey face, sweetums," Seifer said in a sarcastic tone of voice, "at least we're in this together."
"I hate you so much right now."
There was a steady shift in the crowd as somebody, obviously of great importance, walking slowly through it. Finally this stranger reached his chosen destination. Dead in front of Quistis and Seifer.
"How dare you bring your filth into our presence?"
It was Caraway. He was speaking directly to Seifer, completely ignoring Quistis's existence.
"Well, she did it to, don't just blame me cause I exposed us." Seifer said conceitedly.
Quistis nudged Seifer in the ribs hard.
"You expect me, to acknowledge this?" Caraway pointed at Quistis and gave her a look that could melt glaciers.
"What do you mean by 'this'?" Quistis replied.
She took a step forward and raised her chin in boldness. She heard a number of loud inhales and gasps at her. Apparently this just wasn't done.
"You'll teach your woman some manners. Its bad enough to bring Satan's whore into my company but to have her talk as well."
"Oi, you watch your tongue or I'll rip it out!" Seifer yelled threateningly.
Seifer made a fist at his sides. Quistis had been trying to encourage him to watch his temper, but he did NOT like people talking like that to "his woman".
Rinoa and Squall tried to push their way through the crowd, but apparently the inconsiderate people were too busy trying to get closer themselves to even bother letting them through.
"This isn't working." Squall said.
Rinoa continued to try and push her way through. She held a little more respect with the females because of her father, whereas Squall, nobody moved. He wasn't used to it and he didn't like it.
Finally in the end he just followed directly behind Rinoa.
"Do you know who I am? Do you know what I could do to you?" Caraway sniggered.
Seifer chuckled to himself slightly and started making a move like he was turning around, but instead he flung back and head butted Caraway in the nose. Caraway fell to the ground with a bloody nose.
"You can't do shit, your just a little bitch."
The crowd all stared at Seifer in shock, till about ten men jumped on top of him. Quistis dived on the hill of people and started punching the closest head.
Rinoa and Squall at last got to the front of the crowd. They saw a rather large brawl going on in which Seifer was getting the shit beaten out of him and Quistis kept on being thrown out of. This by the way was really really pissing her off.
On instinct Squall dived in and grabbed the closest head and rammed it into another one.
Suddenly he heard a gun go off and stopped mid punch to look where it came from. About three meters away stood a grinning Irvine, Zell and Selphie.
"Catch you boys at a bad time?" Selphie asked innocently.
Irvine aimed his rifle at the group of men and made a gesture with it for them to move. Which they complied with quite quickly.
"Right, I want Miss Trepe, Mr. Leonhart, Mr. Almasy and Miss-"Zell stopped mid sentence and turned to Selphie, "Whats Rinoa's last name?"
"Heartilly."
"Heartilly, to vacate the area right now, for we have pressing business to attend to in reality."
Everyone stared at them blankly. No movement was made. Except Seifer. Seifer stood up, and stumbled his way over to Caraway.
"So you're the head honcho around here?" Seifer spat out.
Caraway tilted his head to the ground and nodded.
"Your real tough now aren't ya." Seifer whispered, then started yelling so everyone could hear him, "where's your god now? Now that you actually need him. I'll tell you where he is, he's up on his throne, laughing at you! Because you're WEAK!"
"Seifer, that's enough." Quistis said softly.
"Ummm, Squall..." Rinoa whispered, "... They aren't just going to let us leave."
"Yeah I know, we'll worry about that it a second." Squall whispered back.
"You mean you have no idea what you are doing?"
"Shhhh,"
Squall, Quistis and Rinoa backtracked there way out of there, while Seifer strutted out like he was a gift from god.
"Now we run like fuck!"
Rinoa ran hard and fast. She had to hoist up her skirt to do it and she could see Quistis doing the same out of the corner of her eye.
Squall slipped behind her and grabbed her hand again; he pulled her along and made her run a lot faster than she could've before. She suddenly wondered how many times he'd had to do this.
She knew that they would probably out run them because of their lack of exercise. All their time was dedicated to praying and bible studies. She was afraid that she would fall behind but with Squall pulling her she knew that she wouldn't.
'I'm free...'
John watched his fiancé leave. His eyes narrowed and he felt a fury inside him that he hadn't felt since his old wife had driven him to murder. But she had the devil in her head. It had to be drilled out of her.
'Don't worry Rinoa; I'll save you from Lucifer.'
Squall fell on the ground bringing Rinoa down with him. He breathed heavily and heard Rinoa beside him doing the same.
"Dude, I've had a lot of things chasing me, but never a whole community." Zell laughed.
Zell, who was unnaturally fit, was still bouncing off the walls.
"That's a lie; remember when you set that oil bomb off down McCartney Street? You had a lot of people after you." Selphie giggled.
"Hey I never heard that story." Irvine whined.
"Well..."
Two hours later.
"Guys, I'm kinda cold and tired, and I wanna get out of these clothes. Can we go home now?" Quistis enquired with a yawn in between.
Seifer wrapped an arm around her and she rested her head against his shoulder.
Selphie had already fallen asleep on Irvine's lap.
Rinoa was just sitting beside Squall and Zell was climbing a nearby tree.
"Yeah, I wanna go home." Irvine replied.
"We're not even off the hill yet. We've got at least another day." Squall said lowering all spirits.
"Not if we walk through the night." Quistis said suddenly finding a lot more energy.
"What are you crazy?" Zell yelled from his tree, "There could be wolves!"
On the next chapter of "Nail in my hand from my creator". Off the hill, therefore safe? No. if you thought that then you were wrong. Its about to get very Jonestown around here.
Shitty and short, two things that are becoming quite regular with me. But it's like 11:05 and I'm tired. I didn't wanna go to bed till I finished this. But I woke up to a treat this morning, about five reviews in the night. I was so happy. Hopefully it might happen again. *hint hint*.