Nail in my hand from my creator.
I've done my sentence but committed no crime.
Disclaimer: I don't own final fantasy 8.
The stars shone brightly through the satin clouds, appearing like fireflies dancing on silk. It was a beautiful night and what would usually be noticed and praised even exalted, was tonight ignored. For more sinister plots were taking place tonight.
"They failed, Rinoa got away." John growled.
He slammed his fist down on the table and glared at Caraway menacingly.
"She cannot be let go... do you realize what would happen if she went to the authorities?" Caraway agreed.
He was holding his nose in the air trying to keep the blood down. It seemed that Seifer had broken it.
"I know, you could go to jail." John snickered.
"I think that they would find you're ex wife interesting." Caraway replied.
John scowled at Caraway, he knew that they might find that quite interesting indeed.
"Well there's only one thing for it then. We must leave, go high into the hills and never come back." Caraway continued.
"NO! I want to get Rinoa, she is my fiancée, and she is MINE!"
"You were willing to kill her before! She is my daughter, and I understand how you feel, but any unnecessary attention that can be avoided I want to avoid."
"I never said that I wanted her alive. If you're nervous about this, then I will go. On my own. That way should anything happen I didn't jeopardize the entire community."
Caraway reached across the table and grabbed another tissue; he then stood and started pacing around the tent.
"Then it is so."
"Someone very close to you will need you by the end of this. It won't be the person you suspect either... if you aren't there for them they will die..."
The words kept on mulling over inside Quistis's head. She didn't understand. They were leaving; in fact she could already see the bottom of the hill. And the town wasn't that far away.
'So Kayla was wrong for once. I'll have to rub it in her face when I get back.' Quistis thought with a satisfied grin.
"What are you so happy about?" Irvine asked.
"Just something that didn't happen."
"...k..."
The sun was rising over the horizon and it reflected off the snow. The deep reds and placid pinks coming together in perfect harmony was breathtaking.
Rinoa turned around quickly. She felt eyes on her. A feeling that had been overcoming her since they'd started walking.
"Can we have a rest?" she heard Zell ask.
She couldn't deny that her legs felt the punishment of all the walking they were doing, but she did not want to stop for some reason. Something inside her just told her not to stop.
"Nah, we're nearly there." Squall replied.
Rinoa sighed a sigh of relieve. Squall said no, so all was well.
"Oh c'mon man. Don't be stink!" Zell whined.
"Zell's right. Let's stop!" Selphie joined in.
"...Fine."
Rinoa watched everyone sit down, but she felt that she should stand. She didn't feel relaxed enough to sit.
John had been stalking them for the past two hours. Waiting for his chance to strike. But so far Rinoa hadn't left the group once. She'd been latched onto someone the whole way. It was either that Squall boy or she was conversing with the two other girls.
'Don't worry Rinoa... I'll save you from Satan... I know you'd rather die then be led astray by these Devil worshipers.'
He watched some blonde boy with spiky hair and an unruly tattoo on his face pat the ground beside him. Then Rinoa smile and sit beside him.
'How dare he invite her to sit with him! How dare she sit with him! She belongs to me!'
John tightened his grip around the dagger with the snake winding around it; he'd chosen this dagger specifically.
The snake represented sin, and the dagger represented the flushing out of it. The only way to truly be rid of your sins is to die.
He grinded his teeth together as he watched her laugh. How dare she be so open with her feelings? Women were meant to sit down, shut up and make babies.
With anger nearly overthrowing him, he lifted the dagger...
"Would you calm down!" Laguna exclaimed.
Raine chopped potatoes frantically. She'd cut herself about five times but hadn't done anything about it anymore.
"Calm down? How can I calm down? My baby is up in the hills, fighting some sort of cult! I can't believe you let him go Laguna, how could you be so irresponsible?"
"Go to bed Raine! Its 5:30 in the morning. We don't need potatoes!"
Raine glared at him and biffed one of the potatoes at his head. It narrowly missed. Laguna looked behind him and saw the vase smash where the potato hit it.
"Ok, fine. Cut potatoes, its all good."
Laguna backed away with his hands outstretched in front of him.
Zell felt his stomach rumble and decided that food was in order. He reached into his back and was looking around for some food when he noticed his old school yearbook. He basically took it everywhere to show everyone how good he looked two years ago and how rank Irvine looked.
'Bet Rinoa hasn't seen it.' Zell thought maliciously, "Hey Rinoa, do you wanna see Irvine when he was fifteen?"
"You wanker!" Irvine called out from across the circle.
Zell opened it up; Irvine's page was marked, and shoved it directly in Rinoa's face. As if fate had been kind, I knife planted itself in the cover of the book and just touched the tip of Rinoa's nose.
"Holy shit dude." Zell exclaimed.
Rinoa flung her head back on instinct and landed in the cold snow.
"Over there!" Selphie yelled pointing at the tree John was hiding behind.
John noticed that he was in danger and started doing the bolt.
"Hey! That's my ex fiancé!"
"Is that right...?" Squall muttered.
Squall grabbed a nearby stick and flung it at John. It hit him directly in the back of the head and he fell to the ground, letting out a girlish cry as he went.
Squall started doing his little victory dance with a big grin on his face.
"Not cool man, not cool." Irvine laughed.
"Shit! That fuck-ball ruined my book!"
"Ummm Zell, I think the whole knife nearly going into Rinoa heads a little more important." Quistis said in all her infinite wisdom.
Squall sauntered his way up to John and knelt down beside him.
"So you're the one who tried to rape Rinoa. Well I don't like that kind of thing."
Squall grabbed him by his collar and dragged his ass up. John was a little taller than Squall and definitely had a little more years on him.
Squall's face contorted into a look of disgust.
"You were engaged to Rinoa! Ewwww."
Squall drew back his fist and plunged it into John's face. John fell to the ground again.
Zell threw his hands up in repulsion; he walked up to Squall and pushed him lightly.
"Damn Squall you little bitch. Didn't I teach you how to punch better than that?"
Squall was shaking his hand rapidly and drawing in breath.
"He's got a hard head!"
Zell rolled his eyes and brought John back up. He got close to him and then took a step back.
"You're a smelly piece of shit aren't you? Anyway," Zell stepped closer again, "you draw back, not too far though, aim for the nose or the mouth, they're softer and your hand wont hurt so bad. Here... I'll show you... DON'T FLINCH!"
John saw the fist raised and immediately started flinching.
"I SAID DON'T FLINCH!"
Zell flung his fist into John's face, there was a crunch and John fell to the ground.
"See, it's over now." Zell said pointing at John.
Squall dumped his bag on the concrete as he and the rest of them sat down at the café. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back in complete relaxation. He thought about the three days that he'd spent out in the wilderness and smiled.
'I could almost make a living out of being a mercenary or something... I'd be commander in a week...'
"So ladies and gentlemen, what can I get for you today?" the waiter said in an overly excited tone.
Irvine looked at him and let out a little chuckle before replying, "I'll have a coffee, a chicken sandwich and some fries."
"Hamburger and chips, extra salt and a coffee as well." Seifer continued, his voice was strained and he looked terribly tired.
"Two hotdogs and a sprite... no water... nah forget that sprite."
"A donut! With that jam stuff in the middle! And that white sprinkle stuff on top. And some hot chips, with heaps of salt cause you guys don't put much on. No offence. And a diet coke, I'm trying to watch my figure." Selphie said seriously.
"Uhhh, get me a piece of lasagna, and a chicken sandwich, with an iced coffee." Squall said.
"Ok, I want a small basket of chips, do not sprinkle mine with salt, I eat it with chicken salt, and I know you have it! A large coke, and coke, not watered down coke, coke... and... ummm... no that's it." Quistis said... She came from a rich family...
Rinoa sat there quite silent, after awhile everyone started staring at her. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and shrugged her shoulders.
"I have no money." She said simply then went back to staring out the window.
"Its all good, I'll pay for you." Quistis offered.
"Oh no I could not, I can't pay you back." Rinoa argued.
Irvine turned to Zell and whispered, "Pay back?"
"When you give someone back the money you owe them... you don't know about that."
"You don't have to Rinny, it's on the house." Selphie giggled.
Rinoa sat there speechless. She looked as though she were about to cry. She started blinking hard and looked away from them biting her bottom lip.
"So what do you want Rinoa?" Squall asked softly.
Rinoa shook her head and replied, "Just a small salad and a small glass of water."
"C'mon! Plus add some chips and a chocolate milkshake." Zell continued.
The waiter nodded and walked away.
"Zell! Don't just add stuff to my credit card!" Quistis scowled.
"Why? It's not like you can't pay it?" Zell laughed.
Quistis rolled her eyes but didn't press the argument any further.
Fifteen minutes later....
Rinoa stared down at her plate of food. She had chips, a water, a milkshake and a salad. She knew that she couldn't eat it all, but she didn't want to waist it. When she lived with her father she didn't get 'this' much food. Not with all her brothers and sisters...
'My brothers and sisters... my mother... I just left them... I'll never see them again... this was a mistake...'
"So where are we going to put Rinoa?" Seifer asked with a mouthful of chips.
"She can stay at my place." Irvine suggested earning an elbow to the ribs from Selphie.
"There's spare room in my house if you want it." Squall recommended.
Rinoa looked around the group, she didn't want to stay anywhere... she wanted to go home.
"I can't stay with a man... I just can't."
"Of course you can't; you can stay with me, my parent's wont mind. I don't see much of them anyway. It'll be fun." Quistis offered.
'My family... how could I? Father will be so disappointed in me. I had a life there... they weren't that unkind to me.' "Yes Quistis, I would like that."
"Settled. Now I bring to order, how fat Zell's getting!" Selphie laughed.
"WHAT! What the hell do I have to do with anything? I am not fat!"
"You are getting pretty fat Chicken-w..."
'How could I? This was not how I was brought up! I have a life with my people. I have a family, I have a fiancé, who will support me and keep me safe...'
Uh-oh! This chapter took me ages, a lot of hard labor went into it, and now in return... can I have a review or two? Please? Wicked!
I've done my sentence but committed no crime.
Disclaimer: I don't own final fantasy 8.
The stars shone brightly through the satin clouds, appearing like fireflies dancing on silk. It was a beautiful night and what would usually be noticed and praised even exalted, was tonight ignored. For more sinister plots were taking place tonight.
"They failed, Rinoa got away." John growled.
He slammed his fist down on the table and glared at Caraway menacingly.
"She cannot be let go... do you realize what would happen if she went to the authorities?" Caraway agreed.
He was holding his nose in the air trying to keep the blood down. It seemed that Seifer had broken it.
"I know, you could go to jail." John snickered.
"I think that they would find you're ex wife interesting." Caraway replied.
John scowled at Caraway, he knew that they might find that quite interesting indeed.
"Well there's only one thing for it then. We must leave, go high into the hills and never come back." Caraway continued.
"NO! I want to get Rinoa, she is my fiancée, and she is MINE!"
"You were willing to kill her before! She is my daughter, and I understand how you feel, but any unnecessary attention that can be avoided I want to avoid."
"I never said that I wanted her alive. If you're nervous about this, then I will go. On my own. That way should anything happen I didn't jeopardize the entire community."
Caraway reached across the table and grabbed another tissue; he then stood and started pacing around the tent.
"Then it is so."
"Someone very close to you will need you by the end of this. It won't be the person you suspect either... if you aren't there for them they will die..."
The words kept on mulling over inside Quistis's head. She didn't understand. They were leaving; in fact she could already see the bottom of the hill. And the town wasn't that far away.
'So Kayla was wrong for once. I'll have to rub it in her face when I get back.' Quistis thought with a satisfied grin.
"What are you so happy about?" Irvine asked.
"Just something that didn't happen."
"...k..."
The sun was rising over the horizon and it reflected off the snow. The deep reds and placid pinks coming together in perfect harmony was breathtaking.
Rinoa turned around quickly. She felt eyes on her. A feeling that had been overcoming her since they'd started walking.
"Can we have a rest?" she heard Zell ask.
She couldn't deny that her legs felt the punishment of all the walking they were doing, but she did not want to stop for some reason. Something inside her just told her not to stop.
"Nah, we're nearly there." Squall replied.
Rinoa sighed a sigh of relieve. Squall said no, so all was well.
"Oh c'mon man. Don't be stink!" Zell whined.
"Zell's right. Let's stop!" Selphie joined in.
"...Fine."
Rinoa watched everyone sit down, but she felt that she should stand. She didn't feel relaxed enough to sit.
John had been stalking them for the past two hours. Waiting for his chance to strike. But so far Rinoa hadn't left the group once. She'd been latched onto someone the whole way. It was either that Squall boy or she was conversing with the two other girls.
'Don't worry Rinoa... I'll save you from Satan... I know you'd rather die then be led astray by these Devil worshipers.'
He watched some blonde boy with spiky hair and an unruly tattoo on his face pat the ground beside him. Then Rinoa smile and sit beside him.
'How dare he invite her to sit with him! How dare she sit with him! She belongs to me!'
John tightened his grip around the dagger with the snake winding around it; he'd chosen this dagger specifically.
The snake represented sin, and the dagger represented the flushing out of it. The only way to truly be rid of your sins is to die.
He grinded his teeth together as he watched her laugh. How dare she be so open with her feelings? Women were meant to sit down, shut up and make babies.
With anger nearly overthrowing him, he lifted the dagger...
"Would you calm down!" Laguna exclaimed.
Raine chopped potatoes frantically. She'd cut herself about five times but hadn't done anything about it anymore.
"Calm down? How can I calm down? My baby is up in the hills, fighting some sort of cult! I can't believe you let him go Laguna, how could you be so irresponsible?"
"Go to bed Raine! Its 5:30 in the morning. We don't need potatoes!"
Raine glared at him and biffed one of the potatoes at his head. It narrowly missed. Laguna looked behind him and saw the vase smash where the potato hit it.
"Ok, fine. Cut potatoes, its all good."
Laguna backed away with his hands outstretched in front of him.
Zell felt his stomach rumble and decided that food was in order. He reached into his back and was looking around for some food when he noticed his old school yearbook. He basically took it everywhere to show everyone how good he looked two years ago and how rank Irvine looked.
'Bet Rinoa hasn't seen it.' Zell thought maliciously, "Hey Rinoa, do you wanna see Irvine when he was fifteen?"
"You wanker!" Irvine called out from across the circle.
Zell opened it up; Irvine's page was marked, and shoved it directly in Rinoa's face. As if fate had been kind, I knife planted itself in the cover of the book and just touched the tip of Rinoa's nose.
"Holy shit dude." Zell exclaimed.
Rinoa flung her head back on instinct and landed in the cold snow.
"Over there!" Selphie yelled pointing at the tree John was hiding behind.
John noticed that he was in danger and started doing the bolt.
"Hey! That's my ex fiancé!"
"Is that right...?" Squall muttered.
Squall grabbed a nearby stick and flung it at John. It hit him directly in the back of the head and he fell to the ground, letting out a girlish cry as he went.
Squall started doing his little victory dance with a big grin on his face.
"Not cool man, not cool." Irvine laughed.
"Shit! That fuck-ball ruined my book!"
"Ummm Zell, I think the whole knife nearly going into Rinoa heads a little more important." Quistis said in all her infinite wisdom.
Squall sauntered his way up to John and knelt down beside him.
"So you're the one who tried to rape Rinoa. Well I don't like that kind of thing."
Squall grabbed him by his collar and dragged his ass up. John was a little taller than Squall and definitely had a little more years on him.
Squall's face contorted into a look of disgust.
"You were engaged to Rinoa! Ewwww."
Squall drew back his fist and plunged it into John's face. John fell to the ground again.
Zell threw his hands up in repulsion; he walked up to Squall and pushed him lightly.
"Damn Squall you little bitch. Didn't I teach you how to punch better than that?"
Squall was shaking his hand rapidly and drawing in breath.
"He's got a hard head!"
Zell rolled his eyes and brought John back up. He got close to him and then took a step back.
"You're a smelly piece of shit aren't you? Anyway," Zell stepped closer again, "you draw back, not too far though, aim for the nose or the mouth, they're softer and your hand wont hurt so bad. Here... I'll show you... DON'T FLINCH!"
John saw the fist raised and immediately started flinching.
"I SAID DON'T FLINCH!"
Zell flung his fist into John's face, there was a crunch and John fell to the ground.
"See, it's over now." Zell said pointing at John.
Squall dumped his bag on the concrete as he and the rest of them sat down at the café. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back in complete relaxation. He thought about the three days that he'd spent out in the wilderness and smiled.
'I could almost make a living out of being a mercenary or something... I'd be commander in a week...'
"So ladies and gentlemen, what can I get for you today?" the waiter said in an overly excited tone.
Irvine looked at him and let out a little chuckle before replying, "I'll have a coffee, a chicken sandwich and some fries."
"Hamburger and chips, extra salt and a coffee as well." Seifer continued, his voice was strained and he looked terribly tired.
"Two hotdogs and a sprite... no water... nah forget that sprite."
"A donut! With that jam stuff in the middle! And that white sprinkle stuff on top. And some hot chips, with heaps of salt cause you guys don't put much on. No offence. And a diet coke, I'm trying to watch my figure." Selphie said seriously.
"Uhhh, get me a piece of lasagna, and a chicken sandwich, with an iced coffee." Squall said.
"Ok, I want a small basket of chips, do not sprinkle mine with salt, I eat it with chicken salt, and I know you have it! A large coke, and coke, not watered down coke, coke... and... ummm... no that's it." Quistis said... She came from a rich family...
Rinoa sat there quite silent, after awhile everyone started staring at her. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and shrugged her shoulders.
"I have no money." She said simply then went back to staring out the window.
"Its all good, I'll pay for you." Quistis offered.
"Oh no I could not, I can't pay you back." Rinoa argued.
Irvine turned to Zell and whispered, "Pay back?"
"When you give someone back the money you owe them... you don't know about that."
"You don't have to Rinny, it's on the house." Selphie giggled.
Rinoa sat there speechless. She looked as though she were about to cry. She started blinking hard and looked away from them biting her bottom lip.
"So what do you want Rinoa?" Squall asked softly.
Rinoa shook her head and replied, "Just a small salad and a small glass of water."
"C'mon! Plus add some chips and a chocolate milkshake." Zell continued.
The waiter nodded and walked away.
"Zell! Don't just add stuff to my credit card!" Quistis scowled.
"Why? It's not like you can't pay it?" Zell laughed.
Quistis rolled her eyes but didn't press the argument any further.
Fifteen minutes later....
Rinoa stared down at her plate of food. She had chips, a water, a milkshake and a salad. She knew that she couldn't eat it all, but she didn't want to waist it. When she lived with her father she didn't get 'this' much food. Not with all her brothers and sisters...
'My brothers and sisters... my mother... I just left them... I'll never see them again... this was a mistake...'
"So where are we going to put Rinoa?" Seifer asked with a mouthful of chips.
"She can stay at my place." Irvine suggested earning an elbow to the ribs from Selphie.
"There's spare room in my house if you want it." Squall recommended.
Rinoa looked around the group, she didn't want to stay anywhere... she wanted to go home.
"I can't stay with a man... I just can't."
"Of course you can't; you can stay with me, my parent's wont mind. I don't see much of them anyway. It'll be fun." Quistis offered.
'My family... how could I? Father will be so disappointed in me. I had a life there... they weren't that unkind to me.' "Yes Quistis, I would like that."
"Settled. Now I bring to order, how fat Zell's getting!" Selphie laughed.
"WHAT! What the hell do I have to do with anything? I am not fat!"
"You are getting pretty fat Chicken-w..."
'How could I? This was not how I was brought up! I have a life with my people. I have a family, I have a fiancé, who will support me and keep me safe...'
Uh-oh! This chapter took me ages, a lot of hard labor went into it, and now in return... can I have a review or two? Please? Wicked!