Nail in my hand from my creator.
Trust in my self-righteous suicide.
Rinoa walked down the stoned paved road unaccompanied. Quistis had had a shower and gone to sleep, but she couldn't sleep. She wanted to explore the new world around her, seeing as she couldn't go back to her family.
'I can never go back. Why did I do this? What the hell is wrong with me?'
All the houses around the area were about ten times larger than the one that's she was used to.
She looked down at the clothes Quistis had lent her, they were nice... she supposed, but far from what she was used to.
She wore a pair of hip huggers with butterflies embroidered in the pockets and a white sleeveless t-shirt. Quistis had tried to convince her to wear more daring clothes, but she hadn't been up to it.
'What would father say if he could see me dressed like this? He'd probably tell me I looked like a hooker... why am I still thinking about this? I should be over it. They took my life... God damn Father... no... Caraway. He was no father to me... but I love him.'
Rinoa clenched her eyes together and tried hard to forget that last thought.
'Remember what he did to you; remember the pain... he's still my father... and I can never go back there again...'
Rinoa stuffed her hands in her pockets and glared at the concrete in front of her. She was never very good at glaring but she imagined that this one would be one of her best.
'Exiled, ostracized, disowned. And it was all my doing. What if I hadn't gotten out of class early that day? Squall and I would never have met, wouldn't that be good? No, I couldn't go on living there. But how could I just leave like that? Without even trying to convince my family to as well.'
One week later...
Rinoa had settled into living with Quistis quite comfortably. She'd gotten used to Quistis's parents coming and going, they were only ever home for about ten minutes before they left again. Then back again to go to bed at night. Rinoa couldn't understand how Quistis could live without her parent's guidance, but she was adjusting.
Quistis flopped down on the leather couch and flicked the television on. She saw that the news was on and started watching that. Rinoa came in soon after and sat down beside her.
*And in other news today an unusual GF named Doomtrain turned up. It was said to be found when a young farmer was out using steel pipes to build a gate for his cows.*
"I never really understood GF's." Rinoa said quietly.
"Oh it's simple. They're sort of connected to you, like DNA. And at will you can summon them and they protect you. It's uncommon to find someone who's trained well enough to actually control one though."
*... at the scene we have our own reporter Xu SeeD...*
*Today a massacre most shocking. Up in the hills surrounding the small town of Balamb a group of religious followers have committed mass suicide. From the few survivors left we have pieced together that a man named Caraway led the community. He ordered them all to drink a formula of both arsenic and weed killer. Even the babies were forced to drink this. We assume that after all the people were dead, Caraway shot himself in the head, taking his own life as well as the lives of over one hundred other people...*
Rinoa sat in shock listening to the report. She slowly stood and walked casually to the bathroom.
From inside Quistis heard her tortured screams, then a loud thump.
Caraway stood in front of his people, all eyes were on him. He smiled reassuringly at them all and held his hands up to the sky.
"My children. God has sent me a message most important. He has told me that we all belong at his side, he wants us all."
Since the disappearance of Rinoa, Caraway had gone quite mad. He'd already stabbed his youngest daughter because she wouldn't stop crying. He was hearing strange voices and agonizing screams in the middle of the night. Something just snapped inside of him.
"He has given me a formula, one that will take us to his side immediately. I order you all to drink it, all of it. Your deaths will be swift and painless I assure you as God Almighty assured me..."
Caraway watched as the entire room lifted their glasses. On their way in they had all received a glass of the concoction.
He noticed a young woman, probably about twenty years old feeding her baby it through a bottle and grinned.
'They are all dedicated to me... they all love me...'
He watched the people fall; some tried to run out but didn't get far. Guards at the openings of the tent made sure of that. Some were just shot trying to leave. No one was allowed to go.
Soon people started to wither and fall. Some stumbled around; others clutched their children, telling them that it was alright, that it would all be over soon.
'Yes' Caraway thought, 'it will all be over soon.'
Finally the last standing person let out a fatal cry and fell to the ground lifelessly. Caraway raised a silver revolver to his forehead. He thought about everything. It was true, your life did flash before your eyes before you died.
He remember the first day he'd seen Rinoa, before he'd even started his cult. He had been normal once...
Caraway looked down lovingly at Rinoa. She stared dully back at him. He waved his hand in front of her and made baby noises. Then the bond really started.
Rinoa made a grab for his hand and clutched his finger. She held on, she wouldn't let go.
Caraway knew then that he had something special.
"You'll always be mine Rinoa. You and I are one, now and forever..."
Rinoa tumbled down on the concrete with a crash. She started crying immediately and wouldn't stop. Caraway looked around in panic. There was nobody to help, so he'd have to.
"Shhhh, Rinoa don't cry. Remember, you and I are the same, if you hurt, so do I..."
Caraway closed his eyes and smiled.
"You and I Rinoa, we are one in the same. We will always be together. This isn't the end..."
BANG!
Caraway watched the world around him fade into darkness as he fell to the ground.
"I'll never leave you..."
Sorry that this chapter is so super short, but I what I wanted to happen in this chapter happened faster than I anticipated. Oh yeah and apologies if that whole flashback thing was confusing. I know that it might seem that way but I needed to put in there somewhere that in some morbid sick way, Caraway loved Rinoa.
Trust in my self-righteous suicide.
Rinoa walked down the stoned paved road unaccompanied. Quistis had had a shower and gone to sleep, but she couldn't sleep. She wanted to explore the new world around her, seeing as she couldn't go back to her family.
'I can never go back. Why did I do this? What the hell is wrong with me?'
All the houses around the area were about ten times larger than the one that's she was used to.
She looked down at the clothes Quistis had lent her, they were nice... she supposed, but far from what she was used to.
She wore a pair of hip huggers with butterflies embroidered in the pockets and a white sleeveless t-shirt. Quistis had tried to convince her to wear more daring clothes, but she hadn't been up to it.
'What would father say if he could see me dressed like this? He'd probably tell me I looked like a hooker... why am I still thinking about this? I should be over it. They took my life... God damn Father... no... Caraway. He was no father to me... but I love him.'
Rinoa clenched her eyes together and tried hard to forget that last thought.
'Remember what he did to you; remember the pain... he's still my father... and I can never go back there again...'
Rinoa stuffed her hands in her pockets and glared at the concrete in front of her. She was never very good at glaring but she imagined that this one would be one of her best.
'Exiled, ostracized, disowned. And it was all my doing. What if I hadn't gotten out of class early that day? Squall and I would never have met, wouldn't that be good? No, I couldn't go on living there. But how could I just leave like that? Without even trying to convince my family to as well.'
One week later...
Rinoa had settled into living with Quistis quite comfortably. She'd gotten used to Quistis's parents coming and going, they were only ever home for about ten minutes before they left again. Then back again to go to bed at night. Rinoa couldn't understand how Quistis could live without her parent's guidance, but she was adjusting.
Quistis flopped down on the leather couch and flicked the television on. She saw that the news was on and started watching that. Rinoa came in soon after and sat down beside her.
*And in other news today an unusual GF named Doomtrain turned up. It was said to be found when a young farmer was out using steel pipes to build a gate for his cows.*
"I never really understood GF's." Rinoa said quietly.
"Oh it's simple. They're sort of connected to you, like DNA. And at will you can summon them and they protect you. It's uncommon to find someone who's trained well enough to actually control one though."
*... at the scene we have our own reporter Xu SeeD...*
*Today a massacre most shocking. Up in the hills surrounding the small town of Balamb a group of religious followers have committed mass suicide. From the few survivors left we have pieced together that a man named Caraway led the community. He ordered them all to drink a formula of both arsenic and weed killer. Even the babies were forced to drink this. We assume that after all the people were dead, Caraway shot himself in the head, taking his own life as well as the lives of over one hundred other people...*
Rinoa sat in shock listening to the report. She slowly stood and walked casually to the bathroom.
From inside Quistis heard her tortured screams, then a loud thump.
Caraway stood in front of his people, all eyes were on him. He smiled reassuringly at them all and held his hands up to the sky.
"My children. God has sent me a message most important. He has told me that we all belong at his side, he wants us all."
Since the disappearance of Rinoa, Caraway had gone quite mad. He'd already stabbed his youngest daughter because she wouldn't stop crying. He was hearing strange voices and agonizing screams in the middle of the night. Something just snapped inside of him.
"He has given me a formula, one that will take us to his side immediately. I order you all to drink it, all of it. Your deaths will be swift and painless I assure you as God Almighty assured me..."
Caraway watched as the entire room lifted their glasses. On their way in they had all received a glass of the concoction.
He noticed a young woman, probably about twenty years old feeding her baby it through a bottle and grinned.
'They are all dedicated to me... they all love me...'
He watched the people fall; some tried to run out but didn't get far. Guards at the openings of the tent made sure of that. Some were just shot trying to leave. No one was allowed to go.
Soon people started to wither and fall. Some stumbled around; others clutched their children, telling them that it was alright, that it would all be over soon.
'Yes' Caraway thought, 'it will all be over soon.'
Finally the last standing person let out a fatal cry and fell to the ground lifelessly. Caraway raised a silver revolver to his forehead. He thought about everything. It was true, your life did flash before your eyes before you died.
He remember the first day he'd seen Rinoa, before he'd even started his cult. He had been normal once...
Caraway looked down lovingly at Rinoa. She stared dully back at him. He waved his hand in front of her and made baby noises. Then the bond really started.
Rinoa made a grab for his hand and clutched his finger. She held on, she wouldn't let go.
Caraway knew then that he had something special.
"You'll always be mine Rinoa. You and I are one, now and forever..."
Rinoa tumbled down on the concrete with a crash. She started crying immediately and wouldn't stop. Caraway looked around in panic. There was nobody to help, so he'd have to.
"Shhhh, Rinoa don't cry. Remember, you and I are the same, if you hurt, so do I..."
Caraway closed his eyes and smiled.
"You and I Rinoa, we are one in the same. We will always be together. This isn't the end..."
BANG!
Caraway watched the world around him fade into darkness as he fell to the ground.
"I'll never leave you..."
Sorry that this chapter is so super short, but I what I wanted to happen in this chapter happened faster than I anticipated. Oh yeah and apologies if that whole flashback thing was confusing. I know that it might seem that way but I needed to put in there somewhere that in some morbid sick way, Caraway loved Rinoa.