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ANNOUNCEMENT: I have commandeered the last chapter [the former chapter 11] and modified it, for after re-reading it, found it so hiddeously horrid, I couldn't go on. This, I hope, is much better.The plot varies a bit from the game here, please enjoy nonetheless.
Perfect Soldier 01 - Pictures? Yep. Alrighty then, I'll start scanning them into the computer and uploading them on my site. [the one on my profile]. Yes, Laguna being one of my favourite characters, I decided to make him a part of this fic. Oh music, the religion of my soul! *achem* enough melodram for me, eh?
Prodigy - glad you've decided to take a gander! Hope you stick around for a while.
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"BREAK"
"Not now"
"TIME"
"Go away."
"SEIFER!"
"I said LEAVE, you bit... Fuu... I... you know I didn't mean it"
Fujin leaned dejectedly on the doorway to the war room holding her arm, gaze on the floor. Seifer was pouring over skematic maps of Lunatic Pandora, scanning for any trace of a weakness Squall's cronies could use as an advantage... it just wasn't there! And that infuriated him, he had to know, to exploit the weakness and trap Squall, to show he was the better man. He had been working so hard his eyes were fuzzing over and the food Fujin left on the table sat untouched. He leaned forward from the map to look at her, like a statue blocking his way, threatening his superiority.
"Fujin... come here" he said, waving her closer... she didn't budge.
Giving out an annoyed sigh, he stood tall, flinging his arms out,
"What am I supposed to do, beg?" Fujin wrenched her face up at him, staring him down, challenging him. Instead of giving in, he strode forward, knocking a chair out of his way as Fujin braced herself. He was standing mere inches from her body, looking down at her with his taller frame, face reddening, about to spew some command down at her, trying to win the small battle, but she just gazed at him, a bastion of strength, knowing his innmost places and what his tactics were. She was shocked when he shoved his hand at her, stopping only centimetres from her face before cringing back into himself and stumbling backward into a chair, hand leaned on his forehead. Stepping forward, Fujin could hear Seifer's ragged breathing, and the whispers spewing out of it,
"Hyne... I could've... Hyne this is too much"
"SIDE" Fujin said, looking the maps over, shifting them with a few fingers.
"What?" Seifer looked up, thoroughly confused,
"HERE" Fujin said, taking one of Seifer's fingers and placing it on the spot.
"They'd never attack there, Fu... it's too protected... For all they know it could be nothing but a section of rock."
"LAGUNA"
"The President of Esthar? What has he to do with anything?"
"HERE"
"Laguna Loire has been in Lunatic Pandora?"
"THINK!" Fujin rolled her eyes before smirking minutely at Seifer's recollection skills.
Seifer sighed pointedly, remembering the history of the last man to defeat the Sorceress.
"Okay, if Laguna knows the layout, then... where would he attack? We can suppose Squall will go for a frontal assault, but what about Laguna?" Seifer leaned closer to the maps, placing an arm around Fujin, his hand on the map blocking her in closer to him. She leaned closer to the maps and her lover, still holding his hand on the spot.
"CHAMBER"
"Not our bedroom, I hope" Seifer smirked, running his hand along the table, before tracing Fujin's waist and setting her down on his lap. Fujin laced her free arm around Seifer's neck, bringing him closer before tugging his head to the spot with their fingers.
"Logic?"
"SIDE WITH CHAMBER"
"Right, because the other sides have too much rock, the control center, and again with the rock... we've found our weakness" he gloated, running his head up from the maps, tracing Fujin's shoulder, neck and cheek with his lips, kissing her temple quickly, sitting straighter, shifting the maps to a closer one of the section.
"Okay, the most logical entry point his here," he pointed, "So what we'll do is..."
"EMPTY"
"We have to defend it Fujin"
"RAGNAROK"
"Yes! I remember from the plans Adel showed me, the Ragnarok is heavily armed, like a dragon... but they'll never get past our shields"
"AFFIRMATIVE"
"They will get past our shields, so having nothing there will mean no casualties, then in the corridor... here" he said, moving Fujin's finger to the only corridor out of the gigantic chamber,
"We'll post some troops"
"US"
"You?"
"RAJIN, ME"
"... No."
"DEFEATED"
"I'm not going to put you in there, Fujin."
"STRONG"
"I know you're my strongest warriors, but..."
"LOGICAL"
"I won't have you killed!"
"BALAMB!"
"Revenge?"
"STRONGER"
"Fujin, will you just tell me what you're thinking?"
"PROVE MYSELF" Fujin whispered, shifting her gaze from the Seifer to the maps, instead of saying anything, Seifer took her hand in his and kissed it, pulling her body snuggly against him with the other,
"You have nothing to prove" he said, face set grimly, leaning up and kissing her on the lips, long and hard, letting all the insecurities about the coming battle slink away, Fujin did the same. Sitting together, Fujin turned in Seifer's lap so her back lay against his chest, as his arms laced around her stomach, he placed his chin on the place between her neck and shoulder, pouring over the maps one last time, making certain his calculations weren't going to get them killed.
Slowly, methodically he massaged Fujin's stomach as his other arm shifted the maps before his hands froze as the hand on her stomach rested directly on the lower part of her abdomen. Fujin shrinked away from him slightly, placing her hand on where his rested on her womb, lifting it away and intertwining their fingers. Kissing his fingers one by one, she shifted to face him, he searched her face for the answer he sought, she grabbed his neck and kissed him passionately, as he groaned into her mouth, gently pulling her chin away with a displaced hand.
"Fujin?" he asked, locking her eye with his, jostling her face slightly when she looked down,
"Please..." a large bang interrupted him, as the couple could hear remote shooting bursting into the air.
"Sh*t!" Seifer cringed, Fujin leaping up as Rajin barreled through the door,
"C'mon, ya know... they're approaching fast!"
Fujin ran for the door, Seifer trailing her, grabbing Hyperion and reaching the place where Fujin and he were parting way.
"SEIFER!" Fujin called, trailing where Rajin waited for her to follow. Seifer turned, shrugging his shoulders, asking the question,
"LOVE" she screamed desperately, Seifer nodded, blew a kiss and was gone.
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The smell of explosives permeated the air, souping up a powerfully pungent fog around the scrambling Galbadians, as Fujin stood still. Rajin was barking orders at the few soldiers not in position, and as they scrambled out, Fujin stood ready, Shruiken in hand, her wind magic billowing around the air, venting the burning smell of granite dust out into the gaping hole from whence it came. Rajin stood in awe of his friend, heck she was practically his sister, as she stood ready, clarifying the air and pushing it to give them the advantage of clearer sight. He walked up to her, relishing in the feel of the cold, vagrant air washing over him as he stepped into the breezy fray. Squall was coming, and they knew it. If they were not able to kill him, defeat him... to live through the impending battle... Rajin didn't want to think. He had spent too much time thinking today, now was the time for fighting, for breaking someone's nose winner takes all, the proving ground. He was shocked back to reality as Fujin let loose her weapon, clanging into something metalic in the mist. Squall was here.
Fujin lept back to retrieve her weapon, splaying the battle field with another sweeping of wind, gusting forth and churning the receeding fog one last time, allowing Rajin to jump in and blindly swing his gigantic staff, thudding into something before sending something else flying back towards the growing pile of debris, leaping back to line up with Fujin and provide her with a more solid defense. Breaking the mist with a spell of her own, Quistis stepped out of the mire, snapping her whip at Fujin, who ducked and rolled, letting loose her pinwheel as it was once again deflected by Squall Leonheart's gunblade, zooming back as Fujin caught it and turned to where Rajin had batted away Selphie's nunchaku with his great staff. Catching their breaths for another assault, Fujin readied as Squall broke into the mire,
"Forfeit and we will not hurt you. You can still give up!"
"NEVER!" Fujin spat, as Rajin clarified,
"We ain't leavin'! Seifer and us, we're a posse, ya know. Just like you guys, ya know"
"You were warned... Selphie, Quistis, hold nothing back!"
Fujin let out a gutteral war cry, sending a tornado to pummel into Squall as she spun her pinwheel sideways at Quistis and Selphie. Quistis cried out as the shruiken dug a line into her torso, as Selphie threw her nunchaku up in defense, sending the shruiken veering dangerously close to Squall's recovering position. Rajin and Squall were dueling, Squall's gunblade slashing a diagnal as Rajin's staff connected with a clang, making Rajin grit his teeth as it reverberated and he swung the other side of his staff at Squall's legs, who jumped and came down on Rajin with his gunblade swung down from behind his head. Rajin swung his staff up, defending in the split second before the gunblade would have taken his head off. Leaping backward, Rajin slipped on Fujin's weapon, sending it skidding to Fujin's grasp, as Rajin tumbled on his back nearly paying with his life and Squall grunted with the force he splayed into the Gunblade Rajin had rolled away from, then countering by swinging his staff into Squall's back as if it were a baseball. Squall went careening into a pile of rock, catching the eye of Selphie, who ran over to heal her bruised leader. Eyeing Quistis, Fujin let loose her shruiken too late, as Quistis' whip snapped around her wrist and Fujin dropped her weapon, a sharp pain revealing a thick layer of blood oozing into the fabric of her jacket. Seeing the blood, Fujin panicked, screaming as a pulse of strong wind magic overflowed from her, pelting Quistis before she could protect herself, knocking Selphie over, but instead of staying down, Selphie jumped back on her legs, swinging her nunchaku as Fujin rolled, grasping her pinwheel and letting it fly. The back swing of Selphie's gigantic nunchaku defended against the weapon, but as Fujin flipped forward to grab it, she let loose another aero spell, hoping to see Selphie fly backwards into the rising Quistis, but Selphie threw up a reflective protective magic around herself, blowing the aero spell back at Fujin, whose eye went wide as it hit her, sending her hard into the wall.
Rajin faired little better. Squall and Quistis had ganged up on him, as Squall swept his gunblade at the hulking man, Quistis snapped her whip, holding onto Rajin's staff arm as the gunblade sunk into the muscle of his right shoulder before Rajin grabbed the whip and fell back with all his strength, Quistis careening into him as he punched her squarely in the face with the fist that held the sharded whip. Rajin had lost it, slamming himself into Squall, too close for Squall to do anything but hit the wall, then unleash a blizzard at the bronze berserker, freezing the wounds on Rajin's back and arm, but Rajin's eyes blared yellow as he cast the strongest thunder and lightning spell he knew, being too close in the battle radius, and yelling painfully as the lightning electrified the ground around them, sending Squall sizzling and shaking with the impulsive attack, before crumpling into the ground. Rajin knelt on the sparking ground, gasping for some air to fill his smoking lungs, reaching for his staff, stopping as Quistis' boot slammed into his hand with the heel it held. Rajin let out a yowl, as Quistis, who still held her bleeding nose and broken glasses, swung her whip around his throat, cracking it to the side, wrenching the oxygen out of his respiratory system, slamming his head on the floor, kicking him as squarely as she could in the head, giving him a ringing concussion as he sank limply to the floor. Fujin gasped, thinking she had killed him, relieved when Rajin's muscles twitched, but knowing his battle was over. Turning back to her own predicament, Fujin parried a swing of Selphie's nunchaku with her shruiken, slicing it through the air, catching the brunette squarely on her dress buckle, Selphie slammed her weapons chain first into Fujin's gut.
"NO!" Fujin cringed, true fear seeping through her voice, eye wide before blindly swinging her shruiken at a shocked Selphie, who stopped for a few seconds, before rushing forward at Fujin, who shrank back into a corner, holding her stomach delicately. As Selphie advanced, Fujin shot forth a grand weave of magic, powering the gust of wind with her fear, and hate. Flying to the floor, Selphie crumpled like origami under a boot, her body slamming against the pointed rocky debris. Rushing forward, Fujin flung her Shruiken at Quistis, grazing the woman's forearm, ripping at the leather glove she wore and cutting into Quistis' hand. Quistis shrieked in pain as she spun, trying desperately to protect herself from the backwards attack, impulsively summoning Leviathan. As the great water serpent formed from the impending wave, Fujin did the only thing she knew, cast a tornado spell on herself, wrapping herself in the survivable wind, allowing its pulse to heal her body which was wracked with the punishment of the water. Coughing excess amounts of water as her body shook in hacking pulses, Fujin rose to her knees and cast her gaze up to the harbinger of their doom: Squall.
Melting into herself, she yelped in anguish doubling over holding her throbbing gut, forcing her eye to look up at the man who held her pinwheel in his hand. Letting it clang like slowing heartbeats, Squall threw the circular weapon to the side, readying his gunblade for what would be the final assault. Would he kill an unarmed woman? Fujin thought, mind racing for something she could do. Releasing a feeble aero spell, she stumbled backward, keeping herself from sprawling on the floor with a hand, genuine fear shrieking out of her mouth with a pitiful wail that seemed to shock Squall into slouching slightly, his luminescent eyes sinking further into a squalid grey. Fujin scrambled backwards, trying again to cast another spell, but none would come, she was weaponless, magicless, and shrunken up against the body of her unconscious comrade. A wave of dread soaked her as she felt Rajin's warm skin against her hand, and she cringed, stumbling with her hands, letting out another wail of utter despair, she had lost. Squall turned his gunblade around, the wide metal butt of the weapon in his palm,
"I won't let you die" he whispered, the world blacking out as Fujin was struck in the temple firmly at Squall's hand going limp and slumping over Rajin's gigantic bulk to relish in a dream.
ANNOUNCEMENT: I have commandeered the last chapter [the former chapter 11] and modified it, for after re-reading it, found it so hiddeously horrid, I couldn't go on. This, I hope, is much better.The plot varies a bit from the game here, please enjoy nonetheless.
Perfect Soldier 01 - Pictures? Yep. Alrighty then, I'll start scanning them into the computer and uploading them on my site. [the one on my profile]. Yes, Laguna being one of my favourite characters, I decided to make him a part of this fic. Oh music, the religion of my soul! *achem* enough melodram for me, eh?
Prodigy - glad you've decided to take a gander! Hope you stick around for a while.
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"BREAK"
"Not now"
"TIME"
"Go away."
"SEIFER!"
"I said LEAVE, you bit... Fuu... I... you know I didn't mean it"
Fujin leaned dejectedly on the doorway to the war room holding her arm, gaze on the floor. Seifer was pouring over skematic maps of Lunatic Pandora, scanning for any trace of a weakness Squall's cronies could use as an advantage... it just wasn't there! And that infuriated him, he had to know, to exploit the weakness and trap Squall, to show he was the better man. He had been working so hard his eyes were fuzzing over and the food Fujin left on the table sat untouched. He leaned forward from the map to look at her, like a statue blocking his way, threatening his superiority.
"Fujin... come here" he said, waving her closer... she didn't budge.
Giving out an annoyed sigh, he stood tall, flinging his arms out,
"What am I supposed to do, beg?" Fujin wrenched her face up at him, staring him down, challenging him. Instead of giving in, he strode forward, knocking a chair out of his way as Fujin braced herself. He was standing mere inches from her body, looking down at her with his taller frame, face reddening, about to spew some command down at her, trying to win the small battle, but she just gazed at him, a bastion of strength, knowing his innmost places and what his tactics were. She was shocked when he shoved his hand at her, stopping only centimetres from her face before cringing back into himself and stumbling backward into a chair, hand leaned on his forehead. Stepping forward, Fujin could hear Seifer's ragged breathing, and the whispers spewing out of it,
"Hyne... I could've... Hyne this is too much"
"SIDE" Fujin said, looking the maps over, shifting them with a few fingers.
"What?" Seifer looked up, thoroughly confused,
"HERE" Fujin said, taking one of Seifer's fingers and placing it on the spot.
"They'd never attack there, Fu... it's too protected... For all they know it could be nothing but a section of rock."
"LAGUNA"
"The President of Esthar? What has he to do with anything?"
"HERE"
"Laguna Loire has been in Lunatic Pandora?"
"THINK!" Fujin rolled her eyes before smirking minutely at Seifer's recollection skills.
Seifer sighed pointedly, remembering the history of the last man to defeat the Sorceress.
"Okay, if Laguna knows the layout, then... where would he attack? We can suppose Squall will go for a frontal assault, but what about Laguna?" Seifer leaned closer to the maps, placing an arm around Fujin, his hand on the map blocking her in closer to him. She leaned closer to the maps and her lover, still holding his hand on the spot.
"CHAMBER"
"Not our bedroom, I hope" Seifer smirked, running his hand along the table, before tracing Fujin's waist and setting her down on his lap. Fujin laced her free arm around Seifer's neck, bringing him closer before tugging his head to the spot with their fingers.
"Logic?"
"SIDE WITH CHAMBER"
"Right, because the other sides have too much rock, the control center, and again with the rock... we've found our weakness" he gloated, running his head up from the maps, tracing Fujin's shoulder, neck and cheek with his lips, kissing her temple quickly, sitting straighter, shifting the maps to a closer one of the section.
"Okay, the most logical entry point his here," he pointed, "So what we'll do is..."
"EMPTY"
"We have to defend it Fujin"
"RAGNAROK"
"Yes! I remember from the plans Adel showed me, the Ragnarok is heavily armed, like a dragon... but they'll never get past our shields"
"AFFIRMATIVE"
"They will get past our shields, so having nothing there will mean no casualties, then in the corridor... here" he said, moving Fujin's finger to the only corridor out of the gigantic chamber,
"We'll post some troops"
"US"
"You?"
"RAJIN, ME"
"... No."
"DEFEATED"
"I'm not going to put you in there, Fujin."
"STRONG"
"I know you're my strongest warriors, but..."
"LOGICAL"
"I won't have you killed!"
"BALAMB!"
"Revenge?"
"STRONGER"
"Fujin, will you just tell me what you're thinking?"
"PROVE MYSELF" Fujin whispered, shifting her gaze from the Seifer to the maps, instead of saying anything, Seifer took her hand in his and kissed it, pulling her body snuggly against him with the other,
"You have nothing to prove" he said, face set grimly, leaning up and kissing her on the lips, long and hard, letting all the insecurities about the coming battle slink away, Fujin did the same. Sitting together, Fujin turned in Seifer's lap so her back lay against his chest, as his arms laced around her stomach, he placed his chin on the place between her neck and shoulder, pouring over the maps one last time, making certain his calculations weren't going to get them killed.
Slowly, methodically he massaged Fujin's stomach as his other arm shifted the maps before his hands froze as the hand on her stomach rested directly on the lower part of her abdomen. Fujin shrinked away from him slightly, placing her hand on where his rested on her womb, lifting it away and intertwining their fingers. Kissing his fingers one by one, she shifted to face him, he searched her face for the answer he sought, she grabbed his neck and kissed him passionately, as he groaned into her mouth, gently pulling her chin away with a displaced hand.
"Fujin?" he asked, locking her eye with his, jostling her face slightly when she looked down,
"Please..." a large bang interrupted him, as the couple could hear remote shooting bursting into the air.
"Sh*t!" Seifer cringed, Fujin leaping up as Rajin barreled through the door,
"C'mon, ya know... they're approaching fast!"
Fujin ran for the door, Seifer trailing her, grabbing Hyperion and reaching the place where Fujin and he were parting way.
"SEIFER!" Fujin called, trailing where Rajin waited for her to follow. Seifer turned, shrugging his shoulders, asking the question,
"LOVE" she screamed desperately, Seifer nodded, blew a kiss and was gone.
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The smell of explosives permeated the air, souping up a powerfully pungent fog around the scrambling Galbadians, as Fujin stood still. Rajin was barking orders at the few soldiers not in position, and as they scrambled out, Fujin stood ready, Shruiken in hand, her wind magic billowing around the air, venting the burning smell of granite dust out into the gaping hole from whence it came. Rajin stood in awe of his friend, heck she was practically his sister, as she stood ready, clarifying the air and pushing it to give them the advantage of clearer sight. He walked up to her, relishing in the feel of the cold, vagrant air washing over him as he stepped into the breezy fray. Squall was coming, and they knew it. If they were not able to kill him, defeat him... to live through the impending battle... Rajin didn't want to think. He had spent too much time thinking today, now was the time for fighting, for breaking someone's nose winner takes all, the proving ground. He was shocked back to reality as Fujin let loose her weapon, clanging into something metalic in the mist. Squall was here.
Fujin lept back to retrieve her weapon, splaying the battle field with another sweeping of wind, gusting forth and churning the receeding fog one last time, allowing Rajin to jump in and blindly swing his gigantic staff, thudding into something before sending something else flying back towards the growing pile of debris, leaping back to line up with Fujin and provide her with a more solid defense. Breaking the mist with a spell of her own, Quistis stepped out of the mire, snapping her whip at Fujin, who ducked and rolled, letting loose her pinwheel as it was once again deflected by Squall Leonheart's gunblade, zooming back as Fujin caught it and turned to where Rajin had batted away Selphie's nunchaku with his great staff. Catching their breaths for another assault, Fujin readied as Squall broke into the mire,
"Forfeit and we will not hurt you. You can still give up!"
"NEVER!" Fujin spat, as Rajin clarified,
"We ain't leavin'! Seifer and us, we're a posse, ya know. Just like you guys, ya know"
"You were warned... Selphie, Quistis, hold nothing back!"
Fujin let out a gutteral war cry, sending a tornado to pummel into Squall as she spun her pinwheel sideways at Quistis and Selphie. Quistis cried out as the shruiken dug a line into her torso, as Selphie threw her nunchaku up in defense, sending the shruiken veering dangerously close to Squall's recovering position. Rajin and Squall were dueling, Squall's gunblade slashing a diagnal as Rajin's staff connected with a clang, making Rajin grit his teeth as it reverberated and he swung the other side of his staff at Squall's legs, who jumped and came down on Rajin with his gunblade swung down from behind his head. Rajin swung his staff up, defending in the split second before the gunblade would have taken his head off. Leaping backward, Rajin slipped on Fujin's weapon, sending it skidding to Fujin's grasp, as Rajin tumbled on his back nearly paying with his life and Squall grunted with the force he splayed into the Gunblade Rajin had rolled away from, then countering by swinging his staff into Squall's back as if it were a baseball. Squall went careening into a pile of rock, catching the eye of Selphie, who ran over to heal her bruised leader. Eyeing Quistis, Fujin let loose her shruiken too late, as Quistis' whip snapped around her wrist and Fujin dropped her weapon, a sharp pain revealing a thick layer of blood oozing into the fabric of her jacket. Seeing the blood, Fujin panicked, screaming as a pulse of strong wind magic overflowed from her, pelting Quistis before she could protect herself, knocking Selphie over, but instead of staying down, Selphie jumped back on her legs, swinging her nunchaku as Fujin rolled, grasping her pinwheel and letting it fly. The back swing of Selphie's gigantic nunchaku defended against the weapon, but as Fujin flipped forward to grab it, she let loose another aero spell, hoping to see Selphie fly backwards into the rising Quistis, but Selphie threw up a reflective protective magic around herself, blowing the aero spell back at Fujin, whose eye went wide as it hit her, sending her hard into the wall.
Rajin faired little better. Squall and Quistis had ganged up on him, as Squall swept his gunblade at the hulking man, Quistis snapped her whip, holding onto Rajin's staff arm as the gunblade sunk into the muscle of his right shoulder before Rajin grabbed the whip and fell back with all his strength, Quistis careening into him as he punched her squarely in the face with the fist that held the sharded whip. Rajin had lost it, slamming himself into Squall, too close for Squall to do anything but hit the wall, then unleash a blizzard at the bronze berserker, freezing the wounds on Rajin's back and arm, but Rajin's eyes blared yellow as he cast the strongest thunder and lightning spell he knew, being too close in the battle radius, and yelling painfully as the lightning electrified the ground around them, sending Squall sizzling and shaking with the impulsive attack, before crumpling into the ground. Rajin knelt on the sparking ground, gasping for some air to fill his smoking lungs, reaching for his staff, stopping as Quistis' boot slammed into his hand with the heel it held. Rajin let out a yowl, as Quistis, who still held her bleeding nose and broken glasses, swung her whip around his throat, cracking it to the side, wrenching the oxygen out of his respiratory system, slamming his head on the floor, kicking him as squarely as she could in the head, giving him a ringing concussion as he sank limply to the floor. Fujin gasped, thinking she had killed him, relieved when Rajin's muscles twitched, but knowing his battle was over. Turning back to her own predicament, Fujin parried a swing of Selphie's nunchaku with her shruiken, slicing it through the air, catching the brunette squarely on her dress buckle, Selphie slammed her weapons chain first into Fujin's gut.
"NO!" Fujin cringed, true fear seeping through her voice, eye wide before blindly swinging her shruiken at a shocked Selphie, who stopped for a few seconds, before rushing forward at Fujin, who shrank back into a corner, holding her stomach delicately. As Selphie advanced, Fujin shot forth a grand weave of magic, powering the gust of wind with her fear, and hate. Flying to the floor, Selphie crumpled like origami under a boot, her body slamming against the pointed rocky debris. Rushing forward, Fujin flung her Shruiken at Quistis, grazing the woman's forearm, ripping at the leather glove she wore and cutting into Quistis' hand. Quistis shrieked in pain as she spun, trying desperately to protect herself from the backwards attack, impulsively summoning Leviathan. As the great water serpent formed from the impending wave, Fujin did the only thing she knew, cast a tornado spell on herself, wrapping herself in the survivable wind, allowing its pulse to heal her body which was wracked with the punishment of the water. Coughing excess amounts of water as her body shook in hacking pulses, Fujin rose to her knees and cast her gaze up to the harbinger of their doom: Squall.
Melting into herself, she yelped in anguish doubling over holding her throbbing gut, forcing her eye to look up at the man who held her pinwheel in his hand. Letting it clang like slowing heartbeats, Squall threw the circular weapon to the side, readying his gunblade for what would be the final assault. Would he kill an unarmed woman? Fujin thought, mind racing for something she could do. Releasing a feeble aero spell, she stumbled backward, keeping herself from sprawling on the floor with a hand, genuine fear shrieking out of her mouth with a pitiful wail that seemed to shock Squall into slouching slightly, his luminescent eyes sinking further into a squalid grey. Fujin scrambled backwards, trying again to cast another spell, but none would come, she was weaponless, magicless, and shrunken up against the body of her unconscious comrade. A wave of dread soaked her as she felt Rajin's warm skin against her hand, and she cringed, stumbling with her hands, letting out another wail of utter despair, she had lost. Squall turned his gunblade around, the wide metal butt of the weapon in his palm,
"I won't let you die" he whispered, the world blacking out as Fujin was struck in the temple firmly at Squall's hand going limp and slumping over Rajin's gigantic bulk to relish in a dream.