Chapter 1
Two Lost Angels
Forward: I know this is kind of a next generation story, but I tried to put the characters from the game throughout the tale. After all there why were all so fond of Final Fantasy VIII in the first place. I just hope I was able to blend the two together in an interesting and intriguing way. Also many of the chapters in this story I borrowed from song titles of various artists. I was going to do every chapter in honor of a song title, but some chapters my own titles just fit better then any song I could find. This title is from Frankie Perez, I thought it fit perfectly. Thank you to all who read this, I really hope you enjoy the story.
The sun was beaming down strongly on Kriye's tired body. She wanted to close the curtains, but couldn't find the energy to get her body to move. Kriye was a terrible morning person.
From the corner of her room Kriye could hear her roommate scrambling around.
"Ceila, would you please shut the curtains, it's too bright in here."
Ceila gave her an incredulous look. "Good, maybe some sunlight will get your lazy butt out of bed. Please tell me you don't plan to spend our entire week off in bed?"
Kriye threw her pillow at her.
Ceila Dincht had been Kriye's best friend since before she could remember. Her parents were good friends of Kriye's, and the two of them had been just thrown together since they were little kids, not that Kriye ever minded.
Ceila was a good counter part to Kriye. Ceila was much lighter hearted then she was. Kriye had a much easier time being silly when Ceila was around. Ceila was Kriye's best reminder that she was only seventeen, at times that was very difficult for her to remember.
Despite being a bit short Ceila was utterly beautiful. She had long straight sandy brown hair, and pale blue eyes. Kriye always teased her that one day her hair was going to outgrow her height, and honestly her teasing isn't that far from the truth.
Regrettably Kriye got out of bed; she slowly stumbled over to her dresser and began to change. Meanwhile Ceila continued to ask her questions.
"So what are you going to do today Kriye?"
"I'm not sure," she answered "I figure I better visit my parents. I mean I mind as well get this weeks lecture out of the way."
"You don't plan to spend the whole day there do you?"
"I hope not."
"How about we meet back in the quad around noon? I promised Dr. Kowaski that I help her out this morning."
Kriye nodded in agreement. Ceila desperately wanted to be a doctor. She was helping Dr. Kowaski every spare moment that she had. Kriye actually envied Ceila; at least she knew what she wanted to do with her life. That was a hell of a lot more then Kriye could say for herself.
The two of them left their room, and started to leave the dormitories. The halls were deader then usual. This was probably due to the fact that today was their first day of their two week summer break. Most of the student body had left the garden to be with their families.
Since Kriye's family lived right here in the garden she never left during break. Ceila usually stayed back too because she knew how lonely Kriye would get if she didn't, though for Kriye's pride Ceila never said that was her reason.
At the elevator Kriye and Ceila parted. Ceila went straight ahead to the hospital wing while Kriye got into the elevator. Kriye pushed the button for the third floor; she waited for the elevator to start its smooth transition to the top floor, which held the instructor's quarters along with the headmaster's office, which belonged to her father.
Kriye truly dreaded visiting her parents. She loved them dearly, but they drove her nuts. Kriye's mother was almost saintly; Kriye was quite convinced that if her mother wasn't around that her father would push her off the deep end.
It wasn't easy for Kriye growing up with the parents that she had. It wasn't easy growing up in a legends shadow. That's probably why she and Ceila got on so well; both of them had parents that were 'the heroes of the Second Sorceress war." They found it easy to relate to each other.
However, were Uncle Zell was a great guy he wasn't on the same level that Kriye's parents were, at least not under the public's eye.
Kriye's mother was a sorceress, normally a person greatly feared; however, her mom changed the public's view on her. Still there are those out there who would love to have her head on a platter, a horrid thought that Kriye had to face everyday.
Then there was Kriye's father. Squall Leonheart, headmaster of Balamb garden, the hero that saved the world. It was hard for Kriye to consider him the title of 'father,' when he was all those other things.
Her dad was always pressuring her. Kriye had to choose the gunblade as her specialized weapon, Kriye had to take all the advanced classes at garden, and she no matter what above all else had to become a SeeD.
It was hard enough being expected to be all the things that the world expected her to be, let alone her own father.
The elevator stopped at the top floor, and reluctantly Kriye stepped out. She started to slowly walk up to her parent's apartment which was on the far end of the floor. Without knocking she walked into the apartment, and yelled for her parents
"Mom, dad, is anyone home?"
"Were in the living room Kriye," yelled her mother's warm voice.
Kriye shut the door, and walked pass the kitchen into the living room. Her parents were both sitting on the couch. Her mother had her head leaning against her father's shoulder. They both looked up as soon as she entered the room.
"Hey honey," her mom addressed her "Have a good first morning off?"
"It was nice being able to sleep in a bit," She told her mom joining her on the couch. Kriye looked over to her dad who gave her a small smile.
"Best not sleep in too many mornings with your SeeD exam coming up in three weeks."
"Yes dad," Kriye replied dryly as her mother rolled her eyes.
Without a word her dad got up from the couch and went to his bedroom, Kriye assumed he was going to get ready for work. Her mother turned back to Kriye and asked.
"So have you had any breakfast yet?"
"No," Kriye told her "I came right here from my dorm"
"Okay then I'll whip you up some scrambled eggs."
Her mom got up from the couch and moved to the kitchen, Kriye joined her.
"So what's Ceila up to this morning? Off to the hospital wing again?"
Kriye nodded as she helped her mother crack the eggs.
"That girl I swear I've never seen anyone so dedicated, well maybe except your father."
"What about me?" Her dad asked coming out of his bedroom fully uniformed.
"Nothing for you to worry about," Her mom teased as she flopped the scrambled eggs onto a plate.
Kriye had just taken her first bite of the eggs when her father asked.
"So Kriye what are your plans for the rest of the day?"
Kriye swallowed her bite before answering. "Ceila and I are meeting back up in the quad at noon; I'm not sure what we'll do after that."
"Don't you think you should maybe try studying?"
"Squall, it's their first day off let them enjoy that at least."
"The SeeD exam is very important Rinoa, you know that."
"So is one's adolescents Squall, you know that." Her mother replied giving her husband a wink.
Kriye could see her father smile before he turned back to her.
"Well don't forget."
"Like I could even if I wanted to," Kriye said under her breath.
"Well I guess I'm off. I shouldn't be too late tonight."
"You better not be the Kramer's are coming over for dinner."
"Cid would understand."
"But I won't." Her mother said in a tone that was half teasing, half not.
Her dad grinned then gave them each a kiss on the top of the head before leaving.
For the rest of the morning Kriye enjoyed her time alone with her mother. It was rare whenever they got those moments, and Kriye just like to enjoy them whenever they did.
When twelve o'clock rolled around Kriye said goodbye to her mom and made her way towards the quad.
On the bench that they always go to Ceila was waiting. When Kriye walked over to her she was greeted with a huge grin.
"How was the morning with the folks?"
"Everything I expected," Kriye told her with a deep sigh. "How was your morning with Dr. Kowaski?"
"Alright, we spent the morning discussing poisons spread by monsters of the grasslands."
"Sounds riveting," Kriye said sarcastically, she was rewarded with a push from Ceila.
"So what do you want to do today?" Ceila asked her.
"I don't know. I defiantly don't want to stay here."
"You want to go to Balamb then?"
"Not really, I guess I just want to do something different."
"Got anything in mind?" You could tell the idea of doing something different was getting Ceila excited.
"Oh I don't know what if we went to Esthar or something?"
"How the heck would we get to Esthar?"
"We'd take one of the garden vehicles." Now even Kriye was getting excited.
"And what about your parents, they'll never let us go?"
It only took Kriye a second to think about it before it hit her. "We'll tell them that were going to visit your parents. There bound to let me do that."
"What if they find out Kriye, our parents talk a lot? The conversation of us going to visit my parents is going to come up."
"We'll tell them that we'll be back by the end of the week, they hopefully won't talk between now and then. After that if the topic comes up it will be water under the bridge and there really isn't much they can do about it."
Ceila looks at Kriye for a moment before slowly rolling her head. "Alright, but let it be noted that I was the sensible one here. So when we get busted I'll have full right to say I told you so."
Kriye laughs "Fair enough. Now come on let's try to convince my mom first."
As Kriye had expected her mom was totally for the idea.
"Oh I think that's a great idea for you two to visit Zell and Izza."
Both she and Ceila threw each other triumphant looks, but they didn't last when her mom continued to talk.
"Don't get too excited you two we still have to check with your father Kriye."
Following her mother Kriye and Ceila walked down the hall to the headmaster's office.
Whenever Kriye was in this office with her father it was hard to remember that he was just that, her father. There was always a different feeling in this office, it was always so formal. Kriye tried avoiding being in this office as much as possible, but on some occasions, such as today, it couldn't be avoided.
The second that the three of them entered the office her father lifted his head from his papers, he looked at them expectantly. Kriye's mouth had gone dry, it was easy to explain it to her mother, but her dad was always another case. Thank the guardians that her mother took charged and explained.
"Squall, these two want to visit Zell and Izza, they'll be back by the end of the week."
"No," her father said curtly.
"Why not?" The three of them protested at the same time.
"Because," her father argued immediately. "You have exams coming up."
"We'll bring our books with us." Kriye told him.
"Kriye, your only seventeen don't you think you're a little young for road trips?"
"Hold it, weren't you and mom only seventeen when you saved the world. I believe you traveled from country to country with just you and your buddies."
"That was different." Her father said defensively.
"And how's that?"
"Well.well we were SeeDs"
"Mom wasn't."
"Your mother.your mother."-
"Your mother wants to talk to your father alone," said her mom cutting into their argument.
Obeying her mother's request Kriye and Ceila left the office. They were only standing there for five minutes when her mom returned, a huge grin was spread across her face.
"Well you two better get packing," she told them "You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow."
Together Kriye and Ceila let out cries of joy and wrapped Kriye's mom in a great hug.
At that moment Kriye felt a tinge of guilt for betraying her mother's trust, but her current excitement was overpowered by the guilt. They were going to Esthar; she was going away from the garden that had confined her for the past seventeen years. She, for even a brief period of time, was getting away. And at that moment that was all that matter to Kriye.
* * *
"Rave, come in for lunch when you're done with the chocobos!" called his mother from inside the house.
Tying the last chocobo inside the barn house Rave wiped the sweat from his brow and started to make his way back to the house.
His mother had everything set on the table when he came in. Sitting down at the table Rave began to eat his ham sandwich. As he was eating Rave looked around him, his father was in the living room polishing his gunblade.
Rave had spent many nights marveling his father. Rave's dad was a highly charismatic man, he always had this dreamy look on his face as if he was craving for something more. Rave could never understand what that something was, he just knew whatever it was he wanted it too.
His dad was a highly skilled gunblade artist; Rave didn't have to go to one of the gardens to know that. The two of them had spent many nights dueling.
What Rave didn't understand was 'where' did he learn those skills. His father's past was a taboo subject in the Almasy household. Rave's curiosity always craved to know why.
His mother on the other hand Rave knew a great deal more about, although she never told him any of it.
Back at school he used to read about the six garden heroes that saved the world. His very own mother was one of those heroes, but she never talked about it. He learned more about his parent's past from the kids at school then his actual parents.
It was frustrating always being in the dark. It was frustrating working on a god damn chocobo farm day in and day out.
Rave remembered asking his parents a few years ago if he could enlist to one of the gardens, holy Shiva did that cause an uproar. They were so poignant about him not going to garden, they were far more defensive about it then Rave would have ever imagined.
Rave was just plain sick of working on the chocobo farm. He didn't want to be a farmer. Truth was he wasn't sure what he wanted, but it was defiantly something more then this.
Watching his father polish his gunblade filled Rave with a new resolve. Finishing his sandwich Rave walked over to his father. Not even looking up to see who it was his dad asked.
"What's up?"
"Dad, mom too.I have something I want to ask you guys."
His mother upon hearing this joined them in the living room, and sat next to her husband. His dad asked him.
"What do you want to ask us?"
Taking a long deep breath Rave answered. "Well I'm almost eighteen, and I was wondering.well I was wondering."
"Today Rave." His father said impatiently.
"I was wondering if I could go to Galbadia or Esthar, and try to join one of their armies."
Their expressions were almost priceless. Just as he thought they would look, his father was looking furious and his mother worried.
"Why the hell would you want to do something like that?" His father shouted.
"Because I don't want to stay here!" Rave shouted back "I don't want to be some farmer. I want to be something more then that!"
"Why? We have it good here. Why would you want to go where you'll have to start all over?"
"Because I want to. I want my life to be more then this I mean what were you guys doing at my age? For Diablo's sake mom was off saving the world at my age."
"So that's it you want to be a hero. Well let me tell you something Rave being the hero isn't everything it's cracked up to be!"
"Why, you never tell me anything about your past. How would I ever know otherwise?!" Raved yelled at his father then turned to his mom "Do you regret what you did, do you regret saving the world?"
For the first time in the conversation Rave's mother spoke. She had a calm collectiveness to her voice that made Rave, no matter how mad he was, listen.
"Of course I don't regret saving the world Rave, but there was so much more to it then that. We were all kind of shoved into the situation; none of us were ever really given a choice."
"But that's what you guys are doing to me mom. You're not giving me a choice." Rave tried to reason.
"Because you wouldn't know what to do with a choice even if you had one!" His father yelled.
"Oh yeah, tell me this dad. What were you doing when mom was off saving the world? What were you doing that you would never dare talk about with me? What did you do with your choices dad?!"
Now Rave had done it, he had hit the wall. He had never seen his father so upset. He threw his gunblade against the wall, and stormed off cursing loudly as he went. Rave could feel his mother looking at him, not able to look back Rave stormed off.
He hated that his parents hid things from him, he hated that his parents wouldn't let him do anything, most of all he hated himself for not doing anything about it before this point.
That night he gathered his things, and shoved them into a bag. In his closet he grabbed the gunblade that his parents had given him for his twelfth birthday.
Without a note, without a word Rave left the only place he had ever known, and started out for whatever life awaited him.
Two Lost Angels
Forward: I know this is kind of a next generation story, but I tried to put the characters from the game throughout the tale. After all there why were all so fond of Final Fantasy VIII in the first place. I just hope I was able to blend the two together in an interesting and intriguing way. Also many of the chapters in this story I borrowed from song titles of various artists. I was going to do every chapter in honor of a song title, but some chapters my own titles just fit better then any song I could find. This title is from Frankie Perez, I thought it fit perfectly. Thank you to all who read this, I really hope you enjoy the story.
The sun was beaming down strongly on Kriye's tired body. She wanted to close the curtains, but couldn't find the energy to get her body to move. Kriye was a terrible morning person.
From the corner of her room Kriye could hear her roommate scrambling around.
"Ceila, would you please shut the curtains, it's too bright in here."
Ceila gave her an incredulous look. "Good, maybe some sunlight will get your lazy butt out of bed. Please tell me you don't plan to spend our entire week off in bed?"
Kriye threw her pillow at her.
Ceila Dincht had been Kriye's best friend since before she could remember. Her parents were good friends of Kriye's, and the two of them had been just thrown together since they were little kids, not that Kriye ever minded.
Ceila was a good counter part to Kriye. Ceila was much lighter hearted then she was. Kriye had a much easier time being silly when Ceila was around. Ceila was Kriye's best reminder that she was only seventeen, at times that was very difficult for her to remember.
Despite being a bit short Ceila was utterly beautiful. She had long straight sandy brown hair, and pale blue eyes. Kriye always teased her that one day her hair was going to outgrow her height, and honestly her teasing isn't that far from the truth.
Regrettably Kriye got out of bed; she slowly stumbled over to her dresser and began to change. Meanwhile Ceila continued to ask her questions.
"So what are you going to do today Kriye?"
"I'm not sure," she answered "I figure I better visit my parents. I mean I mind as well get this weeks lecture out of the way."
"You don't plan to spend the whole day there do you?"
"I hope not."
"How about we meet back in the quad around noon? I promised Dr. Kowaski that I help her out this morning."
Kriye nodded in agreement. Ceila desperately wanted to be a doctor. She was helping Dr. Kowaski every spare moment that she had. Kriye actually envied Ceila; at least she knew what she wanted to do with her life. That was a hell of a lot more then Kriye could say for herself.
The two of them left their room, and started to leave the dormitories. The halls were deader then usual. This was probably due to the fact that today was their first day of their two week summer break. Most of the student body had left the garden to be with their families.
Since Kriye's family lived right here in the garden she never left during break. Ceila usually stayed back too because she knew how lonely Kriye would get if she didn't, though for Kriye's pride Ceila never said that was her reason.
At the elevator Kriye and Ceila parted. Ceila went straight ahead to the hospital wing while Kriye got into the elevator. Kriye pushed the button for the third floor; she waited for the elevator to start its smooth transition to the top floor, which held the instructor's quarters along with the headmaster's office, which belonged to her father.
Kriye truly dreaded visiting her parents. She loved them dearly, but they drove her nuts. Kriye's mother was almost saintly; Kriye was quite convinced that if her mother wasn't around that her father would push her off the deep end.
It wasn't easy for Kriye growing up with the parents that she had. It wasn't easy growing up in a legends shadow. That's probably why she and Ceila got on so well; both of them had parents that were 'the heroes of the Second Sorceress war." They found it easy to relate to each other.
However, were Uncle Zell was a great guy he wasn't on the same level that Kriye's parents were, at least not under the public's eye.
Kriye's mother was a sorceress, normally a person greatly feared; however, her mom changed the public's view on her. Still there are those out there who would love to have her head on a platter, a horrid thought that Kriye had to face everyday.
Then there was Kriye's father. Squall Leonheart, headmaster of Balamb garden, the hero that saved the world. It was hard for Kriye to consider him the title of 'father,' when he was all those other things.
Her dad was always pressuring her. Kriye had to choose the gunblade as her specialized weapon, Kriye had to take all the advanced classes at garden, and she no matter what above all else had to become a SeeD.
It was hard enough being expected to be all the things that the world expected her to be, let alone her own father.
The elevator stopped at the top floor, and reluctantly Kriye stepped out. She started to slowly walk up to her parent's apartment which was on the far end of the floor. Without knocking she walked into the apartment, and yelled for her parents
"Mom, dad, is anyone home?"
"Were in the living room Kriye," yelled her mother's warm voice.
Kriye shut the door, and walked pass the kitchen into the living room. Her parents were both sitting on the couch. Her mother had her head leaning against her father's shoulder. They both looked up as soon as she entered the room.
"Hey honey," her mom addressed her "Have a good first morning off?"
"It was nice being able to sleep in a bit," She told her mom joining her on the couch. Kriye looked over to her dad who gave her a small smile.
"Best not sleep in too many mornings with your SeeD exam coming up in three weeks."
"Yes dad," Kriye replied dryly as her mother rolled her eyes.
Without a word her dad got up from the couch and went to his bedroom, Kriye assumed he was going to get ready for work. Her mother turned back to Kriye and asked.
"So have you had any breakfast yet?"
"No," Kriye told her "I came right here from my dorm"
"Okay then I'll whip you up some scrambled eggs."
Her mom got up from the couch and moved to the kitchen, Kriye joined her.
"So what's Ceila up to this morning? Off to the hospital wing again?"
Kriye nodded as she helped her mother crack the eggs.
"That girl I swear I've never seen anyone so dedicated, well maybe except your father."
"What about me?" Her dad asked coming out of his bedroom fully uniformed.
"Nothing for you to worry about," Her mom teased as she flopped the scrambled eggs onto a plate.
Kriye had just taken her first bite of the eggs when her father asked.
"So Kriye what are your plans for the rest of the day?"
Kriye swallowed her bite before answering. "Ceila and I are meeting back up in the quad at noon; I'm not sure what we'll do after that."
"Don't you think you should maybe try studying?"
"Squall, it's their first day off let them enjoy that at least."
"The SeeD exam is very important Rinoa, you know that."
"So is one's adolescents Squall, you know that." Her mother replied giving her husband a wink.
Kriye could see her father smile before he turned back to her.
"Well don't forget."
"Like I could even if I wanted to," Kriye said under her breath.
"Well I guess I'm off. I shouldn't be too late tonight."
"You better not be the Kramer's are coming over for dinner."
"Cid would understand."
"But I won't." Her mother said in a tone that was half teasing, half not.
Her dad grinned then gave them each a kiss on the top of the head before leaving.
For the rest of the morning Kriye enjoyed her time alone with her mother. It was rare whenever they got those moments, and Kriye just like to enjoy them whenever they did.
When twelve o'clock rolled around Kriye said goodbye to her mom and made her way towards the quad.
On the bench that they always go to Ceila was waiting. When Kriye walked over to her she was greeted with a huge grin.
"How was the morning with the folks?"
"Everything I expected," Kriye told her with a deep sigh. "How was your morning with Dr. Kowaski?"
"Alright, we spent the morning discussing poisons spread by monsters of the grasslands."
"Sounds riveting," Kriye said sarcastically, she was rewarded with a push from Ceila.
"So what do you want to do today?" Ceila asked her.
"I don't know. I defiantly don't want to stay here."
"You want to go to Balamb then?"
"Not really, I guess I just want to do something different."
"Got anything in mind?" You could tell the idea of doing something different was getting Ceila excited.
"Oh I don't know what if we went to Esthar or something?"
"How the heck would we get to Esthar?"
"We'd take one of the garden vehicles." Now even Kriye was getting excited.
"And what about your parents, they'll never let us go?"
It only took Kriye a second to think about it before it hit her. "We'll tell them that were going to visit your parents. There bound to let me do that."
"What if they find out Kriye, our parents talk a lot? The conversation of us going to visit my parents is going to come up."
"We'll tell them that we'll be back by the end of the week, they hopefully won't talk between now and then. After that if the topic comes up it will be water under the bridge and there really isn't much they can do about it."
Ceila looks at Kriye for a moment before slowly rolling her head. "Alright, but let it be noted that I was the sensible one here. So when we get busted I'll have full right to say I told you so."
Kriye laughs "Fair enough. Now come on let's try to convince my mom first."
As Kriye had expected her mom was totally for the idea.
"Oh I think that's a great idea for you two to visit Zell and Izza."
Both she and Ceila threw each other triumphant looks, but they didn't last when her mom continued to talk.
"Don't get too excited you two we still have to check with your father Kriye."
Following her mother Kriye and Ceila walked down the hall to the headmaster's office.
Whenever Kriye was in this office with her father it was hard to remember that he was just that, her father. There was always a different feeling in this office, it was always so formal. Kriye tried avoiding being in this office as much as possible, but on some occasions, such as today, it couldn't be avoided.
The second that the three of them entered the office her father lifted his head from his papers, he looked at them expectantly. Kriye's mouth had gone dry, it was easy to explain it to her mother, but her dad was always another case. Thank the guardians that her mother took charged and explained.
"Squall, these two want to visit Zell and Izza, they'll be back by the end of the week."
"No," her father said curtly.
"Why not?" The three of them protested at the same time.
"Because," her father argued immediately. "You have exams coming up."
"We'll bring our books with us." Kriye told him.
"Kriye, your only seventeen don't you think you're a little young for road trips?"
"Hold it, weren't you and mom only seventeen when you saved the world. I believe you traveled from country to country with just you and your buddies."
"That was different." Her father said defensively.
"And how's that?"
"Well.well we were SeeDs"
"Mom wasn't."
"Your mother.your mother."-
"Your mother wants to talk to your father alone," said her mom cutting into their argument.
Obeying her mother's request Kriye and Ceila left the office. They were only standing there for five minutes when her mom returned, a huge grin was spread across her face.
"Well you two better get packing," she told them "You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow."
Together Kriye and Ceila let out cries of joy and wrapped Kriye's mom in a great hug.
At that moment Kriye felt a tinge of guilt for betraying her mother's trust, but her current excitement was overpowered by the guilt. They were going to Esthar; she was going away from the garden that had confined her for the past seventeen years. She, for even a brief period of time, was getting away. And at that moment that was all that matter to Kriye.
* * *
"Rave, come in for lunch when you're done with the chocobos!" called his mother from inside the house.
Tying the last chocobo inside the barn house Rave wiped the sweat from his brow and started to make his way back to the house.
His mother had everything set on the table when he came in. Sitting down at the table Rave began to eat his ham sandwich. As he was eating Rave looked around him, his father was in the living room polishing his gunblade.
Rave had spent many nights marveling his father. Rave's dad was a highly charismatic man, he always had this dreamy look on his face as if he was craving for something more. Rave could never understand what that something was, he just knew whatever it was he wanted it too.
His dad was a highly skilled gunblade artist; Rave didn't have to go to one of the gardens to know that. The two of them had spent many nights dueling.
What Rave didn't understand was 'where' did he learn those skills. His father's past was a taboo subject in the Almasy household. Rave's curiosity always craved to know why.
His mother on the other hand Rave knew a great deal more about, although she never told him any of it.
Back at school he used to read about the six garden heroes that saved the world. His very own mother was one of those heroes, but she never talked about it. He learned more about his parent's past from the kids at school then his actual parents.
It was frustrating always being in the dark. It was frustrating working on a god damn chocobo farm day in and day out.
Rave remembered asking his parents a few years ago if he could enlist to one of the gardens, holy Shiva did that cause an uproar. They were so poignant about him not going to garden, they were far more defensive about it then Rave would have ever imagined.
Rave was just plain sick of working on the chocobo farm. He didn't want to be a farmer. Truth was he wasn't sure what he wanted, but it was defiantly something more then this.
Watching his father polish his gunblade filled Rave with a new resolve. Finishing his sandwich Rave walked over to his father. Not even looking up to see who it was his dad asked.
"What's up?"
"Dad, mom too.I have something I want to ask you guys."
His mother upon hearing this joined them in the living room, and sat next to her husband. His dad asked him.
"What do you want to ask us?"
Taking a long deep breath Rave answered. "Well I'm almost eighteen, and I was wondering.well I was wondering."
"Today Rave." His father said impatiently.
"I was wondering if I could go to Galbadia or Esthar, and try to join one of their armies."
Their expressions were almost priceless. Just as he thought they would look, his father was looking furious and his mother worried.
"Why the hell would you want to do something like that?" His father shouted.
"Because I don't want to stay here!" Rave shouted back "I don't want to be some farmer. I want to be something more then that!"
"Why? We have it good here. Why would you want to go where you'll have to start all over?"
"Because I want to. I want my life to be more then this I mean what were you guys doing at my age? For Diablo's sake mom was off saving the world at my age."
"So that's it you want to be a hero. Well let me tell you something Rave being the hero isn't everything it's cracked up to be!"
"Why, you never tell me anything about your past. How would I ever know otherwise?!" Raved yelled at his father then turned to his mom "Do you regret what you did, do you regret saving the world?"
For the first time in the conversation Rave's mother spoke. She had a calm collectiveness to her voice that made Rave, no matter how mad he was, listen.
"Of course I don't regret saving the world Rave, but there was so much more to it then that. We were all kind of shoved into the situation; none of us were ever really given a choice."
"But that's what you guys are doing to me mom. You're not giving me a choice." Rave tried to reason.
"Because you wouldn't know what to do with a choice even if you had one!" His father yelled.
"Oh yeah, tell me this dad. What were you doing when mom was off saving the world? What were you doing that you would never dare talk about with me? What did you do with your choices dad?!"
Now Rave had done it, he had hit the wall. He had never seen his father so upset. He threw his gunblade against the wall, and stormed off cursing loudly as he went. Rave could feel his mother looking at him, not able to look back Rave stormed off.
He hated that his parents hid things from him, he hated that his parents wouldn't let him do anything, most of all he hated himself for not doing anything about it before this point.
That night he gathered his things, and shoved them into a bag. In his closet he grabbed the gunblade that his parents had given him for his twelfth birthday.
Without a note, without a word Rave left the only place he had ever known, and started out for whatever life awaited him.