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Final Fantasy VIII- Shadow of the Sorceress
One thing before this starts, one major thing that differs this from FF VIII's main story is SQUALL does NOT know LAGUNA is his father, alright? Good, I've cleared that up.
Chapter 1- Encounters
It had been six months since the defeat of Ultimecia and the time compression.
So far things had gone well for almost everyone, aside from three people of the heroes who beat Ultimecia. Those three would have been Zell, Seifer and Quistis.
For those it went good for, very good for in fact, would be Squall, Irvin, Rinoa, Selphie, Edea, Cid, and Xu.
Edea had grown closer to everyone after the whole event, and began to learn more about her children who she had lost contact with for so long, aside from Seifer. She lived with Cid, and he was happy as well. Both stayed at Balamb Garden and Cid still played the roll as Headmaster.
Irvin and Selphie where happy together, but at the moment where helping rebuild Trabia. No one had heard much from either of them, they had kept very busy, but they where very happy together. Selphie barely left Irvin's side, and they where both fine with that.
Rinoa and Squall, the love birds, the very dark, antisocial love bird, and the loving angel of a love bird, and it still reflected that now. Squall was his old anti social self, while Rinoa was the loving caring person she always was, however, whenever no one else was around, Squall always opened up to her, he was the only person he'd open smile around.
Now, for the unhappy people, it was not so nice of affairs really.
Zell was almost killed in a hotdog incident not long after the war, and has permanently stopped eating his favorite food, after being clinically dead for 3 minutes after choking to death on one. Following that, Zell tried to ask out the library girl he liked, and she agreed to go out with him, she was killed in a tragic car accident 2 hours after agreeing. He also has recently discovered his real parents are alive, and has had no way to get in contact with them. Both of them seem to be very happy without him based on their profiles, so he feels like a shadow in the painting.
Quistis, she has had it rough for the same reasons as always. She has been unable to regain her instructor's license, and has also fallen out of the loop with all her friends. Quistis also was nearly killed by a group of Ultimecia worshippers who tortured her for days before Squall and Zell found her. She has also been on far too many dangerous missions for Edea and Cid's tastes, but refuses to stop taking missions. Her flare for life seems to be gone. Quistis feels jealous over Squall as well, but has not allowed that aspect to eat away at her life. She does however feel terrible at missed opportunities. The last part of her life that seems to have gone bad is her drinking. Before Quistis would have a glass of wine here and there, now she drinks much stronger liquor to numb the pain of her existence.
Seifer is in a league of shit all his own. He never made it back to Garden, and received no forgiveness from anyone, not even Edea. He wallowed in self pity for two months, but with Fujin and Rajin, started a mercenary unit. The world hates Seifer as well. Women even go as far as to hide their children on the street from him. No one, of any government or even Seed will come after the Knight of the Sorceress. He is considered far too dangerous. He feels very alone, and has had to deal with problem after problem, but he always does. Being so hated has worn away on his life however, and he has become bitterer towards the world. He hates Ultimecia now, as he blames her for all the problems in his life, he had so much more before she came into the picture. He also has a bitter distaste for Rinoa, who he hates for going to Squall, and for being a Sorceress. He now, hates all Sorceresses, some part of his mind has made them all as bad as Ultimecia in his mind, and he blames them almost as much as he blames her.
Seifer had killed well over 100 men who got into his way in the last month, and nothing came across him and his 'posse' with ill intent and left alive. Until now that is.
Seifer was on a mission for a terrorist group that hated Seed, normally Seifer didn't touch Seed, as he knew if he left Seed alone, they'd leave him alone, but the paycheck on this job was just too large. The posse, the actually name of his mercenary unit, was considered second only to Seed, but much worse at defending targets, they where more like a wrecking ball, hire them, and point them in the right direction.
But as Seifer sat in his hotel at Dollet, waiting to eliminate three Seeds that had planted themselves in the organizations midsts, the worst thing that could come into his life did.
On the way to his hotel, people yelled at him to leave town, to kill himself, or do some other unspeakable acts, but no one ever said they would do anything to him, not after what happened last month, it was all over the news, a gunblade can be a very graphic weapon if not used to efficiently kill.
He looked at Fujin a moment.
"Why are we taking this job again?" He asked.
"MONEY" Fujin said. "Yea, after this we can party for like 4 months straight, ya know?" Rajin said with his large smile. "You know guys... have you ever thought we should save our money for once and put it towards something for a secure future?" Seifer asked. Fujin and Rajin both gave him a worried look.
Seifer then broke out into laughter they followed, realizing it was a joke.
"Well, I'm going to the bar, you guys want anything?" Seifer asked. "Nah, we're fine right?" He asked Fujin, who nodded. "FINE," She said. "Ok, well, if you don't find me tonight, you'll know I'm past out in the bar, or outside the bar," Seifer said casually and exited the room.
Drinking had become a great escape for the Ex-Cadet. It always seemed to lighten the mood for him.
He sighed as he continued towards the bar, when he was almost there he found someone in front of the door. They seemed to blend into the shadows.
"Seifer Almasy?" The man asked. "What?" Seifer replied rudely. "Die," The man said and walked out, punching Seifer in the face, sending him 15 feet back and cracking against a brick wall. Seifer got up and couldn't believe he was hit that hard, no person hit that hard, not even Rajin. He drew Hyperion and glared at the figure that calmly walked towards him.
The man was about 6'5, and appeared to be very well build, a very muscular, but athletic build. He wore a dark blue V-neck T-shirt with white trim and while along the sides under the arms, and pair of black leather pants, and a pair of leather boots. Even though it was night he was wearing a pair of sunglasses, and his face aside from the glasses seemed very smooth and well shaped, he was no older then 17. His hair was short and brown, but he had some hair that came down the front. One thing that struck Seifer as odd was he had an odd black and red cloak, that mainly covered his shoulders and arms, and the band that kept the cloak on in the middle looked odd.
"Alright asshole, I just wanted to have a nice fucking drink, now you've gone and FUCKED with MY evening, you obviously know who I am, so your just some dipshit with a death wish," Seifer spat angrily, no one so far had the gall to try anything like this yet.
The man with the straight face then smiled broadly. "Do try and kill me, dying is a lot of fun," He said and started to chuckle, it wasn't what one would call a natural chuckle. It wasn't what someone who was right in the head would chuckle like.
Seifer rushed forward and began to swing Hyperion, moving as deadly and efficiently as ever, only Squall could match him in the art of the gunblade, but this man dodged each swing easily, ducking under and moving to the side of every move.
Seifer at last jumped back and shot a fireball at him. The young man turned and took it in the shoulder, leaving no mark on his cloak and leaped at Seifer before the ex-knight could react. He grabbed Seifer, swung him as hard as he could and whipped him into the side of a moving car. Seifer went through the side door killing the driver, who was crushed by the door and Seifer.
Almasy fell out of the side of the car and struggled to get up. 'I can't believe this freak,' He thought. With the same sick smile on his face the man continued to walk towards him.
"Come on Seifer, I've come along way, the least you could do is put a fight for all my trouble," He said.
Seifer in a rage charged him and with one quick swipe which not even this new man, could dodge, sliced off his right forearm.
The man howled in pain and stepped back looking at the stump that let black blood pour out of it.
"What the hell?" Seifer said in shock, noting it wasn't what blood should look like. The man looked astonished at him arm. "Y-You took off my arm!" He shouted angrily. Seifer smirked and pulled up Hyperion. "That's right, I did, your head is next on the chop list," Seifer stated with renewed confidence, despite the pain that was surging through his back.
"Don't get too confident, watch and see," The young man stated. He looked at his arm and a new one sprouted out, covered with the black blood. He then with one swift motion swung his arm once and the blood splattered against a nearby wall.
"Can we keep going? I'm getting bored," He said. Seifer was now officially shocked.
Before Seifer could even say another word his attacker was upon him with a vicious kick, Seifer hit the ground barely able to move.
"All too easy Seifer," He chuckled and walked over to the downed knight.
"Ultimecia was right, you're nothing but a worthless lap dog," He said as he reached down to pick up Seifer by the hair.
Seifer's eyes shot open, he moved up and stabbed the beast in the stomach, and the pulled out, cut his throat, and stabbed him in the leg. Seifer got to his feet as the creature choked on its own blood and stumped the right leg.
Seifer fell back as the monster fell down gagging another moment, and finally stopped. He let out a sigh of relief, what the hell was this thing. But his victory was short lived. The creature started to stir, and Seifer noted the wounds where disappearing and a new leg had already reground, the things clothing even healed.
He saw a motorcyclist driving past, he took his chance. He used the blunt end of Hyperion and swung his gunblade, taking the man off the already started bike. Seifer jumped on and drove off as fast as he could, just as the monster stood up.
The cloak over his shoulders unfolded into two large bat-like wings. He snarled ravenously and then let off a deafening screech into the air that sounded like a halfway between a bat and a lizard. The wings where powerful and strong obviously able to give him flight. With one hard push they sent him into the air. He scouted the area with his eyes and snarled. He had lost his target.
'You failed,' the voice said in his head. 'Finish him later, you have other things to do,' It said. He looked around confused for one moment. He then took off towards his next target.
Seifer on the other hand was driving towards a very well known location, he was going to go to FP, and there he would take a train to Balamb, because he knew very well that he alone had no chance against something like that. He hated himself for admitting it, but he was too weak to kill that thing by himself, and it obviously had it in for him.
The next morning, Fujin and Rajin found no sign of Seifer anywhere in the city.
At Garden Quistis looked at Edea and Cid, they had called her to their office.
"Quistis please sit down," Matron said with her normal sweat tone. Quistis sat down in her normal professional manner.
"Is there something wrong?" Quistis asked. "We won't lie to you, we are worried because of your behavior," Cid said seriously. "What are you worried about?" Quistis said, her face no looking very seriously. "Rinoa told us you have been drinking an unhealthy amount, and the missions you've been taking, and also how anti social you have become," Edea said.
"With all due respect, I believe that is my life," Quistis said. "And you are possibly endangering your fellow Seeds, Quistis, to be blunt, your being suspended from duty effective immediately," Cid said.
"Excuse me?" Quistis said in a deadly tone. "We don't like to see self destruction," Cid said, Edea was now very quiet. "We will not send you on missions as long as your behavior is like this, and will not allow you to instruct in any capacity as long as you behave like this," Cid added.
Quistis said nothing, all she did was get up, and storm out of the room.
"She'll thank us one day," Cid said to his wife very seriously.
Quistis exited the Garden and walked into Balamb, she checked into the hotel, then exited, and went to the bar. It was getting close to nightfall now, the walk was long, but at this point, she was so angry with Garden that she needed time away anyway, she knew that.
Quistis was very self-aware, she knew that the drinking was going to catch up with her soon, and she knew that she was not doing her best, and was taking too many risks. But she didn't care anymore. Unfortunately, she also realized that, so that is why she refused to argue the point more. Perhaps this would be good for her, and perhaps it would be bad. She just hoped they wouldn't reevaluate her soon, or she might be in trouble.
She had a few glasses of whisky, the bartender wasn't one to question, all he knew is she paid for each glass. A man came over to Quistis's side.
"Hey honey, wanna come home with me?" He asked. "As much as I want to go home with a dead rat," She retorted. "Hey! Do you know who I am?" He spat. Quistis had yet to even look at him.
"No, nor do I care," She said. He reached to grab her but something stopped him.
He heard a growl and looked down at the hand that caught him by the wrist. "Remove yourself," The man said in a low growl. "The lady and I have business," He added. "Find your own girl," The man spat.
Quistis mentally sighed, this was not something she wanted to do. She would break these two idiots up, and then...
She heard a crash as she turned and saw a hole in the wall, the bartender and the others fleeing and a very large male in front of her looking down at her.
"Your aura is strong, who are you?" He asked. "Someone you don't want to know, leave me alone," She said and turned back to her drink. Before she could grab it, he took it and drank it down in one shot.
"Your drink is finished, come with me," He ordered. Quistis wasn't in the mood for a brutish psychopath.
"Go away, this is the last time I'll tell you," She stated. "Or you'll what?" He asked smirking.
She took out Save the Queen and cracked it on his chest. He stumbled back and hissed in pain.
"I'm surprised you're so accurate for being intoxicated," He growled. "I warned you, now go about your business," She ordered. "You are my business," He said bluntly.
Quistis summoned a firia and blasted him out the side of the building. He hit the ground and stood up, his wings fanned out and he roared, the same screech that was heard in Dollet not one night ago was heard.
'What the hell...?' Quistis thought.
Ma Dincht saw the figure standing in the street as Quistis exited to battle him.
'Oh my god, that is one of Zell's friends,' She thought. She rushed inside to contact Garden.
"So you intend to fight me? You actually think you stand a chance?" He asked with a crazed, yet confident smirk on his face, exposing the two fangs that where now long and sharp.
"I don't know who you are, or what you are, but I will fight you, and I won't lose," She said. The world around them grew very dark. He started to growl as he glanced around him.
In the distance, he felt what was happening. His eyes widened with shock and fear. 'No!' He thought. He snarled and glared at her. "You wouldn't! Not here!" He shouted. Quistis had a glow about her. He let off one of his screeches and flew into the air, attempting obviously to dodge whatever was about to come for him.
He stopped in mid air and turned towards the figure in the distance.
"Come and get me Alexander! Show me what you can do!" He shouted, his deep voice echoed over the town.
In the distance Alexander unleashed his massive assault, beams of energy blasted out. The man's face turned to one of shock as they closed in on him and blasted him out of the sky. The night sky was blanketed with light from the blast for a moment.
Quistis sighed and was about to head for her hotel when the figure landed in front of her, his body was torn, bleeding and burnt. "You BITCH!" He snarled. His clothing healed over and a moment later he looked fine. "My tuuuurn," He said with a crazed tone.
He started to chant as two glowing purple orbs appeared and launched at Quistis, she moved out of the way of the first, it went right past her and destroyed the rental car depot. The other she barely got to the side of and destroyed a boat.
She glared at him as he chuckled darkly. "Come on now, don't tell me that's all you'll put up with, the man last night was much more amusing, tell me, will you run like that worthless lap dog?" He asked.
'Lap dog? Does he mean Seifer?' She thought.
Just then lightning cracked down from above and hit the figure, he howled in pain as it exploded around him.
Zell jumped off a roof top and landed behind Quistis. "Zell?" She asked. "Yea Quistis, everyone was worried, apparently we had a reason to be," Zell said. "Squall and..." Quistis asked. "Are right here," Squall said appearing behind the small crater in the street where the creature had been.
"Where'd he go?" Zell said looking for the monster. A figure grabbed him from behind and tossed him through a wall.
"Little punk! Do you have any idea how much that stings?!" He shouted angrily. Squall sliced off his right wing with a gunblade strike and it fell to the ground. He snarled and a new wing grew out. He punched Squall through a car and the Commander lay there barely moving.
"None of you are any fun," He spat as he walked towards Squall. Squall jumped to his feet and sliced the creature done the front. He fell over and got back up, already healed.
"Seifer taught you that trick?" He snapped. Firia hit him in the back and he spun around to see Quistis. "Oh that's right, I forgot about..." He froze when he saw Rinoa.
"You," He whispered in shock stepping back growling.
He looked almost nervous over Rinoa.
'Kill her,' The voice said in his mind. 'No, I can't, I don't think that I can,' He argued. 'Don't think you idiot, just DO IT,' The voice shouted.
He poised himself to attack Rinoa and Rinoa alone when a shot rang through the street. His left arm exploded and he screeched in pain.
A man standing down the street holding a high powered rifle, the Exeter, stood there.
The creature to everyone's surprise started to grin. "You, I thought I got rid of you before," He said with a devious smile as his arm sprouted out, the black blood dripping from the limb.
"Irv... who the hell are you?" Zell asked. "Shut up, step away from that THING before it comes any closer to Quistis," He said, the gun locked on the creature who was now chuckling.
Squall and the others never saw regeneration like this before, they slowly moved away from the monster.
"Drake, get out of here now," The new stranger ordered. "Make me piss ant, you could never touch me, and you know it," Said 'Drake' as he stepped forward, his wings fanning out to make himself look more intimidating.
"Scare tactics won't work, and you know as well as I do that with Rinoa here you won't be able to do shit," The man said.
He was wearing a long coat and had a pair of black denim jeans on, with black body armor on. His deep red hair was cut short and his blue purple eyes glimmered in the moonlight.
Drake snarled again and stepped back. "Now get the hell out of here, I fucking mean it Drake," The stranger shouted. He fired the gun and the bullet shot past Drake's head, but clipped his glasses. Two green eyes glared at him and his wings spread out again.
They flapped as hard as they could and debris went down the street behind him, but it propelled him soaring into the air. He stayed it one place, his wings continuing to keep him afloat.
"Fine, but just remember, I'll be back," He stated darkly. With that, like a rocket he shot off into the night sky.
The man let out a sigh of relief and fell back against a wall breathing heavily.
"Thank Hyne," He muttered.
"What the HELL was that thing?" Zell demanded. "Who," The man corrected him. "And his name is Drake, that's all you need to know about his history" He added.
"Who the hell are you?" Squall asked his gunblade ready as he stared down at him.
"Name's Ian, pleasure to meet you," He said nodding his head forward. "Well Ian, we have questions," Quistis said. "Of course," He said letting his head fall back. "Wasn't s'posed to be this way," He muttered. "What wasn't?" Quistis demanded.
"He's trying to change the way it goes," Ian said, as if talking to himself. "Maybe he has, maybe..." He was cut off.
"CHANGE WHAT?" Zell shouted.
Ian looked at the four and nodded again.
"That man, is here for someone with a strong spirit and magical ability, so he can finally be free of his insanity," Ian explained. "He doesn't realize that her voice will follow him even after he gets her what she wants," Ian added.
"Who is she?" Rinoa asked. Ian shakily pulled out a cigarette and placed it in his mouth. He pulled out his light and lit it and then took a long drag on it. He let the smoke fill his lungs and then exhaled before he finally gave them the answer.
"Ultimecia," He almost whispered with fear.
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First chapter has a lot of action I know, but it'll be much less on average after this, this is mainly to set up the story.
If you want me to continue, review, if not, the story may die, I don't like writing without some input at the very least.
Irvine and Selphie will be involved in this as well. But the top three in this priority will be the main characters-
1. Quistis / Seifer 3. Squall / Zell / Rinoa 4. Irvin / Selphie
Ian and the other OC Drake I do not count on that list, just because, I like OCs, just not Mary Sues, one is a badguy so I don't really county him as a MS, and the other I hope will get spotlight, but not too much.
By the way, Time Travel is a major factor in this. A lot of the story does focus on Drake, but he isn't the protagonist, he is a baddie and I will not stress that enough, if someone thinks he's turning into too much of a good guy, tell me in a review and I'll review his behavior. He will have a few good spots, but nothing substantial.
BTW, the pairings will be...
Seifer/Quistis Squall/Rinoa Selphie/Irvin Zell/?
Those are them, but Romance is not the total focus of this story, it is action in nature.
Final Fantasy VIII- Shadow of the Sorceress
One thing before this starts, one major thing that differs this from FF VIII's main story is SQUALL does NOT know LAGUNA is his father, alright? Good, I've cleared that up.
Chapter 1- Encounters
It had been six months since the defeat of Ultimecia and the time compression.
So far things had gone well for almost everyone, aside from three people of the heroes who beat Ultimecia. Those three would have been Zell, Seifer and Quistis.
For those it went good for, very good for in fact, would be Squall, Irvin, Rinoa, Selphie, Edea, Cid, and Xu.
Edea had grown closer to everyone after the whole event, and began to learn more about her children who she had lost contact with for so long, aside from Seifer. She lived with Cid, and he was happy as well. Both stayed at Balamb Garden and Cid still played the roll as Headmaster.
Irvin and Selphie where happy together, but at the moment where helping rebuild Trabia. No one had heard much from either of them, they had kept very busy, but they where very happy together. Selphie barely left Irvin's side, and they where both fine with that.
Rinoa and Squall, the love birds, the very dark, antisocial love bird, and the loving angel of a love bird, and it still reflected that now. Squall was his old anti social self, while Rinoa was the loving caring person she always was, however, whenever no one else was around, Squall always opened up to her, he was the only person he'd open smile around.
Now, for the unhappy people, it was not so nice of affairs really.
Zell was almost killed in a hotdog incident not long after the war, and has permanently stopped eating his favorite food, after being clinically dead for 3 minutes after choking to death on one. Following that, Zell tried to ask out the library girl he liked, and she agreed to go out with him, she was killed in a tragic car accident 2 hours after agreeing. He also has recently discovered his real parents are alive, and has had no way to get in contact with them. Both of them seem to be very happy without him based on their profiles, so he feels like a shadow in the painting.
Quistis, she has had it rough for the same reasons as always. She has been unable to regain her instructor's license, and has also fallen out of the loop with all her friends. Quistis also was nearly killed by a group of Ultimecia worshippers who tortured her for days before Squall and Zell found her. She has also been on far too many dangerous missions for Edea and Cid's tastes, but refuses to stop taking missions. Her flare for life seems to be gone. Quistis feels jealous over Squall as well, but has not allowed that aspect to eat away at her life. She does however feel terrible at missed opportunities. The last part of her life that seems to have gone bad is her drinking. Before Quistis would have a glass of wine here and there, now she drinks much stronger liquor to numb the pain of her existence.
Seifer is in a league of shit all his own. He never made it back to Garden, and received no forgiveness from anyone, not even Edea. He wallowed in self pity for two months, but with Fujin and Rajin, started a mercenary unit. The world hates Seifer as well. Women even go as far as to hide their children on the street from him. No one, of any government or even Seed will come after the Knight of the Sorceress. He is considered far too dangerous. He feels very alone, and has had to deal with problem after problem, but he always does. Being so hated has worn away on his life however, and he has become bitterer towards the world. He hates Ultimecia now, as he blames her for all the problems in his life, he had so much more before she came into the picture. He also has a bitter distaste for Rinoa, who he hates for going to Squall, and for being a Sorceress. He now, hates all Sorceresses, some part of his mind has made them all as bad as Ultimecia in his mind, and he blames them almost as much as he blames her.
Seifer had killed well over 100 men who got into his way in the last month, and nothing came across him and his 'posse' with ill intent and left alive. Until now that is.
Seifer was on a mission for a terrorist group that hated Seed, normally Seifer didn't touch Seed, as he knew if he left Seed alone, they'd leave him alone, but the paycheck on this job was just too large. The posse, the actually name of his mercenary unit, was considered second only to Seed, but much worse at defending targets, they where more like a wrecking ball, hire them, and point them in the right direction.
But as Seifer sat in his hotel at Dollet, waiting to eliminate three Seeds that had planted themselves in the organizations midsts, the worst thing that could come into his life did.
On the way to his hotel, people yelled at him to leave town, to kill himself, or do some other unspeakable acts, but no one ever said they would do anything to him, not after what happened last month, it was all over the news, a gunblade can be a very graphic weapon if not used to efficiently kill.
He looked at Fujin a moment.
"Why are we taking this job again?" He asked.
"MONEY" Fujin said. "Yea, after this we can party for like 4 months straight, ya know?" Rajin said with his large smile. "You know guys... have you ever thought we should save our money for once and put it towards something for a secure future?" Seifer asked. Fujin and Rajin both gave him a worried look.
Seifer then broke out into laughter they followed, realizing it was a joke.
"Well, I'm going to the bar, you guys want anything?" Seifer asked. "Nah, we're fine right?" He asked Fujin, who nodded. "FINE," She said. "Ok, well, if you don't find me tonight, you'll know I'm past out in the bar, or outside the bar," Seifer said casually and exited the room.
Drinking had become a great escape for the Ex-Cadet. It always seemed to lighten the mood for him.
He sighed as he continued towards the bar, when he was almost there he found someone in front of the door. They seemed to blend into the shadows.
"Seifer Almasy?" The man asked. "What?" Seifer replied rudely. "Die," The man said and walked out, punching Seifer in the face, sending him 15 feet back and cracking against a brick wall. Seifer got up and couldn't believe he was hit that hard, no person hit that hard, not even Rajin. He drew Hyperion and glared at the figure that calmly walked towards him.
The man was about 6'5, and appeared to be very well build, a very muscular, but athletic build. He wore a dark blue V-neck T-shirt with white trim and while along the sides under the arms, and pair of black leather pants, and a pair of leather boots. Even though it was night he was wearing a pair of sunglasses, and his face aside from the glasses seemed very smooth and well shaped, he was no older then 17. His hair was short and brown, but he had some hair that came down the front. One thing that struck Seifer as odd was he had an odd black and red cloak, that mainly covered his shoulders and arms, and the band that kept the cloak on in the middle looked odd.
"Alright asshole, I just wanted to have a nice fucking drink, now you've gone and FUCKED with MY evening, you obviously know who I am, so your just some dipshit with a death wish," Seifer spat angrily, no one so far had the gall to try anything like this yet.
The man with the straight face then smiled broadly. "Do try and kill me, dying is a lot of fun," He said and started to chuckle, it wasn't what one would call a natural chuckle. It wasn't what someone who was right in the head would chuckle like.
Seifer rushed forward and began to swing Hyperion, moving as deadly and efficiently as ever, only Squall could match him in the art of the gunblade, but this man dodged each swing easily, ducking under and moving to the side of every move.
Seifer at last jumped back and shot a fireball at him. The young man turned and took it in the shoulder, leaving no mark on his cloak and leaped at Seifer before the ex-knight could react. He grabbed Seifer, swung him as hard as he could and whipped him into the side of a moving car. Seifer went through the side door killing the driver, who was crushed by the door and Seifer.
Almasy fell out of the side of the car and struggled to get up. 'I can't believe this freak,' He thought. With the same sick smile on his face the man continued to walk towards him.
"Come on Seifer, I've come along way, the least you could do is put a fight for all my trouble," He said.
Seifer in a rage charged him and with one quick swipe which not even this new man, could dodge, sliced off his right forearm.
The man howled in pain and stepped back looking at the stump that let black blood pour out of it.
"What the hell?" Seifer said in shock, noting it wasn't what blood should look like. The man looked astonished at him arm. "Y-You took off my arm!" He shouted angrily. Seifer smirked and pulled up Hyperion. "That's right, I did, your head is next on the chop list," Seifer stated with renewed confidence, despite the pain that was surging through his back.
"Don't get too confident, watch and see," The young man stated. He looked at his arm and a new one sprouted out, covered with the black blood. He then with one swift motion swung his arm once and the blood splattered against a nearby wall.
"Can we keep going? I'm getting bored," He said. Seifer was now officially shocked.
Before Seifer could even say another word his attacker was upon him with a vicious kick, Seifer hit the ground barely able to move.
"All too easy Seifer," He chuckled and walked over to the downed knight.
"Ultimecia was right, you're nothing but a worthless lap dog," He said as he reached down to pick up Seifer by the hair.
Seifer's eyes shot open, he moved up and stabbed the beast in the stomach, and the pulled out, cut his throat, and stabbed him in the leg. Seifer got to his feet as the creature choked on its own blood and stumped the right leg.
Seifer fell back as the monster fell down gagging another moment, and finally stopped. He let out a sigh of relief, what the hell was this thing. But his victory was short lived. The creature started to stir, and Seifer noted the wounds where disappearing and a new leg had already reground, the things clothing even healed.
He saw a motorcyclist driving past, he took his chance. He used the blunt end of Hyperion and swung his gunblade, taking the man off the already started bike. Seifer jumped on and drove off as fast as he could, just as the monster stood up.
The cloak over his shoulders unfolded into two large bat-like wings. He snarled ravenously and then let off a deafening screech into the air that sounded like a halfway between a bat and a lizard. The wings where powerful and strong obviously able to give him flight. With one hard push they sent him into the air. He scouted the area with his eyes and snarled. He had lost his target.
'You failed,' the voice said in his head. 'Finish him later, you have other things to do,' It said. He looked around confused for one moment. He then took off towards his next target.
Seifer on the other hand was driving towards a very well known location, he was going to go to FP, and there he would take a train to Balamb, because he knew very well that he alone had no chance against something like that. He hated himself for admitting it, but he was too weak to kill that thing by himself, and it obviously had it in for him.
The next morning, Fujin and Rajin found no sign of Seifer anywhere in the city.
At Garden Quistis looked at Edea and Cid, they had called her to their office.
"Quistis please sit down," Matron said with her normal sweat tone. Quistis sat down in her normal professional manner.
"Is there something wrong?" Quistis asked. "We won't lie to you, we are worried because of your behavior," Cid said seriously. "What are you worried about?" Quistis said, her face no looking very seriously. "Rinoa told us you have been drinking an unhealthy amount, and the missions you've been taking, and also how anti social you have become," Edea said.
"With all due respect, I believe that is my life," Quistis said. "And you are possibly endangering your fellow Seeds, Quistis, to be blunt, your being suspended from duty effective immediately," Cid said.
"Excuse me?" Quistis said in a deadly tone. "We don't like to see self destruction," Cid said, Edea was now very quiet. "We will not send you on missions as long as your behavior is like this, and will not allow you to instruct in any capacity as long as you behave like this," Cid added.
Quistis said nothing, all she did was get up, and storm out of the room.
"She'll thank us one day," Cid said to his wife very seriously.
Quistis exited the Garden and walked into Balamb, she checked into the hotel, then exited, and went to the bar. It was getting close to nightfall now, the walk was long, but at this point, she was so angry with Garden that she needed time away anyway, she knew that.
Quistis was very self-aware, she knew that the drinking was going to catch up with her soon, and she knew that she was not doing her best, and was taking too many risks. But she didn't care anymore. Unfortunately, she also realized that, so that is why she refused to argue the point more. Perhaps this would be good for her, and perhaps it would be bad. She just hoped they wouldn't reevaluate her soon, or she might be in trouble.
She had a few glasses of whisky, the bartender wasn't one to question, all he knew is she paid for each glass. A man came over to Quistis's side.
"Hey honey, wanna come home with me?" He asked. "As much as I want to go home with a dead rat," She retorted. "Hey! Do you know who I am?" He spat. Quistis had yet to even look at him.
"No, nor do I care," She said. He reached to grab her but something stopped him.
He heard a growl and looked down at the hand that caught him by the wrist. "Remove yourself," The man said in a low growl. "The lady and I have business," He added. "Find your own girl," The man spat.
Quistis mentally sighed, this was not something she wanted to do. She would break these two idiots up, and then...
She heard a crash as she turned and saw a hole in the wall, the bartender and the others fleeing and a very large male in front of her looking down at her.
"Your aura is strong, who are you?" He asked. "Someone you don't want to know, leave me alone," She said and turned back to her drink. Before she could grab it, he took it and drank it down in one shot.
"Your drink is finished, come with me," He ordered. Quistis wasn't in the mood for a brutish psychopath.
"Go away, this is the last time I'll tell you," She stated. "Or you'll what?" He asked smirking.
She took out Save the Queen and cracked it on his chest. He stumbled back and hissed in pain.
"I'm surprised you're so accurate for being intoxicated," He growled. "I warned you, now go about your business," She ordered. "You are my business," He said bluntly.
Quistis summoned a firia and blasted him out the side of the building. He hit the ground and stood up, his wings fanned out and he roared, the same screech that was heard in Dollet not one night ago was heard.
'What the hell...?' Quistis thought.
Ma Dincht saw the figure standing in the street as Quistis exited to battle him.
'Oh my god, that is one of Zell's friends,' She thought. She rushed inside to contact Garden.
"So you intend to fight me? You actually think you stand a chance?" He asked with a crazed, yet confident smirk on his face, exposing the two fangs that where now long and sharp.
"I don't know who you are, or what you are, but I will fight you, and I won't lose," She said. The world around them grew very dark. He started to growl as he glanced around him.
In the distance, he felt what was happening. His eyes widened with shock and fear. 'No!' He thought. He snarled and glared at her. "You wouldn't! Not here!" He shouted. Quistis had a glow about her. He let off one of his screeches and flew into the air, attempting obviously to dodge whatever was about to come for him.
He stopped in mid air and turned towards the figure in the distance.
"Come and get me Alexander! Show me what you can do!" He shouted, his deep voice echoed over the town.
In the distance Alexander unleashed his massive assault, beams of energy blasted out. The man's face turned to one of shock as they closed in on him and blasted him out of the sky. The night sky was blanketed with light from the blast for a moment.
Quistis sighed and was about to head for her hotel when the figure landed in front of her, his body was torn, bleeding and burnt. "You BITCH!" He snarled. His clothing healed over and a moment later he looked fine. "My tuuuurn," He said with a crazed tone.
He started to chant as two glowing purple orbs appeared and launched at Quistis, she moved out of the way of the first, it went right past her and destroyed the rental car depot. The other she barely got to the side of and destroyed a boat.
She glared at him as he chuckled darkly. "Come on now, don't tell me that's all you'll put up with, the man last night was much more amusing, tell me, will you run like that worthless lap dog?" He asked.
'Lap dog? Does he mean Seifer?' She thought.
Just then lightning cracked down from above and hit the figure, he howled in pain as it exploded around him.
Zell jumped off a roof top and landed behind Quistis. "Zell?" She asked. "Yea Quistis, everyone was worried, apparently we had a reason to be," Zell said. "Squall and..." Quistis asked. "Are right here," Squall said appearing behind the small crater in the street where the creature had been.
"Where'd he go?" Zell said looking for the monster. A figure grabbed him from behind and tossed him through a wall.
"Little punk! Do you have any idea how much that stings?!" He shouted angrily. Squall sliced off his right wing with a gunblade strike and it fell to the ground. He snarled and a new wing grew out. He punched Squall through a car and the Commander lay there barely moving.
"None of you are any fun," He spat as he walked towards Squall. Squall jumped to his feet and sliced the creature done the front. He fell over and got back up, already healed.
"Seifer taught you that trick?" He snapped. Firia hit him in the back and he spun around to see Quistis. "Oh that's right, I forgot about..." He froze when he saw Rinoa.
"You," He whispered in shock stepping back growling.
He looked almost nervous over Rinoa.
'Kill her,' The voice said in his mind. 'No, I can't, I don't think that I can,' He argued. 'Don't think you idiot, just DO IT,' The voice shouted.
He poised himself to attack Rinoa and Rinoa alone when a shot rang through the street. His left arm exploded and he screeched in pain.
A man standing down the street holding a high powered rifle, the Exeter, stood there.
The creature to everyone's surprise started to grin. "You, I thought I got rid of you before," He said with a devious smile as his arm sprouted out, the black blood dripping from the limb.
"Irv... who the hell are you?" Zell asked. "Shut up, step away from that THING before it comes any closer to Quistis," He said, the gun locked on the creature who was now chuckling.
Squall and the others never saw regeneration like this before, they slowly moved away from the monster.
"Drake, get out of here now," The new stranger ordered. "Make me piss ant, you could never touch me, and you know it," Said 'Drake' as he stepped forward, his wings fanning out to make himself look more intimidating.
"Scare tactics won't work, and you know as well as I do that with Rinoa here you won't be able to do shit," The man said.
He was wearing a long coat and had a pair of black denim jeans on, with black body armor on. His deep red hair was cut short and his blue purple eyes glimmered in the moonlight.
Drake snarled again and stepped back. "Now get the hell out of here, I fucking mean it Drake," The stranger shouted. He fired the gun and the bullet shot past Drake's head, but clipped his glasses. Two green eyes glared at him and his wings spread out again.
They flapped as hard as they could and debris went down the street behind him, but it propelled him soaring into the air. He stayed it one place, his wings continuing to keep him afloat.
"Fine, but just remember, I'll be back," He stated darkly. With that, like a rocket he shot off into the night sky.
The man let out a sigh of relief and fell back against a wall breathing heavily.
"Thank Hyne," He muttered.
"What the HELL was that thing?" Zell demanded. "Who," The man corrected him. "And his name is Drake, that's all you need to know about his history" He added.
"Who the hell are you?" Squall asked his gunblade ready as he stared down at him.
"Name's Ian, pleasure to meet you," He said nodding his head forward. "Well Ian, we have questions," Quistis said. "Of course," He said letting his head fall back. "Wasn't s'posed to be this way," He muttered. "What wasn't?" Quistis demanded.
"He's trying to change the way it goes," Ian said, as if talking to himself. "Maybe he has, maybe..." He was cut off.
"CHANGE WHAT?" Zell shouted.
Ian looked at the four and nodded again.
"That man, is here for someone with a strong spirit and magical ability, so he can finally be free of his insanity," Ian explained. "He doesn't realize that her voice will follow him even after he gets her what she wants," Ian added.
"Who is she?" Rinoa asked. Ian shakily pulled out a cigarette and placed it in his mouth. He pulled out his light and lit it and then took a long drag on it. He let the smoke fill his lungs and then exhaled before he finally gave them the answer.
"Ultimecia," He almost whispered with fear.
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First chapter has a lot of action I know, but it'll be much less on average after this, this is mainly to set up the story.
If you want me to continue, review, if not, the story may die, I don't like writing without some input at the very least.
Irvine and Selphie will be involved in this as well. But the top three in this priority will be the main characters-
1. Quistis / Seifer 3. Squall / Zell / Rinoa 4. Irvin / Selphie
Ian and the other OC Drake I do not count on that list, just because, I like OCs, just not Mary Sues, one is a badguy so I don't really county him as a MS, and the other I hope will get spotlight, but not too much.
By the way, Time Travel is a major factor in this. A lot of the story does focus on Drake, but he isn't the protagonist, he is a baddie and I will not stress that enough, if someone thinks he's turning into too much of a good guy, tell me in a review and I'll review his behavior. He will have a few good spots, but nothing substantial.
BTW, the pairings will be...
Seifer/Quistis Squall/Rinoa Selphie/Irvin Zell/?
Those are them, but Romance is not the total focus of this story, it is action in nature.