Silent Screams
A/N: Ok, now that I got past a difficult chapter to write, I'll be able to update quicker! Square owns all 'cept my boys! Now, it's time for the extra long and extra mushy chapter that I owe!
Chapter Seven
After going through several battles, the two lone warriors strode carefully to the steps. Memories flooded Seifer's head, remembering the last time he had come here. He looked at Quistis, wondering if she remembered too.
"Seifer?" she asked softly, looking up at the large machine shooting down at the ground. He looked at her looking. "Does that machine look familiar?"
Seifer looked up in the sky, gazing at the machine. It was the same machine that had almost killed Squall. He took a sharp breath, mumbling out, "Yes."
She sighed softly, grasping the cool metal gate and swinging it open. The last time she was here, she was with Seifer, trying to stop him from causing a wreck. She walked up the metal steps, her heels clicking on the metal. She sighed softly, shaking her head. She quickly began running up them, hearing Seifer close behind her.
When they finally reached the top on the long catwalk, the two slowed down. No enemies were near here; Seifer knew something was up about this machine. "Quis?" he called out. She turned to look at him, seeing the passion grow in his eyes. This is what he had always dreamt to do. "Be careful, ok?"
She smiled softly at him. "It's me you're talking to. I killed this thing before, I can do it again." Seifer shrugged and walked past her, his long coat flying behind him. It was just like before...
... "Seifer! Don't you dare try and do this on your own!" Quistis called out to him. He turned and looked at her, giving her a sly look.
"Hey, Puberty Boy can't handle this. I can! You know I can, Quistis!" With those words, Seifer darted up the steps. His boots clicked on the metal and Quistis' heels soon clicked right behind him.
They both stopped on the catwalk; Quistis drew out her whip and stared at him. "Seifer, this is an order! You're a cadet, not a SeeD! You were not given this mission! Now, I order you to stop!"
Seifer turned around, staring deep into her eyes. "Quistis, this is my chance! No one is going to take away this chance!" Seifer turned back around, rushing towards the TV station.
"Seifer!" she called out...
... "Quistis!" she heard him call out. She shook her head from the daze, staring at a large machine soaring down at her. Her eyes bulged out in front of her as she threw herself past where the machine was landing. It landed with a hard thud on the barely fitting catwalk. "Quistis! Get over here, that catwalk is going to give out!" Quistis looked up to see Seifer almost in the TV station. She took a breath, and stood up, feeling metal clasp onto her torso.
"Ah!" she screamed out. She wriggled and twisted, feeling the metal clasp onto her.
"Quistis!" she heard a familiar voice call out. She opened her eyes, pushing her hair away from her eyes seeing Seifer charge at the machine. She turned to look at it, only to see Squall jumping over top of the machine.
At the same time, the two men hit the machine with their gunblades. The two glared softly at each other, only to turn their attention back to saving Quistis. "You have any spells on you?" Squall called out over to Seifer.
"No, and this bridge is going to give out at any minute!" Seifer called back. Quistis was amazed; for the first time in years, the two were working together. Again, Quistis wriggled in between the claws.
Thinking hard, Quistis was trying to figure out how to release herself. "Squall! Do you remember," she paused to take a needed breath, "how you beat this thing before?"
Squall stood there, his Lionheart aimed and ready. "You killed it, Quistis! Not me!"
"No shit, Einstein!" Seifer called out after him. "She means when it broke down!"
Squall turned and looked at Seifer, glaring softly. "If you turned in Quistis instead of whisking her away, this wouldn't be happening!"
"Idiots...," Quistis mumbled out. She wriggled once more, freeing another arm. She thought carefully, preparing to take a heavy blow. "Thundaga!" she called out.
"No!" Seifer and Squall both shouted. The lightning bolts struck the machine, sending electrical wave after electrical wave through the mechanism. Not only did it bring down the life points of the machine, but effected Quistis as well.
"Squall, we have to save her!" Seifer shouted over to Squall. They heard the bridge creak some, giving them few minutes to release Quistis.
Squall took a deep breath. "You start attacking him with all you got, Seifer! I'm going to heal Quistis and try to cut off that arm."
Quistis was now limp in the arm of death. Her eyes were barely open, but enough to see the two working together. She saw Seifer coming at the machine, slicing at it. She then felt the cool blue aura of Curaga. She slowly got up, only to feel the machine tighten its grasp. "You need to shoot at it!" she called out.
Seifer nodded, pulling a clip from his jacket pocket. He filled up the magazine and clicked the safety of the gun. He waited for Squall to make his move, who sliced at the arm, then charged for the enemy again. Right when he sliced at the machine, he clicked his gun. The machine rattled and broke down, releasing its grip from Quistis some. She squirmed more, but to no avail she wasn't able to free herself. The bridge creaked again, and the boys had seconds to free her. Both raced towards her, grasping at the claw and pulling at it. Quistis squirmed more, feeling the machine's life coming. "Seifer! Help me cut the arm!"
Seifer nodded, pulling his gunblade quickly out and hacking at the arm. Quistis thought quickly, feeling the bridge creak and groan underneath them. "Get away from me you two! Run off the bridge!" She cracked her whip at them, causing the two to stare blindly at her. Again she cracked her whip. "Go!"
Seifer grasped Squall's arm, pulling him away from the body of the machine. The bridge began to creak again and the two leapt off the catwalk onto the platform. They both looked at Quistis who suddenly crashed down with the machine. "Quistis!" Squall screamed out.
"Shit!" Seifer rushed over to where the bridge now ended, staring down at the swinging Quistis. She was dangling by her whip, her torso cut up and blood gushing out. With her free hand she held the cut, while she dangled by the other. "Squall! You have to help me get her up!"
Squall darted over to where Seifer was, reaching down towards her. "Seifer, grab my feet!" Seifer nodded and grasped onto Squall's feet. He slowly pushed him off the edge, grasping on tight to him.
Squall looked down at Quistis, seeing the pain and defeat in her eyes. "Trust me, please."
Tears flew down her face. "Squall...I'm so scared..."
"You have to trust me. I won't let you go, no matter what!" He pushed himself further down. "Seifer can't hold out much longer."
"I'm so glad I lived to see you two," she sniffled, "working together..."
"Quistis, stop talking like that!" Squall shouted. "Just, please, grab my hand..."
Quistis nodded, pulling her bloodied hand up to the whip. "Squall...," she whispered out. She pulled her clean hand away from the whip reaching slowly up to Squall. Seifer grunted in the background, grasping tighter onto Squall's feet. "I'm...so sorry...Tell Seifer that..."
"What? Stop it! You are NOT dying on me!" Squall quickly grasped her hand with both his and slowly pulled her up. "Seifer, I got her!" Slowly, they began to rise up. "I...lo..."
A death-defying scream echoed throughout the city as Quistis' hand slipped away from Squall's. Her blonde hair pushed past her face flying up towards the heavens. Squall's body was lifted up onto the catwalk, his and Seifer's eyes staring down at the flying Quistis.
A/N: MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I am so evil...Just as a little hint...she does NOT, I repeat, NOT die...
A/N: Ok, now that I got past a difficult chapter to write, I'll be able to update quicker! Square owns all 'cept my boys! Now, it's time for the extra long and extra mushy chapter that I owe!
Chapter Seven
After going through several battles, the two lone warriors strode carefully to the steps. Memories flooded Seifer's head, remembering the last time he had come here. He looked at Quistis, wondering if she remembered too.
"Seifer?" she asked softly, looking up at the large machine shooting down at the ground. He looked at her looking. "Does that machine look familiar?"
Seifer looked up in the sky, gazing at the machine. It was the same machine that had almost killed Squall. He took a sharp breath, mumbling out, "Yes."
She sighed softly, grasping the cool metal gate and swinging it open. The last time she was here, she was with Seifer, trying to stop him from causing a wreck. She walked up the metal steps, her heels clicking on the metal. She sighed softly, shaking her head. She quickly began running up them, hearing Seifer close behind her.
When they finally reached the top on the long catwalk, the two slowed down. No enemies were near here; Seifer knew something was up about this machine. "Quis?" he called out. She turned to look at him, seeing the passion grow in his eyes. This is what he had always dreamt to do. "Be careful, ok?"
She smiled softly at him. "It's me you're talking to. I killed this thing before, I can do it again." Seifer shrugged and walked past her, his long coat flying behind him. It was just like before...
... "Seifer! Don't you dare try and do this on your own!" Quistis called out to him. He turned and looked at her, giving her a sly look.
"Hey, Puberty Boy can't handle this. I can! You know I can, Quistis!" With those words, Seifer darted up the steps. His boots clicked on the metal and Quistis' heels soon clicked right behind him.
They both stopped on the catwalk; Quistis drew out her whip and stared at him. "Seifer, this is an order! You're a cadet, not a SeeD! You were not given this mission! Now, I order you to stop!"
Seifer turned around, staring deep into her eyes. "Quistis, this is my chance! No one is going to take away this chance!" Seifer turned back around, rushing towards the TV station.
"Seifer!" she called out...
... "Quistis!" she heard him call out. She shook her head from the daze, staring at a large machine soaring down at her. Her eyes bulged out in front of her as she threw herself past where the machine was landing. It landed with a hard thud on the barely fitting catwalk. "Quistis! Get over here, that catwalk is going to give out!" Quistis looked up to see Seifer almost in the TV station. She took a breath, and stood up, feeling metal clasp onto her torso.
"Ah!" she screamed out. She wriggled and twisted, feeling the metal clasp onto her.
"Quistis!" she heard a familiar voice call out. She opened her eyes, pushing her hair away from her eyes seeing Seifer charge at the machine. She turned to look at it, only to see Squall jumping over top of the machine.
At the same time, the two men hit the machine with their gunblades. The two glared softly at each other, only to turn their attention back to saving Quistis. "You have any spells on you?" Squall called out over to Seifer.
"No, and this bridge is going to give out at any minute!" Seifer called back. Quistis was amazed; for the first time in years, the two were working together. Again, Quistis wriggled in between the claws.
Thinking hard, Quistis was trying to figure out how to release herself. "Squall! Do you remember," she paused to take a needed breath, "how you beat this thing before?"
Squall stood there, his Lionheart aimed and ready. "You killed it, Quistis! Not me!"
"No shit, Einstein!" Seifer called out after him. "She means when it broke down!"
Squall turned and looked at Seifer, glaring softly. "If you turned in Quistis instead of whisking her away, this wouldn't be happening!"
"Idiots...," Quistis mumbled out. She wriggled once more, freeing another arm. She thought carefully, preparing to take a heavy blow. "Thundaga!" she called out.
"No!" Seifer and Squall both shouted. The lightning bolts struck the machine, sending electrical wave after electrical wave through the mechanism. Not only did it bring down the life points of the machine, but effected Quistis as well.
"Squall, we have to save her!" Seifer shouted over to Squall. They heard the bridge creak some, giving them few minutes to release Quistis.
Squall took a deep breath. "You start attacking him with all you got, Seifer! I'm going to heal Quistis and try to cut off that arm."
Quistis was now limp in the arm of death. Her eyes were barely open, but enough to see the two working together. She saw Seifer coming at the machine, slicing at it. She then felt the cool blue aura of Curaga. She slowly got up, only to feel the machine tighten its grasp. "You need to shoot at it!" she called out.
Seifer nodded, pulling a clip from his jacket pocket. He filled up the magazine and clicked the safety of the gun. He waited for Squall to make his move, who sliced at the arm, then charged for the enemy again. Right when he sliced at the machine, he clicked his gun. The machine rattled and broke down, releasing its grip from Quistis some. She squirmed more, but to no avail she wasn't able to free herself. The bridge creaked again, and the boys had seconds to free her. Both raced towards her, grasping at the claw and pulling at it. Quistis squirmed more, feeling the machine's life coming. "Seifer! Help me cut the arm!"
Seifer nodded, pulling his gunblade quickly out and hacking at the arm. Quistis thought quickly, feeling the bridge creak and groan underneath them. "Get away from me you two! Run off the bridge!" She cracked her whip at them, causing the two to stare blindly at her. Again she cracked her whip. "Go!"
Seifer grasped Squall's arm, pulling him away from the body of the machine. The bridge began to creak again and the two leapt off the catwalk onto the platform. They both looked at Quistis who suddenly crashed down with the machine. "Quistis!" Squall screamed out.
"Shit!" Seifer rushed over to where the bridge now ended, staring down at the swinging Quistis. She was dangling by her whip, her torso cut up and blood gushing out. With her free hand she held the cut, while she dangled by the other. "Squall! You have to help me get her up!"
Squall darted over to where Seifer was, reaching down towards her. "Seifer, grab my feet!" Seifer nodded and grasped onto Squall's feet. He slowly pushed him off the edge, grasping on tight to him.
Squall looked down at Quistis, seeing the pain and defeat in her eyes. "Trust me, please."
Tears flew down her face. "Squall...I'm so scared..."
"You have to trust me. I won't let you go, no matter what!" He pushed himself further down. "Seifer can't hold out much longer."
"I'm so glad I lived to see you two," she sniffled, "working together..."
"Quistis, stop talking like that!" Squall shouted. "Just, please, grab my hand..."
Quistis nodded, pulling her bloodied hand up to the whip. "Squall...," she whispered out. She pulled her clean hand away from the whip reaching slowly up to Squall. Seifer grunted in the background, grasping tighter onto Squall's feet. "I'm...so sorry...Tell Seifer that..."
"What? Stop it! You are NOT dying on me!" Squall quickly grasped her hand with both his and slowly pulled her up. "Seifer, I got her!" Slowly, they began to rise up. "I...lo..."
A death-defying scream echoed throughout the city as Quistis' hand slipped away from Squall's. Her blonde hair pushed past her face flying up towards the heavens. Squall's body was lifted up onto the catwalk, his and Seifer's eyes staring down at the flying Quistis.
A/N: MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I am so evil...Just as a little hint...she does NOT, I repeat, NOT die...