A/N: Hmmm...this gets a little raunchy.
Silent Screams Chapter 46
Quistis stood up, the silver dress being pulled into the wind. She walked to the edge of the cliff she was standing on and looked down. She stood hundreds of feet in the air, looking down at the world filled with disease and death. She had seen this place twice before, but didn't understand why. She looked around, noting the amount of monsters flying, the amount of goblins dancing. She extended her silver wings, destroying all the monsters around her.
Quistis hated monsters with a passion.
She turned back to the cliff she was standing on, noting that it was in a circular shape. She walked towards the center, staring up at the sky, taking in all its bleakness. She breathed in the air slowly, noting the taste of sulfur in it. Sulfur and iron. She shook her head, turning around, only to stop.
On the other side stood a woman. She stood five foot six inches, the same height as Quistis. She had soft wheat colored hair, just as Quistis. She had a whip attached to her hip, wore a long gold dress, and had flashing gold eyes.
The wind blew her hair away, revealing this strange woman's face. It was a replica of Quistis. The real Quistis gulped quietly. "Who are you?" she asked.
The other Quistis took one step, then another. "I am you."
"How can you be me?"
The other Quistis smiled a wicked smile, walking in a circle around Quistis. "How can I not be? You fear yourself, Quistis. I am just the other version of you."
"The other version?"
The other Quistis took a step closer, placing a dainty hand on her shoulder. "I am the other part of you that you fear. I am your secrets," she said, now inching closer to her ear, "I am your desires..."
She closed her eyes and reopened them, showing Quistis a scene that too often played in her mind.
She was having sex with Seifer, his hips grinding into hers.
Quistis shook her head, turning away from the illusion. "No!"
The golden Quistis smiled. "Yes...you know you want it."
Quistis pushed the other Quistis away from her, sinking into the ground, covering her eyes. Suddenly, in front of her, the other Quistis was crawling to her, reaching her hands out towards her. Quistis didn't budge, allowing her hands to dance along her abdomen. "You are such a sexual being, Quistis, but how can you be that way with the father of your son?"
"I love Squall."
The golden Quistis laughed. "You love him because of your son." The golden Quistis pushed the silver Quistis to the ground, crawling on top of her. "What you want," she said as her face started to morph into Seifer's, "is me," she ended in his voice.
Quistis shook her head, her eyes closed tightly. "No. I want Squall!"
"Don't deny it, Quistis." He lifted her dress up some, rubbing her pubic bone with his strong hand. "You want me, so just take me."
"No..."
"If you die, you can get this all the time. If you let the world be conquered by Eleni, you can get this," he whispered hotly into her ear as he slid his fingers into her, "all the time."
Quistis shoved him off of her, and he turned back into the golden Quistis. "No. I know what I want. I do not want the world to die, no matter how much it brings me closer to Seifer!"
The golden Quistis smiled, crossing her legs. "Quistis, you want to die. You've always wanted to die. You felt like you've had no reason to live. That's why you wanted to kill yourself. Think about it, if you've never killed yourself, you would have been with Seifer."
"SHUT UP!"
The golden Quistis laughed. "Why are you telling yourself to shut up? I told you, I am you. I am not a different person. I am your secrets, your desires, your truths, and your lies. I am everything you are."
The real Quistis stood up, walking away from the other one. She pulled out her whip. With one quick motion, the other Quistis stood up and extended her whip to Quistis. Quistis grabbed a hold of the end, yanking it towards her. The other Quistis grinned. Quistis unleashed her whip, smacking the other Quistis in the face leaving a large cut right across her cheek.
Quistis felt blood drip down her own face. She held up her hand to her face, feeling the cut. "What..."
"Everything that happens to me, happens to you."
The other Quistis raised up a dagger, slicing her wrist across. Quistis let out a yelp, looking down at her left wrist, seeing the blood flow out. "Stop!"
"That's how you should have ended it."
"Stop!"
"Slicing your wrists, Hyne could no way fix that."
"STOP!"
"He wouldn't be able to reach you because when one slices their wrist, they emit this shield around them so that nothing can stop them."
"STOP!"
With that final word, Quistis was slumped in the middle of a darkened hall. Nothing surrounded her, no walls, no floors, no ceiling, it was just bleakness. She looked down at her wrists.
"Quistis...don't..." She looked up, tears ripping from her eyes. Suddenly, thousands of crystals surrounded her wrists, protecting them. "There's no need for that..."
"I just want a normal life. I just want to live a life of normalcy. I just want to be left alone from all this sorceress bull shit! I DON'T WANT TO BE A BLUE MAGE SeaD!" She was crying now. "Why did it have to be me? Why couldn't it have been some other person? Why do I always get the short end of the stick? It's not fair. I never asked to be this way. I was perfectly content with knowing that I was going to die. I was fine..."
A crystal twinkled in front of her, sapphire blue eyes peering into her own. "Quistis...don't say that."
"No. No more. I don't want this. I don't want this at all. I want to be a twenty one year woman with a son and a husband. I don't want to be the savior of the world. I just want to be normal."
"If you were normal, you would have never met Squall or Seifer, you would have never had Dante. You would have gone to Galbadia Prep, then to Esthar Art University. You would have married a man named Eric Debune. You would have had two kids, and they would have died because of the sorceresses."
The voice was vaguely familiar. She looked around then upwards, seeing a woman with short black hair stare at her. "Who...are you?"
Silent Screams Chapter 46
Quistis stood up, the silver dress being pulled into the wind. She walked to the edge of the cliff she was standing on and looked down. She stood hundreds of feet in the air, looking down at the world filled with disease and death. She had seen this place twice before, but didn't understand why. She looked around, noting the amount of monsters flying, the amount of goblins dancing. She extended her silver wings, destroying all the monsters around her.
Quistis hated monsters with a passion.
She turned back to the cliff she was standing on, noting that it was in a circular shape. She walked towards the center, staring up at the sky, taking in all its bleakness. She breathed in the air slowly, noting the taste of sulfur in it. Sulfur and iron. She shook her head, turning around, only to stop.
On the other side stood a woman. She stood five foot six inches, the same height as Quistis. She had soft wheat colored hair, just as Quistis. She had a whip attached to her hip, wore a long gold dress, and had flashing gold eyes.
The wind blew her hair away, revealing this strange woman's face. It was a replica of Quistis. The real Quistis gulped quietly. "Who are you?" she asked.
The other Quistis took one step, then another. "I am you."
"How can you be me?"
The other Quistis smiled a wicked smile, walking in a circle around Quistis. "How can I not be? You fear yourself, Quistis. I am just the other version of you."
"The other version?"
The other Quistis took a step closer, placing a dainty hand on her shoulder. "I am the other part of you that you fear. I am your secrets," she said, now inching closer to her ear, "I am your desires..."
She closed her eyes and reopened them, showing Quistis a scene that too often played in her mind.
She was having sex with Seifer, his hips grinding into hers.
Quistis shook her head, turning away from the illusion. "No!"
The golden Quistis smiled. "Yes...you know you want it."
Quistis pushed the other Quistis away from her, sinking into the ground, covering her eyes. Suddenly, in front of her, the other Quistis was crawling to her, reaching her hands out towards her. Quistis didn't budge, allowing her hands to dance along her abdomen. "You are such a sexual being, Quistis, but how can you be that way with the father of your son?"
"I love Squall."
The golden Quistis laughed. "You love him because of your son." The golden Quistis pushed the silver Quistis to the ground, crawling on top of her. "What you want," she said as her face started to morph into Seifer's, "is me," she ended in his voice.
Quistis shook her head, her eyes closed tightly. "No. I want Squall!"
"Don't deny it, Quistis." He lifted her dress up some, rubbing her pubic bone with his strong hand. "You want me, so just take me."
"No..."
"If you die, you can get this all the time. If you let the world be conquered by Eleni, you can get this," he whispered hotly into her ear as he slid his fingers into her, "all the time."
Quistis shoved him off of her, and he turned back into the golden Quistis. "No. I know what I want. I do not want the world to die, no matter how much it brings me closer to Seifer!"
The golden Quistis smiled, crossing her legs. "Quistis, you want to die. You've always wanted to die. You felt like you've had no reason to live. That's why you wanted to kill yourself. Think about it, if you've never killed yourself, you would have been with Seifer."
"SHUT UP!"
The golden Quistis laughed. "Why are you telling yourself to shut up? I told you, I am you. I am not a different person. I am your secrets, your desires, your truths, and your lies. I am everything you are."
The real Quistis stood up, walking away from the other one. She pulled out her whip. With one quick motion, the other Quistis stood up and extended her whip to Quistis. Quistis grabbed a hold of the end, yanking it towards her. The other Quistis grinned. Quistis unleashed her whip, smacking the other Quistis in the face leaving a large cut right across her cheek.
Quistis felt blood drip down her own face. She held up her hand to her face, feeling the cut. "What..."
"Everything that happens to me, happens to you."
The other Quistis raised up a dagger, slicing her wrist across. Quistis let out a yelp, looking down at her left wrist, seeing the blood flow out. "Stop!"
"That's how you should have ended it."
"Stop!"
"Slicing your wrists, Hyne could no way fix that."
"STOP!"
"He wouldn't be able to reach you because when one slices their wrist, they emit this shield around them so that nothing can stop them."
"STOP!"
With that final word, Quistis was slumped in the middle of a darkened hall. Nothing surrounded her, no walls, no floors, no ceiling, it was just bleakness. She looked down at her wrists.
"Quistis...don't..." She looked up, tears ripping from her eyes. Suddenly, thousands of crystals surrounded her wrists, protecting them. "There's no need for that..."
"I just want a normal life. I just want to live a life of normalcy. I just want to be left alone from all this sorceress bull shit! I DON'T WANT TO BE A BLUE MAGE SeaD!" She was crying now. "Why did it have to be me? Why couldn't it have been some other person? Why do I always get the short end of the stick? It's not fair. I never asked to be this way. I was perfectly content with knowing that I was going to die. I was fine..."
A crystal twinkled in front of her, sapphire blue eyes peering into her own. "Quistis...don't say that."
"No. No more. I don't want this. I don't want this at all. I want to be a twenty one year woman with a son and a husband. I don't want to be the savior of the world. I just want to be normal."
"If you were normal, you would have never met Squall or Seifer, you would have never had Dante. You would have gone to Galbadia Prep, then to Esthar Art University. You would have married a man named Eric Debune. You would have had two kids, and they would have died because of the sorceresses."
The voice was vaguely familiar. She looked around then upwards, seeing a woman with short black hair stare at her. "Who...are you?"