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Seifer sat on his bed with his head in his hands. 'What did I do to upset her this much? I hate it when she frowns. It messes up her beautiful face.' Seifer knew that he loved her. He knew it when he saw her face for the very first time.
It was midnight in Galbadia. Seifer was knelling beside the sorceress Ultmecia(Edea's body). Her evil gold eyes were searching out the streets.
"Seifer, I feel the presence of another." She shivered.
"Another sorceress my queen?" He asked. Ultmecia gravely shook her head.
"No, she has no sorceress powers." She explained. "I fear she may be the gifted one." Seifer stood up and moved beside her.
"What is a gifted one?" He asked thoughtfully.
"They say the gifted one has the power to foretell the future, while they dream." She whispered. "They also can visit random places while they dream."
"I see, she is a threat to you?" He sparked. Ultmecia smirked thoughtfully.
"If she is not eliminated." She hissed. "She will be."
"So, you want me to eliminate this threat?" He claimed.
"No, bring her to me." She ominously answered. "I'll know how to handle her." Seifer groaned. He felt it would be so much easier to this threat. "Fine, it shall be done." He chanted. He then left in search of the gifted one. That mysterious woman he had to capture.
He was walking down the road, when he collapsed onto the pavement. He had an eerie feeling inside of him, a feeling of doubt and loss. He looked up to find the reason for this feeling. It was a woman, about his age, dressed in maroon robes. Her long black hair went down to her waist. She looked at him with disgust.
"This is interesting." She growled. "The lapdog, walking the streets like a normal person. Who would've thought it?"
"Who are you?" Seifer stuttered.
"Aw, what's wrong?" She mocked. "Has the lapdog lost all his courage?"
"No." He stuttered. "Who are you?" She rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Do you take me for a fool?" She proclaimed. "I happen to be a hell of a lot smarter than you." Seifer shook his trembling head. She smugly smiled at herself. "So long have I been searching for the lapdog. Now I finally see the coward you are." She gloated.
"I didn't do anything to you." He shuddered.
"You're planning to though, aren't you?" She hissed. "If I was you, I'd run as fast as my long legs would carry me."
That's exactly what he did. When he had stopped running, he leant against a wall. 'I can't report back to Ultmecia, without the girl. I've got to find her.'
"Angie, get outta here!" A short red headed woman shouted. Seifer, who wouldn't relent, was attacking them. The area around them was set ablaze with fire. A few firaga spells had made sure that they were trapped.
"No Sophie, I'm not leaving you!" Angelina shouted back. "I can fight him!"
"Angie shut the hell up and listen to her!" A tall blonde woman cried. "You're going to get killed." Seifer was viciously attacking Sophie. The tall blonde rushed to help her as he put a nasty gash in Sophie's side with his gun blade. Angelina, seeing what had just happened, screamed in fury and charged towards Seifer.
"I'm gonna kill you lapdog!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Her blond friend noticed what she was doing and tried to stop her. She ran up to Angelina and held her back.
"No Angie, don't!" She warned. "You die." Angelina turned to face her friend. She had a murderous look on her face.
"Shut up Florence!" She shot. "This is my fight." With that, she shoved Florence to the ground and sprinted towards Seifer. He had a smug grin on his face as he saw her approach him.
"Lapdog." She barked. "It ends here." Seifer laughed at the comment. Angelina darkened as he did so.
"Yeah right." He laughed. "You're coming with me." He jumped at her, his gun blade raised. She easily dodged the attack, which caused him to him to hit a wall. He looked at her, astonished. She was very smug at that point. She put out her hand, which caused his gun blade to smash against the wall. The gun blade had broken in too, rendering it useless.
He picked himself off the ground and approached Florence and Sophie. He lifted up his hand to cast a spell. Florence ran to meet him, her gaze cold. Before she could do anything, He had cast death on her and Sophie. As the spell hovered around them, they fell lifeless to the floor. He laughed madly as he saw Angelina charging towards him. He vanished into thin air as she slashed at him.
Angelina kneeled by her friends' corpses, as she cried angry tears. 'It's my entire fault. If I hadn't have let him go, Sophie and Florence would still be alive.' She never would kill anyone, unless they were attacking her. He was defenseless, on the ground. It wouldn't have been a fair fight. 'Screw that. I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch! I shall not fail.'
Seifer's mind went back to reality. That fateful night had changed both their lives forever. He had found that Angelina was no bully. She would not fight someone unless it was absolutely necessary. Which is why she didn't follow him back to Ultmecia. He was glad too. He didn't want to think about how he would be able to live his life without her living. She was the only woman who had given him meaning.
'She hates me. How can I think this?' It was true. She did act very hostile towards him most of the time. How could she give him meaning? 'She let me kiss her. I wonder why?' True, he loved her, but she never had shown him much emotion. When he kissed her, for the first time, she looked happy.
He didn't know what to do with her. 'Maybe if I apologize, things will be a little better between us.' That was it! Now all he has to do is find her. 'Where the hell could Angelina be now?' The sun had already set, so walking was out of the question. He would have to find her.
While he was searching for her in the hallway, he felt something hard and cold hit his head. He felt his consciousness ebbing away, until everything turned to black.
Angelina felt like she was going to pass out. She was in the café in Timber, with a splitting headache. 'Something's wrong, very wrong. I think something horrible has happened to Seifer.' An Indian waitress was approaching her. Her name was Neibia. You could see she was clearly shorter than Angelina. She had shoulder length, curly, dark brown hair. She was indeed very skinny for someone running a café! She started speaking to her in a language no one understood except her and Angelina.
"Angie, are you okay?" She asked concernedly. Angelina looked up at her with a painful expression.
"Something terrible has happened here." She choked. "I can feel it."
"Has the gifted one had a vision?" Niebia claimed. Angelina nodded gravely.
"I believe I have. It involved a friend." She explained. "I believe he may be in danger."
"Oh my!" She gasped. "Who's this friend?"
"Seifer Almasy." She flatly spoke. Niebia's eyes narrowed at her in anger.
"What!" She hissed. "Why that's the ex-knight. Angelina I thought you had more sense than that!" Angelina sighed.
"I can understand your feelings." She murmured. "I know what I'm doing. You don't need to worry about me." Niebia gave her a small smile. Her friend always was so confident of herself. Niebia just hoped that Angelina's confidence wouldn't become her down fall.
"That's fair. You must hurry though, if you've had bad tidings about your friend." She warned. "Best of luck to you, you'll need it." Angelina smiled and nodded.
"Thank you." She breathed.
"Seifer!" Angelina panted as she burst through the room's door. "Where the hell are you?" He was nowhere to be found. His weapon was still there, lying on the bed. 'Damn! Where is he?' She had checked everywhere but still, no sign of him.
"Seifer, look I'm sorry for everything I did." She lamented to nothing. "Stop messing around, this is serious." No one answered her cries. 'Oh hyne! He couldn't have been captured!' Her blood was boiling as she thought of another painful reason. 'Maybe he left me like Luke did.' Tears were running down her face as the painful memory materialized before her eyes.
The second sorceress war had begun while Angelina was in Winhill. She refused to participate in the war since she had witnessed her friends' deaths. A tall young man with black hair and green eyes wrapped his arms around her. She smiled up at him with her dark eyes.
"Hey Angie." He purred as he kissed her neck. She smiled warmly as she tilted his face towards her.
"What a surprise Luke." She giggled. "I hadn't thought you were so romantic." He grinned as he drew her closer to him.
"Well, I've got to show you how much I love you somehow." He smiled as he tilted his head towards hers, and kissed her. She felt him slip his hot tongue into her mouth. Angelina felt like she had an enormous headache and felt like her legs had broken. She pulled out of the kiss before she hit the ground with a thud. "What's wrong?" He asked as he pulled her up.
"Nothing." She replied. "I just need to go out for a while." He nodded and hugged her before she left. Something weird was going on with her. 'Every time he touches me, it burns.' Why? She would never understand her powers. 'I mean it's just Luke. He doesn't mean me any harm.'
She stopped to sit under a tree and relax. She found that she couldn't relax one bit because her headache was getting worse. 'What's happening?' She was starting to think she was going to die. Before she knew it, she passed out.
Angelina found herself in an abandoned weapon's factory. An old woman with short white hair was approaching her. The same one she saw die. 'Where am I?'
"Angelina." She boomed. "You must leave Winhill. It's not safe for you here."
"What do you mean?" She asked. "Is someone going to try to kill me?"
"Kill you, no." She breathed. "Use you, yes."
"I'd like to see them try." Angelina laughed haughtily. "What, are they going to kill somebody else who's close to me? Cause I've got no one else to lose."
"You're mistaken Angelina." She corrected her. "You have Luke, the only man you've ever loved. The man whose touch burns you."
"How the hell do you know about Luke and I?" She shot. "Do me a favor and stay out of my life!"
"I'm afraid I can't do that." She claimed.
"Why the hell can't you?" She barked.
"If I remember correctly." She began. "You watched me die through your young, innocent eyes." You were just a child then, so you couldn't help me. As my lift was ripped from my grasp, I transferred my powers to you. That is the reason for the vivid dreams of which you despise. You have a gift Angelina. You're the gifted one."
"The gifted one?" Angelina snorted. "I'm afraid you've got the wrong girl." The old woman smiled warmly at her.
"You're young Angelina. You remind me a lot of myself." She chuckled. "You don't have to accept your gift, just embrace it." She suggested. "Let it warn you of bad happenings before they actually happen."
"Okay." She murmured. "How do I use it then?"
"You can't use this gift." She preached. "It uses you." Angelina raised her eyebrows. 'What a weird lady.' The old woman's eyes widened in fear. There was someone laughing madly behind them. Unfortunately, there was no owner of the voice yet.
"Who the hell is that?" She hissed.
"You must go." She whispered. "She's found you!"
Angelina groaned as she picked herself off the ground. 'Was that a dream?' True, it could have been a dream, but it felt too real. It was as if she were really there. 'I've had these before, so maybe the old woman's right. I am the gifted one.'
Whatever it was, she learned that it would be a good idea for her to leave. 'How am I going to tell Luke this? I love him so much.' Yet something inside of her said he wasn't the one for her. That he would never understand her. She hoped this wasn't true. She went back to her home as she thought this. Luke greeted her with a passionate kiss as she walked through the door.
"Hey baby, how are you feeling?" He purred. Angelina loved his charm. It drove her crazy.
"Better." She proclaimed. "It was just a headache." He drew her close to his chest, so close that she could hear his heartbeat.
"Angie you seem different." He claimed. "You sure it was just a headache?" Angelina raised her eyebrows. 'Can he guess what happened to me?'
"Different?" She chatted. "In what way?"
"Angie, you look like you've just seen a ghost." He replied.
"Funny how you say that." She murmured. "I feel like I have." He stepped away from her with a worried look on his face.
"Angie quit joking, I wasn't being funny." He announced.
"I wasn't joking Luke." She emphasized.
"You're starting to scare me." He explained. "You have all these weird dreams and visions all the time." She narrowed her eyes to slits.
"So you think I'm insane now, don't you?" She yelled.
"You're starting to think you have magical powers." He hissed. "Of course I think you're insane! Who wouldn't?"
"Someone who accepts you for who you are." She bellowed.
"Who the hell do think you are?" He shot. "God?"
"A former SEED." She replied calmly. He looked upon her with great distaste.
"I don't know what I saw in you, but it's gone now." He cried. "It's over between us." He ran out of her home in an unkindly manner.
Angelina ashamedly wiped the tears that were quickly running down her face. She was back in the hotel room after encountering that painful memory. She couldn't believe that Luke would just leave her like that. 'I thought he loved me back then.' Then again, there was no way in hell that Seifer would do that.
He was after all, a SEED. After getting accepted back into garden and being enrolled in self-discipline classes, he managed to get back on top. 'He made a choice to go back, I was forced.' It was true; she didn't ever want to be a SEED again. She couldn't bear to see someone else she cared for get killed.
She was actually kind of glad that Luke dumped her. If he hadn't have left and run off with a redhead slut, she wouldn't be here. 'That woman was right. It's not safe for me in Winhill. Someone's trying to use me.' Use her for what? What was Adel planning to do?
The only thing she had to do now is find Seifer. As she strolled down the hall, her foot came in contact with a small puddle of...blood? 'What the?' She studied it closely to find that there was an old ring, in the middle of the puddle. 'Oh hyne.' The ring didn't look very stylish. It in fact, looked like it had belonged to a queen. 'Please let him be alright.'
She dashed to the Timber Café and nearly gave Niebia a heart attack! "Niebia!" She panted in her native tongue. "Seifer's been kidnapped." Niebia dropped the plate she was holding and let it crash to the floor. The customers sounded annoyed. She cussed at them and dragged Angelina into the kitchen.
"Angie, are you sure?" She asked. Angelina nodded.
"Yes I am." She claimed. "I have this ring to prove it." Niebia studied it. "What do you make of it?"
"It looks like the sorceress Adel's ring." She shuddered. "If what you say is true, your friend is in danger." Angelina looked like she was on the verge of tears. 'No, don't take him away. I love him.'
"Is there anything I can do?" she peeped. "Please Niebia, I love him." Her friend patted her back, trying to comfort her.
"There is something you can do, but it's very dangerous." She suggested.
"Niebia you know I can handle it." She chanted. "What is it?"
"You must go inside the forbidden prison." She choked. "I'm sorry, but it's the only way!" Angelina sighed. She would have to go to the very place her nightmares forebode. Her mission.
"Light me the way." She instructed. Niebia lighted a staff with a magical orb of light. Angelina gave her a questioning look.
"Enchanted light." She explained. "It's the only source of light that works in the prison." They slinked through quiet town until they reached its exit. The entrance to the prison was in the sewers.
"Thank you Niebia. You may go." She said. Niebia pulled her into a sisterly hug.
"Be careful in there gifted one. I shall be praying for you." She sprinted away from the scene, back to her café. Angelina too, hoped that she would come back alive. 'This is it I guess.' She opened up the top of the sewer, and hopped down into the hell of which the man she loved was kept.
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Seifer sat on his bed with his head in his hands. 'What did I do to upset her this much? I hate it when she frowns. It messes up her beautiful face.' Seifer knew that he loved her. He knew it when he saw her face for the very first time.
It was midnight in Galbadia. Seifer was knelling beside the sorceress Ultmecia(Edea's body). Her evil gold eyes were searching out the streets.
"Seifer, I feel the presence of another." She shivered.
"Another sorceress my queen?" He asked. Ultmecia gravely shook her head.
"No, she has no sorceress powers." She explained. "I fear she may be the gifted one." Seifer stood up and moved beside her.
"What is a gifted one?" He asked thoughtfully.
"They say the gifted one has the power to foretell the future, while they dream." She whispered. "They also can visit random places while they dream."
"I see, she is a threat to you?" He sparked. Ultmecia smirked thoughtfully.
"If she is not eliminated." She hissed. "She will be."
"So, you want me to eliminate this threat?" He claimed.
"No, bring her to me." She ominously answered. "I'll know how to handle her." Seifer groaned. He felt it would be so much easier to this threat. "Fine, it shall be done." He chanted. He then left in search of the gifted one. That mysterious woman he had to capture.
He was walking down the road, when he collapsed onto the pavement. He had an eerie feeling inside of him, a feeling of doubt and loss. He looked up to find the reason for this feeling. It was a woman, about his age, dressed in maroon robes. Her long black hair went down to her waist. She looked at him with disgust.
"This is interesting." She growled. "The lapdog, walking the streets like a normal person. Who would've thought it?"
"Who are you?" Seifer stuttered.
"Aw, what's wrong?" She mocked. "Has the lapdog lost all his courage?"
"No." He stuttered. "Who are you?" She rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Do you take me for a fool?" She proclaimed. "I happen to be a hell of a lot smarter than you." Seifer shook his trembling head. She smugly smiled at herself. "So long have I been searching for the lapdog. Now I finally see the coward you are." She gloated.
"I didn't do anything to you." He shuddered.
"You're planning to though, aren't you?" She hissed. "If I was you, I'd run as fast as my long legs would carry me."
That's exactly what he did. When he had stopped running, he leant against a wall. 'I can't report back to Ultmecia, without the girl. I've got to find her.'
"Angie, get outta here!" A short red headed woman shouted. Seifer, who wouldn't relent, was attacking them. The area around them was set ablaze with fire. A few firaga spells had made sure that they were trapped.
"No Sophie, I'm not leaving you!" Angelina shouted back. "I can fight him!"
"Angie shut the hell up and listen to her!" A tall blonde woman cried. "You're going to get killed." Seifer was viciously attacking Sophie. The tall blonde rushed to help her as he put a nasty gash in Sophie's side with his gun blade. Angelina, seeing what had just happened, screamed in fury and charged towards Seifer.
"I'm gonna kill you lapdog!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Her blond friend noticed what she was doing and tried to stop her. She ran up to Angelina and held her back.
"No Angie, don't!" She warned. "You die." Angelina turned to face her friend. She had a murderous look on her face.
"Shut up Florence!" She shot. "This is my fight." With that, she shoved Florence to the ground and sprinted towards Seifer. He had a smug grin on his face as he saw her approach him.
"Lapdog." She barked. "It ends here." Seifer laughed at the comment. Angelina darkened as he did so.
"Yeah right." He laughed. "You're coming with me." He jumped at her, his gun blade raised. She easily dodged the attack, which caused him to him to hit a wall. He looked at her, astonished. She was very smug at that point. She put out her hand, which caused his gun blade to smash against the wall. The gun blade had broken in too, rendering it useless.
He picked himself off the ground and approached Florence and Sophie. He lifted up his hand to cast a spell. Florence ran to meet him, her gaze cold. Before she could do anything, He had cast death on her and Sophie. As the spell hovered around them, they fell lifeless to the floor. He laughed madly as he saw Angelina charging towards him. He vanished into thin air as she slashed at him.
Angelina kneeled by her friends' corpses, as she cried angry tears. 'It's my entire fault. If I hadn't have let him go, Sophie and Florence would still be alive.' She never would kill anyone, unless they were attacking her. He was defenseless, on the ground. It wouldn't have been a fair fight. 'Screw that. I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch! I shall not fail.'
Seifer's mind went back to reality. That fateful night had changed both their lives forever. He had found that Angelina was no bully. She would not fight someone unless it was absolutely necessary. Which is why she didn't follow him back to Ultmecia. He was glad too. He didn't want to think about how he would be able to live his life without her living. She was the only woman who had given him meaning.
'She hates me. How can I think this?' It was true. She did act very hostile towards him most of the time. How could she give him meaning? 'She let me kiss her. I wonder why?' True, he loved her, but she never had shown him much emotion. When he kissed her, for the first time, she looked happy.
He didn't know what to do with her. 'Maybe if I apologize, things will be a little better between us.' That was it! Now all he has to do is find her. 'Where the hell could Angelina be now?' The sun had already set, so walking was out of the question. He would have to find her.
While he was searching for her in the hallway, he felt something hard and cold hit his head. He felt his consciousness ebbing away, until everything turned to black.
Angelina felt like she was going to pass out. She was in the café in Timber, with a splitting headache. 'Something's wrong, very wrong. I think something horrible has happened to Seifer.' An Indian waitress was approaching her. Her name was Neibia. You could see she was clearly shorter than Angelina. She had shoulder length, curly, dark brown hair. She was indeed very skinny for someone running a café! She started speaking to her in a language no one understood except her and Angelina.
"Angie, are you okay?" She asked concernedly. Angelina looked up at her with a painful expression.
"Something terrible has happened here." She choked. "I can feel it."
"Has the gifted one had a vision?" Niebia claimed. Angelina nodded gravely.
"I believe I have. It involved a friend." She explained. "I believe he may be in danger."
"Oh my!" She gasped. "Who's this friend?"
"Seifer Almasy." She flatly spoke. Niebia's eyes narrowed at her in anger.
"What!" She hissed. "Why that's the ex-knight. Angelina I thought you had more sense than that!" Angelina sighed.
"I can understand your feelings." She murmured. "I know what I'm doing. You don't need to worry about me." Niebia gave her a small smile. Her friend always was so confident of herself. Niebia just hoped that Angelina's confidence wouldn't become her down fall.
"That's fair. You must hurry though, if you've had bad tidings about your friend." She warned. "Best of luck to you, you'll need it." Angelina smiled and nodded.
"Thank you." She breathed.
"Seifer!" Angelina panted as she burst through the room's door. "Where the hell are you?" He was nowhere to be found. His weapon was still there, lying on the bed. 'Damn! Where is he?' She had checked everywhere but still, no sign of him.
"Seifer, look I'm sorry for everything I did." She lamented to nothing. "Stop messing around, this is serious." No one answered her cries. 'Oh hyne! He couldn't have been captured!' Her blood was boiling as she thought of another painful reason. 'Maybe he left me like Luke did.' Tears were running down her face as the painful memory materialized before her eyes.
The second sorceress war had begun while Angelina was in Winhill. She refused to participate in the war since she had witnessed her friends' deaths. A tall young man with black hair and green eyes wrapped his arms around her. She smiled up at him with her dark eyes.
"Hey Angie." He purred as he kissed her neck. She smiled warmly as she tilted his face towards her.
"What a surprise Luke." She giggled. "I hadn't thought you were so romantic." He grinned as he drew her closer to him.
"Well, I've got to show you how much I love you somehow." He smiled as he tilted his head towards hers, and kissed her. She felt him slip his hot tongue into her mouth. Angelina felt like she had an enormous headache and felt like her legs had broken. She pulled out of the kiss before she hit the ground with a thud. "What's wrong?" He asked as he pulled her up.
"Nothing." She replied. "I just need to go out for a while." He nodded and hugged her before she left. Something weird was going on with her. 'Every time he touches me, it burns.' Why? She would never understand her powers. 'I mean it's just Luke. He doesn't mean me any harm.'
She stopped to sit under a tree and relax. She found that she couldn't relax one bit because her headache was getting worse. 'What's happening?' She was starting to think she was going to die. Before she knew it, she passed out.
Angelina found herself in an abandoned weapon's factory. An old woman with short white hair was approaching her. The same one she saw die. 'Where am I?'
"Angelina." She boomed. "You must leave Winhill. It's not safe for you here."
"What do you mean?" She asked. "Is someone going to try to kill me?"
"Kill you, no." She breathed. "Use you, yes."
"I'd like to see them try." Angelina laughed haughtily. "What, are they going to kill somebody else who's close to me? Cause I've got no one else to lose."
"You're mistaken Angelina." She corrected her. "You have Luke, the only man you've ever loved. The man whose touch burns you."
"How the hell do you know about Luke and I?" She shot. "Do me a favor and stay out of my life!"
"I'm afraid I can't do that." She claimed.
"Why the hell can't you?" She barked.
"If I remember correctly." She began. "You watched me die through your young, innocent eyes." You were just a child then, so you couldn't help me. As my lift was ripped from my grasp, I transferred my powers to you. That is the reason for the vivid dreams of which you despise. You have a gift Angelina. You're the gifted one."
"The gifted one?" Angelina snorted. "I'm afraid you've got the wrong girl." The old woman smiled warmly at her.
"You're young Angelina. You remind me a lot of myself." She chuckled. "You don't have to accept your gift, just embrace it." She suggested. "Let it warn you of bad happenings before they actually happen."
"Okay." She murmured. "How do I use it then?"
"You can't use this gift." She preached. "It uses you." Angelina raised her eyebrows. 'What a weird lady.' The old woman's eyes widened in fear. There was someone laughing madly behind them. Unfortunately, there was no owner of the voice yet.
"Who the hell is that?" She hissed.
"You must go." She whispered. "She's found you!"
Angelina groaned as she picked herself off the ground. 'Was that a dream?' True, it could have been a dream, but it felt too real. It was as if she were really there. 'I've had these before, so maybe the old woman's right. I am the gifted one.'
Whatever it was, she learned that it would be a good idea for her to leave. 'How am I going to tell Luke this? I love him so much.' Yet something inside of her said he wasn't the one for her. That he would never understand her. She hoped this wasn't true. She went back to her home as she thought this. Luke greeted her with a passionate kiss as she walked through the door.
"Hey baby, how are you feeling?" He purred. Angelina loved his charm. It drove her crazy.
"Better." She proclaimed. "It was just a headache." He drew her close to his chest, so close that she could hear his heartbeat.
"Angie you seem different." He claimed. "You sure it was just a headache?" Angelina raised her eyebrows. 'Can he guess what happened to me?'
"Different?" She chatted. "In what way?"
"Angie, you look like you've just seen a ghost." He replied.
"Funny how you say that." She murmured. "I feel like I have." He stepped away from her with a worried look on his face.
"Angie quit joking, I wasn't being funny." He announced.
"I wasn't joking Luke." She emphasized.
"You're starting to scare me." He explained. "You have all these weird dreams and visions all the time." She narrowed her eyes to slits.
"So you think I'm insane now, don't you?" She yelled.
"You're starting to think you have magical powers." He hissed. "Of course I think you're insane! Who wouldn't?"
"Someone who accepts you for who you are." She bellowed.
"Who the hell do think you are?" He shot. "God?"
"A former SEED." She replied calmly. He looked upon her with great distaste.
"I don't know what I saw in you, but it's gone now." He cried. "It's over between us." He ran out of her home in an unkindly manner.
Angelina ashamedly wiped the tears that were quickly running down her face. She was back in the hotel room after encountering that painful memory. She couldn't believe that Luke would just leave her like that. 'I thought he loved me back then.' Then again, there was no way in hell that Seifer would do that.
He was after all, a SEED. After getting accepted back into garden and being enrolled in self-discipline classes, he managed to get back on top. 'He made a choice to go back, I was forced.' It was true; she didn't ever want to be a SEED again. She couldn't bear to see someone else she cared for get killed.
She was actually kind of glad that Luke dumped her. If he hadn't have left and run off with a redhead slut, she wouldn't be here. 'That woman was right. It's not safe for me in Winhill. Someone's trying to use me.' Use her for what? What was Adel planning to do?
The only thing she had to do now is find Seifer. As she strolled down the hall, her foot came in contact with a small puddle of...blood? 'What the?' She studied it closely to find that there was an old ring, in the middle of the puddle. 'Oh hyne.' The ring didn't look very stylish. It in fact, looked like it had belonged to a queen. 'Please let him be alright.'
She dashed to the Timber Café and nearly gave Niebia a heart attack! "Niebia!" She panted in her native tongue. "Seifer's been kidnapped." Niebia dropped the plate she was holding and let it crash to the floor. The customers sounded annoyed. She cussed at them and dragged Angelina into the kitchen.
"Angie, are you sure?" She asked. Angelina nodded.
"Yes I am." She claimed. "I have this ring to prove it." Niebia studied it. "What do you make of it?"
"It looks like the sorceress Adel's ring." She shuddered. "If what you say is true, your friend is in danger." Angelina looked like she was on the verge of tears. 'No, don't take him away. I love him.'
"Is there anything I can do?" she peeped. "Please Niebia, I love him." Her friend patted her back, trying to comfort her.
"There is something you can do, but it's very dangerous." She suggested.
"Niebia you know I can handle it." She chanted. "What is it?"
"You must go inside the forbidden prison." She choked. "I'm sorry, but it's the only way!" Angelina sighed. She would have to go to the very place her nightmares forebode. Her mission.
"Light me the way." She instructed. Niebia lighted a staff with a magical orb of light. Angelina gave her a questioning look.
"Enchanted light." She explained. "It's the only source of light that works in the prison." They slinked through quiet town until they reached its exit. The entrance to the prison was in the sewers.
"Thank you Niebia. You may go." She said. Niebia pulled her into a sisterly hug.
"Be careful in there gifted one. I shall be praying for you." She sprinted away from the scene, back to her café. Angelina too, hoped that she would come back alive. 'This is it I guess.' She opened up the top of the sewer, and hopped down into the hell of which the man she loved was kept.
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