Note: Oh yeah, chapter 9 is coming to town!
Disclaimer: Oh yeah, like I own Final Fantasy 8! What do you think I am, rich?
The ride to shumi village was unbelievably long. They were forced to take a ship there of course. Seifer slumped into a chair, waiting for the ride to end. Quistis sat next to him with a worried look on her face while Squall, Irvine, Selphie, and Zell sat together, having a good time.
"Seifer, are you okay," she asked with concern. Seifer looked at her with eyes red from crying. He smiled inwardly at Quistis's concern. When he had come back to garden, she had been the only person who had accepted him.
He had to admit, she was beautiful. If he weren't with Angelina, he'd be with Quistis in a heartbeat. It wasn't that he didn't love Angelina; he loved her quite a bit. He however, couldn't bear to think that Angelina was dead. The only thing he could do was hope. Yeah, like that got him anywhere.
"Yeah I'm fine," he lied. Quistis raised her eyebrow.
"Really," she said gently. "You don't look okay. 'Damn she knows. Am I that obvious?' "Well?"
"Fine," he groaned. "It's about Angelina." He glanced at Quistis. Her beautiful blue eyes were almost looking into his soul.
"I'm sorry Seifer," she said soothingly. "She'll be okay, I know she will." He scoffed at that remark. He knew that one that entirely well. He had heard it all the time back at the orphanage from matron.
"Yeah," he muttered. "I have to look on the bright side of things. Thanks Quistis." She smiled.
"Anytime Seifer. If you need anybody, I'll be there, just remember that." She put her hand on his shoulder. He shrugged it off.
"Quistis," he whispered. "I love Angelina, and only Angelina." Her face sank with understanding.
"I understand," she said softly. "She obviously means a lot to you. Sorry to bother you." She got up and moved away from him. He felt like he's just been slapped. He hadn't meant to be so harsh. 'It's just that I don't love you that way Quistis.'
He slowly got up and moved to the outside of the ship. He looked outside. The sea was beautiful. The water sparked, the waves looked like they were going to pull him in the pure water. Just looking at the sea made him think of Angelina. 'She was so clean, so pure. She reminded me of a porcelain doll.'
He thought of the time they had been together. They'd only been an item for two weeks. 'It's only been that long?' He felt it's been more like two years, he knew her so well.
The ship finally came to the landing a shumi island. The group cautiously got off the ship. They had their weapons ready in case anything had changed since they were there. Squall, their leader strode up front to say something.
"Ok," he began in a monotone voice. "We're going to the shumi village. Be on your guard; Adel's followers might be hiding in the village. Let's go." The group began their hike to the nicely obscured shumi village. Its spiderly structure was overshadowed by all the snow and ice.
They entered through the doors with the strange symbols on them. They encountered a group of three shumi standing guard in front of the door.
"Hello there," they greeted rather coldly. "I'm sorry but we can't let you in. There has been talk of a dangerous sorceress near these parts." 'Did something happen in the village here?'
"We mean you no harm," Squall explained. "Please, let us in." They narrowed their eyes at him and stood even closer together.
"I'm sorry but we can't do that. It's the elders orders." Squall sighed heavily. Seifer wondered if he was going to yell at them for a moment.
"Then you should let us in," he advised. "We must see the elder." They laughed as though it were a joke.
"Why would the elder want to see you?" they laughed. Squall clenched his fists in anger.
"We're looking for someone named Neibia, who might be in this village," he snarled. "Now is she, or isn't she?" That caused them to gain interest.
"Neibia," one whispered. "The elder's daughter?" Seifer inwardly smiled. 'So Angelina's friend is the elder's daughter? Makes you wonder how he can be called pure when his daughter is half human.' The shumis grinned well naturedly at Squall.
"Today's your lucky day. We usually don't outsiders into this village for various reasons, but since you know the elder's daughter, we're forced to oblige. Enjoy your visit." Squall nodded as they entered the elevator.
"Whoa," Zell whooped when he saw the inside of the elevator. "Talk about hi tech." Seifer rolled his eyes. 'I wish chicken wuss would just shut up.' When the elevator got to the ground floor, a holographic image of a shumi appeared before them.
"Welcome to shumi village. We hope you enjoy your stay." 'That image...isn't it that same one as before?' He'd been here before. After the war, he ran here for safety. The shumis were so kind to him, even after all he'd done.
They exited the elevator and entered the village. It was so beautiful down there. It was surprising because it was freezing above ground. 'Guess this underground village retains its heat.'
"Okay," Squall breathed. "Let's go to the elder's house." Irvine and Selphie didn't look too pleased.
"Squall," Selphie complained. "We're tired; can we at least stay here a night and talk to the elder tomorrow?" Seifer turned angrily toward the two.
"No," he yelled. "If we stay any longer than we have to Angelina's going to be dead!" Selphie looked concerned but Irvine said nothing.
"Seifer," Quistis said softly. "Calm down. Angelina is going to be okay; I know she is. I think it's you who needs a nap more than all of us." Seifer sighed and turned away while Zell looked shocked.
"Seifer, you're not going to yell at her or anything?" he gasped. "Maybe you are going soft." Seifer whipped around, stomped up to Zell, and promptly punched him in the face. Zell yelled in pain as he clutched him face. He smirked as Zell fell to the ground in confusion.
Quistis walked over to Seifer and slapped him. "What the hell is wrong with you," she scolded. "Why do you always have to pick fights with everyone around you? We're all doing this for you!" He felt like an asshole then. He'd gotton so angry with Zell, he'd forgotten to control his temper.
"Sorry about that Zell," he apologized. "No hard feelings okay?" Zell shrugged with a confused look on his face.
"Sure Seifer," he agreed. "Wait a minute," he paused. "You called me Zell!"
"Well yeah that's your name isn't it?" Zell looked even more shocked.
"I can't believe this," he gasped. "You're actually acting cool for once."
"Yeah," Selphie joined in. "You've never acted like this before."
"I think I know why," Quistis inquired. "I believe he's in love with our friend Angelina." The whole group stared at Seifer.
"Angelina," Irvine asked. "Rinoa's big sis?" Zell was really flabbergasted now.
"You have a thing for Angie Seifer?" Zell sputtered. He started punching the air. "Dude how could you? That's Rinoa's sister!" Seifer groaned. 'I wish everyone would just shut up. Hyne I don't know how Squall stands it.'
"Yes," he answered, feeling his blood start to boil. "Yes I'm madly in love with her. Are you happy now?"
"Seifer, calm down, we were only kidding with you," Quistis joked. "You need some rest, let's go to the shumi inn." Squall nodded.
"Yeah," Squall agreed. "We could all use some rest; let's go." They all went to the shumi inn, checked in and went to their rooms. Seifer shared a room with Squall, while Irvine shared one with Zell. Both Quistis and Selphie gladly shared a room.
'Damn, how am I going to sleep? I'm going to have one of those weird dreams again.' He lay down on his bed while Squall softly snored. 'Sounds like he's having fun, why can't I?'
This time, instead of swimming through a dark void, he was walking with Angelina. She seemed so real that Seifer had to convince himself that it was a dream. Everything was perfect about her though. Her smile, her voice, and her eyes, everything was what it should be.
"So Seifer," she chatted. "When do you think you'll be coming back to garden?" He grinned while putting his muscular arm around her.
"Sometime soon Angelina," he smiled. "I have to complete my mission." She laughed. They took a turn on the dirt path that led to Balamb town.
"Of course," she chuckled. "You know Seifer there's something I've always been meaning to tell you." His eyes brightened.
"Really," he asked. "What is it?" She smiled while kissing him on the cheek.
"Seifer," she breathed. "I love you. I've always loved you from day one. I'll continue to love you till the end." He looked confused.
"The end," he question. "Angie what are you talking about? You're still alive!" She shook her head.
"I'm alive in soul, but not in body Seifer. My body belongs to someone else now. I'm sorry." He shook his head unbelievably.
"Angie," he sobbed. "Please don't leave me." It was too late. She had disappeared into thin air. She was gone forever!"
Seifer screamed while he woke up. He was lying on the floor with a nasty bruise on his head. How he got it he didn't know. He saw Squall staring at him worriedly.
"Seifer are you okay?" he asked. "That must have been a bad dream." Seifer nodded. For the first time, he felt that Squall understood him. He knew Squall had strange, vivid dreams back during the second sorceress war.
"Yeah," he answered. "It was a bad dream." Squall helped him to his feet.
"Don't worry about Angelina," he advised. "She's going to be okay. I'm sure Neibia will help her." Seifer smiled. The rift between them was finally beginning to seal. He was glad; he didn't to pick fights with him anymore. He changed ever since he met Angelina.
"Thanks," he said. "I appreciate it." They met up with the rest of the orphanage gang and proceeded to go to see the elder. As they approached his front door, a moomba jumped protectively in front of it. It squeaked in its undistinguishable language. 'What the hell is that thing saying?'
"Okay I guess we can't go to the elder's house yet," Squall moaned. "Let's to see the sculptor."
"Why the sculptor?" Quistis asked. "Why not the artisan?" 'She's got a point there Squall.' Squall shrugged.
"We got to see the elder last time because the sculptor let us through," he explained. "Hopefully it'll work this time around." They strode where they were greeted by a finished stature of Laguna.
"Hey," chatted Zell. "Laguna's statue is finished!" The sculptor happily strode over wearing his usual green rode.
"Yes isn't it wonderful," he boasted. "It took sculptor forever to finish it." He wiped his face with a cloth. "What are you all doing here?"
"We're here to see the elder." Squall demanded. "We have to talk to him about his daughter." The sculptor clasped his hands.
"Oh," he exclaimed. "You're here to see miss Neibia. Neibia come here!" Neibia strode over.
Seifer saw that for someone who was half human, she was very pretty. Her tan complexion went well with her dark curly hair. Her eyes were like emerald jewels. He thought her mother must have been very beautiful.
"Yes," she asked the sculptor. "What do you need?" He smiled warmly at her.
"Neibia, do you know these people?" he questioned. Her eyes stopped when she saw Seifer.
"I only know Seifer," she replied. He nodded.
"Neibia," Squall addressed her. "Do you know Angelina Caraway?" She smiled.
"Yes," she grinned. "She's one of my closest friends. Where is she?"
"She's in the garden infirmary," Squall sighed. "She was possessed by Adel." Neibia gasped loudly.
"Oh hyne," she gasped. "The gifted one is in trouble?"
"Yes," he explained. "We think you could help her."
"I don't know," she sighed. "This may be out of my hands." Selphie stepped up.
"You've still got to try," she chirped. "You're her friend."
"You're right," she agreed. "I've got to try and save her." The sculptor agreed.
"Yes sculptor agrees with Neibia. Neibia should go and help her. First however, you must speak with the elder."
"Do I have to," she complained to the sculptor; he nodded.
"Yes of course you do. You must respect your father. He shaped this village with his bare hands. Someday you might be as great as him."
"The elder is your father?" Zell was shocked. "Wow, that's a surprise." Seifer smile inwardly. 'We already knew that chicken wuss.'
"Yes he is my father. Didn't Angelina tell you?" Zell shook his head. She sighed.
"Very well, let's go see my father," she muttered. This time when they approached the front door, the moomba curteriesly moved away. Neibia entered first, as it was her father they were going to see.
"Father," she announced. "There are some people here to see you." They entered cautiously. For all they knew the elder could be NORG.
"Greeting elder," Squall chatted. "We're here to tell you some important news."
"What might this news be?" he asked.
"Father," Neibia told him. "I'm leaving the village."
"Why?" he sounded shocked. "Do you not like it here? Is there something not to your liking?"
"No father," she admitted. "The gifted one is trouble." He quickly stood up.
"The gifted one is in trouble? What happened to her?"
"She was possessed...by Adel," Seifer explained. The elder turned toward him.
"What would you know about this matter, he said sharply. "Do you know the gifted one?" He nodded curtly.
"We all know her," Quistis helped. "There's no reason for you not to trust us."
"Very well," he sighed. "I will trust you with this mission. I can only hope my daughter will return home safe," he at her lovingly.
"Don't worry," Squall reassured him. "She will."
"Umm excuse Mr. Elder but how come Neibia is your daughter?" Selphie squeaked. "Isn't she half human?"
"Yes I am," she answered for him. "My mother was human and my father is... well you already know he's a shumi," she laughed.
"But how could this happen?" Quistis asked. "How could you meet her it you're not allowed to leave this village?"
"Before I was elder," he began. "I would leave this village all the time. I sought glory and adventure. On the way, I met a beautiful woman named Shambia. She was beautiful like Neibia and very talented in many fields. We fell in love and she bore Neibia, my prized daughter."
"Oh how sweet," Selphie piped. "Where's her mom?" His face sunk.
"Her mother was a mere motal," he began sadly. "She died immediately after giving birth to Neibia."
"Oh I'm so sorry," she apologized.
"It's alright," he confessed. "Don't worry about me, worry about Angelina. You may go my daugheter, but you must promise me you'll return."
"I will father," she promised. She turned to them. "Let's go." They left the elder's house in pursuit of a cure, the cure for death.
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Disclaimer: Oh yeah, like I own Final Fantasy 8! What do you think I am, rich?
The ride to shumi village was unbelievably long. They were forced to take a ship there of course. Seifer slumped into a chair, waiting for the ride to end. Quistis sat next to him with a worried look on her face while Squall, Irvine, Selphie, and Zell sat together, having a good time.
"Seifer, are you okay," she asked with concern. Seifer looked at her with eyes red from crying. He smiled inwardly at Quistis's concern. When he had come back to garden, she had been the only person who had accepted him.
He had to admit, she was beautiful. If he weren't with Angelina, he'd be with Quistis in a heartbeat. It wasn't that he didn't love Angelina; he loved her quite a bit. He however, couldn't bear to think that Angelina was dead. The only thing he could do was hope. Yeah, like that got him anywhere.
"Yeah I'm fine," he lied. Quistis raised her eyebrow.
"Really," she said gently. "You don't look okay. 'Damn she knows. Am I that obvious?' "Well?"
"Fine," he groaned. "It's about Angelina." He glanced at Quistis. Her beautiful blue eyes were almost looking into his soul.
"I'm sorry Seifer," she said soothingly. "She'll be okay, I know she will." He scoffed at that remark. He knew that one that entirely well. He had heard it all the time back at the orphanage from matron.
"Yeah," he muttered. "I have to look on the bright side of things. Thanks Quistis." She smiled.
"Anytime Seifer. If you need anybody, I'll be there, just remember that." She put her hand on his shoulder. He shrugged it off.
"Quistis," he whispered. "I love Angelina, and only Angelina." Her face sank with understanding.
"I understand," she said softly. "She obviously means a lot to you. Sorry to bother you." She got up and moved away from him. He felt like he's just been slapped. He hadn't meant to be so harsh. 'It's just that I don't love you that way Quistis.'
He slowly got up and moved to the outside of the ship. He looked outside. The sea was beautiful. The water sparked, the waves looked like they were going to pull him in the pure water. Just looking at the sea made him think of Angelina. 'She was so clean, so pure. She reminded me of a porcelain doll.'
He thought of the time they had been together. They'd only been an item for two weeks. 'It's only been that long?' He felt it's been more like two years, he knew her so well.
The ship finally came to the landing a shumi island. The group cautiously got off the ship. They had their weapons ready in case anything had changed since they were there. Squall, their leader strode up front to say something.
"Ok," he began in a monotone voice. "We're going to the shumi village. Be on your guard; Adel's followers might be hiding in the village. Let's go." The group began their hike to the nicely obscured shumi village. Its spiderly structure was overshadowed by all the snow and ice.
They entered through the doors with the strange symbols on them. They encountered a group of three shumi standing guard in front of the door.
"Hello there," they greeted rather coldly. "I'm sorry but we can't let you in. There has been talk of a dangerous sorceress near these parts." 'Did something happen in the village here?'
"We mean you no harm," Squall explained. "Please, let us in." They narrowed their eyes at him and stood even closer together.
"I'm sorry but we can't do that. It's the elders orders." Squall sighed heavily. Seifer wondered if he was going to yell at them for a moment.
"Then you should let us in," he advised. "We must see the elder." They laughed as though it were a joke.
"Why would the elder want to see you?" they laughed. Squall clenched his fists in anger.
"We're looking for someone named Neibia, who might be in this village," he snarled. "Now is she, or isn't she?" That caused them to gain interest.
"Neibia," one whispered. "The elder's daughter?" Seifer inwardly smiled. 'So Angelina's friend is the elder's daughter? Makes you wonder how he can be called pure when his daughter is half human.' The shumis grinned well naturedly at Squall.
"Today's your lucky day. We usually don't outsiders into this village for various reasons, but since you know the elder's daughter, we're forced to oblige. Enjoy your visit." Squall nodded as they entered the elevator.
"Whoa," Zell whooped when he saw the inside of the elevator. "Talk about hi tech." Seifer rolled his eyes. 'I wish chicken wuss would just shut up.' When the elevator got to the ground floor, a holographic image of a shumi appeared before them.
"Welcome to shumi village. We hope you enjoy your stay." 'That image...isn't it that same one as before?' He'd been here before. After the war, he ran here for safety. The shumis were so kind to him, even after all he'd done.
They exited the elevator and entered the village. It was so beautiful down there. It was surprising because it was freezing above ground. 'Guess this underground village retains its heat.'
"Okay," Squall breathed. "Let's go to the elder's house." Irvine and Selphie didn't look too pleased.
"Squall," Selphie complained. "We're tired; can we at least stay here a night and talk to the elder tomorrow?" Seifer turned angrily toward the two.
"No," he yelled. "If we stay any longer than we have to Angelina's going to be dead!" Selphie looked concerned but Irvine said nothing.
"Seifer," Quistis said softly. "Calm down. Angelina is going to be okay; I know she is. I think it's you who needs a nap more than all of us." Seifer sighed and turned away while Zell looked shocked.
"Seifer, you're not going to yell at her or anything?" he gasped. "Maybe you are going soft." Seifer whipped around, stomped up to Zell, and promptly punched him in the face. Zell yelled in pain as he clutched him face. He smirked as Zell fell to the ground in confusion.
Quistis walked over to Seifer and slapped him. "What the hell is wrong with you," she scolded. "Why do you always have to pick fights with everyone around you? We're all doing this for you!" He felt like an asshole then. He'd gotton so angry with Zell, he'd forgotten to control his temper.
"Sorry about that Zell," he apologized. "No hard feelings okay?" Zell shrugged with a confused look on his face.
"Sure Seifer," he agreed. "Wait a minute," he paused. "You called me Zell!"
"Well yeah that's your name isn't it?" Zell looked even more shocked.
"I can't believe this," he gasped. "You're actually acting cool for once."
"Yeah," Selphie joined in. "You've never acted like this before."
"I think I know why," Quistis inquired. "I believe he's in love with our friend Angelina." The whole group stared at Seifer.
"Angelina," Irvine asked. "Rinoa's big sis?" Zell was really flabbergasted now.
"You have a thing for Angie Seifer?" Zell sputtered. He started punching the air. "Dude how could you? That's Rinoa's sister!" Seifer groaned. 'I wish everyone would just shut up. Hyne I don't know how Squall stands it.'
"Yes," he answered, feeling his blood start to boil. "Yes I'm madly in love with her. Are you happy now?"
"Seifer, calm down, we were only kidding with you," Quistis joked. "You need some rest, let's go to the shumi inn." Squall nodded.
"Yeah," Squall agreed. "We could all use some rest; let's go." They all went to the shumi inn, checked in and went to their rooms. Seifer shared a room with Squall, while Irvine shared one with Zell. Both Quistis and Selphie gladly shared a room.
'Damn, how am I going to sleep? I'm going to have one of those weird dreams again.' He lay down on his bed while Squall softly snored. 'Sounds like he's having fun, why can't I?'
This time, instead of swimming through a dark void, he was walking with Angelina. She seemed so real that Seifer had to convince himself that it was a dream. Everything was perfect about her though. Her smile, her voice, and her eyes, everything was what it should be.
"So Seifer," she chatted. "When do you think you'll be coming back to garden?" He grinned while putting his muscular arm around her.
"Sometime soon Angelina," he smiled. "I have to complete my mission." She laughed. They took a turn on the dirt path that led to Balamb town.
"Of course," she chuckled. "You know Seifer there's something I've always been meaning to tell you." His eyes brightened.
"Really," he asked. "What is it?" She smiled while kissing him on the cheek.
"Seifer," she breathed. "I love you. I've always loved you from day one. I'll continue to love you till the end." He looked confused.
"The end," he question. "Angie what are you talking about? You're still alive!" She shook her head.
"I'm alive in soul, but not in body Seifer. My body belongs to someone else now. I'm sorry." He shook his head unbelievably.
"Angie," he sobbed. "Please don't leave me." It was too late. She had disappeared into thin air. She was gone forever!"
Seifer screamed while he woke up. He was lying on the floor with a nasty bruise on his head. How he got it he didn't know. He saw Squall staring at him worriedly.
"Seifer are you okay?" he asked. "That must have been a bad dream." Seifer nodded. For the first time, he felt that Squall understood him. He knew Squall had strange, vivid dreams back during the second sorceress war.
"Yeah," he answered. "It was a bad dream." Squall helped him to his feet.
"Don't worry about Angelina," he advised. "She's going to be okay. I'm sure Neibia will help her." Seifer smiled. The rift between them was finally beginning to seal. He was glad; he didn't to pick fights with him anymore. He changed ever since he met Angelina.
"Thanks," he said. "I appreciate it." They met up with the rest of the orphanage gang and proceeded to go to see the elder. As they approached his front door, a moomba jumped protectively in front of it. It squeaked in its undistinguishable language. 'What the hell is that thing saying?'
"Okay I guess we can't go to the elder's house yet," Squall moaned. "Let's to see the sculptor."
"Why the sculptor?" Quistis asked. "Why not the artisan?" 'She's got a point there Squall.' Squall shrugged.
"We got to see the elder last time because the sculptor let us through," he explained. "Hopefully it'll work this time around." They strode where they were greeted by a finished stature of Laguna.
"Hey," chatted Zell. "Laguna's statue is finished!" The sculptor happily strode over wearing his usual green rode.
"Yes isn't it wonderful," he boasted. "It took sculptor forever to finish it." He wiped his face with a cloth. "What are you all doing here?"
"We're here to see the elder." Squall demanded. "We have to talk to him about his daughter." The sculptor clasped his hands.
"Oh," he exclaimed. "You're here to see miss Neibia. Neibia come here!" Neibia strode over.
Seifer saw that for someone who was half human, she was very pretty. Her tan complexion went well with her dark curly hair. Her eyes were like emerald jewels. He thought her mother must have been very beautiful.
"Yes," she asked the sculptor. "What do you need?" He smiled warmly at her.
"Neibia, do you know these people?" he questioned. Her eyes stopped when she saw Seifer.
"I only know Seifer," she replied. He nodded.
"Neibia," Squall addressed her. "Do you know Angelina Caraway?" She smiled.
"Yes," she grinned. "She's one of my closest friends. Where is she?"
"She's in the garden infirmary," Squall sighed. "She was possessed by Adel." Neibia gasped loudly.
"Oh hyne," she gasped. "The gifted one is in trouble?"
"Yes," he explained. "We think you could help her."
"I don't know," she sighed. "This may be out of my hands." Selphie stepped up.
"You've still got to try," she chirped. "You're her friend."
"You're right," she agreed. "I've got to try and save her." The sculptor agreed.
"Yes sculptor agrees with Neibia. Neibia should go and help her. First however, you must speak with the elder."
"Do I have to," she complained to the sculptor; he nodded.
"Yes of course you do. You must respect your father. He shaped this village with his bare hands. Someday you might be as great as him."
"The elder is your father?" Zell was shocked. "Wow, that's a surprise." Seifer smile inwardly. 'We already knew that chicken wuss.'
"Yes he is my father. Didn't Angelina tell you?" Zell shook his head. She sighed.
"Very well, let's go see my father," she muttered. This time when they approached the front door, the moomba curteriesly moved away. Neibia entered first, as it was her father they were going to see.
"Father," she announced. "There are some people here to see you." They entered cautiously. For all they knew the elder could be NORG.
"Greeting elder," Squall chatted. "We're here to tell you some important news."
"What might this news be?" he asked.
"Father," Neibia told him. "I'm leaving the village."
"Why?" he sounded shocked. "Do you not like it here? Is there something not to your liking?"
"No father," she admitted. "The gifted one is trouble." He quickly stood up.
"The gifted one is in trouble? What happened to her?"
"She was possessed...by Adel," Seifer explained. The elder turned toward him.
"What would you know about this matter, he said sharply. "Do you know the gifted one?" He nodded curtly.
"We all know her," Quistis helped. "There's no reason for you not to trust us."
"Very well," he sighed. "I will trust you with this mission. I can only hope my daughter will return home safe," he at her lovingly.
"Don't worry," Squall reassured him. "She will."
"Umm excuse Mr. Elder but how come Neibia is your daughter?" Selphie squeaked. "Isn't she half human?"
"Yes I am," she answered for him. "My mother was human and my father is... well you already know he's a shumi," she laughed.
"But how could this happen?" Quistis asked. "How could you meet her it you're not allowed to leave this village?"
"Before I was elder," he began. "I would leave this village all the time. I sought glory and adventure. On the way, I met a beautiful woman named Shambia. She was beautiful like Neibia and very talented in many fields. We fell in love and she bore Neibia, my prized daughter."
"Oh how sweet," Selphie piped. "Where's her mom?" His face sunk.
"Her mother was a mere motal," he began sadly. "She died immediately after giving birth to Neibia."
"Oh I'm so sorry," she apologized.
"It's alright," he confessed. "Don't worry about me, worry about Angelina. You may go my daugheter, but you must promise me you'll return."
"I will father," she promised. She turned to them. "Let's go." They left the elder's house in pursuit of a cure, the cure for death.
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