(A/N: I'm so depressed...little reviews...what a pity...oh what the hay! On with the story!!!)
She rivers
She drowns
Not a smile, but frown
A heart that aches
Tis like the piercing of a blade
Such a lonely, lonely girl
In this miserable world
Aye, she the broken doll
Sorrowful as the crystal tears fall
She rivers
She drowns
Written by me!
Quistis observed as they buried the casket of her dead caretaker, June.
The tears simply would not arrive; she was too bewildered by these sudden deaths...
She was troubled.
After the ceremony, Quistis stood beside her beloved friend's grave.
'I'll miss you June.' She thought.
"Goodbye forever." She threw a rose upon June's burial ground and sauntered off back into the dark city, unaided by any companion.
Prior to returning home, she bought a newspaper.
Quistis had examined quite a few articles, on the other hand, the one that seemed to arouse her interest was, "The dog is loose!" article.
It was the headline for today's news, reporting the escape of Seifer Almasy, the convicted sorceress knight.
The many unrequited questions seemed to riddle people.
Especially, "How did he do it?"
To discover the answer was far from happening.
Quistis favored mysteries, the challenge of solving them was, to her, thrilling.
She wondered. 'Maybe he wanted to cause some more havoc?' she giggled at that.
....She didn't know....
Quistis abandoned the newspaper, clout her blonde hair over-shoulder and began to pace.
Her mind bubbled.
....He was here....
"It doesn't make sense...nothing makes sense anymore." She yelled in frustration.
'Something is going on in this city...something bizarre....The questions is, what is it?' she query herself.
....Watching her....
Quistis moisten her lips with the edge of her tongue.
'I need more wine...no! I shouldn't drink anymore. I should honor June by doing as she wished I had. Never to drink again.' She solemnly vowed.
.....In her house....
---SHATTER---
.....Now.....
A loud sound, like a vase breaking, interrupted her thoughts.
She quivered as her heart beat quicker, louder.
(Heart: BA DUM, BA DUM, BA DUM)
'He's back...He's back!' she dread.
Quistis swiftly grabbed a box cutter, from the coffee table, as her defense.
"Who—WHO'S THERE?!" she shouted, her voice shakey.
Fear and Panic.
She froze as the hearing of footsteps did not come from the front of her....however....the back.
A hand clasped over her mouth and body weight upon her's threw the two down.
Quistis screamed as the they fell down onto the carpeted floor.
"GET...OFF!" she kicked the attacker with quick wit and crawled backward, away from him.
She drew the box cutter.
A threat.
The head of a blonde man was what she saw...
The grey trench coat of a murderer was what she saw...
The gunblade of a soldier was what she saw...
"Sei...fer???" she gasped, still holding the box cutter.
He hastily arose and fixed his eyes on her.
"Come with me." He commanded.
Quistis held the box cutter towards him once again, ready.
At least, she thought she was.
Seifer slapped it out of her grasp and pursued after her.
Quistis struggled and used all of her power...without triumph.
The ex-sorceress knight had her pinned against the window pane, tears flooding down her cheeks.
"It's not what you think! Damnt, I'm trying to help you." He enlightened his ex-instructor.
She whimpered, full of apprehension.
It was not the fright of Seifer, yet, remembrance of the vicious attack she'd endured in Dollet.
"Come with me Quistis. I won't hurt you. They will. Tonight, is the night of the full moon. He'll come back to finish you. He'll come back to kill you, drink your blood, all of it."
He whispered in her ear, "You must come with me; you're the only one left."
Quistis was confused and terrified.
What was going on?
He lightened his push on her and looked intently into her eyes, "The world tests the human race on survival."
Quistis kneaded her shoulders, "What...is going on? Can you tell me that?"
He turned towards the window and gazed at the moon.
"No time." He responded and hauled her by the hand, out of the apartment.
They hurried through the corridors of each floor.
All that she could think of was what he said.
"Tonight, is the night of the full moon. He'll come back to finish you."
Things in the city were getting really freaky....
---EXHAUSTED. NEED REST. I. WANT. TO. BE. LIKE. FUJIN. Lol!! Nah, I'll find another FF character I wanna-bee like! - Hmm...let's see..... ((By dee way mon, gimma more reviews! Need sapport!! -)