The brooding breeze of late hours caressed her with long strokes across the fair skin of her face. Her restless gaze rested to the mighty forms of the high peaked hills standing before her azure eyes while her mind drifted with the force of the wind to the upcoming bloodshed that would soon brake down on this hill. The sun was burning down from the gloomy sky, the bright colours following the sun and lingering down to the wasteland horizon, shadows of few simple trees cast down to darken the ground.
Her uniform -pale orange coloured skirt and tank top combination- followed her soft curves when the wind blew towards her, sweeping her simple clothes to caress her form softly. Her pale golden hair seemed almost like cornfields when they cascaded down against the sides of her soft expressions, while the rest of her hair was combed and tided loosely up to a knot to the back of her head.
The sun, which was burning the sky with the colours of faint crimson, started slowly but surely slid down behind those mountains where she had kept her solemn gaze on. Seconds went by, sun went down, her eyes detected the few moving figures walking on the mountains, readying themselves for another battle. They weren't so far away from her and she knew already who was on charge of these soldiers that served the sorceress of this decade, Ultimecia and her army of Revengeful Knights.
Almost like her thoughts were confirmed to be true, her eyes caught up by the faraway figure she would recognize anytime. Blond hair flowing smoothly by the guidance of the wind that danced with them, the grey long jacket on his sturdy shoulders fallen down to hide his mighty figure that the sun was gracing with its bloody edges.
Seifer walked before his army and pointed his Hyperion in front of him before taking the destined steps up on the meagre path that led up to the top of this mighty but tired looking hill. Behind that hill, she knew it as many battles had been taken place there before, were the honourable White SeeDs ready to stop these wrongs at any cost but with no avail, she knew this by now.
Those azure eyes filled up with blizzards in that instant when she looked those men and the shadows that their uncertain figures cast down to the low curves of that path they were walking on. Their figures were filled with the colour of that sun. That bloody colour that seemed to bleed down from them, reminded her yet again that this was wrong. And with this, she set her heart to do what she thought was right...
"This has to stop now..."
The ground they were walking on was hard and dry landscape and their feet were smashing the ground and sending few tiny pieces of rock to fall down the hill slowly, stopping down to some of the rare spots of grass the hill had close to its peak.
The masses of soldiers were everywhere when he slid his stern gaze along the rough scene of the dry looking mountain that they were conquering once again. It was strange that even when they had only a little less than hundred men, now when they were spread over to this hill, it seemed like there were thousands of them.
His gaze revealed the yearn of battle that burned on his chest more widely than before, when he looked through his army of soldiers and thought about the future fights they were going to win...
He was going to win.
Seifer looked up to the peak of this hill they were nearing up with their heavy steps, and the weak beams of the golden red sun were strong enough to blind his sight when they welcomed his waiting gaze.
Fluttering his eyelids against his eyes, he took the final steps for reaching up to the peak. Step by step, the view that opened up when looking from this hill down to the dry valley, started to open up to its fullest. And the more he could see down to the valley, the more the feeling of victory in his eyes and face started to fade away like night into day.
The valley. The sight that should have been filled with hundreds of men and women wearing their pure white uniforms, ready to face his army of dark Revengeful Knights, wasn't there.
But the sight that he had before him, flamed a new fire of blazing fierce on his chest, and then the words filled with unseen hatred and sternness flowed away from his throat silently... So silently that no one else could hear it...
"Leonhart..."
An ebony haired man, the commander of those puny White SeeDs, was standing on the middle of the dry and harsh environments, his short hair flowing on the way of the breeze that blew behind him, the end of his short black leather jacket flickering against his waist.
Squall was looking up to the puny looking hill, greeting his rival's green retorting eyes with his own cool menthol blue ones. The men, blond and dark, were like day and night. But no one knew who those two really were... At the times of war, they were just two commanders of two different sides, good and evil, one may say.
The ground under the blonde's dark army of pledged knights started to tremble softly. Few tiny rocks rumbled down on the hill, bouncing up and down when the ground's tremors became stronger and more vibrant like an earthquake that had taken the hill over to itself.
The dark army of knights started to look around themselves, muffled wave of questions and wonders washing over the confused army like awesome tides washing over the sea. "What the hell...?" Seifer looked down to his army from the top of the hill, his green eyes widened into searching slits of emeralds. His army started to become restless, when the ground didn't stop the trembling.
Three to four soldiers of his group of Knights disappeared suddenly when the earth under their feet crumpled down. The screams of surprise and yelp of help joined to the noise of the crumpling stones, when the fog of smoke from the sandy and dusty hill covered their dropping figures with thick clouds.
Seifer backed up with few steps when he kept his mildly confused gaze on his Knights that shouted for help when the ground engulfed their pitiful forms.
The shock and panic took over the men quickly and they started to get away from the critical areas, their movements this time filled with more speed.
Everyone started to run away and Seifer saw that his army was unorganised. This whole situation was starting to get out of hands and he didn't even know what was really going on...
Seifer slid his gaze quickly, but still so calmly around the sight that started to have the signs of fiasco. But when one of the fog clouds started to fade away from one of those openings on the hill, he saw that there was something else than just a hole on the ground.
The white, and this time also dusted up clump of machine, started to get up from the hole, and Seifer soon recognized this machine being a vehicle. The wheels under this white and silver edged machine started to help the heavy looking thing up from the depths of the ground and the dust started to grow over it when the tiny pieces of rocks crushed under its weight.
The vehicle stopped up and its engine stopped from making the racket it usually made, when the door of this car-like thing, that had a dull drill on its nose, opened up. That machine, Seifer recognized it as it was one of the usual vehicles of White SeeDs, was called a Netrode. They were usually used as diggers when doing underground work in mines and such, but this was something that Seifer hadn't expected the ever-so-clever W-SeeDs to use this rusty and old thing for.
Two men and two women like figures jumped up from the Netrode and took their weapons off from their sheaths so that they were ready to participate into a fight with the Knight's army. More SeeDs wearing their awfully well known uniforms coloured up with their custom key-colour, jumped off from the suddenly appeared Netrodes and attacked the still confused soldiers of Seifer's force of Knights.
Not letting this opportunity slip away from him, Seifer raised his shining Hyperion up to the air, some of the lazy beams of the late sun behind his haunting figure glistening down on his sword like drops of blood, and he shouted from the top of his lungs.
The SeeDs may have won the prelude of this fight, but Seifer was ready to make sure that they were going to live up to the promise they had made for their leader, Ultimecia. They were going to win the finale and bring the SeeDs' heads to her.
"ATTACK!"
Not needing any more encouragement, the men of his Knights wearing their dark uniforms, ran down to meet their enemy and readied themselves for another battle to survive with honour.
Seifer's satisfied gaze rested down on to the unmatched colours, horrendous black and pure white melting together, when the two different armies kept on fighting, their swords clinking against each others, the looks of honour written clearly across their expressions.
Everything was perfect now. That was what he was thinking when looking down to their battles, knowing that this all was under his command, this whole army ready to do what he said... He had always loved to be the one in charge, so when Squall had became the commander of White-SeeDs, he was more than happy to leave their 'so beloved Garden'
God, how much he despised them. They were nothing compared to him or to his army. They were just impudent mortals, just like Ultimecia had outstandingly said for many times already.
And that Leonhart… What the hell did everyone see from him?
Seifer's mind drifted to his dark-haired rival and he soon remembered Squall standing on the valley down from this hill. He turned with a flip of the end of his jacket and took one more step up to the hill before he reached the top again. Like an eagle stalking for its prey, he moved his sharp gaze to the dry valley surrounded by the dried up trees. But when he slid his gaze on to the horizon, he soon realized that his gaze was looking at no one.
Those emeralds kept themselves as sharp and vicious as ever when he couldn't see the lonely wolf standing under his gaze.
He took a deep breath, the sun caressing his face with the red colours that warmed his skin like blood wiped on to his forehead, and the sounds of ongoing battles behind his back faded away to the background when he already knew where the broody man had gone.
"Just you wait, Leonhart... Just you wait..."
A/N: It will take some time before I update with the next chapter. I'm still trying to rewrite a part of it. Reviews, like always, are very welcome.