Before I start this fic, I want to apologise for not updating for so long. I've abandoned writing for quite a while now, due to a very severe case of writers' block. I still haven't overcome this obstacle yet (haha XD) but I'm willing to try to update, because I'm in need of something to do. ) Just be warned – my writing style has changed a bit in comparison to last year, so this chapter may be a bit different to the chapter before.

If you still remember me, have fun reading! 3

Reminiscence

Visions and Memories

Squall's eyes slowly opened, allowing sunlight to pour into them. He groaned as he forced himself to get up, and he sat on his bed, resting his head in his hands.

That dream... that vision... I had it again...

Who was that damned girl who haunted his dreams? He closed his eyes again, and watched a sweet brunette with short, bobby hair laughing cheerfully, wrapped in his arms.

Cheerfully...

That wasn't really a word that described Squall, or could even be used to relate Squall with. Nevertheless, he felt happy himself when he saw this girl, wrapped in his arms. He began to relax, enjoying the warm happiness, when a loud noise interfered with his enjoyment. His eyes sprang open, and reality flooded within his vision again. He growled in annoyance, his brow furrowing deeply. The warmth was no longer there.

"Protect her at all costs! Don't let her get injured!"

Squall abruptly stood up and strode over to his door, pulling it open to see what was happening. "What's going on?" he demanded, grabbing the closest person. A young man dressed in a white SeeD uniform struggled in his grasp, but Squall held tight. "What's going on?" he repeated. The white SeeD glared at him for a second, but saw the anger that radiated from him. "Ellone's being attacked in the training centre and I gotta go help her. Will you let go now?"

Squall scowled at the insolence of the man, but let go. "Whatever," he muttered. Grasping his gunblade at his waist, he ran behind the man, to the training centre. "Ellone..." he muttered to himself. Goddamn, that name sounds fucking familiar...

Racing into the training centre, he pushed through the heavy double sided doors and stopped dead in his tracks, when his eyes revealed an Elvoret hovering threateningly over a brunette with short, bobby hair. Squinting for a split second, Squall's eyes lingered upon the girl's face.

She looks... familiar...

His eyes looked towards the white SeeDs, uselessly shooting their pinwheels and guns at the Elvoret. He snorted. Evidently they've never dealt with animals before. He ran forward, ignoring the fact that he was getting in their line of fire.

"Hey! Get out of the way, you're gunna get shot!"

Squall carelessly waved his hand, as a sign of 'I don't care'. "Just back off. I got it handled."

The insolent white SeeDs ran to their commander, asking questions in confusion.

Who is this guy? What the fuck's up with him? Is he fucking crazy? What shall we do?

The commander laughed at these questions, and narrowed his eyes at Squall's leather-covered back. "Just let him be. We'll see what he can do,"

Squall drew his gunblade from his belt and smirked as he watched it shimmer dangerously. The Elvoret dived forward, clawing at him with its sharp talons. "Urgh..." Squall muttered, retaliating with his weapon, and dealing the foe a greater amount of damage than he knew.

The monster drew back in pain, and attempted to cast a Cura on itself. Too bad, bitch. You're silenced. Squall smirked, regaining his position and confidence. Holding his palm out, he muttered a few well-chosen words. The clouds above parted, allowing three spurts of lightning to stream down, zapping the monster and singeing his big-ass chin.

It roared in pain, diving forward at Squall in blind fury, trying to claw his eyes out. Of course, being the highly-trained SeeD that he was, Squall calmly ducked and dodged the wild attacks the monster threw at him, and managed to poke it a few times with his gunblade. Throwing out his palm again, he uttered a few more words, while he, the SeeDs and Ellone disappeared.

I'm fucking tired of playing with this shit... I'll just let Quetzacoatl handle this...

A bird-like monster appeared in place of the humans, but of course, he was much more eye-pleasing than the Elvoret. Flapping its wings and screeching a few times, he swooped at Elvoret, and struck him with his various thunder attacks. The Elvoret howled in pain, writhing and twitching on the ground, as Quetzacoatl flew away.

Ellone, Squall and the SeeDs appeared again, and they watched as the monster slowly disintegrated before their eyes. Twirling his blade in his fingers expertly, he flipped it back into its scabbard again, and spun around to see the sparkling brown eyes of Ellone.

His heart plummeted down his stomach, as he studied her petite features. Short, bobby hair, a cheerful smile. Graceful, beautiful. Perfect.

What was her name again? Ellone?

"Thanks... Squally. Thanks for saving me..." she breathed, smiling happily at him.

Squally... Squally... where did I hear that from again?

"You're welcome, Miss." He replied curtly. Her eyes lowered in disappointment. "You don't.... remember me?"

No... I mean yes! Argh, where's she from?

"Come, Ellone. We must be going now. Sir Laguna awaits." The SeeD commander called.

Ellone... Squally... fuck, where the hell do I remember this from?

"Alright!" Ellone replied. "Goodbye, Squall..." she whispered, and she turned to leave. A gloved hand clutched her shoulder, before she could move.

Is it... could it be..?

"Uh... hello, Sis..." Squall muttered. Ellone spun around, her face alight with another cheerful smile. "Squally!" she cried. Squall, for the first time in 10 years, grinned again. He tugged gently at her arm, before pulling her into a tight embrace.

I missed you...

is it scabbard? I'm not sure... might be sheath, but sheath's for a dagger. Please tell me! x3

Argh! I know, I know. Really really short chapter, right? Shouldn't be worth reading, right? Yeah, I got it. I can't type long chapters. I'm one of those short chapter people. Just like my height. Haha, I made myself feel bad. XD

Anyway, as you can tell, my writing style's changed. A lot. For the worse. I got it. Don't hate me. Just stick some constructive criticism in the reviews and I'll love you forever. Thanks for reading!