The Replica
Chapter 9
Squall's POV
(A/N: It's a fanfic, right? So here's Squall's POV on the situation. Oh and the evil Father's name is actually Henry, okay. I'll fix it later.)
Squall groaned and turned over, he found himself laying flat on a cold, metal surface. He turned over and saw Gwen talking to some hooded figure.
"Ugh," he groaned as he picked himself up, and brushed his clothes off. He saw the figure remove his cloak and Gwen gasped. He heard her whimper about seeing him fall off a cliff a few years back. Then he started explaining about how he never really liked Gwen and preferred her sister instead.
"Whoa...I don't get this at all." He thought to himself as he rubbed his temples. He turned away and made sure that no one saw him leave. He turned and saw Sophie's eyes flicker in his direction.
"Shit, I think she saw me." He thought. He descended the elevator and saw his companions fighting at least one hundred or so G-army militants. Selphie had a nasty cut on her left shoulder and was bleeding profusely. Zell's eye caught him.
"Squall, move your butt! Help us out a bit will ya!" he called, punching a trooper in the face, rendering him unconscious. Squall sighed and gave in.
Together they fought and beat the G-army militants.
"Finally, that was tough." Selphie panted, as Irvine patted her back.
"Now my sexy self is all covered in dirt and sweat. I will NOT be smelling pleasant any time soon." Irvine remarked, pulling out a hand mirror and picking something out of his teeth. Squall rolled his eyes, he can fight alright, but he's really a sissy when it comes down to more serious matters.
"Anyway, what's going on up there?" Selphie asked, drawing a hand across her brow.
"It's her father." Squall said simply, returning to the elevator.
"Squall, wait." Selphie cried, grabbing his arm.
"What?" Squall hissed.
"I don't think we should be interfering. Its between them no doubt." She said.
Squall brushed her arm off him.
"He's too strong. He knocked ME unconscious. Anyway, I'm her sensei, I have the right to do this." He spat.
Selphie sighed and gave in. "What you say, commander." By then, Squall was already ascending.
Squall rolled his eyes as he came up.
"She's going to need to learn to defend herself a little more." He sighed, by the way, he was speaking about Gwen.
"This is crazy, why would her father just pop out of nowhere?" he thought fleetingly to himself.
The answer was soon to come...
TBC...
Well...this was just a filler story. Anyway, people have been asking me about the Chocobo and Gwen's limit break. Well I'm still working on that. So I'll probably be putting in more of these fillers once in a while. NOW there won't be any new chapters for AT LEAST two weeks because I'm in exams starting next Monday and all this week is Review Week. So bye for now, OH and one more thing. I have another FF8 story coming soon. It'll be one of those one chapter stories. Oh...and its an angst.
Squall's POV
(A/N: It's a fanfic, right? So here's Squall's POV on the situation. Oh and the evil Father's name is actually Henry, okay. I'll fix it later.)
Squall groaned and turned over, he found himself laying flat on a cold, metal surface. He turned over and saw Gwen talking to some hooded figure.
"Ugh," he groaned as he picked himself up, and brushed his clothes off. He saw the figure remove his cloak and Gwen gasped. He heard her whimper about seeing him fall off a cliff a few years back. Then he started explaining about how he never really liked Gwen and preferred her sister instead.
"Whoa...I don't get this at all." He thought to himself as he rubbed his temples. He turned away and made sure that no one saw him leave. He turned and saw Sophie's eyes flicker in his direction.
"Shit, I think she saw me." He thought. He descended the elevator and saw his companions fighting at least one hundred or so G-army militants. Selphie had a nasty cut on her left shoulder and was bleeding profusely. Zell's eye caught him.
"Squall, move your butt! Help us out a bit will ya!" he called, punching a trooper in the face, rendering him unconscious. Squall sighed and gave in.
Together they fought and beat the G-army militants.
"Finally, that was tough." Selphie panted, as Irvine patted her back.
"Now my sexy self is all covered in dirt and sweat. I will NOT be smelling pleasant any time soon." Irvine remarked, pulling out a hand mirror and picking something out of his teeth. Squall rolled his eyes, he can fight alright, but he's really a sissy when it comes down to more serious matters.
"Anyway, what's going on up there?" Selphie asked, drawing a hand across her brow.
"It's her father." Squall said simply, returning to the elevator.
"Squall, wait." Selphie cried, grabbing his arm.
"What?" Squall hissed.
"I don't think we should be interfering. Its between them no doubt." She said.
Squall brushed her arm off him.
"He's too strong. He knocked ME unconscious. Anyway, I'm her sensei, I have the right to do this." He spat.
Selphie sighed and gave in. "What you say, commander." By then, Squall was already ascending.
Squall rolled his eyes as he came up.
"She's going to need to learn to defend herself a little more." He sighed, by the way, he was speaking about Gwen.
"This is crazy, why would her father just pop out of nowhere?" he thought fleetingly to himself.
The answer was soon to come...
TBC...
Well...this was just a filler story. Anyway, people have been asking me about the Chocobo and Gwen's limit break. Well I'm still working on that. So I'll probably be putting in more of these fillers once in a while. NOW there won't be any new chapters for AT LEAST two weeks because I'm in exams starting next Monday and all this week is Review Week. So bye for now, OH and one more thing. I have another FF8 story coming soon. It'll be one of those one chapter stories. Oh...and its an angst.