Disclaimer: Not mine nuh-uh...well...not square enix anyway.p
AN: Here is my first non-humor X-over, mainly done so that I can prove I can do this....based on many a legend and supersition in my family about these games...^.^..that and a game I once played with Spart-spart!! lol
No, unlike usual, I don't tell you Squall's eyecolor....because I can't remember it!!
Please help with some details! What is that doctor's name? A quick description of all the chars' appearances( eyecolor, etc) would help too, I haven't owned ff8 in a year or so...and haven't played it in longer...-.-;
I pronounce SeeD as CD....^.^ but I am aware it's pronounced Seed....really I am...just like I pronounce Chocobo Co-Co-Boo....And I always WILL!!!! Lol!
However, the characters here are authentic to Squaresoft.( I hate Square_enix.......stupid name)
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Chapter 1: Waking up
Cloud Sighed, as he kissed the stone gravemarker, he missed her so much.p
" One day...I promise I'll see you again..." He whispered.
" Strife." Came a coldly familiar voice, but that was impossible!
He spun around in horror, and his eyes fell on the most terrifying sight imaginable, Sephiroth was standing before him, unharmed, and sword drawn. A small smirk played across his face, a moment, before he said. " You should thank me, I'm letting you join her."
Faster than thought, faster than the fear welling up inside him at the sight of Masamune streaking down at him, Cloud's hand lanced upward for his sword, but he could not get it half-way out, before the blade bit deep into his flesh.
Pain seared through him, and the darkness drew him in.
Whispers tugged at the edge of consciousness, fire burned around him, and a face watched him through the flame, silent, but concerned.
He tried to move towards it, to run to the shadow of the woman he loved, but his body was stiff, and unresponsive.
A cool breeze caressed his face through the heat, a smiling whisper danced just out of reach....then a voice shone through the chaos, though it seemed quiet.
"--No idea? He can't have appeared from nowhere!...I see."
Slowly, he opened his eyes...he'd been closing them?
A woman stood with her back turned to him, in a white labcoat, she seemed to be talking on some sort of phone.
He groaned when he tried to move, as a sharp pain flashed through him, originating from his forehead.
' That's reight.....Sephiroth...' He thought numbly, but how was he still living then? Sephiroth had plenty of reasons to want him dead...he touched his forehead, and felt the coarse material of a bandage.
The woman turned to face him, a look of surprise registered on her face, then walked up saying quickly, " Ah! You are awake, think you can tell me your name---careful there!!"
The woman ran up to steady him, as he pushed himself up to a sitting postion.
" Ugh, my name...." He said, shrugging her off, " Is Cloud, where am I? Where is Sephiroth??"
" Sephiroth?!" Came a voice from the doorway, " My grandmother used to tell a myth of HER grandmother fighting a horrible monster with that name!"
Cloud whipped his head around to face the voice, ignoring how the room swam at his actions. Yuffie?...no...the woman standing before him was...not-quite-Yuffie....she had a slightly more mature face, and appeared a bit older.
" You know wher ehe is?" He asked carefully, as yet unsure of whether they were friend or foe.
" He's long dead, as the story goes...." The woman said, slightly confused, then turned to the other woman, " Doctor, I have the report you asked for."
" Put it on the desk, I have some things I want to discuss with you..." The 'doctor' said, walking out.
As the women were preoccupied, Cloud stumbled out of bed, and carelessly yanked the bandage off of his head, the Mako that had been infused in his blood, providing boosted regeneration, though not as extreme as Sephiroth's, it was still far beyond that of a normal human.
He frowned, where was his sword? After a quick glance about the area, he found his treasure, it was leaning casually against a wall, next to the exit.
That was fine, it was where he was headed, anyway...if only the room would stop spinning with every step he took.
" Hey! You can't get up yet!!" He heard the doctor protest behind him, but he ignored her, doctors always overreacted.
He grabbed his sword, and stumbled out of the infirmary.
The few people that were walking to and from the infirmary gawked at his sword, and generally avoided him as best possible, clinging to the walls of the hallway, trying to slide by unnoticed.
Of course, they were still within reach of the Ultima sword, and Cloud preferred it that way, ensuring that he could defend himself at a moment's notice.
Suddenly, a man walked up to him, unafraid, most likely a great deal of his courage stemmed from the odd-looking blade strapped to his hip. He had short brown hair, that was parted casually to the side.
" You..." He said cooly," are extraordinary."
Cloud frowned, what did that mean?
The man made a small gesture towards Cloud's forehead, then said, " Barely a mark, the original wound was near-fatal."
Cloud shrugged and said, " What's your point?"
" I'm a SeeD in training, the headmaster, Cid, has asked me to escort you around the Garden, My name is...Squall."
Cid?? Could it be?...No...The Cid Cloud knew would never become headmaster of anything short of a flight school.
" Where am I?"
Squall frowned slightly, " The south western wing of the Balamb Garden."
Balamb? The name did not ring any bells in Cloud's mind. " What is a seed?"
" The SeeD are a group of Ultra-elite mercinaries, we are sent around the world on missions, and are paid according to job and rank."
Mercinary, eh? What ironic Deja vu.
" Strange you haven't heard of us."
Cloud shrugged his shoulders casually, and walked away from the slightly bewildered youth, Squall was obviously much younger than himself, judging by his inexperienced voice. The boy caught up quickly, though, his feathers only slightly ruffled at being so blatantly ignored.
" How old are you?" Cloud asked flatly, his pounding headache not lending very much cheer to his voice.
The youth seemed slightly taken aback at the abrupt question, and was silent a moment, before saying finally, "...17."
17? The boy seemed too mature to be that age, yet it seemed true enough strangely.
" Where is your food?" Cloud asked curtly, not pleased at all by the fact that his stomach was demanding so stubbornly for food when he had only eaten a few hours ago.
" The cafeteria." Squall replied, pointing towards a distant bridge.
" Hmph. Did any one ever tell you this Garden is too big?"
Now, it seemed, it was Squall's turn to fall silent, and the two men made their way to the Cafeteria without another word being spoken.
As they were about to make it to the counter, though, a blonde-haired youth ran up, and cut them off. It appeared he'd been running awhile, judging by his shortness of breath, as he spoke.
" One...*pant*...hot dog...please...." He wheezed.
The cafeteria lady gave him a sympathetic look, and shook her head, " Sorry, but we're all sold-out today..."
The boy sighed, and trudged out, past a trio of suspicious looking characters.
The one with a long tan coat, and red hair, apparently their leader, looked at his companions, and said, " Speeding."
The three nodded in unison, the the silver haired woman, dressed in a blue-military suit, added, " APPREHEND!"
" Ya, let's do it, ya know?" The black one, dressed in casual clothes, agreed, and the three rushed off, to follow the unfortunate blonde.
Cloud shook his head slightly at the comic routine, and turned his attention to the woman at the counter.
One thing was for sure, before he could find, and defeat, Sephiroth, he needed to eat.
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AN: Whew, there we go....that was tough, Squall is WAY too uptight, and I think I ruined his personality a little, trying to wrench some info out of him...LOL
I also think I might have turned Rajin into a black Wakka there....but....I'll get better, I hope.
R&R!!!
If you like humorous x-overs, try these:
The Big Mix up. by Sparty
Recruiter, by ME!!
~Yusagi Sombermoon.
AN: Here is my first non-humor X-over, mainly done so that I can prove I can do this....based on many a legend and supersition in my family about these games...^.^..that and a game I once played with Spart-spart!! lol
No, unlike usual, I don't tell you Squall's eyecolor....because I can't remember it!!
Please help with some details! What is that doctor's name? A quick description of all the chars' appearances( eyecolor, etc) would help too, I haven't owned ff8 in a year or so...and haven't played it in longer...-.-;
I pronounce SeeD as CD....^.^ but I am aware it's pronounced Seed....really I am...just like I pronounce Chocobo Co-Co-Boo....And I always WILL!!!! Lol!
However, the characters here are authentic to Squaresoft.( I hate Square_enix.......stupid name)
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Chapter 1: Waking up
Cloud Sighed, as he kissed the stone gravemarker, he missed her so much.p
" One day...I promise I'll see you again..." He whispered.
" Strife." Came a coldly familiar voice, but that was impossible!
He spun around in horror, and his eyes fell on the most terrifying sight imaginable, Sephiroth was standing before him, unharmed, and sword drawn. A small smirk played across his face, a moment, before he said. " You should thank me, I'm letting you join her."
Faster than thought, faster than the fear welling up inside him at the sight of Masamune streaking down at him, Cloud's hand lanced upward for his sword, but he could not get it half-way out, before the blade bit deep into his flesh.
Pain seared through him, and the darkness drew him in.
Whispers tugged at the edge of consciousness, fire burned around him, and a face watched him through the flame, silent, but concerned.
He tried to move towards it, to run to the shadow of the woman he loved, but his body was stiff, and unresponsive.
A cool breeze caressed his face through the heat, a smiling whisper danced just out of reach....then a voice shone through the chaos, though it seemed quiet.
"--No idea? He can't have appeared from nowhere!...I see."
Slowly, he opened his eyes...he'd been closing them?
A woman stood with her back turned to him, in a white labcoat, she seemed to be talking on some sort of phone.
He groaned when he tried to move, as a sharp pain flashed through him, originating from his forehead.
' That's reight.....Sephiroth...' He thought numbly, but how was he still living then? Sephiroth had plenty of reasons to want him dead...he touched his forehead, and felt the coarse material of a bandage.
The woman turned to face him, a look of surprise registered on her face, then walked up saying quickly, " Ah! You are awake, think you can tell me your name---careful there!!"
The woman ran up to steady him, as he pushed himself up to a sitting postion.
" Ugh, my name...." He said, shrugging her off, " Is Cloud, where am I? Where is Sephiroth??"
" Sephiroth?!" Came a voice from the doorway, " My grandmother used to tell a myth of HER grandmother fighting a horrible monster with that name!"
Cloud whipped his head around to face the voice, ignoring how the room swam at his actions. Yuffie?...no...the woman standing before him was...not-quite-Yuffie....she had a slightly more mature face, and appeared a bit older.
" You know wher ehe is?" He asked carefully, as yet unsure of whether they were friend or foe.
" He's long dead, as the story goes...." The woman said, slightly confused, then turned to the other woman, " Doctor, I have the report you asked for."
" Put it on the desk, I have some things I want to discuss with you..." The 'doctor' said, walking out.
As the women were preoccupied, Cloud stumbled out of bed, and carelessly yanked the bandage off of his head, the Mako that had been infused in his blood, providing boosted regeneration, though not as extreme as Sephiroth's, it was still far beyond that of a normal human.
He frowned, where was his sword? After a quick glance about the area, he found his treasure, it was leaning casually against a wall, next to the exit.
That was fine, it was where he was headed, anyway...if only the room would stop spinning with every step he took.
" Hey! You can't get up yet!!" He heard the doctor protest behind him, but he ignored her, doctors always overreacted.
He grabbed his sword, and stumbled out of the infirmary.
The few people that were walking to and from the infirmary gawked at his sword, and generally avoided him as best possible, clinging to the walls of the hallway, trying to slide by unnoticed.
Of course, they were still within reach of the Ultima sword, and Cloud preferred it that way, ensuring that he could defend himself at a moment's notice.
Suddenly, a man walked up to him, unafraid, most likely a great deal of his courage stemmed from the odd-looking blade strapped to his hip. He had short brown hair, that was parted casually to the side.
" You..." He said cooly," are extraordinary."
Cloud frowned, what did that mean?
The man made a small gesture towards Cloud's forehead, then said, " Barely a mark, the original wound was near-fatal."
Cloud shrugged and said, " What's your point?"
" I'm a SeeD in training, the headmaster, Cid, has asked me to escort you around the Garden, My name is...Squall."
Cid?? Could it be?...No...The Cid Cloud knew would never become headmaster of anything short of a flight school.
" Where am I?"
Squall frowned slightly, " The south western wing of the Balamb Garden."
Balamb? The name did not ring any bells in Cloud's mind. " What is a seed?"
" The SeeD are a group of Ultra-elite mercinaries, we are sent around the world on missions, and are paid according to job and rank."
Mercinary, eh? What ironic Deja vu.
" Strange you haven't heard of us."
Cloud shrugged his shoulders casually, and walked away from the slightly bewildered youth, Squall was obviously much younger than himself, judging by his inexperienced voice. The boy caught up quickly, though, his feathers only slightly ruffled at being so blatantly ignored.
" How old are you?" Cloud asked flatly, his pounding headache not lending very much cheer to his voice.
The youth seemed slightly taken aback at the abrupt question, and was silent a moment, before saying finally, "...17."
17? The boy seemed too mature to be that age, yet it seemed true enough strangely.
" Where is your food?" Cloud asked curtly, not pleased at all by the fact that his stomach was demanding so stubbornly for food when he had only eaten a few hours ago.
" The cafeteria." Squall replied, pointing towards a distant bridge.
" Hmph. Did any one ever tell you this Garden is too big?"
Now, it seemed, it was Squall's turn to fall silent, and the two men made their way to the Cafeteria without another word being spoken.
As they were about to make it to the counter, though, a blonde-haired youth ran up, and cut them off. It appeared he'd been running awhile, judging by his shortness of breath, as he spoke.
" One...*pant*...hot dog...please...." He wheezed.
The cafeteria lady gave him a sympathetic look, and shook her head, " Sorry, but we're all sold-out today..."
The boy sighed, and trudged out, past a trio of suspicious looking characters.
The one with a long tan coat, and red hair, apparently their leader, looked at his companions, and said, " Speeding."
The three nodded in unison, the the silver haired woman, dressed in a blue-military suit, added, " APPREHEND!"
" Ya, let's do it, ya know?" The black one, dressed in casual clothes, agreed, and the three rushed off, to follow the unfortunate blonde.
Cloud shook his head slightly at the comic routine, and turned his attention to the woman at the counter.
One thing was for sure, before he could find, and defeat, Sephiroth, he needed to eat.
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AN: Whew, there we go....that was tough, Squall is WAY too uptight, and I think I ruined his personality a little, trying to wrench some info out of him...LOL
I also think I might have turned Rajin into a black Wakka there....but....I'll get better, I hope.
R&R!!!
If you like humorous x-overs, try these:
The Big Mix up. by Sparty
Recruiter, by ME!!
~Yusagi Sombermoon.