A/N: Okay now it's time to start the real battles. Rinoa is really pissed off now. This chapter is another origin, but goes way off the story of ff8. There's some interesting relationships between Rinoa and Irvine. Well, enjoy.
Part Four: The Cobra
The Origin of Irvine Kenneas
I'm finally back on track. I'm to the point where I'm ready to kill those who I'm really pissed at. Irvine is the first of the scum who deserve to die.
Irvine grew up in the orphanage a little different than the others. He was one that was truly different. Unlike the others, he went to Galbadia Garden and was never officially trained by Balamb. However, he was still a successful assassin. He transferred when he was ten to the copycat academy of Galbadia. Irvine soon took a liking to guns, booze, and women. I can't say exactly why he was like that, but that's how he was. He obviously got something from his parents because he was a cowboy. His accent was thick and he loved to chew tobacco. He was an alcoholic and a lover of guns. His preferred weapon was always a gun. He could care less about training in sacred arts like the other SeeD members did. He loved the new age stuff. Irvine had a steady eye and a deadly shot. He's the one who taught me how to use a gun. He was always our sniper when we needed one. He only missed once when we were all assigned to assassinate Edea Kramer. After that, he was very successful. We usually sent Irvine on most runs because he was quick and efficient. He could kill from a distance, which was always a plus.
Irvine was a loner by nature. He had zero friends when he left was in Galbadia. We were his first he had had. He loved to hit on the women though. Quistis would always get mad at him for being a womanizer. However, Selphie enjoyed every it every time. I just ignored it.
I won't say that Irvine was the most liked of the group. Though we were all close friends, Irvine was always questionable. Squall got mad at Irvine all the time. He always called him immature. But Irvine's charm always won all of us over. Even though I say that I was in love with Squall at the time, I couldn't help but want to kiss Irvine that night. I knew the Selphie wanted him and I wanted to give him to her, but I just couldn't. When he kissed me all of a sudden, I could've easily avoided it, but I wanted to taste him just a little bit. To tell the truth, I was glad I did it.
But Irvine was actually a part of executing the plan to fuck me over. Irvine was my kidnapper in a way. That night I lay in bed, having happy dreams, feeling loved when I felt a gloved hand over my mouth. I was only wearing my underwear and was pulled out of bed and onto the floor. I bit the hand and it jerked away. I scrambled to get up, but Irvine had pulled me down. Irvine was a pig and couldn't wait to get his hands on me. He gladly fondled my breasts and took the opportunity to put his lips on my body.I slipped away from him finally, but he just shot me in the ass with a tranquilizer. I can never forgive Irvine for that. It was disgusting and degrading.
But right now I'm on a boat to Fisherman's Horizon, also called FH. This harbor town is located in the middle of the ocean with only a railroad track giving it any connection to the outside world. They're pretty advanced for most towns. Even though it looks like they're in the slums, the place is beautiful. Most of it is decorated with sun panels for energy. They are very efficient and descendants from Esthar.
But I was going there to confront Irvine. Unlike the other two I fought, Irvine doesn't have an empire or henchman. What he's really doing is managing a strip club downtown. It's called the Loner's Shot. Not very flattering, but I told you he liked women. But I'm just glad I won't have to do a whole lot of crap just to kill him. But things are not always what they appear to be.