-Zell's POV-

I exit the car, followed by Langh and a third SeeD, called Taos Borch. I take a look around and see Seifer's car, empty.

"Seifer's here?" Langh asks.

I glance at her. "Apparently. Let's go find him."

"Where're all the Galbadians?" Taos asks, following us to the nearest building.

"Hey!" a voice shouts from inside the house. "You're not supposed to be---"

Silence. We look at each other and enter the building. Squall's by the door at the far wall, Seifer's standing next to a fallen down Galbadian soldier, with a blood-stained Hyperion in his hand.

"Zell!" Squall says. "Do you know where the missile launch center is?"

I shake my head. "I thought Quistis said to keep the victims at minimum, Seifer."

He shrugs. "What was I supposed to do? We was gonna attack anyways."

"Yeah Zell, give him a break," Langh says. "He was only protecting us."

Squall gives Langh one of his famous deathglares, but it goes unnoticed by the redhead who has moved closer to Seifer.

"We have to go find the missiles now," Seifer says and pushes Langh away.

We divide into two groups, and I'm off to try and look for the missiles with Seifer.

"Don't you think we gotta.. disguise ourselves somehow?" I ask him.

"Huh?" he turns to me. "Oh yeah.. Well.. maybe, yeah.. That would be a good idea."

So we're off to find some Galbadian uniforms. We find a room where they keep them and dress ourselves into them quickly. I'm glad they have helmets, so no one will recognize us.

"Okay, so where to now?" I ask him as we leave the room.

"Well.." He looks around. "If the others are trying to find the place where they control these missiles, we're to find the missiles. Since we came from that door, and this door leads to the closet, that leaves us with one option," he says and goes to the third door.

After opening the door, we see some stairs ahead of us, leading into a big hall. With.. well well well, missiles.

Seifer turns to me, and I can swear he's smirking behind that helmet. "Bingo."

We go to the Galbadians who are down by the missiles.

"Hey guys," Seifer says. "So these are the ones we're to launch?"

The soldier turns to him. "Oh hey. Yeah, these right here. Will you help us move these to those tracks?"

"Nah.. I don't think so," Seifer says and hits the soldier on the shoulder with his elbow. The soldier falls down with a shriek, which catches the other two guys's attention.

"Nice going, Seifer," I mumble.

"Hey, at least I didn't kill him."

The soldier's reach us.

"Who are you guys?" the taller one asks.

"Someone who's home you're about to destroy," I say and knock him out.

The other one's quickly taken care of. We take a look around.

"Apparently, if the missiles aren't moved to the tracks, they won't hit their target," Seifer says thoughtfully, then nodds and turns to me. "Seems like our work here is done. Now we'll just have to hope the others have found a way to stop the launch."

I nodd. "Just in case."