Title: I'm Not Alone
Authoress: InsanityCreator
Rating: G
Summary: Squall is fighting Ultimecia. But he's beginning to realize something important. The fact that he isn't alone any more.
Type: One-Shot
A/N- Hola, my first serious fic. Yeah, and cookies and chocolate to Emotastic, the person who reviewed my story, and thanks for posting another chappie of your story! I love your story! Anyway, I should start writing.
Yeah.
-Squall's POV-
Endless fighting...is that all life is? Is that all MY life is? This isn't how I was raised...not at first, anyhow.
She always told me to follow my own path. My future wasn't in ones orders but in my own. She told me not to let others decide my fate for me.
But...isn't that what being a SeeD is all about? Letting other people choose your fate for you?
So all your advice was in vain, wasn't it, Sis? As much as I wish it wasn't...I'm so sorry, Sis.
And here I am, fighting like it was my destiny. No, not LIKE it was my destiny. It WAS my destiny. Now it was, at least. Maybe it was decided at my birth what I'd do...by Hyne..or someone like that.
Sis...would you want me fighting? Even if it WAS to save the world? Saving the whole world...no, no one would. Especially you. Yet, you're the one who got me into this mess. And you put me into Time Compression. So...do you want me fighting, Sis?
So many questions are in my head. I can't answer any of them. I'm so scared. Just like I always am. Scared and confused.
But then...she flashes me that 'we can do it' smile. That smile I've come to love and adore. It's one of the things I love most about her. My beloved Rinoa.
He gives me his thumbs up sign. It says everything. It's just another battle, it says. It tells me everything'll be okay. My best friend, Zell.
Her stance is nothing short of fantastic. Her calm exterior says she's ready for anything. But we know she's fighting for me. My big sister, Quistis.
He is glaring. Cocks back his gun, shoots, He's fighting for two people.His love, and our Matron. But he can still keep it together under pressure. Our flirt, Irvine.
She has a flare in her eyes, and anger so intense even I wouldn't be able to stand it if her fury was directed at me. She's going to win, no matter what. Despite her her happy-go-lucky appearance, she's serious in this battle. She's the one I keep a close eye on. My little sister, Selphie.
And then there's me. But...I'm different. They all changed me. Because, I realize now...
I'm not alone.
A/N- This is probably shorter then I hoped, but at least I wrote it. Anyway, I wrote this on paper first. :Gasps: Anyway, yey for me, I posted another lame story.