Chp 1 Tournament of Blades
A tourney fic by Seifer's Incarnate
A/N Hey people! How are ya? Yeah, I'm gonna put Scarred on hold for awhile. Its lost its fun. Don't worry, I'll come back to it. Anyway, this is a Squall centered action fic. Though, Seifer will have a good sized role, of course. There will be romance, meaning, of course, It will be another Squinoa or Quall (or Squalphie) cliffhangerish thing like Scarred.
THIS IS NOT A RIP OFF OF MICHAEL KENNEY'S FF8 TOURNAMENT! Though, since I am pissed at him for lack of Squall and Seifer in his fic, there will be some minor Zell bashing.
Seifer: You pathetic worm. Finish your other work.
Me: Go away.
Chp. 1 Epilogue
Squall's dream
It had started again, but this time, it felt real. He could feel the pain, the power!
Squall was dreaming of his battle with Ultimecia. Rinoa, Selphie, and Irvine had all been swept into the time stream, as they were unprepared. He, Zell, and Quistis stood on the molten rock, trading blows with the sorceress. Zell cast a Holy War, in time to protect them from a super powered Ultima.
"Foolish SeeD, Kan't you see that the end is near, you have no kha-ahhhhh!"
The evil one screamed in pain, as Quistis took the opportunity to Cast an Apocalypse from Ultimecia's stock. She was weakened from their continuous blows. Squall stood silent for a moment, and began to talk.
"Ultimecia, you are the scourge of all times. You have destroyed thousands of good people. They cry out for revenge. I shall give it to them. Your reign ends here. REN.ZO.KUKEN!!!!"
Squall leapt at the demon, roaring and slashing. He jumped back to his place, breathing heavily. "LION HEART!!!!"
His blade ripped into her flesh, tearing her black soul. She was defeated.
"We won……we won!" (Flash) He was back in the orphanage. His younger self went running by, yelling. He had talked to Edea, and she was about to absorb Ulty's power.
Then it happened.
A small boy ran to the sorceress. She smiled.
"Ah, yes. Have my power-"
The Dream ended.
Squall awoke with a start. He was sweating. His clock flashed 7:00. He shook his head. It was only a dream. He got up and looked around. He went for his mourning paper, to begin his mourning ritual. The Headlines shocked him.
"Estharian Lab Broken Into!!
General of Esthar army killed while defending
'Junction Machine:Ellone"
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