Chapter three
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Well I'm back again, ready to amaze, though I'm not amazed by the # of reviews. Common people! I'm shooting for 192 reviews total. Why 192? Well, I'll tell you later.
Anyway, this chapter is pretty much Squall's preparation for the tourney, with a little,- well actually, you guys have to determine what happens.
On with the chapter!
Squall was on his back, bloodied, bruised, and weaker than a Bite Bug. He had spent the last five months out hear, on the Island Closest to Hell. His end was near and he knew it. A Ruby Dragon was walking toward him, looking for an easy meal. He tried getting up, vainly grasping Lionheart in defense. He closed hid eyes, waiting for its head to bite off his.
Zap!
He looked up, just in time to see the dragon's head explode into little tiny pieces, thanks to a quick blast from a beam cannon. Squall looked up, and there it was.
The Ragnarok was lowering down by Squall. It was manned with the finest SeeDs in Balamb, his friends included.
James jumped down, katanas in hand. He ran over to Squall, slashing open a Grendel that was looking mischievous.
"Hyne, you jack-ass! Good thing Garden has you micro-chipped, and bio scanned every hour via satellite! Thank Hyne your in one piece, and-"
Squall looked at his old friend. "Dude, shut-up, will ya?"
He complied.
Several SeeDs came out next bearing a stretcher, and quickly put their leader on it. When he got back to the ships, his friends were quick to greet and cure his superficial wounds. Ellone was their, too, and put a sleep spell on him almost immediately. More SeeDs came, and quickly took him into the medical bay, Rinoa close behind. "What happened to him, why…"Asked Ellone.
Quistis took up the lead. "Well five months ago…"
(Flashback, six months earlier.)
The training room was usually quiet around two A.M., but today, today was not an ordinary day. Today you could hear the sounds of Grats and T-rexaurs,
Being slaughtered mercilessly by a man with a blue bladed sword. Squall Leonhart. His boom box was there, too.
Y'all gonnna make me lose my mind, up in here, up in here
Y'all gonna make me lose my cool, up in here, up in here
Y'all gonna…
Squall's head was moving in time with the song, until it stopped abruptly.
"Oh my God, it's Ghetto Squall!"
He turned to see who the mocker was.
Zell was leaning against one of the artificial trees, boom box in hand.
He was still in the tux he'd worn from Ward's funeral, seeing as it had only been two hours ago.
"What do you want Zell?" Squall said angrily
Zell strode over to his Commander, smiling. "Touchy, aren't we?"
Squall frowned. "What is it already!"
Zell moved over to another tree, and leaned on that. "We have a lead on one of the others from the orphanage."
Squall whipped his head around. "Which?"
"Some guy named James Tagremnd."
Squall's eyes bulged. "Wait, J.T. was one of the orphanage gang!"
Zell looked puzzled. "You know him?"
"YEAH!!"
Zell grinned. "He's in your office. Race ya." And with that, he was off.
Squall just smiled.
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A tall man with black hair, brown eyes and a face like Josh Hartnett's (sp?) was pacing around Squall's office. On his back, twin katanas, Masa and Mune. "What the hell is going on!"
The door opened, and he turned around, to find. "Squall!" He smiled.
"Long time no see," He looked at Squall's stern face. "What's up." He said seriously now.
Squall walked up to him. Looking him deep in the eyes.
He then pressed a button on his desk, activating the PA. "Rinoa, to my office. Now." The call rang through the halls.
James looked worried. "What's going down."
Squall frowned, and pushed him into his swivel chair. "Sit."
James sat down unhappy.
The two looked at each other for about five minutes, untill Rinoa walked in, wearing a incredibly sluttish robe.
James whispered. "Holy shit."
Rinoa smiled at the Adonis before her. "Who's this."
Squall hit him upside the head. "Rinoa, check him."
Rinoa's face tightened. "Sure." A Scan magic flew toward James.
He blanched. "What's happening? What's-"
"Scan's finished. He's clean."
Squall smiled. "Welcome back James. You're clean."
James chuckled. "Clean from wh-!"
He couldn't say more, as Squall had gotten him into a bear hug. "Missed ya."
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"And that's how it happened. James suggested he go to ICH to train. That's when they changed the Tournament date to three months later. Before he left he unjucntioned all magic, except a few Curaga's and un-junctioned all GF's except Shiva. He went on suicide. Only ate off the land. Poor bastard. Hope he's still alive." She finished the tale.
"You forgot one deatail. Before he left, he and Rinoa went into her dorm. Alone. For a hour. Yeah."
Selphie just looked at him, yelling to be heard over the roar of the engines that had finally started up. "Pervert!"
Ellone just frowned. "I'll be right back. I'm gonna check on Squall."
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Ellone walked into the Medical bay, just as Rinoa walked out. Ellone just kneeled down beside him. He was muttering.
"Rinoa….told you…too fast…..over for now… friends…later maybe…"
All Ellone could do was gasp.
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