Selphie Kinneas
Roses
The SeeD's Rose
Chapter Five- Fights

Selphie started running as fast as her feet carried her. She stopped again, I can't leave Irvine... if I leave Irvine, the-they might kill him! I have to do something! She knelt on the grass in thought, "What can I do though? I don't have any real G.Fs..." Selphie sat pondering as the sun sank into the clouds.

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Irvine came rushing out of the Garden territory rapidly. His feet went before him running into the forest.

The forest was extremely still and quiet. The darkness was more uncomfortable by the second. Irvine groped around holding his Valiant in his free arm. His ears were perked sharply as his keen sense lead him through.

Light was seen in a distance, it was red as the burning rose. Crap! Almost night! Before another step was taken a foot fall was heard.

POW!

Irvine stumbled slightly as he spun about. He noticed a figure and heard a cracking of knuckles.

"Hello Kinneas, I've been waiting a long time. Welcome to hell." The voice said in an acrid ice-chilled voice. Irvine wasn't set aback as he could see a small outline of the male. Irvine turned around and charged backwards pounding the person in the stomach.

The male gave a small yelp as he fell. "I'm not... done!" He shouted as he slowly stood again. He kicked Irvine in the shoulder pushing him out of the forest.

This came to a great advantage for the sunset light was still much brighter than the forest's. Irvine turned his head, "I won't stand back if you really want to fight."

"Bring it out killer!" The boy shouted. He came rushing with a fist ahead of him. Irvine scooted two feet letting the punch miss, and as the rest of the body flew past him Irvine threw his gun barrel onto his back.

The boy fell onto the ground instantly, and croaked a few words. "Heh... you f-fell for it. I'm just... a d-dec" His words cut off slowly as he entered unconsciousness.

Irvine pulled off his hat and pressed it to his chest, "Sorry, I tried to warn you." He noticed the clothes on the student was none other than a Balamb student uniform.

"Smith! What the hell do you do to him?" Another student with spiky black hair drew himself from a collection of large boulders.

"Serves him right, he came here to challenge me." Irvine retorted. The student flipped and landed in front of the cowboy. He agile moved and slipped two ninja stars from his pocket to his palms.

"Name's Alan, I finally get the chance to meet you, Irvine." Alan smiled... his smile shone bright of grim looks. Alan leapt and threw a star.

Irvine dodged and waited for Alan's next attack. He didn't want to shoot, he'd only land in more trouble. Irvine heard the whizzing of another star, he quickly turned and triggered. A second later the ninja star had broken into several pieces.

Alan looked dumbstruck, "You... you're unreal!" He gasped, he clutched his last star and very being very agile he swept the ground and grasped the last the was first thrown.

Irvine leapt up and went backwards a few feet. Before he took stance an arrow whizzed passed him missing him by the slightest chance but stealing a fragment of cloth from his sleeve. Irvine spun his head, two girls each holding a bow and arrow ready to shoot again.

"I missed!" Twin 1 hissed. Her sister grinned,
"Don't worry, he's dead. Nothing can save him now."

Irvine looked around amazed, Alan stood near the limp corpse of Smith and the two Twins came steadily forth.

I'm not surrounded... not yet! Irvine took more steps back.

"Don't move Kinneas..."

Irvine could feel his spine freezing into a block of ice, the voice sent a wind of anger caused by loss, the person was an avenger.

A small click came from the new person. Probably a switch blade, or a dagger. Irvine moved about thinking only thing, I can only live if they die!

"Relax Kinneas, don't leave just yet. Don't you want to know why we all are here?" The person spoke in a sly calm manner. Too calm for someone preparing to fight an ex-murderer.

Alan jumped forward, "You know what Kinneas? I rarely ever got to see my brother and sister, but when they sent me a letter saying they'd come visit me I couldn't have been happier! But when they just got into town, an ambush occurred. Only five casualties, two of them were my siblings! The attack as led by you Kinneas! YOU! And Smith, you shot his brother too, what type sick man are you?"

The twins gave evil glares as one of them spoke, "Our grandmother lived in Winhill, peacefully and never bothering a soul. But to scare Galbadia a regiment from the G-Aero with Irvine Kinneas first-in-command, and the-they..." The twin broke into tears as the other finished the story.

"They killed more than half the seniors and left a note saying this is no wonder Galbadia is so weak, looked at their citizens!"

Irvine gulped as the last of the group was to speak, this was going to be the worse, he just knew it for a fact.

"How old were you when you started to kill? Thirteen? Fourteen? Well, when I was twelve my ENTIRE family rented a yacht to sail over the ocean for a summer, yes Kinneas my whole family! Aunts, uncles, siblings, cousins, you name it."

No, not this... I was only 13 give me a break! Irvine pulled at the collar of his shirt listening to the unbearable story spoken to him. It flashed back into his brain.

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Irvine sat in the corner of the group. The other men in the vessel were large bulky and cruel.

It was simply luck that he even found this seat. At the tip of the vessel, the commander used his hands as a visor and looked into the distance. "Well now, looks like a yacht, full of Galbadian citizens no doubt." He announced.

The crowd roared in terrible jeers. Irvine looked blank as he turned to a G-Aero member. The rather stern man eyed him. Such a small scrawny boy, how on earth did he stay alive?

"You don't have a clue, do you boy?" He growled. Irvine nodded.

"Y-yes sir."

"Well let me tell you, if we're in the air on the way back from a mission, and we see Galbadian or Esther aircrafts, we shoot them down. This yacht probably has a family or business people but they are citizens of Galbadia or Esther so we take them down. Got it?"

Irvine gulped loudly clutching his rifle, "Y-yes sir."

The boat stopped softly and sneakily by the yacht. The soldiers slowly climbed aboard. The man who explain the situation pulled Irvine to the commander.

"What about the boy, sir?" He asked. The commander stroked his chin.

"I've never seen a boy as young as this one survive a battle like that one, what name do you go by boy?"

"IRVINE KINNEAS SIR! I'M 13 YEARS OLD AND HAVE BEEN IN G-AERO TRAINING SINCE AGE FIVE SIR!" Irvine saluted.

The commander shoved him aggressively, "You stupid boy! You'll blow it! And I don't remember asking for your age!" He snapped cruelly. "Anyways, 13 and can use a rifle, I'm actually impressed. Go on ahead, show us what you can do."

The other man threw Irvine onto the yacht. Irvine landed with a loud thump. As he fell the other men aboard withdrew from their hiding places and went savagely to the citizens.

Irvine went around the boat shooting without aim not knowing if he killed a member or innocent. He found himself inside the yacht's cabin, there was a small boy in the corner shivering. Irvine raised an eyebrow really not feeling pity.

"...Mom, dad?" He whimpered. Irvine held up his rifle and aimed. The kid turned around with full tears. "The-they are dead..." He muttered.

Irvine's finger curled around the trigger, the kid sat there almost waiting to die. A moment later Irvine put down aim and walked out. Most of the people were dead or so injured they wanted to be dead. Irvine went around putting the injured out of their misery and returned to the commander.

The commander had written a threat letter to Galbadian government signing everyone's name in the group. At the bottom, Irvine could see his name. He really wasn't sure whether it was something to be proud of or not.

"Let's go," The commander said as he tacked the note on a door. The group returned to the vessel and hastily zoomed off leaving the yacht of carcasses.

"You know? How sick, you helped kill everyone... but I kept asking myself why didn't YOU KILL ME! After reading that letter, I remembered every single name. IN the orphanage I watched the news hearing those names die off one-by-one. But yours, never died, only lived and infamous.

"I knew the youngest one had to be you, perfect age and you seem like you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about. I know why I didn't die. Hyne saved me so I could kill you!"

The student came at a surprising speed as Irvine dodged slightly.

Suddenly an omen appeared before the rushing student, and all the others as well. The slashed and immediately went unconscious.

Irvine twisted around seeing Selphie breathing hard with scrapped knees and scratched clothes. She forged a smile upon seeing Irvine and then too fell.

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Sadistic, I know. Sorry about the wait. Long story short I lost the chapter and had to rewrite it.

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