"IF ONLY YOU SAW ME"
Chapter Seventeen: Apocalyspe Part One
"...Bleeding blood...bleeding souls... reuinted journey... blissful deaths..."
Squall looked at the ground in front of the tomb. Tears streaming down his eyes. Behind him, Joia was screaming. He had no idea turning Rinoa would bring back Joia's soul within her body. Squall shook his head. He was going to get Rinoa back, whether it killed him. And that was his promise. His new vow. He stood and walked toward the front door.
There, he saw Sephiroth staring out the window with Dai and Cloud by his side. "What is out there?"
Cloud turned around, "We're surrounded."
Squall raised his eyebrows, "What?"
Sephiroth moved aside, to let Squall see. Squall approached the window, opening the blinds Outside, rows of Mortals with guns and any new technology stood at their door step and on the feild. He eyed them hatefully, closing the widnow drapes, "We have to go to war."
Dai nodded and ran upstairs to tell the others. Squall looked at Sephiroth, "Nothing will go wrong." he said.
Sephiroth grabbed his hand in a fist and looked him in the eye, "Nothing." He said.
Squall nodded and ran up to his room. He opened his wardrobe to find his old sword still there. He knew against the new technology he was nothing, but he still had a chance. They needed to win this war. They needed to win the land back from the mortals.
Squall turned around to see Fujin standing at his door, "Again... lets do this!"
Squall grinned at her and nodded, "Lets!"
They ran downstairs, side by side. they stopped at the front door. everyone was standing there, ready for battle. Sephiroth coughed, walking up to Squall, taking away his sword, "What are you doing?"
Sephiroth threw the sowrd aside and on one knee and bowed head, handed him another, "For the leader of Balamb, Squall Leonhart."
Squall looked at him, grabbing the extremley large sword from his grasp, "Whats this?"
Wakka knelt by Sephiroth, "Its a Gunblade."
Squall looked confused at them, "Gunblade?"
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Squall looked at Sephiroth and Wakka as they knelt by him, "Why have you thrown my sword? Whats this?" Sephiroth looked at him, "Its a steel blade. Engraved with your initials. Joia had her father make it the other night for you without you knowing." Squall looked at the sword, "A steel blade?"
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Squall looked at the gunblade, "Who made this?"
Sephiroth looked up, "I found it in Rinoa's room. It was wrapped with your name on it."
"She got this for me?"
"Ya." Wakka said.
Squall nodded. He motioned them to stand. He felt honored that they had bowed for him. Like they had once before...when he had been named owner of Balamb. Til the mortals defeated him in battle... and he disapeared. He looked back at that time, didnt know whether he should have regreted trying to sleep forever.
But at that moment, he realized how much his companions needed him. He looked at them all, one by one. All of them eyes on him. Eagerly waiting command. Like once before...
He sighed and lowered his head, placing his gunblade by his side, "I've made my mistakes. I've made my decisions..." He smiled at all of them, cocking his gunblade, "Lets do this!"
They all cheered and ran out the front door, weapons at hand. All the mortals eyed them with hate as they emerged from the house.
"DAMN FORSAKEN!"
"GO BACK TO HELL WHERE YOU CAME!"
"BURN IN HELL!"
"GET OUT OF BALAMB!"
"DIE!"
"BURN 'EM!"
All the chants came from the crowd. Squall stared at them, as his friends stood around him. Thunder shot through the sky. Lighting flashed through ll of their faces, showing the anger within their eyes. The mortals stood thier ground and thier chants faded as the rain took over new sound. They stared at eachother.
Squall walked passed his friends and stood in front of them. "Who is your leader?" he asked.
Someone in a cloak came out, standing in front of the hundreds of mortal. He lowered his head, removing the hood of his cloak, exposing bright blonde hair that was drneched in rain. He lifted his head. "I am." he said.
Squall grinned, "Isnt it...Zell..."
Zell grinned at him, "Rinoa deserves better."
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"Who is your leader?" Squall asked. A large man stepped out of the crowd, dressd in a cloak. The rain beginnign the pour, he lowered his head, exposing light brown hair. he looked up, "I am." Squall grinned, "Cid...isnt it...". Cid grinned, "Jioa deserves better."
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Squall grinned wider. he realised how everything... he seemed to predict it. He's lived it. The past war... past memories... combined with the present. In his vision, he saw two scenes... his past... his reality. They matched...nearly identical... he was amused.
Zell took out his fist, wearing steel studded gloves, "We will have peace in Balamb again. Just like my ancestors wanted."
Squall laughed, "So be it."
There was a rushing wind. Everyone looked up to see dark flashes of light spread across the sky. Most of the mortals gasp. The dark flashes moved faster... and faster... and eventually lande behind Squall and everyone. They were vampires. A man with long black hair took a step toward Squall, "Here to help you, My lord. We wont abandon you again."
Squall nodded. With one yell, everyone ran toward each other. Blood was beginning to fall at last...
