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Disclaimer: Nah, Squaresoft is greedy. Those bitches.
Warning: Sexy men, yaoi (in the future), and maybe cursing… I don't really know.
Swirls of darkness crept, slid, and wrapped around Squall's body shielding him from view. Just as Seifer thought they'd never disperse, beams of blinding-white light shot through the figureless blob of darkness surrounding Squall's body. Eventually, the light completely dissolved the darkness before it disappeared.
Leaving Squall visible.
His clothes were different. Instead of his normal, slightly big leather pants, he wore skin tight vinyl black pants that had multiple belts running up each leg. He wore a loose and baggy silk-like shirt whose sleeves billowed and hung past his fingertips, yet the shirt still clung to his waist somehow. He also wore knee-high boots that had belts criss-crossing in the front instead of lacing, and they had about a two inch heel. (Ok, Squall's short. Let's face it and give him something sexy to help out with that. Also… I want some knee-highs…)
But what changed the most? Not his hair. No, that was still the same. Not the absence of that Griever pendent of his, that was still on its Y-chain around his neck. No, what changed the most was the fact that he had extra…'features.'
He now had two very large black angel wings protruding from his back. But that's not all.
He had a second set of ears, black cat ears, that sat atop his head; almost covered by his untamable hair. And a black cat-like tail that curled lazily round one leg.
Of course, the ever-present, death promising scowl was also on his face.
(Seifer POV)
"Such a let down. You look exactly the same." Squall's eye twitched. "No matter. I released your true form and power; now give me what I desire! Give me your ultimate power!" He smirked at her.
"Don't you know the rule?" Squall leaned forward as far as the chains binding him would allow. "Those who demand don't deserve." And then he broke the chains, launching himself at Ultmecia.
His shirt-sleeve moved back, allowing me to see that he was wearing fingerless gloves and that his nails were painted black. Then his nails grew and sharpened, like cat-claws, which he tore through Ultmecia with. (Think Inuyasha.)
Nothing distinguishable was left of her. I stepped forward.
"Squall?" He turned toward me, opened his mouth as if he was going to say something, took two steps toward me, and promptly passed out.
Why does weird crap always happen to me?
Yes, it's short. I know. I'm sorry. Samie has to type up and post all of my fics for a while though! So review and thank her! (bows)