AN: Ok, its been a while, I had to fix this, it was driving me insane… I own nothing!! I wish I did, then I could make it all yaoi!! On with the story.
Quistis looked back at Zell she could see his injured side, it wasn't bleeding anymore. She got up and walked through the quiet cell towards the sleeping blonde and sat down. His head was resting on the arm that had the end of the needle stuck in it. The cell door opened, the three women looked up.
"You!!" The guard said pointing to Quistis, "Move away from the boy!!" He commanded.
Quistis did so, she stood up her hands by her shoulders, the palms facing out. She backed away from Zell, and sat down next to Selphie. They watched as the guards walked over and took the Metal Knuckles off of Zell's hands, and then came to the others taking their weapons as well. Once their task was complete the guards left the cell and locked the door.
Instantly, Selphie got up and started yelling at the guards. Rinoa was sitting in the corner with her knees up to her chest. Quistis heard shifting and turned towards Zell. She watched as he instinctively grabbed his side, getting up a second time she walked over to him and sat down, Zell tried to sit up, but she set a hand on his shoulder.
"Just stay there." She whispered running her fingers through Zell's golden hair.
"It hurts." He murmured.
"I know it does…let me see your arm." The ex-instruction said reaching down to Zell's arm she quickly found the needle. The fist fighter winced as Quistis moved the needle around in his arm. "Don't tense up." She whispered as she worked the needle out. Once she had it out, she had a chance to actually look at the 1inch long needle. "That better?" She asked putting the needle in her pocket.
"Yea..." Zell whispered.
Selphie's yelling ceased, huffing she turned and started walking over to the two blondes. Sitting down on Zell's other side, she gazed at the battered fighter, "Well looks like they didn't kill you yet!" She said trying to lighten the mood.
"Not yet." Zell's voice was still worn, making it sound as if he had just woken up from a long nap.
Looking over Zell's wounds she spotted his side and winced. "Quisty, do you think they have an anti-magic field up?" She asked.
"I don't think so…" The older blond said in a thinking tone.
Nodding Selphie casted a cure on Zell, it worked.
Zell's injured side started knitting itself back together. "Thanks Selphie." Zell breathed out a sigh of relief when the pain seemed to disappear with the wound.
"No problem!!" She smiled.
The familiar sound of the cell door opening reached their ears, turning to look back they expected to see red and blue uniforms of the guards, but this time it was Seifer.
Zell's eyes widened at the sight of the knight. He had the same smug look was on his face. He had not notice Zell lying between Quistis and Selphie, but when he did, the arrogant smirk twisted to a devilish smile.
"Well, well, well what do we have here? An instructor, a messenger girl, and a chicken-wuss, my, isn't this a wonderful surprise!" Seifer exclaimed sarcastically.
"What do you want with us Seifer?" Quistis asked in her stern teaching voice.
"Instructor I'm insulted, you don't know what I'm going to do?" Seifer asked, mockingly putting a hand over a 'wounded heart'.
"Shut the hell up Seifer, and just leave us alone!" Zell said struggling to sit up. He mentally cursed himself for showing any sign of weakness in front of the larger blonde.
"Look's like the chicken-wuss finally decided to grace us with his presence. Tell me chickie, do you like your new room?" Seifer asked extending his arms, presenting the prison walls.
Standing, Zell clenched his fist together his knuckles were bleach white, and his jaw was set tightly.
Seifer laughed.
"What ya laughing at you mother fuc-"
"ZELL!!" Quistis yelled.
Zell glanced at Quistis before glaring at Seifer. The said man had a mysterious smirk, as if he was thinking.
"Looks like you still have a lot of spirit left in you chickie, how about we change that huh? Major!!" Seifer called out.
One Galbadian solider ran into the room. "SIR!!" he saluted.
"Take him over there to the interrogation room, make sure he is secured, and if he tries anything. Beat the shit out of him." Seifer said. Zell's eyes widened for a moment, before they narrowed. The major walked over towards Zell and grabbed him by the arm.
Zell jumped and jerked his arm out of the Major's hold, only receiving a blow to the back of the head that caused him to stumble.
Seifer smiled wickedly.
"Come on, Chickie, is that all you can take?" Seifer asked cruelly, before he laughed and started out of the cell.
Quistis watched as Zell was dragged out of the room.
Three hours of questioning.
Three hours of physical abuse.
Three hours of nothing but yelling, and pain.
A blow landed on the side of Zell face, causing the teen's head to snap to the side, "ANSWER THE QUESTION!!" The guard yelled.
"I did!" Zell yelled back.
" 'Kiss my ass' Is not an answer!" The guard yelled.
Zell was helpless, his feet were tied together, and bounded to the legs of the chair. His hands were bounded behind the metal chair, the ropes digging tightly into his hands. "I'm not telling you where Garden is!" Zell yelled.
This only caused the guard to become enraged. His metal fist landed in Zell's stomach. Zell let out a sharp cry, and doubled over as much as he could.
Seifer stood from the chair and shook his head, he breathed in the poisonous fumes from his cigarette. Walking over to Zell, he blew the smoke in the smaller blonde's face.
Zell coughed.
"I'm still baffled." Seifer started, he brought his free hand up and traced Zell's jaw. "How Squall even managed to put up with you…how you became SeeD before me." Seifer stared at Zell in admiration, only for a split second. Shaking his head Seifer put his cigarette back in his mouth, "Still." He started again, breathing in the fumes. "At least Squall doesn't scream like you do." The large blonde added wickedly.
"What did you do with him?" Zell growled.
"Do with him?" Seifer asked in amused shock. "Why chickie, who even said he was still alive?"
"You did." Zell answered.
Seifer froze, obviously thinking on when he said that. "How do you figure?" Seifer asked, raising an eyebrow. He leaned against the table, his arms crossed over his chest.
"You said, 'Doesn't'." Zell started.
"What does that have to do with anything?"
" 'Does not' would mean he's still alive, or else you would have said 'did not'."
Seifer smiled slightly and shook his head, "You know, for a chicken-wuss…your pretty smart." Seifer walked over to Zell. Gripping the sides of the chair, the knight leaned in to the fist fighter, "Your right...he might be a live, but after this act… for how much longer?" Seifer asked in a cocky voice, the egotistical smile returning to his lips.
"You wouldn't dare." Zell growled in Seifer's ear.
"Oh...I would, just watch me chickie." Seifer said pulling back.
Zell glared, "You wouldn't Seifer." He started "Cause without Squall your not Seifer." Zell risked. He knew that if it he played his cards right, he would be able to see if Squall was harmed or not.
Seifer rounded on Zell, "And how do you gather this?" He asked brining back his hand Seifer backhanded Zell across the face.
Zell didn't flinch. "The day that you and Squall fought in the training center. You both left your mark, therefore, you can't be Seifer without Squall." Zell said simply.
As Seifer glared, Zell knew that he hit the right spot, but didn't know how far he was pushing Seifer.
Still glaring Seifer moved away from Zell, and an evil grin replaced the sneer. He snapped his fingers, "Nice try Chickie, I must say, that was a brilliant plan, but it just went up in smoke." The guards walked over and all smiled evilly, before the let loose on Zell.
Two more hours past, Zell was barely conscious now. His body hurt, he could hardly move. A guard came over had pulled Zell up by the collar of his shirt.
"We'll be back later for you, Blondie." The guard smiled evilly, he stood in front of Zell and wrapped his hand around Zell's neck and pulled him forward in a bruising kiss.
Once the guard pulled away, Zell spit in the guards face, only to receive a blow to his temple knocking him out.
The cell door opened with a 'hiss', one guard had Zell over his shoulder, and the other three, stood outside of the door, their guns trained on the two SeeD and the one Timber Owl member. Dropping Zell on the ground he kicked him down the stairs.
"We'll be back." He said wickedly.
Once the door was closed, Quistis quickly ran over towards Zell. Turning him on to his side, the Martial Artist showed no signs of waking. There still was no magic field in the air, and Quistis quickly cast a Cura on Zell. After a few minutes she cast another.
Zell groaned softly and brought a hand to his face. "Holy shit that was a nightmare." He whispered.
"It's not over." Quistis answered, she brushed a few strands of Zell's hair out of his eyes.
"Are you serious?" Zell asked.
"Yes." Quistis answered.
"Great." Zell whispered. "Quistis…Squall's alive."
"What?"
"He's still alive…they have him hidden somewhere. Seifer won't tell me, but I have a good feeling he's still alive." Zell managed, he coughed, blood rolled out from the corner of his mouth and down his chin. "You three have to get outta here, before Seifer gets a hold of you."
"Don't worry about us Zell. We'll be fine." Quistis whispered.
Zell nodded slightly, everything around him shifted, the edge of his vision was going gray, right before he fell unconscious, he heard a buzzing noise run through his head. 'Oh god, not again!' Everything went black. The dream world took over..
AN: Well, I fixed that chapter up… R&R