A.N: I apologize if you found chapter one a little hard to read, but there were some problems when I uploaded it, I'll try and fix it in a while. Anyways, time for chapter 2 to commence!
Also, I forgot to add a disclaimer, so here goes:
I do not own any material that belongs to Square-Enix and any other companies that may be associated with materials in my story, including characters, places, items mentioned within this story. I do however, own the plot and any original characters that appear in the story
Chapter Two
Squall briskly walked over to the girl, and picked her up, before walking toward the door.
"Um…Squall? What are you doing?" Irvine asked.
"You'll see. Dincht, tell me when we near Odine's lab. Tilmitt, when I say, start heading back to Garden, and tell Cid what the situation is, I'll send you a long-distance communication when I'm ready to be picked up. Got it?"
Everyone nodded, despite having barely understood what their leader was doing.
"Good, I'll start preparing"
In the Hangar, Squall walked over to the nearest bike. He laid the girl on the floor, her head resting against the bike, whilst he looked the bike over.
The girl's eyes suddenly opened. She bolted upright, before glaring at Squall.
"Who are you! Are you one of those Galbadian guys?" Her expression changed into one of fear "are you…going to…hurt me again?"
Squall looked at her; a flash of sympathy crossed his face for a second.
"No, now get on." He motioned at the bike. The girl didn't move.
"…………Please get on?" Still no movement.
Squall sighed heavily, before moving with refined precision and haste, and grabbing the girl, before walking back to the bike.
"Hey! Let go of me! You big……big…MEANIE!"
Squall ignored her protests as he placed her on the bike, before quickly getting on himself, and starting the bike.
"Hold on, I'm taking you someplace safe, trust me"
He stared at her with his cold blue eyes, into her chocolate brown. Squall lost himself for a few moments, just staring into her eyes, until he heard her reply, snapping him back to reality;
"Okay." He felt her slender arms wrap around his waist. Tapping his earpiece, he spoke to Quistis.
"Open the hangar doors." A few seconds later he heard the mechanisms begin to move as the thick hangar door opened, exposing the land rushing past. Revving the bike, he set off toward the edge, gaining speed every second…
Until the bike lost contact with the cold metal of the hangar, spinning on nothing but air for several seconds, before hitting the dirt with a loud thud. Squall mentally thanked Hyne for the bike having some kind of suspension system. He skid the bike to a halt to check his bearings. Seeing the outline of Odine's lab on the horizon, basked in the evening sunlight, he turned the bike toward it and sped off.
A few minutes later, Squall heard the distinct sound of a jet engine. Looking back, he saw 3 Galbadian fighters quickly gaining on their position. With only barren dusty plains in every direction, there was nowhere to hide. They would be mowed down by a quick burst of machine gun fire.
Or at least that's what Squall-and the Galbadian pilots for that matter-thought.
Squall could feel a small amount of heat on his back. Turning round to check what it was, he was almost blinded by a bright white light. Because of this momentary distraction, Squall lost control of the bike, which, consequently, toppled over. Squall hit the ground with a hard thud. Ignoring the pain, he looked around for the girl. He couldn't see her, just the bright light hovering near the crashed bike. All of a sudden, Squall could hear a soft, almost angelic voice sing some kind of melody, so loud it blocked out the noise of the jet engines. Just as the jets were close enough to fire a quick burst, the bright light shot up toward the planes, faster than Squall had ever seen anything move. The light shot through all three jets within seconds of each other; a few seconds later, they exploded in a burst of bright red and orange.
As the wreckage fell to the ground, Squall saw the light return to its original position next to the bike, shimmering a few seconds before it disappeared, leaving behind the girl, lying on the ground, unconscious.
"What the hell was that? I think I'm beginning to see why the Galbadians want her so much; that is of course if that was her, maybe I'm already dead and that was just a dream." Squall's internal monologue ended. Trying to get up, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. "Guess it's been sprained from the fall. This means that definitely wasn't an illusion". Grabbing his last potion, he drank half of it before forcing himself up and walking to the girl's unconscious form. Kneeling down beside her, he turned her over so that she was lying on her back, her head cradled in one of his arms. The girl came to, slowly opening her eyes.
"What…what happened?"
"You don't remember?"
"No…one moment I was on the bike with some jets chasing us, the next thing I know is me waking up in front of you."
"Best not tell her…for now, she could freak, and judging from what I've seen of her so far, that's not good" his mind reasoned.
"Oh, well, my ship destroyed the jets. We're safe for now. Let's go before more come"
The girl nodded.
"My name's Rinoa by the way." She smiled at Squall
"Huh?"
"We never properly introduced ourselves, so what's your name?"
"Squall." He grunted in reply, before heading over to the bike and lifting it back upright, revving the engine and waiting for Rinoa to get on, before speeding off toward the lab.
Skidding to a halt outside the entrance, Squall got off, and drew his gunblade, holding it behind him as he walked towards the door, Rinoa following about a metre and a half behind. Stopping at the intercom, he pressed the button to speak.
"Odine! You there? I got a favour to ask!" Squall half-yelled into the microphone. The eccentric but brilliant scientist was often tinkering away at something or other, and rarely heard if anyone was trying to visit him.
Thankfully, this time, he was there.
"Squall? Iz zat you? Vat do you vant? If eetz about zat engine I gave you for your car, I zvear eet looked like an Eztharian 500, not one of vose crappy Trabian 250 modelz."
"I'm not here about….hey wait; YOU gave me a Trabian 250 for my car? No wonder it blew up…You nearly killed me!" Squall yelled; pointing his gunblade at the small camera attached to the intercom. On the other side of the intercom, the diminutive scientist cowered.
"I'll deal with you about that later, but for now, I need your help with something."
He sheathed his gunblade, and motioned Rinoa forward.
"This girl has a bracelet on her that we couldn't get off; which is sending out some kind of signal, which could possibly be a homing signal which means we're gonna get a ton of G-Army soldiers on our asses unless you can find a way to either get it off of her or disable it, preferably both, ok?"
"Alright! Alright! Come inside, I'll take a look."
Squall walked inside, Rinoa following closely behind.
Another Chapter finished! Sorry it's shorter, but I felt this was a good place to end it. I'm gonna post a chapter up soon telling the whole backstory that should help make things clearer. Auf Wiedersehen for now.
P.S. I'm also aware I horribly over-exaggerated Odine's accent, but i did it for comic relief...sorta.
P.S.S. I also think my story is similar to the film Serenity, which is excellent, by the way. But i assure you i thought of this before i saw or even heard of the film.
