The Quest for Nobuo Uematsu!
By Hikari

Chapter Two - Enter the Orphanage Gang...and Rinoa


Hello everyone! As you probably already know, I am Fangirl number 438333! When we looked at the last tape, we saw how the cast of Final Fantasy VII came to arrive Admirer Island! Well now the second tape of footage has been copied, narrated, and cut to avoid a lawsuit! Please enjoy!


Squall Leonhart was somewhat sulkier than usual. After gathering his team and debriefing them on the situation, they'd all been loaded onto a ship not unlike the one he'd ridden on his way to Dollet. Everyone was seated, to lost in their own thoughts to say much of anything. Earlier Selphie had been so hysterical they'd had to give her a light sedative, and now she was leaning against Irvine's shoulder, mumbling incoherently. Other than that there was a silence for which Squall was grateful. It gave his head room to think. Everything had happened so fast, he needed the time to catch up...

"Would Squall Leonhart please come to the Headmaster's office immediatly?"

Squall looked at the intercom with such a loathing he was sure he'd nearly shorted the damn thing out. With a sigh he stood up from the cafeteria table, leaving his untouched hotdog for the ravenous students to fight over, which they did as soon as he'd left the table.

Upon reaching Cid's office, Squall was surprised to find his team already there, and also to his astonishment, Seifer. Judging by the confused expressions on everyone's faces, he was fairly certain they had no idea what was going on either.

"Squall." Cid got up from his desk, his expression grim. Squall noticed he was carrying a large envelope in one of his hands. "Who died?" He asked, crossing his arms. "Hopefully it won't come to that." Cid shook his head. "Please, Squall. Read this."
Squall frowned in confusion and took the envelope out of Cid's hand, taking a quick look around at the others before turning his attention to the envelope. He opened it and started reading aloud.

To: Squall Leonhart - Level A SeeD - Balamb Garden
From: Fanboy #632766

Squall Leonhart,

This is not a prank.

We at Scary Fan Studios have gain custody over beloved composer Nobuo Uematsu. I'm sure Mr. Uematsu would be pleased if you and the rest of the cast of Final Fantasy VIII would come and rescue him. He is located on a remote island which I'm sure you have heard of. Admirer Island. You will find Mr. Uematsu in the center of the island,
in the CPA Headquarters based there. I must warn you, you and your team will not be the only ones trying to find Mr. Uematsu. The casts of Final Fantasy VII, IX, and X will also be searching for him, but only the first team to find him will have amnesty from what you characters call "The Die-hard Fans".

This is not a prank. Any attempt to contact the C.P.A (Charater.Protection.Agency) will result in the automatic termination of Nobuo Uematsu. You have one day to get to the island, and an unlimited amount of time to find Mr. Uematsu. Good luck.

Sincerely,

Fanboy #632766

Squall looked up alarmed. Cid nodded somberly. "The decision whether to go our not is up to you Squall. But keep the stakes in mind." As if on que, the Balamb Garden theme song came to a halt. After several seconds, it was like a broken record, skipping occasionally. The lights flashed on and off for a few minutes before the music started up again and things returned to normal.

Selphie clung to Irvine's shoulder. "I'm scared!" Quistis clenched her fists, gritting her teeth in anger. "What motive could they possibly have for doing this. These people should know that without music our entire world is at risk!" Rinoa shook her head. "Squall this is bad. Admirer Island is-" "I know." Squall closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead.

"...So, are we going or not?" Seifer asked. "What?" Squall looked up alarmed. "I could use a little excitement," Seifer said with a shrug, "and I sure as hell don't trust those blondes and their teams to get the job done. If just let them do it we'll never get our composer back"

Rinoa crossed her arms and glared at Seifer. "Seifer. You're blonde"
Seifer grinned. "I'm not a dumbass like them am I?" "He's right." Squall said firmly. At the sudden silence he rolled his eyes and shook his head. "About the getting the job done thing?" A collection of "Oh's" sounded from the group, with a: "What are you saying?" from Seifer.

Ignoring this, Squall continued. "We're the only ones we can trust to do this. I don't know about Cloud, Zidane, or Tidus, but I know we all have some kind of training, even against the Die-hards. We have to go..."

"Squall?" Squall snapped out of his reverie to find Rinoa shaking his shoulder and everyone else making sure they were loaded with weapons and supplies. "We're here." She said. Squall nodded and stood up, unsheathing his Gunblade. "Alright." He nodded. "Unless we run into some kind of trouble, it should take us three days to reach the center. Xu's placed devices on our weapons that protect us from the Die-hards."

"How do they work?" Zell asked, poking his gloves suspiciously.

"She said they remind the Die-hard Fans of something long forgotten. She called it a Social Life I think. Apparently they don't like to deal with that, so they run as fast and as far as they can"
Quistis cracked her whip on the floor, testing it out. "Do you think it'll be strong enough to keep them away?" She asked, turning to face Squall. Squall shook his head. "I'm not sure, but they're all we've got going for us."

"Let's hope it's enough." Irvine poked Selphie who was still a little groggy.

"Alright." Squall said. "Everyone ready? We need to make it into the forest as quickly as possible. We're sitting ducks out here on the beach." As soon as he'd recieved a nod from everyone, Squall placed his hand on the switch that opened the door sending sunlight streaming in.


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