I'm trying to write the story I had originally intended.
I don't own any of the Final Fantasy 8 characters, but the six newbies are mine.
I'm in an evil mood... this chapter jumps forward quite a bit... to around the time that Ultimecia actually takes power...
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Chapter 7
"It has been calculated and theorized that this time period," the instructor droned, "our time period is the one where the Last Sorceress, Ultimecia will originate from."
"Why does it matter?" one perky little student asked.
"Because, even though she was defeated," the instructor's monotone didn't waver, "We still have to train SeeD's for fighting her, to keep her power at a constant level. It was also theorized that she would gain power if anything was changed from their time to ours."
Most of the class sat in their seats placidly, taking notes as they felt the need. But one student, whose ancestors actually had taken part in the events the instructor related, already knew it all. Her several times great-grandmother had been among those who cast all of Sorceress' powers into a stone, and her many times great-grandfather had been among those who actually defeated the Sorceress Ultimecia. She'd heard the story often enough that she knew it by heart by the time she was seven. She was now seventeen.
She stared out the window, not even trying to note any of the details for the quiz that would be next class period. She knew the material, and probably knew it even better than the instructor, even though it was a machine programmed by the SeeD's of so long ago.
When the end of the class arrived, the girl stood, unfolding her rather tall frame from the chair she'd been sitting in. She could swear sometimes that they hadn't renovated those blasted things since the time of those 'legendary' SeeDs. In fact, when she didn't have to worry about being scolded for using such language, she did. When she walked out of the room, some of the less polite students shoved her just as she reached the hallway.
"Ow!" she yelped, her pitch black hair swinging into her face. She turned angry violet eyes toward her tormentors.
"Don't think yer so great jes cause you got family thet was part of all this!" the boss, as it were, of the group growled, "We all heard you braggin' bout this next test!"
"Big deal," she snorted, and shoved the shorter boy out of her way, "You're just pissed off because I know this shit like I do, and you actually are going to have to read for once if you want a scoring average anything like your hero's!" she mimed a swoon, trying to egg him out of control. They were easier like that.
"What are you all up to?" the tall reddish haired man leaned against the wall slightly, and crossed his arms.
"Nothin, sir," the whole lot of them stuttered, "We wuz just,"
"If you're going to lie," he snorted lightly, and pushed away from the wall, "At least do me the favor of speaking properly."
The boys nodded madly and left.
"I was taking care of them myself, Max," she rolled her eyes at the old family friend, then thanked him, "But thanks anyway."
"Aura," he shook his head, "You're only digging a hole for yourself that you won't be able to get back out of."
"Why should that matter?" she drawled, "You're always there to rescue me!"
He sighed dramatically, "But what about the day when I won't be there?"
"That day will never come," she giggled, "Not even if you find some nice g-"
"Aura!" he yelped, even though he laughed at her antics as well.
"To settle down with," she laughed as he turned a vivid red, "Sorry, I couldn't resist."
"You have weapon's practice," he nodded toward the rifle she had strung casually across her back, "It doesn't matter if you've already all but mastered it, you still have to have,"
"I know," she muttered, "But since I also have to have an observer from SeeD, would you mind,"
"Why do you think I'm here?" he smiled, "I knew you wouldn't want to practice with any of the other SeeDs around. You don't like them much."
"Well, considering that all of the other children who descended from that oh-so-perfect group are attending Galbadia, Balamb, or Trabia Garden..." she shrugged, "They think I'm supposed to be a spoiled b,"
"Why must you insist on using words with such a lack of originality?" he swiped a hand down the front of his face, "Although, I have to admit, Ernst was just like you."
"I still find it hard to believe that you're older than you look," Aura giggled, "There are so many people who think you're seventeen or something, but,"
"Fine, fine," Max gently pushed her toward the training center, "Shouldn't we get you to the Center to train?"
~
Don't take things at face value...
~Time is a strange thing to deal with, what was once known can be unknown.~
I don't own any of the Final Fantasy 8 characters, but the six newbies are mine.
I'm in an evil mood... this chapter jumps forward quite a bit... to around the time that Ultimecia actually takes power...
~
Chapter 7
"It has been calculated and theorized that this time period," the instructor droned, "our time period is the one where the Last Sorceress, Ultimecia will originate from."
"Why does it matter?" one perky little student asked.
"Because, even though she was defeated," the instructor's monotone didn't waver, "We still have to train SeeD's for fighting her, to keep her power at a constant level. It was also theorized that she would gain power if anything was changed from their time to ours."
Most of the class sat in their seats placidly, taking notes as they felt the need. But one student, whose ancestors actually had taken part in the events the instructor related, already knew it all. Her several times great-grandmother had been among those who cast all of Sorceress' powers into a stone, and her many times great-grandfather had been among those who actually defeated the Sorceress Ultimecia. She'd heard the story often enough that she knew it by heart by the time she was seven. She was now seventeen.
She stared out the window, not even trying to note any of the details for the quiz that would be next class period. She knew the material, and probably knew it even better than the instructor, even though it was a machine programmed by the SeeD's of so long ago.
When the end of the class arrived, the girl stood, unfolding her rather tall frame from the chair she'd been sitting in. She could swear sometimes that they hadn't renovated those blasted things since the time of those 'legendary' SeeDs. In fact, when she didn't have to worry about being scolded for using such language, she did. When she walked out of the room, some of the less polite students shoved her just as she reached the hallway.
"Ow!" she yelped, her pitch black hair swinging into her face. She turned angry violet eyes toward her tormentors.
"Don't think yer so great jes cause you got family thet was part of all this!" the boss, as it were, of the group growled, "We all heard you braggin' bout this next test!"
"Big deal," she snorted, and shoved the shorter boy out of her way, "You're just pissed off because I know this shit like I do, and you actually are going to have to read for once if you want a scoring average anything like your hero's!" she mimed a swoon, trying to egg him out of control. They were easier like that.
"What are you all up to?" the tall reddish haired man leaned against the wall slightly, and crossed his arms.
"Nothin, sir," the whole lot of them stuttered, "We wuz just,"
"If you're going to lie," he snorted lightly, and pushed away from the wall, "At least do me the favor of speaking properly."
The boys nodded madly and left.
"I was taking care of them myself, Max," she rolled her eyes at the old family friend, then thanked him, "But thanks anyway."
"Aura," he shook his head, "You're only digging a hole for yourself that you won't be able to get back out of."
"Why should that matter?" she drawled, "You're always there to rescue me!"
He sighed dramatically, "But what about the day when I won't be there?"
"That day will never come," she giggled, "Not even if you find some nice g-"
"Aura!" he yelped, even though he laughed at her antics as well.
"To settle down with," she laughed as he turned a vivid red, "Sorry, I couldn't resist."
"You have weapon's practice," he nodded toward the rifle she had strung casually across her back, "It doesn't matter if you've already all but mastered it, you still have to have,"
"I know," she muttered, "But since I also have to have an observer from SeeD, would you mind,"
"Why do you think I'm here?" he smiled, "I knew you wouldn't want to practice with any of the other SeeDs around. You don't like them much."
"Well, considering that all of the other children who descended from that oh-so-perfect group are attending Galbadia, Balamb, or Trabia Garden..." she shrugged, "They think I'm supposed to be a spoiled b,"
"Why must you insist on using words with such a lack of originality?" he swiped a hand down the front of his face, "Although, I have to admit, Ernst was just like you."
"I still find it hard to believe that you're older than you look," Aura giggled, "There are so many people who think you're seventeen or something, but,"
"Fine, fine," Max gently pushed her toward the training center, "Shouldn't we get you to the Center to train?"
~
Don't take things at face value...
~Time is a strange thing to deal with, what was once known can be unknown.~