I'm trying to write the story I had originally intended.
I don't own any of the Final Fantasy 8 characters, but the newbies are mine.
To warn you, this is starting to get gory. There are also slight hints of couples developing, but they're so slight as to almost not exist. This might change later. I say again, this is gory, or at least getting really violent.
The Rinoa bashing is revving into overdrive. I promise it's unintentional. Or at least, it started that way...
My apologies for the long wait, if anyone's still watching. Due to computer and server problems, I couldn't access this for three weeks... so I'm only now able to add on.
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Chapter 22
"The others weren't in the best of shape, so don't be surprised to see some changes in them," Irvine tried to warn the girls, "I mean, they were really hurt."
"In other words," Quistis raised an eyebrow, "you're saying what?"
"They were as good as dead," Squall snapped, "And we had to allow the Guardians to take over their bodies in order to save them."
"You sound as if you resent this," the spoon against glass sounding voice caused Quistis to shudder as she saw Zell's ice covered body, "Do we leave them? They have nearly healed."
Squall groaned, "That wasn't the way I meant it," he rubbed his scar, "Besides, we let you do this as much for your own sakes as we did theirs."
"Good save," Lynne's voice surprised Quistis, Maria and Selphie by seeming to sound against their ears, though he stood at least ten feet from them, "We needed their help as much as they needed ours. We want to help tamp down this Sorceress and her father."
"Because they're trying to capture you all again," Quistis pointed at Eric, "And what about him? Was he killed?"
"Yes," Max glanced at the reanimated corpse, "But because Doomtrain is well-versed in the effects of various venoms and toxins, she can also reverse her abilities. The effect is a temporary staving off of the rotting that comes with death."
"Ew," Selphie whimpered, "Is it safe to hug her- um him, uh," she paused, confused.
"I would prefer you didn't," Doomtrain spoke with the sound of a punctured lung again, making Maria cover her mouth in shock, "Though the sentiment is noted and appreciated by both of us."
"Wait," Squall's eyes were wide with shock, "He died, how would he still-"
"He is currently among the undead," Max patted Maria lightly on the shoulder, "though no amount of holy water or any other status relieving items can recover it. When Doomtrain leaves his body, or should she run out of strength, his body will return to death. There is no other way about it. We'll just have to keep others from trying to follow him in grief."
Selphie's eyes were drawn to Ariadne, "What about her? Did she die?"
"No, but she'll wish she did," Irvine sighed, "So what are we gonna do now?"
"After we confiscate the aircraft and leave the good doctor here," Max pushed Odine out of the craft, and the scientist was so busy contemplating the latest inventions he could concoct, he didn't notice, "We'll free Seifer from Aura."
"Er," Irvine tipped his hat back, "Don't you mean, Rinoa? And who is Aura?"
Max paused, and then paled, "I may have meant both of them. I'm not sure yet, but all the same we need to get going to make sure she doesn't cause the second fatality of this venture she's madly gone on."
~
"Ow," Seifer groaned as he regained consciousness, "Did anyone get the registration number of that T-board that ran me down?"
"I'd call you sleeping beauty, but that would be my job," Rinoa's voice had returned to normal, and the face that peered at Seifer seemed to be hers.
"Rinoa?" Seifer felt he had to make sure of whether he was speaking to the slightly innocent Sorceress, or the rather deadly one.
"To a degree," Rinoa flashed a grin at him that looked alien on her face, "I figured you'd be more comfortable as a prisoner if you were outfitted as one. So I chained you to this wall. Trabia is rather cold this time of year though, so I suppose this could also be termed an execution. The others are in their Gardens, and all the little SeeDs and cadets here are," she smirked, "otherwise occupied, so you'll be here till you freeze. I estimate it would normally take about two hours for you to suffer hypothermia, but since the sun will set in one hour, you'll have maybe an hour and a half till the creatures come out for dinner."
"You're sick," Seifer tugged at the chains on his wrists, then winced as they dug in, "How can you do this? Rinoa wouldn't have even been able to think of something like this, much less carry it out."
"I told you I was only her, to a degree," the girl shook her head, "the stories all speak of Ultimecia having white or silver hair, I wonder how it came to happen. They say she hated SeeD; again, I want to know why. I figure you people would know best."
"She'd already had those features by the time they encountered her," Seifer eyed the diminutive brunette, "So what exactly are you after?"
"I'm not out to free Timber," she shrugged, "or to take over the world. Right now, I just want to gain power, to learn more about the famous SeeDs that eliminated Ultimecia. I want to find out more about this crystal," she moved as to pull on something around her neck, only to find that Rinoa's was bare of decoration, then snorted, "I don't have the means to bring myself to this time, but I certainly can take over the weak-minded."
Seifer snorted, "I never thought to have that confirmed about her in quite this manner."
"Keep laughing, Seifer Almasy," Rinoa walked out into the snowy fields, "Until the sun sets anyway," she climbed onto a chocobo, waved, and rode off.
Seifer tugged on the chains again, until they bit into his wrists, "Damn, she knew I hate pain. Guess she's really done research on this. I hate it when I run into someone who prepares that much. It makes life so much harder. Guess I can just wait until sunset."
After a few minutes, Seifer started to shiver, even though he was still trying to ignore the cold. When his teeth started to chatter he looked at the sky above his head. The fiery oranges and golden yellows helped him forget the cold for a few seconds and gave him an idea.
"Yeah," he snorted, "Let's see how long I can imagine hot, cooked food when I'm about to freeze to death. Lessee, I've always liked roasts. They get cooked for who knows how many hours to make them tender and easy to chew. Wait, maybe this won't work. I just keep thinking about the scavengers getting a Seifer-cicle."
Continuing to watch the sunset, Seifer realized he'd lost track of time, "Damn, she said I'd have about two hours 'til I had hypothermia, but I don't know how long its been since then. I don't know how long 'til the sun fully sets either. I'm cold. I'm bored too," he snorted, "I never thought I'd be bored out of my mind just before I froze to death. I always thought that people were busy until they died. Guess I get to not only die of freezing but to die of BOREDOM!!!"
His yell echoed around the snowy field, and Seifer almost thought he heard some thing respond to it. Blinking he yelled again, "I'M BORED!"
Another sound led him to believe something was actually approaching. Seifer decided he'd rather let the creatures of Bika field rip him to shreds before sunset even than to freeze, so he yelled one more time, "I'M BORED OUT OF MY MIND!!!"
"What mind?" Squall yelled back.
Seifer yelled at the top of his lungs in an incomprehensible stream, thinking he was being tortured even worse just before he died.
"Squall, is he always this nutty?" Max plugged his fingers into his ears, "I believe the volume, but the lack of coherency..."
Unfazed, Eric staggered up to Seifer, and grabbed each chain link that held the manacles around the slightly shorter man's wrists. He tugged just a bit on them and watched as Seifer fell mute, and dropped his wrists to his sides.
"You aren't some crazy hallucination that I made up just before dying," Seifer spoke through chattering teeth.
"You're starting to suffer from hypothermia," Max tapped the fingers of each of Seifer's hands, "At least she left you the gloves, so you won't lose your fingers."
Seifer thought about flinging himself at the others and pretending to be a rescued damsel in distress, but by the expressions, he figured they wouldn't appreciate it.
"Don't even think seriously about it," Squall apparently saw the gleam of mischief in his eyes all the same, "We're trying to find Rinoa."
"She left," Seifer was still shivering, "But d'you think you could help me out of here before I freeze to death anyway?"
~
Something about that didn't feel right. I'm not sure what. Maybe I'm not all that good at writing Seifer all by himself and about to freeze to death. He seems a bit like Zell, Selphie, and Rinoa combined... but who knows what imminent death will cause a person to do?
I don't own any of the Final Fantasy 8 characters, but the newbies are mine.
To warn you, this is starting to get gory. There are also slight hints of couples developing, but they're so slight as to almost not exist. This might change later. I say again, this is gory, or at least getting really violent.
The Rinoa bashing is revving into overdrive. I promise it's unintentional. Or at least, it started that way...
My apologies for the long wait, if anyone's still watching. Due to computer and server problems, I couldn't access this for three weeks... so I'm only now able to add on.
~
Chapter 22
"The others weren't in the best of shape, so don't be surprised to see some changes in them," Irvine tried to warn the girls, "I mean, they were really hurt."
"In other words," Quistis raised an eyebrow, "you're saying what?"
"They were as good as dead," Squall snapped, "And we had to allow the Guardians to take over their bodies in order to save them."
"You sound as if you resent this," the spoon against glass sounding voice caused Quistis to shudder as she saw Zell's ice covered body, "Do we leave them? They have nearly healed."
Squall groaned, "That wasn't the way I meant it," he rubbed his scar, "Besides, we let you do this as much for your own sakes as we did theirs."
"Good save," Lynne's voice surprised Quistis, Maria and Selphie by seeming to sound against their ears, though he stood at least ten feet from them, "We needed their help as much as they needed ours. We want to help tamp down this Sorceress and her father."
"Because they're trying to capture you all again," Quistis pointed at Eric, "And what about him? Was he killed?"
"Yes," Max glanced at the reanimated corpse, "But because Doomtrain is well-versed in the effects of various venoms and toxins, she can also reverse her abilities. The effect is a temporary staving off of the rotting that comes with death."
"Ew," Selphie whimpered, "Is it safe to hug her- um him, uh," she paused, confused.
"I would prefer you didn't," Doomtrain spoke with the sound of a punctured lung again, making Maria cover her mouth in shock, "Though the sentiment is noted and appreciated by both of us."
"Wait," Squall's eyes were wide with shock, "He died, how would he still-"
"He is currently among the undead," Max patted Maria lightly on the shoulder, "though no amount of holy water or any other status relieving items can recover it. When Doomtrain leaves his body, or should she run out of strength, his body will return to death. There is no other way about it. We'll just have to keep others from trying to follow him in grief."
Selphie's eyes were drawn to Ariadne, "What about her? Did she die?"
"No, but she'll wish she did," Irvine sighed, "So what are we gonna do now?"
"After we confiscate the aircraft and leave the good doctor here," Max pushed Odine out of the craft, and the scientist was so busy contemplating the latest inventions he could concoct, he didn't notice, "We'll free Seifer from Aura."
"Er," Irvine tipped his hat back, "Don't you mean, Rinoa? And who is Aura?"
Max paused, and then paled, "I may have meant both of them. I'm not sure yet, but all the same we need to get going to make sure she doesn't cause the second fatality of this venture she's madly gone on."
~
"Ow," Seifer groaned as he regained consciousness, "Did anyone get the registration number of that T-board that ran me down?"
"I'd call you sleeping beauty, but that would be my job," Rinoa's voice had returned to normal, and the face that peered at Seifer seemed to be hers.
"Rinoa?" Seifer felt he had to make sure of whether he was speaking to the slightly innocent Sorceress, or the rather deadly one.
"To a degree," Rinoa flashed a grin at him that looked alien on her face, "I figured you'd be more comfortable as a prisoner if you were outfitted as one. So I chained you to this wall. Trabia is rather cold this time of year though, so I suppose this could also be termed an execution. The others are in their Gardens, and all the little SeeDs and cadets here are," she smirked, "otherwise occupied, so you'll be here till you freeze. I estimate it would normally take about two hours for you to suffer hypothermia, but since the sun will set in one hour, you'll have maybe an hour and a half till the creatures come out for dinner."
"You're sick," Seifer tugged at the chains on his wrists, then winced as they dug in, "How can you do this? Rinoa wouldn't have even been able to think of something like this, much less carry it out."
"I told you I was only her, to a degree," the girl shook her head, "the stories all speak of Ultimecia having white or silver hair, I wonder how it came to happen. They say she hated SeeD; again, I want to know why. I figure you people would know best."
"She'd already had those features by the time they encountered her," Seifer eyed the diminutive brunette, "So what exactly are you after?"
"I'm not out to free Timber," she shrugged, "or to take over the world. Right now, I just want to gain power, to learn more about the famous SeeDs that eliminated Ultimecia. I want to find out more about this crystal," she moved as to pull on something around her neck, only to find that Rinoa's was bare of decoration, then snorted, "I don't have the means to bring myself to this time, but I certainly can take over the weak-minded."
Seifer snorted, "I never thought to have that confirmed about her in quite this manner."
"Keep laughing, Seifer Almasy," Rinoa walked out into the snowy fields, "Until the sun sets anyway," she climbed onto a chocobo, waved, and rode off.
Seifer tugged on the chains again, until they bit into his wrists, "Damn, she knew I hate pain. Guess she's really done research on this. I hate it when I run into someone who prepares that much. It makes life so much harder. Guess I can just wait until sunset."
After a few minutes, Seifer started to shiver, even though he was still trying to ignore the cold. When his teeth started to chatter he looked at the sky above his head. The fiery oranges and golden yellows helped him forget the cold for a few seconds and gave him an idea.
"Yeah," he snorted, "Let's see how long I can imagine hot, cooked food when I'm about to freeze to death. Lessee, I've always liked roasts. They get cooked for who knows how many hours to make them tender and easy to chew. Wait, maybe this won't work. I just keep thinking about the scavengers getting a Seifer-cicle."
Continuing to watch the sunset, Seifer realized he'd lost track of time, "Damn, she said I'd have about two hours 'til I had hypothermia, but I don't know how long its been since then. I don't know how long 'til the sun fully sets either. I'm cold. I'm bored too," he snorted, "I never thought I'd be bored out of my mind just before I froze to death. I always thought that people were busy until they died. Guess I get to not only die of freezing but to die of BOREDOM!!!"
His yell echoed around the snowy field, and Seifer almost thought he heard some thing respond to it. Blinking he yelled again, "I'M BORED!"
Another sound led him to believe something was actually approaching. Seifer decided he'd rather let the creatures of Bika field rip him to shreds before sunset even than to freeze, so he yelled one more time, "I'M BORED OUT OF MY MIND!!!"
"What mind?" Squall yelled back.
Seifer yelled at the top of his lungs in an incomprehensible stream, thinking he was being tortured even worse just before he died.
"Squall, is he always this nutty?" Max plugged his fingers into his ears, "I believe the volume, but the lack of coherency..."
Unfazed, Eric staggered up to Seifer, and grabbed each chain link that held the manacles around the slightly shorter man's wrists. He tugged just a bit on them and watched as Seifer fell mute, and dropped his wrists to his sides.
"You aren't some crazy hallucination that I made up just before dying," Seifer spoke through chattering teeth.
"You're starting to suffer from hypothermia," Max tapped the fingers of each of Seifer's hands, "At least she left you the gloves, so you won't lose your fingers."
Seifer thought about flinging himself at the others and pretending to be a rescued damsel in distress, but by the expressions, he figured they wouldn't appreciate it.
"Don't even think seriously about it," Squall apparently saw the gleam of mischief in his eyes all the same, "We're trying to find Rinoa."
"She left," Seifer was still shivering, "But d'you think you could help me out of here before I freeze to death anyway?"
~
Something about that didn't feel right. I'm not sure what. Maybe I'm not all that good at writing Seifer all by himself and about to freeze to death. He seems a bit like Zell, Selphie, and Rinoa combined... but who knows what imminent death will cause a person to do?