Here's Chapter 4. If you didn't like the last chapter then don't worry, Hope gets payback, and I think he deserves it. (The front-room door opens.) What the...? Nabaat, get that baton away from me. Get the god damn thing AWAY! (I grab a metal baseball bat and rush her.)
30 minutes after...
Ah, damn I feel worn out. Stay down, Nabaat! (I hit her with the bat again.) Don't look at me now. She wasn't very nice to Hope, was she? Stay... the... hell... DOWN! (I throw Nabaat out of the window.)
I don't own Final Fantasy. If I did, this wouldn't be happening.
(Nabaat rips the window frame off.)
What the FUCK are you, the goddamn Terminator? Bring it on!
(Fighting is heard in the background. I get smashed into the electric fireplace heater. After a while, I stand up.) Castiel, I'm gonna need some help here. Now!
...
Thanks! (I charge her and the laptop falls over.)
It had been 2 hours, and JihlNabaat was very angry. Her... special interrogation with the 14-year-old L'Cie had got nothing. Apart from the obvious results. She made a note to go further with the interrogations. Maybe that would get her results.
Hope's Perspective.
I wasn't feeling so good. I had been beaten up, kind of raped and abused by Nabaat and some PSICOM Huntresses and left here. They beat the hell out of me. White light started shining in my eyes, almost blinding me. When I could see properly again, there was a boy in a trench coat standing before me. He clicked his fingers and the chains snapped. I fell in a crumpled heap on the floor and he pulled me up so I could stand. I felt strength return to me and pulse through my body. "Who are you?"
"I'm meant to help you where I failed."
"Where... you failed?"
"You don't need to know about it." Then he handed me 2 pistols. Well, they looked like pistols. "That is more powerful than any gun you'll find in this base." He showed me how to reload and shoot them. Then, he gave them to me and pushed his hand at the door, not touching it, but it was still smashed out of the wall.
"Move! If you need help, just say the word." I ran out of the room at full speed, shooting the Reaver that had just come around the corner, a perfect shot with the result of dropping it instantly. I checked its body and found keys to the storage for my clothes, equipment and boomerang. I put the key in each door until I found the right one. I put my gun on the nearby table and got dressed. I picked up my Ninurta and threw it to test my accuracy. Hit first time. I put it in my back pocket and walked away, picking up the guns, .44 Magnums, I think Castiel called them, along the way.
I like these... A lot.
You should. They're custom made.
"What the HELL!" I fell flat on my face in shock. "Jesus Christ! Don't do that." I blasted a door to pieces and stepped through where it once was, again coming face-to-face with a legion of PSICOM. I saw a restroom, shot the door open and dived in then slammed the door behind me. I pointed both .44's at the door as it started buckling under their attacks.
Lightning's Perspective.
I was almost dead from exhaustion and fatigue. I had just fought and killed the Aster Protoflorian.
More like Asshole Protoflorian. I allowed myself a small smile at that. Then, out of nowhere I was smashed to the floor by a pulse of energy. I looked up and saw a kid in a trench coat. I drew my Lionheart but it was speared into the floor. I felt my consciousness moving into someone else's body. It was Hope's.
I heard gunshots ring through the air as PSICOM troopers fell, lifeless. Those that got too close were massacred by spells. When the last shot was fired, there was only silence. He spotted a PSICOM Huntress running into a corridor. It was one of the ones that had abused him. Hope started to follow her.
"Do you see what your words have made him into? You are the cause of his actions. You should have been more careful, but he has the ability to do what must be done now. You must understand that he would give his life for you." Then the kid disappeared, simply vanished into the air.
Why, Hope? What have I made you into? You're just a kid. What have you become?
Well, I guess I know the answer. You've turned into someone like me. A killing machine, that gets the job done every time.
And who the fuck was that kid?
Not having much of a choice, I kept on walking to Palumpolum. I was near and I could tell. As I ran up to the top of the hill I was on, I spotted Felix Heights and the road that led into Palumpolum. I jumped down the hillside until I reached the floor. Then there was a surprise waiting for me.
Fantastic. They brought in the Guardian Corps. More people to kill with less time to do it in.
I pulled out the UAV terminal and turned it on. Then I waited for a secure link.
Hope's Perspective.
I walked out of the room, knowing I had gotten my payback, and then I felt a vibration in my jacket. I reached into my pockets and pulled the UAV out. I activated it and Light's face popped onto the screen.
"Hope."
"Yes, Light?"
"What did that Huntress do to you?"
"Things that Hope wants you to do to him."
"What... WHAT the fuck? Trench coat kid?"
"Yes, it's me. I am in stasis in Hope's mind. I'll be blunt. You know Hope has a crush on you, yes?"
"... Well, yes, I do know."
"I'm so going to kill Snow for that!"
"Go away, Hope."
"That was Hope. Now it's me speaking."
"...Ok."
"So anyway. The Huntresses did some bad things to him. When you next see him, knock him out and examine his body. Do whatever you want to and he'll just pass out again."
WTF much?
Then the connection was ended. I put the terminal back where it was and headed to the gates.
Hope's Perspective.
I left the PSICOM base and after a while I spotted the road leading to Palumpolum. I ran straight to it, seeing someone I wanted to see very much for a while now.
I hope Light likes being glomped. Well, maybe she won't kill me.
I almost soundlessly run up to Light and jump at her. She whips around, but she isn't fast enough. I wrap my arms around Light, tackling her to the ground.
Lightning's Perspective.
I was watching the gates when I hear someone behind me. I turn around and see Hope tackle me to the ground. He lands on top of me in an embarrassing position. We both blush furiously, but then my Lightning Farron instinct kicks in and:
*SLAP*
"What was that for, Light? I just wanted to surprise you." I hear genuine hurt and sadness in his voice.
I've upset him now. Shit, what do I do, what do I do, what do I do?
As I'm hesitating, Hope starts walking away, and I do the first thing I think of.
Hope's Perspective.
My jaw still hurt from the slap she gave me. I guess she hates me after all and she just wanted to show me. As I'm walking away, Light does something that surprises me very much.
She hugs me. She actually hugs me. When Light turns me around to face her though, I think one thing.
I knew it. I FUCKING knew it...
Then Light knocks me out in one punch.
Lightning's Perspective.
As I undress Hope, I see the full extent of the damage done to him.
You've probably made it worse by knocking him out.
I had to knock him out.
And why is that?
Because I'm not doing this while he's awake. It would be too embarrassing.
I'm cut off when I unzip his pants and pull them off.
Hope's legs were every colour that they shouldn't have been. There were bruises and lacerations running up his legs and underneath his boxers. I had no choice but to pull his boxers off to see what had been done.
"Be professional. Just be professional." When I saw what had been done, I looked away in horror. "Who the fuck would do this," I asked myself.
Then Hope opened his eyes.
Hope's Perspective.
I opened my eyes to myself wearing nothing at all and Lightning looking at something very personal of mine. I immediately recoiled and started to run away out of embarrassment and shame. A Lionheart sticking out of the tree in front of me pointed square at my face stopped me in my tracks. Lightning turned me around to face her and I fell.
Lightning's Perspective.
When Hope started running away again, I got out my Lionheart, aimed and threw it. He stopped instantly, the tip of the blade pressing into his head. But when I turned him around, he was out cold. "What the hell is up with you, Hope," I asked myself as I watched and waited for Hope to wake up. After a few minutes, I saw that he was up. Then out of nowhere, I got really pissed off at Hope. I looked down and checked that my turtleneck was unzipped and I loosened my skirt, and pulled out some rope.
You. Are. Mine. And I'm going to show you that.
Hope's Perspective.
I opened my eyes to Lightning with an open turtleneck, a loosened skirt and rope in her hands. The next thing I saw was Light's fist heading for my face. Then there was only blackness.
When I opened my eyes, I tried to move. But I couldn't. Alarm bells started ringing as I saw that I was tied between two trees in a very embarrassing position.
Then I heard a branch snap, and when I turned my head around, I spotted something very bad.
What is Light going to do to me?
Light had no turtleneck on, her skirt was hanging off and she wasn't wearing her boots. She looked beautiful but I had no idea what she was doing. All I could do was look on in admiration, which I did. And then I knew that I was going to be fucked by Lightning Farron.
I know I shouldn't leave a cliffy, but the next chapter will be M-rated for Lightning making love with Hope at first, but then Light fucks Hope senseless. Oh, and I won against Nabaat. (I look at Nabaat chained to the wall, badly beaten and moaning in pain.) You shouldn't have attacked me then, Nabaat.
Anyway, please R&R.