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FFVIII Chapter 6- And the Skies Opened UpFFVIII Chapter 6- And the Skies Opened Up by SassyLilPanda
Chapter 6- And the Skies Opened Up
Squall wasn't sure how long he stood out in the flower field, alone, staring at the sky. It could've been long hours, or maybe even mere minutes, he wasn't sure. He'd lost track. The clouds rolled by, grey and menacing, suggesting that he might be seeing a storm soon. Squall ignored the cool breeze that swept around him, lifted from the ocean's surface. He could smell the salt in the damp, chilly wind mixed in with the scent of the flowers he was surrounded by.
Squall could've cared less. Let it storm. It was already storming inside of him enough as it was. Maybe if it rained on him, it might wash away a little of his pain and help ease the storm brewing inside of himself. The young SeeD ran a hand through his hair and looked around him, thinking of how differently his whole life would've been had Laguna known about him.
Why couldn't it have been different? If Ellone had told me about Laguna, we could've informed Matron and Cid of this and found hi
FFVIII Chapter 4- The Hard Learned TruthFFVIII Chapter 4- The Hard Learned Truth by SassyLilPanda
Chapter 4- The Hard Learned Truth
Laguna stood with his hands wide open in a welcoming gesture, emerald eyes shining. "Squall! Rinoa! Hey there! It's so great to see you kids again! See? What'd I tell ya! Love, frendship and courage was the way, and now look at you!" Laguna seemed to be bursting with pride as he walked briskly toward them. He clapped his hands firmly on, a rather stunned, Squall's shoulders. "Alive, well. Happy, I hope? Man, I gotta tell ya, it's a relief seeing that you're healthy and not all beaten and tore up and stuff. I'm sure that precounter with Ultimecia wasn't exactly an easy trip on a boat!"
Trip on a boat? Precounter...? Pretty sure he means encounter... Squall shook his head and pushed Laguna's hands off of him, but the older gentleman paid it no mind.
The President peeked around Squall and Rinoa, scanning the room. "Well, where are the others?"
"Quistis, Selphie, Zell and Irvine have gone to scout the city and talk with the citizens and soldiers," S
FFVIII Chapter 3- A Mutual UnderstandingFFVIII Chapter 3- A Mutual Understanding by SassyLilPanda
Chapter 3- A Mutual Understanding
Hours later, Balamb Garden had docked successfully on the shores of Fisherman's Horizon. Squall headed toward the Garden exit, with Rinoa, Quistis, Selphie, and Zell close behind him. Irvine had stayed behind in the parking lot to prepare the Garden's vehicles for departure. Squall turned back toward the others. "You guys are free to roam around the town for bit, but don't go too far. I have a meeting with Mayor Dobe, and we're leaving directly after."
"Oh no, not him again, that old geezer. He really pissed me off," Zell groaned. "Man, they all hate us here, you do know that, right? The last time we were here, we got insulted and shit on!" The blond martial artist slammed on fist into palm. "Buncha warmongers, they called us!"
The SeeD Commander turned toward Zell, his arms folded across his chest. "Just relax, Zell. I'll be the one talking to the mayor, not you." Squall paused, turning his head to the side and looking downward. "Why don't you h
FFVIII Chapter 5- Painful RealizationFFVIII Chapter 5- Painful Realization by SassyLilPanda
Chapter 5- Painful Realization
Is this drive ever gonna be over? How much longer til we get back to FH? I really don't know how much more I can take...
"Squall?" Rinoa's small voice broke the Commander from his thoughts and he glanced towards his young sorceress. She had a sympathetic expression plastered on her face, her lovely eyes full of worry, and for some reason it irritated him. Squall didn't need her sympathy. He didn't need her or anyone else feeling sorry for him. "Can we please talk about this? This isn't something that you can just blow off and run away from." Rinoa stared down into her lap as her hands fiddled with a zipper on her shorts. "I want to help you, Squall. I mean isn't that what couples do for each other? When they love someone, they want to help that person through whatever it is they're dealing with, right? So please," she murmured, placing her on Squall's wrist. "Please let me help. This isn't something you have to handle on your own."
Untitled FFVII/ Familiar of Zero plunnieIf there was one word he could use to describe his current location… it would most certainly be peaceful.Untitled FFVII/ Familiar of Zero plunnie by cmsully
No more battles to the death… no more lies about just who or what he was… nothing. Which was probably part of the man’s current problem.
It wasn’t that he absolutely needed something to happen, like it would’ve been for several people he had once known (including his student and his best friend). No, this man’s restlessness was caused by one thing, and one thing only.
He needed to regain his honor… the honor that he threw aside once he had decided to force his student to kill him. At the time, he had felt it was the only way, but once he had died he realized at just how… cowardly that action had been.
It wasn’t that he needed to die to regain his honor, he had discovered. When he saw his silver-haired friend succumbing completely to the madness that had whispered at the edg
The X-blade Express 3The X-blade Express 3 by cmsully
“Have you really met ghosts?” asked Daryl skeptically.
Turning his head towards the boy, Sora nodded, “Of course! There was Zero...”
“Zero? What kind of name is that for a ghost?”
Smirking at the fond memories as he faced the front of the train once more, Sora replied, “The ghost of a dog.”
His face showing his curiosity, Daryl inquired, “Then whose dog was he?”
Before Sora could answer, however, a light reappeared where the bum had vanished into the snow. “Heeey! Are you two still there?” came the bum’s voice.
“Yeah, we’re still here!” Sora shouted back, waving his right arm.
As the light grew closer, the two boys noticed that it was moving rather oddly. A couple of seconds later, it was apparent as to why- the bum had somehow acquired a pair of skis and was trudging through the snow with them already attached