Insanity | By : Naniris Category: Final Fantasy VIII > General Views: 611 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Insanity Chapter 2 Denial
Author: Naniris
Rating: R description of violence
Disclaimer: No, not mine
Comments:
“…”talking
~…~thoughts
{…}memories
Italics Zell’s self-preservation
Scene: Balamb
Garden over the ocean.
Inside of a room there’s a small group of people. The
fluorescent lighting and plain white walls give a surreal atmosphere, while
four of its six occupants sit uncomfortable waiting for the inquiry to end.
“I can’t take this anymore. You’ve been questioning us for
the past couple of hours, like we’re some kind of criminals.” Rinoa stood up next to Squall. Her eyes were puffy from
constant crying and her normally cheery disposition seemed to have banished.
“We’ve already told you what happened during time compression, okay and where
we came back. There’s nothing else you need to know.”
“AFFIRMATIVE.” A petite woman responded, her short silver
hair and crimson red eye made her stand out amongst a crowd. “NICE.”
“Stop talking like that, there aren’t any punks around to
scare off, ya know?”
“Of course I do, you idiot.” She kicked him in the shins.
“If I want to talk like that I will, ya know?...Gods
now I’m talking like you.”
A low laugh was heard in the pier. There sat a tall man with
aristocratic features. His hair was shining in the midday sun and his green eyes were brimming with tears as
he watched his posse. It was obvious he was trying not to laugh, but was
incapable of it.
“Just like the old days right; Raijin,
Fujin and me. The old posse and the rest of that
sentimental crap.” He said with a slight smile, but it couldn’t hide the
melancholy in his voice.
A shadow began to form above the harbor. It was huge and
imposing. Seifer smiled in nostalgia upon seeing his
only home pass above him towards its traditional landing spot
~ Just like the old
days, my ass. The Garden didn’t fly before and I was part of the Disciplinary
committee chasing after smalltime delinquents and being the biggest jerk that
school will ever see. I remember that Chicken wuss
would call me...~
But then memories returned to him. His heart rate quickened
and he could feel a cold sweat forming a layer on his skin.
{Rinoa was hiding in a corner. She
was pleading and screaming for him to leave. Caraway, her father, he’s standing
in front of her, holding a gun in one hand and his innards with the other. “No Seifer, don’t kill him. Please DON’T.”
He shoved his Hyperion through the General while hearing Rinoa scream “Squall help me, please help me…I need
you”………………}
His vision narrowed into a tunnel and he felt his knees
start to shake.
{“You’re not making any sense, Almasy.
I’ll never be like you” Quistis stood in front of him
unconvinced and as in control as she has ever been.
“Being a sadistic bastard and killer is not in my character
and it’s not in yours either. Don’t let that witch control you, fight
back.”………………}
He couldn’t think, he couldn’t breath.
Everything hurt. His face contorted into a mass of grief and self-hatred.
{“Why am I… still alive? I should…have…bled to death.”
“Because death would be a gift compared to what’s about to
happen to you.” He was holding Zell in his arms and
couldn’t stop himself, he couldn’t st“no…“no…no…no…” ~ I don’t want to, please Hyne, anyone stop me. I can’t do this. ~“That tattoo of
yours is such a turn-on” ~ Gods, no…stop me…~}
“No, stop this, anyone stop me, please…stop it” Seifer broke down to the ground and started to beg
unsuccessfully for a past memory to change. He held his head trying to block
out images and pleas from the people he cared about most and of how he hurt
them.
{“You shouldn’t be so defiant, my kursed
Knight. I’ll find a way to punish you, that will make the lashings and beatings
seem like karesses from your beloved Ze...”
“Don’t you dare say his name.”
“Very well. Kontinue
to fight against me, my sweet warrior, I look forward to the day where you’ll
face my true wrath”}
He started to mumble
asking for forgiveness or death or both, until he felt strong arms embrace him
and pull him up while a soothing voice tried to calm him.
“It’s okay, Seifer. No one can
force you to do anything anymore. We’re here, Raijin
and I are here and we won’t let anyone take our friend away.” Fujin stroked his face with a delicacy unexpected from such
a harsh personality. “Let’s take him to our place so he can rest.”
“Good idea, all these nosy bastards are getting on my
nerves, ya know?” Raijin
glared at a small crowd that formed to see the fallen Knight.
“FUCK OFF” A loud and commanding voice came from Fujin that scared the bystanders away for the moment.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…forgive me, please…”Seifer droned on unaware of his surroundings lost in his
thoughts and of memories past.
TBC
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