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Time off.	By : Jros Category: Final Fantasy VIII > Het - Male/Female Views: 1346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 5

A small beam of light shone through the darkness, and Zell�s shout echoed through it, �Rinoa! Rinoa! Are you ok? Answer me!�

Before she could reply, another stone fell and blocked the hole. She ran to the wall and began to try to move the stones, but it was useless. They were locked in place. She turned and slumped against the wall.

�No�not like this�. I can�t do this alone. Help me, somebody�.Squall��
then she slid to the floor, lowered her head, hugged her knees, and began to cry.

From the other side of the wall, Zell frantically tried to remove the stones, but he too discovered it was impossible. As he turned to get help, four of the dirty SABERS blocked his way. They were staring at the floor and stood motionless. They didn�t appear to be breathing but their chests heaved all the same. Inhuman gurgling replaced what was supposed to be breath.

Zell took a step forward, unsure of what was going on. He stared at the SABERS and asked, �are you ok?� Suddenly they all looked up. Their stare was so uncomfortable that Zell froze and began to tremble. They all laughed, dry whistling sounds. One SABER very clearly the leader limped like a zombie in front of the other three. For what felt like hours to Zell the leader just stood and stared at him. His head was slightly inclined as if Zell was sideways, and he looked like he was staring through Zell.

Zell cast scan and his mind began to focus. Apparently the scan could only pick up that the SABER in front of him was definitely not human. Zell backed up until he felt the wall. Looking around frantically he whispered, �fuck, I need help!�

It was then that the leaders head snapped vertical again and smiled a sinister smile.
Patronizingly the leader said,

�OH� ZeLL!�YOU� DON�T need HELP!�.YOU�.should�.COMEWITHUS!�

Then their bodies began contorting into strange positions

�The hell are you!� Zell shouted, readying his body for combat, as his mind junctioned Full Life to his Ergheiz.

�You don�t�NEED to know�.NOW cOme with Us�� OR we�LL dEep Fry YoU cHicKENwuSS!�

And with that they lunged at him all at once. He ran up the wall and back flipped over them. They continued to run, and hit the wall hard. They fell down in the comedic, legs-coming-up fashion but rolled over and stood up as if nothing happened.

They stood facing the wall they just hit, breathing hard and wheezing. Then their heads began jerking violently to either side. Suddenly the SABERS whipped around. They grabbed at their clothes and ripped them off, revealing gray, rotting, horrible smelling skin. Skin devoid of any kind of signs they were human. No genitalia, nipples, or a belly button. The burns Zell saw earlier were actually tattoos, done in a precise manner that covered the vital organs of the body. Stitches ran along those tattoos. They began to quake and the tattoos began to run towards the floor, as if they were being rinsed off.

The dirty SABERS began to drip and melt. Their eyes investigating what their brains looked like and wailing like banshees. Zell grabbed his ears and staggered. They eventually formed a black puddle, and from that puddle arose a creature with an odor so foul it made crap wrapped in sewage seem appetizing. It loomed over Zell, standing about 9 feet to his 6. it had one eye, yellow with green pupils. It had a steady stream of puss falling from it. One arm was a useless child�s arm, the other arm- about 5 feet in length, heavily muscled with razor sharp claws was a different story.

It didn�t have legs, but rather a tail-like base that coiled and formed a cone. Its body was skinless and rotten in some places. You could see through the ribcage into its chest. Zell fought back the urge to vomit as he watched a black dead heart do its mock job of circulating dead blood into the creature�s veins. It sprouted wings and let out an anguished roar. The wings were the traditional bat style wings, except that they were full of holes. Skeleton wings really. Its gaping maw filled with jagged mismatched teeth of different size, shapes, and species, began to foam. A tongue emerged, Long and thick, caressing the razors in its mouth, cutting itself, not seeming to notice or care.

It reared up and threw its arm behind itself. The oozing lone eye watching Zell closely. Then it began to laugh and screamed,

�BWwAHA�..dEeP FriED chicken�..WUSSSSSS!
And in the blink of an eye, a club filled with knives threw itself at Zell.
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