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Where I Belong: An FF8 Fic Pt2BARTZ: Squall. You okay?
SQUALL: Y-Yeah. I'm fine.
ZIDANE: Who were you talking to?
SQUALL: No one important.
BARTZ: Look at the guy, he looks kind of upset.
ZIDANE: What did you say to him Squall?
SQUALL: It's a personal matter, Zidane. Lets go find the others first, and find Cosmos. I'll deal with the matter later.
BARTZ: Say, Zidane, why don't we have the guy come with us? He looks able.
ZIDANE: Sure. But...
ZIDANE looks at SQUALL who's facepalming.
SQUALL: Fine... whatever. Let Laguna come.
ZIDANE: Okay, you wait right here.
ZIDANE runs up to LAGUNA.
ZIDANE: Hey, uh... Laguna?
ZIDANE: Uh... would you like to come with us? We're off on an adventure to save the world.
LAGUNA: You sure? I mean, Squall...
ZIDANE: Never mind about Squall. He's always been kind of a moody guy.
LAGUNA: If you're sure you want my help then okay, sure. I'll come along.
ZIDANE: Great! Just try to not get on the bad side of Squall!
LAGUNA: Heheh. Sure thing!
At the Crystal World (Final Fantasy IX
Where I Belong: An FF8 FicSQUALL is inside Ultimecia's Castle (FF8's Arena) about to fight the final battle of FF8.
ULTIMECIA: ...SeeD... SeeD......SeeD...... SeeD, SeeD, SeeD! Curse all SeeDs. Swarming like locusts across generations. You disgust me. The world was on the brink of that ever-elusive 'time compression'. Insolent fools! Your vain crusade ends here, SeeDs. The price for your meddling is death beyond death. I shall send you to a dimension beyond your imagining. There, I will reign, and you will be my slaves for eternity. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Who shall I exterminate first? I'll start with you two!
vs. ULTIMECIA (Player: Squall, BGM: The Extreme)
SQUALL is now in a dark void after the battle, he arrives at Order's Sanctuary (Cosmos's Arena) where LAGUNA approaches him.
LAGUNA: Well done Squall, just the kind of work I'd expect from the commander of SeeD.
SQUALL: Thanks, that stuff you were talking about of love and friendship p
a hospital bird with soot in her lungsshe slept through a car crash
that almost killed her,
through whitewhite walls
where her lover dies
nobody thought she'd make it
but she woke up a few months later
with flowers in her hair
and ash in her airway
trying to remember how to start all over
but forgetting to remember how to live.
fall slipped from her open eyes
and winter crawled in for a long hibernation
to her the clouds looked sick
and pale like they might
let everything inside them out,
but she opened up wide instead,
spilling blood where there was none to be spilled.
her heart slipped down the street
and with unsteady hands
she stitched in a bird and cut off its wings.
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