"Listen Rinoa. There's still a lot you don't know about me. I'm sorry
about what happened yesterday. But listen to me and please, don't interfere
until I'm finished with my story even though it may be really tempting.
Don't worry about your classes. They are nothing. Now please, just listen,
to my WHOLE story."
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=Metasite: Birth of a Hero=
Chapter 1: Shady Memories
I was born and lived my early childhood years in the small town of Winhill. It was one of those hic towns where everyone knew everyone else. I can't remember the time spent with my parents too clearly and I only know about Winhill because of my "visit" there seven years after I was taken away.
This early part of my story probably contains the most mystery. But having traveled around the world and talking to various individuals, I think I've got most of it pretty much as close as you can get it.
My name was Leon Loire. I was just a kid growing up in Winhill with my parents' friend's kids. We would play tag and hide and go seek in the town and get free ice cream sundaes from the ice cream man. It was your average "good old days" scene.
These were probably the happiest times of my life. But I don't remember them very well.
The Galbadian army has an exclusive device known as a EP101 Metasite Radar. This device always them to track metasite activity across the globe. How the device works is that it feeds off the particle energy that is given off by a metasite the first time it comes into contact with it's host. This process can happen within two years of a metasite's birth or not until they are twenty. It is totally random. For me, it was when I was five years old.
This I can remember clearly. My father, a fairly good journalist by the name of Laguna Loire, brought me out hiking one day. It was a beautiful day.
I really liked my old man. He was outgoing and fun (at least from what I've heard and a little from what I remember). Unfortunately, I only spent five years with my parents.
My mother was a pretty woman who was born and raised in Winhill. She was quiet and polite and generally a nice lady. She seemed to contrast greatly with my loud and fun-loving dad with his shoulder length brown hair and ever-present smirk. But nonetheless, they got along well all the time.
Anyway, back to the hiking trip. My dad and I were hiking to the top of this huge mountain. The air was fresh and there was a healthy breeze. When we reached the top I looked out to the sea and something seemed to awaken within me. It was the most peculiar feeling. I had no clue what it was at the time and I was sort of afraid. Well, you know what little kids do when they're afraid. My eyes got wide and I told my dad what was happening to me.
"Hmmm...I don't know about that" he said "Maybe you're just hungry. Come on, let's get off this rock and get something to eat. I'm feeling a little strange myself."
We hiked down and walked back to our house for dinner. My dad was right...or so it seemed...after dinner I was feeling fine.
But that night, something terrible happened. That night was the night that would transform me from the happy, and joyful little kid to a man that would one day slay countless numbers of men.
It was around 10:00 at night and I was in my room sleeping. My mom and my dad were in their room watching television. This part of the story is blurry for me but this is where my contacts gave me as much info as I could find.
There was a knock on the door and my dad went to check who it was. About five Galbadian officers from the "Metasite Retrieval" Squadron came to "pick up their package".
They showed my dad official printouts from the Metasite radar and official documents that gave them the right to claim the metasite in the house. All my dad had to do was sign on the dotted line.
Well, of course my dad refused. He told them that there was no way they were going to take his son. And he was well prepared to fight them for his son's freedom.
Unfortunately for my old man, the officers were well prepared for a fight as well. The leader dropped my dad with a revolver bullet to the head. My mom was in my room protecting me.
The soldiers barreled into my room and told my mom what had happened to dad. I remember some bits and pieces of conversation. They said it was "tragic" that my dad didn't want a peaceful conclusion.
My mom called them all bastards and pulled out a hidden knife in her nightgown but she too was shot by the Galbadian officers. I remember one of the bullets grazing my shoulder and leaving it soaked with blood. But then miraculously I felt a tingling coldness in my shoulder and my blood became blue smoke and healed the wound. I opened my mouth to scream but was silenced by a gloved hand over my mouth.
"Yep, definitely a metasite" the leader said and then he gassed me.
This is the part of the story which I remember clearly. From this point on, it is one hundred percent my own experience.
I remember waking up to a large white room and being strapped down to a bed of some sort by these sheets of fabric. At the time, all I was thinking about was where my mom and dad were. I struggled against the sheets but to no avail. Then I heard a kind voice blare out over some sort of intercom system.
"It's okay. Don't worry. Everything will be fine." it said.
The voice was a woman's voice and she sounded nice enough so I just rested. I was just a kid who didn't know anything.
"There you go. Just relax." she said.
Then a door opened up from a corner of the room and a thin teenage girl walked in dressed in a white lab coat.
"Hi, sorry about the straps but they're mandatory. My name's Ellone." she said.
"Where am I?" I asked.
"You're in Galbadia Garden's Infirmary." she said.
"What happened?"
"Don't worry about that for now. Everything will become clear later on. Right now I just need to run some lab scans and then I'll tell you everything." she said.
She pushed a button on some sort of remote control and the straps loosened up and let me move again. I sat up and stretched a little.
"I'll be right back. Just wait here." she said.
Wait here. She went out the door and closed it. I heard the locking mechanism click shut. I wasn't going anywhere. But wait a minute. How did I hear that? It must have been very soft yet I heard it like it was an alarm clock.
SHOOP CLICK
It was the lock inside sliding in and then locking the door. I covered my ears with my hands and it sort of dampened the sound a little. Ellone must have been watching because when she returned she asked me why I did that.
"I don't know. I just all of a sudden heard that lock shut." I told her. Her eyes went wide with shock but she instantly hitched back her calm demeanor and replaced her open mouth with a slight grin.
"Congratulations Squall. I've just finished running the tests and all the results are positive. You're a metasite." she said.
"A what?"
"A metasite Squall. The soldiers also tell me you were scratched with a bullet but recovered instantly. I don't know if you remember it or not." she said.
I thought back and did remember the bullet and my blood turning blue. It creeped me out.
"Yeah I remember. But you still haven't told me what a metasite is."
"A metasite is a symbiotic creature. This is probably too advanced for you to understand...Let's just put it this way, let's say there's an animal living inside you and it's like your pet. Only you don't have to do anything like walk it or feed it. It lives off of you. This pet is just like a dog or something like that...It can help you and protect you. But we have to teach you how to use him first."
This last part REALLY freaked me and I was just totally sickened at having a dog living in my body. It did NOT sit well I can tell you that.
"What?! What if I don't WANT you to help me?" I said. "I want my dad!"
She sighed. "I'm sorry Squall. But your parents are dead. They were killed." she said.
I thought back again and remembered vaguely the soldiers. And I put two and two together and realized what had happened...
"B-b-but..." I stuttered but was stopped as another figure entered the room.
He was a slim man who stood at about six feet. His skin was dark and his hair was set in a weird braided style. Despite his slender build, I could see that this was not a man who was weak. His arms were muscular and the look on his face was one of a soldier who had seen many battles.
"Lieutenant Kiros!" saluted Ellone.
"Ellone, the boy is supposed to be at the training center now. I've been waiting for him for five minutes already. Why did you take so long?" he asked her. His voice was firm but soft and he did not speak to Ellone in a way that was hostile.
"I'm sorry sir. I got carried away. I was telling him what a metasite was."
Me, being the smart aleck that I am, decided to say something stupid.
"Yeah, and I don't WANNA be a metasite!" I said in between floods of tears. I still couldn't believe my parents were dead.
The man called Kiros looked down at me and stared for a while. Nobody spoke a word and the only sound was the sound of my occasional sobs.
He bent down and put a hand on my shoulder. I dropped my gaze.
"Listen, I'm Lieutenant Kiros Seagill. Stop crying and look me in the eye." he said.
I didn't know why but something about him seemed to make me listen to him. He was not threatening me nor was he raising his voice. He just merely told me what I should do in a calm voice. And I did it. I didn't want people to see that I was weak. My dad always told me never to let people see I'm weak. I did it for my dad.
I bit back tears and slowly raised my eyes to meet the dark brown orbs of the Lieutenant.
He smiled a little.
"I will teach you. I will be your instructor and you will learn how to harness the power of your metasite." he said.
I didn't say anything. I just looked him in the eye. I had to face my fears, for my parents' sake.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"Leon Loire." I said. I didn't choke it out this time. I said it firmly and clearly and held back all my tears.
"That is a name that is not worthy for a warrior. Today you start a new life. Forget about your old one and focus on the new one. I am giving you a new name today. A name that every person in the world will one day learn to fear. From this day forth, you shall be known as Squall Leonhart."
AN: That's it for Chapter one! This chapter explains why Laguna and Squall's names are different =) And a whole bunch of other stuff about Squall's past. I also introduced Ellone and Kiros to the story. Hope you guys like it so far. I'm having a lot of fun writing this one. Remember to leave a review! Thanks!
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=Metasite: Birth of a Hero=
Chapter 1: Shady Memories
I was born and lived my early childhood years in the small town of Winhill. It was one of those hic towns where everyone knew everyone else. I can't remember the time spent with my parents too clearly and I only know about Winhill because of my "visit" there seven years after I was taken away.
This early part of my story probably contains the most mystery. But having traveled around the world and talking to various individuals, I think I've got most of it pretty much as close as you can get it.
My name was Leon Loire. I was just a kid growing up in Winhill with my parents' friend's kids. We would play tag and hide and go seek in the town and get free ice cream sundaes from the ice cream man. It was your average "good old days" scene.
These were probably the happiest times of my life. But I don't remember them very well.
The Galbadian army has an exclusive device known as a EP101 Metasite Radar. This device always them to track metasite activity across the globe. How the device works is that it feeds off the particle energy that is given off by a metasite the first time it comes into contact with it's host. This process can happen within two years of a metasite's birth or not until they are twenty. It is totally random. For me, it was when I was five years old.
This I can remember clearly. My father, a fairly good journalist by the name of Laguna Loire, brought me out hiking one day. It was a beautiful day.
I really liked my old man. He was outgoing and fun (at least from what I've heard and a little from what I remember). Unfortunately, I only spent five years with my parents.
My mother was a pretty woman who was born and raised in Winhill. She was quiet and polite and generally a nice lady. She seemed to contrast greatly with my loud and fun-loving dad with his shoulder length brown hair and ever-present smirk. But nonetheless, they got along well all the time.
Anyway, back to the hiking trip. My dad and I were hiking to the top of this huge mountain. The air was fresh and there was a healthy breeze. When we reached the top I looked out to the sea and something seemed to awaken within me. It was the most peculiar feeling. I had no clue what it was at the time and I was sort of afraid. Well, you know what little kids do when they're afraid. My eyes got wide and I told my dad what was happening to me.
"Hmmm...I don't know about that" he said "Maybe you're just hungry. Come on, let's get off this rock and get something to eat. I'm feeling a little strange myself."
We hiked down and walked back to our house for dinner. My dad was right...or so it seemed...after dinner I was feeling fine.
But that night, something terrible happened. That night was the night that would transform me from the happy, and joyful little kid to a man that would one day slay countless numbers of men.
It was around 10:00 at night and I was in my room sleeping. My mom and my dad were in their room watching television. This part of the story is blurry for me but this is where my contacts gave me as much info as I could find.
There was a knock on the door and my dad went to check who it was. About five Galbadian officers from the "Metasite Retrieval" Squadron came to "pick up their package".
They showed my dad official printouts from the Metasite radar and official documents that gave them the right to claim the metasite in the house. All my dad had to do was sign on the dotted line.
Well, of course my dad refused. He told them that there was no way they were going to take his son. And he was well prepared to fight them for his son's freedom.
Unfortunately for my old man, the officers were well prepared for a fight as well. The leader dropped my dad with a revolver bullet to the head. My mom was in my room protecting me.
The soldiers barreled into my room and told my mom what had happened to dad. I remember some bits and pieces of conversation. They said it was "tragic" that my dad didn't want a peaceful conclusion.
My mom called them all bastards and pulled out a hidden knife in her nightgown but she too was shot by the Galbadian officers. I remember one of the bullets grazing my shoulder and leaving it soaked with blood. But then miraculously I felt a tingling coldness in my shoulder and my blood became blue smoke and healed the wound. I opened my mouth to scream but was silenced by a gloved hand over my mouth.
"Yep, definitely a metasite" the leader said and then he gassed me.
This is the part of the story which I remember clearly. From this point on, it is one hundred percent my own experience.
I remember waking up to a large white room and being strapped down to a bed of some sort by these sheets of fabric. At the time, all I was thinking about was where my mom and dad were. I struggled against the sheets but to no avail. Then I heard a kind voice blare out over some sort of intercom system.
"It's okay. Don't worry. Everything will be fine." it said.
The voice was a woman's voice and she sounded nice enough so I just rested. I was just a kid who didn't know anything.
"There you go. Just relax." she said.
Then a door opened up from a corner of the room and a thin teenage girl walked in dressed in a white lab coat.
"Hi, sorry about the straps but they're mandatory. My name's Ellone." she said.
"Where am I?" I asked.
"You're in Galbadia Garden's Infirmary." she said.
"What happened?"
"Don't worry about that for now. Everything will become clear later on. Right now I just need to run some lab scans and then I'll tell you everything." she said.
She pushed a button on some sort of remote control and the straps loosened up and let me move again. I sat up and stretched a little.
"I'll be right back. Just wait here." she said.
Wait here. She went out the door and closed it. I heard the locking mechanism click shut. I wasn't going anywhere. But wait a minute. How did I hear that? It must have been very soft yet I heard it like it was an alarm clock.
SHOOP CLICK
It was the lock inside sliding in and then locking the door. I covered my ears with my hands and it sort of dampened the sound a little. Ellone must have been watching because when she returned she asked me why I did that.
"I don't know. I just all of a sudden heard that lock shut." I told her. Her eyes went wide with shock but she instantly hitched back her calm demeanor and replaced her open mouth with a slight grin.
"Congratulations Squall. I've just finished running the tests and all the results are positive. You're a metasite." she said.
"A what?"
"A metasite Squall. The soldiers also tell me you were scratched with a bullet but recovered instantly. I don't know if you remember it or not." she said.
I thought back and did remember the bullet and my blood turning blue. It creeped me out.
"Yeah I remember. But you still haven't told me what a metasite is."
"A metasite is a symbiotic creature. This is probably too advanced for you to understand...Let's just put it this way, let's say there's an animal living inside you and it's like your pet. Only you don't have to do anything like walk it or feed it. It lives off of you. This pet is just like a dog or something like that...It can help you and protect you. But we have to teach you how to use him first."
This last part REALLY freaked me and I was just totally sickened at having a dog living in my body. It did NOT sit well I can tell you that.
"What?! What if I don't WANT you to help me?" I said. "I want my dad!"
She sighed. "I'm sorry Squall. But your parents are dead. They were killed." she said.
I thought back again and remembered vaguely the soldiers. And I put two and two together and realized what had happened...
"B-b-but..." I stuttered but was stopped as another figure entered the room.
He was a slim man who stood at about six feet. His skin was dark and his hair was set in a weird braided style. Despite his slender build, I could see that this was not a man who was weak. His arms were muscular and the look on his face was one of a soldier who had seen many battles.
"Lieutenant Kiros!" saluted Ellone.
"Ellone, the boy is supposed to be at the training center now. I've been waiting for him for five minutes already. Why did you take so long?" he asked her. His voice was firm but soft and he did not speak to Ellone in a way that was hostile.
"I'm sorry sir. I got carried away. I was telling him what a metasite was."
Me, being the smart aleck that I am, decided to say something stupid.
"Yeah, and I don't WANNA be a metasite!" I said in between floods of tears. I still couldn't believe my parents were dead.
The man called Kiros looked down at me and stared for a while. Nobody spoke a word and the only sound was the sound of my occasional sobs.
He bent down and put a hand on my shoulder. I dropped my gaze.
"Listen, I'm Lieutenant Kiros Seagill. Stop crying and look me in the eye." he said.
I didn't know why but something about him seemed to make me listen to him. He was not threatening me nor was he raising his voice. He just merely told me what I should do in a calm voice. And I did it. I didn't want people to see that I was weak. My dad always told me never to let people see I'm weak. I did it for my dad.
I bit back tears and slowly raised my eyes to meet the dark brown orbs of the Lieutenant.
He smiled a little.
"I will teach you. I will be your instructor and you will learn how to harness the power of your metasite." he said.
I didn't say anything. I just looked him in the eye. I had to face my fears, for my parents' sake.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"Leon Loire." I said. I didn't choke it out this time. I said it firmly and clearly and held back all my tears.
"That is a name that is not worthy for a warrior. Today you start a new life. Forget about your old one and focus on the new one. I am giving you a new name today. A name that every person in the world will one day learn to fear. From this day forth, you shall be known as Squall Leonhart."
AN: That's it for Chapter one! This chapter explains why Laguna and Squall's names are different =) And a whole bunch of other stuff about Squall's past. I also introduced Ellone and Kiros to the story. Hope you guys like it so far. I'm having a lot of fun writing this one. Remember to leave a review! Thanks!