Final Fantasy VIII: Later Adventures.
By WTW 
Pre-reading

All hail FF8 lovers!! My FanFic’s here for ya! These stories unrole the epic tale 
of what happened after the original game in such a manner, so that you may 
understand what made the characters of the game legendary heroes!!! In 
these sectional stories we’ll also find out some more about Squall’s and the 
rest of the crew’s mysterious origins. Lets hit it!!!

Prologue
The birth of a legend.

It was a rather cold August night. Heavy rain was falling at the little town of 
Winhill. At the residence above the Bar, two women sit in the darkening night 
wide-awake. The younger one, a lovely woman with brown hair and big blue 
eyes, is lying on the bed, still, silent trying to conquer the fear of death which 
draws closer. She has given birth to a little child, a boy, which is sleeping in a 
credel next to her. 
 The older woman is a midwife that was present during the birth, is now taking 
care of the young woman. Her face is diged with sorrow, for she knows the 
younger woman is to die, sonly after she gave birth to her son. 
“Raine?” she whispers. “ Raine open your eyes my dear, to see him…”
 Raine opens her eyes and sighs in pain.
“Tania, let me see him, hold him…” her voice is a weak whisper that comes 
out of her heart. Tania picked up the baby who woke up but didn’t cry. She 
laid him on Raine’s lap. 
 “Here he is…your son…”
Raine looked at the baby with tenderness.
 “ My baby…please forgive me…I’m leaving you all alone now…in hard times 
like these. Please forgive me…you’ll grow strong and healthy I’m sure. You’ll 
become great some day…Oh…my little one I’m sorry I’m going to die…”
Tears ran from her eyes. They flowed over the baby. 
 “ Raine…give him a name because…” she couldn’t say any more. She cried. 
Cried, for the upcoming death of the pretty, young woman. Raine looked out 
of the window. It was heavily raining.
 “There’s a storm tonight. Father used to call them ‘squalls’… Then, that shall 
be his name…Squall…Squall…”
 She left a final sigh and died in peace, happy to have predicted her son’s 
rise.
 But, how was poor Raine to know, how was Tania to know what that little 
baby was to become when she gave it to an orphanage ran by a woman 
named Matron. They had no idea that that little boy, was one day, 17 years 
later, to meet with 5 other magnificent young people, become friends with 
them and fall in love with one of the girls. No idea that he was the one 
destined to defeat a sorceress named Ultimecia who was from future. But 
also, no one in the world knew that, that boy was the last descendant of a 
proud and legendary family, the Leonharts and last descendant of a hero long 
forgotten…That is the beginning…It is the birth of a legend!      
 
Part I: The Lion returns.
Zell, Irvine, Selphie and Quistis were at the Front Gate of Balamb Garden, 
which was stationed on Mandy beach at Timber.
“Yo Quisty, where the heck is Squall and Rinoa?” Zell snorted with a bored 
expression on his tattooed face and started punching the air all around him.
“Zell, Quistis already told you twice they went to Timber ‘cause Rinoa wanted 
to visit Watts and Zone and see her father who was around. Geez Zell! Can’t 
you be a bit more patient?” Selphie told him off with an ironical expression on 
her face. Then, she leaned against the wall next to Irvine, who lovingly placed 
his arm around her. 
 “Hey! Here they come!” Quistis exclaimed, looking towards the direction the 
couple was coming from. The others looked too.
 Walking towards them came a young man, with his always, untidy brown hair 
waving in the soft breeze.
He wore black trousers, black leather boots, a white T-shirt and a black 
leather, waist-length jacket with white fur at the collar. There was a diagonal 
scar on his forehead, made by a Gunblade. Another Gunblade, his trusty 
Lionheart, was hanging by his hip. It was Squall Leonhart. He was laughing 
and coughing together. Next to him came Rinoa, his beloved girlfriend, 
giggling about something. They were both covered in sand and one excited 
Angelo was hopping all around them barking happily.
 “Yo! Squall! Rinoa! What the hell took you guys so long?” Zell asked, as they 
got close enough.
 Before answering, Squall spit some sand out of his mouth, smiled and said:
 “You won’t believe it, but we just ran into a pack of Vysages, Lefties and 
Righties. Man, they almost buried us in sand!”
“Yeah, but Angelo got us out of the tight spot!” said Rinoa cleaning her hair 
from sand. 
 “Okays!” Irvine said, “Since were all here at last, let’s check out…”
“…What I have to tell you?” Headmaster Cid interrupted him.
“YES Sir!” Irvine said and tapped his hat upwards.
 Everyone saluted. 
Cid cleared his voice and starded his speech.
“Alright, let me brief up the mission. I’ll try to make it short and sweet. A village 
near Winhill, named Calypso is under the threat of a dragon-like creature 
called Carnorium. The villagers contacted us and hired the best SeeD we 
have-meaning you six. Now, your job is to kill that creature and reclaim an 
artifact it has stolen. You’ll get to Calypso by car…Oh, Nida’s bringing one up 
right now…”
 When Nida brought up the car, the team saluted and got in. Nida waved at 
them as they drove away and Cid whished them luck.
 The journey to Calypso was long and calm, boringly calm, but with some fun 
moments, especially when Zell fell asleep over the steering wheel and the 
almost fell into a pit! From there on, Squall took up the wheel. Upon arrival at 
Calypso, they found out that the village was way too quiet.
“Hm…Hey, what’s going on here? This place seems deserted!” Squall said 
looking all around him.
“Really…it’s as it was…dead…” Rinoa said.
“No! It’s not dead! Everyone’s hiding from the monster!!” a young voice 
shouted behind them.
 The team turned around to face the owner of the voice. A young-no older 
than7 or 8 years old- boy was riding a Chocobo and pointed his gun bow 
towards Zell. 
 “Are you guys the SeeDs we hired?” he asked sharply.
“Yes, that’s us.” Squall replied. “I’m the team leader, Squall and this is Zell, 
Irvine Rinoa, Quistis and Selphie.”
 The boy looked at them one by one. “ Oh…Ok then. Sorry I threatened you. 
I’m Feidon; I’ll take you guys to the Car…Carnorium’s cave but, you’ll need 
Chocobos…wait a Minuit.”
He whistled and a bunch of Chocobos charged near them.
“Hop on!” Feidon said “And follow me!”
The party did as Feidon told them. Squall noticed the Chocobo he rode, a 
proud, stout male had its beak firmly closed.
 So they went through a forest, crossed a river and finally arrived at the cave.
 “Well, this is it.” Feidon said. “I’d better take the Chocobos now and hit the 
dirt…I guess I’m too scared to stick around…” Just as the Chocobos marched 
away, the one Squall was riding dropped something. It was familiar to him in 
shape but he couldn’t be sure. He picked it up. 
“Hm…an Ultima stone…might come in hand…” he said and put it in his 
pocket.
“Hm… I guess it’s better he ran away. This could be dangerous for him.” Said 
Selphie examining the cave’s entrance. “You think this could be some sort of 
a huge dragon?” 
“Huge or not, we’re gonna toast it! Right Squall?” Zell laughed out loud.
“ You took the words out of my mind, Zell.” Squall replied, drawing out his 
great Gunblade, The Lionheart. He looked at it, stroked the fine blade as it 
shone in the sun and entered the cave first. The rest of the team followed with 
their weapons out and their senses sharpened.
 They had walked quite a long way in, when the ground shook hard. A huge 
dragon emerged from just nowhere, and stood in front of them. It was 10-12 
meters high, with black scaly hide, a big, black head with red horns, eyes of 
bright green and teeth the size of bananas! Its tail was covered with large, 
gray spikes and it’s wings were the size of a small airplane’s.
 It roared proudly. 
                               ROOOOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“ Who dares to enter my kingdom?” it asked with anger. “ In Carnorium’s 
kingdom? The King of Dragons!”
 The team stepped a bit backwards in a little fear. All but Squall. He stood 
right there in front o the beast and ironically replied.
 “ You? The King of Dragons? Sorry to disappoint you but, Bahamut is King of 
Dragons as far as I know.”
 Carnorium roared in greater anger than before. 
“ How you dare to speak the name of my enemy in my presence?! You shall 
die!!! All of you! Come my servants!”
 At his call, dozens of dragons came from the dark corners. Ruby dragons, 
Hexadragons, Grendels, Blue dragons, all sorts of them. The cave’s entrace 
was sealed with magic and the team had no escape. 
“ Alright guys! Let’s PARTY!!!!” Zell shouted as he attacked the nearest 
Grendel. The big lizard tumbled on the ground by Zell’s blow and Quistis used 
Blizzaga on it.
 “YAHOO!!!” shouted Irvine firing at full speed against a Ruby dragon with 
Rinoa and Selphie helping him.
 In the meanwhile, Squall did something very crazy but very brave also. He 
attacked the Carnorium head on, all by himself. By the fist blow he delivered 
he caused some damage. The dragon roared furious. Then it opened its 
wings and starded to fly all around him. Now Squall was in deep trouble. He 
was stuck on the ground while the Carnorium was flying all around him 
spitting fire at him.
 “ Uh-oh! Shit! This…isn’t…good!” he thought as he jumped here and there 
trying to avoid the dragon’s fireballs. 
 Suddenly, the Carnorium hit him with his tail. That caught Squall on surprise. 
The tail hit him hard and tossed a few meters back wards onto a wall. A sharp 
spike ripped through his chest making the blood flow over his clothes. The 
Lionheart, his faithful Gunblade, couldn’t resist the force and broke.
 Squall collapsed on the ground. 
“Ahh…the pain…It’s too much…is it over?” he wondered as he passed away. 
He lost his senses.
“ Yo guys I can’t see Squall! He’s…disappeared!” Zell shouted.
 
Squall felt like drifting away from that world. He opened his eyes. He wasn’t 
lying on the floor of the dragon cave anymore. He was in a white chamber, 
with silver, shiny walls. The floor was covered in a thick white mist, which felt 
warm.
 He lifted his eyes and saw seven figures moving near him. They were all 
dressed in white clothes with hoods over their heads.
“ Who are you?” Squall asked.
The first figure uncovered it’s head. She was a young woman with long, red, 
curly hair. 
 “I’m Faith. Faith in friends, love and life.”
The second figure stepped forwards.
“I’m Truth.” She said. Half her face was ugly, half beautiful. Her voice was 
sweet. 
“ I may be painful, bad and pitiless, but I judge the lies.
Then the third figure showed herself. She had a stout expression on her face, 
but she was beautiful. She held a sword in one hand and a Libra on the other. 
“I’m Justice. I live it the souls of the noble ones.”
A young boy appeared. With blond hair and blue eyes, he looked innocent.
“I’m Courage.” I assist the brave ones in times of need.” His voice was loud 
and clear. 
 A mid-aged man looked at Squall kindly.
“ I am Wisdom. I provide illumination.” 
 Then, an old woman entered the circle.
“I am Knowledge. Wisdom is my son. We chose the wise mighty ones.”
Then, finally a tall thin woman walked towards Squall and the others bowed in 
respect.
 “ I am… Destiny…I have sealed your life, Squall. The seal is permanent and 
lifelong. Now, you have two choices, Squall. Either stay here, in eternal peace 
and dignity, or go back and fight in a dark unsure world. Chose now Squall.”
 Squall thought for a moment. All the things he had done in his life passed like 
a flash before his eyes. As much as he wanted to stay there and rest, back in 
his world, there was so much to see, still so much more to do. His friends 
were there, but above all, his first, only true love, Rinoa was there. He couldn’t 
live with out her. He decided to sacrifice a chance of eternal peace and rest, 
in the name of friendship and love.
 “Have you decided Squall?” Destiny asked him.
“Yes!” he replied. “ I choose to go back. I have so much to do there. I missed 
a lot of things in life and I want them back. I want to go back!” His soul was a 
bird that opened its wings to fly.
 Destiny smiled.
“ That’s what Andros would have chosen too…well then, since you wish to go 
back, talk to him.” She said and pointed somewhere behind her.
 Squall looked over to where Destiny showed him. What he saw amazed him. 
A great, proud lion with wings out of shiny silver, was trying to break free from 
its chains. It’s whole body shone with an out-world light. It roared with pride 
and anger as it tried to break its chains.
“ Griever…” Squall whispered. It wasn’t the evil GF he had once defeated. But 
it was Griever. Its figure was strangely familiar to him and made him feel 
secure, he could trust it. Then, Griever spoke. Its voice had an immediate 
effect on Squall. It was deep, silent, calming. 
“ Release me…Release me and set the power free…set the truth 
free…Release me Squall!”
 Squall tried to stand up, but the wound on his chest kept him down. 
“ You must get up…you must get up…” said a voice in him. “I must…I must…” 
he said to himself.
 The he heard a song. A sweet, relaxing song that gave him strength. It was 
Faith.
“ Believe and you can do anything. Believe and you shall faith’s song again.” 
Griever whispered. 
Then, Squall felt two hands supporting him and helping him to stand up. It 
was Courage.
“You know, lions walk with their heads to the sun, not the ground.” He said.
 Squall painfully got up and struggled towards Griever. The lion fixed its eyes 
on Squall’s. The blue fires in both met. Squall touched Griever’s chains, which 
broke open.
 Griever opened its wings and roared. Then he looked at Squall again. 
“ Squall, now you have proven you are a true Leonhart. Thank you for freeing 
me. I am Griever as I was before Ultimecia’s evil magic affected me, as I am 
after you freed me from the evil spells. I am the Guardian of every Leonhart.” 
 Then it looked at Squall’s wounds. It flapped its wings softly and the golden 
aura from them gave him life and healed completely the wound.
 “ Griever,” Squall said, “I want to go back to my world. I have to go because, 
my friends need my help, and… and I don’t want to leave Rinoa alone. She 
needs me now and I need her. Griever, please help me.”
 “ Of course I will, but first don’t you think you should learn something about 
the past and present, and why not, predict the future? Climb on my back.”
 Squall did as Griever told him. The Lion opened it’s wings and rised in the air. 
Before he knew it they were outside a mausoleum. Squall stepped down.
“ Griever, what is this place?” he asked.
“ The place of my birth, and the birthplace of the first Leonhart, Kallinike 
Leonhart. Come on, follow me.”
 They entered the mausoleum. Torches all around the walls lighted it. Squall 
took one from a nearby wall and full of curiosity looked around.
“ This is your families holy ground. Take a look around and learn” Griever 
said, sitting on a big stone block. Squall started to look all around him. He felt 
like he knew this place, it was mysteriously familiar to him. On the walls were 
paintings, marvelous paintings of people, men, women, all the ages, from old 
men to young kids. Some paintings were older than others.
 Then, he spotted the painting of a young man, his age about, who looked 
exactly like him! The only deference was, that he held a different type of 
Gunblade and he didn’t have a scar. But they were identical! 
“Griever, w-who’s this?” Squall gasped.
“Ahh…that’s Andros Leonhart. Your great-great grandfather. Squall these are 
all your ancestors.” The lion said in pride. “ This is the family of the Leonharts. 
Your family.”
 Squall was stunted.
“ These people are my family?” He just couldn’t believe it. 
“Squall, you come from an old and great family whose Propator was a 
Sorcerer. The powers of the Male Sorcerers are given from father to son, and 
not embodied like the powers of the Females. So Kallinike, the Propator of the 
Leonharts was a Sorcerer. And the powers of the Sorcerer don’t just involve 
magic. Those powers determine whether you are a fighter or a mage. 
Kallinike’s powers went straight down to you. You pushed all the power to 
fighting with weapons, the sensible thought, intelligences, self-discipline and 
dexterity. Which has proved excellent. They are all proud of you Squall. Yet, 
there is still enough power for you to obtain other abilities too. I dare to say 
you are the finest Leonhart of all, besides Andros, he was the greatest. It’s a 
pity Andros died in such a shame, killed by a treacherous dragon…”
 Griever looked all around him. 
“ You know, all the paintings are made by Kallinike’s magic. Take a look at 
that one over there.” He told Squall.
Squall did as Griever told him. He saw a background of black paint. And, 
before his very eyes, it started to full with lines, colors, and shapes. It was 
himself, standing there in the blackness, looking far away with his Gunblade 
over the right shoulder, and his other hand on his waist.
“That’s me…” he said.
“Yes that’s you. You’ve been accepted in the family. Now why don’t you take 
a look at the pictures before yours?” Griever continued with an enigmatic tone 
on his voice.
 Squall followed his orders. Still holding the torch he found out something he 
couldn’t believe even in his craziest dreams.
 He saw the picture of Raine. There she was smiling at him. Just as he 
remembered her from Laguna’s ‘dream world’. Big, blue eyes, brown hair, and 
kind face. 
“ Griever, does these mean, Raine…………….is my mother?!” Squall gasped 
with eyes wide open. 
“ Yes. Her name was Raine Leonhart. Then she got married to your 
father…Do you have any idea who your father is?” 
“ No. How could I……….Hold on a sec! You’re not telling me that….Laguna’s 
my father, now are you?!”
“ Yes he is. He’s one of the finest men I’ve ever met. Although he talks more 
than he must and acts foolishly sometimes… Yet, he is a wonderful man. He 
has a strong spirit. You look a lot like Raine, Squall, but you have your father’s 
eyes and spirit…And he doesn’t know either that you are his son. To him, you 
are just a wonderful young man, who did what he could no do on his own, 
defeat Ulyimecia. ”
 A bizarre though passed through his mind.
“ Oh no…” he said. “I’m such an asshole. I’m so ashamed. I thought Laguna, 
my father, was nothing’ than a clown, I called him a fool and a moron…Oh my 
goodness, I’m so embarrassed…When we first met up close, he saw what I 
though of him into my eyes…now how can he forgive me? His own…son…?”
“Squall, you did not know the truth. It’s is not a sin to not know the truth, it’s a 
sin not to seek for it.” Griever advised him. “ Squall, I’m sure that Laguna will 
understand you if you go and explain him. Do not hide anything from him; 
therefore he is your father. He is the only person you must trust more than 
yourself. He will understand how you felt. And believe me, he feels the same 
way about his younger self…But Squall, now we must return to your world. 
Your friends need your help. To manage that, Squall, you must think of your 
happiest memories you have from that world. Memories you hold in your 
heart. Tell me when you’re ready…” said the silver-winged lion and got off the 
block and stood in front of Squall.
 Squall’s mind was working with the speed of light. Which were his happiest 
memories? He had so few…because till recently his life was all misery, 
discipline and fighting… But, there in the back of his head he found the 
answers. It was when he found out that Zell, Quistis, Seifer, Selphie, Irvine 
and himself were once together. When he realized they were all friends. 
When he first met with Rinoa, when he first fell in love. After the struggle to 
defeat Ultimecia, when he almost lost her, Rinoa meant everything to him. If 
those weren’t his happiest memories, then which were? 
 “Griever, I’m ready but… my Gunblade was destroyed.”
The lion laughed with a soft growl.
“ You really underestimate Kallinike’s magic now, don’t you? Tch, tch 
tch…That can be arranged. Have a look behind the altar on your left …” 
Squall had a look. There plunged into the stone was his Gunblade, his 
Lionheart, brand new. Yet, it was a little different now. It shone with a 
mysterious, wonderful light, just like the light that Griever shone with, that felt 
warm as he grasped the handle. 
“ Ok, now I’m ready…”
He jumped on Griever’s back and kept his though on Rinoa and his buddies.
“ Let’s go Griever!”
Griever flapped his wings once more and they started flying through the 
wormhole that would take them back to his world. His skin was on fire and 
glowed with the same mysterious aura Griever had.
“ The light is called Flame Lion’s Mist!” Griever cried out. It covered both of 
them, spreading like flames. 
 The next second he was in the dragon cave. The evil Carnorium held Rinoa 
and the others prisoners. When they all saw Squall and Griever, their jaws 
dropped open. “Squall!!!!!!” everyone cried out. They though he had died, but 
there he was, with burning eyes, Gunblade in hand, covered with Flame 
Lion’s Mist ready to battle.
 The Carnorium saw them and was afraid. 
“ No!” It roared. “It’s not true! You! You are back! No…you can’t be back! It’s 
impossible! You are Andros! Andros Leonhart! You can’t be alive! I killed you 
long ago! You can’t be back!”
 Squall smiled with irony on his face.
“ Sorry to disappoint you, but this isn’t Andros. I’m just his descendant…”
“ You are facing Squall Leonhart, Carnorium!” Griever roared.
“ I’m a SeeD. My job was to get rid of you and that’s what I’m about to do!” 
Squall shouted. The echo of the cave made his voice sound more like a lion’s 
roar than like a human’s voice.
 The huge dragon roared. Then it closed its eyes and concentrated.
“What the heck is it doing?” Squall thought. Was it going to use magic?
Yet, Rinoa’s sorceress’ powers had warned her in time.
“ Squall!” she screamed. “Squall! It’s a death curse! Look out! You’ll die if it 
hits you!” 
 Squall’s mind worked again with the speed of light.
“Now what do we do Griever?” 
“Squall, this spell is pure evil. Only faith, love and believing in you can save us 
Squall…”
“ I know…” 
The Carnorium raised it’s clawed hand.
“ Intervigilium Mortalus!” it roared.
A ray of black light burst out of the dragon’s hand and flowed to Squall. But he 
knew what to do. He took his decision within quarters of a second. He pointed 
out his Gunblade.
“ Flame Lion’s Mist, guard me!” 
Someone had whispered to his ear the words.
A ray of the shiny mist hit the black ray and the black ray bounced away as if 
it hit a mirror and hit a Hexadragon, which died instantly.
 The love Squall had for his friends was what made the Mist to bounce the 
curse away. The dragons were now scared. None had survived from that 
spell. But Squall just had. 
 Squall and Griever charged and hit Carnorium. The Gunblade hit it’s neck 
and caused major damage. The dragon roared and started to spit fire against 
him. But he missed. The fireball hit a small cage. The door broke open and a 
puny dragon hopped out. 
“ Thank you Master Squall! Master Carnorium, sorry, but Caesar will obey the 
Leonhart now!” he squeaked and glinged his tiny fist at the huge dragon. 
“Traitor!” Carnorium roared.
“ Who is the traitor sir!? You! You killed Andros! You had promised to be his 
ally!  He promised to help us Holy Dragons, and you killed him! You are a 
traitor!” Caesar screamed and sticking out his tongue, blew a raspberry at 
Carnorium.
“ Master! Order Caesar Sir! Caesar obeys!” He yelled at Squall.
“Caesar…free…my…friends…” Squall responded trying to deal with 
Carnorium’s tail along with Griever.
 Caesar did as Squall ordered him. He flew up to the cages and started using 
his amazing, for his puny size, fire force to melt holes on them. Soon, all the 
gang was free and started fighting the other dragons to keep them out of 
Squall’s way.
 Squall and Griever had pushed Carnorium into a tight spot. It was amazing 
how well, Squall and Griever worked together as one body, one soul. They 
actually read each other’s mind. With some good strikes they had ripped 
Carnorium’s wings, and the beast was helpless on the floor, bleeding. 
 By a bad turn of luck Rinoa slipped and fell into the pit, right in front of the 
beast. She was dizzy from the fall and didn’t see the dragon.
 “ Griever! Dive! We have to get Rinoa out of there!” Squall shouted.
 For a moment he though it was hopeless, but just in time, they had passed 
like a silver bolt and Squall had grabbed Rinoa from her waist, just as the 
Carnorium’s jaws closed behind her in a loud, metallic sound. As Griever 
gained height, Squall sat Rinoa on Griever’s back behind him. The Flame 
Lion’s Mist covered her too. She wrapped her arms around his waist.
 “ Squall!? What happened? Where did you go?”
“ I’ll tell you later, baby! You won’t believe it! Just hang on!” He answered and 
focused on finishing Carnorium.
“AURA!” he casted on himself and Griever. It was time for the combined Limit 
Break, ‘Lion’s Powers’ 
 Squall raised his Gunblade.
“ Flame Lion’s Mist, empower my blade!”
The Lionheart was covered in thicker mist and shone like a star. A mighty roar 
came out of it. 
Squall jumped on the floor.
“RENZOKUKEN!!!!” he roared and dashed at the dragon who was now 
terrified. 
He started hitting multiple times always pulling the trigger at the right second.
He jumped back. Refilled the Gunblade and prepared for his finishing hit.
“ No” said Carnorium weekly “Please forgive me!”
“Never would, never will! You didn’t spare Andros!” He answered cunningly.
“ Ready Squall?” Griever asked.
“I’m always ready!” was the answer.
“NOW!!!!” Griever roared and dived to strike Carnorium along with Squall. His 
claws were flaming. Rinoa closed her eyes with worry.
“ Please all go well…Please all go well…” she prayed for Squall and Griever.
Squall called “LION HEART!!!!!” and attacked. The multiple blows were so 
well delivered, they all worked. Carnorium couldn’t last for long. The final, 
devastating blow was all it took to destroy Carnorium. Griever’s claws did 
equal damage but also burned the dragon with holy power. After the final 
blow, Squall had landed after an impressive back flip back onto Griever’s 
back.
 Then it was over. The huge lizard was dead.
“ Hey! They’re all gone! The dragons hit the dirt! They’re all gone!” Zell said as 
Squall, Rinoa and Griever landed near the others.
“ Well that’s one less thing on our minds for now…” Squall said as he got of 
Griever and helped Rinoa down.
“Squall! Alright! You’re Ok!!” Zell cried out.
“ Wazzup, Zell? Am I important to you?”
They all laughed with that last one. 
“ Ahem… Squall, don’t you think it’s about time you did some explaining? 
Who’s this?” Irvine said pointing at Griever who was lying on the floor licking 
the blood off his paws. “ Why are you covered in that shiny fog?”
“ It’s along story man…” he replied and told them everything. How he saw the 
figures of the rights he mostly believed in, how Griever came along, that 
Griever was under the effect of Ultimecia and how he found out his parents 
were Raine and Laguna.
In the meantime, Griever had disappeared and the Flame Lion’s Mist left 
Squall whispering: “ I’ll return when you need me the most…”
“ Too bad he left…Although, his mission is over. I know I’ll see him again. I’m 
sure. I liked him.” Squall ended.
“I still can’t believe that Sir Laguna and Raine are you parents…” Selphie said
“ I still can’t believe it either….” Squall responded
 “ Uhh… now we have to find the artifact…” Said Quistis and looked all around 
her.
“Caesar knows where it is! I’ll bring it!!!” he squeaked and flittered up to a 
stone ‘shelf’ and pushed aside the stone pillar that was there and pulled 
something from behind it. But, it was way to heavy for his size, so he went 
straight down with it…
“YIIIAAAKKKKKEEESSSS!!!!!!!!!!!” 
…right into Zell’s arms! The artifact turned out to be a dragon’s idol with ruby 
eyes.
“ Wow…Cool” said Selphie.
“ Com’on guys. Let’s get goin’. It’s late and I wanna go eat some hot-dogs at 
the Cafeteria….” Yawned Zell.
“ I’m going to Estar this week. I have to talk to Laguna. I have to tell he’s my 
father…Will he believe me? Further more, will he forgive me for calling him a 
moron? How will he accept me?…”Squall thought to himself as the walked out 
of the dragon cave. “ And…Who the heck was Andros?”


Later, Squall and Rinoa were on the 2nd Floor Deck of Balamb Garden, gazing 
the sunset as they sailed through the endless ocean towards Estar. 
“ Oh… Squall, look over there… At the Quad you silly, not the 
Infirmary…Look. You see what I saw?” Rinoa said softly.
Squall looked over. He saw Quistis and Seifer(!) walking together. They were 
talking and laughing and Seifer had a strange expression on his face, Squall 
couldn’t remember seeing on his face before.
“ Heheheheh…They’re flirting! I told you they’d end up together!” Squall said.
Rinoa giggled.
“ Yeah…You were right…Um…where’s Caesar?” She wondered, looking 
around for any sign of their new friend.
“ Oh, he must be exploring Garden. I’m so glad, my little sorceress, Cid 
allowed him to join Garden.”
“ Hehe.. me too. He’s such a sweet little guy. He likes you very much. He’s 
going to be the first dragon to become a SeeD!”
“ Yeah…he is. I wonder what’ll become of him. He’s puny now, but Holy 
Dragons grow huge. And he’s still a baby! But, he’s the best dragon I know!”
Rinoa laughed. Squall hugged her and placed his head on her shoulder. 
“ I feel so happy I’m here just with you” he said. “ I love you.”
“Don’t forget, happiness is only bliss.”
“ Then you, my dear, must be bliss…I love you so much, I want to enjoy all 
the sunsets of the world with you. Share all the music with you. I’ll love you 
forever and into eternity. Even after I’m gone for good….”
 Rinoa blushed.



Stay tuned for Part II: The curse of Gashar