The Disneyfication, Part I

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The Disneyfication, Part I
Date of Cutscene: 05 October 2012
Location: Galbadia, D-District Prison
Synopsis: Squall's first exposure to the Heartless... and... the Power of Lyricals?!
Thanks to: Avenue Q
Cast of Characters: Squall Leonhart, Galbadia Soldier A, Galbadia Soldier B, Roof Camping Galbadian Sniper, GIM-547N


The last few waking moments of Squall Leonhart:

LOCATION: Galbadia, D-District Prison TIME: T minus 23 seconds to the </3-Virus Outbreak...

The young SeeD tightly rolls, and slams his back hard against a hard piece of metal railing. He coughs up a few dollops of blood from Seifer's last 'act of mercy' that involved an hour-long session of him trying to get Squall to eat his shoe. The echoing ring of gunfire pinging callously against his cover is all that he needs to know that this live-fire situation he's in may be his last.

No GF. No Para-Magic. The Prison's anti-magic fields have well taken care of that, anyway.

Separated from his fellow SeeDs, and with little room else to hide, Squall Leonhart's only choice... is to fight, with his trademark weapon. He reaches to his belt and snaps in a few explosive discharge rounds, freshly sizzling from the six-round chamber of his Revolver.

The SeeD turns in hand, and rolls swiftly out his cover the moment the gunfire ends - reload time. Three Galbadian soldiers... Uzis, one Sniper Rifle.

It's go time.

Suddenly, the floor explodes underneath the combatants into an inky pool of blackness; it was at that moment that a Force from beyond the world of Hyne surged forth. A force that was beyond raw power, or mortal malice or virtuousness... no, it was the force of song and dance, as the Worlds became Connected.

Squall spreads his free hand out and lets free his natural alto:

o/~ What do you do, with a Gunblade in SeeD? What is my life going to be? o/~

The soldiers fire, as live ammunition hits the floor; the SeeD's off to his right, ducking behind several barrels that he kicks down their way. One soldier's thrown off the ledge with a Wilheim scream.

o/~ Ten years of Balamb, and plenty of training, Have earned me this useless machine! o/~

Two soldiers left -- Squall takes a chance, and knows he's not going to close in on their distance with his melee-ranged weapon compared to that kind of calibre of firearms. He dashes with all his might -- his shoulder screams from where Edea stabbed an icicle through it prior, as a sniper bullet cuts through it. His angry thoughts expressed into lyrical, /right now:/

o/~ I can't shoot my foes yet, 'cause bullets it don't take, o/~

He suddenly stares up to a gigantic blue-and-yellow assault machine one floora bove with a menacing face and a fresh pack of missiles picked out just for him.

o/~ The world is a big scary plaaa-ce... o/~

Squall is forced to abandon his assault as he ducks and leaps -- and lets out a startled cry as he falls through that same pool of inky darkness from where innumerable beady yellow eyes stare at him. His consciousness fades quick, as he finishes his last few thoughts:

o/~ But somehow I can't shake, the feeling I might make, A difference... to the... Garden SeeDs...! o/~