Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Abducted Love ❯ Abducted ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
Hi, I decided to write a A/U for FF8,hope I get a good response.

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"....."Talking
'*......* thinking


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Abducted Love
inspired by
Trixie-chan - http://www.dbzromance.com - dbzromance@hotmail.com -
Orginal author's story URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=378100
I was granted permission to use the orginal author's Idea.



Quistis took the comb and started combing Rinoa's hair. " I don't know. Father wants me to do so. But I refuse!" Quistis exclaim. Rinoa rolled her eyes. " Maybe you should marry him. I mean isn't like he could kill you. " Rinoa said matter-of-fact. Quistis pulled a blond strand behind her ear.

"I don't know, honestly, why would he marry me off to such a scoundrel" Quistis asked shaking her head. "I prefer someone out of town. To sweep me off ma feet."

"If such a thing was to happen, we wouldn't be here."

"What is that suppose to mean?"

"It means our parents wouldn't be married and wouldn't have conceived us. I swear, there's gotta but nuttin in that head of yos."

"Eh, maybe ya right" Quistis suggested. "Ya all done, sugar"

Rinoa picked up and mirror and looked at the reflection. "Squall just gotta like this. Or I swear.."

"Ya do what, sweetie? Kiss his tarted ass?" Quistis laughed. "Nah, darling, I probably go live with my pa. So the man could start 'ppreciating me. Ain't givin me any attention, he's not"

"Heh heh, maybe your not getting him enough attention"

"Quistis, I am not no whore. I am not going to let him have his way with me every night. We's gotta know each other first"

Quistis laughed. "Get outta here. You ain't gettin' any love unless you start letting him between your legs."

"Shut that mouth of yours, with your dirty talk. No wonder no man wants you" Rinoa crossed her hands.

"Yeah but there ain't no men here. Only lil boys. I don't play with lil boy" Quistis laughed. Rinoa playfully hit her arm. "Now, I gotta go home, now. I'll see you later"

"Bye" Quistis waved. She sighed. "Can't get no men here, just boys" she muttered. She closed her eyes when she heard the bell ring. A shoot out.

"I gots to get there fast. So I can take care of the wounded."

Quistis then went to her cabinet and took out her supplies. She then ran out and bumped into Selphie. "Selphie, did ya know there was going to be a shoot-out?"

"By golly, no I didn't. Seems like the men hid it from us woman. 'fraid be get too worried." Selphie shrugged. "Damn idiots, should have known we would have been worried when we found out."

"Who's going to be in the shoot-out?"

"The most wanted criminal in the southeast region, also very good looking and very fast sharpshooter (A/N: Is that what they call them?") Seifer Almasy" Selphie informed.

"Who's fighting this rogue" Quistis asked, she had a feeling Selphie wasn't tellin the whole thing. She saw Selphie take a deep breath.

"Kinda hard to say Quistis, but here it is. Ya Pa..."

"What?! Pa ain't fighting no sharpshooter!" Quistis ran dropping her supplies. Selphie quickly picked them up and ran after Quistis.

Once Selphie and Quistis reached where the shoot-out would take place, Quistis ran automactially to her father. "Pa, get out while ya can."

"Sweetie, go wait in the standbys"

"Pa, get out now. I don't want a dead Pa."

"Darling, I told ya----"

Suddenly a shadow appeared. Walking very slowly. Guns at both side of his hips. He walked a bit faster; finally everyone could see the man's face. The woman gasped.

"Why this man is beautiful..." The woman gasped. Quistis blushed, so this was the man that was going to kill her Pa.

"Mr. Almasy, please reconsider. My Pa, he ain't know what he doin" Quistis begged. The man looked at her. Looking up and down her body. "Your Pa know exactly what he doin."

"Quistis, I want you to go now. Let me handle this crook."

"No Pa!" Quistis begged. She suddenly felt two arms grasped hers. She looked up. It was Squall. "Let me go Mr. Leonhart" Quistis yelled.

"Let your pa do what a man gotta do" Squall said pulling Quistis aqay from the scene. She started fighting Squall. "Let me go, before I bit your fingers off!" Quistis begged.

"Sorry, ma'm can't do that."

All future conversations were cut off when bullets were let lose. Both her Pa and the Almasy shot, they missed. They were now circling each other. Eyes concentrating.

"Pa!" Quistis cried. The father looked back at her. Big mistake. Almasy then took out a gun and shot at Quistis father chest. The man let out a cry and fell to the ground. Blood spilling. Squall let her go and Quistis ran to her dad.

Once she reached him. She immediantly took him to her arms, thinking he was dead. But when he spoke her blue eyes went wide." Quisie" He whispered.

"Pa! Your still alive...how?" Quistis gasp and looked up at Mr.Alasmy, which who was smirking. He grabbed her by her arm. The towns man immediantly started to him, but he pointed his gun to her head. The stopped.

Quistis fought him as he grabbed her. "Now...Ms?"

"I do not need to tell my name, you criminal!" Quistis yelled. He jerked her arm, she yelped in pain. He then whispered in her ears. "Now you are mine.

He pulled her to his chest and started backing to his horse. Every one of the town looking at them. He then threw her over his horse. He mounted the horse.

"Yah!" The horse sped off.

The town people immediantly chased after the horse. But at least the horse got away, with Quistis. They all ran to the Quistis father, who had a note in his hand. He was reading it to himself. But was very audible.

I heard you daughter is beautiful,
I spared your life to make her my
Whore. If any was to try to find me,
I will kill her and you.

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Quistis thought about her position, here she was a saloon. He father was in a shoot-out and the man who he was up against just kidnapped her. Her life was like a tale, only not all sparkly and mushy.

"Where you are taking me?!" She yelled at him. He continue to ride. "I swear, if you don't let me go. I'll report you to the sheriff!"

"Would you shut up! For a beautiful whore you sure can yap"

Quistis gasped at what he called her, a whore, she was no whore. "Why you rude little bastard. I am not a whore, I am Quistis Bekcop, daughter of Samual Bekop, daughter of Virgina Beckop---"

"Shut the hell up. You are a whore...my whore"

"What! Why you scoundrel, criminal!"

"Why do you think I spared your father's life? If you were ugly, you would be tending his dead body. I spared him so I could take you as my...whore. Now shut up and get used to the name."

"Get used to the name! You bastard! Let me go now. Once we stop. I will never!"

"Then face the consequences. Try to escape, my darling and your father wil be dead. I might not kill him, but my comrades will."

"Well then, my father or someone one will send for me! You will NOT get away with this!"

"I think I've already had."

Quistis choked with fury. "You! You will regret this!"

"Call me Seifer, we will be on first name basis soon."

"I will call you no other then Mr.Almasy. We will not talk on first name basis"

"Fine, you call me Mr.Alasmy and I call you whore. That's it no more talk. Before I change my mind and head back to your formal home and finish off the job I started. And believe me whore. I mean that."


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Eh! That's it, pretty short. Next chappy will be longer.
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