A/N: Don't hurt me if some of these things aren't technically true after the end of FF8. I haven't finished it yet, so I don't know if Seifer dies or not!
As if he had had enough in his life, this was more. Zell was punching his punching bag so furiously that the chain that held it to the ceiling was slowly wearing away.

"Why the heck would anyone want to kill her?" he yelled as he gave his punching bag one last sock, making it fly off the chain and into the wall, denting it. He didn't know how to express his anger and sadness towards the death any other way than punching anything. Everything in his little room was dented or broken. Zell wanted to just do something, anything to bring her back. His mind was blurred, clouded with some red fog. His mind wasn't working. It was like someone had cast Berserk on him. He couldn't stop attacking, even though his ATB gauge wasn't full. He kicked a wall and some of it crumbled, revealing the outside view of the ocean. He jumped through the opening and tumbled down the hill, through the brush. The hill stopped abruptly at the platform at the harbor. He hit his head pretty hard, knocking him unconscious.

* * *

Zell had just received word that she had died a few hours ago. She was to be buried near the old site of the Quad. As he laid there, his head with a huge gash, he remembered her face, her babyish laugh, and her happy smile.

I'll see you soon, he thought. He smiled with the happiness that someone answered his plea. It was a wonder that nobody even paid any attention to the teenager.

Finally, about 20 minutes later, someone noticed him. That someone was Seifer. He walked over to Zell. "Get up, Chicken-Wuss," he said, kicking him lightly. When Zell didn't respond, Seifer turned him over with his foot. Zell's skin was pale, chalky white. He didn't make the slightest movement on his own. He was dead. Seifer's eyes widened.

"Somebody! A little help here!" he yelled. A man raced over and gasped.

"I'll call a paramedic!" he said. He pulled a cell phone out of his briefcase and dialed 3 digits. People started to crowd around the body. 3 men dressed in white rushed over to the teenager. They lifted him onto a stretcher and ran him to the nearest hospital. He was pronounced dead a couple hours later.

They buried him near the old site of Balamb Garden, next to the other grave there. They buried it only halfway before nightfall. The men decided to take turns watching the grave, making sure nobody would steal the body during the night. The first man out fell asleep half an hour into his shift. He woke up when he heard another man coming to switch with him.

"Did you put that stone in between those graves Joe?" the second man asked. Joe shook his head.

"Oh, well," the second man said. "By the way, Tiny Bob Bill Bob can't take his shift tonight."

"Alright," said Joe and walked off toward the tent they were camping out in. The second man fell asleep, too. A couple minutes after the guard fell asleep, a shadow danced in the flickering light of the lantern, caused by an unknown source. The shadow picked up the lantern and took it over to the rock in between the two graves. It picked up a sharp rock beside it, and wrote something on the rock. Then, it disappeared.

When morning came, the guard woke up. He noticed that the lantern was gone. When he went to retrieve it, he noticed the writing on the rock. Puzzled, he walked back to the tent.

"Hey, Joe?" he asked.

"Hmm?" mumbled Joe sleepily.

"Come take a look at this."

Joe followed the man over to the rock. Joe read it and nodded. As they started to walk back to the tent through the dew-drenched grass, the man had a question in his mind.

"Who's Z.D. and S.T.?"

"Dunno."

The shadow peeked out from underneath the ground. It looked around then floated upward. It materialized into the ghost of Zell. He floated over and picked up the rock again, then wrote something more on the other rock. Then, he put down the rock and floated upward into the sky. On the rock it said:

Z.D. and S.T

4-ever

Zell Dincht and

Selphie Tillmitt

Be free at last