Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in Final Fantasy VII, but I do own this plot.
Summary: Cloud goes into the Forgotten City in search for Vincent, but finds something and someone unexpected. CloudxVincent, CloudxSephiroth, VincentxTifa, and maybe VincentxSephiroth. That depends on reviews.
A/N: Another story that just came to me overnight. I hope you enjoy and review!
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Vague Obscenity:
Chapter One: Out of Control:
She kissed him quickly, laying each kiss lower and lower down his neckline. She was enjoying him being top. She reached up to run her fingers through his black hair, loving the way he sucked on her neck. He was in between her spread naked legs, positioning himself before her ready, wet entrance.
"What about Cloud, Vincent?", she asked.
"Tifa…", he heard the man mutter. "It's only for tonight.
She laughed, but that laugh was replaced with a scream as he slowly sheathed himself inside of her. She gripped his strong, pale shoulders, and he began to bite on her neck, using his fangs. He pierced the skin and began licking up the crimson heaven in liquid form that was her blood. She was in heaven herself, having the black-haired beauty slowly push his thick length into her.
Oh god…this was a dream…
She squirmed around in her bed unable to clear the image she was seeing in her sleep. Her black hair went everywhere as she tossed and turned, and so did her legs. Her eyes were clenched shut, and her mouth hung open as soft noises erupted from them. She squirmed around so much that she hit the floor with a loud thud.
"Ouch…", she groaned, waking up groggily.
She rubbed her eyes as she sat up on her knees, noticing it was morning. She yawned and laid back on the bed, pondering back on her dream. Did she have another dream about Vincent? God, when is it going to end? She couldn't possibly have him…because he was with Cloud, her childhood crush. Is that something?
Sighing sadly, she pulled the covers that she kicked off over her cold body and fell asleep, hoping that she wouldn't have another one of those haunting fantasy dreams of her and the black-haired man.
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"Briiing!".
The sound of his new cell phone woke him up. He looked down at his blonde lover in his arms before carefully reaching over him to pick his phone up from the table. Once he grabbed it, he sat up on the edge of the bed, successfully not waking up the sleeping blonde.
"Hello?", he said.
"Vincent, it's Yuffie!", a loud cheery female voice began on the phone.
Damn…he should've look to see who was calling, instead of just picking it up…
"What do you want?", he asked.
"I was wondering if you'd like to join Cid and me for a couple of drinks later today", the girl continued.
"Why?", he asked.
"Because…Vinny…you need to be with some of your friends, too!", the girl whined.
Pinching the bridge of his nose in slight annoyance, he said, "What time?".
"You're really coming! Yay!", the girl cheered. "Okay…we were thinking around five in the evening, is that alright with you, Vinny?".
"Don't call me that", he hissed.
"Alright! Alright! Just come, okay?", the girl said.
"Hm…", was all he answered with.
"Bye-bye!", the girl cried as she hung up.
Vincent sighed and put the phone back on the table. Realizing he was still naked, he got to go take a shower. As he left he noticed, that his blonde lover was still asleep. He sighed and entered the bathroom alone…which was really what he wanted.
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He was thrown with his back to a ruined wall after being kneed in the face. He was tired…exhausted from many fights before this one. He felt he was going to collapse soon. Before he could even get up, he held a piercing pain in his shoulder.
He grunted because of the pain and looked down at his shoulder to see that it was a sword that had went through his right shoulder. It didn't hit anything fatal, much to his luck. He scanned the length of the sword, leading up to the wielder.
He saw that the man was smirking evilly down upon him. His long silver hair blew with the wind, and the blonde did his best not to look. He just glared at the silver-haired man hatefully as he matched the blonde's gaze with his own fierce emerald one.
"Tell me what you cherish most, Cloud", the man said as he pushed the sword even further in the man's shoulder.
He hissed, but said nothing. The silver-haired man leaned down and made sure that the sword as pierced the wall behind the blonde so he couldn't move. His face was only a couple of inches from the blonde's now. His cruel gaze never faltered as he traced his fingers along the blonde's cheek.
"Tell me, Cloud", he repeated.
Cloud still said nothing as he shook his head to remove his rival's fingers from his. The silver-haired man looked disappointed, but the blonde knew it was only a fake. The silver-haired man leaned in again, pushing his warm lips against the blonde's.
The blonde continued to shake his head, but the older man had had enough of that. He gripped the blonde's chin and forced him to look at him. Mako-filled, angry blue eyes looked right into the other man's bright emerald eyes.
"Let me go, Sephiroth…", the blonde hissed in a deathly low tone.
"Cloud…", the silver-haired man began. "You disappoint me…and here I thought you were itching to see me".
"I don't want anything to do with you", the blonde snarled back.
"Oh…", the other man began as he reached his hand down to cup the blonde's erection that he didn't even know he had. "You do".
Sephiroth kissed Cloud's lips, hungrily, and slipped his tongue in before the blonde could object. The blonde tried to push him away with his arms, but the pain in his shoulder hurt like a bitch. Suddenly, the silver-haired man pulled away, leaving the blonde breathless, and regretfully wanting more. He couldn't help but want this dark angel. He was his everything…before things got out of control.
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He woke up groggily, itching his blonde spikes with his fingers. He sat up, looking to his left to see that his lover was gone. He continued to look around and noticed that it was as if his lover had not even been here. His cell phone was gone. Sighing, he got up and went to take a hot shower. Maybe that would take his mind off his former idol.
What time was it?
Cloud wasn't really wondering about the time, but it looked like it was getting late. The blonde twisted the knob that turned the hot water on all the way and got in. He just stood there leaning in the shower with his hand against the wall as the water turned from cold to boiling hot. It burned his skin, but he was too focused on the silver-haired psychopath that haunted his dreams.
What does he want?
That was the question that popped into the blonde's head over and over again. Didn't he torture him enough? Looking down at the water, he noticed that he had a full-blown erection.
Ah, hell…where was Vincent when you need him?
At the mention of his lover's name, almost every thought of Sephiroth dwindled into the back of his mind. How long has it been since he's been with the raven-haired beauty? Ever since that incident with Sephiroth's clones? Yeah…that sounded just about right.
He couldn't help but think about the nagging feeling that he was just using Vincent to get over Sephiroth, and that made him feel even dirtier and more repulsive inside. That feeling made him start scrubbing himself with a wet towel very roughly. He was sure that he loved Vincent? Didn't he?
The water had made him turn an almost blood red, and it seemed that steam was coming off his naked body. Wherever Vincent went, Cloud hoped he was alright…
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Vincent walked the darkening streets still wondering how Yuffie got him to come to this bar anyway. The 7th Heaven. Tifa's bar. He made sure he took an extra long walk to get there so he could prepare to be annoyed to death by Yuffie. As he got to the entrance, a girl with short black hair instantly lunged for him, throwing her arms around him.
"Vinny, you came!", she cried, then hiccupped a second afterwards.
"Yuffie, maybe I should just start giving you apple juice", a girl with longer black hair said with a sigh.
"No, Tifa…don't", she hiccupped, "do that. What you should do is give Vinny here all the alcohol you got! He needs to be…loose…".
"And you need to tighten up, Yuffie or else you're going to end up on the news with Vincent's foot up your ass", the middle-aged man with blonde hair said as Vincent brushed past Yuffie to sit at the table with the blonde. "So…Vin…what's up with Cloud?".
"Nothing much…"m he replied as he watched Tifa pour him a drink.
"How are you, Vincent?", Tifa asked, trying to hide her feelings for him within her voice, and handed him the drink. "It has alcohol in it…".
Vincent looked at the drink. He never really had any alcohol at all back when he was a Turk. He didn't like the taste…but for tonight he was confused on what to do. Yuffie came behind him, lifting the drink up to his lips.
"Open up, Vinny!", she cried as she pinched his nose down so he'd have to open his mouth. "Here you go!".
She poured one fourth of the drink in Vincent's open mouth, almost causing the ebony-haired man to choke. He was able to swallow the tasty juices though as he clenched his eyes shut. Once all of the liquid in the cup went down and his red eyes snapped open again, they fell on Yuffie, giving the ninja youth a glare.
"That's it, Yuffie! I'm going to give you apple juice! You almost choked Vincent!", Tifa said, tempted to lean over and pat the beautiful man on his back.
"Oh, you've done it now, Yuffie!", the blonde repeated. "You're drunk".
"Yuffie…", Vincent growled.
"Oh, come on! He wasn't about to drink it, so I made him!", Yuffie cried.
"Cid, how about you take Yuffie for a walk?", Tifa suggested.
"Why me?", the blonde cried, until he saw the angry look she gave him. "Alright! Come on, Yuffie…before Vin strangles ya".
With that, he grabbed the girl by her arm and dragged her out of the bar. Vincent sighed as Tifa poured him another drink. Her reddish brown eyes were locked onto the man's red ones, but he never looked up at her.
"How much…?", he asked, catching her off guard.
"Oh! It's on the house!", she said clumsily as she handed him another drink.
"Thanks…", he said as he drank that one down quickly.
"So, Vincent…", she began, catching his attention. "How's Cloud doing really?".
"Sephiroth…", the man muttered as he sat the drink down.
"What?", Tifa asked, confused.
"He's been calling out Sephiroth's name in his sleep. It's been going on for weeks now", Vincent answered.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Vincent…", she said as she poured him yet another drink.
"Hm…", was all he replied with as he drunk down the third glass.
"You must be feeling something", she insisted.
"I…", he began, thinking. "I feel something, but I can't blame Cloud for not getting over his past still".
"But his past with Sephiroth is dead because he has a future…with you", Tifa almost choked on the last wounds, hurting her the most.
"Hm…", was all Vincent said as he drowned down his fourth drink, turning his gaze from her.
"So this is your way of coping…drinking?", she asked, feeling extremely sorry for him.
Vincent said nothing. His cell phone began to ring. He pulled it out and answered it.
"Hello?", he said.
"Vincent, it's Cloud", the male voice on the other line said. He got no answer, so he continued. "You didn't leave a note."
"I'm out with Tifa, Yuffie, and Cid at 7th Heaven. I'm about to leave", Vincent replied.
"No, don't leave because of me", Cloud replied.
"I'm not…I'm leaving because I need to take a walk", the raven-haired man said as he drunk a fifth drink.
"I'll talk to you later then", Cloud as he hung up.
Vincent put his cell phone in his pocket by his gun. He felt eyes glued on him and turned to see that it was only Tifa's. She couldn't believe he still had a blank face after that phone call.
"Vin-", she began, but he cut her off as he stood up.
"If Cloud comes, then tell him I'm at the Forgotten City", he said as he walked away.
"Wait, Vincent!", she cried, and he faced her once more. "I'm coming with you".
"Why?", he asked.
"You can't go through this alone. Damnit, you and Cloud are just alike! You have friends! You have me! Talk to me, Vincent!", Tifa cried, unable to hide her feelings anymore.
Vincent stared at her blankly, "There's nothing to say…".
"Of course, there is", she said as she walked over to him. "You feel sad because Cloud's thinking of Sephiroth".
He turned around and walked out. She instantly regretted what she said and went over to the bar. She poured herself a dozen of drinks and drunk them all. After drinking the last drink, she decided she was going to follow Vincent no matter what. She was going to the Forgotten City after Vincent.
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Cloud stepped out of the shower, feeling that if he stayed any longer his skin would melt off. He wrapped a towel around himself and lay naked on the bed on the towel. He stared up at the ceiling, wondering what he was going to do with himself for the rest of the day. His erection was slowly going down (much to his luck), but it was really starting to bother him.
"Cloud…", a female voice called.
Suddenly, he was pulled into a completely white area. He opened his eyes, seeing flowers everywhere around his feet and beyond. Before him, he saw a girl with long drown hair tied in a long braid with a pink bow.
She had emerald green eyes…nothing like Sephiroth's. Hers were kind and gentle. She smiled at him, making him look down to see if he had any clothes on. He did, but it looked more like a long white robe. He looked back up at the girl who was still smiling.
"Aerith…", he whispered.
"Cloud, good to see you again…", she said.
"Why are you here?", he knew that she was always there to comfort him when things were wrong with him, the planer, or both.
He didn't try to sound mean.
"Cloud…", she began sadly. "It's him…he's back".
"How? Why?", he said, trying not to shout.
"It's your dreams, Cloud. The Lifestream took it as a prayer and answered it, since it's been going on for weeks and weeks. You seemed to be very pleading when you dreamt it. Now, he's just wandering the planet, coming for you", Aerith explained. "Your need was so great, even though you didn't realize it".
"But…", he was almost speechless. "Has he hurt anyone?".
"No", she answered. "Can you handle him? Will you have the will, Cloud?".
"I…", he began.
"You did it many times before, so you can do it! I believe in you. That's not enough though", she began as she placed a frail hand on his chest where his heart was. "You have to believe in yourself though".
"Aerith…", he whispered again as she smiled.
She slowly began to disappear, "He's on the northern continent…I believe…".
With that, she vanished completely, leaving Cloud to his own distress. He couldn't believe it. No…not Sephiroth…it was all his fault. His damned lustful dreams caused the crazed General to come back. He didn't mean for this to happen at all, but now the planet is doomed. Angry at himself, he threw some clothes on…all black clothing.
He ran out of his and Vincent's house and quickly retrieved Fenrir. The beautiful black motorcycle glowed in the light that was shined on it as Cloud mounted it. He was really worried about Vincent…especially if Sephiroth knew about them. Pulling out his cell phone, he called Vincent. There was no answer, so he called Tifa frantically.
"Hello?", came the drowsy female voice on the other line.
"Tifa, it's Cloud. Is Vincent still there?", the blonde asked.
"Nope, Cloudy-boy, you can come over and see for yourself. Your lover boy…", she hiccupped, "is gone…so if Yuffie and Cid. Marlene and Denzel are with me if you wanna speak with them".
"Tifa…are you drunk?", Cloud asked.
"Whatdaya think?", Tifa replied.
"Oh, god. Did Yuffie make you drink?", Cloud asked. "Never mind…where did Vincent go?".
"Forgotten City", she answered.
"Where are you?", Cloud asked.
"On the way there, baby!", she cried. "I'm already on the northern continent!".
"Okay. I'll meet you guys up there", he said, and they clicked off.
Oh, great…now two of the people he cared for were in danger…
Charging up Fenrir, he sped off into the night. He had to get Vincent…and fast…
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Vincent crossed into the Forgotten City within a few hours with demon like speed. He had to get there. It was his place…to think about his troubles. He felt more relaxed there than he did anywhere else. He stopped once he stumbled across his resting spot…same spot where he took Cloud after he saved him from Sephiroth's clones.
Leaning against the nearest tree, he gasped as he slipped and clumsily hit the ground on his back. He was still suffering from the affects of the alcohol. He hid it from Tifa though. He didn't want to show weakness. He couldn't get up and for some strange reason he was getting sleepy rapidly.
He raised himself on his elbows and dragged him over to a nearby white tree, so he could lean on it. He stared up at the quarter moon, contemplating if he was going to go back to Cloud anytime soon.
The quarter moon didn't faze him as much as the terrible full moon did. It merely paralyzed him momentarily (A/N: Around three hours if he stared right at it). He knew Chaos, out of all his demons, (his most troublesome one) would get him then if he stared up at the full moon.
He continued to stare up at the quarter moon, trying not to let sleep take him. He didn't feel like getting up either. Feeling a slight discomfort in his chest, he let out a small hiccup. He sighed, grateful that it was a whole series of them to torment him.
With each passing second he laid there, it felt like it was getter darker, and before he knew it he stayed there for around two hours, until someone was tapping on his shoulder softly. Sighing, he broke his gaze from the moon to the dark figure behind him, feeling down his hip for his gun.
"Don't pull out your gun, silly. It's me", a female voice said as he leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
"Tifa…", the man gasped as he pulled away. "You're drunk".
"So are you!", she shot back, kissing him again.
His limps were so tired and sore from practically fleeing here that he couldn't push the black-haired horny female off. He felt nothing but a light rush of pain as the girl straddle his hips because of the pressure she putting on his probably pulled muscles.
She leaned down again to claim his lips. He refused to kiss back. What about Cloud? He knew was going to be pissed if he found them like this, especially since he couldn't really move all that well. He ripped his face away from her.
"Tifa…don't…", he said.
The girl didn't hear him because of her loud giggles. She was hiccupping like crazy, and he was almost scarred that she might do something she's going to regret later. When she started reaching inside of his pants, he tried to jerk away, but she had him sprawled and down on the ground for good.
Even if he got away, he wouldn't go far. She pulled his member out from his leather pants, inwardly smiling at it. She straddled him again, brushing her heated mound on it. Pulling out a pocket knife from behind her, she gave herself a small cut along her shoulder. He gasped, and his eyes widened in temporary shock.
Okay…Tifa will never touch a truck load of alcohol again…never again…
The blood made him freeze up as it slowly spilled out in little drops. His breathing came to a complete halt, and he felt his heart race. Now the power of the moon and blood had him under their control. He just couldn't believe he was so weak.
He wished that he could that he could kill Hojo…slowly and painfully…for making him succumbed to blood like this.
Drunkenly, she pressed his length into her, receiving a gasp from him. He begged his arms and legs to move, but they wouldn't move. Even his mouth, which was stuck wide open, wouldn't budge.
His body…not him…reached upwards, sucking on the wound on her shoulder. He was licking and nibbling at the wound hungrily. His eyes began to twitch with the rising need for the blood before clenching shut and giving in the blood lust.
Blood lust was really just a bitch for him…
With a few long and hard moments, she reached her peak quickly…way before he could reach his. She smiled happily. She had fulfilled a dream of hers, of course. He put his back against the ground again, after snatching himself away from ripping her skin apart.
Feeling worn out from the mix of alcohol and the exertion she just did, she fell forward with her eyes closed. The two were completely oblivious of the figure right by them in the shadows. Tifa smiled drowsily as she got back up again, moving against him.
He groaned, feeling his limbs slowly come back to him. She opened her eyes and saw the figure in the shadows step into the light. His long sword shined as it reflected moon light perfectly. His long silver hair blew behind, and as she looked up at his angelic face, she saw the cruel smirk on it.
She was frozen with fear, and the black-haired man beneath her didn't notice because his eyes were clenched shut. She suddenly came back to her senses after feeling that outrageous fear and shook Vincent.
"Vincent, open your eyes!", she shouted.
The black-haired man's red eyes snapped open. They open to see the black-haired girl get stabbed right through her back and through her chest. Blood splattered, but since he had just fed a little, he wasn't frozen by the blood.
He froze when the girl's now dead body landed on him. He heard as cruel laughter as he pulled his gun out of his pocket, putting his member back into his pants. He looked around and saw a man with long silver-hair in front of him. He glared angrily at this man, pulling his gun out in front of him.
"You killed her…", he growled.
"You're Cloud's play toy, aren't you?", the man said knowingly as he paced back and forth in the front of Vincent.
"You didn't have to kill her", he hissed.
"Just give me an elucidation to the question, Vincent", the man spat, pronouncing every syllable with a hiss as if it were venom.
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Cloud couldn't believe he was listening to some music to calm him down. He was about to burst in worry though. Sephiroth was going to kill anything and everything close to him. He even said so himself, and he was definitely going to kill Vincent first if he found out about them. The music almost boomed in his ears as he listened to it.
I feel like I'm
spinning out of control
Try to focus but everything's twisted
And
all along I thought you would be there
(Thought you would be
there)
To let me know I'm not alone
But in fact that's exactly
what I was
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
I'm
spinning out of control
Out of control
He pulled up to the familiar white trees at the entrance of the forest. Smiling, he sped up into the forest. When he entered, he looked everywhere, but then realized it would make more sense to search on foot.
He parked his bike and ran forward, looking everywhere from left to right and from his back and his front. A glimpse of silver caught his eye, and he froze on spot, almost tripping himself over. His eyes widened in fear as he saw who the man with the silver-hair was.
Oh, no…
"Sephiroth…", the name rolled off his tongue.
He growled at the man and saw the General point his sword at someone. Not wasting any time, he made grabbed the other man's attention by charging at him. His sword was in his hand, ready to fight.
He stopped, pointing his sword at the older man who looked at him with a big cruel smile. He looked to his right, and much to his misfortune, he saw his black-haired friend lying dead and naked beside his raven-haired lover.
No! He killed Tifa! That bastard…he's going to pay…
He quickly went over to his black-haired lover who was getting up on his own difficulty. The blonde let the raven-haired man lean on his shoulder as he stood on his own two feet after a few seconds. They both glared hatefully at the silver-haired man before them who was chuckling evilly.
"What's so damn funny, Sephiroth? You're still getting kicks out of people by raping them?", Cloud boomed.
"Oh, Cloud…", the man began with a sigh. "I didn't take your pretty girlfriend…your little lover behind you did".
"What?", Cloud said, turning back to face him.
"Cloud…", the girl's weak voice attracted all three men's attention. "I was drunk…I made Vincent do it…please…don't be mad at him".
"Tifa…", the blonde muttered as he reached out to her dying form.
Before he could go over there, she was dead, and her blood pooled out from under her. He swore that after taking of business here, he was going to give her a proper burial. He looked back at Sephiroth.
"I have never lied to you…haven't I, Cloud?", Sephiroth persisted.
"I take on full responsibility. I did it, Cloud", Vincent said, removing his gaze from the hurt blonde.
"Why, Vincent?", the blonde said, feeling his voice almost break.
The black-haired man said nothing, and the silver-haired man pointed his sword at the both of them again. Cloud shook it off, getting into a defensive position. Vincent felt an aching hurt that kept stabbing at his heart. He couldn't focus on that pain…not now. He pointed his gun right at Sephiroth's head, putting his finger on the trigger.
"And yet you still stand his side…what a juvenile weakling you are", Sephiroth said.
"Why wouldn't I?", Cloud shot back. "You've done worse".
"You have the gall to talk. You've done worse…much worse", the General growled, wiping the regaled look off his face.
The blonde said nothing and charged for the older man, "You'll pay for murdering Tifa, bastard!".
The silver-haired man smirked and easily stepped to the side as the blonde fell through. The blonde stopped and swung his sword at the general again, but he disappeared and reappeared beside Vincent who shot at him instantly.
The silver-haired man barely missed one bullet that grazed his cheek, giving him a deep cut. He swung his blade quickly, trying to cut the black-haired man in half. Vincent dodged it, but he got cut in the side badly. He clutched his side as the blood began to seep through rapidly.
"Vincent!", Cloud cried, despite his anger, and ran to get beside the man.
Vincent pulled up his gun and shot at Sephiroth over and over again. He would've made a direct hit had the silver-haired man not moved so gracefully and quickly. Before he knew it, Sephiroth was getting grazed by bullets every other shot.
He appeared before the raven-haired man, putting his blade to the man's neck before he could shot again. Vincent tried to shoot, but unfortunately all he heard was a loud click. The blonde's blue eyes widened as the silver-haired man turned to face him, keeping his blade threateningly pressed against the black-haired man's throat.
"No, Sephiroth, please!", the blonde's words shot out before he could think of the reaction to them. "Don't kill him…don't".
The music from his motorcycle could still, and Cloud would've laughed at how it fitted their situation perfectly but his lover's life was threatened, and it wasn't a very smart to laugh at a psychopath in that situation.
(Go)Where should I
go?
(Do)What should I do?
I don't understand what you want from
me
Cause I don't know
If I can trust you
Or all of the
things you've said to me
I may never know the answer
To
this endless mystery
(Go)Where should I go?
(Do)What should
I do?
I don't understand what you want from me
This endless
mystery
This endless mystery
The black-haired man spared quick glances to both of them as he slowly reached his hand down in his gun pocket to get more bullets. He needed Cloud to distract the general (which was going to be nearly impossible) as much as possible. The cruel psycho raised a perfectly arched silver brow at the blonde.
"Oh…so this is the one you cherish most?", Sephiroth almost hissed.
"If you plan on killing him", the blonde began angrily, looking at the ground, before he lifted up his head to give the general the most hateful glare he could muster, "then you might as well kill me first because I won't just sit here and let you kill him".
"You know, Cloud…", Sephiroth began with a smirk. "I'm starting to believe you actually care for this weakling…very well then".
As Vincent was putting the bullets in his gun, he wasn't expecting a blunt and harsh blow to the side that was bleeding. He groaned, gripping his side again, and falling on his knees. The blonde pointed his sword at Sephiroth's throat, ready and aching to plunge the sword into the silver-haired man's pretty throat. The silver-haired general smirked and chuckled.
"I'll let him live...on one condition…", the man said, "if you come with me…".
"Why the hell would I do that?", the blonde hissed as he walked around to get to Vincent as he kept his sword positioned before the dark angel's throat.
"Because you want the man here…Vincent…to live, don't you?", the silver-haired man said.
Vincent was glad that the two were too busy talking to notice him chanting. He felt a great rush of energy pour into his veins. He and Cloud were in a very tight situation, and he was going to get them…even if it would risk him being out of control for a little while. Feeling wings slowly make themselves visible on his back, he hid his smirk.
"Why can't you leave me alone, Sephiroth?", Cloud asked.
"Because…you're the shit head barbarian who had the nerve to speak back at me, then turn around and stab me in the back", Sephiroth hissed, now pointing his sword at the blonde.
The blonde was about to say something back, but his thoughts were discarded at the booming sound of roar. Both silver-haired and blonde men jumped back to look at who made the sound. Their eyes connected with the yellow that had changed from red. The blonde froze.
"Vincent?", the blonde asked.
No…he wasn't Vincent…
"I'm not Vincent (A/N: Sorry if this sounds familiar…I don't know anyway else how he would introduce himself)", the monster who had controlled Vincent's body said.
Sure…the monster did look like Vincent, beside the sickly greenish skin it had with the red horns, yellow eyes, and huge black and red wings. The monster held its side just like Vincent was doing. It lifted its hand up to see it and saw that his arm was covered in blood. Smiling evilly, he licked it off as Cloud watched in disgust. He knew exactly who this monster was.
It was…Chaos…in his most humanoid form…
"Vincent…come back…it wasn't necessary to do this", Cloud began, stepping forward.
The monster glowed with a reddish aura. Suddenly, it crouched down on the ground, looking like it was surrendering. Its wings flapped aimlessly in the air, and the wind blew the blonde's spikes and the general's long silver hair.
Before the two could even blink, the winged monster appeared before them, smiling at them sinisterly. Sephiroth wasn't affected at all, but Cloud was worried and showed it. Chaos walked towards the silver-haired man and grabbed the tip of his sword.
Sephiroth stood, unmoving, and also realized the power of the creature. Chaos pricked his finger with the sharp sword and brought it happily to his lips. He licked it clean before he walked over to the blonde. He squatted down like he was about to plunge.
When Cloud brought his sword up to block, the demon teleported to the blonde's left and grabbed his waist. The blonde struggled against the crazed demon, but he took off into the sky, leaving a very angry general.
They were gone in a blink of an eye. Sephiroth growled and walked over to Tifa's corpse. Seeing a pond nearby, he picked the girl up, bridal style, and dumped her into the water. Hearing the music from Cloud's motorcycle, he followed the sound and finally found the shiny black Fenrir close to the entrance of the city. The music was booming in his ears now, but he couldn't help, but listen to them.
I'm spinning out of
control
Out of control
I'm spinning out of control
Out of
control
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
I'm
spinning out of control...
Out of control
I'm spinning out
of control
Out of control
I'm spinning out of control
Out of
control
I'm spinning out of control
Out of control
I'm
spinning out of control
Where should I go?
What should I
do?
I don't understand what you want from me
Cause I don't
know
If I can trust you
Or all the things you've said to
me
And I may never know the answer
To this endless
mystery
Where should I go?
What should I do?
I don't
understand what you want from me
I'm spinning out of
control
Out of control
I'm spinning out of control
Out of
control
He sheathed his sword and mounted the bike. He smirked at its masterpiece and exquisite beauty. Cranking it up, he left the Forgotten City, looking up into the sky to see if he could see Chaos and/or Cloud.
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I need your reviews, and if anyone wants to be my beta for this story please email me or send me a message. I feel like I really need one. The song in this chapter is played by Hoobastank, and the song is obviously called "Out of Control". See ya later. I'll try to update soon for those who want me to.
