HELL YEAH!

You guys have probably heard the lines "This is my first fan fiction" often enough, so I'll just save myself a bit of typing. What to say? Yeah, I've dreamt of this and don't ask me what the hell I'm dreaming! It waas a cool dream! I've just changed it a bit, but yeah...

I wanna keep it down by a few chapters, not to many. And I'll write when I feel like it. So I'm not gonna write this 20 chapter stuff, but keep it a few. What else? Ah, just check it out if you want, not forcing you to read this have fun?

Oô And I hope you don't want me to write this thingie or? This..how do you call it? Disclaimer? It is obvious that I don't own FFVII or Vincent for that matter () otherwise I won't write Fan Fictions, no?

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Chapter 1: New Time Given

I can remember the day, as if it were yesterday. Well, not a day like every other, but one full of adventure for sure!

Though, it did start like every other day.

I tell you, I remember the air whipping around my face in this friggin' cold cave. I was just wondering why I was running around, as my PHS rang. Or rather vibrated. Who knew what kind of creatures roamed these caves? You know, those Nibelheim wolves seemed to get even more aggressive if you let your PHS ring during a fight. Never ever will I let that thing on while searching through some caves I have no idea about!

Reeve told us about these caves, saying Hojo had done some kind of researches. Where you ask? If I had known that, it wouldn't have been me running around in the cold.

So feeling the vibrations of my PHS through my thick clothing, considered of my beloved shorts and a thick jacket, I pulled it out of my jacket pocket.

"Tifa calling!" flashed in a irritating white.

I had reminded myself to kill Cid for this luminescent colour trying to BLIND ME! I swear that evil thing in my hand was trying to blind me!

"Yeah?"

My voice seemed to crack somehow, from the blistering cold. I would never forget it.

"Hey Yuffie, found anything yet?"

If I had found anything, I would have called. Duh!

"Nope, how's stuff over there?"

So the whole troop split up, Tifa looking around with Spike, while Cid checked up everything with Barret, Nanaki having no time to join us. And to talk about Cait Sith! Psh, that thing was playing dustcollecter beside Reeves. Hehe, my mood seemed to brighten at that thought.

Only left Vincent and me. Yup, my good ol' buddy Vinnieboy just rushed off. Leaving me to look around myself that is.

Until then, I realised Tifa was talking to me. Damn me trailing off!

"Huh?"

"I was saying we've somehow ran up into Vincent! Why didn't you call to say you've lost him!"

Well, I was thinking about it, wasn't I?

A small cough escaped my lips, as I looked around. The structure of the cold rough rock seemed to change.

"We-ll, I was looking for him…" I muttered low, not wanting to have one of Tifa's lectures. They where even worse than the ones my mom gave me! I swear! And they hurt much more, thank good she wasn't standing beside me!

I could hear Tifa sighing through the PHS. She seemed a bit worried.

"Hey, did Reeves find out what Hojo experimented on?"

I was curious even though Vincent just wanted that guy's stuff gone. I somehow could understand Hojo DID do ugly things.

"Nah, but be careful Yuffs! Who knows what that guy did!"

Oh yeah, no idea? I slowly caught on the idea, as the surroundings got darker and smoother and not to mention colder! At that moment I just wished that I had gotten long pants. Or something that kept me friggin' warm!

"Tifa? I'll call you back, I think I've found something!"

Without waiting for an answer, I just hung up und stuffed the PHS in my pocket, grabbing after my shuriken. I couldn't fight with only one hand. Well actually I could, but it would have proved itself tricky.

I knew something was there, in front of myself, something bad. Nope, it wasn't anything I would have wanted to meet with on the way to the loo in the middle of the night.

I just quickened my pace ready to fight anything that burst into my way. Anything. Well that's what I thought.

I will never ever forget what happened.

It scared me to death

Well, not really you see, I'm still alive!

At first I thought it was just somebody who'd lost his way into this caves. I only could catch a glance at it's back, seeing the black hair tied to a plaid, reaching his lower back. It somehow reminded me of Vincent's hair, really! It looked the same, just like the silky, smooth black locks.

I had always admired Vincent for his nice hair but never dared to let my hair grow longer than shoulder length.

But this person didn't have the warmth I sometimes felt, when around Vincent. It was cold and the nearer I got, the colder I felt. Small white clouds left my lips, after every breath I took. Well the first thought of him being some lost person was dismissed as soon as I saw what he was wearing. Something, that once seemed to be a black cloak, tattered and ripped in several places. Nothing else than the cloak and his dark brown pants were fitting him! And the pants weren't even long ones!

I mean, I didn't wear long ones either, but I was freezing and he didn't even shiver.

"Hey Mister! Are you ok?"

I will never ever call out to anybody I'm suspicious about. Never!

It's as if asking the Midgar Zolom if he wants Tartar Sauce or Mayonnaise on your dead body!

He, or I rather preferred an it for that thing, turned around and glared at me!

Cloud glared, Vincent glares, Cid curses, Barret cusses, and Tifa glared from time to time, but that thing! It GLARED AT ME! Glared at me with its cold grey eyes.

I would have laughed at any other person, but that thing…I just felt colder then any other time in my life. Not even rolling around in the snow in the North Crater made me feel so cold.

"You…give me your time…"

How come I didn't freak out? No idea, I would have if my legs weren't frozen stiff. I just did the first thing that came to my mind. I fought.

The deadly blade of my shuriken was about to separate head from body, as it stopped in mid-air, clattering to the cold stone floor just a second later. Now I was doomed.

I knew it.

I could feel it.

And my thought wasn't that wrong.

Hurriedly my hand wandered to my jacket pocket, pulling out the small PHS. I wanted to call them, tell them to come and help, even though it was to late. Just wanted to hear some last words.

Last, comforting words.

And my half-gloved fingers pressed the red button.

"Come on, hurry up!"

I hardly noticed my urging, or the damn thing coming nearer. Who knew what that thing would do? Produce some tentacles and suck out my brains? Or just bite me to let me die miserably of poison? Well, if I had to choose between brains or poison, I chose the second. Hell, I wanted to die looking good not sucked out like some kind of shrivelled up fruit!

Not that that would ever happen.

I could hear somebody picking up on the other end of the line and I never thought I would be so happy to hear the voice that answered.

Vincent's voice.

"Yuffie, where are you."

Nope, not even now in the last minutes of my short life did he ask a question, he demanded one.

"Thank Leviathan, Vincent! I can't move, I can't get my fucking feet of the floor and –"

That was all I could say, and would I have held on to the PHS a bit longer, I would have heard Vincent Valentine shout out, calling and demanding me to answer him. Boy, I would have LOVED to see the faces of Tifa and Spike. The must have looked like the moon had been blown up into little pieces of cheese!

I sure must have lost all of my sanity in that moment, out of fright and panic as that thing stood in front of me.

The cold let my teeth rattle, as the PHS clattered on the floor.

Those grey eyes, let the blood freeze in my veins.

And I lost myself. I lost myself in those eyes, never knowing what happened next, as the dark coldness embraced my in it's arms.

And it took my time.

And gave my new.

Just not the time I would have wanted…