The Great… I Mean GREAT! Prologue!
It had been… 5 whole years since the defeat of Sephiroth and Vincent Valentine was currently asleep in his coffin, under the winding stairs of the secret compartment in the Nibelheim mansion. No one else beside AVALANCHE and Hojo knew the location of the secret stairway and there he laid, trying to lsoe himself in his own dreams. Deep inside, he still knew… that once he woke up… it will be the start of another nightmare.
But still… why did he woke up? That was Vincent's thought as he crouched on the Mansion's roof. The moonlight shined temporarily on him and anyone who was paying attention to him would have noticed his crimson colored eyes shining with torment. No One would rest his eyes on a monster… "Lucrecia?" it had not been the first time that she has entered his thoughts and he sighed inwardly, Why… Lucrecia… I love you… I know that… but why must the mere thought of you… bring such grief to me? Vincent didn't move, but he cocked his head to one side as his keen senses picked up something moving near to the mansion.
Leaping from the roof, he confronted the intruder. As he neared the small figure in front of him, he caught the familiar tell-tale scent of a person he thought he would never see again. This… It cannot be… The intruder suddenly spun around and uttered a single word, 'Vinnie?' Blinking in surprise he took a step back. "Yuffie?"