A Place Where You Belong
Vincent x OC
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Prologue
Deep in an abandoned laboratory, far beneath Junon, a single tank glowed a soft teal green. A single figure floated within the confines of glass and Mako, shoulder length red hair almost luminescent in the lite tank, skin pale, but scared in places from both fierce battles and harsh experiments. Eye lids permanently bruised a soft shade of purple, which turned darker as it moved inward and if the eyes were open they would be a lovely shade of ever changing acid green. Behind their nearly black lids those eyes moved restlessly, their expression pained, grief stricken as if they were dreaming something extremely tragic. But what they saw was no dream, years of experiments and contact with Mako had given the person unusual powers and one of them, the one that currently caused them the most terrible pain, was the ability to see a certain Silver haired general. The two had been close once, friends, though most did not know of it. They had taken Wutai together, dominated the battle field and each earning their own title from it. Everyone knew his of course, the 'Demon of Wutai' or the 'Silver General', but the person in the tank, a girl and a former first class SOILDER, was lesser know, but no less respected in her day. Known simply as 'The Red Reaper of Wutai'.
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Else where, many many miles from that lonely lab where the once great 'Reaper' rotted away in her mako tank, a battle was ragging. The once famous hero of Wutai, turned evil after finding out the horrible circumstances regarding his birth, was fighting not only to take over and destroy the would for what it had done to him; But for his life as well. Cloud, a little known SOILDER and former admirer of the General, was his opponent. Striving to stop him from taking away all the things he held dear, in one final burst of strength he unleashed his ultimate attack on the already battered Jenova puppet…
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The girl screamed, the sounds drowned out by the Mako solution in the tank. The only sounds that indicated something was wrong were the garbling of bubbles and the sounds of cracking glass as spider like webs ran their way down the tank's surface. The next sound in the room was almost defining, an explosion of glass and teal colored liquid, the red haired girl splattering heavily to the floor. Only taking a short moment to take in a rattling gasp of air into her deprived lungs, before letting lose a heart shattering scream on her abused vocal cords.
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Two years later…
It seemed both forever and not long ago that her world had both ended and restarted again on the same day. She had woken from her drug induced dream with the gut wrenching knowledge her best friend and comrade was dead, his life ripped from him thanks to that thing and a single mad doctor who had ruined both their lives. Only she had been lucky enough to fall in the shadows of forgotten and failed experiments, lucky enough that thanks to those dreadful experiments she had had the strength to shattered her cage and break free. And lucky enough to run into a group of very helpful travelers on their way to Midgar to restart their own lives. It was by a happy acident she had run across another former SOILDER, a spiky haired blonde who she knew she had never met but somehow recognized, who went by the name of Cloud. She had become fast friends with him and his other friends too, Tifa, Cid, Reeve, Barret, Yuffie, and a dark haired former Turk named Vincent who spoke very little. They had traveled together up till Midgar before splitting up, going on their own separate paths.
She had wandered the ruined city for days, weeks, before she found a little house on the abandoned outskirts. She took refuge there and slowly started her life, made new friends and tried her best to forget her past and most importantly to avoid Shin-Ra and its lap dogs at all cost. Just the thought of running into one of them sent her into a fit of hyperventilation and panic attacks. Still, she had managed and even started a little band with a few locals, her dearest friends, Davey, Jade, and Ville. The three males were some of the few who knew the real her, knew at least a portion of her past and accepted her fears. She was as close to happy as one could be…Yet she still felt alone in the world…an outcast.
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Ok Prologue is short, I know…But I'll have the next chapter up Really soon! R&R?