Fandom:: FFVII
Pair: Reno/Kadaj
Summary: I got the title running in my head and had to do something with it, I wanted to do soemthing gory and violent, mwahahaha.
Crimson.
Jade.
Swirling colors of sin. Screaming. Pleading. Listening to the cries of the dying. Does the wind cry like a thousand wailing souls? He should say it would. He knows it does, closing his eyes listening to the horrible cacophony of sounds. Igniting a much darker fire within his empty soul. Something within him that was darker. grater. Perfect. more perfect than even himself. Something he was that he could never be. The nightmare he would become, the nightmare he was. He was the demon of their dreams and memories. He was the blood, he was the steel, he was the darkness.
He was the murderer of legends knelt above Reno's dying body.
Steel sank slow into the Turk's throat, rocking back and forth, back and forth in the rock of a reaper's cradle. Blood swirled with mako in the depths of the young Remnant's eyes. Cruel, vicious cackling rising in his throat reveling in the death and destruction. No.. No.. this was not his Kadaj.. It was Sephiroth.... It wasn't Kadaj.. Kaddy.. his ghost, his Remnant, his love and life. Kadaj would never hurt him of his own free will. Staring into the eyes that belonged to a mindless psycopath inset in the face of a child.
He opened his mouth to speak, spilling out words lost in the waterfalls of blood. He could ont breathe, could barely see through the haze. How did it all turn out this way? They warned him. Oh they warned him so many times. Unbridled cruelty rising to the surface of the shaking boy's heart. Brimming through his hands clasped around the hilt of the katana pushing further into his throat. Hungrily devouring his blood and flesh. His last sight would be those beautiful eyes. Swirling twin pools of mako once shining with love and tenderness now swallowed away by hatred.
Sephiroth... leave him alone... he's just a little kid...
Cold steel pulled away and the warm mouth descended into the wound. Wet, greedy sucking filled the air, the thirsty Remnant drinking away the life of his beloved. Reno could barely feel him there, delving deeper into his fading body. He was going to die here in the arms of the time bomb. Breath finally slipped away from his lungs leaving behind the Turk's corpse, a single tear running down Reno's clammy cheek. He cried not for himself. Only for Kadaj. His beloved Kadaj.
Thundering crashes and the door broke underfoot. Mako eyes snapped up into the dark barrels of automatic rifles, hundreds of angry steel bees tearing through his body in a matter of minutes. Rude lowered his weapon and grabbed a sheet from the bed, pulling it over the bodies of the fallen lovers. Tseng closed his eyes and dialed the President, mourning the loss of their fallen comrade.
"We were too late sir."
"....and the boy?"
"Disposed of."
"Very well... I'm on my way."
Tseng flipped the phone shut and pulled out and pulled out a cigarette.
This was going to be a long night.