Prologue
"Did you really think I wouldn't find you?" That man asked Cloud in a dry mocking tone as he knelt before him.
"Honestly." He panted blood dripping from his lip and nose. "I didn't think for a second that you, in all you power and wonder, that you the hero, even knew I existed."
"Well then." He began as he reached down to take hold of Cloud's mud encrusted blond hair and pulling him up to his our eye level, "You've learnt something new about me, haven't you, no one under my custody walks free, unless I will it."
"Burn in hell!" Cloud snapped opening his eyes to met the other's gaze, despite the pain coursing through him, making his body scream for release.
He was dropped then. And the other turned from him, taking a few steps away and leaving Cloud to breathlessly struggle to his feet.
He froze as a low deep chuckle began to emanate from the other.
"Poor boy" He said as he turned, give a smile that made Cloud's blood run cold. "You've no idea what you've done."
"WAH!" Cloud let out a cry as he woke suddenly. His chest heaving he looked around frantically expecting to see his tormentor still hanging over him. Realizing that only darkness surrounded him he willed himself to clam drown, wiping the sweat off his brow.
"God damn it…" He muttered, knowing all to well that it would be impossible for him to fall back asleep now. Reaching over he felt around the floor next to his bed until his hand found the small lamp and filled the room with light. Allowing himself a few moments to adjust to the change he sat shirtless on the bed of his meager apartment, before looking around to locate his phone. Retrieving it from the floor he flipping it open he checked the time; 03:54.
"Well that's just fucking brilliant." Work in 2 hours. Groaning he walked over to the bathroom, turning on the shower and stripping off his pants. And turning to check he had a clean towel.
Shining green, with the eyes of a monster.
Cloud froze terror filling him before he slowly realised he was staring at his own reflection.
He stood there still staring at himself, he looked as tired as he felt. It'd piss him off.
"The fuck is wrong with you." He growled before turning and entering the shower.
It's been 3 years already. He thought to himself, but I still have these god damned nightmares every night, I still think about my life as if it belongs to him...
3 years…Since he'd gotten out. And then 5 years…since that day. 5 years today.
He groaned turning to allow the warm water to fall over his face, he hated himself for this. All this time and still, the moment he was alone, that man was all he could think of, it meant he'd won. Cloud knew it and he was sure that that man, wherever he was now, knew it too.
"Why? Because Cloud, with this, no matter what should come to pass, whether you wish it or not, I will hold a peace of you for ever. And more then that, I'm doing this, because I want to, and you have no power to stop me."
A shiver ran down Cloud's spine despite the warm water as those haunting words echoed through his mind for what seemed the millionth time.
He'd gotten out yes. It had taken him two and a half years but he'd escaped or he had thought he had. It had been months before he realized that , no matter how far or how fast he ran; those memories, that voice and that touch haunted him regardless.
Because of that man he was empty. He spent his days praying that he would never come back for him, but at the same time he was waiting for him. Because despite himself and his hatred, it was only when that man was acknowledging him that he felt real.
Those who pass through hell must carry it with them forever.
That man was his own personal hell and gad how he hated him.
Sephiroth.
Author's note.
Hey...
So this is really just a trial run thing, depending on the feedback I may or may not continue/take down this story...But be warned even if I do continue I have a bad habit of obsessing over one thing for a while then just getting bored and ditching it _
I suck I know.
Also heads up if I do continue this then it'll get dark... And Cloud will suffer :)