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Chapter 1
He looked around at the bloody corpses in the destroyed city. It was a most unpleasant scene. He walked through the city searching for the sourve of all the destruction. Why? Why would someone want to do such a thing? Things should have calmed in the world for the time being. All threats were believed to be wiped out. He looked down at his signature weapon Cerberus. He could almost hear its weeping for the lost souls. He wanted to get revenge just as much as it did. Just as reached for his gun the sound of lighting echoed through out the area. He could tell that it was coming from the left so he ran into a nearby building. He could still hear the screaming, it wouldn't be long until the srcreaming would stop so he ran a bit faster and jumped through a window. he looked left and then right and the shadow of someone being dragged away on a nearby wall. He slowly drew his weapon and made his way to the victim. The sounds of screaming had now turned into cries for help. "Stop please," the victim screamed. "Someone help!"
That was his queue to strike; he spun around a wall to face his opponent. Upon what he had saw he dropped his weapon. How could this be he thought. There was no way this could be true. It was him.
Chaos
Vincent snapped back to reality to see he was staning at the bridge of the Shera with Cait Sith right next to him. The two looked out through the wind shield of Cid's airship. The clouds were knocked to the side as the airship pushed on. "You know Vincent," Cait Sith began looking up at his good friend. "You don't have to do this alone. I was sent here for a reason ya' know? You've been acting kind of strange lately."
Vincent didn't look back at his furry, robotic friend node did he respond. This didn't bother Cait Sith the slightest bit for he knew that was how he was. Vincent unfolded his arms and took a few steps forward. He could see his destination up ahead. "I think it's about time that I went on ahead," Vincent finally spoke in his soft yet spooky voice. "Cid, I'll contact if I need any help."
Cid looked down from the captain's wheel and smiled still managing to hold his cigarette between his teeth. "Well Vincent," he said. "We'll be seeing ya. Why don't you make your way down to the docking area? We'll drop you once we're in position."
Vincent nodded and made his exit from the bridge. Upon exiting the room he noticed a young woman leaning against a wall. She wore purple, short shirt with a pair of short, yellow pants. On her head was a headband. she looked like was about to throw up. Vincent looked at the girl for a few moments. How could she be getting sick when the ship wasn't rocking? She wasn't even near a window. Vincent shook his head a bit as he walked off into the hallway.
Upon reaching his destination, Vincent that there was nobody waiting for him; none of the crew members or anything. He pay this much mind as Cid's voice came came echoing through the PA. "Alright Vincent," the pilot said. "You ready?"
Before he could even answer a large door slowing opened revealing the sea of clouds. He could feel the wind trying to pull his very soul out of the ship. Vincent looked up into the ship. "Cid," he started. "Don't bother waiting behind. I have my own means of getting back."
With that said Vincent ran out of the ship and went into a nose dive. He could see his target; it was the old Shinra reactor. Though he knew it was deserted there was a strange vibe inside him saying to go check it out. It had been eight months since his battle with Omega and he hadn't found ay surviving Deepground agents or anything. Why was he going to such a terrible place? Could it have something to do with that dream he had a while back. He then went back into his mind and looked back at the dream. He could see himself walking through that city. He could remember that last fatal image and then snapped back to reality once more. No, now was not the time to think about that, it was be a fatal distraction. Just as he fell through a cloud he could see that he was in shooting range of his destination. Vincent drew Cerberus and fired two rounds from his three barreled gun. He could hear the six bullets cutting the air like the butter it was until they finally smashed into the old, brittle stone metal material, leaving a hole. Vincent smiled as he fell through the hole and came to a hard landing to the inside.
Well that was chapter one. I know it probably was boring but the next chapter will be much better I promise. Please review.