A/N: I've been thinking about writing this for some time now but never really could put it into words, anyway just ignore my ramblings and I hope you like it

Disclaimer: Unfortunately Final Fantasy does not belong to me

Where had it gone?

The feeling of power, an intense burning power that had threatened to rip him apart if it wasn't released. It had been so satisfying sending Omega back to the bowels of the planet, only one of them could remain dominant over Gaia and he wasn't ready to give up his territory yet. That was all it was about in the end, he had let Vincent take over knowing that he had the right frame of mind to destroy Omega but he'd guided his actions gently as the human couldn't fully unleash a power he had no understanding of. Although he wouldn't have admitted it Chaos knew he wouldn't have been able to defeat Omega, in the minutes before the Protomateria was paced back in his chest he was filled with the euphoria of freedom and total control over his host at last, all he could think about was killing as many people as possible before his host regained control and banished him back into the depths of his mind. And even if he'd kept control of his body and managed to destroy Omega he probably would've destroyed the world along with the Weapon in a mad state of ecstasy and despair.

Chaos wasn't as sane as he liked to admit but after being trapped in another's mind and surrounded by thoughts not his own, who wouldn't go crazy? He blamed it all on his host and the other demons he was supposed to call kin, the only one who was capable of comprehensive conversation was a being called Hellmasker who devoted his time and what remained of his sanity to torturing their host, whenever they did speak the conversations were brief but enjoyable since they both had the same interests, and they helped to pass the many years their host spend asleep in his coffin reliving his sins. That was a concept of their host Chaos couldn't understand, his incapability to let bygones be bygones and let go of the past, had Chaos's sins ever been forgiven? No but considering the situation he was in now things could be a lot worse.

Slowly he opened his eyes and looked around at his surroundings, scattered pieces of junk metal and collapsed buildings covered the area and the air stank horribly of Mako and the faint remains of pure Lifestream that made him shudder with revulsion. As he did a burning pain shot down his spine and flared in his chest, he blinked in surprise and tried to raise himself up onto his arm to inspect the damage, to his horror as he tried to move his strength drained away and he slumped exhausted on the ground. A faint snarl issued from his lips, he was a Weapon, one of the oldest beings on the planet, if he was going to let something as simple as physical exhaustion drag him down...

He shuddered deliberately trying to cause an involuntary pain response that he could take advantage of, one of his wings convulsed painfully and he smirked, it was going to be easier than he thought. Again he shuddered more violently this time, his wing flailed uncontrollably and he rolled over onto his stomach, panting heavily he smiled into the ground even though the next part would be the hardest, and he wasn't looking forward to starting. Moving both arms under his chest with a groan he slowly began to push himself up into a sitting position, almost immediately a bolt of pain shot through his left arm and he shrieked in agony, falling heavily back onto his chest, sending another shockwave of agony through him. Whimpering pitifully he tried again, leaning heavily on his right arm. When at last he managed to sit up, he was shaking uncontrollably, his breath coming in short painful gasps. How could this have happened to him?

He lifted his left arm slowly and it back a cry of shock as he saw the twisted mangled piece of flesh that used to be his arm, it had been torn beyond recognition and to make matters worse it seemed that in the explosion the metal gauntlet he had taken from his host had melded to his skin, trapping with it remnants of the pure Lifestream from Omega. He whined and tried to heal himself but to no avail, he was too exhausted.

Almost sobbing in horror he looked at the rest of his body, his chest had been ripped to shreds and on one side he could see one of his ribs sticking out through his skin. Both of his wings had been torn and the right one lay limply by his side, he knew instinctively without trying to move it that it was broken. Thankfully nothing was seriously wrong with his legs but it wouldn't have made much difference if they had been broken, he couldn't go anywhere. He had nowhere he could go and no one who would take him in. He closed his eyes in despair and sighed mournfully, he was the last one of his kind and now he was going to die alone and friendless in the silence.

Chaos's eyes shot open, there shouldn't be a silence, there had never been a silence, all through the years there was always noise be it outside noises or the noises from his host's churning emotions or from Hellmasker's low dark chuckle as he thought of another torment to torture their host. It was never silent, and now that it was he felt what little that remained of his sanity start to drift away, why had they gone? Where were they in this wasteland of death? And why did he even care?

Moments before he would have said he'd have welcomed release from his host's mind and the meaningless jumbled thoughts of his so called kin, but now they were gone he felt a horrible sinking loneliness build up in his heart. For the first time in centuries he was truly alone and the thought terrified him, his kind were not solitary and when they'd all come together for a celebration, they celebrated for many days simply revering in each other's company. Rejoicing the fact they weren't alone and that they'd never be alone so long as they had each other, but now he was alone and a single tear ran down his cheek.

He lifted his right hand to wipe it away then paused, he hadn't shed a tear since that day and that had been two centuries ago. He caught the tear carefully and stared at it, reflected in its surface he saw the lacerations and puncture wounds covering his face and smiled, he saw that his headdress had been ripped and strands of it hung over his shoulders limply like hair but again he smiled. It was only when he saw his own eyes, that were dull with pain and grief that he truly realised what it was to be alone.

Chaos screamed.

He screamed for his people who had been burned alive while a woman with silver hair stood over them and laughed. He screamed for the planet and the people who had suffered again and again because of that woman. He screamed for his kin trapped inside a tormented mind, he screamed for his host for all his years of pain and suffering. But most of all he screamed for himself and how his life had been destroyed.

With one last howl he fell heavily back down onto his side letting out another scream as he felt his already broken ribs crack. Shivering he felt something trickle out of the side of his mouth, weakly lifting a hand to wipe it away he discovered that it was blood. Chuckling quietly he curled up into a ball painfully and prayed for a quick merciful death.

"Vinnie? Are you okay?"

Vincent's eyelids flickered; he had no desire to wake especially now he sensed Yuffie hovering over him. As much as he liked the ninja and admired her stamina in touch situations, she had a tendency to be a bit too clingy around him and an annoying habit of ringing him every five minutes.

"Leave him alone Yuffie"

If Vincent had the energy he would have smirked, trust Cloud to be so blunt when it came to Yuffie. Even though his eyes were closed he could almost see the young girl glaring at Cloud with an injured expression.

"I was only trying to help"

Vincent tuned out their voices, it would have been much easier to concentrate if he didn't have a chorus of demonic voices in his head as well but that couldn't be helped. Swiftly he tested each of limbs checking for any serious damage, but there was nothing but what felt like a broken rib and several slashes in his side. He allowed himself to relax and slowly opened his eyes.

Both Tifa and Yuffie were sitting next to him wearing almost identical expression of concern and relief, he noticed that Tifa's hands were grasping Yuffie's shoulder firmly as though she were trying to stop her with leaping on him, which knowing Yuffie was highly possible. Cid was leaning against a heap of metal smoking casually though he turned and grinned at Vincent mouthing welcome back.

"Vincent"

He looked up into Cloud's blue eyes and took his outstretched hand as Cloud pulled him back to his feet. Almost as soon as he stood up he swayed and Cloud steadied him "careful, don't strain yourself"

Vincent winced as Cloud's hand brushed his ribs but shook his head as Tifa came over with a concerned motherly expression "I'm fine"

"Give the guy a break Tifa" Barret called and strode over grinning down at Vincent "he's just saved the world"

"Well it's about time someone else did" Cloud said quietly "I was getting tired of being the hero"

Tifa glared at him then looked Vincent over, gently examining him "okay, you're in pretty good shape considering what you went through, nothing too serious" she stepped back and smiled at him "we're glad you're back"

An ear splitting scream cut through the air like a whip and within seconds both Tifa and Yuffie were on the ground, covering their ears and sobbing in terror, Cid swore violently and continued to let out a stream of abuse towards whoever was making the sound. Barret started firing his gun-arm trying to drown it out and Cloud started shaking, his face turned white. Vincent himself couldn't do anything; he was frozen to the spot as the scream cut through his thoughts causing the demons in his head to start howling along with it.

As soon as it started the scream stopped and everyone slowly pulled themselves back together.

"W-what was that?" Yuffie whimpered and buried her face in Tifa's shoulder.

I don't know" Cloud muttered "but it wasn't human"

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