Chapter 1: The song that never ends
Disclaimer: I do not claim any rights to the characters, places, or things mentioned within this story.
Warning: crude language, eventual homosexual situations, demons.
Vincent Valentine isolated himself from the world of the living. Buffeted by high winds, he pulled his heavy read cloak tighter around his body. Crouched on top of a ruined skyscraper, he watched the humans walking below. Edge was full of simple people rebuilding their lives.
He tugged at the cloak again, it's weight reminding him that it was impossible for him to rebuild his life. He was one of the dead, kept animated solely by the influence of the demons trapped in his body. If only he could atone for his sins by dying, Vincent would throw himself from the roof in an instant. From bitter experience, he knew that dying did nothing but cause trouble for those left behind. He would never leave the burden of his sins on someone else.
The cape's heavy, tattered fabric lashed in the wind, billowing around his leather armor. He had chosen the cape to remind him of his si-
//Cut it out, already!// Chaos growled from inside Vincent's head.
What? Vincent thought to it, in one-body version of telepathy.
//That sin bullshit. The inside of your head is so dark and cloudy I'm surprised it hasn't rained yet//
Vincent was almost insulted. Well, I am sorry for pondering upon the wrongs I have committed against-
//You're such a boring host. Most people would do more destructive things with a demon in their body to lend them power. Let me out, I want to do something fun//
There is no way I am allowing a demon free reign of my body. Especially after a sales pitch like that, Vincent thought with dry humour.
//DO something then. ANY thing. Even that Cloud guy drives a motorcycle. Do you know what the horsepower of that thing is?//
…I… you want me to ride a motorcycle? Vincent was lost. What did the demon want?
//I want to ride a motorcycle. Me, doing the driving. I'm tired watching people walk around, through you. Vince, come on. Let the demon out for a while. I promise I won't do the whole virgin sacrifice thing. That was so last century. Although, I could do something about this body's virgini-//
There is nothing that you could say that would convince me to allow you free reign of this body for one minute, Vincent snapped. It was a touchy subject. His and Lucretia's love was doome-
//…yaoi, yaoi, Cloud yaoi?// Chaos cheered dryly.
What in the seven circles of Hades are you talking about?
//Forget that. But desperate times call for desperate measures. Can you handle this, Vincent?//
Vincent could hear the demon's grin. His mental depiction of it wasn't a thing of beauty. "Don't you dare", he spoke out loud, horror coloring his voice.
//Babe, I AM a demon. Ready Vince?//
"No Chaos, that's just fighting dirty!"
//Don't say I didn't warn you///
"Chaos!"
//This is the song that never ends. Yes, it goes on and on, my friends! Some people… started singing it, not knowing what it was, and they'll continue singing it forever just because this is the song that never ends. Yes it goes on and on my-//
Noooooo!
And so twice weekly it came to be that Chaos had some "me time" in his host's body.
Revamped. The quality of this was… poor, I feel. A year at University is doing me some good! Sorry for the delay.