Playing with the dead

Disclaimer: I do not own any final fantasy series or anything related to that. I own Oc characters.

Phira Tsounamaki-a young woman who is interested in finding the mysteries about Shinra and the renments of Jenova. She has golden color hair and magenta colored eyes.

One: A coffin...

It was a large mansion, like the one that at least everyone would have loved to live in it. But it was dark and mysterious something that I would have loved to explore if I wasn't abandoned as a child. Now I am on a mission to figure out why I was left in this mansion. Something was cold in this mansion though, as I placed a hand on a black coffin. The coffin was smooth and cold. It was cold as ice. "This shouldn't be so difficult." I said as I lifted the cover up slowly until it was completely removed. A young man dressed in red and black with dark brown hair and a gold clawed arm was lying in it. He looked so calm and peaceful I knew this couldn't have been a normal human. "This must be something new. There isn't anyone else here." I said as I was about to touch the man's face. Suddenly the gold clawed hand grabbed me by the wrist. "You were calling me weren't you?" he simply asked with his red eyes glaring into mine. "Uh...um...well sort of." I stammered trying to speak clearly. "Explain." The man ordered making the grip on my arm tighter.

"Damn it, if you let go of me,then maybe I could just tell you." I said as I soon felt the pain in my muscle tissue. The man sat up as he released me then shook his head. "Don't ever try calling me. You being here is a mistake-somewhat maybe a fatal one. Leave now." he ordered just when I touched his cheek. "You are not human are you?" I asked. "...No. I am not completely human. Are you interested in knowing what I have become?" The man said. "Actually I am. First, give me your name stranger?" I said with a grin. "I'm sorry but it is common courtesy if you give me your name." The man said showing no emotion. I blushed lightly at his handsome face a took a few steps back. "The name is Phira Tsounamaki. I am not part of Shinra or whoever you sense is pissing you off. Now tell me your name." I said placing a hand on my hip.

The man walked out of his coffin and held his hand out. "Vincent Valentine. You seem pretty young to be around here by yourself. How old are you?" Vincent asked not being at least interested. "A woman doesn't tell her weight or age." I said nodding my head. Vincent gave me an angry glare with I thought was sort of cute but I wasn't interested in him; well hopefully not. "You must leave here at once." Vincent said in a mono sound of tone. "What? There is no way I am leaving this place unless you force me or give me a good reason to." I pointed out. "You aren't like the others who enters then immediately leaves. Fine then, you will become a slave if you stay." Vincent said as he glanced at his coffin. "Heh, I'm not going to give up that easily. Being a slave is not a good vacation idea either. I'm going to look around this place and figure out why my foster parents brought me here." I said walking towards the door.

"Don't be foolish. You are not allowed to travel this area freely." Vincent warned as I stopped in my tracks. "Don't hate me for this but, the reason why I am here is because my parents abandoned me here for Shinra. They died while trying to create a being that would destroy us all." I explained not showing any pain in my voice. My heart started slowing down a bit causing me to fall on my knees. "Shit...it's happening again. Damn heart, I knew this would be a problem." I muttered trying to breathe calmly. Vincent approached me while I was on the floor. "Your heart is getting weaker by the moment, isn't it?" he asked.

"Yes, in fact it is. I have a heart problem so what." I said as I stood up. Vincent just watched me stand and lean to the side. "You seem so fragile. Anyone who would hurt you would cause you to break." Vincent said coldly with his soft voice. I glared at him silently and turned away, "I have already been broken. I am just letting it all go and fade away." "Do you know what has caused you to break?" Vincent asked as his eyes shined red. This red was not the type of red I usually sought out to see. "That is none of your business." I said walking away slowly. "Now if you don't mind. I will be roaming around the place for my own amusement." I said before leaving the room. The mansion was large from where I was currently located, may be a bit too large for myself alone to live in. As I went down into the laboratory my body froze in shock.

I saw shattered glass all over the floor. It was not pleasant seeing all of this. I stood there speechless until a golden claw grabbed my arm. I felt the cold sharpness against my pale skin. "Vincent...! This place is-" "Not a sight to see if that is what you're thinking." Vincent finished my statement. "What the hell happened?" I asked clearing my throat. "It is I that happened here...that is why I never wanted anyone to come here. To see this..." Vincent said releasing my arm slowly. I walked a step forward then took a deep breathe. "My parents were killed here weren't they?" I asked solemnly. "..." Vincent didn't answer. I turned around and met his gaze. "Vincent, this is not your fault. I know it isn't. You weren't the one behind this so please don't be sad." I said with a gentle smile. Vincent just glared at me then gave me a weak smile. "You want to stay here?" he asked. "Yes..." I answered shaking my head. "Fine then in this mansion you are my slave." Vincent said.

As I was granted access to everything inside the mansion except the laboratory and his room. "This is your room now." Vincent said as he escorted me to the guest room. The guest room was pretty large especially for just one person. "Okay." I said walking over to the dresser. "I will arrive later to pick you up so that we can discuss the rules but for now, get some rest." Vincent said with out any amusement in his voice then left. "Oh okay." I said as I sat on the bed. The bed sheets were satin laced with silk. This mansion must've had some rich people living inside or somebody was robbed. As I was about to lay down Vincent was standing in the doorway. "There are some clothes for you to wear." he pointed out. "I prefer you wear something that is different from the current clothes that you are wearing." he finished. "If you need me I will be in the coffin." Vincent then closed the door behind him. This made me feel sort of nervous. It was about midnight already so I decided to take a nap then meet him after a few hours.