In the night, the stars shine bright
But still the sky remains dark
Lightening flashes and yet the light vanishes
Leaving only the dark clouds to shed their tears
On the earth below
These flickers of light can be compared to a spark of happiness that appears in the heart of a broken soul.
No one wants to be alone in this world. Humans naturally long for attention, for someone to break through the surface and know them deeply. Well, almost everyone.

Vincent Valentine sat at the edge of a large materia-filled pool of sparkling water, gazing into the eyes of his once beloved Lucrecia. She looked just as she had thirty years ago. The only thing keeping Vincent from being with her was her being dead and frozen.
He knew there was something special about her the first day they met so many years ago when he was part of the Turks. They fell in love with each other from the beginning.
His heart sank remembering the way Lucrecia looked at him after he had found out she worked with his father. She blamed herself for his father's death and wouldn't think any different. She even stopped meeting him in secret, and to Vincent's horror had agreed to marry Hojo, a scientist with an odd laugh and who most people thought to be insane. Vincent was shocked to learn later that Lucrecia was pregnant, and that her child was to be treated as an experiment.
Vincent closed his dark crimson eyes, images of her expression resurfacing from his memories. It was like Hojo had hypnotized her; she seemed to always have a smirk playing upon her lips, except when her gaze rested on him. She would frown in what Vincent believed to be repugnance and would continue her work. She was no longer the Lucrecia he knew.
On one fateful day, Vincent decided he couldn't keep silent any longer. He mustered up the courage to confront Hojo about his plans on experimenting with their child. It was true Hojo was a scientist and was quite skilled at his profession, but didn't Lucrecia's child has a right to be born normally? Besides, the chemicals Hojo planned to use on the unborn child were sure to have a reaction with either itself or the mother. Vincent didn't want to see Lucrecia or her child hurt, no matter how much she seemed to hate him at the moment.
Hojo didn't care to hear what he had to say. Seeing Vincent as a nuisance, Hojo shot him. At that moment, Vincent was sure he was dead. He could literally feel himself being taken to the life stream, but Hojo had other plans. Vincent looked at his hands, the golden gauntlet of his left arm shimmering from the reflection of the water. This thing that he had turned into, his separation from the world outside, his immortality, the monster that dwelled inside of him; this was all the result of Hojo's experiments on him.
His hands balled into fists. Again he looked at the frozen woman, tears falling from his eyes. He wanted so badly to crawl back into the coffin he had sealed himself in as punishment for hurting Lucrecia and making her despise him. Yet he wanted to avenge her death. But how was he to do that when Hojo was presumed to be dead?
Vincent hadn't been outside the Shinra mansion for more than thirty years, but word spread fast through the company's staff, bits and pieces of information drifting through the ventilation system. Hiding under the Shinra company's building wasn't so bad to him, at least now he knew that Chaos, the evil inside of him, couldn't hurt anyone, not ever again. Even if he had to spend the rest of eternity apart from humanity, he would do it. Vincent gave a sigh; his emotions were getting the best of him. His heart ached with the same intensity it did the day he first realized the beast he had become and that his only love had perished. Chaos burnt inside of him. It longed to desecrate everything around it, even if it meant it's own death.
The ex-Turk's golden arm quivered against the tiled floor. At first Vincent thought it was just his nerves like always, but he could feel his whole body shaking. He looked around seeing the earthen walls of the unfinished basement begin to crumble. There were shouts and cries above from the Shinra employee's. Vincent could only suspect the worst. He heard footsteps loud against the steps coming in his direction. He quickly drew his gun, preparing to shoot any hostile person that crossed his path. Before anything could happen, a large mass of earth tumbled down from the walls on top of him, knocking him out cold.