Chaos and Order
By: The Glorious Cheshire Cat
Chapter 1: Sight for the Sightless and Love for the Supposedly Loveless
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the characters you don't recognize as in the games and/or movies. If you don't recognize them, it's because they aren't in any of it. Please feel free NOT to sue. I am but a poor college student.
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Her hand danced across the paper, leaving lines in its wake.
She reached for the red colored pencil, eyes shut.
Somehow, by some strange twist of fate, she knew exactly where the previous lines were and never needed to look.
Not that I could if I wanted to, she thought with a smirk. Ah, the joys of being blind.
"What are you working on now, V?" her cousin questioned as she sat down next to her.
"Wait and see, dearest cousin. You know that I don't like to reveal my work until it is done." she replied.
"But Vanessa…"
"No buts, my dear Seph. It's how I work. Leave me in peace." Vanessa returned.
Her cousin stuck out her tongue.
Vanessa smirked. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. You might be forced to bite it."
Her cousin laughed.
"I'll never get your limits, dear V. You always surprise me."
Vanessa replaced the red pencil and took the gold one. "Good." She finished her picture a couple minutes before her mother yelled up the stairs that it was dinner time. She carefully tucked it in her sketchbook and followed her cousin downstairs.
Unknown to either girl, the sketch glowed mysteriously as they left their shared loft room.
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Vanessa was sitting on her bed, a book written in Braille on her lap. She looked up from her sightless staring at the book when her cousin walked in. "It's in my satchel. Persephanie. Just don't smudge it."
Persephanie rolled her eyes and carefully pulled the sketchbook from Vanessa's satchel. She opened it.
Drawings and sketches in all sorts of mediums greeted her eyes as she softly turned the pages.
The newest pictures were towards the back.
She smiled at a few of them.
There were some of her and Sephiroth, a villain from a game and movie the two girls were obsessed with. In a few, they were embracing or fighting something that couldn't be seen. The ones that really caught Persephanie's attention were the ones where she and Sephiroth were just looking at each other lovingly.
There were others, the subject one Vincent Valentine, Vanessa's favorite character. Most of the newer pictures were of him.
"I see him in my dreams you know. I've never seen how they've made him look, but I just know what he really looks like." Vanessa commented as she 'read' some more.
Persephanie looked at her. "You draw him so much better than even their artists could." She turned the page to the newest drawing.
It was of Vincent and some woman whose face was blocked by his hand and hair. They were kissing and Vincent looked quite content for once.
"It's you, isn't it, V? You saw this in your dream last night."
"I did. I saw it happen. First I was seeing him before me, moving closer, felt his lips touch mine, and then I was seeing it from outside of my body."
Persephanie put the sketchbook back. "What else did you see?"
"Enough to know that we belong there. I have a weird feeling, Seph. We're going to end up there very, very soon." Vanessa closed her book. "It feels like tonight. We need to pack."
"What about your parents?" Persephanie questioned.
"You've heard them, Seph. They resent me for being blind. They do love me, don't get me wrong, but they leave me to my own devices more often than not. They favor my brother." Vanessa stood and went to her bookshelves with her satchel.
Persephanie joined her. "I'm a burden because I have no parents. We'll go if we can, V. And we'll end up where we belong."
The two girls fell silent as they each packed what they wanted.
Vanessa packed her favorite books and the books about Wicca and witchcraft, as well as all her art supplies, laptop, discs, some other things she couldn't go without, and MP3 player. She packed her whole meager wardrobe military style in a medium sized carpetbag.
Persephone packed her own meager wardrobe, her own laptop and music and game stuff, the stuff she couldn't go without, and her own favorite books. She grabbed all of their bathroom stuff and packed it all away in their bags.
There was a flash of lightning and a loud crash of thunder.
The whole house shook and the lights went out.
The wind picked up and more lightning split the sky.
Some hit the tree outside their bay window and caused a branch to crash through it just as more lightning hit the house, causing it to catch aflame.
"We have to get out of here!" Persephanie yelled.
"The window! We have to jump out the window!" Vanessa replied.
The two girls looked at each other.
"See you on the other side, Seph. I love you like a sister." Vanessa told her cousin.
Persephanie smiled. "Same to you, V."
They jumped.
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Four silver haired men stood around the bed Persephanie laid on when she woke.
She knew who they were, just not where she was at. She looked up at Sephiroth and smiled. "Hello. Could you tell me where I'm at?"
Sephiroth swallowed sharply.
The beautiful woman before him wasn't afraid, and she was talking to him with a divine smile on her face.
He sat down on the bed next to her. "Mythril Mine." He was going to answer every question she had, regardless as to if he had the answer or not, if doing so meant she kept smiling at him.
She smiled wider and placed a hand on his arm after she sat up. "Thank you. Do you mind if I stay with you and your brothers? I have nowhere else to go and seem to have lost my cousin."
Sephiroth felt his heart skip a beat. "Of course."
Kadaj, Yazoo, and Loz shared a look. They had a feeling that something was going to change, drastically.
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Vincent hovered over the girl he'd found outside the Shinra Manor.
For some strange reason, he'd picked her up and taken her inside to one of the only good beds left, returning to get her two bags.
She was pale, almost as pale as he was, but with slight roses in her cheeks. She wore a pendant around her neck just like the one hanging from the handle of his Cerberus and a cloak just like his except hers was a deeper red and made of velvet, lined with a bright crimson silk on the inside.
The demons within him were oddly quiet, even Chaos was. They were just as curious about the girl as he was.
Chaos studied the girl through his host's eyes.
There was something about her that called to him as well as Vincent.
The girl moaned softly and moved, her brow furrowing and a frown appearing on her face.
Both Vincent and Chaos wanted to smooth it away, something that caught them both by surprise.
Chaos instantly knew. Mate, he stated simply.
It can't be. We have no mate, Vincent replied.
Chaos snorted. Oh yes we do. Our opposite and equal. The human part of her is your mate, but she holds Order in her. She houses my mate. We shall take care of her, of them both as is our duty.
Vincent went to protest.
Do not fight me on this human. We will protect both the human girl and my mate. The girl houses Order and if she dies, so does my mate. With them, we shall not be alone. Do you wish that? Would you wish that upon them? Without us, that is what they would be. You will come to understand it all soon. Just do not fight it as you would me. Chaos interrupted.
The girl moaned softly once more and then slowly opened her eyes.
Vincent's breath caught.
Her eyes were just as crimson as his own, perhaps a shade darker.
Their gazes met and locked.
Chaos roared joyously when he saw the silver eyes of Order looking at him from deep within the girl.
"Who are you?" Vincent asked in a whisper.
"Vanessa. Vanessa Rawnie Vanderbuilt. But most people call me V." she answered just as softly.
Vincent nodded.
Vanessa was in awe. She looked around. She could actually see. She wasn't blind anymore. She didn't care that she now held demons of her own.
They whispered to her at the back of her mind. One, more powerful than the rest spoke up.
I am Order, mate to Chaos. I have chosen you as my host so that my mate and his host will not be alone. I give you the gift of sight so that we may become one with our mates. I have watched over you long little mortal, and only you will do as my host. Order told her.
I am honored, oh great one. Am I to be immortal like the host of your mate? Vanessa returned.
Order laughed joyously, having found Vanessa to be exactly what her mate's host needed. Of course. We don't want either of our mates to waste away to nothing now do we?
Absolutely not. It wouldn't do. Vanessa settled herself into a sitting position with her back against the headboard. She looked at Vincent. "And you are?"
"Vincent Valentine."
She inclined her head. "It's a pleasure to meet you." She was pleased to note that he looked exactly as she'd pictured him in her mind's eye.
"Where do you live?" Vincent asked.
"Nowhere. I have no place to go and I have no one but a cousin whom is off on her own path. She and I will perhaps meet again one day."
"I and some others can help you search for her if you wish."
Vanessa shook her head. "Let Fate do its own work. If we are to meet again, we will meet when the time is right. Would it be possible for me to stay here? I'll work for my keep."
"Yes." Both Vincent and Chaos answered.
Vanessa bowed her head respectfully and in thanks before getting out of bed. "Perhaps you could give me a tour? I'd love to see this place."
Vincent felt his heart give a jolt. He wanted nothing more than to spend time with her, but was afraid he would end up hurting her.
She seemed to sense his thoughts and looked at him, her eyes taking on a silver color that was the exact opposite of Chaos's amber gold color.
That reassured him that she'd be more than safe with him; her own demons would protect her like his demons protected him.
He offered her his arm and was pleased when she took it. He led her off into the rest of the house, talking about everything in it.
The Fates smiled as they watched both Vincent and Sephiroth with those that were their soul mates.
"The sightless gain sight." one whispered to her sisters.
"And love is given to those who are supposedly loveless." a second one whispered.
The third one watched the images closely. "There is still much to be done, Clotho, Lachesis. We cannot slack in our duties just yet. They must come together and the women must help their men see the truth and become a family. Only then may we rest."
The two younger fates shared a look.
"We know this, Sister Atropos. We know this well as we helped plan this when their threads were spun and woven." Lachesis stated.
"And we shall help push them together." Clotho added.
Atropos nodded and turned back to the basin containing the images as her sisters left. "We can only hope the men won't be so stubborn as to refuse what their women offer and lose them." she whispered to the empty room.
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