This is just one of these stories that come to you at 3 in the morning, whicth it did, so I hope you enjoy and for once its one of my own ideas yay!!
Disclaimer: Nah don't own it... yet MWHAHAHA!!!
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All through the streets of Midgar was silence, it was the dead of night and not one soul dared to walk in the cold dark streets.
Suddenly a lone man appered at the top of the street, his crimson cape flapping in the wind seemed to be the only noise that excisted in the city, he continued down the middle of the street, the gold claw on his left hand illuminated everytime he walked under a street light, he stood outside the old mako warehouse in the slums, he looked up revealing dark red eyes from under his black hair.
He seemed to be waiting for something outside the warehouse, he had been told that it was here and he was more than happy to exterminate it. He never took his eyes of the structure, watching for the slightest movement, his patince weared off when a red light exploded inside the warehouse, as soon as it had started the light vanished, the man calmly walked upto the door and with one swift kick from his gold capped boots the door slammed to the ground.
The figure then drew out a large gun and looked up the stairway to spot any movement, deciding that the cost was clear he began climbing the stairs.
He stopped on the second floor straining his ears to pick up the slightest noise, suddenly he dropped his gun, a familar and horrible pain was suddenly emerging from deep within him, he gasped, this was the last thing he needed.
He took deep breaths as he clutched his head, he squnited his eyes, grinding his teeth together in a desperate attempt to not scream incase his position was found out, but the pain only sharpened as it spread to the rest of his body, he was now to his knees groaning, he heard laughing from up above him, he groaned again, part pain part annoyence as the person cloaked in darkness laughed, "So this is what every demon and monster crawling around in Midgar is afraid of? The great and powerful Vincent Valentine?" he said, Vincent glared at him still kneeling on the ground clutching his head.
"And to think, I thought I would have to fight my way out of here tonight" he said, half laughing, Vincent winced as he stood up picking his gun up as he went, "Yeh your right, you won't be fighting your way out, your never going to leave" he said shooting into the darkness, the shadowed figure jumped onto the rafter beside the one he had been on, he laughed again, whitch was'nt helping Vincents headache.
"Just give into the pain, it'll be easier on you" he said, Vincent rolled his eyes, "Do you not think I've heard that before?" he asked, taking a small orb of materia from his pocket unoticed by the person above.
The man crawled along the rafters silently like a cat, only his mako green eyes gleaming as he passed the window, Vincent watched him, still aiming at him as he moved, the man knew it.
"Why does it have to be like this Vincent? Do'nt you want to be like us? If you would just give into the pain you could be the most powerful of us, I mean you were the original..."
"I know, as I said I've heard this before and frankly I'm getting tired of it" he said throwing the orb to the ground, as it smashed on impact the room illuminated with a strong white light, the man on the rafter screeched in pain, he shielded his eyes as he fell from the rafters crashing onto crates when he fell, the dust settled as Vincent walked over, squinting from the nearly unbearable light, he raised his gun and aimed for the debrie.
The figure slowly sat up coughing revaling himself, he was'nt human, he was a monster, he had long sharp fangs, his face and hair was stained in blood, instead of hands he had long sharp claws, his nails were black and seemed to have bits of flesh and fur sticking out of them, his clothes were mere rags and had one red leathery wing, the other was torn off from a different encounter, but most disturbing was the numerous scars that ran up his arms and the long jagged one that ran down his cheek.
He snarled as Vincent walked over, "He'll find you, you know he will, its only a matter of ti-"
The man was cut off when Vincent stamped his boot onto his neck, Vincents face remained expressionless as he stared down, He pointed his gun down at the monsters head, "Well I can't wait" he said and fired two shots, the beast shuddered and then fell limp, "Bastard..." muttered Vincent, he blew the smoke that was still coming from his gun and walked out of the warehouse.
But as he reached the bottom the pain struck again, this time with a vengance, he cried out in pain as the intense heat spread through out his body, the cries grew louder, reaching every corner of the large building, as he knelt down on his back two bulges emerged, the same place where the demon had his wings, "No...stop..." he growled gritting his teeth focusing on trying to tame the pain, trying to make it dissaper, he could'nt let it get the best of him.
The bulges dissapered and so did the pain, he took deep breaths as he stood up, the fits were getting worser and more often.
He knew he was only stalling it, it was just a matter of time before he finally turned, Vincent Valentine the great renegade would finally turn into the very thing he had been trying to stop for 5 years and it was all because of one man, "Hojo, the bastard.." he muttered as he looked up the body of the beast he had just exterminated, he picked up his gun and walked out of the warehouse, he continued down the street until he finally turned the corner and dissapered from view..
The greasy black haired man walked through the lab with his hands behind his back, he had a wide grin on his face and he hummed tunelessly as he stopped and stood over a man strapped to a table, the man was unconcious and shirtless, only wearing pants, he groaned as he turned his head revealing black splotches on his neck, the scienctist frowned, this was taking to long the blackness should have long spread by now, he looked over at the other scientist who was scribbling down something over at a large desk on the other side of the room, the man looked up and joined the other scientist who was roughly excamined the mans neck, making the man groan even louder, "He is'nt the one we're looking for" the man said adjusting his glasses, "Its taking too long, he should have made better progress by now" he said slightly annoyed, the other scientist looked at him, "What do you want us to do with him" the man grunted, the other man frowned, "Get rid of him" he said immeadiatly losing interest in his experiment and walked over to the competers on the other side of the lab, the competer screen reflecting off his glasses as he entered numerous passwords into the competer, finally he clicked into the files he wanted, the old SOLDIER files, he scrolled down through endless names until he came to the name 'Alex Simons' he looked back at the man on the table and then to the screen, he deleted the name and waited as the next profile popped up, the other scientist looked at the with him, "So whos next Hojo?" he asked, Hojo grinned as a name and picture came up on the screen, "Cloud Strife, currently living in Midgar" he said reading what was on the screen, he grinned "Can you get him for me please?" Hojo said, more than an order than a favour he nodded and got onto a cell phone and started talking as he left the room, Hojo looked once more at the screen and soon followed the other scientist out of the room.
OOOOOoooooooooHHHHHhhhhhh!!! Whats going to happen next? hmmmm...
So thats it first chapter over I hoped it turned out ok, half of it I wrote on the spot but Im happy with it.
Please review, no flames though if you did'nt like it then theres over 18000 other stories here Im sure you'll find one you like.
Anyway chappie two soon!
