A young boy stood at the mouth of a labyrinth, the stone entrance of it had writing covering every inch in a language he didn't understand.

He wore red silk pajamas bottoms and a red silk shirt, the dark attire complementing his dark raven hair and pale skin.

His raven hair ruffled as the wind howled and rushed in towards the maze as if it was beckoning the young boy in.

His curiosity got the best of him overriding his fear of what would happen once he went inside; he took one step after the other entering the maze with great anticipation.

The walls of the maze were horribly twisted going everywhere at once and nowhere at all, and sometimes they were impossibly small and difficult for him to get through so he was forced to take another route.

Other times the halls were large making the passing through the labyrinth easier, after hours of walking he found himself right back where he was before at the beginning but there was no entrance, nothing but a wall where a door had once stood. No way for him to leave the demented place.

He sighed heavily sitting down on the ground and resting his head on the wall.

'No use wasting my energy.' the young boy thought with a grimace.

He turned his red eyes to the cloudy sky trying to find a worthy distraction till he could find the energy to find his way through the maze; his dark brows furrowed in confusion as the sky turned an even darker shade of gray and lightning began to light up in the sky and strike down into the maze.

He gasped as it struck the ground at least 10 ft. away from him, thunder booming loudly a few seconds later. Suddenly the idea of staying didn't sound so good.

The young boy stood shakily to his feet, his heart beating madly in his chest making it hard to breathe. He began taking the same path as he had before but it seemed that the maze had changed while he was sitting down. The places that had been small before were now extremely large.

He took a new path not knowing where it would take him, but curious to see why the maze had changed in the first place.

After walking for some time he entered an opening in the maze where there was nothing but green grass and trees oddly enough since this looked like the same place where the lightning had struck, vines had grown about the walls of the labyrinth and there were flowers everywhere.

The flowers seemed very familiar, yellow daisies.

The young boy plucked one from the ground and held it close, a small feeling of comfort in this strange place or so he thought.

He lifted his eyes and saw a woman laying on the ground in the center of this green garden, he walked closer and gasped in horror his red eyes widening in fear, the delicate daisy he'd been holding fell to the ground as a shocking realization hit him.

There lay a blond woman sprawled out on the ground, a gunshot wound to her head. She weakly tried to make out words but it was of no use, blood seeped continually out of her mouth like a fountain, the blood bubbled as it came when she tried to speak but still she could make no intelligible sound.

He felt something creep up his leg and looked down to see a vine trying to wrap around its way around him, he shook it off but more vines came towards him. One grasped his arm firmly making it hard for him to get away while another one grabbed his leg, he struggled to get away but it was in vain. Several more vines grabbed his waist and his hands, a couple more tied themselves around his other leg.

Soon he was trapped in the vines with no way out.

"You killed them." He heard a voice say.

He directed his gaze toward the garden but saw nothing but that woman and the vines, he groaned in frustration. First he was lost, then he was trapped and now this.

"You killed them, you killed her!" He gasped as the vines started to tighten painfully around his chest.

"You killed them! You killed them!" He finally understood, it was the vines that were talking to him.

Unfortunately he realized this a minute too late, soon another vine found its way to his neck closing off his air passage. Now he couldn't breath at all, no matter how much he struggled.

"You killed her, and now we'll kill you." The creature said menacingly squeezing even tighter.

The young boy could swear his eyes would pop from the pressure.

"No stop." He cried weakly.

But the vines would not listen to his plea, and his words only urged them on.

"NO!" He screamed.

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"NO!" Vincent cried out, pulling his gun out on impulse.

The room slowly came into focus as he felt himself able to determine reality from nightmare.

He took a slow shaky breath and laid back down, staring up at the ceiling he brooded over the events of the dream. It had been just like the others but something had triggered this particular one to be different, that woman, she'd looked so much like--

The familiar whine of machinery caught the crimson eyed man's attention, he tilted his head slightly towards the dresser to the right of him.

There lay a medium-sized black box, on top were two small buttons one silver the other green; this machine served as a communication device between Vincent and Dr. Hojo. Vincent didn't talk to Hojo very much so the doctor was unable to know what the gunman was doing or when he left, at times he would leave without so much as leaving a message to where he was going so the doctor was forced to install the speaker in Vincent's room. Much to the man's protests. Vincent turned his head away from the machine and closed his eyes trying to block out the loud voice that boomed over the speaker.

"Vincent I need you down here right now!" Hojo shouted from the speaker. "It's very urgent so don't keep me waiting." Vincent snorted and ignored the doctor.

"Vincent are you listening to me!? Vincent!" Vincent was starting to get annoyed by the doctor.

"Vincent press the damn receiver button and answer!" Hojo shouted.

Crimson eyes opened slowly. "Vincent!"

Reaching for his gun he aimed at the speaker. "Vincent!!"

He pulled the trigger, the poor speaker receiving a smooth bullet in it's center cutting through the hard plastic covering, right into the batteries that powered it. The speaker exploded on the dresser pieces scattered everywhere rendering it completely useless. But Vincent didn't care, Hojo would probably replace it with another one and then he'd have to get rid of that one too.

He pulled away the covers, stood up, and walked over to his dresser. He opened the black cupboard to reveal several knives and guns, his most prized weapon, Cerberus, lay in the center. He instinctively chose the gun in the center, picking it up and slipping it in the holster on his hip.

He grabbed one other gun, three knives, and ammo. Upon picking up one box of ammo he saw the box had been covering a small flower, a yellow daisy. Despite being completely deprived of sunlight, soil, and water the flower seemed to be healthy, he pulled off the glove off his right hand and picked up the small flower. Having a strange need to see how it felt.

The stem of the flower was smooth but slightly prickly, he ran his thumb over the petals. 'They were soft as silk.' He thought in curiosity. He vaguely remembered someone with a flower just like this, a little girl.

Flashback

Vincent was leaning against a cobblestone wall, with his eyes closed in feigned sleep.

"Hey there." Crimson eyes popped open.

He turned to his right and saw a little girl, probably 8 or 9 yrs. Old, looking at him with a friendly smile and two flowers in her hand.

"My name's Aerith, what's your name?" She asked him.

"Don't have one." He replied in an uncaring manner, turning around to walk away. But the little girl was unfazed by his rude tone and followed after him.

"That's kinda sad mister, but if you don't mind I'd like to give you one. Is that okay?" She said sweetly.

"Yeah sure." He said, replying in the same nonchalant manner he had before.

"Great! Hmm, now what should your name be? It has to be something that matches you personality." She said, pursing her lips in silent thought.

She looked up at him, studying his form, his face; he held such an air of mystery.

He seemed cold at first, but on further inspection his eyes told her a different story, she saw such pain inside, when she had been staring at him before, her heart couldn't help but feel compassion for him.

He stopped walking and looked down at her, returning her inquisitive gaze. She copied his action and stopped as well but continued to stare at him, she looked so innocent.

She wore a short-sleeved white shirt under a pink dress, her long brown hair was tied into a bow making it fall behind her back, but here and there small tresses fell out of the bow and fell in front of her face. And lastly her eyes, blue like the sky on a sunny clear day.

"Shouldn't you be with your parents?" He asked her, snapping the small girl out of her reverie.

"Nope, my parents are at work. I'm supposed to be with my babysitter Kana, but she went off somewhere she told me to stay where I was but then I saw you and I followed." She explained it as if it was the simplest thing in the world, but he supposed that was the mind of a child.

To her it really was that simple.

He sighed heavily, this wasn't supposed to happen. His mission was to plant the bomb, and leave as soon as possible, now he was stuck with some kid.

"Look you should really get back to your babysitter; I'm sure by now she's very worried about you." Vincent was surprised when she returned his statement with a small chuckle which soon turned to a fit of laughter.

"Hahaha, oh it's alright mister," She replied, wiping the tears from her eyes that came from her laughing so much. "This has happened to me before, don't worry I can handle myself. Besides I can't leave till I give you a name."

"Look I really don't think..." He tried again to convince her to leave but yet again she intervened.

"I have a great idea! Why don't you be my babysitter?! At least until I give you a name then we can look for Kana together."

"I'm not really good with kids." He said, not liking her idea one bit.

"You don't have to, all you have to do is make sure I don't get hurt, make sure I don't eat bad stuff. And make sure I don't go with anyone you think is dangerous." Namely himself, he thought inwardly. "It's easy, like I said I can take care of myself."

He sighed again, "There's no stopping you when you make up your mind huh?" She shook her head no in reply.

"Fine. Just don't be any trouble okay, and only till you come up with a name." He said sternly, she nodded.

"Don't worry I already have a pretty good idea of what your name should be, but first let's get something to eat. It's lunchtime and I'm starving."

"This is going to be a long day." He grumbled, as she dragged him off to a nearby resturaunt.

End Flashback

Vincent furrowed his brows in frustration trying to remember more from that day, but failed. He tried harder, following through the events of when he'd first met the girl up till what little he could remember and one image flashed in his mind. A tall skyscraper exploding, from top to bottom large explosions covered each floor to the very top, the building sank to the ground. Each floor compounded on each other crushing any person that may have been alive after the explosion.

He clutched his head in pain as a powerful headache struck his temple, the pain was unbearable. He fell to the floor, digging the talons of his gauntlet into the floor clawing at the wood. He grinded his teeth together to keep from screaming, after awhile the pain subsided leaving a dull throb behind.

He panted in exhaustion, trying to calm his breathing down. The migraine had been so powerful he felt almost completely drained of energy. Why? Why couldn't he remember anything from that day?

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Cloud raced across the snowy white terrain on his bike paying little attention to anything around him. His mind was on one destination only: Nibelheim. Before leaving his hometown to join soldier, and get revenge for his mother he'd made a plan in case he failed to kill Vincent; no doubt the gunman would come looking for him and when he did Cloud would be prepared for him. He'd kill Vincent and get justice for all the people he'd lost to that bastard, his mother and Zack.

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Aerith panted heavily as she trekked through the snow. She had come ready to make her way to the village, but despite the many layers of clothing and the thick winter coat she had worn for the journey she was till freezing underneath. She tried not to show it hoping that her companion, Nanaki, wouldn't notice but unfortunately for her he did.

They had been walking for hours, and Nanaki was beginning to get worried for her being in such harsh weather.

"Perhaps we should stop and let you rest for a while Aerith." He said with concern in his voice.

"No it's fine, I'm okay let's keep going we're almost there anyway." She replied, trying to convince him with her cheery tone, and sweet smile. But he wasn't fooled for a minute.

"But even if we get out of this place, we still have to walk back to Nibelheim."

"I know but, he's running out of time Red. We both know that, and as tired as I am I won't stop till I save him." She said stubbornly.

Nanaki sighed in defeat. 'There really is no way to stop that woman once she's made up her mind.'

They kept walking through the snow till they reached a large stony rock wall that stretched for miles in either direction, the large structure was so tall it reached into the clouds seemingly barring their way any further. Any other traveler would have turned back and found themselves at the village once again, but Aerith knew exactly what to do.

"You ready Nanaki?" She asked the ancient.
"Let's go." He replied. They walked towards the wall and passed through it back to where they had started before not knowing what surprise they would find on the other side.

Once Aerith walked through the wall, however, she saw a blond man on a motorcycle racing fast towards her.

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Cloud kept at the same fast speed as before, a small shimer of light shined bright through a small hole then spread out towards the sky and the ground disappearing as soon as it had come. He looked up at the sky, and behind himself wondering why the strange light had appeared. He shrugged passing the odd occurrence off as nothing and turned to look in front of him to see a woman and her dog in the place where the light had come.

He gasped in shock, hitting his brakes as fast as he could, he swung the motorcycle to the sidein an effort to slow it down. But he had been going too fast, he was going to hit her!

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A:N Well that's it for now I'll have the next chapter up soon don't you worry. Please Read/Review it helps me write faster.