I know it's early I didn't give you guys a chance to choose. Or much of a chance I should say. I figured that it would be a longer more interesting story if I add in Cloud's chapters. I'm going to work on this chapter, and if you guys don't like it feel free to tell me. If you don't care, then I'll keep going LOL. I'm not too picky on things. I'm going to try to get this one up quickly so I can wok on the rest of the chapters and see where they go. Maybe I'll actually plan this story instead of writing it as it goes LOL. Anyway onward.

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Chapter Two

Cloud attempted to move for the second time, but his hands and feet were bound to the bed he lied on, and his back was still aching. He cursed his slow healing body. He knew he didn't break anything when he hit the ground, but he was sure he pulled something out. Even though he didn't know how long he was unconscious, he knew that it wasn't too long if everything still ached. Pulling his legs as far away from the where it was chained, he tried to break it again. Something about the chain was preventing his mako strength. He tried his arms again, pushing his limits. Grunting he slammed his head back down on the mattress. He moved his head again. This time he managed to peel some of the fabric away from his mouth, but the blindfold remained tight around his eyes.

He hated being so helpless. But, worst of all, he hated not knowing who had him. He knew it wasn't Sephiroth. The long silvery haired ex-SOLDIER wouldn't keep him blindfolded. He also wouldn't bother kidnapping him in the first place. Judging by the chains, it had to be someone that knew about mako and how to counter it. Listening closely, Cloud heard footsteps approaching the room he was in. At least something was still working properly. The footsteps sounded heavy and clicked against the ground. Boots. The way they walked sounded like military; long strides and clicked the same every time. Cloud assumed he made enough noise to signal that he was awake.

The door creaked open. The way it dragged on the ground; it sounded heavy and metal. Something that wouldn't pose a threat to the Buster Sword, but Cloud knew even if he did manage to escape the chains, he would never find his sword. The bed bent to added weight. Cloud turned his head to the presence, attempting to figure out who it was. The large hands touched the side of his face and ran his soft fingers down his cheeks. He was someone that didn't worked with his hands; a fighter like Tifa, maybe. The hands continued down his neck and chest. Cloud flinched away as far as he could, but he couldn't move far enough.

Cloud's body stiffened when the hands stopped at his waist. Squeezing his eyes shut under the blindfold, Cloud tried to will himself away from the situation. He knew what was going to happened. He was powerless to stop it. His belt buckle was pulled opened as the weight shifted on the bed. The man straddled Cloud's waist and leaned down to his ear. "I know I don't have to whisper in your ear in order for you to hear me. It makes it more exciting, doesn't it? Your body isn't responding yet, but I know how to make you feel pleasure. More pleasure than you've ever felt. I know you want it. I've seen the way you look at Leon. I've seen the way he looked at you. I will not let him have you first. The traitor deserves never to find happiness." The man sat up and moved off of Cloud. Cloud's heart beat rapidly in his chest as the man walked over to the door. "Before I enjoy the dessert, I'm going to enjoy dinner. Squall will be first or should I call him Leon. That is the only way you know him, huh?"

Cloud screamed as loud as he could through the gagged. He pulled harder on the chains, not caring that he would break his wrists and ankles. He had to get to Leon before this madman did. He heard the name Squall before. They considered him a failure. He was the only one that escaped his world after the heartless took it over. He met one of Squall's comrades before. They held heavy vengeance for the young man. This man wasn't the same person; he didn't recognize the voice. This person was someone new. If Leon was Squall, then it would explain his loner attitude and his obsession with finding ways to dispatch the heartless without the keyblade. Cloud pulled on the chains hooking his wrists one more time. This time his right wrist cracked. Cloud screamed through the gagged, but continued to pull with all his strength. The metal headrest finally bent far enough to slip the chain over the small crack that he made.

He pulled the gag and blindfold off and finally saw the room he was in. It was a cell. The metal bars remained, but something was covering them from the outside. The door was solid metal, making it impossible to break through without his sword. Cloud cradled his broken wrist while he reached down and pulled on the chains connecting his feet. The chained was more stubborn than the one around his wrist. He gave up after several minutes and placed his head against his knees. He glanced up and noticed the Buster Sword sitting in the corner not too far from the bed. Cloud sat there for a few seconds, debating on whether he should reach for it. The man must have wanted him to escape. "What sick game are you playing?" Cloud silently asked.

Choosing to ignore the obvious trap, he leaned as far off the bed as he could and grabbed the Buster Sword. Slicing the chain apart, Cloud freed his feet first before separating his wrists. His wrist throbbed, and he hated himself for breaking the primary one. Even though he could use both hands to fight, he felt more comfortable wielding the sword in his right hand. He walked over to the door with as much strength as he could muster. He blasted the door open with his Blade Beam. He stopped suddenly noticing a cord pulled across the doorway and over to either wall. Explosives lined both walls. He carefully stepped over the cord and stopped. "He knew I would escape. What was he planning?"

Cloud eased himself through the dark hallway of what looked like a former prison. He stopped suddenly looking at the crisscross pattern of cords on the floor. Glancing up, he saw he same pattern on the ceiling. The area in-between each intercession wasn't wide enough to put his feet through. If he made a running start, he might be able to make it across the ten foot area, but if he missed, it could be devastating. Backing as far as he could, he ran with all the speed he could build up and jumped.

He landed on the last cord. "Damnit!" Moving as fast as he could, he dove out of the way of crashing rubble, but not fast enough. A large rock fell on his foot. He screamed and used his sword to throw the rock off before it could cause more damage. He pulled himself away from the blast just incase more of the ceiling decided to fall. He pulled the padding off his shin-guards and cut it apart. Cutting his boot off, he assessed the damage. There were clear signs of fracture. Placing half the padding under his foot and the other pieces around his sides and top, he pulled the long sleeve off his jacket and wrapped it around as tightly as he could. He grunted in pain and sat there for a few seconds while the pain eased a little.

Cloud pulled himself up, using his sword and the wall for support. He glanced up and looked at the light spilling into the corridor. Walking outside, he saw the cliff that he fell off of. He looked back at the way he came out and noticed that there was no way for someone to see the entrance without climbing down the cliff. Leaning against the wall to catch his breath, Cloud assessed the best way to reach the top. There was no stairs or even a slope to climb on. Determined to reach Leon before something happened, Cloud stabbed his sword into the wall of the cliff right above his height and pulled himself up onto it. "This is going to hurt." Crouching down as low as he could, he leaped up and caught the edge of the cliff.

He lifted his body up and over the edge. Breathing heavily, his foot throbbed. Cloud glanced down at the sword too far down for him to reach. He had no time to return to his house and get the other sword, but he couldn't walk into a battle with a broken wrist and ankle and no weapon. Just about to move on through the mountainside, Cloud noticed a crowbar. Confused on why that would be there, he didn't question more. He used it to pull the Buster Sword out of the wall and up flipped it up to him. Catching it with his left hand, Cloud returned it to the slot on his back.

He used the crowbar to pull himself to his feet. It took him several tries to get over to wall. Cloud used the wall and walked very carefully back to town. He got all the way back to right outside of the town when Aerith appeared out of nowhere. "I knew you just disappeared. What happened?" She asked suddenly, noticing the way the blond SOLDIER stood. She helped him to sit down on the ground while she used her healing powers to mend his broken bones.

"Where's Leon?"

"Looking for you."

"Have you ever heard of someone named Squall." Cloud wanted to know if anyone else knew about Squall.

Aerith remained silent for a few seconds. "Yes. It's a shame what happened to him. Can you imagine being the only one to escape your world after the heartless took over. Wherever he is, he must really be lonely."

"He's Leon, isn't he?" Aerith continued to heal him in silence. She wasn't sure if Cloud should know. "His life could be in danger. Is he or isn't he Leon?" She nodded slowly. "I need to find him."

Cloud stood and helped the young woman to stand. "Last I saw, he was looking for you. I'd try Ansem's lab first." Cloud nodded as he tested his foot and wrist.

"Thank you, Aerith. Don't tell anyone. If someone is going to attack Leon, then I want to sneak up on this assassin instead of bringing an army in that would alert him. I'll protect Leon with all my might. But, if you happen to find him before me, call me."

"Of course. Cloud," Aerith whispered. "Don't go too hard on him for hiding himself. If you were humiliated and labeled a failure, wouldn't you hide yourself from public eye while you tried to find a way to redeem yourself?"

Cloud frowned, but didn't say anything more. He leaped up the wall until he reached the top door, leading into the lab. "I would do the same," Cloud whispered before walking through the doorway.

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Well that's a little bit longer than the first one. Defiantly not as long as my other chapters. I'm trying. I hope I'm not losing anyone with this chapter. I'm trying to keep the man hidden, but give enough to keep some people thinking about who he is. I hope I picked a person you'd never expect though. Thanks for reading please review.

Angel Dove