Petal: I Don't Own Final Fantasy Anything! Don't barge into my house please!

Hi peoples! I'm back to post another chapter! Sorry for the long delay, I thought I had given up on this story, but because of the reviews, I decided to continue it for you!

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Chapter 3: The Sun Turned Black

"Reno!" Cloud shouted and jumped out of the broken pane. He rolled on the hard ground and landed right on the edge of the fence preventing civilians from falling into the river. The red-head paid no attention and continued to struggle with the river. His eyes eventually slowly slipped closed, too tired to do anything else but hold on. Black filled his vision and he felt himself fade away into darkness. Cloud, at this point, had jumped down from the fence and onto the small concrete ledge nearing the river. The blonde reached out his hands to grab Reno from the current and pulled him to the edge. Reno's ruby hair was drenched in glowing goo, and his breathing was almost non-existent, his eyes, that were only slightly open, were now glowing an intense blue-green, even more so than Cloud's eyes. His uniform was disheveled and was covered in mako, like the rest of his body. The blonde picked up the disturbingly light red head, and ran for his bike in the dirty rain.

He had to help Reno.

Run run run run run. Feet stomped the dirty pavement, breath paced as he raced against time. Occasionally checking the redhead's pulse that was weak enough that he thought it imaginary, Cloud ran through the pattering rain and just when he was about to pass Reeve's alley, he stopped. Skidding from the lack of friction and the speed of his run, he stumbled into puddles of blood towards the cold, soaked body. Pulling the older man onto his shoulder, Cloud dashed to his motorbike, placed his sword into the holsters of Fenrir, and swerved off towards Seventh Heaven.

Reno tripped over a large root that was rudely protruding from the ground, just to mock him.

"Fuck." The red head spit out a small clump of dirt and twig, wiping his mouth, glaring at the tree the root belonged to. "What kind of tree trips innocent people, huh?" He almost hit himself over the head, a damn tree duh.

Taking in his surroundings, the canopy was high and thick trunks circled the enclosing he was in. The sunlight was pouring from the top and through the leaves, giving everything below it a green tint. No wind was blowing, everything seemed so tranquil that it was eerie. There were no animals, no insects, no monsters, no noises. Reno couldn't help but feel unnerved by the lack of sound as he strolled between the trees, occasionally jumping energetically over quiet streams in order to keep himself entertained. Climbing over a particularly gruesomely twisted branch, the redhead couldn't help but wonder what lied deeper in this forest he was winding through. Time seemed to slow further and further along he headed towards the middle of the greenery, the sun continuously persistent, the Turk began to get worried. Where is this place?

A high-pitched tortured scream.

Echoed into the deep bowels of the knotted forest.

The sun turned black and everything was in darkness. Red glowing eyes immediately appeared from everywhere around him. Reno, startled, went for his EMR, gone. His gun. Gone. He was defenseless.

"Shit." Run Run Run Run Run Run Run Run!

And run he did. He couldn't see, but he turned around and he ran. Left. Right? He was slapped by branches, or were they claws? Blind, there was too much darkness, where was the sun when he needed it? His clothes started tearing. His hair band ripped apart, red strands flying everywhere, catching leaves and monsters. Another gruesome scream, no way was that human.

"Shit!" He ran straight into a cold wall. His hand in some kind of warm sticky liquid. A putrid smell. Don't look, he told himself. Don't look.

He looked.

In front of him hung a glowing familiar body on the vines of a tree. It's head hung downwards, red soaked hair covering Reno's view of the face. Limbs swinging uselessly, blood oozing out with a strange sword through the stomach. Multiple strings of flesh, flapping from the arms and legs. The cloth barely hanging onto its body. The Turk held a hand to his mouth, don't puke. Look at it from an assassin's perspective… The black cloth that remained, reminded him of something. Someone familiar. Who? A silver pendant caught his eye. Clutched in the hand of the corpse. He glanced at it, a pendant of-

Claws embedded themselves into his back. Pain erupted like nothing he had ever experienced, like a thousand knives attaching themselves to his spine. He opened his mouth, to let out a horrific scream.

"Reno! Reno!" Cloud held down the redhead from thrashing around on the bed and opening his wounds. The blonde had dozed off while waiting for Reno to awake so he could ask him questions, but he had been startled awake by an awful scream and blood started to cover the freshly changed bandages. Frantically, the ex-SOLDIER pinned down the Turks arms using his super human strength and hoped that he wouldn't have to injure the redhead to make him stay down. Good thing Tifa and the kids weren't here; they would be a hassle to deal with while the two were wrestling on the bed.

"Damn it Reno!" the redhead gave one final fit before he became oddly still and the savior hesitantly let go. "…Reno?"

His eyelids twitched, eyes moving frantically around their sockets, his eyelashes flickered as the redhead came to.

"wh…." Reno tried to speak, but his mouth was too dry and he couldn't distinguish anything, hell, he couldn't even see in front of him. Why the hell were the lights turned off?

Cloud immediately reached for the glass of water on the nightstand he had next to him, "here, drink this."

The recipient immediately tried to grapple for the cup, but winced. What happened to him?

Cloud sighed and placed the glass on the redhead's lips, motioning for him to drink. Thirsty, Reno drank with gusto until the glass was empty. He tried to speak again,

"Where am I? Who are you?"

"Seventh Heaven. You're with me, Cloud."

"That damned chocobo head?"

"…."

"I'm guessing that's a yes."

"…"

"Aren't you going to give me some kind of confirmation or something?"

"…" Cloud nodded slightly

"…well?"

"Well what?"

"God damnit Chocobo Head, just turn on the lights so I can see you."

"The lights?"

"Yes!" the Turk tried to throw his hands up in the air exasperatedly.

"Reno… the lights are on." And the last Turk paused.

"What?"

"They're on"

"No, they're not."

"They are."

"…..hahahahahaha." and he busted out laughing, holding his hands to his stomach.

"What's so funny?"

"Haha, funny joke Cloud. Who knew you could be funny? Hahaha, now turn the fucking lights on."

"That wasn't a joke…" The redhead flinched.

"What?"

"I said that it wasn't a joke. What are you, blind?" Cloud stated, annoyed.

Reno flinched again. Taking his hand, he shook it in front of his face and then placed it on his lap.

"I-…what?" He tried again, he looked around, left and right. Nothing, it was still dark. Cloud's eyes widened considerably, watching Reno's face morph into confusion and then sheer panic.

"Reno," Cloud directed, "Look towards me."

"Where are you?"

"Just follow my voice okay?" He looked towards the blonde. Blue and green mako induced eyes glowed brightly and they stared vacantly towards Cloud. The savior raised his hand and feigned to swipe at his eyes, but no reaction. No reaction.

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Reno was blind.

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