TIme to write another chapter. This time, I'm gonna try not to get past 5000 words…^^;...cus last chapter was waaaaaaay too long...XD. Also I hope that I can get this out faster than the last one. The ideas are floating in my brain just begging to be written down already...so..I'm gonna screw my homework(and probably end up procrastinating and doing it all at the last moment). Been so long since I wrote anything...it's good to be back and writing!
Mystical Authoress: I doubt Kadaj will be okay...XD...cus I'm a cruel person. XP. Just kidding. You know I like happy endings….maybe...XD
Frankokomando: Thanks! XD. though...you loving that Tifa wanted to 'lay the smack down on Kadaj'...i'm not sure whether thats a good thing or bad thing...O_o
JillianLo: Glad to update! XD. Trust is definitely something that takes time and patience. XD. But we'll see if he will end up trusting them. XP. Lol...watch me do something and make the progress Yazoo and Loz have gotten go away into the trash can...typical me. XD.
Now off to write the actual story part! XD. This chapter will be more Yazoo and Loz focused. Time for some crazy ideas to get involved. XP
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy. Though I wish I did. If I did, Zack wouldn't have died and I would be hugging Serah all day long.
((Byaku, since Editor 1 Penguinhead is no longer involved with this fanfic, you can take the one parenthesis instead of three...unless you want to stick with three. XD))
Kadaj lies in bed, curled up in a way that makes him seem innocent and pitiful. He is fighting the urge of comforting sleep. However, sleep isn't so comforting when the reminder of Sephiroth is constantly clenching at his throat. His bright green eyes wander around the room, looking for anything that might keep him awake. Sunlight streams in from behind the curtains and sends dancing patterns of light on the floor. The rhythmic movement of that only pulls him closer to sleep.
A brief moment of panic wakes him up slightly, only for him to drift back to the tired calm that taunts him. It is only the matter of moments before Kadaj finally succumbs to sleep...
After many long minutes of trekking over dry dirt and rough rocks, Yazoo finally eases Loz off his numb shoulder and onto the ground besides a small pond of water. There are bits and pieces of green around this pond, signs of life within this empty nothingness. The water ripples teasingly before them, inviting them to take a drink already.
Greedily, Loz leans over and starts lapping at the water like a dog, quenching his thirst at last.
Yazoo, on the other hand, stares at the water, eyeing the miniscule molecules of dirt skeptically. He massages his shoulder, now aching with pain after the numbness fades away. At last, he gives in to his body's request for water and cautiously dips his finger into the water. Even through his leather glove, Yazoo can tell that the water is warm,
almost hot. But compared to the sweltering air around them, it is highly welcoming.
Cupping his hands, Yazoo scoops up some water and brings it to his mouth, sipping it carefully so as not to spill any of this precious water. The water tastes slightly disgusting with the dirt but is nonetheless relieving.
Loz wipes his mouth on his sleeve as he finishes drinking; the front of his clothing is splattered with water from his careless drinking. Yazoo frowns in disapproval.
"Be a bit neater would you." Yazoo sighs, gesturing at the water splashed everywhere.
Loz looks crestfallen for a moment but suddenly his face lights up again. "Hey! That's something you would have said before you lost your memory! Do you think that's a sign that you might get your memories back!?"
Yazoo shrugs as he gazes at his clouded reflection in the water. "Maybe…" To be honest, he doesn't think that his memories will return anytime soon. That comment he had just made doesn't seem like a huge deal to him. But there is no harm in hoping so.
He gazes up at the blue sky, empty with clouds and laden with heat. The sun is bright in the clear sky, only halfway there in its descent down towards the horizon.
"I'll say about three more hours until the sun sets…" Yazoo mumbles to himself. "We'll need to find some sort of shelter before night falls. We can't stay here...the temperature will drop immediately when it gets dark and we don't want to be caught out here when that happens or we'll freeze."
"But I can't walk." Loz whines as he tosses a rock into the water. "How are we gonna do that?"
Yazoo frowns as he considers his options. "Well...we can set out right now and hope we get somewhere...but who knows if we will find water again. Or we can stay here and make a shelter or something...with...uh...rocks? Or I can go myself and look around for shelter or something while you stay here and wait for me to come back. That's probably the best option we have."
Loz whimpers. "But I don't want to be alone…"
Yazoo groans in annoyance. Loz might seem like a big man who can handle himself but inside, he is only a little child.
"I'll be back for you before it gets dark." Yazoo assures him.
"Promise?"
"Yeah. I promise."
"And you won't get yourself hurt?"
"...Yeah…"
Loz sniffles. "Alright…"
Giving him a small pat of reassurance, Yazoo stands up quickly, causing his vision to go black with lightheadedness for a moment. As he lets out a grunt of frustration, a sudden image flashes within his mind.
There is a long whited haired guy standing at the top of a building, a single wing protruding from his back in dark glory. An evil smirk graces his face as he takes a step towards a cowering boy on the ground before him. The boy wears similar clothes to the ones Yazoo and Loz wears. Kadaj. The name blinks in Yazoo's mind briefly before vanishing again.
As rapid as the image appears, it disappears as well, taking away the scene with the towering one winged angel and the terrified boy. Yazoo finds himself staring at Loz before him instead.
"Yaz..are you okay?" Loz asks, peering at his standing brother with confusion and worry.
Yazoo nods weakly. "Y...yeah...just a bit lightheaded. That's all."
"You sure?"
"...Yeah…"
"You don't sound so sure."
Yazoo pauses, hesitant on telling Loz about that vision. As much as he wants to not keep secrets from Loz, the vision is something that thoroughly terrifies him. He doesn't want that terror to spread to Loz either. Should he tell Loz about the vision or not?
"What vision?" Loz suddenly pipes up, startling Yazoo from his thoughts.
It is only then that Yazoo realizes that he had actually mumbled out loud that last bit of his thoughts. "I...It's nothing!" Yazoo stammers out, knowing that it sounds totally unconvincing.
"No. It's not nothing!" Loz pouts indignantly.
Yazoo sighs hesitantly, knowing that Loz would not let up until he tells him about what he saw. "I...I saw two people...not here but in my mind...like a vision. One of them was a tall guy with long white hair and one black wing."
"Sephiroth…" Loz whispers in awe.
"And then there was another guy. Kadaj...I think that was him...on the floor...begging for his life or something." Yazoo continues.
"Was his hair white and shoulder length? That covers the right side of his face too?" Loz inquires.
Yazoo nods. "Yes."
"Yeah...it's Kadaj then…"
"He seemed terrified."
"Is he in trouble?"
"I don't know..."
There is a long moment of silence where neither knows what to say. A hot breeze sweeps through the area, making small ripples in the water's surface.
"Well…" Loz finally mumbles slowly. His hand dips into the water as he tries to create mini vortexes within the pond. "I think this is another sign that you'll regain your memory, Yaz."
Yazoo shrugs. "Yeah...maybe." He stares at Loz for a while longer before finally letting out a huge breath. "I better get going now. I'll see you soon…"
Slowly, he chooses a direction to go and starts walking, never looking back once in fear of losing his courage to leave that safe zone and keep his faith that Loz will be safe. With each step Yazoo takes, the further he gets and the more worried he gets as a wave of dread shadows over him like a thunder cloud. Urging himself to push that feeling away, he continues walking, knowing very well that if he doesn't find shelter of some sort, they might as well die right there.
Only fate knows what this path will hold for the both of them.
Loz sits besides the water, hugging his knees to his chest as he watches Yazoo go. It only takes the matter of minutes before Yazoo is out of sight and far away.
Every once in a while, Loz looks up at the sky and each time the sun appears closer and closer to the horizon than before.
A sudden thought makes him panicky and worried. What if Yazoo is going to leave him here since his inability to walk is hindering Yazoo's survival? What if he is never going to come back?
Whimpering, he shakes his head to rid that horrifying idea. Yazoo isn't going to ditch him. No way. Right?
"Yaz...hurry up." Loz whines to no one in particular.
Through the heavy air, only the sound of water lapping at dry rocks reach his ears. It is almost calming...until the sound of something strange and unnatural pierces the serene aura around him.
Straining his ears, Loz focuses on the sound to make sure that he is not imagining this. Much to his shock, the unmistakable sound of something man-made grows louder and soon the sight of a helicopter comes within view.
Loz frantically waves his hands in the air, screaming at the top of his lungs to attract the helicopter's attention. He is fearful that they might not hear him and pass right by him, but much to his relief and surprise, the helicopter changes its course towards him and gradually descends, the black speck in the sky now growing larger and more defined in shape.
It seems to take forever but the helicopter finally lands some distance away from him, sending a cloud of dirt and dust into the sky. Through the hazy cloud, Loz can make out the shape of the helicopter with a large red diamond on the side. Immediately, Loz recognizes this sign.
"No way…" Loz chokes out, his voice now slightly hoarse from screaming. "Shinra…?"
The shadows of two figures emerge from the dust cloud, coughing and choking as they wave away the dust from their faces.
The red haired guy pushes up his flying goggles to his forehead as he walks towards Loz, his arms flailing about with enthusiasm. "Yo! Rude! I told ya they're still alive! I win the bet! Now pay up."
Scowling, a bald guy with sunglasses, Rude, follows after him. "Once we get back I'll pay you, Reno. We have more pressing matters at hand."
Loz attempts to scoot away from them. He knows these two guys. He knows them way too well. They had fought against each other, resulting in a helicopter crashing and a bomb that basically ruined Yazoo and Loz's life.
"Hey! What's up?" Reno asks casually as he strolls up to Loz.
Loz's only response is shocked silence.
Is this rescue or is this death?
A/N: Thank god this didn't end up as long as the last chapter...I was gonna make this longer...but...I realized that I should probably end this chapter around 2000 words or else its gonna get overly long again. ^^;.
Please review!
((Is a shorter chapter better or a longer one, Byaku?))
(I don't care. As long as the chapter is a complete thought.)
((Okie! XDDD. Wait...wut do you mean by complete thought?))
(It covers all plot holes, and leaves no confusion.)
((Gotcha. XD…))
(Look what I found! (｀・ω・)▄︻┻┳═一)
((I don't think that will show when i post this chapter though. XD. Wut is it though…))
(I think it's a gun-AUGH ಠ_ರೃ My eye fell out.)
((I don't think that will show up either…))
(Is all good now. I have eyepatch. ◖|◔◡◉|◗)
((thats good. i don't want you walking around with only one eye. and i don't think that will show up as well…^^;...
(NUUU) #messingup yourtypi^^ng) and then i mess up your typing
((XP. Whelp. Off to do notes now…..O_o...oh crap...notes…))
(I've got math and history and sadness)
((same…))