Chapter Three: Cloud's Mine
The blow to the head was a little too much for Cloud to handle. The throbbing still had yet to die but the spinning of the room had finally ceased. He had trouble trying to keep his feet on the ground but with each step he took he was dragged a little faster and his boots would leave a single line behind him as the toes of his boots dragged on the ground. He could feel his arms raised just a little higher than his shoulder. His injured shoulder shooting pain trhough his spine as he continued to be dragged. His blue hues still hadn't gotten use to the light, all he could see before him was a white blur of, what he believed to be, hardwood? He couldn't tell.
With a sudden jolt he grunted loudly in pain as his arm once again popped out of place. His body falling limp as he hit the ground heavily. How could this be happening? How could he have let this happen to him...to Tifa!? He was bound to get hell from his other friends...if he at all made it past the next few inches. His body too weak and sore to move even the slightest. His left arm useless until his shoulder was taken care of. "Damn..." He cursed under his breath only to grunt in pain again as he was roughly pulled up by said injured arm.
"Try not to drop him...he wants him in one piece." Whose voice was that...Kadaj? It had to be...but...how did he survive? How did he come back!? He remembered the last time he had seen Kadaj...it was raining...and Aerith...Aerith took him to the other side. He disappeared in Cloud's arms...he knew what he had done wasn't worth what pain had gone through him. If he had come back why was he making such a stupid descion again? Cloud would only kill him once his body was well...right...once he was well.
Kadaj had the upper hand now...he could kill Cloud in any simple second...he could make him suffer...he could starve him or let him die from dehydration...or let him kill himself with emotions. How? Killing the one person Cloud felt anything more for than he had Aerith...Tifa...
Tifa...he hoped she was alright...was she injured?...Did Kadaj do something to her before following after the hooded figures and Cloud? Oh how Cloud would love to rip that appendage attached to Kadaj's soulder clean off. No, he wasn't a blood thirsty person...he wasn't filled with hatred...he couldn't let himself be.
Dropped roughly into a hard sitting surface he felt his ankles being tied to the legs of said structure and his arms going behind his back. The shifting of his left arm causing more and more pain to streak through him...still he refused to break so easily.
Keeping his mind from the pain he started to think of the orphans...Marlene and Denzel...Cloud...he was their big brother...wether it was by blood or not...he was their brother...their family...he may not have shown it as much as he should have...but he did worry about them...and now...he was worried abouth what may have happened to them.
Letting his head fall back as he looked to the ceiling he gripped the straps that held him tight. "Kadaj?" He started as he lifted his head and looked to the male before him. "How did you return?"
A smirk coming to Kadaj's features as he leaned in and set a hand on Cloud's right shoulder. His face on inches from Cloud's. "Big brother...you will find the story very interesting...and..." Leaning in he whispered the last word almost seductively into Cloud's right ear. "...painful..."
Chapter Three done! I'm going on a more in depth action to Kadaj's regular actions(from what I saw in Advent Children) going for for sedutcive actions without meaning anything...more so playing with someone's emotions and stimulating feelings that may have one felt to cause more of an impact.
Anyways, four will be up when I get to it.
