Dark Soul Part 3
Interlude
By The Keeper of the Maelstrom
A.k.a. CtWest86
Warning: THIS IS A DARK FF7 FANFIC CHRONICLING VINCENT VALENTINE'S
PAST, DO NOT READ IF DEATH AND OR VIOLENCE DISMAYS YOU. (Actually,
please read anyway, jus so you can comment on my writing, pleeeessseeeee.)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN VINCENT VALENTINE, MIDGAR, HOJO, OR
ANYTHING ELSE THAT APPEARS IN THE FINAL FANTASY GAMES, (though I
wish I did.) PLEASE DON'T SUE ME; CUZ I DON GOT NO MONEY.
Note: Words in () are Vincent's actual word for word thoughts.
* * *
It was noon the next day, when Vincent was awakened by a sharp knock on the door. He opened it to find Yuffie, a panic-stricken look upon her face.
"Monsters are attacking!!!" She yelled, her voice panicky as well. Vincent knew that she wouldn't be this upset unless it was something extremely bad. He ran to the side table, grabbed Death Penalty, and headed out the door.
"Which way Yuffie?" He said, his calm demeanor betraying the worry in his soul.
"This way." She beckoned. Vincent followed her, and soon they were at the edge of town, where a large, winged monster was attacking. Monsters were becoming less and less common with Mako energy having been dropped, but the ones left were getting more and more powerful.
Yuffie equipped Conformer, and Vincent loaded Death Penalty. They ran into the fray, where Cloud, Tifa, and Cait were all fighting. Than, out of the bar, and older man, with guns equipped, came out and started firing. It was Johoral, once known as Persona. The group fired, slashed, and punched at the monster, but it was having little effect.
The Monster's clawed hand flew round, nailing Vincent square in the chest, sending him flying to the ground. He stood up, anger in his eyes, and transformed. The demon CHAOS stood defiantly in front of the Monster, and Charged. Chaos grabbed the monster's wing as he ran, ripping it cleanly from the monster's back. The Monster turned in extreme anger, and let loose a ball of fire at Chaos, igniting him in flames.
Chaos staggered to his feet, and began to hover. He crossed his arms, and his eyes flashed red. Than, in a flash of darkness and a roar of thunder, the ground broke open beneath the monster, bombarding it with flaming skulls. The monster fell backwards, and was preparing to stand again when Cloud cleaved its head cleanly in two with his sword.
Chaos reverted back to Vincent, and he collapsed on the ground. The attack had hurt him, and he was losing blood quickly. Cloud saw this, and ran to his side.
"Tifa, Yuffie, go get help." Cloud shouted. He bent over Vincent, and scooped him up in his arms. Cloud than began to carry him to the clinic.
On the way, Cloud could feel Vincent's body beginning to become warmer, and warmer, and warmer still. Vincent eventually became so hot that Cloud was forced to drop him. Cloud looked down at Vincent, laying there on the ground, and saw his face begin to become bright red. The red rushed out, and slowly faded into a glow which than spread, his neck, his arms, his waist, his legs, all the way around his body. The light than faded to black, and dissipated, leaving Vincent lying there, apparently unharmed. Cloud glanced around, and saw that even the trail of blood had vanished entirely.
"What the hell?" Clouds words carried with them a sense of awe and confusion. The blond cleared his mind of the thoughts though, and reached down to pick up Vincent. Before he could make contact, however, Vincent's eyes snapped open. The man sat up, looked around settled his gaze on Cloud. He stood up and managed to take a tentative step towards Cloud before he collapsed on his hands and knees, vomiting repeatedly. Cloud bent down and put a hand on Vincent's shoulder in order to steady him, and suddenly his mind was hit by a whirlwind of emotions and memories, some his own, some Vincent's.
Flash
A room, calm and tranquil, another child in the room, one with small glasses. A gunshot, and a scream. Running quickly, a door in the way, it opens, a man walks out. A corpse on a man lying on the floor, blood seeping from the bullet wound in his head.
Flash
Holding a young woman, Aries. She's bleeding from a wound in the stomach, she's dead. Tears run down the Clouds cheek as he sets her into the water.
Flash
Lips locked with a woman. Aries? No, Lucriea. Hands move along bodies, as lovemaking begins.
Flash
Surrounded, standing above the train tracks, Backing down. Turning back to the soldiers. Jumping, landing on the moving train, looking back to see them swear in frustration.
Flash
Gunshots, surrounded by crates. A woman with blond hair and a feral face rolls forward, firing with a gun at the enemy. Raising, firing two shots square in the chest of the man across from me. A shot flies by, hitting a silver-haired man in a tunic in the head. He falls to the ground.
Cloud fell to his knees, his head ringing. He looked at Vincent, who was lying quivering on the ground. He wondered what was happening within his friend, and what he could do about it. He picked Vincent up, and carried him back to his house, casting one last glance his way before he left.
^_^^_^^_^ I'm done, and I'm actually amazed about it. I actually cut off early, mainly because I need to switch parts before I end up following my sick nature and adding in some Cloud x Vincent, which I came very close to doing at the end. (Who knows, maybe I mighnt do that sometime... In a different fic of course.) Oh well, smile, and keep in mind, the next parts will start getting much much worse (Drug use, more violence, non-graphic sex, attempted suicide...)^_^_^_^
Interlude
By The Keeper of the Maelstrom
A.k.a. CtWest86
Warning: THIS IS A DARK FF7 FANFIC CHRONICLING VINCENT VALENTINE'S
PAST, DO NOT READ IF DEATH AND OR VIOLENCE DISMAYS YOU. (Actually,
please read anyway, jus so you can comment on my writing, pleeeessseeeee.)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN VINCENT VALENTINE, MIDGAR, HOJO, OR
ANYTHING ELSE THAT APPEARS IN THE FINAL FANTASY GAMES, (though I
wish I did.) PLEASE DON'T SUE ME; CUZ I DON GOT NO MONEY.
Note: Words in () are Vincent's actual word for word thoughts.
* * *
It was noon the next day, when Vincent was awakened by a sharp knock on the door. He opened it to find Yuffie, a panic-stricken look upon her face.
"Monsters are attacking!!!" She yelled, her voice panicky as well. Vincent knew that she wouldn't be this upset unless it was something extremely bad. He ran to the side table, grabbed Death Penalty, and headed out the door.
"Which way Yuffie?" He said, his calm demeanor betraying the worry in his soul.
"This way." She beckoned. Vincent followed her, and soon they were at the edge of town, where a large, winged monster was attacking. Monsters were becoming less and less common with Mako energy having been dropped, but the ones left were getting more and more powerful.
Yuffie equipped Conformer, and Vincent loaded Death Penalty. They ran into the fray, where Cloud, Tifa, and Cait were all fighting. Than, out of the bar, and older man, with guns equipped, came out and started firing. It was Johoral, once known as Persona. The group fired, slashed, and punched at the monster, but it was having little effect.
The Monster's clawed hand flew round, nailing Vincent square in the chest, sending him flying to the ground. He stood up, anger in his eyes, and transformed. The demon CHAOS stood defiantly in front of the Monster, and Charged. Chaos grabbed the monster's wing as he ran, ripping it cleanly from the monster's back. The Monster turned in extreme anger, and let loose a ball of fire at Chaos, igniting him in flames.
Chaos staggered to his feet, and began to hover. He crossed his arms, and his eyes flashed red. Than, in a flash of darkness and a roar of thunder, the ground broke open beneath the monster, bombarding it with flaming skulls. The monster fell backwards, and was preparing to stand again when Cloud cleaved its head cleanly in two with his sword.
Chaos reverted back to Vincent, and he collapsed on the ground. The attack had hurt him, and he was losing blood quickly. Cloud saw this, and ran to his side.
"Tifa, Yuffie, go get help." Cloud shouted. He bent over Vincent, and scooped him up in his arms. Cloud than began to carry him to the clinic.
On the way, Cloud could feel Vincent's body beginning to become warmer, and warmer, and warmer still. Vincent eventually became so hot that Cloud was forced to drop him. Cloud looked down at Vincent, laying there on the ground, and saw his face begin to become bright red. The red rushed out, and slowly faded into a glow which than spread, his neck, his arms, his waist, his legs, all the way around his body. The light than faded to black, and dissipated, leaving Vincent lying there, apparently unharmed. Cloud glanced around, and saw that even the trail of blood had vanished entirely.
"What the hell?" Clouds words carried with them a sense of awe and confusion. The blond cleared his mind of the thoughts though, and reached down to pick up Vincent. Before he could make contact, however, Vincent's eyes snapped open. The man sat up, looked around settled his gaze on Cloud. He stood up and managed to take a tentative step towards Cloud before he collapsed on his hands and knees, vomiting repeatedly. Cloud bent down and put a hand on Vincent's shoulder in order to steady him, and suddenly his mind was hit by a whirlwind of emotions and memories, some his own, some Vincent's.
Flash
A room, calm and tranquil, another child in the room, one with small glasses. A gunshot, and a scream. Running quickly, a door in the way, it opens, a man walks out. A corpse on a man lying on the floor, blood seeping from the bullet wound in his head.
Flash
Holding a young woman, Aries. She's bleeding from a wound in the stomach, she's dead. Tears run down the Clouds cheek as he sets her into the water.
Flash
Lips locked with a woman. Aries? No, Lucriea. Hands move along bodies, as lovemaking begins.
Flash
Surrounded, standing above the train tracks, Backing down. Turning back to the soldiers. Jumping, landing on the moving train, looking back to see them swear in frustration.
Flash
Gunshots, surrounded by crates. A woman with blond hair and a feral face rolls forward, firing with a gun at the enemy. Raising, firing two shots square in the chest of the man across from me. A shot flies by, hitting a silver-haired man in a tunic in the head. He falls to the ground.
Cloud fell to his knees, his head ringing. He looked at Vincent, who was lying quivering on the ground. He wondered what was happening within his friend, and what he could do about it. He picked Vincent up, and carried him back to his house, casting one last glance his way before he left.
^_^^_^^_^ I'm done, and I'm actually amazed about it. I actually cut off early, mainly because I need to switch parts before I end up following my sick nature and adding in some Cloud x Vincent, which I came very close to doing at the end. (Who knows, maybe I mighnt do that sometime... In a different fic of course.) Oh well, smile, and keep in mind, the next parts will start getting much much worse (Drug use, more violence, non-graphic sex, attempted suicide...)^_^_^_^