Hot Shot's girl: I am soooo sorry I couldn't update to you guys in FOREVER! Really my documents were messing up and I was just so frustrated :( Well here it is so hope you guys enjoy :D

Vincent Valentine was in the dark. He seemed to be surrounded by it forever, but he just hadn't noticed. By the time he had it was too late. The years . . . had already passed.

Vincent seemed as a statue in the sands of time though he could feel now the wear of mortality. He felt the drain of his life but for some strange reason he couldn't wake up. No matter how worn out he got he could not escape the darkness that seemed to suck his life away. How could he escape?

He couldn't even think properly now that he thought about it. He kept hearing so many voices and seeing so many images. He put his hands to his head and leaned down only wanting the ringing in his ears and burning in his brain to stop. It began to hurt him and he felt as if he was going to explode.

"Lu—cre—cia," he gasped out trying to make it all stop.

Then, through the noises he heard her voice saying—

"I'll never give him up, never."

"Lucrecia?" said Vincent lifting his head up.

Just shortly after that he began to hear Shelke's monotone voice. He turned his head to the right and then to the left trying to figure out where it came from. It seemed to come from everywhere and from every time as he said—

"Wake up Vincent Valentine wake up. Can't you hear us? Vincent—Vincent Valentine—wake up—up—Darkness—cannot hear us—cannot wake up—from—your mind—dreams—child—wake up—VINCENT!"

That last word came out so loud that even Vincent had to cover his ears. But soon all the screaming, all the visions—had stopped. Vincent looked up and found he was no longer in the darkness but—under the tree where he and Shelke would always go.

"Uh, why am I here?" asked Vincent seeing he was all alone in the place.

"To be with me," came a familiar voice.

Vincent turned to see Shelke just smiling at him with her arms behind her back. His eyes widened a bit seeing her, but all she did was smile and tilt her head.

"Hi," she said with a kind smile.

"Shelke," said Vincent trying to come to her.

"Stay where you are Vincent Valentine," said Shelke holding her hand out before him.

"Shelke what is wrong with you?" asked Vincent.

"You left me," said Shelke gazing at him with cold eyes. "You left me to die."

"What? No!" said Vincent trying to make her understand. "I've been here all the time. Didn't you see me?!"

"You promised to take care of me," said Shelke placing her arms at her side and her legs straight. "You didn't keep to your promise."

" . . . No, Shelke what are you talking about?" asked Vincent grabbing her arms and shaking her gently.

Shelke just cast her eyes into his and soon sadness crept over them. Vincent didn't understand why, but soon Shelke cast her eyes down and closed them saying—

"I'm so sorry."

"Shelke what are you—?" he started but gasped seeing her disappear into nothing. "SHELKE!!"

But she was gone. He was surrounded by darkness again and soon the darkness began to drain him once again. He found himself fall to the ground and not be able to get up. He couldn't even speak; all he could do was mumble limp words.

He then felt his body twirl and soon he was standing again. What was going on? What was this darkness that surrounded him doing to him? Why was his life feeling as if it was being drained away?

Soon he heard another voice. He felt the presence of the voice behind him, but he couldn't turn around. The source of the voice he knew all-to-well . . . Hojo.

"Ahh, this one will do just fine, though I want a younger one. I'm not sure if he'll be up for a second time. He had gotten rid of it before."

"Hojo," he mumbled.

Soon the voice stopped and Vincent was left in silence again. Soon the silence was accompanied with visions flashing through his head. He saw Shelke, he saw his team, he saw Lucrecia holding something in her arms and shaking her head, he saw Hojo and he was laughing. Vincent soon saw what he was laughing at . . . it was him, but he was knocked out as the Deepground soldiers held him.

What was all this? He soon saw himself starring into a blinding light. Soon more flashes of images followed. Ones of his friends and of Shelke . . . she was screaming, but . . . she wasn't the only one.

"Chaos!" gasped Vincent seeing it's face screech and roar as she cried out in pain.

What was this?! He wanted to know. Why was he seeing all this? He wanted it to stop!

"Vincent!' cried Shelke. "Why did you leave me?!"

"Vincent," came Cloud's voice. "You left her and now . . . she's gone."

"What?" asked Vincent. "How? . . . HOW?!"

Soon though he found himself under the tree again. He looked around and saw he was all-alone. He then felt a burning pain in his mind. He grasped his head and leaned forward wishing it to all stop.

More images came. Images of his father and when he was younger, but . . . he had never been near this place. He saw himself as a youngling sitting by the tree just playing with a leaf that fell beside him. He saw him smile and for a moment he did the same that is . . . until Chaos came into his mind.

"No," he gasped. "NO!!!!"

He was soon surrounded by darkness, but this darkness gave him the feeling that the light was soon to follow. The feeling of slumber and when you are about to awake.

Hot Shot's girl: Sorry it was so short. The next chp will be longer :) I'm just glad I got this update updated XP Well till next time guys bye.