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Dear readers and fellow reviewers(I love so much),

HI! It's been such a long time since I last update no? Okay, here' why. My internet is STILL down, plus the diagnostic exams, history, geography, Science, Math… ARRGH[Pulls hair You get the point right?") Okey dokey, here's chapter 9 and ha ha ha, ANGST!!! ANGST and MORE ANGST!!! Don't flame me! It IS rated genre as romance/angst. So sit back and don't say NOOO!!!! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!!!

Prelude of Sacrifice

Chapter 9: My Vincent, My puppet

Rays of the mighty sun,

Veils of the nightly moon,

My Vincent, My puppet,

My command, Your betrayal.

squeaksthat could barely be heard; spiders build their nests in the dark corners of the everlasting vastness that is unique in itself. Further down the path, was a great Mahogany door, adorned with blood red rubies that shine in brilliance as Materia fire reflects against its perfectly shaped surface..

"My lord, Vincent has awakened from the spell."

"Yes, It seems so. What to do, What ever should we do?" The voicedeep and velvet as midnight, was similar to that of a certain silver haired man spoke in amusement and a hint or sarcasm..

"Shall I retrieve him my Lord"

"No, not this time. I want to see" what my little puppet is doing right now. "And I'm getting bored it seems"

"As you wish. Please excuse memy Lord."

"You may go, Sphene. Oh, and please remember to find the pieces of the two devil hounds and put them back together."

"I understand."

Sphene left and proceed to do what he was ordered to do.

Ah, Vincent Valentine, Chaos bearer, my puppet. What are you doing with my half brother right now? I've waited so long for you to return to my side. Now you leave again? Vincent, you shall be reprimanded and punished for your betrayal.

A chilling laughter filled the air, a laughter void of emotion, feeling or pain. Just emptiness.

The mighty sun rays filled the room; the diamonds reflected the rays with blindingly beautiful aurora and hued light everywhere around the room. Vincent woke up with a start and glanced around. He was wondering whether last night was a dream or not then he felt something next to him shift and long limbs wrapped themselves around his waist. The gunman suddenly realizes that he was naked. To check if he was half or totally nude, he lifted the wide sheets covering his legs. Vincent saw what he shouldn't see and then all the details of last night returned to haunt him. That's a good thing, right?

The gunman felt his cheeks heat and he was very sure his blush was burning his face off. Surveying the room once again, Vincent realized how everything seems to fall in place. Every thing didn't seem as frozen as it was yesterday It felt as if his heart had melted into nothing but a passionate blob of goo. The limbs on his waist tightened and one naughty hand started stroking his cock. The gunman wanted to strangle the silver haired CEO devil, and if he hadn't bothered looking, he would really have killed him. Sephiroth was still fast asleep looking so angelic despite how evil and cruel he really is. Don't judge a book by it's cover. How fitting this phrase this is to describe Sephiroth. The pale slender fingers wrapped themselves firmly around Vincent's cock and now, it started stroking faster. Vincent bit back a moan but it was too much and he exploded whimpering as he bit down on his lips until they were swollen red. The whimper was followed by a chuckle next to his torso.

Vincent checked again to see whether the general was awake and was greeted by two bright emerald eyes staring back at him with mild curiosity. Vincent gave amake-a-sarcastic-comment-and-prepare-to-dieglare. You'd better not say anything you bastard. Or I'll curse your tongue off..

"Good Morning Vincent." Sephiroth's voice deep and smooth sent shivers down Vincent's spine. "I see you enjoyed yourself." Then he grinned maliciously. "Wet Dream about me I presume?" he said with a sexy eyebrow raise.

Vincent's cheeks flared. He didn't want to point out what the swordsman did, but unfortunately, he still held the wet and limp cock. "Um, Sephiroth, Could you let me go?" Vincent said softly barely audible as he started to turn into a pretty shade of pink.

"Hmm?" Sephiroth's curiosity flared and he wondered in amusement when Vincent turned pink. Vincent's remark rang in his ears. "Let me go." Surely it didn't mean his arms around him or WAIT. Why is there something wet around my hands? And I'm holding something warm and... The demonic angel looked underneath the blanket and then realized the whole reason on Vincent's cute color change and the death-glare earlier. He looked up again at the flushed gunman and smirked evilly.

" did that?" Sephiroth mused in an innocent and demure voice.

Vincent' cheeks flared even more. Honestly, he thought his face would melt off right now. So he snapped at Sephiroth. "ou did that on purpose did you?"

Sephiroth' eyes narrowed than he pounced on Vincent and kissed him furiously with passion and lust. "Don't snap at me Vinny. You just turned me on."

Vincent's eyes narrowed and he bit on Sephiroth's lips drawing blood. Sephiroth chuckled and let Vincent go and got up from the bed. Then he turned around and in his naked glory, throwing Vincent an evil grin. "How sad, I was going to invite you for some fun but you made me bleed. As your punishment, I'm leaving you here, alone, single, solitary, cold, and lonely while I use the showers MYSELF." With that, he left Vincent alone on the bed ALONE. What ever happened to my oh so childish and innocent Sephiroth?

After calming down, Vincent tried to recall what happened after he left Sephiroth but all he got was...

"If that's your wish, I'll disappear."

"Please come back to me Vincent"

I was furious with Sephiroth. He shouldn't have shouted at me. Why? IT WAS FUCKING 3 YEARS AGO!! Honestly, WHAT GOES THROUGH THAT TINY BRAIN OF HIS?! What do you expect me to do? Go up to him and say "Hey Sephiroth love, 3 years ago when I left you shortly I went back to Cid's house to be almost FUCKING RAPED BY THE PERSON WHO KILLED YOU and got lectured by Cid. CID?! No thank you!!(Ooc overload sorry)

I slammed the door relishing in the thought that maybe just maybe, Sephiroth would chase after me.. But my hopes were shattered when I stood outside and saw Sephiroth turn off his room lights. Maybe, he hates me now. He loathes me. What was I thinking falling head over heels for that man? He was the enemy from the start, and nothing could change that. After all, who would love a person like me for long. Self loathing filled the void left by Sephiroth in me.

Who would love me; a man who turned into a guinea pig then got rescued only to end up with an amputated limb replaced by a golden metallic monstrosity claw for an arm. Tears ran down my face as I pitied myself.. STOP IT. STOP! My tears dried up 32 years ago. The moment Lucrecia died I couldn't even save her. So do I deserve to be loved? Could my friends all consider me as a dear and precious friend But in my perspective, they're all allies. Join together with the same reason. After the reason's fulfilled, everything falls back into its former place. So why are they even trying to help me? Why am I so stupid? Why am I to be tortured like this? WHY? Is it redemption? Is it the consequences of my sins of not being able to save Lucrecia? I wish I could just die and fade into the timeless space.

I collapsed on my knees at the borders of Midgar. Have I been walking so far? I'm so pathetic right now every shred of pride or dignity that's left in me died away. 2 years ago I would still be able to go to Cloud to consult him about perspective on life as he seems to suffer as much as I did; but now, He would look at me as if I'm some kind of monster. Tifa? I think that if Sephiroth now knows the truth, Tifa must have found out too. I'm sure she would cut my head off, dismantle my bones, fry my skin, drink my blood and I don't know Eat me? I really don't want to go to Yuffie. I think I might die of a headache and heartache at the same time if I see her. And Cid? Over my dead body that is if I can actually die.

The lights and silence of Midgar streets at night was peaceful but eerie at the same time. Well, what could you expect? Monsters roamed freely as the woodlands weren't very far away. I mused around thinking about Lucrecia, the bastard Hojo, my suffering, eventually I ended up thinking about Sephiroth again. "He deserves someone better. Like a beautiful and flawless maiden by his side. Not a red eye monster with a black hand that could unravel you into a ball of element in 2 seconds flat."

Suddenly I saw shadows darting about. That snapped me out of my night dreaming. The shadows continue to dart around. The monster looked like a hound, except it had long limbs. I reached for Death Penalty but realized that I left them in Sephiroth's house. "Dammit" I took off the claw and put it on my other hand to use as a defense mechanism. If the creature is elemental, It would be a piece of cake with my left hand.

I estimated that there were at least 3 of those creatures darting to and fro. All at once, the creatures seemed to stop moving and all stood on theirs hind legs. Now I did realize that all of them shaped like a normal human being but had the head of a hound. Thinking that this is a fight, lose and die battle, I decide to escape. I picked up a rock and threw to the opposite direction hoping that they get distracted enough for me to run.

The wind was blowing coldly against my skin as I ran towards my only escape route. Right now, I wished for someone to save me. The GREAT Vincent Valentine, begging for help. I've been reduced to this wreck you see now. I tried summoning chaos but I was too weak to even spread my wings. The last time I bathed in the Life stream was a month ago. Cursing under my breath, I could still feel the hounds hot on my tail, if I even have one. Turning around while running, I could vaguely make out the face of the hounds and what I saw wasn't pretty.

Under the veils of the bright nightly moon, what I saw left me terrified beyond belief that such a thing even exists. The hound had the face of a wolf. But the hair was bloody red with silver streaks. Their fur bristled against the cold winds. I tried to speed up but unfortunately, one of the beasts caught up with me. It pounced and at the last second I turned into a dark alley way; the beast was flung forward and the other, thinking that it got me, chased after the flying hound.

I darted at the alley way until I reach an opening which the moon shone brightly. I rested against the brick wall for support as I don't think I might last any longer if this goes on. Suddenly, I felt eyes staring at me both ways. The turned to my left where the darkness loomed. Multiple pairs of bloodthirsty red eyes glared back at me with menace matching Sephiroth's glare.

Out of the blue, one of them jumped on me and sank its long canine teeth into my torso. I'm used to pain in fact, pain was my lover; but this was too much. Blood started gushing out of the open wound. At that moment another pierced me on my right arm. The amount of blood I lost was too much for me to handle. At normal circumstances I will heal automatically but at my state, I might even die.

At the other end of the lane, stood another man. Then he started edging closer to me. Standing a good 5 meters away, he lifted his hand and the two hounds now gnawing on my torn skin stopped their activity and moved aside, retreating into darkness. As the man edge closer, my vision blurred and all I could remember was a pair of bright emerald eyes and fairsilver colored hair akin to Sephiroth's.

For how long I wandered in the dark with absolutely not a single soul in sight.

Vincent snapped out of his brooding to find that he has already wasted half and hour dreaming about what has already past. Now Sephiroth stood in front of he gunman fully clad in his battle gear much to the disappointment of the gunman.

"Sephirothwhat's the date today" Vincent asked in confusion as he tried remembering but it didn't seem to make any sense. During the night they made love, he heard Sephiroth mention completing a promise 2 years ago or something like that. As if sensing the gunman's confusion, Sephiroth gently cupped Vincent's cheeks and stared into those beautiful red mako fused orbs.

"It's the 23rd of May in the year 2008." Sephiroth answered. Vincent's eyes widened at the word 2008. It took a long time for his brain to dissolve what Sephiroth had said. The time was unbelievable. A few months maybe, but 2 years? That was apparently too much for Vincent.

"I was missing for two years? Why didn't anyone find me?"

"Oh, I DID try to find you. But you were too fucking good of a hider. I'm no seeker either."

Vincent had this cute frown on which Sephiroth thought was one big turn on. But he gave up on trying to seduce the gunman who was pretty confused right now. He decided to let him be. "Vincent, I suggest you take a long hot bath to clear your mind now. Right now, I'm going to go down and..." he paused with a horrible smirk "talk [meaning harass the cook into preparing us Lobster Galore." Vincent stares at the sliver haired demon wondering what on earth was he planning to do.

Sephiroth turned around and marched out of the room leaving Vincent on the bed STILL confused. What the hell? this is... this is confusing. But alas, he let it go. The exhausted gunman arose from the bed and wobbled a bit before he was able to walk steadily. Using the wall for support, Vincent moved towards the bathroom. Once inside, he found out that Sephiroth had already prepared the bathtub for him. Ohhow nice of him. The gunman stepped into the tub and at the same time let out a moan.

Being in the water was much MUCH better than standing on the cold hard floor. After settling down, Vincent closed his eyes and relaxed for what seemed like a minute before opening them again. This time, he took a better look at his surroundings. The bathroom was spacious. The floor was made out of Marble, cold and hard yet melancholy. The mirror on the other hand, was a work of art. The frame was oval and detailed figures were crafted on it. The mirror was a fine craftsmanship indeed.

Vincent closed his eyes again and let his sore muscles untangle themselves, especially the muscles in between his ass cheeks. Oh yeah, the pain was receding. The raven haired gunman moved his arm so that it lies parallel on each side of the mouth of the tub. Unknowingly, his left hand brush against a small bump and suddenly the bathtub started bubbling. Vincent was jolted out of his session and realization hit him. The tub was a fucking Jacuzzi! Heh, how Sephiroth of him.

After soaping and washing his hair, Vincent got up and wrap the towel firmly around his waist. After all, who know what Sephiroth will do to him if the silver-haired Ex-General was outside waiting to pounce on him again. Passing by the mirror, Vincent saw that he was still as pale as ever. But his eyes shone blood red. What to do? What to do? I blame it on Hojo but... It was still my fault for not being able to save Lucrecia. And now his son's fucking me. I've tainted my memory of Lucrecia by giving my body to her son. Vincent stared at his own reflection as lucid memories spilled forth as images or Lucrecia dance around his mind driving him over the edge.

Snapping out of his trance, Vincent realized one thing for sure. Didn't I get over this ages ago? So why do I still feel empty? Don't I love Sephiroth? Or, Is this a sin he's committing unknowingly? Vincent wondered how long was he standing in front of the mirror in his naked glory. The gunman reached towards the drawers pulling out, he extracted a pair of leather trousers and black long sleeve turtleneck zip up. He manage to slip his wings through the slits designed specially so that the wings don't rip the outfit when instinct reacts to danger.

After dressing, Vincent stared at the mirror again. The scene between him and his doppelganger played itself in his mind.

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flashback

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"You are currently in my world. A world created by you. This is your mind Vincent, and I'm your conscience. This is the world you built. And since I'm your conscience, I represent you in this world, fighting all the bad thoughts. As you can probably see, everything here is crystallized. And do you know why?"

"YOU BLOODY IDIOT! I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE SO STUPID!!"

"I can't tell you. You have to find it yourself."

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Vincent wondered what he meant by crystallized, everything. Even though his world was crystallized, it still beat with life. As if his mind was in a deep slumber yet aware of everything in this world. Suddenly, before Vincent could even realize, a voice deep and velvety akin to Sephiroth's rang beside his ear.

"Hello Vincent."

The shocked gunman spun around to discover a man who reminded him so much of Sephiroth stood in front of him. "Sephiroth? What the--" he was cut of when the man wrapped his arms around his neck. "What the hell!" Vincent spat in rage. "If I were you Vincent, I'd respect my master with utmost loyalty and obedience." With that, he plunged a thin needle into the back of Vincent's pale long neck in a swift moment.

Red pupils dilated into thin cat slits, the little colour left in Vincent faded away into a shell of its former self, alas; Vincent Valentine is lost. Suddenly the door opened and in came...

"Vincent"? Are you okay? I came to..." Sephiroth's mouth was hanging open like fish out of water when he saw the man who currently has his greedy paws around Vincent's waist. The man had long turquoise hair reaching down to his waist which shone like pure opal under the gleaming sun light. His eyes were slit just like his own except that it had a tinge of amethyst in it. Pale long fingers start to play with Vincent's dark locks. Standing side by side both of them show definite contrast.

"Seiran sama" Vincent turned to face the man whose name now known to be Seiran. "Shall I?"

Seiran gave a wicked smirk that puts Rufus to shame. "No need, my dear Brother shall see to it that you..." The man stopped talking as a wicked idea came to his mind. He lifts a finger and tilts Vincent's chin so that he could reach him better. Sephiroth couldn't move as he was rooted to the spot. DAMMIT!!! CURSE YOU!!!! Sephiroth's mind screamed at the man as the demonic angel watch his so called 'brother' leaned into Vincent's mouth and promptly slipped his sharp tongue into Vincent's waiting lips.

Sephiroth watched in horror as he sees his lover taken away right under his nose and there was nothing he could do about it. Anger swelled inside him waiting to burst forth.

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I wanna do a one shot for Harry potter… so I'm opening up for readers who have challenges, just fire away! Oh yah, the pairing is either Harry/Draco or Remus/Snape. ANYTHING!!! (Ideas lar…) I will decide and try to cram as much challenges as possible into it. NO THREESOME!!! NOOOO!!!! (Because it's too complicated for my tiny brain to compute and put it into words.) This ends on (30/9/2007) So be quick! I'll post the story on the 23rd. Since it's my birthday. A tribute to myself and all HpDm fans out there. (I know how vain I am)

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