A/N: Ironically enough I have two different versions of this story. I perfer this one better. I'm gonna upload all the chapters I got of this one. Then re read them. I may go back in and change some chapters. I may even delete some of the latter ones.
" She said that?" Vincent asked.
" Yeap. Storm can't stand it when people are upset. That why if your upset she will piss you off. Your not sad if your mad." Val replied.
" How is that better?" Cloud asked.
" I dunno. But Storm and I aren't good at cheering people up. No joke though, Storm tried to cheer someone up and they committed suicide. So she's pretty much given up on cheering people up. She was five." Val replied.
" Well that would explain he whole personality. Bipolar as hell." Vincent replied.
" I'll admit she's never been good with words. She can piss off any one without meaning to, so now I guess she just does it on purpose cause its all she knows." Val replied shrugging.
" I know the feeling of doing something cause it's all you know." Vincent replied.
" Yeah, cause you as cold as an ice box." Val retorted and he smirked.
" I'm actually working on that." he replied.
" Really Coffin Boy? You might want to work a little harder." Storm replied as she strolled backing looking under tables and chairs.
" Looking for something?" Cloud asked amused.
" Naw, I just like lookin at the gum under tables. It at it's best when its been there a few months adds a nice tang." she replied. Cloud balked and turned a sick shade of green as did Val, and Vincent had to admit he didn't find it all that pleasant.
" Your disgusting." Val replied.
" You ever wonder what eyeball taste like? I mean on the movies when they're hanging out of people's faces and stuff they just look so delicious. Horror movies always make me hungry. All the blood and guts, delicious." Storm replied as she continued searching.
" Eww. Gross, your a freak." Val replied
" I'mma freak, I'mma freak inside the sheets." she sang back to her sister.
" Okay you win that one, you music is worse than mine." Val replied.
" You owe me twenty gil! Found it." she exclaimed as she picked up a small silk red ribbon.
" You were hunting for the cat's bow?" Val asked.
" Yup. Peanut would cry without it. She loves this bow." Storm replied.
" I doubt she would actually cry." Cloud retorted.
" Believe you me she can cry when she wants to. But I ist gone I have kitties to feed." she replied with a cat face. And yet again she paraded out the door.
" I think that's the most I have ever heard he talk." Vincent replied.
" Oh she can talk. She only talks like that to people she likes and considers a close friend." Val replied.
" Well, anyway back to the maps." Cloud replied.
Storm paraded to her old abandoned warehouse that she lived in. It looked rough but was pretty cozy on the inside. She was super hyper today and she had no idea why. Normally she wouldn't have been to idiotic in front of Vincent but she couldn't help it. She was completely wired from head to toe. But the more she thought about it the worse it seemed. When she was like this everything improved, strength, speed, hearing, etc. She then realized she was in battle mode, but she didn't know why. She had to much energy to burn off. That's why she was acting like this, she couldn't burn off all the energy. But, for her to be like this was strange.
" Panzer." she asked the ware house and the giant cat leapt down from the upper level.
Yes?
" Is something in the air today? Is something gonna happen?" I asked.
In the air? No not in the air. In everything, the planet itself the sickness is rising. Do you feel it? Sense it? It grows stronger with each passing moment. We know, but humans know not the danger that awaits. Most animals sense it, but ignore it. It cannot be ignored. You feel it, sense it. You are one who is human but is not. You wear only the skin of a human, your heart and soul are as feral and wild as any beast.
" So what does it mean Panzer? I feel nothing, but I have the energy to fight a hundred Sephiroths. I'm so hyped up I can barely think strait." I replied to the cat. He tilted his head and looked at me and walked all the way around me in a wide slow circle before he returned to his seat again.
You feel it kitten. Your body doesn't but your mind and soul do. You should open your body to the truth, it will help you kitten. Shun a false skin for a real one. Then you will understand what is happening, not only with the planet, but with your enemies as well.
The cat replied as he leapt out of the building.
" Damn cat's always speaking in riddles." I grumbled as a plopped down on my bed. I closed my eyes to get some much deserved rest, as I had already fed the acts. Suddenly all the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, Danger! a voice screamed in my head as I leapt to my feet just as there was a loud explosion that shook the ground.
At the center of town, Hurry! the voice screamed and I listened running for the town square.
When I arrived all I could see was dust and debris. But, soon after I could see a faint outline, the I saw it. It was a large tentacle fiends. It had the long neck and head of a dragon, but it's mouth was made like that of a snapping turtle. It's body only seemed to be a giant armored rock like chest. Out at the bottom spewed tentacles. I had only registered the beast appearance as a tentacle shot at me.
Left. I jump slash cart wheeled to the left by pushing my self back into the air with my right arm spinning me so I landed on my feet.
Back. I leapt back wards doing a hand spring to land on my feet a tentacle slashing where I once had stood.
Up. I leapt strait up as a tentacle swung under me. I had no idea where this voice was coming from but it was saving my ass. I glanced around and saw all the other Avalanche members locked in battle with the creature as well, actually I was faring better than them.
Right. I saw the tentacle but I leapt left, the a tentacle crashed into me.
The next thing I knew I was coming to and the other Avalanche members were down and out or trying and failing to get to their feet. Vincent was on his feet but it was obvious he was trying to keep Chaos from coming out. Chaos couldn't come out. My rage flared. I went Berserk.
When I go berserk I barely feel, I barely think, I am just pure driven rage. I am simply directed towards a target that needs to die. My vision runs red the color of blood and attacking and destroying is my only mission.