Final Fantasy: Something Wicked This Way Comes

by NothingSoSpecial

"This is a story about a deadly, true world in which good men are exploited for one cruel man's gain- and what it took to bring him down. Can the SOLDIER 1st Class open their eyes to the terrifying reality around them, or is it already too late? It starts with the meeting that would change everything- almost for the better." T For A Reason. Yaoi. DISCONTINUED.

14. Something Wicked

Final Fantasy VII: Something Wicked This Way Comes.

Summary: "((An Angeal x Zack, Sephiroth x Genesis story)) Continuing with a race against time, everyone around them denying the truth, all the while something sinister stalks ShinRa's SOLDIERS... As new victims start to pile up, and all new discoveries are made, Bonds are beginning to crumble thanks to pasts that refuse to go away. When the ShinRa Stalker strikes a little bit too close to home, attacking the ones trying to hold it all together... they need to band together, or else loose the love they've tried so hard to preserve. But will it be enough to save them? Or will they all be destroyed as the darkness draws nearer?"

Warning: "This will be a Yaoi ((male x male)), first off. It will have references to abuse, torture, and childhood rape. So there really is a reason this one's Rated M. Seriously."

Disclaimer: "I do not own Final Fantasy VII or any of its characters, so don't haul off and think I do. However, the following characters are actually mine: 1st Class SOLIDER Marshall Willowstaff, Cadet Captain Benjamin ((Ben)) Adler, Captain Daniel Marks, and Head Physician Julian Jake."

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Chapter Fourteen: Something Wicked.

Disclaimer: "I do not own Final Fantasy VII or any of its characters, so don't haul off and think I do. However, the following characters are actually mine: 1st Class SOLIDER Marshall Willowstaff, Cadet Captain Benjamin ((Ben)) Adler, Captain Daniel Marks, and Head Physician Julian Jake."

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In all seriousness, going out into the 1st Class' Courtyard past midnight, unfocused (drunk), unarmed, and barely even dressed was a bad idea in the first place. Genesis, however, was way too pissed off to care. He sat heavily under the gargantuan tree and stretched out, staring up at the stars.

He didn't blame Sephiroth or Angeal. He blamed himself- it was happening again, and this time, Genesis was determined to deal with it alone. Angeal had Zack to worry about, while Sephiroth... Sephiroth had work to do. The both of them had gotten him out of trouble too many times- Angeal especially, counting what he'd done in their childhood.

He was becoming like them... Genesis curled in on himself, barely able to think anything but that terrible thought- he was becoming like his parents. How long would it be until he hurt Sephiroth beyond just words? What if he lashed out at him? Genesis wasn't sure if he'd be able to live with himself if that ever happened.

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"It happened again, didn't it?"

Fifteen-year-old Genesis didn't even look up like he usually did, to find Angeal. There was a bruise on Genesis' left cheek, under his eye, and when Angeal noticed it through the darkness, he sighed and sat down next to his friend.

"I can't wait to get the hell out of here."

Angeal merely put his arm around his friend. Genesis met Angeal's eyes and smiled slightly. "We're getting out of here, 'Geal. We're going to meet Sephiroth and become heroes." Genesis announced, taking out a large journal. This black leather, spiral bound journal contained pictures and newspaper clippings of the silver-haired hero since five years ago.

Five years ago, when Genesis had first seen a picture of Sephiroth, he'd told Angeal that he could already tell that they were going to meet him and become friends. When his childhood friend asked how he knew... Genesis merely patted Angeal on the back and said that his instincts pointed directly to ShinRa- and from ShinRa, to SOLDIER and Sephiroth.

And Genesis had been 100% correct.

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Genesis, feeling a little better, smiled to himself as he stood up. That journal, the one he'd stuffed full of photographs and newspaper clippings... he still had it. Locked away under the bed so Sephiroth wouldn't find it. Genesis kept the key with him at all times. He knew Sephiroth wouldn't really mind, he'd probably find it amusing, but there was something special about keeping the journal to himself.

Angeal knew- he was Genesis' best friend, so of course he'd know! Genesis had demanded that he keep the notebook secret, and because Angeal was Angeal, of course he kept the journal secret safe and sound for all these years.

As he began to leave the Courtyard, he heard footsteps coming toward him. Thinking it was Sephiroth, Genesis stopped, wondering if Sephiroth had followed him all the way out here.

Something wicked,

Watching us this night.

Something wicked,

Stalking us at night.

Something, Someone

Screaming

Shrieking

Stalking

Us at night.

"Sephiroth?" Genesis called out to the person. The figure stopped walking and Genesis saw a pair of dark, evil-looking eyes staring at him.

Not Sephiroth. And Angeal was probably asleep.

Genesis felt inside his pocket, and found a Fire Materia stashed there. He silently and swiftly installed it as he watched the figure take out something long and silver- a sword. Genesis cursed himself for coming out here half-naked and (almost) weaponless.

Watching as we walk home tonight,

Stalking us,

You're his prey tonight.

Genesis slowly backed off, eyes flashing past the attacker. He'd left his cell back at the apartment. But the apartments were less than one-hundred meters away, and chances are, this person was not a SOLDIER. He weighed his chances, and as the stalker began walking toward him, slowly and ominously, Genesis made his choice, darting forward.

The sword was thrown at him quicker than Genesis anticipated, cutting all the way into his shoulder and throwing him backwards into the ground.

Had he been wearing his coat (or even a shirt) it would have hurt a lot less. He hit the cement ground hard and fast, the blade still embedded. It actually cracked the ground and pinned Genesis there, leading him to believe that there had to be some Materia there...

He'll strike swift,

He'll strike quick,

Like a slithering snake.

As the man, who was cloaked and masked, Genesis realized, creeped toward him, Genesis turned his head to realize it was either face the man while pinned on the ground, or face the man with a screwed up arm.

Obviously, neither were the best...

Tearing the blade from his shoulder, and grabbing it as he came up, he brandished it at his attacker, making him stop and stare at him with with his hands planted at his hips, as if daring Genesis to take a shot.

As much as Genesis wanted to retaliate, he merely threw the sword away, and it landed far into the Courtyard.

There's something,

Something wicked haunting us this night-

Slipping,

Slithering,

Stalking us tonight.

Genesis tore past the cloaked man and caught a glimpse of the man's eyes- dark, cold, calculating. Genesis turned, skidding on the cement, and threw wisps of fire at the cloaked figure in order to keep him from running after him.

I see the shadows,

I see the phantoms,

There's something, someone

Haunting us tonight.

Something wicked this way comes.

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