-=Part II- Heart of Stone=-
-Part 2.2-
Vincent followed the group sullenly, ignoring the looks they were given by the curious townspeople of Nibelheim. What was it of their business to know his? His eyes hardened as he remember why he was here, and he glared ahead at the receding back of Professor Hojo, wanting nothing more than to turn his gun upon that slimeball. His eyes softened when his gaze fell upon Lucrecia, who followed her husband wordlessly. If he could have seen her eyes, he would have known of the tears that dripped from them. But he couldn't.
The three of them walked into the mansion, but Vincent himself remained outside, not wanting to believe that this was reality, that he wasn't having a nightmare. He knew that there was something going on, and that it involved Lucrecia and her baby. But he had yet to learn to details. Yet he knew that Hojo, that slimy bastard, had unpleasant plans for the child. Just like…
He turned his back to the mansion, clenching his fist. I'm not going in, he thought, staring up at the sky. The disturbance in the air was unsettling, and seemed to whisper the thoughts of bad things happening. Vincent noticed the house of the edge of the town seemed rather quiet, and decided to go check things out. He was a Turk, after all. Maybe there was something there that needed to be dealt with. He approached the house carefully, and glanced in the window. It was empty. He sighed, and returned to the house. Lucrecia emerged, her face a little pale.
"Are you alright?" he asked, hurrying to her side. She just nodded, but he could tell that something had been decided. "Tell me what happened." Lucrecia paused, her hand on her stomach, slowly walking down the hill.
"Lucas informed me of the results of the testing. On the specimen that Gast discovered before," she began. Vincent nodded, quietly urging her to go on. "And Gast has thought of an idea, to see if we can replicate a human with the scientific capabilities of an Ancient, or Cetra." Vincent nodded again, trying to understand where this was going.
"What does this have to do with you?" he said uncertainly. Lucrecia smiled, but it was a weak smile that only reached her eyes.
"I am going to be the human host for the replication," she said softly. Vincent gasped in outrage. They had walked to the site of the well now, but Vincent stopped and shook his head in disbelief.
"You have got to be kidding me," he hissed. But the look in Lucrecia's violet eyes told him that she was not kidding at all. He growled, muttering curses about the scientists under his breath. More like mad scientists, he thought. "You can't do it! It could kill you! The specimen was something like a thousand years old!"
"Two thousand," Lucrecia correctly quietly, not looking at him. He clenched his fist angrily, gritting his teeth.
"It's crazy, Lucrecia! It's unbelievable! You're going to be killed and I can't be there. Think of your child! Think of what your bastard husband will do to him! The baby won't be alive when he's finished with him!" Lucrecia's eyes filled with tears at his sudden outburst, and she ran from him towards the entrance of the town. He cursed, and ran after her, easily catching up to her.
"Lucrecia!" he panted, grasping her hands. "What about me? Does my love for you mean so little that you would risk your life and your child's just for some experiment that could go horribly wrong?" Lucrecia looked into his eyes, her own eyes filled with a mixture of remorse and fear.
"You mean so much to me," she whispered. "But I'm married to Lucas." With that, she pulled away and ran out of the town, ignoring Vincent's pleads. Vincent gazed after her, his heart broken in two. He let his outstretched hand fall to his side, and stood there in denial. A few minutes later, Hojo pushed past him to find her, and the two returned while Vincent stood to the side silently. He could hear every word Hojo whispered in comfort to her, which made him want to break the scientist's neck.
"Oh Lucrecia, I love you so much," Hojo said in a hushed voice, holding her in his arms. She sobbed into his shoulder, wishing for something that she would never have. She wished that she was in another pair of arms, and that fate could be different. But it wasn't. And she had made her choice. She loved Lucas, and knew he loved her too. So what was holding her back? "Trust me, I only want the best for our child. With this to take place, the child will grow up to be great, and brilliant. Their future will be so sparkling and bright, like our future together is." Vincent spat bitterly on the ground, but Hojo didn't notice, nor did Lucrecia.
"I trust you," she murmured, and Hojo held her close to him, his eyes closed. Vincent's shoulders slumped in defeat, and he stared dejectedly at the ground, wishing it would open up and swallow him into the Lifestream. Hojo led Lucrecia back to the mansion, while Vincent stayed behind in contemplation. He wanted the best for Lucrecia, and if she trusted in Hojo, then he did too.
If she is happy then… I don't mind.
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Authors Note:- Aww.. poor Vincent! I hated that part, because it showed Hojo in such a horrible light. How could Lucrecia choose *him* over Vincent?!?! One word for it all. Yuck. Thank you for actually continuing to read this story, I really appreciate it! And I'll love ya even more if you review for me... *hint hint* Thanks all!
-Part 2.2-
Vincent followed the group sullenly, ignoring the looks they were given by the curious townspeople of Nibelheim. What was it of their business to know his? His eyes hardened as he remember why he was here, and he glared ahead at the receding back of Professor Hojo, wanting nothing more than to turn his gun upon that slimeball. His eyes softened when his gaze fell upon Lucrecia, who followed her husband wordlessly. If he could have seen her eyes, he would have known of the tears that dripped from them. But he couldn't.
The three of them walked into the mansion, but Vincent himself remained outside, not wanting to believe that this was reality, that he wasn't having a nightmare. He knew that there was something going on, and that it involved Lucrecia and her baby. But he had yet to learn to details. Yet he knew that Hojo, that slimy bastard, had unpleasant plans for the child. Just like…
He turned his back to the mansion, clenching his fist. I'm not going in, he thought, staring up at the sky. The disturbance in the air was unsettling, and seemed to whisper the thoughts of bad things happening. Vincent noticed the house of the edge of the town seemed rather quiet, and decided to go check things out. He was a Turk, after all. Maybe there was something there that needed to be dealt with. He approached the house carefully, and glanced in the window. It was empty. He sighed, and returned to the house. Lucrecia emerged, her face a little pale.
"Are you alright?" he asked, hurrying to her side. She just nodded, but he could tell that something had been decided. "Tell me what happened." Lucrecia paused, her hand on her stomach, slowly walking down the hill.
"Lucas informed me of the results of the testing. On the specimen that Gast discovered before," she began. Vincent nodded, quietly urging her to go on. "And Gast has thought of an idea, to see if we can replicate a human with the scientific capabilities of an Ancient, or Cetra." Vincent nodded again, trying to understand where this was going.
"What does this have to do with you?" he said uncertainly. Lucrecia smiled, but it was a weak smile that only reached her eyes.
"I am going to be the human host for the replication," she said softly. Vincent gasped in outrage. They had walked to the site of the well now, but Vincent stopped and shook his head in disbelief.
"You have got to be kidding me," he hissed. But the look in Lucrecia's violet eyes told him that she was not kidding at all. He growled, muttering curses about the scientists under his breath. More like mad scientists, he thought. "You can't do it! It could kill you! The specimen was something like a thousand years old!"
"Two thousand," Lucrecia correctly quietly, not looking at him. He clenched his fist angrily, gritting his teeth.
"It's crazy, Lucrecia! It's unbelievable! You're going to be killed and I can't be there. Think of your child! Think of what your bastard husband will do to him! The baby won't be alive when he's finished with him!" Lucrecia's eyes filled with tears at his sudden outburst, and she ran from him towards the entrance of the town. He cursed, and ran after her, easily catching up to her.
"Lucrecia!" he panted, grasping her hands. "What about me? Does my love for you mean so little that you would risk your life and your child's just for some experiment that could go horribly wrong?" Lucrecia looked into his eyes, her own eyes filled with a mixture of remorse and fear.
"You mean so much to me," she whispered. "But I'm married to Lucas." With that, she pulled away and ran out of the town, ignoring Vincent's pleads. Vincent gazed after her, his heart broken in two. He let his outstretched hand fall to his side, and stood there in denial. A few minutes later, Hojo pushed past him to find her, and the two returned while Vincent stood to the side silently. He could hear every word Hojo whispered in comfort to her, which made him want to break the scientist's neck.
"Oh Lucrecia, I love you so much," Hojo said in a hushed voice, holding her in his arms. She sobbed into his shoulder, wishing for something that she would never have. She wished that she was in another pair of arms, and that fate could be different. But it wasn't. And she had made her choice. She loved Lucas, and knew he loved her too. So what was holding her back? "Trust me, I only want the best for our child. With this to take place, the child will grow up to be great, and brilliant. Their future will be so sparkling and bright, like our future together is." Vincent spat bitterly on the ground, but Hojo didn't notice, nor did Lucrecia.
"I trust you," she murmured, and Hojo held her close to him, his eyes closed. Vincent's shoulders slumped in defeat, and he stared dejectedly at the ground, wishing it would open up and swallow him into the Lifestream. Hojo led Lucrecia back to the mansion, while Vincent stayed behind in contemplation. He wanted the best for Lucrecia, and if she trusted in Hojo, then he did too.
If she is happy then… I don't mind.
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Authors Note:- Aww.. poor Vincent! I hated that part, because it showed Hojo in such a horrible light. How could Lucrecia choose *him* over Vincent?!?! One word for it all. Yuck. Thank you for actually continuing to read this story, I really appreciate it! And I'll love ya even more if you review for me... *hint hint* Thanks all!