Chaotic Damnation
By Pegasia Silverfeather.
"Whispered Confessions"
She sat looking at the stars from the clear ice shield. The sky was so full of stars it was breathtaking. Letting out a breathless sigh she sat and curled up in the cool area and watched the stars.
The light from the inside grew brighter meaning that Vincent had refreshed the embers. Now, the light caused a ghostly reflection to show up on the ice. She saw her shoulder length, wavy, black hair wave in her face like dark shadows trying to conquer the light.
Yuffie sighed again and looked at the constellations. There was Gracia, the constellation of lovers. The large star would be a setter and the small one led north. She had never actually seen it before but had been told many legends about it. It was said that the Gracia only could be seen when one was truly in love.
'In love? Me? Yeah right. And sides, who do you think is in that reflection?' She asked herself.
'THE WICKED WITCH FROM THE NORTH, SOUTH, EAST AND WEST!' Chaos said sarcastically
Yuffie let out a choke of laughter and sighed again. 'Who would love me?' She sighed and closed her eyes willing her soft white cheek to rest against the icy shield.
"Yuffie? Get away from that. I can break you know." A voice said behind her.
Yuffie rolled her eyes. "Yes mother!" She said and got up. Walking past Vincent she stormed to her bed. Pulling out her scroll she started righting.
"X day. X month, X year,
Vincent, Is a jerk. Or at least he's been one since a week ago. They guy hasn't said anything for days. Oh yeah he scolded me for leaning against the ice a few moments ago but that doesn't count.
Damnation is a sadistic as always. Funny thing is she keeps asking what's wrong with Chaos. What in the world does she mean? Could she have a link with Chaos? And if something's wrong with Chaos is something wrong with Vincent? Who knows? It's not like he'd tell me.
He just sits and reads or writes. I wonder, when did I become interested in what Vincent Victor Valentine does while he mopes? Humph probably just going crazy. Oh well.
Yuffie K."
She rolled up the scroll and tucked it, and her ink and brushes away in her case. Turning over she pulled out a book and read the title. After reading about three pages of War and Consequences her eyes drifted slowly shut and she soon fell asleep.
Vincent looked at her.
'Maybe I was a bit harsh with her?'
'MAYBE? I WOULD SAY LIKE SANDPAPER TO SILK TYPE HARSH'
'Interesting analogy Chaos.'
'ONE OF US HAS TO BE INTERESTING.'
Shaking his head Vincent stepped into the light and grabbed his book and opened it. Taking to his pen, he set to writing. After a few moments he sighed.
'Out of ink. Maybe Yuffie won't mind if I borrowed her pen.'
'SHE'S SLEEPING'
Disregarding this he stepped to Yuffie and knelt down. Shaking her shoulder softly her eyes fluttered open.
"Can I borrow your pen?" He asked.
Yuffie's sleep-fogged mind blurred. 'Wha?'
'HE ASKED FOR YOU PEN'
'Oh.' She thought and knit her brows. Twisting over to her pack, she pulled out a ball point pen and handed it to him. "This one should do unless you write in Wutainesse, and you know where you can stick it!" She said and fell back onto her bedding and covered her face.
'THAT WAS MEAN...I LOVED IT!'
'Shut up Damnation, I'm not in the mood.' She thought and closed her eyes.
Vincent's jaw was on the floor in shock.
'I THINK YOU MADE HER MAD.'
'Thank you Chaos. I never would have guessed.'
He took the pen and walked over towards the warm light of the ember. Sitting down he pushed some hair from his eyes and once again began to write.
"Entry X,
Yuffie's mad. No surprise. I have shoved her away. She's bound to notice that. Yet I can't stop watching as she writes or looks out into the stars as she does every night. I often want to join her but I just can't. It's not right.
My next turmoil in life is living with her without loving her. What ever happened to the days when I thought of her as an obnoxious young girl. Well... that's not true. I didn't think of her that harshly. It was more like a free spirited thing. She was a firefly, a ghost of the past in the dark. A reminder that I was once human.
Her sighs are heard more then her words. Perhaps that is a problem. She shouldn't be quiet. It means that she's disturbed. That's never a good thing with Yuffie.
Vincent Valentine"
He blew on the ink and closed the book. Usually he would read a book or write till he fell asleep, but the bedding looked too comfortable. He unrolled the fur blankets and snuggled in. His back to the girl across the room he rested his head on the soft down filled pillow.
A feeling took him over and he sighed.
'WHAT ARE YOU FEELING?' Chaos asked
'It's called guilt.'
"I'm sorry Yuffie, it's for your own good." He whispered silently.
"What's for my own good?" She asked bringing him to a start.
"Goodnight Yuffie." He said coldly and closed his eyes falling into a deep sleep.
'Jerk!'
'FREAK-A- ZOID!'
'Damnation-'
'SHUT UP. I KNOW, I KNOW!'
'What is up with him?'
'THAT'S WHAT I'D LIKE TO KNOW.'
'I think something's wrong.'
'I KNOW SOMETHING IS... YOU MIGHT WANT TO MOVE ABOUT A FOOT TO THE RIGHT NOW!'
Trusting the demon she turned over and her eyes flew open as she saw a spiked tail lash out over her face.
'Uh...damnation?'
'CHAOS.'
The tall purple creature drew near and nearer still and soon Yuffie closed her eyes and screamed in horror...
~~~~~
I am the mighty hag from hell and guess what...cliffhanger! Heheheh.
Tell me what you think K?
~Pegasia Silverfeather~
By Pegasia Silverfeather.
"Whispered Confessions"
She sat looking at the stars from the clear ice shield. The sky was so full of stars it was breathtaking. Letting out a breathless sigh she sat and curled up in the cool area and watched the stars.
The light from the inside grew brighter meaning that Vincent had refreshed the embers. Now, the light caused a ghostly reflection to show up on the ice. She saw her shoulder length, wavy, black hair wave in her face like dark shadows trying to conquer the light.
Yuffie sighed again and looked at the constellations. There was Gracia, the constellation of lovers. The large star would be a setter and the small one led north. She had never actually seen it before but had been told many legends about it. It was said that the Gracia only could be seen when one was truly in love.
'In love? Me? Yeah right. And sides, who do you think is in that reflection?' She asked herself.
'THE WICKED WITCH FROM THE NORTH, SOUTH, EAST AND WEST!' Chaos said sarcastically
Yuffie let out a choke of laughter and sighed again. 'Who would love me?' She sighed and closed her eyes willing her soft white cheek to rest against the icy shield.
"Yuffie? Get away from that. I can break you know." A voice said behind her.
Yuffie rolled her eyes. "Yes mother!" She said and got up. Walking past Vincent she stormed to her bed. Pulling out her scroll she started righting.
"X day. X month, X year,
Vincent, Is a jerk. Or at least he's been one since a week ago. They guy hasn't said anything for days. Oh yeah he scolded me for leaning against the ice a few moments ago but that doesn't count.
Damnation is a sadistic as always. Funny thing is she keeps asking what's wrong with Chaos. What in the world does she mean? Could she have a link with Chaos? And if something's wrong with Chaos is something wrong with Vincent? Who knows? It's not like he'd tell me.
He just sits and reads or writes. I wonder, when did I become interested in what Vincent Victor Valentine does while he mopes? Humph probably just going crazy. Oh well.
Yuffie K."
She rolled up the scroll and tucked it, and her ink and brushes away in her case. Turning over she pulled out a book and read the title. After reading about three pages of War and Consequences her eyes drifted slowly shut and she soon fell asleep.
Vincent looked at her.
'Maybe I was a bit harsh with her?'
'MAYBE? I WOULD SAY LIKE SANDPAPER TO SILK TYPE HARSH'
'Interesting analogy Chaos.'
'ONE OF US HAS TO BE INTERESTING.'
Shaking his head Vincent stepped into the light and grabbed his book and opened it. Taking to his pen, he set to writing. After a few moments he sighed.
'Out of ink. Maybe Yuffie won't mind if I borrowed her pen.'
'SHE'S SLEEPING'
Disregarding this he stepped to Yuffie and knelt down. Shaking her shoulder softly her eyes fluttered open.
"Can I borrow your pen?" He asked.
Yuffie's sleep-fogged mind blurred. 'Wha?'
'HE ASKED FOR YOU PEN'
'Oh.' She thought and knit her brows. Twisting over to her pack, she pulled out a ball point pen and handed it to him. "This one should do unless you write in Wutainesse, and you know where you can stick it!" She said and fell back onto her bedding and covered her face.
'THAT WAS MEAN...I LOVED IT!'
'Shut up Damnation, I'm not in the mood.' She thought and closed her eyes.
Vincent's jaw was on the floor in shock.
'I THINK YOU MADE HER MAD.'
'Thank you Chaos. I never would have guessed.'
He took the pen and walked over towards the warm light of the ember. Sitting down he pushed some hair from his eyes and once again began to write.
"Entry X,
Yuffie's mad. No surprise. I have shoved her away. She's bound to notice that. Yet I can't stop watching as she writes or looks out into the stars as she does every night. I often want to join her but I just can't. It's not right.
My next turmoil in life is living with her without loving her. What ever happened to the days when I thought of her as an obnoxious young girl. Well... that's not true. I didn't think of her that harshly. It was more like a free spirited thing. She was a firefly, a ghost of the past in the dark. A reminder that I was once human.
Her sighs are heard more then her words. Perhaps that is a problem. She shouldn't be quiet. It means that she's disturbed. That's never a good thing with Yuffie.
Vincent Valentine"
He blew on the ink and closed the book. Usually he would read a book or write till he fell asleep, but the bedding looked too comfortable. He unrolled the fur blankets and snuggled in. His back to the girl across the room he rested his head on the soft down filled pillow.
A feeling took him over and he sighed.
'WHAT ARE YOU FEELING?' Chaos asked
'It's called guilt.'
"I'm sorry Yuffie, it's for your own good." He whispered silently.
"What's for my own good?" She asked bringing him to a start.
"Goodnight Yuffie." He said coldly and closed his eyes falling into a deep sleep.
'Jerk!'
'FREAK-A- ZOID!'
'Damnation-'
'SHUT UP. I KNOW, I KNOW!'
'What is up with him?'
'THAT'S WHAT I'D LIKE TO KNOW.'
'I think something's wrong.'
'I KNOW SOMETHING IS... YOU MIGHT WANT TO MOVE ABOUT A FOOT TO THE RIGHT NOW!'
Trusting the demon she turned over and her eyes flew open as she saw a spiked tail lash out over her face.
'Uh...damnation?'
'CHAOS.'
The tall purple creature drew near and nearer still and soon Yuffie closed her eyes and screamed in horror...
~~~~~
I am the mighty hag from hell and guess what...cliffhanger! Heheheh.
Tell me what you think K?
~Pegasia Silverfeather~
