Disclaimer: I do not own FF7.
Sorry I took so long in writing this. We had a slight problem in which chapter to put next. If you're reading this Charlie - We had to put your chapter later!
*~*Shar-Kai*~*
Chapter 5 - Room of the Times
Barrett looked up slowly. He couldn't remember what had attacked him, and he wasn't sure that he wanted to know. He looked around the room that he was in, and noticed in surprise that it was different to before. The walls were lighter in colour, and the air smelt fresher. The floor was still ashen grey, but it was much cleaner than before. His eyes travelled over to the door, looming tall at the end of the room, strong, firm - and locked. He shrugged, his good luck had to end somewhere. He sat down, and put his hands out behind him. Suddenly he felt something cold underneath his hand. Barrett grabbed at it and pulled it to him. It was a bronze key, with a tiny piece of paper tied to it. Could it be? He stared at it for a while, before hurrying over to the large, oak door. Slowly he put the key in the lock and turned it. It clicked and the door creaked open slowly. Barrett smiled slightly - Things weren't going as badly as he first thought. His eyes drifted to the piece of paper, which had now fallen to the floor. Scratching the back of his head, he bent down and picked it up - and saw on it just three words, written in a strange, almost illegible hand.
'Fate always decides'
Frowning he pocketed the note and walked out of the door. He entered a large corridor, dark and musty. H slowly walked down, statue's eyes following him. At every noise he heard he stopped and looked around, paranoid of animals larger than rats around this place. There was the occasional rustle of mice, and cracking from above, but silence hung in the air. Barrett shivered. There was a feeling in the air that had nothing to do with the cold. Eventually he noticed a door to his left. He pondered a while, and his hands shuffled about in his pockets. What could he use to open the door? His hand came to rest on the key. Surely it couldn't be that simple? He pushed the key into the lock and turned it around, before taking a deep breath, and walking into the room.
A family of spiders scurried across the floor, and two rats in the middle of the floor turned to look at him, before returning to looking for food. In the far back corner, however, curled up on the floor was a large red beast. Slowly it opened one eye and looked at Barrett.
"Red XIII?" Barrett asked.
The beast laughed softly. "Yes, and I am pleased to see you."
Barrett was relieved. "C'mon lets find Cid and get outta here."
Red nodded in agreement, and followed Barrett out of the room.
~*~
Unleash the cry
~*~
Eryll slowly placed Yuffie's lifeless body down on the floor. Taking a brief glance around she noticed that the floor and walls of the cell had not been cleaned in a long time, and the window was no longer transparent. She sighed. At a quick guess that would be her next job to do. She walked slowly over to the window and rubbed it with her hand. No effect. Slowly Yuffie began to move, she stumbled up slowly, after taking a quick look around. She glared at Eryll.
"Why'd you bring me here? What do you want? Who are you?" Yuffie asked impatiently.
Eryll turned around from the window, a slight smile spreading across her face. "So many questions. Curiosity killed the cat you know. You know my name. I want nothing. I brought you here because you were here anyway."
Yuffie scowled. "I wasn't 'here', I was walking, trying to find Vincent and then - Hey, where are you going?
Eryll unlocked the door and beckoned to Yuffie. Confused Yuffie followed her through dimly lit passages and halls, until at last they reached a large door, a blue glow coming from within. Eryll frowned, then placed her hand on the door. The door shimmered and vanished. Yuffie's jaw dropped.
"Modern Technology." said Eryll. "Go inside. You found him."
Yuffie stepped forwards into the room. Amid the clean white walls, and the large amount of apparatus, stood a scientist in a long white coat, grumbling over a lifeless body on a table. It took a while for her brain to register who the body was. Vincent. She ran forwards. The scientist turned around.
"Well, well what do we have here?" Hojo whispered rubbing his hands together. "Eryll. Come here!"
Eryll walked forwards. "Yes?"
Hojo walked over to her. "How did this girl get in?"
"I am not sure." While Eryll was replying Yuffie edged herself over to Vincent. Slowly she cut away the wires connecting to the machines.
"What do you think you're doing?" Hojo said in a raspy voice.
"This!" With one last slash of her Conformer, she broke all the wires around Vincent, and he fell to the floor and slowly opened his eyes.
Hojo made a sudden move forward, then stopped and laughed. "No, I've thought of a better idea."
He walked slowly out of the room. When he left a gentle tune filled the room.
"What's happening?" Yuffie asked Eryll.
Eryll smiled. "Listen. Watch. This place holds many secrets. What will come, what has come, and what is happening now. It will show you the Cry - what is going to happen if all that is happening now continues. Look."
Yuffie looked to where Eryll was pointing. She could see a picture of herself and Vincent running through a forest, when fire filled the picture, and she heard screaming and crying echoing around the room - the sheer volume of it made her want to yell herself. Eventually, the room went black. Then a quiet gentle voice spoke out of the darkness.
As it starts, the howling, the night running free
The day disappears and the end it draws near
Fire erupts, the world is burnt
And the birds whistle and fly on their way
They fly over seas of lava where we once played
Past the dark, barren wastelands, where mountains roamed
They watch us as we sob and scream
Watching as we draw our final breath and die
The sing out with no one to hear
They are on their own, no one to care
But that has always been, through their lives
We never cared for them,
But they still share our pain as they fight on.
They Cry rages on, no regard for any pain
The birds songs falter as they drop from the sky.
The world screams out amongst the fiery rain,
The darkness chuckles, laughs and leaves it to die
R/R please!
Sorry I took so long in writing this. We had a slight problem in which chapter to put next. If you're reading this Charlie - We had to put your chapter later!
*~*Shar-Kai*~*
Chapter 5 - Room of the Times
Barrett looked up slowly. He couldn't remember what had attacked him, and he wasn't sure that he wanted to know. He looked around the room that he was in, and noticed in surprise that it was different to before. The walls were lighter in colour, and the air smelt fresher. The floor was still ashen grey, but it was much cleaner than before. His eyes travelled over to the door, looming tall at the end of the room, strong, firm - and locked. He shrugged, his good luck had to end somewhere. He sat down, and put his hands out behind him. Suddenly he felt something cold underneath his hand. Barrett grabbed at it and pulled it to him. It was a bronze key, with a tiny piece of paper tied to it. Could it be? He stared at it for a while, before hurrying over to the large, oak door. Slowly he put the key in the lock and turned it. It clicked and the door creaked open slowly. Barrett smiled slightly - Things weren't going as badly as he first thought. His eyes drifted to the piece of paper, which had now fallen to the floor. Scratching the back of his head, he bent down and picked it up - and saw on it just three words, written in a strange, almost illegible hand.
'Fate always decides'
Frowning he pocketed the note and walked out of the door. He entered a large corridor, dark and musty. H slowly walked down, statue's eyes following him. At every noise he heard he stopped and looked around, paranoid of animals larger than rats around this place. There was the occasional rustle of mice, and cracking from above, but silence hung in the air. Barrett shivered. There was a feeling in the air that had nothing to do with the cold. Eventually he noticed a door to his left. He pondered a while, and his hands shuffled about in his pockets. What could he use to open the door? His hand came to rest on the key. Surely it couldn't be that simple? He pushed the key into the lock and turned it around, before taking a deep breath, and walking into the room.
A family of spiders scurried across the floor, and two rats in the middle of the floor turned to look at him, before returning to looking for food. In the far back corner, however, curled up on the floor was a large red beast. Slowly it opened one eye and looked at Barrett.
"Red XIII?" Barrett asked.
The beast laughed softly. "Yes, and I am pleased to see you."
Barrett was relieved. "C'mon lets find Cid and get outta here."
Red nodded in agreement, and followed Barrett out of the room.
~*~
Unleash the cry
~*~
Eryll slowly placed Yuffie's lifeless body down on the floor. Taking a brief glance around she noticed that the floor and walls of the cell had not been cleaned in a long time, and the window was no longer transparent. She sighed. At a quick guess that would be her next job to do. She walked slowly over to the window and rubbed it with her hand. No effect. Slowly Yuffie began to move, she stumbled up slowly, after taking a quick look around. She glared at Eryll.
"Why'd you bring me here? What do you want? Who are you?" Yuffie asked impatiently.
Eryll turned around from the window, a slight smile spreading across her face. "So many questions. Curiosity killed the cat you know. You know my name. I want nothing. I brought you here because you were here anyway."
Yuffie scowled. "I wasn't 'here', I was walking, trying to find Vincent and then - Hey, where are you going?
Eryll unlocked the door and beckoned to Yuffie. Confused Yuffie followed her through dimly lit passages and halls, until at last they reached a large door, a blue glow coming from within. Eryll frowned, then placed her hand on the door. The door shimmered and vanished. Yuffie's jaw dropped.
"Modern Technology." said Eryll. "Go inside. You found him."
Yuffie stepped forwards into the room. Amid the clean white walls, and the large amount of apparatus, stood a scientist in a long white coat, grumbling over a lifeless body on a table. It took a while for her brain to register who the body was. Vincent. She ran forwards. The scientist turned around.
"Well, well what do we have here?" Hojo whispered rubbing his hands together. "Eryll. Come here!"
Eryll walked forwards. "Yes?"
Hojo walked over to her. "How did this girl get in?"
"I am not sure." While Eryll was replying Yuffie edged herself over to Vincent. Slowly she cut away the wires connecting to the machines.
"What do you think you're doing?" Hojo said in a raspy voice.
"This!" With one last slash of her Conformer, she broke all the wires around Vincent, and he fell to the floor and slowly opened his eyes.
Hojo made a sudden move forward, then stopped and laughed. "No, I've thought of a better idea."
He walked slowly out of the room. When he left a gentle tune filled the room.
"What's happening?" Yuffie asked Eryll.
Eryll smiled. "Listen. Watch. This place holds many secrets. What will come, what has come, and what is happening now. It will show you the Cry - what is going to happen if all that is happening now continues. Look."
Yuffie looked to where Eryll was pointing. She could see a picture of herself and Vincent running through a forest, when fire filled the picture, and she heard screaming and crying echoing around the room - the sheer volume of it made her want to yell herself. Eventually, the room went black. Then a quiet gentle voice spoke out of the darkness.
As it starts, the howling, the night running free
The day disappears and the end it draws near
Fire erupts, the world is burnt
And the birds whistle and fly on their way
They fly over seas of lava where we once played
Past the dark, barren wastelands, where mountains roamed
They watch us as we sob and scream
Watching as we draw our final breath and die
The sing out with no one to hear
They are on their own, no one to care
But that has always been, through their lives
We never cared for them,
But they still share our pain as they fight on.
They Cry rages on, no regard for any pain
The birds songs falter as they drop from the sky.
The world screams out amongst the fiery rain,
The darkness chuckles, laughs and leaves it to die
R/R please!