Ok, it took a while but I actually started to feel like writing again.  Anyway, you will not understand this fic if you haven't read A Vampire's Tale so it's best if you read that one first.  This one is in Vincent's POV (which is kinda obvious).  And anything Final Fantasy related belongs to Squaresoft.

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Vincent's Story

She's gone.  I know she is.  I always had the feeling that she was alive somewhere but that feeling is gone now.  I would have tried to stop her if I knew what she was going to do.  I've spent all those years searching for her only to see her one more time for a mere five minutes?  But I feel more alone now than ever. 

People may think that being a vampire is great, that we can do anything we want and walk unnoticed among the crowds of people along the street at night.  We may be able to, but there's nothing great about it.  Just having no one to understand you can be horrible enough to make you go crazy.  There are very few of us on this planet and none ever want to see each other.  To me, being around the others makes me feel even more hopeless than I do right now.  It just shows how fragile life really is.  To be with others who have cheated death itself.  And to think that Aeris also went through this pain only makes me feel worse.  But I guess she lived through each day thinking that somehow Cloud was with her, guarding her like an angel.  I myself am not quite so optimistic.

            When Sephiroth made me into this all those years ago, I lost myself.  I changed completely.  Instead of feeling happy and knowing that people care I turned into a monster. All my feelings had disappeared and I know that I shall remain that way.  But when I saw Aeris that one last time, I remembered how I was.  I remembered all the feelings I had so long ago.  Aeris was my last hope of becoming what I once was, and now she is gone.  She never knew how important she was to me.  Ever since Cloud crashed into her life she had been blinded by her love for him to notice, or even to remember me.  Sure, she probably thought of me once in a while but it wasn't even close to how much I thought of her.  I never had the strength to tell her how I felt about her and even if she were here right now, I still would not say it.  Even with all this power, my emotions are still weak.

            When she told that man her story, she knew that those moments would be her last upon this planet.  That is why she told him in the first place.  To have her story remembered though time and little did she know, that man was a writer looking for an idea.  Aeris always seemed to be good at helping people out in their lives…

            And now, thanks to her, that man is the richest author in the world.  Even with just one book.  Everyone always asks him how he got such an imagination and he never tells.  I guess if he actually told the truth everyone would think he's crazy and his immense popularity would soon be gone.  I have actually read the book many times and he remembered the events almost perfectly from her words.  But he could never write the true emotions of the people involved.  And well, he made me seem too obsessed with Sephiroth's daughter Tifa and not helpful enough to Aeris.  I guess it is my job to be at least a little critical about his work since I am the only other person alive that knows her true story.  And of course, I do not agree with him making her story into a book that rests in the fiction section of bookstores around the world.

            Tifa also made a small appearance in the book.  I did have a bit of a crush on Tifa but I would never let it get far.  We both knew it wouldn't work and we just stayed as friends.  I know it sounds like her relationship with Cloud but no one really knew about us.  But I can't help wondering what happened to her that night.  I am almost certain that Sephiroth didn't kill her.  He cared about her too much.  He even chose to keep her alive longer than his own wife.  I have always hated Sephiroth and my hatred grew past what I had expected when he made me into a vampire.  I would have killed him myself eventually if Aeris hadn't done it first.  But she did it because she was stronger than me.  She also had Cloud to help her understand her powers.  I had no one.  I was alone to find out what strange abilities I had.  And I also learned about vampires and sunlight the hard way.  I never knew that creatures like this existed.

            And when I found Aeris's necklace, I thought she was killed by Sephiroth's sword.  Who would have thought that anger and sadness could be such a dangerous combination?  Although I wasn't sure at first that she had died, I almost felt Cloud die.  It was like he was a part of me because I felt his pain deep inside me.  It was then that my feeling that Aeris was still alive began.  Sephiroth's death by that fatal castle fire only confirmed it for me.  But since then, my life has been hell.

            And now I sit and look at Aeris's pendant, hoping that my memories of her will resurface.  I don't really have to hope since I can remember her voice as clear as the cloudless night.  Another ability that comes with being a vampire is the incredible memory.  I can remember everything.  And most of the time I wish I couldn't because it only tortures me more.  I hate to think that my life, like Aeris's, was perfect back then.  It's funny to think that fate can screw with people's lives when they are at their best.  But I guess fate does it to teach you something.  And the reason I am still here is because I haven't found out what I was supposed to learn yet.  Am I living on borrowed time merely to learn something that might not even matter in the end?  How am I supposed to even learn something through all this pain?  Physical pain may hurt but it doesn't compare to emotional pain, which can last for an eternity or more.

            And yes, I have learned about the promised land.  An eternal heaven for those who have done well in their lives.  I do believe that Aeris found her promised land.  She deserves every bit of it.  Even when most are doubtful that vampires can see their promised land, aren't our souls human?  Yes, we still do have souls, but they are supposedly given to the devil when we are made into vampires.  But if the devil owns our souls, why would he want us to keep living?  Just to feel the pain that comes from being eternally lonely?  Maybe…

            I could tell my story to some poor struggling writer too.  But why should I?  Especially since I can tell it to the whole world myself.  If Aeris's story could be one of the many bestsellers, so could mine.  Except I have the experience of actually being in the story.  But just so I do not bore you, the readers of this tale, I will sum it up in a few chapters.  I will reveal most of my story to you but there are things that I must keep to myself.  Some things that, when I do leave this planet, will go with me.

And so it begins…