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Midnight's fears...
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"Everything's so blurry, and everyone's so fake, and everybody's empty, and everything is so messed up..." (Puddle Of Mudd - Blurry)
(A/N - In Midnights POV.)
I'm standing here in a field just outside Kalm, where the dead bodies of around fifteen men are scattered. Men who died at my hands. I just kept on slashing, on and on and on until this red haze faded and I realised what I have done... Sure they were attacking me, but their deaths are on my hands and the hands of Caen and Marlene... our hands only. Marlene is trying to comfort me, but I refuse to be consoled. Our fathers might have been these men's enemies, but they came to kill us... No, not us.
Me. Midnight. Midnight Strife. Because I am Cloud and Tifa's daughter; and because they think I'm dangerous, and because I'm enemy number one of the Midgar State...
I haven't even done anything... they're persecuting me because of who I am, not because there is a reason for it. Now though, I have committed murder about eleven times over. They have a reason now. I don't mind being chased if there is a reason to chase me... Those poor men though. One, I cut up so bad I don't think his family will recognise him. He shot me with this kind of ice gun, it hurt so badly, and suddenly I was really angry. I don't know where the anger came from, I suppose it must be a genetic kind of fighter's urge; I'm not sure. But I started glowing with a red and yellow light, and then I used a technique called Multislash. I slashed him about five times in a row.
I didn't even know how to use the sword, I didn't realise that I had reached for it until it had sliced off the head of the first Extreme fighter. It doesn't feel like it was me who did that... I scared myself. And I scared Caen; I could see the expression on his face as I sliced the soldiers in half like hotdogs. It was a look of pure fear, which tore at my heart, but it increased my anger. Its almost like someone took over my body... Some might get a buzz off that. But for me, with my petty little rebellions of the past seeming big, it is a feeling I don't like. I'm scared of myself. And now the trance I was in has faded, I look over their bodies and although I feel guilty, there is a sudden feeling of... revenge.
These bastards belong to a group my parents fought, a group that threatened to kill them and tried to do that many times. They forced my mother to give me up. They caused the untimely death of my father and the other Avalanche members... including Vincent and Yuffie, the parents of Kierann... And now, he's fucking working for them??
I have to find him. He'll listen to me... I wonder if he still feels the same way about me? It's been so long, about five years I think... But now, there's a new man in my life I suppose. I can't stop thinking about Caen. If this isn't love, I don't think I wanna live with it. And if it is love... then I'm gonna have a lot of problems when I find Kierann and my past. But Caen... his eyes make me melt, and his voice makes my knees go weak. He pushed me out of the door, trying to protect me... I might have ended up protecting him, but hey... he cares enough to try. Man, why am I falling in love at this time? Its gonna get hard enough on this trip without having to be in a relationship as well! Especially when Aeris talks whenever I touch him...
But forget about that. I have to go help Reno; he kept his promise to my mom, and he helped me find my true self. Plus, he's in trouble. But didn't he used to be a Turk? I wonder why he changed allegiances. Well, it's my fault he got caught as he was trying to give me the packages. Time to go kick some butt.
If the last show was anything to go by, that won't be hard.
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"Everything's so blurry, and everyone's so fake, and everybody's empty, and everything is so messed up..." (Puddle Of Mudd - Blurry)
(A/N - In Midnights POV.)
I'm standing here in a field just outside Kalm, where the dead bodies of around fifteen men are scattered. Men who died at my hands. I just kept on slashing, on and on and on until this red haze faded and I realised what I have done... Sure they were attacking me, but their deaths are on my hands and the hands of Caen and Marlene... our hands only. Marlene is trying to comfort me, but I refuse to be consoled. Our fathers might have been these men's enemies, but they came to kill us... No, not us.
Me. Midnight. Midnight Strife. Because I am Cloud and Tifa's daughter; and because they think I'm dangerous, and because I'm enemy number one of the Midgar State...
I haven't even done anything... they're persecuting me because of who I am, not because there is a reason for it. Now though, I have committed murder about eleven times over. They have a reason now. I don't mind being chased if there is a reason to chase me... Those poor men though. One, I cut up so bad I don't think his family will recognise him. He shot me with this kind of ice gun, it hurt so badly, and suddenly I was really angry. I don't know where the anger came from, I suppose it must be a genetic kind of fighter's urge; I'm not sure. But I started glowing with a red and yellow light, and then I used a technique called Multislash. I slashed him about five times in a row.
I didn't even know how to use the sword, I didn't realise that I had reached for it until it had sliced off the head of the first Extreme fighter. It doesn't feel like it was me who did that... I scared myself. And I scared Caen; I could see the expression on his face as I sliced the soldiers in half like hotdogs. It was a look of pure fear, which tore at my heart, but it increased my anger. Its almost like someone took over my body... Some might get a buzz off that. But for me, with my petty little rebellions of the past seeming big, it is a feeling I don't like. I'm scared of myself. And now the trance I was in has faded, I look over their bodies and although I feel guilty, there is a sudden feeling of... revenge.
These bastards belong to a group my parents fought, a group that threatened to kill them and tried to do that many times. They forced my mother to give me up. They caused the untimely death of my father and the other Avalanche members... including Vincent and Yuffie, the parents of Kierann... And now, he's fucking working for them??
I have to find him. He'll listen to me... I wonder if he still feels the same way about me? It's been so long, about five years I think... But now, there's a new man in my life I suppose. I can't stop thinking about Caen. If this isn't love, I don't think I wanna live with it. And if it is love... then I'm gonna have a lot of problems when I find Kierann and my past. But Caen... his eyes make me melt, and his voice makes my knees go weak. He pushed me out of the door, trying to protect me... I might have ended up protecting him, but hey... he cares enough to try. Man, why am I falling in love at this time? Its gonna get hard enough on this trip without having to be in a relationship as well! Especially when Aeris talks whenever I touch him...
But forget about that. I have to go help Reno; he kept his promise to my mom, and he helped me find my true self. Plus, he's in trouble. But didn't he used to be a Turk? I wonder why he changed allegiances. Well, it's my fault he got caught as he was trying to give me the packages. Time to go kick some butt.
If the last show was anything to go by, that won't be hard.
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