Ugh, fight scenes. I HATE 'EM!!!!
Chapter XXIV: A Killers Instinct.
Vincent Valentine was a serpentine shadow as he walked through the streets of Midgar. Yuffie tried her best to be as stealthy as he was, but the older man had more experience, and more skill (And wasn't driving a bright red buggy). He was watching the movements of the Metallic soldiers, he prowled through the shadow unnoticed by anything, and killed anything that posed a threat. Three sentries had already been silenced by the Death Penalty. Yuffie languished in the back, driving the buggy where she deemed was safe. She opened the door and hissed at Vincent.
"Vinnie!"
The man was beside her quickly and held his hand around her mouth, pulling her into a shadowy doorway. She watched in scared fascination as a group of steel warriors passed by them, totally unnoticed.
"Never stop." Vincent whispered onto her ear.
Yuffie shivered. Then her normal behaviour kicked in. She struggled out of his grasp.
"Do we really gotta bring the buggy? It's bound to break down anyway."
Vincent shrugged, letting her go.
"We may need it later. Besides, we stole it, we're gonna keep it. It also had all our stuff in it, so unless you feel like lugging it around, we'll be taking the buggy with us." He countered.
"Ok," She muttered. Climbing back into the buggy while Vincent scouted ahead. "But its not my fault if we run into the whole damned army because of this pile o' scrap." She timidly pushed down on the pedal, edging forward. Her senses told her to leave the damn thing behind, but Vincent had swiftly booted her from command of their small party. She tried to move as silently as possible, but that was relatively impossible as the engine made a hissing sound. She swore silently.
She sat blissfully unaware that a second pair of eyes watched her. Green eyes that burned in through the sunglasses that tried unavailingly to hide them. The man that had prowled the streets of Junon now walked slowly out of the shadows, accompanied by three metal soldiers. He gestured toward the buggy. The soldiers nodded. The man stepped into the shadows again, instantly vanishing.
The soldiers advanced to the buggy, pulling the driver's door open and pulling Yuffie out.
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Vincent heard the scream of panic, and the metallic yells, and felt the swift fury flow through him. He abandoned the shadows and returned to Yuffie. In the distance he could see two soldiers taking turns punching Yuffie, while a third held her still. Vincent pulled out the Death Penalty, aimed, and shot. As one of the soldiers raised it hand to hit Yuffie, Vincent's bullet rammed through its skull. It froze, then fell down with a clank. Vincent quickly pointed the gun at the other soldier and pulled the trigger unhesitant. The other soldiers chest erupted into a spray of steel, showering the remaining soldier and Yuffie in a silvery cloud of metal. The remaining soldier dropped Yuffie and charged Vincent. Vincent dropped the Death Penalty and stood ready to meet the soldier. The metal warrior pulled out a long, slim dagger and sliced at head height. Vincent caught the hand with his claw and yanked hard. The soldier's arm pulled off with a creak, and the soldier looked at its shoulder in puzzlement. Vincent used the limp arm as a club, smashing it into the soldier's head. The soldier fell to the ground, with the look of stark confusion stamped on its face.
He looked down at the unconscious Yuffie, bleeding lightly from her nose. Vincent wiped off her blood. He began mentally beating himself for not being more alert, or closer to Yuffie.
He made a silent vow never to allow any harm come to her. He looked down at her brown hair spilled carelessly across the cement.
Vincent picked up the limp Yuffie, and set her down on a seat in the buggy. Vincent retrieved the Death Penalty and sat down in the drivers seat.
"Well, stealth has had its chance, now its time for the Yuffie approach." He said dismissively.
He slammed his foot down on the pedal and listened to the wheels scream their answer to his action.
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Mech-Head stood at the intersection of a road. He stared up at the Shin Ra headquarters that loomed ominously above him. His silvery form glowed in the dim moonlight.
He remembered the two people who had managed to single handily destroy all that he had held dear. First had it been Chaos, who had betrayed their race to the damned Cetra, then there had been Seph X, who had crippled him into the life he now lead. He remembered the fateful night when he accepted the offer to work for Hojo in exchange for regeneration.
"Would you rather gain your body and become the henchman of THAT hideous example of humanity?" Seph X argued.
Mech-Head sneered at the robotic clone.
"Yes, and so would you if you knew what I have to live with. I'll help that fool if he'll help me get my revenge!"
Seph X looked sympathetically at the demon.
"Don't you dare look at me like that!" Mech-Head ranted. "You don't know what its like to wake up in the morning, wanting to kill the people who caused you harm, and not be able to take two steps away from where you stand!"
This was true. Mech-Head's lower portion had been totally sheered off by Sephiroth, and now he lived in a pool of liquids with tubes inserted into him, the only thing standing between certain death and life.
Seph X merely looked at him with a deeper sympathy.
Mech-Head screamed his resent.
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Four weeks later, Hojo had completed the operation and Mech-Head could walk again, on mechanized legs. Hojo exerted his pride in the melding between machine and flesh through Mech-Head.
"Jazac Na," he said silkily. "Can you do me a favour?"
Jazac Na, as he had been called before, answered happily, thrilled at his new mobility.
"Sure."
Hojo smiled.
"Kill him." He said, pointing at Seph X.
Jazac Na smiled fiendishly.
"Yes."
But the robotic clone had been ready. He swiped at Jazac Na's new legs with his own steel foot. Jazac Na, who was still getting used to his new mobility, wasn't able to dodge. He fell to the ground. He felt the metal foot crush down on his chest, and saw the steel fist smash into his skull, He heard Hojo screaming in dismay, But he could only see sympathy on Seph X's face as he delivered the blows.
Mech-Head howled his hatred at the steel warrior. He raised his fists in anguish. He stretched his wings into full width. His remaining eye blazed balefully.
And was nearly run over by a speeding buggy.
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Vincent Valentine tried his best to run over the howling figure, but it had been too fast. It leapt out of the way right before the buggy broke its evil spine.
Vincent tore past the streets in a red blur as he drove to the Shin Ra headquarters. There was a blood-chilling scream as the metal figure regained its balance. Vincent look into the mirror and saw the demon flapping its ebony black wings after him. Vincent turned to the right and then left, trying to lose the speeding demon. He continued down a couple of blocks in the same manner, all the way getting a little closer to the Shin Ra headquarters. He looked into the mirror again.
Nothing.
Vincent sighed in relief. He lightened up on the pedal. He rounded a corner that would lead him into the Shin Ra headquarters parking lot. To his horror he saw the silvery figure waiting for him, with a fiendish grin stamped on its face. Vincent slowed down to a stop. He stared in disbelief. The figure cackled evilly.
Vincent opened the buggy door with the Death Penalty in his hand, his claw clenched.
"What do you want?" It was a stupid question, one that was meant to make the other confident. But no matter he meant it to do he wasn't ready for the reply.
"Chaos!" It raged.
Almost on its own accord, Vincent's hand rose up and pulled the trigger of the Death Penalty.
The figures head snapped back, the bullet having hit it's forehead. Vincent expected its steel skull to explode into a silvery mass, but no such thing happened. The figure's head slowly came back into place, the fiendish smile still on its face. Vincent shot again. This time the figure fell down.
But it wasn't long before it began to rise.
Vincent shot again.
No matter how many times he did it, the monster never once stopped.
"Why" -BLAM- "won't" -BANG- "you" -POP- "die!" He yelled while shooting the prone figure.
For a moment Vincent thought he had killed it. Then it rose.
Vincent watched in absolute horror as the figure brushed away the pieces of lead. The figure began a steady pace towards Vincent.
Vincent dropped the Death Penalty. He went into a fighting stance that he had seen Tifa use. Unfortunately that was all remember Tifa using.
The figure stopped in front of him. It peered into the buggy. Then it smiled its fiendish smile.
"I remember her. Something stopped me from finishing the job." Recognition passed suddenly over its face. "YOU!" It said hatefully.
Vincent sneered suddenly at the metal demon.
"Yes, me."
His eyes blazed a deep red suddenly.
The figure smiled happily.
"After all these years, I'm finally going to kill you, my friend."
Vincent smiled back.
"Wrong friendsssss!" He hissed.
His eyes clouded over into a deep black. He cackled madly.
The wings flew from back, the snout grew from his face, the claws sprang from his fingers.
"We shall enjoy tearing that smile from your lipsssss!"
The beast that had been Vincent jammed its claws into the figures midriff, feeling the satisfaction as they sank into the metal. Then it bit down on its shoulder, biting its arm off.
The smile on the metal demons face evaporated into a scream of pain.
The beast lifted the demon off its feet one handed and threw it into a building.
"Run!" It howled.
And run the figure did. But not before howling its hatred.
Vincent forced control back. His body began the transformation back into its original form.
He allowed himself a grim smile of victory.
Then he picked up the Death Penalty and slung it over his shoulder.
He walked over to the buggy and picked up Yuffie. He began the silent trek into the Shin Ra headquarters.
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Uhh, yeah. I would like to thank all the kind people who reviewed my shtory here, THANK YOU AGAIN!!!
And if you didn't, well, boohoo.
Chapter XXIV: A Killers Instinct.
Vincent Valentine was a serpentine shadow as he walked through the streets of Midgar. Yuffie tried her best to be as stealthy as he was, but the older man had more experience, and more skill (And wasn't driving a bright red buggy). He was watching the movements of the Metallic soldiers, he prowled through the shadow unnoticed by anything, and killed anything that posed a threat. Three sentries had already been silenced by the Death Penalty. Yuffie languished in the back, driving the buggy where she deemed was safe. She opened the door and hissed at Vincent.
"Vinnie!"
The man was beside her quickly and held his hand around her mouth, pulling her into a shadowy doorway. She watched in scared fascination as a group of steel warriors passed by them, totally unnoticed.
"Never stop." Vincent whispered onto her ear.
Yuffie shivered. Then her normal behaviour kicked in. She struggled out of his grasp.
"Do we really gotta bring the buggy? It's bound to break down anyway."
Vincent shrugged, letting her go.
"We may need it later. Besides, we stole it, we're gonna keep it. It also had all our stuff in it, so unless you feel like lugging it around, we'll be taking the buggy with us." He countered.
"Ok," She muttered. Climbing back into the buggy while Vincent scouted ahead. "But its not my fault if we run into the whole damned army because of this pile o' scrap." She timidly pushed down on the pedal, edging forward. Her senses told her to leave the damn thing behind, but Vincent had swiftly booted her from command of their small party. She tried to move as silently as possible, but that was relatively impossible as the engine made a hissing sound. She swore silently.
She sat blissfully unaware that a second pair of eyes watched her. Green eyes that burned in through the sunglasses that tried unavailingly to hide them. The man that had prowled the streets of Junon now walked slowly out of the shadows, accompanied by three metal soldiers. He gestured toward the buggy. The soldiers nodded. The man stepped into the shadows again, instantly vanishing.
The soldiers advanced to the buggy, pulling the driver's door open and pulling Yuffie out.
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Vincent heard the scream of panic, and the metallic yells, and felt the swift fury flow through him. He abandoned the shadows and returned to Yuffie. In the distance he could see two soldiers taking turns punching Yuffie, while a third held her still. Vincent pulled out the Death Penalty, aimed, and shot. As one of the soldiers raised it hand to hit Yuffie, Vincent's bullet rammed through its skull. It froze, then fell down with a clank. Vincent quickly pointed the gun at the other soldier and pulled the trigger unhesitant. The other soldiers chest erupted into a spray of steel, showering the remaining soldier and Yuffie in a silvery cloud of metal. The remaining soldier dropped Yuffie and charged Vincent. Vincent dropped the Death Penalty and stood ready to meet the soldier. The metal warrior pulled out a long, slim dagger and sliced at head height. Vincent caught the hand with his claw and yanked hard. The soldier's arm pulled off with a creak, and the soldier looked at its shoulder in puzzlement. Vincent used the limp arm as a club, smashing it into the soldier's head. The soldier fell to the ground, with the look of stark confusion stamped on its face.
He looked down at the unconscious Yuffie, bleeding lightly from her nose. Vincent wiped off her blood. He began mentally beating himself for not being more alert, or closer to Yuffie.
He made a silent vow never to allow any harm come to her. He looked down at her brown hair spilled carelessly across the cement.
Vincent picked up the limp Yuffie, and set her down on a seat in the buggy. Vincent retrieved the Death Penalty and sat down in the drivers seat.
"Well, stealth has had its chance, now its time for the Yuffie approach." He said dismissively.
He slammed his foot down on the pedal and listened to the wheels scream their answer to his action.
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Mech-Head stood at the intersection of a road. He stared up at the Shin Ra headquarters that loomed ominously above him. His silvery form glowed in the dim moonlight.
He remembered the two people who had managed to single handily destroy all that he had held dear. First had it been Chaos, who had betrayed their race to the damned Cetra, then there had been Seph X, who had crippled him into the life he now lead. He remembered the fateful night when he accepted the offer to work for Hojo in exchange for regeneration.
"Would you rather gain your body and become the henchman of THAT hideous example of humanity?" Seph X argued.
Mech-Head sneered at the robotic clone.
"Yes, and so would you if you knew what I have to live with. I'll help that fool if he'll help me get my revenge!"
Seph X looked sympathetically at the demon.
"Don't you dare look at me like that!" Mech-Head ranted. "You don't know what its like to wake up in the morning, wanting to kill the people who caused you harm, and not be able to take two steps away from where you stand!"
This was true. Mech-Head's lower portion had been totally sheered off by Sephiroth, and now he lived in a pool of liquids with tubes inserted into him, the only thing standing between certain death and life.
Seph X merely looked at him with a deeper sympathy.
Mech-Head screamed his resent.
* * *
Four weeks later, Hojo had completed the operation and Mech-Head could walk again, on mechanized legs. Hojo exerted his pride in the melding between machine and flesh through Mech-Head.
"Jazac Na," he said silkily. "Can you do me a favour?"
Jazac Na, as he had been called before, answered happily, thrilled at his new mobility.
"Sure."
Hojo smiled.
"Kill him." He said, pointing at Seph X.
Jazac Na smiled fiendishly.
"Yes."
But the robotic clone had been ready. He swiped at Jazac Na's new legs with his own steel foot. Jazac Na, who was still getting used to his new mobility, wasn't able to dodge. He fell to the ground. He felt the metal foot crush down on his chest, and saw the steel fist smash into his skull, He heard Hojo screaming in dismay, But he could only see sympathy on Seph X's face as he delivered the blows.
Mech-Head howled his hatred at the steel warrior. He raised his fists in anguish. He stretched his wings into full width. His remaining eye blazed balefully.
And was nearly run over by a speeding buggy.
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Vincent Valentine tried his best to run over the howling figure, but it had been too fast. It leapt out of the way right before the buggy broke its evil spine.
Vincent tore past the streets in a red blur as he drove to the Shin Ra headquarters. There was a blood-chilling scream as the metal figure regained its balance. Vincent look into the mirror and saw the demon flapping its ebony black wings after him. Vincent turned to the right and then left, trying to lose the speeding demon. He continued down a couple of blocks in the same manner, all the way getting a little closer to the Shin Ra headquarters. He looked into the mirror again.
Nothing.
Vincent sighed in relief. He lightened up on the pedal. He rounded a corner that would lead him into the Shin Ra headquarters parking lot. To his horror he saw the silvery figure waiting for him, with a fiendish grin stamped on its face. Vincent slowed down to a stop. He stared in disbelief. The figure cackled evilly.
Vincent opened the buggy door with the Death Penalty in his hand, his claw clenched.
"What do you want?" It was a stupid question, one that was meant to make the other confident. But no matter he meant it to do he wasn't ready for the reply.
"Chaos!" It raged.
Almost on its own accord, Vincent's hand rose up and pulled the trigger of the Death Penalty.
The figures head snapped back, the bullet having hit it's forehead. Vincent expected its steel skull to explode into a silvery mass, but no such thing happened. The figure's head slowly came back into place, the fiendish smile still on its face. Vincent shot again. This time the figure fell down.
But it wasn't long before it began to rise.
Vincent shot again.
No matter how many times he did it, the monster never once stopped.
"Why" -BLAM- "won't" -BANG- "you" -POP- "die!" He yelled while shooting the prone figure.
For a moment Vincent thought he had killed it. Then it rose.
Vincent watched in absolute horror as the figure brushed away the pieces of lead. The figure began a steady pace towards Vincent.
Vincent dropped the Death Penalty. He went into a fighting stance that he had seen Tifa use. Unfortunately that was all remember Tifa using.
The figure stopped in front of him. It peered into the buggy. Then it smiled its fiendish smile.
"I remember her. Something stopped me from finishing the job." Recognition passed suddenly over its face. "YOU!" It said hatefully.
Vincent sneered suddenly at the metal demon.
"Yes, me."
His eyes blazed a deep red suddenly.
The figure smiled happily.
"After all these years, I'm finally going to kill you, my friend."
Vincent smiled back.
"Wrong friendsssss!" He hissed.
His eyes clouded over into a deep black. He cackled madly.
The wings flew from back, the snout grew from his face, the claws sprang from his fingers.
"We shall enjoy tearing that smile from your lipsssss!"
The beast that had been Vincent jammed its claws into the figures midriff, feeling the satisfaction as they sank into the metal. Then it bit down on its shoulder, biting its arm off.
The smile on the metal demons face evaporated into a scream of pain.
The beast lifted the demon off its feet one handed and threw it into a building.
"Run!" It howled.
And run the figure did. But not before howling its hatred.
Vincent forced control back. His body began the transformation back into its original form.
He allowed himself a grim smile of victory.
Then he picked up the Death Penalty and slung it over his shoulder.
He walked over to the buggy and picked up Yuffie. He began the silent trek into the Shin Ra headquarters.
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Uhh, yeah. I would like to thank all the kind people who reviewed my shtory here, THANK YOU AGAIN!!!
And if you didn't, well, boohoo.