Epilogue: The (Mysterious) Return Of The Black Box.
~Five months later, in a very clean masion in Nibelheim (Gee, I WONDER which one?)
In the ancient and massive building that was the home of Vincent and Yuffie Valentine, a deathly silence hung. Occasionally the sound of giggeling and laughing, but mostly there was merely silence.
In the bedroom however, Vincent was trying relentlessly not to let Yuffie crush his wings. He tried lying on them himself, but that hurt. Finally, he folded them around his chest. Yuffie playfully pushed them away wrapped her arms around her husband.
"Hello." She said mischeviously.
Vincent stretched.
"What are you up to?" He asked.
Yuffie giggled.
"Nothing." She answered sweetly.
Vincent gave her a suspicious look.
"Will I get hurt?"
Yuffie giggled again.
"I don't think so."
Vincent smiled.
"So what have you got planned?"
Yuffie began explaining.
"Well, Cloud and Tifa and the others are coming over today to see how everythings going, and i thought, well, maybe you could turn into a demon or something and I could put some ketchup around your mouth. Now that would be FUN!"
Vincent chuckled.
"Sorry. I can't turn into a demon anymore. I've been exiled, remember?"
Yuffie sighed.
"You're no fun as a normal guy." She said.
Vincent apparently took affence at this.
"I have a pair of wings, a claw, red eyes, and I've been raised from the dead. How more abnormal can you get?"
Yuffie giggled.
"And its because of that claw we can't get a water-bed." She answered.
Vincent laughed.
"Little runt!" He remarked.
He pelted her with a pillow. Yuffie pulled up a pillow of her own.
"You do kow what this means, don't you? THIS MEANS WAR!" She yelled.
She hit him back. Vincent picked up another pillow and began a heavy barrage of feathery blows. Yuffie was forced to bring her pillow up protectivly as the pillows rained down on her.
"Do you capitulate?" Vincent asked, momentarily halting his attack.
Yuffie struck him straight in the face.
"I WIN!" She yelled triumphantly.
Vincent laid his pillow down.
"Yes, Queen Yufiie. You win. As victor you have one request from me." Vincent said.
Yuffie pushed him out of the bed.
"Make me breakfast!"
*Mysterious black box makes its equally mysterious re-appearance around Vincent's mid portion as he stood up, wearing nothing but his wings as clothing.*
"You could have let me get mt clothes back on." Vincent grumbled.
Yuffie laughed.
"Thats what makes it so fun!" She stated.
Vincent walked out of the room.
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Vincent could describe his home with one word. Cold. With no clothes on what-so-ever he suddenly realized that his house sore needed a furnace. He sourly walked down the stairs to the kitchen.
The door outside exploded open.
"Hi there Vinc-" Cloud stopped suddenly, having gotten a good look at Vincent.
Vincents wings folded around him.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE SO EARLY?!" He yelled.
Cloud was stupified.
"Do you even know the time?" He asked.
"OF COURSE I KNOW THE TI-" Vincent took a look at the clock. "Wow. Two a- clock, thats pretty late." Vincent gave Cloud a sheepish look.
"Do you mind leaving for a moment?" He asked.
Tifa suddenly appeared by Cloud.
"Whats wrong, Cloud?" She asked, not quite taking notice of Vincent. She looked in his direction."Oh my."
"Whats wrong Vinnie?" Yuffie called out from the bedroom.
"Oh shit!" Vincent swore. "Don't come ou-"
But it was too late. She was already walking to the stairs. As soon as she came into veiw Vincent raised a wing to cover her from veiw.
"GET OUT!" Vincent yelled.
Cloud and Tifa nearly ran away.
Jarred popped his head in to see what the problem was. His mouth dropped.
"Wow." Was all he said, then broke out laughing. He closed the door behind him.
Vincent let his wings drop, revealing a veritable family of black boxes.
"I hate those people." He remarked.
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~Twenty years later, on mount Nibel.
Many things lived on the dangerous mountain peak, but one thing ruled it. It was a thing that didn't bother hiding its face, because it didn't have one. It was a thing that perplexed the imagination as well as struck fear into all that beheld it. With its black katana it stlked all that enterred its realm.
The Shadow of Mount Nibel.
The Shadow had emerged four years ago, and had since dwelled in its rocky kingdom. It had first been seen by locals while fighting a group of monsters. Its black katana ripped through skin and hide alike, and its magic devastated anything that stood in its way. When the battle had finished, the Shadow whirled upon its watchers and began advancing upon them. It was only by luck that another local warrior, Aaron Valentine, and beaten it away with his own blade, that the Shadow retreated. Aaron then reported that he had merely been out looking for his brother, Damon, when the accident had happend. But despite of this, the Shadow has still reigned as sovereign on Mount Nibel. For the time being, nothing could stop it.
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*Singing oddly* Yes, we have no more chapters,
We have no more chapters for this stooooooorrrrrryy.
*Stops singing* Oh well, I guess the story's over.
Yes, I am also aware that this Epilogue is amazingly short, but I really don't care too much at this point.
~Five months later, in a very clean masion in Nibelheim (Gee, I WONDER which one?)
In the ancient and massive building that was the home of Vincent and Yuffie Valentine, a deathly silence hung. Occasionally the sound of giggeling and laughing, but mostly there was merely silence.
In the bedroom however, Vincent was trying relentlessly not to let Yuffie crush his wings. He tried lying on them himself, but that hurt. Finally, he folded them around his chest. Yuffie playfully pushed them away wrapped her arms around her husband.
"Hello." She said mischeviously.
Vincent stretched.
"What are you up to?" He asked.
Yuffie giggled.
"Nothing." She answered sweetly.
Vincent gave her a suspicious look.
"Will I get hurt?"
Yuffie giggled again.
"I don't think so."
Vincent smiled.
"So what have you got planned?"
Yuffie began explaining.
"Well, Cloud and Tifa and the others are coming over today to see how everythings going, and i thought, well, maybe you could turn into a demon or something and I could put some ketchup around your mouth. Now that would be FUN!"
Vincent chuckled.
"Sorry. I can't turn into a demon anymore. I've been exiled, remember?"
Yuffie sighed.
"You're no fun as a normal guy." She said.
Vincent apparently took affence at this.
"I have a pair of wings, a claw, red eyes, and I've been raised from the dead. How more abnormal can you get?"
Yuffie giggled.
"And its because of that claw we can't get a water-bed." She answered.
Vincent laughed.
"Little runt!" He remarked.
He pelted her with a pillow. Yuffie pulled up a pillow of her own.
"You do kow what this means, don't you? THIS MEANS WAR!" She yelled.
She hit him back. Vincent picked up another pillow and began a heavy barrage of feathery blows. Yuffie was forced to bring her pillow up protectivly as the pillows rained down on her.
"Do you capitulate?" Vincent asked, momentarily halting his attack.
Yuffie struck him straight in the face.
"I WIN!" She yelled triumphantly.
Vincent laid his pillow down.
"Yes, Queen Yufiie. You win. As victor you have one request from me." Vincent said.
Yuffie pushed him out of the bed.
"Make me breakfast!"
*Mysterious black box makes its equally mysterious re-appearance around Vincent's mid portion as he stood up, wearing nothing but his wings as clothing.*
"You could have let me get mt clothes back on." Vincent grumbled.
Yuffie laughed.
"Thats what makes it so fun!" She stated.
Vincent walked out of the room.
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Vincent could describe his home with one word. Cold. With no clothes on what-so-ever he suddenly realized that his house sore needed a furnace. He sourly walked down the stairs to the kitchen.
The door outside exploded open.
"Hi there Vinc-" Cloud stopped suddenly, having gotten a good look at Vincent.
Vincents wings folded around him.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE SO EARLY?!" He yelled.
Cloud was stupified.
"Do you even know the time?" He asked.
"OF COURSE I KNOW THE TI-" Vincent took a look at the clock. "Wow. Two a- clock, thats pretty late." Vincent gave Cloud a sheepish look.
"Do you mind leaving for a moment?" He asked.
Tifa suddenly appeared by Cloud.
"Whats wrong, Cloud?" She asked, not quite taking notice of Vincent. She looked in his direction."Oh my."
"Whats wrong Vinnie?" Yuffie called out from the bedroom.
"Oh shit!" Vincent swore. "Don't come ou-"
But it was too late. She was already walking to the stairs. As soon as she came into veiw Vincent raised a wing to cover her from veiw.
"GET OUT!" Vincent yelled.
Cloud and Tifa nearly ran away.
Jarred popped his head in to see what the problem was. His mouth dropped.
"Wow." Was all he said, then broke out laughing. He closed the door behind him.
Vincent let his wings drop, revealing a veritable family of black boxes.
"I hate those people." He remarked.
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~Twenty years later, on mount Nibel.
Many things lived on the dangerous mountain peak, but one thing ruled it. It was a thing that didn't bother hiding its face, because it didn't have one. It was a thing that perplexed the imagination as well as struck fear into all that beheld it. With its black katana it stlked all that enterred its realm.
The Shadow of Mount Nibel.
The Shadow had emerged four years ago, and had since dwelled in its rocky kingdom. It had first been seen by locals while fighting a group of monsters. Its black katana ripped through skin and hide alike, and its magic devastated anything that stood in its way. When the battle had finished, the Shadow whirled upon its watchers and began advancing upon them. It was only by luck that another local warrior, Aaron Valentine, and beaten it away with his own blade, that the Shadow retreated. Aaron then reported that he had merely been out looking for his brother, Damon, when the accident had happend. But despite of this, the Shadow has still reigned as sovereign on Mount Nibel. For the time being, nothing could stop it.
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*Singing oddly* Yes, we have no more chapters,
We have no more chapters for this stooooooorrrrrryy.
*Stops singing* Oh well, I guess the story's over.
Yes, I am also aware that this Epilogue is amazingly short, but I really don't care too much at this point.