(Stinking computer and it's lack of spell-check...)
Chapter 7
Risk
LIFE.
Vincent's eyes snapped open as Chaos' voice sounded in his mind.
'Life?'
CLOSE. DARK ENERGIES.
Even after living so long with Chaos in his mind, the powerful demon was still a mystery. Often times the things it said made little or no sense. Now being one of those times.
'What do you mean?'
Silence.
Vincent felt a frown creep across his lips as Chaos did not respond. Well, it seemed he would have to find out for himself.
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The scene had not changed at all in the past half hour. Cloud, suspended by a Float spell, and the monster, circling below. The young Cetra was unsure of how much longer he could keep his spell active, as his energy was running dangerously low. Even now he was fighting a losing battle to remain consious. He shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his blurry vision.
'I've got to think of something quick!'
Wait...now he felt slightly stupid.
Cursing at his own incompetance, Cloud released his mental hold on Float, and fell...
Right onto the monster's back.
Wasting no time, he began to quickly focus his energies again. If this didn't work...well, he wasn't too comfortable thinking about that.
"~Stop~!"
As expected, the monster froze in place. Cloud sighed in relief, but then looked around quickly for a way out, all while keeping focused on the Stop spell to extend it's effects. What he wouldn't give for one of his mother's nasty potions right now...
He forced the thought away, but not before a lone tear made it's way down his cheek. His attention was immediately returned to the matter at hand, and he continued his search for an exit. There, at the other end of the hall, was a door. He might be able to get out from there, or at least to somewhere safer. But suppose it was locked?
'Well, I can either stand here and get killed, or I can run for the door and have a chance to live. What have I got to lose?'
It was then that his focus was broken by something that sounded quite like a gun shot...
('Nother extra short chap. I might have the next out by tommorow. Maybe.)
-Diamond Weapon
Chapter 7
Risk
LIFE.
Vincent's eyes snapped open as Chaos' voice sounded in his mind.
'Life?'
CLOSE. DARK ENERGIES.
Even after living so long with Chaos in his mind, the powerful demon was still a mystery. Often times the things it said made little or no sense. Now being one of those times.
'What do you mean?'
Silence.
Vincent felt a frown creep across his lips as Chaos did not respond. Well, it seemed he would have to find out for himself.
_______________________________________________________________________
The scene had not changed at all in the past half hour. Cloud, suspended by a Float spell, and the monster, circling below. The young Cetra was unsure of how much longer he could keep his spell active, as his energy was running dangerously low. Even now he was fighting a losing battle to remain consious. He shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his blurry vision.
'I've got to think of something quick!'
Wait...now he felt slightly stupid.
Cursing at his own incompetance, Cloud released his mental hold on Float, and fell...
Right onto the monster's back.
Wasting no time, he began to quickly focus his energies again. If this didn't work...well, he wasn't too comfortable thinking about that.
"~Stop~!"
As expected, the monster froze in place. Cloud sighed in relief, but then looked around quickly for a way out, all while keeping focused on the Stop spell to extend it's effects. What he wouldn't give for one of his mother's nasty potions right now...
He forced the thought away, but not before a lone tear made it's way down his cheek. His attention was immediately returned to the matter at hand, and he continued his search for an exit. There, at the other end of the hall, was a door. He might be able to get out from there, or at least to somewhere safer. But suppose it was locked?
'Well, I can either stand here and get killed, or I can run for the door and have a chance to live. What have I got to lose?'
It was then that his focus was broken by something that sounded quite like a gun shot...
('Nother extra short chap. I might have the next out by tommorow. Maybe.)
-Diamond Weapon