Interview with a Vampire

Disclaimer: I understand that Vincent and most of the characters here are MUSES and are copyright of Square and PlaOnline...Yippie! With that said, I hope you read; and understand, the next chapter of this touching tale...

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Godsend/Christmas Carols

Vincent lay asleep, so to speak due to his Coma, on the hot, tropical bed. Many of the townspeople were spending their Chirstmas Holidays with family, so most of the doctors thought it ok to leave Vince in the bed alone just for one night. They had heard of many miracles on the night of Christmas Eve, but there wern't many. Vincent was staring into space when Tifa snuck into the hospital to try and smuggle Vincent out and bring him to the shack she stays in for the holidays. Vincent was not easy to carry out since he was quite heavy for Tifa Lockhart of Nibelheim.

"You got him, Tifa???" A familiar voice echoed in the distance.

"Yea, unnnggh, I got him Cloud." Tifa replied

"Here, lemme help you. uuuwahh!" Cloud took the upper part of Vince's body and they began to carry him to the shack on the shoreline in the dsitance, but not considerably far.

In Vincent's mind, he was reliving his life up to now, every hour that went by on Gaia Time, was a couple of months inside his mind. Children raced by, while Vincent practiced piano but kept an eye out the window that the children were right outside of. Young Vincent wished he could have played with them at the time, but he was too afraid of what they would think about his arm brace. He was afraid. Vincent is now at his hous 3 months later, moving to Shinra Mansion in Nibelheim. Lucrecia waits at the gates as the caretaker's daughter as she takes the faimilie's bags from the carriage. Lucrecia sneaks glimpses of his arm brace, but does not dare stare as mysterious as he may be already. The image of her face imprinted on his mind for a secondd as everything just stopped, then a scene of him and a group of kids daring him to climb Mt. Nibel. He refuses, but is beaten badly by the mob. Reluctantly, he goes finally. He brought his father's duel pair of quicksilvers for defense and intimidation in case they beat him up again. He got to the bridge, then fell. He shot the rope attached to the bridge, making it fall on accident. Seeing a little girl with a cowboy hat fall from it was the image that was imprinted this time before the scene changed again to a year later. Vincent Valentine's father passes away and Vince is left all his possesions along with his mother. vincent sifts throught the belongings and valueables. His father's duel quicksilvers are imprinted this time. The events leading to his adulthood now flash rapidly before his eyes, Lucrecia...too fast, didn't see. Tifa...too fast, just missed it. The kid with the black spiked hair and his lackeys...saw that, too slow.

"I found it." It echoed throughout his own mind several times. His reason for his hatred, all these things. Everything.

"Please, show me more." That echoed and faded slightly more faster.

Once more, the images flashed before his eyes until he was blinded by what he was not supposed to see, which was the future. Although it looked short and grim, he supposed it was if he didn't change. This was altogether turning into a reality "A Christmas Carol". His reflecting on the past, his life, his hatred for everyone...except Lucrecia. He hated it, he wanted out. This was all too confusing.

Meanwhile, Cloud and Tifa kept scaring him to make him flinch wildy, hoping for a convulsino, but not fatal. This was dangerous they knew, but to wake their best friend up, they would have to. Besides, he would die anyways if they didn't help him now. They had nothing to lose. Flinch. Blink. Flinch. Blink. Blink. One after the other.

"Cloud? Tifa?" It was like a window, but he couldn't sayor do anything...they were there just blinking, it was maddening.

"LET ME OUT." Everything went black.

Vincent fell onto the ground and he dreamed, not his childhood, he really dreamed. He was going to be ok! Vincent was shaken and stirred so many times he woke himself up. He dreamed.

"Tifa, is he-" Cloud said without all the details, which was by the way, one word anyways.

"No, he's sleeping" Tifa started to sob and Cloud kissed Tifa on the forhead and held her in his arms.

Years passed by while Vincent never missed any of it. It was a fairytale and he was the most joyous of them all. It was like the perfect ending to a fairytale, he kicked Elena out of his old Manor and began to play lively songs on his piano, with the shattered Buddha figurine on the Fireplace mantel. everday he would pray and say thanks to the demon, for setting him free and showing the truth to him. The truth. Maybe it really WAS a godsend to have that demon kill Lucrecia, maybe it was for Vincent and her. She was one of the lifestream now, all around him. He found flowers beginning to grow in the ballroom through the cracks in the floor illuminted by an eerie light that would never be smothered. The dark plases were now gone both in his life and his mansion, it was amazing. The perfect ending to a 'Once upon a time'...is 'And they lived happily ever after'.

The End.

How'd you like the story? i was tired so i'm sorry if it jumped in this chapter, ch. 1 was a LOT better in my opinion, please, review, review review! Please no flames people!