Chapter 8: Worried Sick

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It would be a battle to remember, that much was for sure. The tension, the wind howling, and his former apprentice, no, it wasn't Tseng. Only a mere shell, cloned to look exactly like him. He didn't want to fight Tseng, he never had, but. he had to. It was his duty as Tseng's superior to stop *him* from stepping all over his apprentice's name. Chaos, sensing Vincent's anger, couldn't help but feel a bit excited also. He might be able for a few brief moments to escape the bonds that held him and breath again, though he could be patient, watching and waiting. "Then, shall we get started?" Kojin said, cracking his knuckles, though his gun was drawn, and Kakyuu was behind, grenades in both hands, ready to throw them at a moment's notice. Vincent was standing off to the side, face blank, though his eyes blazed with an unknown fury, something that possibly no one could understand. "It's about time we get this over with." Elena stated, eyes wide and blank, and she managed a semi non-monotone voice, sounding a bit agitated and bored. "Yes, let's." Vincent said in a deep his, raising his gun and giving a shot in an instant, barely missing Tseng. The battle had begun.

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Tifa gasped, giving a slight groan of pain as she stood up, trying to figure out what was going on. She hadn't felt this sick since she had gotten such a high fever after Sephiroth had nearly killed her. It wasn't time for those memories in the least, and she sighed, panting as she tried to catch her breath, her hand clamped on her forehead, which was burning. Something wasn't right, something was horribly wrong. The knot in her stomach earlier had grown, until the point she thought it had been a normal cramp, but now, but now. She gave another slight groan, forcing herself to look out the window. The sun was just setting, and the ring around the sun was a blood red, almost as red as his eyes. "Vincent." She whimpered, hand putting a hand to her stomach, flinching slightly as she lowered herself again. "Please be okay."

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Vincent nimbly dodged a punch Tseng had given, launching a fist of his own, catching his apprentice on the chin, sending him flying back, landing on his feet. With a slight grin on his otherwise poker face, Tseng wiped the blood that dripped from the corner of his lips and stood again, getting into another battle stance. Kojin was having a fine enough time with Rude, who packed quite a punch. This bruise on his chest already proved it, but Rude himself wasn't unharmed. Two bullets had already embedded themselves in his massive leg, though the bald giant showed no signs of slowing down. Kakyuu, however, was barely dodging the grenades Elena was throwing, seemingly at random, but with an expert eye and aim, leaving Kakyuu running around like some fly. He, however, was still able to retaliate, and the craters around Elena proved so. "Enough games!" Tseng yelled, lunging forward at incredible speed, fist forward. Vincent blocked, taking his arm and throwing the clone over with the grace and speed of one who practiced the maneuver several times before, and to finish the routine, had his gun out before anyone could blink. Tseng's blank eyes bored into his, and for once in his life, Vincent felt a slight hesitation. He couldn't just kill his apprentice, even if it was only a clone of him. He had been rather fond of Tseng, against his superiors wishes, and killing even a clone of him made him a little uneasy. A sudden surprise from Kojin quickly jerked him back to reality, and the bullet was fired, just as an explosion rocked the planet somewhere behind him, sending his hair and cape fluttering, his blood red eyes expressionless as he pulled the trigger. Kojin had quickly dispatched of the bald Turk soon after, dashing away for a quick second and raising the gun, firing with expert aim and watching with an almost mournful expression as the clone of the Turk fell. Even if Kojin had killed many people, some without reason, he could never get used to such dirty work. With yet another death to his name, Kojin turned to face Kakyuu, who had somehow gotten close enough to Elena to wield the dagger he kept hidden in his pant leg. With the last of the clones dispatched, Kakyuu turned to his comrades, giving a small smile and a thumbs up sign. "Is that all?" Kojin asked cautiously, looking over at Vincent, who was standing over the body of the clone of Tseng, eyes roving around the body. "I suppose." Kakyuu said, appearing behind the man, glancing over at Vincent. The adrenaline rush of battle had quickly left his system, and the cold reality of the place was once again getting to him, his teeth chattering again. "Something wrong Valentine?" Kojin asked, hovering over Vincent's shoulder, then turned, sensing another's presence. "Well, I have to admit, that's pretty impressive, for someone of your age." They all turned, and Vincent's eyebrow raised for a moment. "What are you here for, Reno?" he asked, and Kojin gave a slight nod, as if to confirm it was indeed the Turk Reno. He liked to keep tabs on the ex- Shinra workers, so if one turned up missing he could help them escape from Halidon, or whoever was running the circus now. Reno just gave a slight shrug, looking around at the bodies that had piled up, the craters in the battlefield, and finally, his eyes settled on Tseng, an almost pained expression flashed on his face. "I wanted to check this whole lot out, and maybe bust Rude and Elena out of the place." Reno said in a business like tone, eyes scanning over Tseng's lifeless form, and with a slight sigh, he turned. "You'll be wanting to know where Tifa is, won't you?" Reno asked, and Vincent straightened, eyes instantly glaring at Reno, suspicious. Reno gave a slight grin, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Don't look so surprised, Vampy. I figured someone like Tifa would crack through your stony ass. Well, let's go. I think Elena will be pissed off at me if I let anyone clone herself, and get her perfect manicured nails dirty." Reno stated, turning and heading down the mountain, Vincent following, ignoring Kakyuu's glare. "He says it's here, but he says it's down there! Make up your f***ing minds already!" Kakyuu complained, turning and following the two down the hill. Kojin gave a glance over his shoulder, surveying the battlefield. Who else could they have cloned, he wondered, before turning and exiting along with his comrades.

~*Author's Notes*~ Sorry it's so choppy and short, but I'm not really good with battle scenes. I know I promised to get this chapter out soon, but I have three other fics to work on, so please be patient! Well, anyway, thank you so much to you who reviewed! Oh, and TheHighwaywoman won the contest! Congrats! Contact me with your request, and I'll see what I can do for you! *waves* See you guys later, don't forget to read and review!