(Whoo-hoo! 59 reviews! Sooooooo happy! Ehem, well, anyway, enjoy this
chapter! *Sora grin*
Sora: *Strike Raids Di*
Oww! What the hell'd you do that for?!
Sora: *goes off to get his grin copyright-ed*
Oh, and unless a good amount of people protest otherwise, Guardian of the Promised Land will be an abandoned project so I can spend more time on the fics that people actually like! ^_^; Oh, and I will not update Hatred again until Cloud's Shadow is complete, but don't worry, there are only three more chapters left in it any way! Well, enough rambling for now!)
~Snow; the Deliverer of Memories~
Cloud hated snow.
He was not sure why, but his contempt for the stuff grew as he observed it blanketing the area around the castle in which he, at present, resided. Dark violet eyes glared out one of the windows at the scenery. Why he even continued to watch was lost to him, but at the moment it did not seem particularly important.
The Shadow Hunter was bored out of his mind; Leon was resting after learning the first of two uses of his Magic, the "Spirit Disruption", Ansem was currently nowhere to be found, and there was generally nothing else he could do, except for talking to the Demon, which was one of his least favorite activities. Or...
He scowled for not thinking of it sooner. He could always go to Traverse Town. After all, at least Zack and Tifa were people he could talk to. He nodded to himself, deciding to go. He opened a Shadow Tunnel and passed through, appearing just outside of the city's gates. It had been about two weeks since he had been there, hadn't it?
He pushed the doors open, their hinges giving off a sound almost like nails on a chalkboard. Entering, he saw nothing was really any different than when he had last been in the city, besides the snow, which was still falling steadily, much to his annoyance. He walked a few steps, only to be hit in the side of the face with a snowball. The cold was not what bothered him, but the fact that he had been hit in the first place. He turned a menacing glare on a group of young children, who all paled noticably, then ran for all they were worth. Cloud muttered a few curses under his breath, then continued to walk onwards.
A good five minutes later, he arrived at the Seventh Heaven, making his way inside. Tifa and Zack were pleasantly surprised to see him, and the two had him sit down and tell them about what had happened and where he had been the past two weeks. He gave them an edited version of the events, not sure if he should be telling them this at all. After his story was finished, they nodded in understanding, perhaps not quite sure if all of the things he said were true.
Afterwards, the three could be found talking about a certain event that Cloud was somewhat uncomfortable discussing. It had started like so.
"Hey, Teef, isn't the winter festival coming up in a few weeks?"
"Yeah. Why do you ask, Zack?"
"Dunno. Just wondering. Hey," here he turned to Cloud, "Think you'd come?"
"Doubtful."
"Hey, even you might enjoy it, Cloud!" Tifa said.
"I...will consider it."
After that, the Shadow Hunter had fallen silent as his two comrades continued to discuss the festival. As much as he disliked socializing most of the time, why would they think he was the sort of person who would want to go to such an event? He looked out at the snow which still fell, the cold causing little frost patterns on the windows. And thus, his memories came again.
He stared out the window as the snow fell, and found himself already beginning to dislike the Icicle Inn. Cloud had never liked snow, not since he was a child. He muttered a few incoherant things, then lay back on the small bed, returning to the book he had been reading. A slight rapping on his door caused him to look up.
"Come in," he said, and She entered.
"Hi, Cloud!"
"Hello, Aerith."
Cloud fell out of his chair. Literally.
('Kay, that was short. But that's okay. Yes, it has been revealed! 'She' is Aerith! Not really surprising, but oh well. Oh, and happy new year everybody! ^-^
Naomi: Hey Di. Whatever happened to Ansem?
I...uh...totally forgot about him... ^_^;;
Naomi: -_-;;)
Sora: *Strike Raids Di*
Oww! What the hell'd you do that for?!
Sora: *goes off to get his grin copyright-ed*
Oh, and unless a good amount of people protest otherwise, Guardian of the Promised Land will be an abandoned project so I can spend more time on the fics that people actually like! ^_^; Oh, and I will not update Hatred again until Cloud's Shadow is complete, but don't worry, there are only three more chapters left in it any way! Well, enough rambling for now!)
~Snow; the Deliverer of Memories~
Cloud hated snow.
He was not sure why, but his contempt for the stuff grew as he observed it blanketing the area around the castle in which he, at present, resided. Dark violet eyes glared out one of the windows at the scenery. Why he even continued to watch was lost to him, but at the moment it did not seem particularly important.
The Shadow Hunter was bored out of his mind; Leon was resting after learning the first of two uses of his Magic, the "Spirit Disruption", Ansem was currently nowhere to be found, and there was generally nothing else he could do, except for talking to the Demon, which was one of his least favorite activities. Or...
He scowled for not thinking of it sooner. He could always go to Traverse Town. After all, at least Zack and Tifa were people he could talk to. He nodded to himself, deciding to go. He opened a Shadow Tunnel and passed through, appearing just outside of the city's gates. It had been about two weeks since he had been there, hadn't it?
He pushed the doors open, their hinges giving off a sound almost like nails on a chalkboard. Entering, he saw nothing was really any different than when he had last been in the city, besides the snow, which was still falling steadily, much to his annoyance. He walked a few steps, only to be hit in the side of the face with a snowball. The cold was not what bothered him, but the fact that he had been hit in the first place. He turned a menacing glare on a group of young children, who all paled noticably, then ran for all they were worth. Cloud muttered a few curses under his breath, then continued to walk onwards.
A good five minutes later, he arrived at the Seventh Heaven, making his way inside. Tifa and Zack were pleasantly surprised to see him, and the two had him sit down and tell them about what had happened and where he had been the past two weeks. He gave them an edited version of the events, not sure if he should be telling them this at all. After his story was finished, they nodded in understanding, perhaps not quite sure if all of the things he said were true.
Afterwards, the three could be found talking about a certain event that Cloud was somewhat uncomfortable discussing. It had started like so.
"Hey, Teef, isn't the winter festival coming up in a few weeks?"
"Yeah. Why do you ask, Zack?"
"Dunno. Just wondering. Hey," here he turned to Cloud, "Think you'd come?"
"Doubtful."
"Hey, even you might enjoy it, Cloud!" Tifa said.
"I...will consider it."
After that, the Shadow Hunter had fallen silent as his two comrades continued to discuss the festival. As much as he disliked socializing most of the time, why would they think he was the sort of person who would want to go to such an event? He looked out at the snow which still fell, the cold causing little frost patterns on the windows. And thus, his memories came again.
He stared out the window as the snow fell, and found himself already beginning to dislike the Icicle Inn. Cloud had never liked snow, not since he was a child. He muttered a few incoherant things, then lay back on the small bed, returning to the book he had been reading. A slight rapping on his door caused him to look up.
"Come in," he said, and She entered.
"Hi, Cloud!"
"Hello, Aerith."
Cloud fell out of his chair. Literally.
('Kay, that was short. But that's okay. Yes, it has been revealed! 'She' is Aerith! Not really surprising, but oh well. Oh, and happy new year everybody! ^-^
Naomi: Hey Di. Whatever happened to Ansem?
I...uh...totally forgot about him... ^_^;;
Naomi: -_-;;)