My Dead Angel

Chapter 8- Could it be?

The guard drew in a hasty breath, this was his watch and he would be the one to receive the blame. If only the damn fool would answer. Running a hand through his greasy unkempt hair he walked over to where Reeve lay and checked for a pulse. Reeve's face was extremely pale, close to a ghastly white; his eyes were rolled into the back of his head and he was somewhat rigid or stiff... The guard shook his head as he grabbed Reeve's limp arm roughly and put two fingers on his wrist to see if there was a pulse. After about thirty seconds....

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Yuffie and Vincent sighed, the place was cold and damp. They had been walking for some time before they came to a different section of the cave. And it split off into two directions. Though it was rather hard to tell considering the fact that now they cave was no longer a gray cold color. It had crystalline like walls, that reflected everything and yet they seemed to give off only one thing of themselves. A bluish-hue light...it was bright enough to light the whole entire small room yet not bright enough to make it difficult to see around you. " So...where to now?" Yuffie looked uncertainly at the many halls, only two were real. The rest were just mirrors... Vincent's eyes searched everywhere, he had pinpointed one and remembered to leave something at the end of the tunnel they came through in case they were in a hurry. Vincent noticed the other one, it was to their far right. " Over there." He pointed and then they now had the task of figuring out which one to go to first.

" Should we wait for the others now? Or continue going?" Vincent eyed Yuffie, it would be better if they were in numbers though it would be crowded in the narrow hallways. Yuffie shook her head, " No, we should continue..." Nodding his head slightly at her he put his organic hand in hers then they chose the first one that he had noticed and walked.

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Colantel shook his head, he had just been informed that their prisoner, Reeve, was almost dead. Meaning he needed medical care...again and quickly. Obviously during his "visit" here he got seriously ill due to the conditions of his cell and his immune system was already weak due to the fact he was fighting a disease. He's more trouble than he is worth. Hmph... Shaking his head he stood up and walked over to the small chest. On top lay a locket...Aya's locket.... the one he would have given her had she not died...had her house not caught on fire. Shaking his head to clear the thoughts he briskly walked over to the other quarters where Jet resided. He would talk to him about Reeve and the current situation they were in.

Reeve would be too weak to travel and they couldn't risk him dying on them...besides his part was still yet to be played. Colantel smirked as he walked down the halls his steps echoing through the hallways. They had relocated as soon as he got back from the little squabble with Yuffie. He rather not call it fight, for no one necessarily died. Sighing slightly as he made his way through the winding halls he came across two double doors. With strange markings on them, smiling to himself he knocked once out of courtesy before opening the door and walking in.

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Jet grumbled something incoherent as he heard a knock on the door. Today he wanted to sleep in, or at least try and sleep in. Though he was failing miserably. Sighing to himself once more as he heard the door open and a click resounding they had closed it, he threw the sheets off of the bed and sat up. His hair was no longer the perfect spiked style it was before, in stead it was just a mop of hair. Nothing more, he had been rejected by Yuffie...his only true love. " I love you Vinnie..." It kept ringing in his head, he was not the one she loved. Why couldn't he move on? Colantel smirked as he saw Jet kick the covers off and groggily stare at him. Jet was here indeed, but he wasn't here in mind. " Thinking again?" Jet glared at him slightly..

" It's only 10:30am can't I get some sleep?" Colantel chuckled slightly, " I heard our prisoner is fighting a disease?" Jet sighed slightly before getting up and walking over to his bathroom. " Yeah, they said he's had it for I don't know...six years? Been battling it for quite some time, it hasn't taken over till now..." " What does he have?" " They've never seen it before, though they know what it does." Colantel raised an eyebrow slightly at Jet, though Jet couldn't see it but he could picture it. " And what does it do?" Jet grabbed his toothbrush and toothpaste and was about to brush his teeth; but decided to answer Colantel's question first. " Basically, it attacks the memory and nerve system. First it will effect his memory, making it difficult for him to remember things in his childhood. Gradually it will work its way up where he won't remember what he did thirty seconds ago. Then after its done completing that small task of removing his memories it begins to attack the nerve system. He will lose feeling in his fingers and so on. They said he was close to a breakthrough. Then, we captured him, due to his cell conditions it only weakened him and increased the disease's chance of winning."

After that was said, Jet stuck the toothbrush in his mouth, closed the door and got prepared for the day. " How peculiar... all he needs is the ring to heal him..." Shaking his head Colantel turned around and walked away.

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Cloud rolled over slightly pulling Tifa with him. Even though they were in a tent it was deathly cold. He couldn't understand how Red didn't even complain. Well then again he did have a fur coat. Sighing slightly he sat up. " What's wrong?" Cloud jumped slightly, " Tifa, you're awake...did I wake you?" She shook her head before wrapping her tan arms around his waist and giving him a kiss on the hand. " Of course not...but something seems to be bothering you.." " I just have a feeling that Yuffie and Vincent went ahead without us..." " Should we check?" He nodded his head, grabbing his armor and other articles of things. " Go wake everyone up Tif..." She nodded her head slightly as she pulled on her wooly sweater and jacket. " Okay." Giving him a quick peck on the cheek she unzipped the tent and stepped out to the icy world.

Drawing in a deep breath Tifa blew out steamy puffs of clouds. It was definitely cold out here, so cold that she wanted to crawl back inside the tent. She wanted to wrap her hands back around Cloud and just sleep. But she couldn't leave a friend in need, she would never do that. It wasn't right. Sighing she treaded slowly over to where Red lay inside a tent with Cait Sith. Cait Sith couldn't feel the cold but Red could. Opening the flap she crawled inside and patted Red on the head. One sleepy golden eye opened. " Tifa, you have awoken. I believe you slept well?" She nodded her head, Red seemed to always be so nice and considerate. " Yup, Cloud wants everybody up and ready to go to the cave. He has a hunch Yuffie and Vincent left. So could you wake everyone up for me while I go and see if they are still in their tent please?" Red nodded his head and silently padded out of the tent. Turning around Tifa flicked the ON switch on Cait Sith before explaining the details.

AN- =D I got the chapter out! Aren't you all proud of me? ^^ Anyways, I hope you all liked this chapter PLEASE R&R!!!!!!! Sorry it took so long, I was restricted from internet for THREE DAYS! all because of my sister...we got this gay *ahem* thing going on where one gets in trouble the other does too... ::sigh:: i have to go now...=[ hope you all like this chapter.

Millenia