I must say that I am impressed. I disappear for a couple of years and when the familiar ardor for ff7 strikes me and I come back, I see that the game is still all the rage. So, as I reflected on stories that seemed so ancient, yours truly has decided to incorporate all that was lost into one. Be forewarned that this bit contains strong language, mature themes; it is your every drop of a 'dark' fic.

D A N G E R O U S
prelude

It all began as a simple theory, really. There had been no possible way of testing that theory without being killed at the end of the night. Our kind had always been nefarious and sly and there was not a drop of remorse in our blood. All that thrived in our flowing veins was the determination to live on through countless generations and that we would stop at nothing to gain that hopeful existence. Unfortunately, that theory was shot down by the very woman who delivered us from Gehenna. Jenova.

What is this theory you may ask? Well, the idea is simple, really: Is it possible for a vampire to love or, generally speaking, even feel?

The idea in itself was ridiculous if not just a load of bullshit.

But, Wonder Woman herself decided to throw away all our morals and fall in love with one of our most-hated adversaries: one of the damned wingéd folk up above. In fact, this man she fell in love with was a reincarnate of one of her sons. Call it a bizarre incestuous relationship if you will.

So there begins the start of the gradual changes of our kind. The theory has been stated, tested, and proved.

We can feel.

Fuck.

+ -- END PRELUDE -- +

Any guess as to whom the speaker is? At any rate, I apologize for the un-lengthy chapter – next will be long enough to pop your eyes from their sockets. Let me explain a few things first: one, most of the story will be written in a narrator's P.O.V. with several insertions of secret character monologues (i.e. this chapter) that will, in due time, be revealed. Second, the next chapter begins the plot that leads up to this chapter...