(Author's Note: Hey…well…here's chapter 3! Hope everyone likes this so far! Enjoy!)
Disclaimer: FF7 and Squaresoft are not mine. Any other characters are.
Chapter 3
Everything was black but not silent. The cold air was filled with pain filled screams and cries full of fear. Shadows danced in the light of the flames from the raging fire burning everything in its path. The wind roared with the flames…bringing with it blasts of freezing cold ice. People were running everywhere trying to escape but without luck…a dark shadow over took them.
One pain filled cry stood out among the rest. Chains rattled as their prisoner tried to escape the sounds….haunting memories…of a past life…
The young man lashed out trying to free himself but did not have the strength needed to brake the chains that held him. Dull long silver hair fell limply into his once handsome face that was now twisted in pain. His glowing green/blue eyes were no longer bright but were dull…lifeless…clouded with pain and…fear?
Pain raced through him leaving him on his hands and knees panting for breath. He shook violently, arms wrapped around himself to protect and make him seem smaller.
He regretted everything he had done…but it had started in his weakest moment…the monster had spoken to him and he had listened.
Many innocent people had lost their lives because of him…he had almost wiped out the planet in his time of madness.
'But…how can I leave all the blame on that monster? I was the one who listened to her harsh words that were covered in honey…it was me who killed all those people…my fault…my sin…' the last few words raced through his mind. No matter how hard he tried to forget something always would remind him of the horrible wrongs he had done…to her most of all. She had only been kneeling there…praying…
The monster had screamed at him to kill her…end her life before she ruined his plans…and he had listened. He instantly regretted the picture that came to mind. She knelt on a crystal alter hands clasped before her and her eyes closed in prayer. Her long golden brown hair was shown to have a red glitter in the bright sun that shone down on her. When his puppet had failed to kill her he had jumped holding his long blade in front of him and pointed down.
He felt the blade pass through her as his feet hit the ground. He straightened and the sinister grin spread across his face. Her eyes had opened. Though he couldn't see them from his position he knew that they were a soft emerald green…as soft as the smile that appeared as they closed and he pulled his blade free…
The pain returned almost doubled. He closed his eyes tightly praying that the darkness would consume him…but it never did. Finally the pain stopped, leaving him a huddled broken form on the ground…a prisoner wrapped in chains…
The screams slowly faded. The only sound was his labored breathing. He sat up when it was under control. 'It's over…for now…maybe I can rest…' he wanted to drift off to a sleep like state but as soon as his eyes closed pain washed through him and the screams began again. 'Haven't I suffered enough?! Haven't I been sinned against?'
More memories…a cold room…a cell…rough hands dragged the poor boy away from it…down empty cold hallways…towards an even colder place.
This new room was frozen with cold. It was filled with machines, wires, tubes, strange things…and glowing substances. The lights glared down upon him as he lay on a hard cold metal table. Straps around his wrists, ankles, waist, and even a loose one around his neck held him in place as the Professor walked closer. Not a word was said as buttons were pushed and 5 needles lowered from the machine above him to pierce his skin…he let out a pain filled cry that echoed around the lab and in his black abyss as the glowing substance met his blood…'Please…let the pain stop…let me rest…'
But there would be no rest for him…not after what he had done. No…never would there be a place for this broken, fallen angel…Angel? No…he was no angel…he was a demon…But then no. Not even that word could describe the darkness that lived in his soul. All he would know was pain from now on…but…what was this feeling in the back of his shattered mind…of being called to return…? Return? To what?
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