Final Fantasy Remix: Part Three

Disclaimer: I do not own the Final Fantasy 7 characters, they are owned by SquareEnix. Nor do I own the Neon Genesis Evangelion characters, they are owned by Gainax. If SquareEnix ever found out what I was about to do to their characters I'm pretty sure they'd send a hit squad after me. This story is rated R and in this chapter you'll find out why, but I assure you, I'm not a smut writer. I think, nor am a yaoi writer. I'm not lying, I promise.

Key: " " denotes speech

' ' denotes thought
_ _ denotes emphasis
*** denotes scene change (Wish upon a shooting star, kill the author before he gets too far.)

Cloud opened the old door and promptly shut it again, 'This isn't happening, it's like the whole town is on fire!' The smoke from the burning buildings was starting to pour in and the acrid smell of burning bodies filled his nostrils. "Wh. what's happening?" He started to look around for Vincent but couldn't find the elusive figure anywhere, "Vincent?"

An arm wrapped itself around his chest but when he tried to scream in terror gloved fingers wrapped around his mouth, "Shh. be quiet, if you scream, they'll hear you."

At first he struggled against the mysterious assailant but gave up quickly, it wasn't going to work he was too strong. As he overcame the initial shock and started to regain his composure the hand that was starting to restrict his breathing lowered, "Vincent? Is that you?"

Strong arms whirled him around until he was face to face with the red- eyed man, a finger came up to his lips issuing him to be silent, "Cloud, I need you to be very _very_ silent, there's a hidden door in the back of this house, we're going to get out of here."

Cloud looked back to the door, "But can't we help anyone? My friends are out there, and my mother."

Vincent slowly shook his head, "I'm sorry Cloud, there's nothing we can do for them, if we try to help, we'll only end up dead too."

Cloud couldn't take it anymore, he collapsed on his knees as tiny droplets of water began hitting the floor, "But, who would do this? Why? We never did anything to anybody! We just wanted to live in peace."

A booming voice coming from the ceiling above replied him, "It's simple really! Due to the meddling of some idiotic townsfolk in Nibelheim decided that it would be fun to mess around with ShinRa equipment! Then, they unleashed a monster in the old mansion that was kept frozen for retrieval at a later date! ShinRa got word of this but by the time the army could arrive the once sleepy town of Nibelheim was nothing more than ashes left in the ground!"

Cloud looked up but only saw darkness, but Vincent seem to see something more, ".Sephiroth."

He could hear the distant sound to clapping and a shadow emerge from the darkness and land gracefully on the floorboards below. The figure seemed like a nightmare wrapped in the guise of an angel, long whitish gray hair cascaded down his back and cold green eyes the same color as Mako seemed to gaze right into his soul with mocking laughter, he was dressed all in black with an overly large sword kept at his side, 'So this is the general of the ShinRa army.'

The nightmare leveled his eyes in the direction of Cloud's new acquaintance, "It's good to know you haven't been damaged too badly during your long sleep, Vincent."

Vincent was in front of him but the anger in his voice seemed seeped into every action the crimson-eyed man was taking, "You monster! You did this, didn't you? To think I once called you a friend!" Laughter, cruel, malicious, insane laughter was Vincent's only reply. "Enough of this! I'll kill you right here and now!"

The fight began with Cloud looking on, everything seemed to speed up as Sephiroth and Vincent began their martial duel. He could catch barely anything, a kick, a punch, it was all happening so fast, how were they doing it? But just as his eyes were beginning to adjust Sephiroth delivered a right cross that sent Vincent to the floor. Vincent was struggling to get up as the blade went down, again, and again, and again, blood flew everywhere all the while Sephiroth laughed that insane laugh of his. "Vincent!" Cloud began to rush to his comrade's aid when he felt something contact his face and send him flying backwards into the wall and finally sprawled on his back.

Blood was running from the side of his mouth where the hand had connected with his face, he was pretty sure he heard the wall creak when he connected but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes. The footsteps he had started hearing after he landed were getting nearer, just as he thought Sephiroth was going to step on his head the footsteps stopped abruptly. The sound of a sword being sheathed gave him a little comfort but not enough. The sound of creaking leather was next, then he felt something, something was tickling the base of his throat and slowly move it's way up to his chin. It then left for a moment and started again at the bottom of where the blood was running and ran up his cheek to his lips and circled them. As the ticklish sensation left him once again he opened his eyes, cold Mako tainted green eyes greeted him, Cloud noticed there was a smile on the general's thin lips and Cloud tried to summon up one last ounce of strength to yell for help, fight back, do something! But all that came out was "Nnnnn."

* * * (Twinkle, twinkle, little star, glad this thing's only rated R.)

Cold, that was how he felt, he had tried to wrap the blankets around him as best he could but he still felt cold inside. Sephiroth had just left and his body ached all over. He just wanted to die, but something kept stopping him, he wanted to believe it was hope, but it wasn't, he was sure Sephiroth would just find a way to bring him back and hurt him even worse. He could hear screaming coming from the other tent, he felt sorry for those girls, Sephiroth had told him that only he was allowed to see him but the rest of the army came to those girls, they were from Nibelheim, they had been captured, now. now. Cloud started to cry, he cried for Vincent, he cried for his lost mother, he cried for his town and all of his friends, he even cried for himself, but mostly, he cried for those girls in the tent next to his.

* * * (Now the author's gone too far, you've come too late to call the star.)

The caravan would be arriving in Costa del Sol tomorrow night, so he had to make his move now. He had been following the ShinRa army for six days now and he had just caught up with them. He would have to be sneaky and use every trick they had in the book to get past the perimeter defenses, after that, he wasn't sure, but he had to do it, he owed a newly acquired prisoner debt, "Cloud, I'm sorry for what happened, I'll rescue you or die trying."

Author's Notes: Damn, I'm evil. I guess it that might be the reason I gave myself the name Cruel Shadow. I feel really sorry for Cloud, don't get me wrong, I'm not a yaoi fan or anything, I just wanted to show everyone how fucked up my Sephiroth is compared to the original. I think I did a great job. I feel sorry for those girls too, but that's how war is, victor's spoils and what not, just because I don't like it doesn't mean it doesn't happen. Hmm. I think if anyone had read the original version, they'd probably like that better, you know. 3rd Chapter was funny, Mukki came along and hit on Cloud and everyone went to Cosmo Canyon to meet Zack and Aeris, kinda lightened the blow for him and the audience after the destruction of Nibelheim. Well, I fucked that in the ass! Literally! Don't worry Mukki will make an appearance or too and I promise he won't be crucified to a telephone poll they come along. Oh! And about Zack and Aeris! They're in here. somewhere. Cloud cries a lot for nameless girls. doesn't he? I would now I would like to take this remaining time to tell you all that I have NO beta-testers! If you would like the job, simply put your e-mail address in a review and you'll probably get it. That being said, you would also get an honorable mention in every forthcoming chapter and a chance to make an impact on the script, if you want to. Sorry this is so late, I was kind of nervous about this chapter, what with all the angst involved and such.

AND NOW TO LIGHTEN THE MOOD THE AUTHOR HAS ORDERED THE FIRST OMAKE!

"You want me to what?" Sephiroth started that the director long and hard before starting to draw his fake sword, sure, it was made of plastic, but it'd still hurt like hell.

The stagehand began to back away nervously, "I want you to uhh. lick Cloud, it's in the scene!"

The answer was resolute, he'd never do anything like that, "Hell, no."

A figure appeared from the darkness, not much could be seen of him except that he was sitting at a desk with his white-gloved fingers intertwined across his face making it impossible to see his mouth. Glasses reflected off the stage light in such a way that it was impossible to see his eyes, "You must, it is in your contract."

Sephiroth seemed to get a little unnerved, "You still can't make me!"

If Sephiroth could see the man in the shadows, he was sure that he'd be smiling, "Put video feed 6 on the main screen."

On the screen the barely recognizable form of a headless woman was being overshadowed by three giant behemoths, one blue, one red, and one purple, "Mom?"

The man continued to stare at Sephiroth with his nerve-shaking glare, "I'd like you to meet the next Angel, JENOVA."

Sephiroth returned to the staring contest with the man in the shadows, "I can't believe they made you director."

"Blame my agent."