Final Fantasy 7: the next step
Of course I don't owe any of those characters they all belong
to the mighty Square soft, I am just a big fat fan of Vincent
and feel that he's one key related character who never got his
fair chare in this game.
This fanfic take place right after Cloud finally finish off
the sliver headed foe.
How can you see through my eyes like open doors
Leading you down into my core where I became so numb
My spite sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find me there and lead it back home
Wake me up- Evanscence
Part 4:
Rain fury rain blood for I shall not fall
It been close to a month now, Tifa kept the search for Cloud day and night from one place to another, she managed to pick up a new lead on the runaway hero, soon enough she could find him he was sure to pass by this bar close to midnight, still some time to pass then, Tifa leaned back in the far corner of the bar, it was a small one with few people in it mostly workers after along day at rebuilding, a drunk here or there, the TV was on it was amazing that they fixed the prod cast station this quickly, the news was on something about a new power rising on the aches of Midger, Tifa blinked at turned her attention to the TV " we well not rest " the TV reporter said "till we rebuilt our beloved city" she paused before speaking again in a soft voice " that ladies and gentlemen was the speech of Armada. Inc head of staff MR…" Tifa couldn't hear the rest of the report as the bar owner frowned and shut the TV off " god dam it not another bunch of shit heads".
He wondered aimlessly he honestly did he never kept track, or a map he kept wondering through out his long journey what shall he do now, this last events had emptied him leaving him as empty as a lifeless skull, no more Hogo to blame to hunt, no more danger to stop no more nothing but the emptiness in his self he should be allowed to end his life but he couldn't he tired but failed each time he tired to pull that darn trigger his finger wont obey him, it was just another life damn it we already killed a lot what's another life he would tell himself but the demons rooming within his self wont let him he was the only window for them to live they wont allow it to close no matter what. Dam you Hogo, may you root in hell for this,
When he looked up from his feet his eyes widen the site in front of him the mansion doorsteps his feet lead him back here to Nibelheim to his nightmares to his grave, he placed his clawed fingers over the old stone wall he shock his head tiredly he had left nothing more its time for his eternal sleep, a hollow one, with no sins to hunt me no love to dream of, yes Lucrecia was in deed the one love I had, but it was a one sided love that died shortly but I clung on to it like a child to his mother. It was the only light in my darkness now there no such thing as light or darkness in me just emptiness.
Those bloody eyes rising to look over the old thing it mocked Vincent in silence, you cant escape me even if you tired you ran so far yet in the end you returned to me, Vincent let out a sharp breath his heart was heavy and his soul shivering within his ribs, then it came a voice a female voice he never heard of before it stated " Vincent Valentine?" how odd so much mixed emotions in such short words, joy, pleasure, hurt, pain, a little of heaven and a lot of hell. Vin turned his head glancing over his shoulder he straighten in his stand, he was looking at a young female young compared to him actually, she was no less then late 20s, with dark red eyes matching his that was an odd how many people could have such demonic eyes, she was dressed in a dark coat hiding most of her futures under, an old bandana over her head coming down a wild pack of sliver white short hair, she looked out of place in this dirty little part of the world despite her hard looks she had quite a lovely face almost childish almost. Vincent didn't reply to her he kept quite waiting for her to speak up she must have taken that as a yes cause she pushed after " what do you know about professor Murdock, Alex Murdock?" She must been speaking about his time as a Turk for after his awakening he had not spoke with anyone outside his teammates and their foes, Vincent didn't remember his victims names but this one he did, how couldn't he when killing that man whom apposed Jenova project had brought Lucrecia on board and into his life, yet once again his answer was silence heavy silence he just watched her, stood there as well for a bit, two demonic eyes on two demonic eyes. And action-if this was a movie of course but it isn't- the girl pulled out a small gun out of somewhere in her coat took aim and shot in record time even for a pro, on the other side Vincent was way past getting caught wish such style the ex- Turk ex-hero brought his claw in front of his face letting the deadly shot bounce off the solid metal sending out sparks maybe adding another scratch to the copper colored alloy, Vincent dove to action leaping toward the girl, he ducked another bullet and a third, she was amazing very amazing that Vincent felt the third bullet run along the back of his cape mostly crafting a nasty hole into it but by then he was already close enough to knock her gun with his metal boot, his own normal hand reaching for his quicksilver the tiny sliver gun barely came out of his cape when the girl grabbed his wrist with iron fingers, her other hand clutched in a fist met his jaw in strong punch once twice it broke his lip letting blood run over his pale skin down his chin, Vincent turned around forcefully tearing his wrist out of her grip he made a whole circle around himself swinging his clawed arm at the girl face, she managed to duke coming back with a sharp uppercut, here the gap between the two fighter in age in experience played it role, Vincent was expecting that exact action the aloof man arched his back leaning his upper body back evading the girl strike with swiftness before he brought his leg into her stomach in a powerful kick maybe too powerful cause it knocked the girl off her feet throwing her few feet's away flat motionless on the ground.
She came around later, her eyelids parting slowly weakly allowing her a blurred vision, she had to blink few times in hope of clearing it along with her fogy head, she gave a light moan she turned to lay on her side her eyes coming to focuses she was in a room an old one but comfy even through it was dirty lake of use maybe, in front of her was another bed much like the one she was on right now a drawer past it leaning to the wall, the morning light was peeking through a window over her head, on the other side she had to shift her head a little down to see better was the room door it wasn't closed, but that wasn't it near the door was a small wooden chair seated upon it was a red shadow Vincent, she nearly jumped out of her bed her hand reaching for her gun tucked in her belt ,but she only managed to sit up before the pain caught her through her stomach making her gasp for air pressing her hand over her stomach, god that guy really know how to kick, her gun was of course gone not alone all the hidden knives, tools and bullets clips were gone he did his homework well, she cursed under her breath glancing over at him. Vincent stayed still watching her attempt to strike him with cold crimson eyes, he had his left leg bended his thigh pressing over his body while his clawed arm resting over his knee the tip of his sharp metal thumb running back and forth over his lower lip in a slow meaningless motion, clocked as ever in his red coat the lazily done head band, but he was in the light, the warm light creeping from the window was resting over his body almost alien to the light, so much for the vampire idea, their eyes met cold stair to a angered glare, she pushed her body slowly letting her feet slide off the bed side, her coat was thrown carelessly on the other bed, her heavy boots near her side of the bed, she was dressed in black leather like fabric along her legs tight seductive but very flexible for a fight, a white tank top under a half closed long sleeved jacket of the same fabric, she felt her stomach howl in pain again she doubted she would be able to stand straight for a while what did he hit her with? She pushed forward pressing more weight over her feet slowly but stubbornly she began to stand against her pain, she stood tall and straight, she was a tall woman but nowhere near the height of the demonic gunman, she took a step forward managing to keep her self from falling she bended forward the opposite bed her fingers running through her coat nervously, nothing searched the darn thing once more when a low thud made her turn her head to the side a small pack of cigarette was resting on the bed her pack, with another thud a lighter landed next to it, she picked them both up pulling a thin neat single cigarette out with her lips, her thin lined purple lips her finger slid along the lighter allowing the forbidden flower to glom briefly giving life to her smoke, she pulled in a deep breath the rush of nicotine through her lungs making her shiver in delight, she let her self fall back on the bed behind her, blowing out a long heavy breath of white smoke into the room. She glanced from the corner of her eye at Vincent but saw nothing the chair empty where did he go, a sharp sound of rusted metal from the other side made her jump she turned sharply feeling the pain rising once more making her ache the cigarette nearly falling out of her lips she quickly held in between her fingers, her eyes on the wall, it was Vincent he was opening the window allowing fresh air to over come the cigarette smell, he turned to face her across the bed finally he spoke for the first time sense they met " explain…..yourself" his voice hard muffed under his caller like a growl of a tiger, he almost hated to say the second word took along pause in between, she blinked at him trying to understand till it came to her or hit her actually, it made her brows cross she hissed in return her fingers clutching over the bed sheets "you monster you killed him cold blooded". Vincent didn't reply she was right he did kill him for no real reason besides being ordered to of course, what can you say to that? I am sorry but I was ordered? Yeah I did kill the guy he snored at night? Duh so what I am a hero now get a life. Of course those thoughts crossed Vincent mind in a darker view if they had at all he just glanced at her blinked once or twice before he tore himself from his place heading out the door, his feet despite being hidden within metal boots didn't make a single sound across the old wooden floor, it was too much for the youth to hold her self at his ignorance even when she was unarmed she charged once more at Vincent she will kill him nothing will stand in her way nothing did before and nothing will do now another error. the man ducked my swing at him with ease as if his waist was made out of rubber, he turned around to face me, another swing by my fist he blocked over his human arm, he was toying with me the damned devil was toying with me as I was about to strike once more. A blur the shortest way to describe Vincent motion in the next moment, his right had slide back fingers clutched into a fist gathering strength while his clawed arm stretched out the sharp fingers clutched on the top of the girl head, skull with the strength his metal arm gave him he could easily crush her skull, he didn't he pulled her up thought her head lifting her off her feet an inch or two in mid air, Vincent freezing orbs tore into the girl's he titled his head to the side lightly watching her before his right arm moved, a powerful punch to the girl stomach strong enough to knock her some distance, he timed it well opening his clawed hand while the impact had thrown the girl out the open window.
It wasn't till the bar had closed and every one was kicked out that I left it, Cloud didn't come what went wrong I don't know another fake info? Tifa walked out the bar thoughts washing over her mind like waves overwhelming her head a moment before fading completely the other disappearing before she could grasp any within her fingers, blond spiky hair, dark blue shirt and pants, high leather boots, sliver shoulder armor, Cloud. Tifa eyes grew wider as she recognized the shadow standing not far off under some shadow, she ran toward him she couldn't believe her eyes she wanted to throw her arms around him to kiss him to be with him, she didn't even notice his cold blue gaze but she did feel those harsh gloved hands on her forearms as the fingers dug painfully into her clear skin making Tifa cry in surprised pain, Cloud stopped her dead in her tracks keeping her at arm length of him, her eyes were on his hands then up at his, her face went white how could the sweet Cloud have such a hard face she had never seen it before how could he? "Why been following me Tifa?" he asked his voice hard so hard it hurt to listen to Tifa didn't reply he shock her roughly his voice growling once again as if he was consumed by that monstrosity they fought for so long, she wanted so much to hold the tears back but couldn't they slid down her cheeks overcoming her she chock her head terrified of him, her mind wasn't working at all, Cloud hissed between closed teeth he shoved her away from him, Tifa fell on her behind from the shove she landed with a painful thud over the dirt road, it was cold night time in a desert town the winds howling so cold they gave her Goosebumps she didn't notice, Cloud turned his face away from her in disgust " why cant you get over it? The past is over I did what I had to nothing more" hurt Tifa looked up at him, if there a god why was he being so cruel to her, she didn't know how she found the voice or if she even spoke in the first place " had to? What about?" he gave a half a smirk glancing at her from the corner of his eyes "saving the plant isn't that what we were all about?" she didn't reply, he turned fully away from her adding with a flat tone "and now that's, that done we can each go back to whatever hall we curled out of or coffin with all respect to the gun man vampire".
When, Alfred joined the Armada special branch "Titans" he would have never guessed that it was made on the ground of the old TURKS, survivors of the Jenova conflict, where all working in this new age company, Alfred himself was a young mercenary barely 30 years old with large built soft golden hair tucked into a pony tail sliding all the way down to his knees, light blue eyes so light they could be colorless it gave him a horror story looks, he stood in front of the old house mirror, he had to hunch down a little looking at him self in the old thing, adjusting the nest black tie over his silk sky blue shirt, dusting off some imaginary dust off his white suit, while behind him another blond an agent of Titans now glanced over the soldiers as they carried their load out, a closer look at the female agent she was Elena the ex-Turk, dressed in the same matter as her new commander Alfred, she shock her head a little annoyed at this, he knew she hated such jobs yet he dragged her here of all the other agents, Elena frowned "tell me again why are we fetching the old geezer? He's a hero for god sake". Alfred turned around eyeing Elena with a slick grin over his lips he adjusted his tie once more "consider it giving him a chance to get somewhere else but this rat hole they call Rocket town".
Yuffie clutched her teeth angrily she let out a hissing sound of rage, her wide eyes flicked quickly on the ground where the guardians of the tower lied flat on the floor hurt beating maybe even dead, even her dad was there as well, while far across the floor stood that tall bold man he was dark skinned slim but large built dressed in a white suit instead of his old dark blue suit, surrounded by soldiers not those Shin-ra but a new trash as if the world needed a new one, she growled at the older man " you crowd why don't you fight me face to face one on one or scared I would kick your sorry ass into next week". Was that a grin? She could sworn his flat lips shifted for a grin but only for part of a second before he lowered his head his eyes hidden behind neat shades, he pulled the silk sleeve of his suit glancing at a golden watch before he waved his hand at his men, they hurried out in a moment well trained well organized not like those Shin-ra klutz. Rude stepped down from the tower he cracked his neck few times he had a cut across his chest and another deeper along his right thigh that was bleeding but nothing bad, the little brat put a little fight but she wasn't even as good as her mouth, a pity he really could use the work out. Rude waved his hand for his men to gather the knocked out youth their mission here was complete time to go home.
Nibelheim, the place where it all began, the Jenova, the promised land the forgotten race, Vincent horror the core of it all, that was it actually Vincent records of that man labeled him highly lethal, eh was above normal agent in Turks, and after his mutation made him all the more stronger, of all his teammates Vincent and maybe Cloud was the hardest to fight, Alfred had gathered almost the whole department out here it was night now and the mansion looked so dead so quite it could have fooled anyone who didn't know who lives under. The troops under Alfred command surrounded the mansion with him Elena and Rude standing by the front door, he slipped his hand under his jacket and pulled it out holding over a custom made gun with exploding shells more then enough to rip through any monster even ones with metal hands, Elena gulped loudly doing the same her gun was smaller but an automatic gun it could put more then a dozen of bullets in a body in a blink of an eye Rude whom took lead was empty handed however he looked ice cold like a true Turk should be, Elena thought not like a peacock she knew. One with a silent motion of Alfred hand the whole attack force leaped inside from front and backdoor, from windows from cracks in the roof, like a true special forces, with smoke grenades, the three Titans officers remained outside awaiting the capture of the inhuman inhibiter of the mansion. Inside in one of the rooms in the ground floor the soldiers spotted a dark figure in the dark in between clouds of smoke as instructed they each raised their modified arms in a quick motion but it wasn't quick enough the dark one didn't seemed bothered by the smoke at all charged his attackers with inhuman speed and grace within the space of seconds half a dozens of well trained soldiers where laying motionless on the floor, around the figure feet. Outside there was no noise after the gas bombs went off for long minutes then the horror begin a rush of bullets, cry if pain of agony of horror here and there panic began to find it way into the unit the smoke was used against them not with them, yet somehow they managed to regroup and recharge the inhuman foe, rain of bullets harder more focused more heated, then a sudden growl inhuman growl a beast cry of anger raged through the mansion and bodies began to fly through windows through the walls, a nightmare that made Elena shiver this wasn't right In no world was this right they should leave him be for god sake he saved the world he and his teammates none of then deserve this she looked up at Rude maybe he would tell her that she was wrong that this was right but nothing the bold man face was flat motionless, a sudden buzz in the intercom made her stop the leader of the attack force voice came pained shivering but he was sure " we got him sir", a wicked smile played over Alfred face he ordered them to bring the thing down here, they did few minutes later a body tied up , arms clutched together by a thick steel caller behind the back, ankles bonded together as well forced to meat with the wrists by a thick steel chain, Alfred crossed his brows something was wrong, he had two normal hands, short sliver hair the part of it not socked in blood any way, this wasn't Vincent he turned to the leader of the attack unit " you knuckleheads this isn't Vincent he's a male for crying out load" but the man was firm as well he was much older then Alfred even if Alfred had out ranked him here his answer was firm angered as well " then explain why.." the man didn't say any other thing a nasty hole in his forehead suddenly appeared and a small fourteen of blood flew out as his body crumbled and fell flat dead on the ground, Elena wasn't the only one who had guessed what was that, she along with the other men in white leaped for cover from the sniper fire a silent one indeed, it only took as long as Elena hid behind a large bolder of rock she turned around to find the last of the attack unit shot dead, this is mad no one can be that good no human can be.
Twists, twists what do you think? I know I took fucking long to get this chapter done forgive me but it was an annoying one, you might have guessed I like Elena a lot Rude is good as well, but what do you think of the new comers Alfred? The Armada? The sliver haired woman after Vincent what mystery lies behind her? Tifa and Cloud the last two on the list what will they do?
Of course I don't owe any of those characters they all belong
to the mighty Square soft, I am just a big fat fan of Vincent
and feel that he's one key related character who never got his
fair chare in this game.
This fanfic take place right after Cloud finally finish off
the sliver headed foe.
How can you see through my eyes like open doors
Leading you down into my core where I became so numb
My spite sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find me there and lead it back home
Wake me up- Evanscence
Part 4:
Rain fury rain blood for I shall not fall
It been close to a month now, Tifa kept the search for Cloud day and night from one place to another, she managed to pick up a new lead on the runaway hero, soon enough she could find him he was sure to pass by this bar close to midnight, still some time to pass then, Tifa leaned back in the far corner of the bar, it was a small one with few people in it mostly workers after along day at rebuilding, a drunk here or there, the TV was on it was amazing that they fixed the prod cast station this quickly, the news was on something about a new power rising on the aches of Midger, Tifa blinked at turned her attention to the TV " we well not rest " the TV reporter said "till we rebuilt our beloved city" she paused before speaking again in a soft voice " that ladies and gentlemen was the speech of Armada. Inc head of staff MR…" Tifa couldn't hear the rest of the report as the bar owner frowned and shut the TV off " god dam it not another bunch of shit heads".
He wondered aimlessly he honestly did he never kept track, or a map he kept wondering through out his long journey what shall he do now, this last events had emptied him leaving him as empty as a lifeless skull, no more Hogo to blame to hunt, no more danger to stop no more nothing but the emptiness in his self he should be allowed to end his life but he couldn't he tired but failed each time he tired to pull that darn trigger his finger wont obey him, it was just another life damn it we already killed a lot what's another life he would tell himself but the demons rooming within his self wont let him he was the only window for them to live they wont allow it to close no matter what. Dam you Hogo, may you root in hell for this,
When he looked up from his feet his eyes widen the site in front of him the mansion doorsteps his feet lead him back here to Nibelheim to his nightmares to his grave, he placed his clawed fingers over the old stone wall he shock his head tiredly he had left nothing more its time for his eternal sleep, a hollow one, with no sins to hunt me no love to dream of, yes Lucrecia was in deed the one love I had, but it was a one sided love that died shortly but I clung on to it like a child to his mother. It was the only light in my darkness now there no such thing as light or darkness in me just emptiness.
Those bloody eyes rising to look over the old thing it mocked Vincent in silence, you cant escape me even if you tired you ran so far yet in the end you returned to me, Vincent let out a sharp breath his heart was heavy and his soul shivering within his ribs, then it came a voice a female voice he never heard of before it stated " Vincent Valentine?" how odd so much mixed emotions in such short words, joy, pleasure, hurt, pain, a little of heaven and a lot of hell. Vin turned his head glancing over his shoulder he straighten in his stand, he was looking at a young female young compared to him actually, she was no less then late 20s, with dark red eyes matching his that was an odd how many people could have such demonic eyes, she was dressed in a dark coat hiding most of her futures under, an old bandana over her head coming down a wild pack of sliver white short hair, she looked out of place in this dirty little part of the world despite her hard looks she had quite a lovely face almost childish almost. Vincent didn't reply to her he kept quite waiting for her to speak up she must have taken that as a yes cause she pushed after " what do you know about professor Murdock, Alex Murdock?" She must been speaking about his time as a Turk for after his awakening he had not spoke with anyone outside his teammates and their foes, Vincent didn't remember his victims names but this one he did, how couldn't he when killing that man whom apposed Jenova project had brought Lucrecia on board and into his life, yet once again his answer was silence heavy silence he just watched her, stood there as well for a bit, two demonic eyes on two demonic eyes. And action-if this was a movie of course but it isn't- the girl pulled out a small gun out of somewhere in her coat took aim and shot in record time even for a pro, on the other side Vincent was way past getting caught wish such style the ex- Turk ex-hero brought his claw in front of his face letting the deadly shot bounce off the solid metal sending out sparks maybe adding another scratch to the copper colored alloy, Vincent dove to action leaping toward the girl, he ducked another bullet and a third, she was amazing very amazing that Vincent felt the third bullet run along the back of his cape mostly crafting a nasty hole into it but by then he was already close enough to knock her gun with his metal boot, his own normal hand reaching for his quicksilver the tiny sliver gun barely came out of his cape when the girl grabbed his wrist with iron fingers, her other hand clutched in a fist met his jaw in strong punch once twice it broke his lip letting blood run over his pale skin down his chin, Vincent turned around forcefully tearing his wrist out of her grip he made a whole circle around himself swinging his clawed arm at the girl face, she managed to duke coming back with a sharp uppercut, here the gap between the two fighter in age in experience played it role, Vincent was expecting that exact action the aloof man arched his back leaning his upper body back evading the girl strike with swiftness before he brought his leg into her stomach in a powerful kick maybe too powerful cause it knocked the girl off her feet throwing her few feet's away flat motionless on the ground.
She came around later, her eyelids parting slowly weakly allowing her a blurred vision, she had to blink few times in hope of clearing it along with her fogy head, she gave a light moan she turned to lay on her side her eyes coming to focuses she was in a room an old one but comfy even through it was dirty lake of use maybe, in front of her was another bed much like the one she was on right now a drawer past it leaning to the wall, the morning light was peeking through a window over her head, on the other side she had to shift her head a little down to see better was the room door it wasn't closed, but that wasn't it near the door was a small wooden chair seated upon it was a red shadow Vincent, she nearly jumped out of her bed her hand reaching for her gun tucked in her belt ,but she only managed to sit up before the pain caught her through her stomach making her gasp for air pressing her hand over her stomach, god that guy really know how to kick, her gun was of course gone not alone all the hidden knives, tools and bullets clips were gone he did his homework well, she cursed under her breath glancing over at him. Vincent stayed still watching her attempt to strike him with cold crimson eyes, he had his left leg bended his thigh pressing over his body while his clawed arm resting over his knee the tip of his sharp metal thumb running back and forth over his lower lip in a slow meaningless motion, clocked as ever in his red coat the lazily done head band, but he was in the light, the warm light creeping from the window was resting over his body almost alien to the light, so much for the vampire idea, their eyes met cold stair to a angered glare, she pushed her body slowly letting her feet slide off the bed side, her coat was thrown carelessly on the other bed, her heavy boots near her side of the bed, she was dressed in black leather like fabric along her legs tight seductive but very flexible for a fight, a white tank top under a half closed long sleeved jacket of the same fabric, she felt her stomach howl in pain again she doubted she would be able to stand straight for a while what did he hit her with? She pushed forward pressing more weight over her feet slowly but stubbornly she began to stand against her pain, she stood tall and straight, she was a tall woman but nowhere near the height of the demonic gunman, she took a step forward managing to keep her self from falling she bended forward the opposite bed her fingers running through her coat nervously, nothing searched the darn thing once more when a low thud made her turn her head to the side a small pack of cigarette was resting on the bed her pack, with another thud a lighter landed next to it, she picked them both up pulling a thin neat single cigarette out with her lips, her thin lined purple lips her finger slid along the lighter allowing the forbidden flower to glom briefly giving life to her smoke, she pulled in a deep breath the rush of nicotine through her lungs making her shiver in delight, she let her self fall back on the bed behind her, blowing out a long heavy breath of white smoke into the room. She glanced from the corner of her eye at Vincent but saw nothing the chair empty where did he go, a sharp sound of rusted metal from the other side made her jump she turned sharply feeling the pain rising once more making her ache the cigarette nearly falling out of her lips she quickly held in between her fingers, her eyes on the wall, it was Vincent he was opening the window allowing fresh air to over come the cigarette smell, he turned to face her across the bed finally he spoke for the first time sense they met " explain…..yourself" his voice hard muffed under his caller like a growl of a tiger, he almost hated to say the second word took along pause in between, she blinked at him trying to understand till it came to her or hit her actually, it made her brows cross she hissed in return her fingers clutching over the bed sheets "you monster you killed him cold blooded". Vincent didn't reply she was right he did kill him for no real reason besides being ordered to of course, what can you say to that? I am sorry but I was ordered? Yeah I did kill the guy he snored at night? Duh so what I am a hero now get a life. Of course those thoughts crossed Vincent mind in a darker view if they had at all he just glanced at her blinked once or twice before he tore himself from his place heading out the door, his feet despite being hidden within metal boots didn't make a single sound across the old wooden floor, it was too much for the youth to hold her self at his ignorance even when she was unarmed she charged once more at Vincent she will kill him nothing will stand in her way nothing did before and nothing will do now another error. the man ducked my swing at him with ease as if his waist was made out of rubber, he turned around to face me, another swing by my fist he blocked over his human arm, he was toying with me the damned devil was toying with me as I was about to strike once more. A blur the shortest way to describe Vincent motion in the next moment, his right had slide back fingers clutched into a fist gathering strength while his clawed arm stretched out the sharp fingers clutched on the top of the girl head, skull with the strength his metal arm gave him he could easily crush her skull, he didn't he pulled her up thought her head lifting her off her feet an inch or two in mid air, Vincent freezing orbs tore into the girl's he titled his head to the side lightly watching her before his right arm moved, a powerful punch to the girl stomach strong enough to knock her some distance, he timed it well opening his clawed hand while the impact had thrown the girl out the open window.
It wasn't till the bar had closed and every one was kicked out that I left it, Cloud didn't come what went wrong I don't know another fake info? Tifa walked out the bar thoughts washing over her mind like waves overwhelming her head a moment before fading completely the other disappearing before she could grasp any within her fingers, blond spiky hair, dark blue shirt and pants, high leather boots, sliver shoulder armor, Cloud. Tifa eyes grew wider as she recognized the shadow standing not far off under some shadow, she ran toward him she couldn't believe her eyes she wanted to throw her arms around him to kiss him to be with him, she didn't even notice his cold blue gaze but she did feel those harsh gloved hands on her forearms as the fingers dug painfully into her clear skin making Tifa cry in surprised pain, Cloud stopped her dead in her tracks keeping her at arm length of him, her eyes were on his hands then up at his, her face went white how could the sweet Cloud have such a hard face she had never seen it before how could he? "Why been following me Tifa?" he asked his voice hard so hard it hurt to listen to Tifa didn't reply he shock her roughly his voice growling once again as if he was consumed by that monstrosity they fought for so long, she wanted so much to hold the tears back but couldn't they slid down her cheeks overcoming her she chock her head terrified of him, her mind wasn't working at all, Cloud hissed between closed teeth he shoved her away from him, Tifa fell on her behind from the shove she landed with a painful thud over the dirt road, it was cold night time in a desert town the winds howling so cold they gave her Goosebumps she didn't notice, Cloud turned his face away from her in disgust " why cant you get over it? The past is over I did what I had to nothing more" hurt Tifa looked up at him, if there a god why was he being so cruel to her, she didn't know how she found the voice or if she even spoke in the first place " had to? What about?" he gave a half a smirk glancing at her from the corner of his eyes "saving the plant isn't that what we were all about?" she didn't reply, he turned fully away from her adding with a flat tone "and now that's, that done we can each go back to whatever hall we curled out of or coffin with all respect to the gun man vampire".
When, Alfred joined the Armada special branch "Titans" he would have never guessed that it was made on the ground of the old TURKS, survivors of the Jenova conflict, where all working in this new age company, Alfred himself was a young mercenary barely 30 years old with large built soft golden hair tucked into a pony tail sliding all the way down to his knees, light blue eyes so light they could be colorless it gave him a horror story looks, he stood in front of the old house mirror, he had to hunch down a little looking at him self in the old thing, adjusting the nest black tie over his silk sky blue shirt, dusting off some imaginary dust off his white suit, while behind him another blond an agent of Titans now glanced over the soldiers as they carried their load out, a closer look at the female agent she was Elena the ex-Turk, dressed in the same matter as her new commander Alfred, she shock her head a little annoyed at this, he knew she hated such jobs yet he dragged her here of all the other agents, Elena frowned "tell me again why are we fetching the old geezer? He's a hero for god sake". Alfred turned around eyeing Elena with a slick grin over his lips he adjusted his tie once more "consider it giving him a chance to get somewhere else but this rat hole they call Rocket town".
Yuffie clutched her teeth angrily she let out a hissing sound of rage, her wide eyes flicked quickly on the ground where the guardians of the tower lied flat on the floor hurt beating maybe even dead, even her dad was there as well, while far across the floor stood that tall bold man he was dark skinned slim but large built dressed in a white suit instead of his old dark blue suit, surrounded by soldiers not those Shin-ra but a new trash as if the world needed a new one, she growled at the older man " you crowd why don't you fight me face to face one on one or scared I would kick your sorry ass into next week". Was that a grin? She could sworn his flat lips shifted for a grin but only for part of a second before he lowered his head his eyes hidden behind neat shades, he pulled the silk sleeve of his suit glancing at a golden watch before he waved his hand at his men, they hurried out in a moment well trained well organized not like those Shin-ra klutz. Rude stepped down from the tower he cracked his neck few times he had a cut across his chest and another deeper along his right thigh that was bleeding but nothing bad, the little brat put a little fight but she wasn't even as good as her mouth, a pity he really could use the work out. Rude waved his hand for his men to gather the knocked out youth their mission here was complete time to go home.
Nibelheim, the place where it all began, the Jenova, the promised land the forgotten race, Vincent horror the core of it all, that was it actually Vincent records of that man labeled him highly lethal, eh was above normal agent in Turks, and after his mutation made him all the more stronger, of all his teammates Vincent and maybe Cloud was the hardest to fight, Alfred had gathered almost the whole department out here it was night now and the mansion looked so dead so quite it could have fooled anyone who didn't know who lives under. The troops under Alfred command surrounded the mansion with him Elena and Rude standing by the front door, he slipped his hand under his jacket and pulled it out holding over a custom made gun with exploding shells more then enough to rip through any monster even ones with metal hands, Elena gulped loudly doing the same her gun was smaller but an automatic gun it could put more then a dozen of bullets in a body in a blink of an eye Rude whom took lead was empty handed however he looked ice cold like a true Turk should be, Elena thought not like a peacock she knew. One with a silent motion of Alfred hand the whole attack force leaped inside from front and backdoor, from windows from cracks in the roof, like a true special forces, with smoke grenades, the three Titans officers remained outside awaiting the capture of the inhuman inhibiter of the mansion. Inside in one of the rooms in the ground floor the soldiers spotted a dark figure in the dark in between clouds of smoke as instructed they each raised their modified arms in a quick motion but it wasn't quick enough the dark one didn't seemed bothered by the smoke at all charged his attackers with inhuman speed and grace within the space of seconds half a dozens of well trained soldiers where laying motionless on the floor, around the figure feet. Outside there was no noise after the gas bombs went off for long minutes then the horror begin a rush of bullets, cry if pain of agony of horror here and there panic began to find it way into the unit the smoke was used against them not with them, yet somehow they managed to regroup and recharge the inhuman foe, rain of bullets harder more focused more heated, then a sudden growl inhuman growl a beast cry of anger raged through the mansion and bodies began to fly through windows through the walls, a nightmare that made Elena shiver this wasn't right In no world was this right they should leave him be for god sake he saved the world he and his teammates none of then deserve this she looked up at Rude maybe he would tell her that she was wrong that this was right but nothing the bold man face was flat motionless, a sudden buzz in the intercom made her stop the leader of the attack force voice came pained shivering but he was sure " we got him sir", a wicked smile played over Alfred face he ordered them to bring the thing down here, they did few minutes later a body tied up , arms clutched together by a thick steel caller behind the back, ankles bonded together as well forced to meat with the wrists by a thick steel chain, Alfred crossed his brows something was wrong, he had two normal hands, short sliver hair the part of it not socked in blood any way, this wasn't Vincent he turned to the leader of the attack unit " you knuckleheads this isn't Vincent he's a male for crying out load" but the man was firm as well he was much older then Alfred even if Alfred had out ranked him here his answer was firm angered as well " then explain why.." the man didn't say any other thing a nasty hole in his forehead suddenly appeared and a small fourteen of blood flew out as his body crumbled and fell flat dead on the ground, Elena wasn't the only one who had guessed what was that, she along with the other men in white leaped for cover from the sniper fire a silent one indeed, it only took as long as Elena hid behind a large bolder of rock she turned around to find the last of the attack unit shot dead, this is mad no one can be that good no human can be.
Twists, twists what do you think? I know I took fucking long to get this chapter done forgive me but it was an annoying one, you might have guessed I like Elena a lot Rude is good as well, but what do you think of the new comers Alfred? The Armada? The sliver haired woman after Vincent what mystery lies behind her? Tifa and Cloud the last two on the list what will they do?