Instead, a final fantasy vii fanfic

Instead
by Jess Angel

Hojo paced around inside a dark and dank chamber, a few black tendrils matted to the sides of his face. The chill in the room was evident as cool steam rose from thin breathing lips. A mumbling of words could be heard as the man moved about - seemingly talking to himself…

…and I am just as much a fool,

the same as you and that,

that Vincent - who?

The mastery … I allow you

to reign,

to possess,

then profane…

the holy vows that we made.

An ear pressed against a wooden surface.

Still,

you whisper

Sweet.

Silence.

Hojo pushed himself away, disgusted.

Oh, the abuse you speak.

Don't you know, Lu?

I can smell infidelity too.

I can hear it in your voice, and I can taste it on your skin.

Did you think I'd remain in sublime ignorance?

You should know I'm too much of a genius… to play in some accursed utopia of 'our' eternal bliss.

But I don't intend to suture lies and pretend

or harm a hair on that pretty head.

… Instead …

All will see

What happens when

Chaos lies

in my bed.

Hojo struck the final nail into a coffin - sealing the fate of Vincent…

Who?

…Fin.

Author's Note: A Hojo 'poetic' double-drabble (200-word piece) vignette-style. Hojo? Being poetic? Odd, I know. He's new territory for me. I don't know if this can still be considered a drabble seeing as how the poet in me kicked in and did something wacky to it. Oh well. Comments and constructive criticism adored.