*You didn't possibly think that you could get away with that pathetic idea, did you?* Chaos snickered. He had been forced to trek down to near Midgar and transform, hopefully endangering less life, animal or otherwise. Chaos, however, didn't like that idea, and simply flew over to the chocobo farm. *I like my chocobo blood. And I've noticed that you do, too,*
However much Vincent wanted to argue, he couldn't, not and win. There had been times when he had lost control, and Chaos had been right. The sudden craving for the kill was there. But not now. He was trying not to let nausea overtake him, currently, however much Chaos was dominant at the moment. He still felt sick.
You don't suppose that Cloud will be there again? Did you think of that? And more importantly, the wounds you'll leave me with after he beats you senseless again? Vincent 'thought-asked' the demon, exasperated. Chaos merely flapped its wings harder, before coming to rest outside the chocobo farm. It was dusk, but still, the place was basically deserted, give or take a few stray chocobos walking around. Suddenly, Vincent noticed something out of Chaos' eyes.
Cloud's over there. Look.
To his distant surprise, Chaos did, and noticed the spiky haired blonde. Once Cloud noticed them, on the other hand, he grabbed his sword and raced over. Chaos braced itself for a fight.
"You are going to die today, monster," Cloud hissed. Chaos merely snickered, a sound which would have sent Vincent running, if he could, of course. Then to his horror, the demon spoke. He didn't even know that it could physically do such a thing.
"No inconvenience to me. More Vincent then I," the demon stated calmly. Vincent grew panicked as Cloud's sapphire eyes grew wide, mirroring his surprise and shock.
"Vincent? He… all this time? Killing people?"
The blonde's expression hardened.
"It doesn't matter who it is, demon… Chaos, Vincent, whoever the hell you are. You've been killing people. You are going to die here and now,"
This can't be happening… Vincent thought to himself. Cloud suddenly smirked, pulling out something. Chaos stopped, obviously not knowing what it was any more then Vincent did.
"Tranquilizer," Cloud threw the needle which hit Chaos on the shoulder. It bellowed in anger, but couldn't hold the transformation. As everything faded slowly to black, one thought was running through Vincent's head.
Great. This is absolutely wonderful.
I never believed that it would happen, but it is. Vincent and I, walking along, hand in hand. He is wearing something different to what I have seen him in as of late, albeit as monochromatic as the last outfit. A black shirt, untucked, over some black pants, with a vibrant crimson tie which accentuates his eyes. He looks absolutely stunning. He turns, a faint ghost of a smile on his lips, and reaches out a hand to me. I reach my own out to touch his, when suddenly, his hand starts transforming, mutating. Claws and all. Unlike the usual transformations, he is passive, in no pain as the wings rip through his back. It is Chaos.
Before I can say anything, I hear something shoot through the air. It sounds like a shuriken, but it isn't. In fact, it is the Ultima Weapon. Cloud's sword.
It hits Chaos in the back. The demon roars in agony, before spinning around and lashing out at Cloud viciously. Somehow, Chaos misses every time. Cloud swings one last time, with another Ultima Weapon he has pulled from somewhere and the demon collapses, dead. Cloud's maniacal laugh echoes in my head.
"Don't cry, Tifa. It's all a monster deserves, after all. Meet me at the chocobo farm. You might make it. If you're lucky,"
In the distance, a monster howls in pain, agony. Cloud didn't. He couldn't…
As I slowly awaken, shaking, I don't understand. How could I make it if Chaos was already dead? It simply doesn't make any sense. Then my thoughts go back to earlier. When I left the tea in his room and fled. No way was I standing around there to make small talk. He had seemed almost hurt by my reaction, which surprised me. After all, wasn't that what he wanted me to act like around him? He could have fooled me if he wasn't. Yes, I was bitter. I didn't understand the dream, either, which just infuriates me more.
"Meet me at the chocobo farm. You might make it. If you're lucky,"
Then suddenly, a thought hits me like a blow. A hard blow.
It was all a nightmare, but it might actually be about to happen…
No way. Since when do premonitions happen?
Tifa, just go. You've already nearly gotten him killed once. If he isn't there, you can go back to bed. If he is, then that leaves a lot more questions to answer.
But it's late, and I'm tired…
Yeah. You're tired. Vincent could be dead.
Vincent's tough, probably a lot tougher then me. He can look after himself.
Not if he's Chaos. And you've already seen that Cloud can look after Chaos quite nicely.
Cloud wouldn't do that. He and Vincent were friends… acquaintances… or something… weren't they?
People have died. Cloud fights for justice now. Cloud hates monsters, he kills them. Who knows what he'll do?
But not Vincent. Vincent's not a monster.
Yeah. He just turns into freakish creature things for his health. Smart going, Tifa.
Cloud wouldn't kill Vincent. Not the Cloud I know.
Maybe you don't know him as well as you thought…
Pulling on something over my pyjamas, I step into some shoes and sprint to the chocobo farm. I missed him once. I won't do it again.
Two chapters! One was too short, so two will have to do. Enjoy, as always!
