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Author's Notes: Well here it is chapter 4. I want to thank all my wonderful reviewers for their encouragement. I hope you all like this chapter, and please Review!
Apocalypse Rising
Chapter 4: When Demons Cry.
Cloud had woken to a world of complete darkness. His memory was very fuzzy on how he got here. The last thing he could remember was being at Tifa's place. She had gone out for some reason or another, and he had been hanging out in the living room. He had been walking out of the house when he had sensed another presence. Instantly on alert Cloud began scanning the house for any intruders. He had been searching the kitchen area when he had felt a sharp burning pain in his back. The pain quickly intensified and Cloud found himself on his knees. He had heard the sound of harsh, cold laughter. With all his strength Cloud turned to see a man in a black cloak and gold trim.
"Cloud, Cloud, Cloud, I am sorely disappointed in you. I expected more of a fight, but I am not complaining, let's see how you like being left for dead my old friend. If you survive then we will continue this fight."
Cloud had been in too much pain to understand what this strange man meant, but his voice was strangely familiar.
Now he had awakened in this place of darkness. Cloud had been completely confused. He had felt his way around the black area, until he had found a doorway. He fumbled with the doorknob and opened it. What lay before him, was yet another area of complete darkness, except for one bright light, that was radiating off in the horizon. Cloud was now walking towards the light, he had been walking so long he felt like he would soon collapse. Worst of all was that it seemed like the further he walked the further the light moved away from him.
Finally Cloud just collapsed, he was too tired, and his goal seemed unattainable. As Cloud was lying in a heap of exhaustion, the darkness began to fade for an instant, and he beheld a beautiful sight. A woman clad in a glowing green cloak, and with long brown hair, stepped out of the darkness and walked to him. Cloud's mind tried to register the sight. The figure seemed very familiar, but the only thing that came to his mind was one word. Aeris.
The figure walked to him, and as she drew closer more of Cloud's memory returned, until he regained almost all his memory of the beautiful woman that stood before him. Cloud tried to speak, but his voice had left him.
Picking up on his urge to communicate, Aeris offered him a hand to help him stand up.
Cloud, you must not give in to this darkness. The planet needs your strength. You must pull through this. I can't heal you, I am too weak to light the way for you. Just remember, no matter what do not yield to this darkness.
Cloud looked up at Aeris with a confused look on his face. Why couldn't she help him. Then he noticed something. Her robes, while at first glance seemed to be a perfect light green, was littered with dark black stains. Even Aeris's form seemed very thin and sickly.
Go now Cloud, and please hurry, your friends need you back. I need you back.
After she spoke these words, the light around Cloud dimmed and she was gone into the darkness. With renewed energy Cloud resumed his long walk. However, he felt almost as if there was something following him, and it was gaining speed.
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As Vincent was falling off a ledge of the northern cater, crashing into a river of black lifestream, Vincent quickly used the underwater materia. Praying that it would stop him from drowning in the river of death. Vincent hit the river back first, and it caused white-hot pain to spread all around his body. Vincent lost conciseness almost right upon impact.
Pain, that was all Vincent felt when he woke up. He felt as if his entire back had been broken and then slashed with broken glass. Worst of all was the black lifestream. The stuff was burning his body.
Vincent was not sure how long he had been floating in the lifestream. It could have been anywhere from a few hours to a day. All Vincent knew was that he had to get out of the lifestream. He knew he couldn't just let the river take him to its course. He had to dive and pray he could find an exit.
Taking a few deep breaths Vincent plunged deep into the black lifestream. The underwater materia activated immediately and Vincent began his search. After almost a minute Vincent felt as though he couldn't last much longer in this vile river. Just as he was about to lose hope he saw an underwater cavern. Putting all his faith in this one option Vincent swam into it. Inside Vincent found that the water level broke not far above him. With the last of his energy Vincent swam out of the lifestream and into the empty cavern, not long after he had gotten himself on dry land Vincent lost consciousness.
Vincent awoke, and went through his supplies. All he had left was his cure, fire, and Odin materia, as well as his PHS. Vincent used his cure spell until he was completely out of magic energy. Even with the cure spell Vincent was not fully recovered. He would have to rely on his own enhanced healing powers. Slowly he began the long walk through the cavern hoping that it would take him to the surface.
As he was walking caught a bright green glow out of the corner of his eye. Intrigued Vincent walked to the source. What he found was a small alter. On it lay three materia orbs. They all appeared normal, but while most materia shone with an inner light these were dull and seemed to lack any energy to power their spells. Slowly Vincent reached for one of the orbs with his claw. As he held it a small light flashed inside it, and then died out.
Vincent was so absorbed in his discovery he did not notice the sound of claws stepping on stone. From behind Vincent the black demon known as Thaddeus prepared to strike with twin black bladed kitanas.
Vincent sensed the strike right before it had a chance to kill him. Vincent back flipped away from the dark figure.
"You bastard! You dare try and hurt me? I, who am so far superior to your pathetic race, I, who could cause mountains to fall on a whim? You will pay for this insult with your life, and those of your friends." The demon snarled.
Vincent wasn't paying attention to the demons tirade, he was trying to figure his chances of defeating him. He had already used his greatest weapon, the black materia had been the ultimate destructive power on the planet and it still wasn't enough to kill this monster, and now he couldn't use his gun. Vincent knew he had no chance but he would not submit to this creature. Clenching his metal claw Vincent struck. The golden metal broke through the monster's black-scaled stomach.
In a shriek of pain the creature smacked Vincent in the head and knocked him to the floor. Vincent braced himself, knowing he had no chance without a weapon. However rather than killing him the creature began to fall on it's knees and continued to cry in pain. Slowly the creature's flesh began to bubble and at last melted off the creature's skeleton.
Vincent was in awe, how had he done that to such a powerful beast? He slowly unclenched his clawed fist to see the materia still in his golden metal palm. The only difference now was that the orb now held a bright green glow, somehow it had managed to power itself. Without hesitation Vincent grabbed the remaining two orbs and resumed his trek up through the cavern. As he was walking upwards Vincent reflected at how insane the last few days had been. "it's just one of those weeks." Vincent muttered. At last he saw the light at the end of the tunnel. He climbed out to see that he was at the base of one of the northern mountains. Above him the sky was tinted orange with the sunset, and flying above him he saw one of the most beautiful sights in the world. The Highwind, it was his only ticket out of the northern continent, and his only chance of being reunited with his allies. Quickly pulling out his PHS he called out to the flying ship.
"Cid, this is Vincent, I am almost right below you, now pick me up, we have a lot of work to do." Vincent said into the PHS, as he pulled out his Death Penalty and inspected the damages. His mind on the three new materia he had discovered in the cavern. He had a feeling that they would serve some special purpose in future battles.
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Crassus was furious. The general and Thaddeus had some sort of mental link, that told him that Thaddeus had been killed. The monstrous general had screamed in rage, and had ripped the spinal cord out of one of the newly enhanced monsters. Crassus and Zack were in a cargo plane dropping off many of these new beasts to cause havoc across the land. At last the general gained control of his rage and turned to Zack.
"That man, the one in red, who was he?" Crassus said in a low growl.
"That was Vincent Valentine. He is a very skilled marksman, and if he loses himself to his rage he will become a demonic being known as Chaos." Zack said to Crassus in a board tone.
"I will rip that man's head off and feed it to the beasts, to avenge Thaddeus. Though he was weak Thaddeus was under my charge. To kill him is to insult me, and no mere mortal shall escape my wrath!" Crassus said in a ferocious roar.
"Yeah well you could do that, but if you want to hurt a man like Valentine you have to go after his heart, and I have the perfect plan.
Intrigued Crassus listened to Zack's plan and smiled.
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Tifa had almost given up hope for Vincent. It had been two days since Vincent had saved her from falling to her death. She had been unconscious when the others had helped her onto the Highwind. When she had woken up, she had told them how she had identified the man in the black hood to be Zack. They were skeptical to say the least, but they did comfort her about Vincent.
When they had gotten the call from Vincent Tifa's heart had almost skipped a beat, she was so happy that he was alive. When they picked him up, he had been near death. His skin was all bright red and peeling, from being exposed to the lifestream for so long. After a day in the air though he was back to full health. He had been listening to Cid fill him in on the identity of the man in black. He seemed to be taking in all the information, but his mind was somewhere else. When Cid was done Vincent handed him, the ruined Death Penalty, and asked if he could repair it.
"Hell yeah, I can, I could probably improve it, but it will take time. Till then I think you will have to rely on your handguns." Cid said in a friendly tone.
"No" Vincent said coldly "The guns will have no effect on these new monsters, I will need a new weapon, and I think I know just the place." Vincent muttered.
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Vincent had returned, the open cave behind the waterfall was like a jagged mouth, and it filled his heart with uneasiness. They had landed the Highwind not far from here, and the others had made camp. Tifa had offered to come with him, but this was something he had to do on his own. Taking a deep calming breath Vincent crossed the threshold into the cave. It was exactly as he had left it, slowly he walked to the center of the cave. There on her alter lay his love, her body almost untouched by time since he left her. Trying not to look at her Vincent reached and grabbed the black hilt of the deadly blade known only as the Masammune.
As he clutched the hilt, Lucrecia's slender arm rose and grabbed his wrist. Vincent jerked back in surprise. He slowly backed away from the alter, blade in hand, and in front of him Lucrecia rose from her alter and looked at Vincent.
"Hello lover." Lucrecia said, in a voice that was so beautiful to Vincent's ears it was almost like a melody.
"Lucrecia! My love, how is this possible? I saw you die myself. What power has brought you back to me?" Vincent asked in an awed tone.
"A man named Crassus came here and he revived me. He has given us what we always wanted. Now come lover it has been so long let us reunite at last." She said as she opened her arms to embrace him.
Vincent slowly walked to her and held her close to his body. As the couple embraced Lucrecia's arm morphed from a normal human to a shape that resembled a spearhead. As the couple parted Vincent landed a kick to the woman's midsection, before she could use her spear/arm.
"How! How did you know you accursed beast?" Lucrecia cried as she clutched her sore stomach.
" Never once in all our time together did Lucrecia call me lover. Now let me talk to her. Free her soul, and return her to me!" Vincent said, his voice choked with emotion.
" Ha! Your girlfriend's soul is burning in hell. I am all that's left!" The woman said, as her body began to change. From her chest sprouted new arms, and her original arms became pincers.
"Alright..Ok, then I guess I can't ask her for forgiveness." Vincent muttered in a near silent tone.
"What did you say fool?" The creature asked in a gravely tone of voice.
"I said goodbye!!" Vincent yelled as he thrust the long deadly blade into his love's heart. When he pulled it out, her body reverted back to normal, and her face took on a peaceful look.
"Vincent stared numbly at her dead body and slowly carried it onto the alter and walked out of the cave in complete silence.
When he was outside he looked up at the northern crater, and its halo of stars. As he looked at it he felt his rage taking over every fiber of his being.
"Is that it!!! Is that all you have, you god damn sons of bitches! You think you can kill me like that. I swear on everything holly that I will slaughter all of your forces!" Vincent screamed to the sky.
Drawn to his yells three large dragon-like creatures moved to him. Sensing that he was not a natural predator they began to charge. When Vincent saw them, a wicked smile light up his face, and his body began to change. Horns sprouted from his skull, black wings ripped from his back. His body was covered in black scales, and his eyes flared to a bright red. Vincent was gone, now Chaos was in charge.
In one hand Chaos held Masammune and in the other the black blade known as Chaos saber was forming. With the two blades Chaos sliced up their bodies like they were made of air. Chaos did not stop at killing them, he started to dismember their corpses, in a sickening display of bloodlust.
Chaos sensed a presence to his right and turned to see a young woman with long dark brown hair, and wearing a white shirt. The bright red eyes registered the young woman as Tifa. She was yelling something at him, she seemed to be trying to calm him down, trying to turn him back into Vincent. Slowly it worked, and Vincent found himself on his knees.
"Vincent! Oh god Vincent, what happened?" Tifa asked in a worried tone.
Vincent was so out of it he did not even answer, so she looked in the cave and saw the blade wound in Lucrecia's heart.
" They did something to her didn't they Vincent?" Tifa asked in a comforting voice.
Vincent gave a slight nod, and tears began to flow freely from his dark crimson eyes. Throughout all his life Vincent had rarely cried, but throughout the entire night Vincent wept, at the horrible sin that he had committed, and throughout it all Tifa was there helping to comfort a demon while he cried.
Final thoughts: Well here it is, my first attempt at a dramatic sequence. I hoped you liked it. Also I know that I might have offended some Sephiroth fans by giving Vincent his sword. It was just something I always wanted to see, and I thought that some people might like the concept. Anyway, thanks for reading, and I hoped you enjoyed the chapter. If you have any suggestions on how I should continue the story don't hesitate to tell me. Thanks again and please REVIEW.
Author's Notes: Well here it is chapter 4. I want to thank all my wonderful reviewers for their encouragement. I hope you all like this chapter, and please Review!
Apocalypse Rising
Chapter 4: When Demons Cry.
Cloud had woken to a world of complete darkness. His memory was very fuzzy on how he got here. The last thing he could remember was being at Tifa's place. She had gone out for some reason or another, and he had been hanging out in the living room. He had been walking out of the house when he had sensed another presence. Instantly on alert Cloud began scanning the house for any intruders. He had been searching the kitchen area when he had felt a sharp burning pain in his back. The pain quickly intensified and Cloud found himself on his knees. He had heard the sound of harsh, cold laughter. With all his strength Cloud turned to see a man in a black cloak and gold trim.
"Cloud, Cloud, Cloud, I am sorely disappointed in you. I expected more of a fight, but I am not complaining, let's see how you like being left for dead my old friend. If you survive then we will continue this fight."
Cloud had been in too much pain to understand what this strange man meant, but his voice was strangely familiar.
Now he had awakened in this place of darkness. Cloud had been completely confused. He had felt his way around the black area, until he had found a doorway. He fumbled with the doorknob and opened it. What lay before him, was yet another area of complete darkness, except for one bright light, that was radiating off in the horizon. Cloud was now walking towards the light, he had been walking so long he felt like he would soon collapse. Worst of all was that it seemed like the further he walked the further the light moved away from him.
Finally Cloud just collapsed, he was too tired, and his goal seemed unattainable. As Cloud was lying in a heap of exhaustion, the darkness began to fade for an instant, and he beheld a beautiful sight. A woman clad in a glowing green cloak, and with long brown hair, stepped out of the darkness and walked to him. Cloud's mind tried to register the sight. The figure seemed very familiar, but the only thing that came to his mind was one word. Aeris.
The figure walked to him, and as she drew closer more of Cloud's memory returned, until he regained almost all his memory of the beautiful woman that stood before him. Cloud tried to speak, but his voice had left him.
Picking up on his urge to communicate, Aeris offered him a hand to help him stand up.
Cloud, you must not give in to this darkness. The planet needs your strength. You must pull through this. I can't heal you, I am too weak to light the way for you. Just remember, no matter what do not yield to this darkness.
Cloud looked up at Aeris with a confused look on his face. Why couldn't she help him. Then he noticed something. Her robes, while at first glance seemed to be a perfect light green, was littered with dark black stains. Even Aeris's form seemed very thin and sickly.
Go now Cloud, and please hurry, your friends need you back. I need you back.
After she spoke these words, the light around Cloud dimmed and she was gone into the darkness. With renewed energy Cloud resumed his long walk. However, he felt almost as if there was something following him, and it was gaining speed.
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As Vincent was falling off a ledge of the northern cater, crashing into a river of black lifestream, Vincent quickly used the underwater materia. Praying that it would stop him from drowning in the river of death. Vincent hit the river back first, and it caused white-hot pain to spread all around his body. Vincent lost conciseness almost right upon impact.
Pain, that was all Vincent felt when he woke up. He felt as if his entire back had been broken and then slashed with broken glass. Worst of all was the black lifestream. The stuff was burning his body.
Vincent was not sure how long he had been floating in the lifestream. It could have been anywhere from a few hours to a day. All Vincent knew was that he had to get out of the lifestream. He knew he couldn't just let the river take him to its course. He had to dive and pray he could find an exit.
Taking a few deep breaths Vincent plunged deep into the black lifestream. The underwater materia activated immediately and Vincent began his search. After almost a minute Vincent felt as though he couldn't last much longer in this vile river. Just as he was about to lose hope he saw an underwater cavern. Putting all his faith in this one option Vincent swam into it. Inside Vincent found that the water level broke not far above him. With the last of his energy Vincent swam out of the lifestream and into the empty cavern, not long after he had gotten himself on dry land Vincent lost consciousness.
Vincent awoke, and went through his supplies. All he had left was his cure, fire, and Odin materia, as well as his PHS. Vincent used his cure spell until he was completely out of magic energy. Even with the cure spell Vincent was not fully recovered. He would have to rely on his own enhanced healing powers. Slowly he began the long walk through the cavern hoping that it would take him to the surface.
As he was walking caught a bright green glow out of the corner of his eye. Intrigued Vincent walked to the source. What he found was a small alter. On it lay three materia orbs. They all appeared normal, but while most materia shone with an inner light these were dull and seemed to lack any energy to power their spells. Slowly Vincent reached for one of the orbs with his claw. As he held it a small light flashed inside it, and then died out.
Vincent was so absorbed in his discovery he did not notice the sound of claws stepping on stone. From behind Vincent the black demon known as Thaddeus prepared to strike with twin black bladed kitanas.
Vincent sensed the strike right before it had a chance to kill him. Vincent back flipped away from the dark figure.
"You bastard! You dare try and hurt me? I, who am so far superior to your pathetic race, I, who could cause mountains to fall on a whim? You will pay for this insult with your life, and those of your friends." The demon snarled.
Vincent wasn't paying attention to the demons tirade, he was trying to figure his chances of defeating him. He had already used his greatest weapon, the black materia had been the ultimate destructive power on the planet and it still wasn't enough to kill this monster, and now he couldn't use his gun. Vincent knew he had no chance but he would not submit to this creature. Clenching his metal claw Vincent struck. The golden metal broke through the monster's black-scaled stomach.
In a shriek of pain the creature smacked Vincent in the head and knocked him to the floor. Vincent braced himself, knowing he had no chance without a weapon. However rather than killing him the creature began to fall on it's knees and continued to cry in pain. Slowly the creature's flesh began to bubble and at last melted off the creature's skeleton.
Vincent was in awe, how had he done that to such a powerful beast? He slowly unclenched his clawed fist to see the materia still in his golden metal palm. The only difference now was that the orb now held a bright green glow, somehow it had managed to power itself. Without hesitation Vincent grabbed the remaining two orbs and resumed his trek up through the cavern. As he was walking upwards Vincent reflected at how insane the last few days had been. "it's just one of those weeks." Vincent muttered. At last he saw the light at the end of the tunnel. He climbed out to see that he was at the base of one of the northern mountains. Above him the sky was tinted orange with the sunset, and flying above him he saw one of the most beautiful sights in the world. The Highwind, it was his only ticket out of the northern continent, and his only chance of being reunited with his allies. Quickly pulling out his PHS he called out to the flying ship.
"Cid, this is Vincent, I am almost right below you, now pick me up, we have a lot of work to do." Vincent said into the PHS, as he pulled out his Death Penalty and inspected the damages. His mind on the three new materia he had discovered in the cavern. He had a feeling that they would serve some special purpose in future battles.
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Crassus was furious. The general and Thaddeus had some sort of mental link, that told him that Thaddeus had been killed. The monstrous general had screamed in rage, and had ripped the spinal cord out of one of the newly enhanced monsters. Crassus and Zack were in a cargo plane dropping off many of these new beasts to cause havoc across the land. At last the general gained control of his rage and turned to Zack.
"That man, the one in red, who was he?" Crassus said in a low growl.
"That was Vincent Valentine. He is a very skilled marksman, and if he loses himself to his rage he will become a demonic being known as Chaos." Zack said to Crassus in a board tone.
"I will rip that man's head off and feed it to the beasts, to avenge Thaddeus. Though he was weak Thaddeus was under my charge. To kill him is to insult me, and no mere mortal shall escape my wrath!" Crassus said in a ferocious roar.
"Yeah well you could do that, but if you want to hurt a man like Valentine you have to go after his heart, and I have the perfect plan.
Intrigued Crassus listened to Zack's plan and smiled.
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Tifa had almost given up hope for Vincent. It had been two days since Vincent had saved her from falling to her death. She had been unconscious when the others had helped her onto the Highwind. When she had woken up, she had told them how she had identified the man in the black hood to be Zack. They were skeptical to say the least, but they did comfort her about Vincent.
When they had gotten the call from Vincent Tifa's heart had almost skipped a beat, she was so happy that he was alive. When they picked him up, he had been near death. His skin was all bright red and peeling, from being exposed to the lifestream for so long. After a day in the air though he was back to full health. He had been listening to Cid fill him in on the identity of the man in black. He seemed to be taking in all the information, but his mind was somewhere else. When Cid was done Vincent handed him, the ruined Death Penalty, and asked if he could repair it.
"Hell yeah, I can, I could probably improve it, but it will take time. Till then I think you will have to rely on your handguns." Cid said in a friendly tone.
"No" Vincent said coldly "The guns will have no effect on these new monsters, I will need a new weapon, and I think I know just the place." Vincent muttered.
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Vincent had returned, the open cave behind the waterfall was like a jagged mouth, and it filled his heart with uneasiness. They had landed the Highwind not far from here, and the others had made camp. Tifa had offered to come with him, but this was something he had to do on his own. Taking a deep calming breath Vincent crossed the threshold into the cave. It was exactly as he had left it, slowly he walked to the center of the cave. There on her alter lay his love, her body almost untouched by time since he left her. Trying not to look at her Vincent reached and grabbed the black hilt of the deadly blade known only as the Masammune.
As he clutched the hilt, Lucrecia's slender arm rose and grabbed his wrist. Vincent jerked back in surprise. He slowly backed away from the alter, blade in hand, and in front of him Lucrecia rose from her alter and looked at Vincent.
"Hello lover." Lucrecia said, in a voice that was so beautiful to Vincent's ears it was almost like a melody.
"Lucrecia! My love, how is this possible? I saw you die myself. What power has brought you back to me?" Vincent asked in an awed tone.
"A man named Crassus came here and he revived me. He has given us what we always wanted. Now come lover it has been so long let us reunite at last." She said as she opened her arms to embrace him.
Vincent slowly walked to her and held her close to his body. As the couple embraced Lucrecia's arm morphed from a normal human to a shape that resembled a spearhead. As the couple parted Vincent landed a kick to the woman's midsection, before she could use her spear/arm.
"How! How did you know you accursed beast?" Lucrecia cried as she clutched her sore stomach.
" Never once in all our time together did Lucrecia call me lover. Now let me talk to her. Free her soul, and return her to me!" Vincent said, his voice choked with emotion.
" Ha! Your girlfriend's soul is burning in hell. I am all that's left!" The woman said, as her body began to change. From her chest sprouted new arms, and her original arms became pincers.
"Alright..Ok, then I guess I can't ask her for forgiveness." Vincent muttered in a near silent tone.
"What did you say fool?" The creature asked in a gravely tone of voice.
"I said goodbye!!" Vincent yelled as he thrust the long deadly blade into his love's heart. When he pulled it out, her body reverted back to normal, and her face took on a peaceful look.
"Vincent stared numbly at her dead body and slowly carried it onto the alter and walked out of the cave in complete silence.
When he was outside he looked up at the northern crater, and its halo of stars. As he looked at it he felt his rage taking over every fiber of his being.
"Is that it!!! Is that all you have, you god damn sons of bitches! You think you can kill me like that. I swear on everything holly that I will slaughter all of your forces!" Vincent screamed to the sky.
Drawn to his yells three large dragon-like creatures moved to him. Sensing that he was not a natural predator they began to charge. When Vincent saw them, a wicked smile light up his face, and his body began to change. Horns sprouted from his skull, black wings ripped from his back. His body was covered in black scales, and his eyes flared to a bright red. Vincent was gone, now Chaos was in charge.
In one hand Chaos held Masammune and in the other the black blade known as Chaos saber was forming. With the two blades Chaos sliced up their bodies like they were made of air. Chaos did not stop at killing them, he started to dismember their corpses, in a sickening display of bloodlust.
Chaos sensed a presence to his right and turned to see a young woman with long dark brown hair, and wearing a white shirt. The bright red eyes registered the young woman as Tifa. She was yelling something at him, she seemed to be trying to calm him down, trying to turn him back into Vincent. Slowly it worked, and Vincent found himself on his knees.
"Vincent! Oh god Vincent, what happened?" Tifa asked in a worried tone.
Vincent was so out of it he did not even answer, so she looked in the cave and saw the blade wound in Lucrecia's heart.
" They did something to her didn't they Vincent?" Tifa asked in a comforting voice.
Vincent gave a slight nod, and tears began to flow freely from his dark crimson eyes. Throughout all his life Vincent had rarely cried, but throughout the entire night Vincent wept, at the horrible sin that he had committed, and throughout it all Tifa was there helping to comfort a demon while he cried.
Final thoughts: Well here it is, my first attempt at a dramatic sequence. I hoped you liked it. Also I know that I might have offended some Sephiroth fans by giving Vincent his sword. It was just something I always wanted to see, and I thought that some people might like the concept. Anyway, thanks for reading, and I hoped you enjoyed the chapter. If you have any suggestions on how I should continue the story don't hesitate to tell me. Thanks again and please REVIEW.
