Chapter 4

Aeris smashed against a substantial man, somewhat cushioning the fall. She stood up quickly, pathetically reaching out for her lover, whom vanished between the crowded groups of chatters-"Rufus…no." She stood pondering her tumultuous thoughts for a few minutes but broke away instantly when she finally noticed that the man she had fallen on was staring straight at her in a questioning manner.

"Miss, a-are you O.K.?" the puzzled man stammered.

"I have to go away. I…I have to get away-" she stuttered silently looking for a place to hide.

The tall dark-handsome man walked up to her and grabbed her arm, soaking in her gentle feminine features in wonderment as fate plucked at his memory "Aeris," he began, "Is…is that you?"

Aeris gasped in apprehension, staring at his shoulder at a metal hook for a cape to attach to. How did he know my name? Aeris looked up into his eyes that were flooded with a dark, unwelcoming presence, as she gave into fear. "Uhn…I have to get AWAY!!!," she yelled, pounding on the man's chest. " Nuh…oh let GO!" Aeris looked over to the left and saw Sephira and five other tall-armed figures looming closer towards her: Hojo's men. "I HAVE TO GET AWAY-" she cried out hysterically, tearing out of the man's massive grip.

"Aeris, stop. WHAT'S HAPPENING?" The man questioned, dashing after her down an abandoned alleyway. He grabbed her arms again, much tighter than before, and twisted her around to face him.

"LET GO!!!," Aeris cried out, feeling the weight of Vincent's hideous claw, " She's coming for me. She's almost here. PLEASE- LET ME GO!"

"Aeris, who is?" the mysterious man asked calmly. "Who?"

On looking down at Vincent's clawed arm, horror and reality began to pull her wits together. Sephira was only yards away from her and she knew that she wouldn't have a chance of surviving by herself. At that point, Aeris wasn't sure who she should be more afraid of, but she decided to take her chances with the tall dark figure in front of her. She looked up at the unknown man's face and asked desperately, as tears of fear swelled up in her beautiful pleading eyes. "Please, will you help me? That woman, over there, is chasing me." The man turned his head over to look in the direction of Aeris's pointing finger- His eyes narrowed when a sudden dark look flooded into his blood shot eyes. ...That woman-. Vincent looked down at Aeris's tear-stricken eyes and without warning he grabbed Aeris and forced her behind him. She tripped on the snow and fell to her hands and knees, knowing that she had badly twisted her ankle when pain shot up her leg. Vincent took out his gun, as Sephira and the five evil pursuers approached him.

"Have a knew friend do we Aeris? Better say some prayers for him, as he is about to die." Vincent jumped back as bullets whizzed past him in the air. "Give me the girl, boy." Sephira commanded.

Vincent shot down two of the tall-armed men, killing them on impact. He roughly grabbed Aeris and threw her behind an old rusted car, flipping onto a balcony.

"So you want to play. Nice trick," Sephira smiled, "You're trying to show off?"

All of a sudden, two more men fell dead to the ground. Sephira turned around, and just as she did, the last man in her party, which had been shooting at everything possible, fell dead. Err…I knew they would be useless. Sephira thought to herself walking slowly behind a trashcan.

Aeris, who had fallen unconscious by being thrown against a brick wall, woke up and was looking straight at Vincent's concerned and awakened face.

"Are you okay?" He said, sitting her up, "I forgot you were a girl."

"Uhn…I feel so sick," Aeris coughed out taking a hold of his arm. The feminine beauty twisted forward suddenly, throwing up the contents in her stomach, which only made Vincent feel more pity towards her.

She's probably been thrown around all day- I should be more gentle with her... Vincent picked her up and sat her down gently against the brick wall, which wasn't all that gentle seeing as how he was so masculine. She looked up at his face and whispered audibly to him, "I feel better now." Aeris eyes flashed open as her face lit up in trepidation, "Where is Sephira?"

"She's over there," Vincent said pointing over at Sephira's peering face.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you that it was rude to point?" Sephira smirked. "And didn't she ever tell you not to play with guns?" She stood up and walked out in the open. "Face me like a man, boy."

Vincent stood up and began to walk out. He stopped abruptly when he felt a weak hand tug at his pants, "Be careful, she likes to kick," Aeris began, "And she always aims for the chest." Vincent nodded his head in thanks, walking out to face Sephira.

"Why are you working for Hojo; for money, or pleasure?" Vincent questioned demandingly.

"Why? It's not any concern of yours what I work for…but of you really want to know, I always work for pleasure."

Vincent's face twisted in disgust. The Combatant Rebel pointed her gun at Vincent, when two gunshots rang through the air, one, after another. Sephira grabbed her right arm in surprise, dropping her gun to floor "How did you do that?" He is better than I thought… Vincent had shot Sephira's bullet right out of the air, making it backfire into her right hand. He picked up Sephira's gun and expertly took it apart, throwing a piece at a time down at her trembling feet.

Oh, great. The trembling Woman panicked. He's too strong for me. How can anybody be so strong?

Sephira ran at Vincent and started madly kicking at him. At first she landed some kicks, but then Vincent studied her moves and started blocking them all. "STOP DOING THAT-" She shrieked, running in Aeris's direction.

"You are over powered, and you know it," Vincent called out, diverting her attention from Aeris.

She stopped short on hearing his voice and began to laugh hard, "So you think." As soon as the words left her mouth, she lifted up her shoe to pull out a hidden dagger. The quivering, pathetic little woman powerfully threw it at Vincent, whom had moved swiftly out of the way. "Wrong move- I win."

Before Vincent could question he heard a soft cry from Aeris that had revealed Sephira's vindictive plan. His eyes jotted back at the daring woman furiously, who only stood staring at him in a mocking manner. The Taunting had worked on Vincent a little too well, for Sephira's taste. He walked quickly up to Sephira, whom backed slowly up in fear, not wanting what she had asked for. He roughly slammed her body against the wall to have full eye contact. Sephira choked in pain, whimpering in protest to his actions. The black haired man stuck the gun to Sephira's head, whom automatically threw her hands up while freezing in total-complete fear at the sight of his beastly looking claw.

I've never been scared before in my entire life, Sephira started thinking, I wonder …is this what fear is like? The distraught wild woman's eyes filled with tears of rage... She had to surrender. She had never before lost a battle, nor had she ever before surrendered. "Get off me!" She asked quietly, squiggling tremendously under Vincent's powerful grip.

"Tell me why Hojo wants her."

"I will not deceive my master."

"I didn't ask you to. I asked you what Hojo wanted with the girl." Vincent leaned forward at the smell of her blood, his hair falling over his face.

"I wouldn't tell you anything, not even if you gave me all the money in the world," Sephira growled viciously at him, like she was about to bite him. Vincent grabbed both of her wrists and stepped onto her feet, trying to hold them down.

"Ahhh… Let go. GET OFF OF ME." Sephira yelled, with cold sweat streaming down her face. "Haven't you ever heard of personal boundaries?"

"Tell me what Hojo wants with the girl," Vincent said these words so calm and smoothly that Sephira just couldn't stand it any more. She decided it was time to surrender and tell him everything that she knew: which was ..nothing.

Sephira looked down in apprehension. "I'll tell you what I know. When I do; do you promise to let me go?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Just, no."

"Just, why?" Sephira said through gritting teeth, as she looked intently at Vincent's face.

"What if you haven't anything to tell.?"

"I do have something to tell you."

"What if you're lying?"

"I am…not lying," Sephira lied, blowing away a strand of her hair from off of her face.

"How do I know that?"

"It's called trust."

"You call it trust, I call it stupidity."

"That's because you are stupid."

"You're naive."

"Errr! SHUT UP!!!" Sephira screamed angrily at the top of her lungs. "Oh!…that felt good."

Vincent shook his head at Sephira's frivolous actions. " Do you know what Hojo wants with this girl?"

"Not telling!" Vincent pressed her body harder against the wall, squeezing her beyond hard. "Ow… If you're trying to squeeze it out of me, it's not going to work."

"Tell me," Vincent said, starting to get angry,

"O.K. Alright. I'll tell you. Let me go after." The dark woman whispered with a hint of exhaustion in her voice. "Will you?"

"…Why would I?"

"Because you're a sweet, gifted, attractive, inane, charismatic, very fine-looking-"

"Why."

"Because, I guess your father was also."

"You're a very inexplicable woman."

"The name's Sephira…whew am I tired. Heheh heh. HahahHAHAHA!!! Sephira began to brake into giggles as tiredness overtook her fatigued body. Vincent looked to the side in disgust of her silly actions. "Stop it," he said, heightening the volume of his voice, "Tell me why Hojo wants her. Tell me." Vincent shook Sephira's body side to side, trying to make her cut out the giggles.

"You didn't say the magic word. HahaHAHAHha!"

"TELL ME!" Vincent yelled, fuming mad. Sephira instantly stopped giggling and looked seriously at Vincent. Her eyes were so wide and full of distress, she looked like an alien.

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