Sorry, but part of the conversation between the voice and Kenny in Chapter 18 was replaced by a

The deleted part of the conversation is as follows:

{It is called Time Compression.}

[Why did you...I though Squall and the others tried to stop that.]

{Don't worry. Last time it was by that fool Ultimecia. Now it's safe. You want to be a hero don't you.}

That's it.

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It was Moloch. He still remembered It. In his dreams, Moloch had always killed his friends, but not before chaining him to the wall with shackles made of frozen blood, leaving him helpless. After It was done the chains melted onto his hands, and he couldn't wash the blood off. But now he was able to defend himself, although still frightened. He unsteathed PRESTIGE and was ready. Moloch arched Its back, making It taller.

Breathing out blue mist, It laughed again,"DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN BEAT ME??!! I'M SORRY I HAD TO KILL YOUR FRIENDS ALL THOSE TIMES BEFORE, AND I'M SORRY THAT I HAVE TO KILL YOU NOW. YOU HAVE, OR HAD, POTENTIAL KID YOU COULD HAVE EVEN BEEN LIKE ME."

Enraged at the thought of being like this spike-skinned abomination, he rushed at Moloch. Pulling out the two swords from Its own ribcage, Moloch growled again, and Kenny thrust PRESTIGE into Its chest as he did so. Kenn pulled the trigger again and again, each time discharging a blast of energy, and each time the screams of a thousand heroes grew louder.

The beast knocked him off with Its twenty-foot long tail and then, jumping with raptor-like legs, brought down the left sword. Jumping up and knocking away the sinister blade, kicking, slashing and pulling the trigger, the screams were so much louder now. They landed with such force as to make a crater in the soil., and Moloch kicked him far and into a tree that was knocked down.

{Here.}

Feeling the revitalizing spell, Kenneth sent forth a firaga that knocked Moloch back a good twentey feet. The soon to be hero took flight, leaving small craters in the few places were his feet hit the dirt. He sent a downward slash that nearly tore Molch in two.

{Do you feel it? You are almost a hero, a little longer.}

He was. He could feel his power doubling, even tripling. He drove PRESTIGE into Its chest yet again. Screams of pain erupted from Moloch and each made Its Grin wider, sent Its three eyes rolling in a frenzy.

"You'll haunt me no more Moloch", Kennsington said whilst lifting moloch up on his gunblade.

And then, Mercy. as soon as the eyes stopped rolling, the rage subsided, and Kennsington saw it now, Moloch really was sorry, he saw the remorse in It's.... And he couldn't help but sing as he strocked Moloch's head in pity.

" Dreaming of that face again. Its Bright and Blue and Shimmering. Grinning wide and Comforting me with...."

This was the song, and Moloch knew it, too. It joined the song as It wept from...

"It's Three warm and wild eyes."

Kenny saw all the pain It had been forced to cause, and wept as well.

'' On my back, and tumbling, down that hole, and back again. Rising up and wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye."

"In"

"Out"

"In"

"Out"

"A child's rhyme is stuck in my head. I've said that life is but a dream. I spent so many years in question, to find out I've known it all along."

He saw the heroes It had killed and tears It shed."

"So good to see you I've missed you so much, so glad It's over, I've missed you so much. Came out to see you play, so why are you running?"

"Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing a once familiar song..."

"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?"

And He saw how sad It had become, and they kept on singing

"Prying open my third eye

So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.

So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away

CHASING A TRAIL OF SMOKE AND REASON.

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Author's note: There, there it is, the song. Great song, hope you like it. From Tool, by the way. Comments? Still more places to take the story.