Disclaimer; I don't own anything from the game Final Fantasy VII or anything else from Square Enix (Squaresoft?) I have overlooked the following chapters and it will be defiantly be over thirty chapters long......the question is, can you survive?

Chapter 3: White haired savior

"&#/($ hell.......I need a cigarette." Cid muttered under his breath while reaching for his pack behind his goggles. He was still shaking after the encounter with Arvin; he could swear that if it gone any longer, he would have to change into a new pair of pants.

"I'll say, that's was scary." The spunky ninja scowled when she got down from the wall. She was impressed though, never had she seen a human move that fast, if you could call that human. If that Arvin were a ninja, she would put her elders at shame. Thinking twice, that would have been fun to witness.

Nanaki had regained consciousness and were in deep thought. This Arvin indeed knew his father. But that would mean that she was older than twenty, even thirty for the possibility of actually 'knowing' him.

Barret helped Cloud off the flour and steadied him over to a wooden chair. The swordsman winced in pain when he breathed, indicating that ribs were broken. Strong coughs erupted from his lungs followed by cry of agony. Tifa rushed over to his side, not bothered by her throbbing headache.

Everyone was all shook up from the event, and the host decided to close the bar earlier than usual. When all the costumers, who were swearing and got very angry about the sudden lock up were gone, it left AVALANCHE and the Turks alone in the bar. The host has been kind to let them stay and gather their strength. They settled down around the largest table, made for the poker men in the corner of the bar. A heavy silence hung over them; no one was sure how to react after this unexpected fight. Reno's voice was the first one to start the discussion.

"So what now?"

Indeed, what now Cloud thought. They had met great enemies along their way but Arvin caught them by surprise, taken them down almost everyone and was still ready for more. "I don't know." was his reply.

Vincent was also in deep thought; he could not stop thinking of 'her'. Now he was confirmed, Arvin may look like a young woman, but deep inside she was a creature of darkness. She did even have 'black blood'. Black, like a writer's ink. That was another sign of inhumanity, he had seen monsters with that kind of blood, and it was as simple as that.

"Hey Vince?"

And why did his demons react so hard by the sight of her blood......or was it the scent of it? The vile heathens often made themselves known whenever his emotions took the better of him.

"Vince?"

Her wound healed abnormally fast Vincent thought.

"Hey Vincent."

And my gun was the only weapon that caught her off-guard

"God dammit Vincent!" Cid slammed his fist on the table, causing Vincent to snap back in reality. Blinking, he turned his gaze to the annoyed pilot. Rising an eyebrow as the question, 'what?'

Cid sniggered at the gunman. "Thinking of the girl huh?"

"......"

The silence and the intensive stare made Cid even more uncomfortable. "Well....I jus' wanna say.... thank you for savin' me".

Vincent did not reply but nodded his head in return.

"If it wasn't for'ya I would hav' been burned to crisps."

Again a nod was received from Vincent. That last sentence brought him back to his gun, it held powers far superior than a normal gun but.......something was out of place, he just could not put his finger on it.

"Vincent, what's bothering you?" Tifa asked when she noticed his silence. Not if it was out of the ordinary, but after the meteor he had opened up a lot more to everyone.

Vincent looked at Tifa and saw concerned in her eyes. Trying to make the decision to tell about the demons or not in front of Tifa, made it hard to consider of the consequences. He did not want to trouble her and all, but not telling her would only make her more......worried. That predicament confused him greatly.

".... nothing, just thinking over what happened." Like he predicted, Tifa eyes glazed with worry and disbelief.

"Don't ya worry Tif, we should be happy that we at least are alive." Barret replied jokingly. Tifa stared down at the table and muttered.

"How can be happy, when I know that my friends nearly lost their lives by 'one' person..." Tears began to gather in her eyes. Cloud gazed at Tifa in concern, she cared deeply for her friends and knew it pained her heart at seeing her comrades get hurt.......nearly die.

"Tifa it's been a long day....night, why don't you go some rest?" Cloud suggested and put his hand on her shoulder. Tifa blinked back the tears and shook her head.

"No. I want to get this through."

"Hmm......I think I'll go out for a walk." Yuffie groaned while stretching out her arms.

"You're sure?" Cloud asked, not liking the idea of letting the teenager out on her own, under these circumstances.

Yuffie rolled her eyes at the blonde leader. "Hey, I'm the great ninja Yuffie, I'll be alright. Besides I just gonna take some fresh air."

Cloud hesitated first but then nodded. Yuffie got up and left for the exit. When she opened the door, a voice called.

"Don't get ya'self in trouble brat!" Cid shouted with his stick-of-death in his mouth.

"Yeah yeah, I know. I'm just a girl, what could I possibly do?" She grinned and put on an innocent face. The others just rolled their eyes as she closed the door.

"......dat's what worries me." Cid said with a sight.

The Turks had been talking with Reeve and suddenly left from the bar. Cloud watched them until they closed the door and turned his eyes to Reeve for an explanation. The former Shinra employee turned hi attention to him.

"The Turks are going out to see if any civilians are wounded by Arvin's 'getaway'."

Cloud nodded and glanced over to Red. He frowned slightly when he saw the feline near the puddle of the black blood, sniffing. The swordsman got up and walked over to his furred friend.

"What is it Red?"

Nanaki smelled the blood again and felt his fur stand up. The blood smelled like a human's but had a lot more deeper scent. Even though the heavy scent of copper, it emitted a cold fragrance, like liquid-nitrogen.

"......I don't know". He turned to Cloud. "Whoever that was, she knew my father. Cloud, I want to find her, to get my questions answered."

Cloud nodded understanding but was troubled. It was Red's choice; however going on his own was like sending a pigeon into a storm. The beast carried wisdom and strength but who knows what more she is capable of.

"I will come too."

Cloud turned to the speaker and found out that it came from Vincent. Barret, Cloud, Reeve and Cid exchanged glances before staring at him. "Why?" Cloud asked slightly surprised.

Vincent sighed and closed his eyes. "I too have some questions that will need answers. I will accompany Nanaki on this mission."

The blonde swordsman just nodded no mood for any argue. Vincent was a man who would not change his mind, once it was set. He sighed and walked slowly back to the table. Once he sat down, he massaged his temples. "What was she?" He muttered in frustration.

Barret glanced at the clock on the wall, she was two in the morning and sighted. This is gonna be a long night.

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Yuffie walked along the street, enjoying the cool air. A walk always made her at ease, but not this time though. She could not stop thinking back at the scenery. If her shuriken had been thrown one inch lower, she would have been joining the ranks of the dead. Yuffie's thoughts were brought back to Arvin. She was so good-looking, like an angel, but inside lurked a devil. Even the most beautiful rose has thorns Yuffie mused.

Her thoughts were put aside when she heard a cry, echoing through the silent town. Instantly she ran to were it came from. Running in to an alley, her eyes widened at the scene.

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WHAM!

The man slumped down from the wall, creating a line of blood from his head, along it. He dazed up at the figure in front of him. The figure bent down and grabbed the man's shirt, and dragged him up.

"Where is it?!" The figure hissed.

The man shook with fear. "I don't know what you're talking about!" He turned his gaze towards his friends, who laid all dead in the corner, covered in blood.

The figure once again slammed him in the wall and smirked. "Don't take me for a fool Milo......or should say Dukam. I may be young but my powers should not be taken for granted. I know that you know what this little 'thing' is. Besides you don't want the same fate as you little friends got, do you?"

"......who are you?" Dukam asked in fear. Very few in this world knew his real name.

The figure brought Dukam face to face and smiled evilly. The smile grew wider when Dukam recognized the face.

"........Arvin" He whispered in shock.

Arvin chuckled. "Nice that you remember me. Well....let's ask again; where is it?"

"....."

Arvin sighed in annoyance and shook her head. "Tell me Dukam, what's the point? I practically executed your 'so called friends', without any trouble. Do you really think that you can survive any longer than them in battle?"

"....."

"....all right, I'll give you an option. If you tell me 'were' it is or 'who' has it, I'll let you go. However, if you don't tell me....." Arvin moved close to the side of his head, "...drah oui'ja caah ouin mycd suuhneca." She whispered in his ear. Dakum's breath was caught in his throat.

"......Sokat." He whispered.

"What?"

"Sokat know were it is."

....Sokat Arvin thought. She had not thought of him having the item. But then again, 'she' trusts Sokat with her life. Arvin closed her eyes and smiled.

Dukam felt his calm returning and let out a sight of relief. Suddenly his breath was caught again when he felt a stabbing pain in his chest. He glanced down and saw the horrifying scenario; Arvin's hand had dug itself deep inside his chest. Blood flowed down and Dukam's sight began to blur. The pain suddenly left him and he felt nothing. Arvin dropped him to the ground, satisfied with the torture. Dukam stared up in horror when he saw a blooded item pulsing in her palm and screamed when he realized what would happen soon.

"God no!!"

Arvin smiled and clenched her hand with sudden force. The black colored heart exploded like a water filled balloon. She stared at Dukam to see him screaming in pain and blue flames started to envelop him, seconds later he was gone. Only thing left was a pile of ash and a ring made of gold. Arvin bent down and put a hand over the ring.

"Samd" She muttered and a deep orange glow enveloped the ring

A moment later she lifted her hand to see the ring had melted into small puddle of hot gold.

Yuffie stared in fear and did not have the courage to move. When she finally found her body, she tried sneak back the way she came from.

CLINK!

Yuffie froze; she saw a tin can roll away from her feet. She then began to hear footsteps behind her and Yuffie made a quick dash. Arvin had heard the sound and made her way towards the intruder. She saw a glint of a shadow running away. Arvin smelled the air and growled low. It was on of 'them'. Without any hesitation, she dashed after the teen.

The cat and mouse chase had begun.

Yuffie's heart leaped to her throat as she hard the running footsteps behind her. She searched in all directions in hope to notice the bar; unfortunately a thick cloud of mist had emerged. It was in vain, she could barely see her hand in front of her face. Yuffie continued to run until her body met a brick wall, making her fall to the ground. She crawled up and looked around, a dead end.

The ninja turned to run the other way but stopped. Before her stood none other than Arvin, smirking at her.

Arvin began to stride calmly to Yuffie's shaking form, never once leaving her eyes at her. Her hands started to sparkle with purple-black lightning. Yuffie closed her eyes and shielding herself from the upcoming attack. Arvin raised her hand and charged forward, ready to strike with full force.

BOOM!

The ninja jumped by the loud noise and felt a strong force knocking her to the ground. Yuffie thought for sure that she was dead but when she felt stinging pain in her limbs, she knew she had survived. She opened her eyes and gasped. Arvin was blown in a wall, and before her stood a tall man. Yuffie looked confused at Arvin but turned her head at the stranger. The man had a long cloak and dark boots; he had white short hair slicked back. The man turned around to Yuffie and she felt shivers down her spine, the male had a pale face and sharp, ice blue eyes.

Arvin groaned in pain and looked up at the man. She glared at him when she recognized him. "What are 'you' doing here?"

The man looked at Arvin with amused eyes. "My dear Arvin, you were about to kill an innocent girl."

"That girl knew too much." Arvin muttered under her breath while getting up.

"Just like Dukam and his comrades?" He asked with a tint of mockery. Arvin scowled at him and leaned at the wall, closing her eyes. The male shrugged and walked towards Yuffie, who was trembling. He bent down and put his right hand over her eyes.

"Cmaab."

Instantly, Yuffie fell into a world of darkness.

To be continued...

My sincerest apologies for lack of update, but right now I'm on a ship called Deadline and is about to reach the same doom as Titanic. I didn't even bring me a life-vest......

I'm really in a depressive state right now so it might take a while for any updates. But please send me a review and write what you think.

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