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This is a one shot fanfic, about Vincent just before he fought Sephiroth.
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They had all worked mercilessly through the crater, and now they were just feet away from Sephiroth.
Vincent was beginning to get second thoughts.
He is Lucrecia's child, Vincent thought. Killing him… would it really help me repent for my past sins, or would it make more?
Sephiroth had been Lucrecia's child, Lucrecia loved her darling son Sephiroth even though she had never been able to hold him in her own hands. Vincent knew this because she had told him back in her cave behind the waterfall. Vincent had lied and told her that Sephiroth was dead, but she had said she had dreams of Sephiroth, and she felt that he hadn't died.
That was… half true.
The sane Sephiroth had died five years ago, and now an insane Sephiroth rampaged and threatened the very life of the planet. Sephiroth had killed countless innocents to succeed his goal, including Aeris, the young flower girl who was once a member of their group. There were thousands others just like Aeris who had lost their lives due to the maniac that stood ahead of them, and Vincent had assured himself that he was doing the right thing.
But was he, was he really?
Of course, Vincent reassured himself. Unless I kill Sephiroth now, all of mankind may have been like Aeris. Including all of those who had died and ascended to the Planet. Sephiroth's reign would reach all the limits of the universe. None wouldn't know the name of Sephiroth. All would suffer.
One time, thirty years ago, Vincent had fallen in love with this menace's mother, and he had been paid to protect Sephiroth. Hojo… perhaps it was Hojo's fault all along. If it wasn't for that damn Hojo and his damned experiments, Lucrecia and I… may have had a family… and a nice house. The thought brought a tear to Vincent's eye. The thought of being with his sweet, darling Lucrecia.
These had been the most painful of nightmares he had endured while he was in his coffin.
The worst nightmares of all that he had lost, because he had failed to protect his lovely Lucrecia.
And now he stood, his hand on the gun that was strapped onto his belt, unsure of what to do. Killing Sephiroth would be like a part of Lucrecia, Vincent knew this, and still he had prevailed through their entire journey. But now, as he stood within five feet of this menace, he had second thoughts.
"Everyone ready?" Cloud asked the group.
They were all silent, but when Cloud began heading towards Sephiroth, they had all followed. Including Vincent.
They hoped down through and there they saw him, Sephiroth glared down at them from a floating. He grinned at them.
At that moment, Vincent thought Sephiroth never looked more like his beloved Lucrecia.
Vincent instantly thought that he should go back, but to where?
Back to his coffin, for what?
To Lucrecia? He could never be able to face Lucrecia again, not only because he had been on a journey to stop Sephiroth, her son, but also because he had failed that journey, as he had failed her.
That final thought made Vincent stand tall, and glare back at Sephiroth. He may have failed Lucrecia, but he won't fail this. He refused to stand up against the gates of the afterworld a failure.
He would fight. Lucrecia may never forgive him, nor accept him, but he no longer cared. He would stand against Sephiroth, and fight, and possibly even die. But, he would know in his heart and the heart of his teammates that they died as heroes. Their intentions were pure and good, standing against that which is evil, and Vincent will fear no evil.
Vincent rose his gun and fired the first shot.
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I also plan on writing another short fic for after he was done fighting Sephiroth and he returns to Lucrecia.