A/N: Thank you all for keeping my hopes up. I thought this story suck and nobody would dare to say that it was nice or whatever. I don't know whether to stop or not but reading all your reviews makes my day and keeps me writing more! The story is quiet changing from the title guilty nights though…

'Where did she go?'

Vincent kept quiet, not daring to move a bit. Now, he's standing between two streets and two choices. Tifa's life depends on his decision and he knows that pretty well.

'If I choose the wrong way, it might be too late.'

He stood there still, forgetting about the thieves. He doesn't feel their presences at all. He closed his eyes for quite a long time and concentrated. He opened his eyes again with his decision. After a silent sigh, he chose the left street.

The quiet dark streets scared Tifa (even though she doesn't have any idea about what's been creeping about). Yet she kept walking, shrugging the goose bumps off her skin. Why does she have to be afraid anyway? It's just a lonely street at the darkest night, she thought. But it has never been that lonely before. And she hasn't seen even a single person walk pass her… But she can say someone's been walking not too far from her hiding in the shadows. She concentrated in her surroundings. Something is wrong and she knows it.

'Cloud, where could you be?'

Tifa sighed. "Look, whoever you are, I don't wanna waste my time with bastards like you." She said with a very brave voice. No one showed up or even said something back. But she is absolutely sure she is talking to someone…

Or some people.

'She doesn't need me after all… I always loved her and I though she loves me too. I thought she's honest about everything she told me. About what we are into.'

Cloud was depressed about what he saw. He was sure he wouldn't get over it the rest of his life. Running away would pretty much tell Tifa that everything is over which is the reason why he did. He suddenly stopped. And thought about what she told him before. Maybe the situation really isn't what he thought it is. He tried to ask himself whether he'd go back or keep walking away.

'What if… she really means it? I do trust her as much as she trusts me.'

He stopped thinking, foolishly waiting for someone to answer him in his mind even if he knows nobody would. Then he pictured them kissed passionately.

They look like it feels right to them. And worse, they look nice together. Cloud changed his mind about stopping and turning back.

"Face it Cloud… She doesn't need you. She has someone else now. You're dismissed and you need to just run off to a place where she can't find you." He said to himself. He stopped in the middle of the street and looked down. The pure dark silence enveloped him until…

"Unlucky admirer, aren't you?" A rough but whispery voice soon spoke out. Cloud gasped and quickly searched where the voice came from. He couldn't see anything but the shadows that surrounds the streets. The voice suddenly let out an evil laugh, which scared him.

"At your back, fool."

Cloud quickly turned back and saw a figure of a tall well-bodied man. He readied himself for a fight. The figure suddenly went nearer to him and showed himself as the street light showed his appearance. But Cloud didn't expect it that way.

First, the man looks stronger than he ever thought he is at first sight.

Second is he isn't alone.

The man smiled with his evil eyes as two other men showed up behind him. Cloud felt his heart beating faster.

"Who the hell are you?" Cloud asked annoyed.

The other two men laughed at him. Cloud didn't find what's funny. He thinks the situation is absolutely serious.

"Such a mindless jerk. You better listen to rumors around you before you settle outside, boy… Unlucky runt…" The leader who seems to be the one who showed up first to him looked at Cloud's buster sword and continued. "Give us that sword before we'll tear you apart."

Cloud looked at him angrily. "No way! Why should I!"

"You're lucky not all of us are here… Too bad you're not lucky enough…"The three men looked at themselves with very sly smiles and walked towards Cloud as he readied his sword for the fight.

Tifa looked at the man before her and seemed to be hypnotized at his adoring eyes. He smirked at her and she smiled back. They stayed that way for quite a long time.

Slowly, the man gave her a shining gem as he smiled at her adoringly. Tifa's eyes focused at his eyes then to the gem as she held it tightly.

Then she realized something. The gem seems to get warmer on her hands every second.

'Snap out of it Tifa. This isn't a gem. And that guy isn't any innocent guy…'

She quickly closed her eyes and threw it away. The gem up above the sky, exploded as green smoke shower down to the grounds. The gem is a bomb. Tifa shook her head. And looked at the man before her angrily.

"And you thought I'll fall for it, huh?" She quickly threw him a punch using her right hand but he held it tightly using his.

He smiled at her without a word but didn't do anything. Tifa, with her right fist being held, tried her left hand as the man did the same. The man held her fists tightly and let out a quiet laugh.

"Let go of me, shit!" She quickly kicked his chest as he stumbled away from her, freeing her hands. Without wasting a second, she punched his jaw out as he stumbled to a new different direction leading his head to a post. He fell unconscious… or dead as the blood streamed out of his head. Tifa gasped out in horror.

'What on earth is going on?'

She calmed herself thinking it's over…

…But it isn't.

The moment she knew it, seven more guys who look like maniacs and drug addicts came surrounding her. Tifa was horrified about this. But she looked at the bright side of them having no weapon at all. Before she can get ready for the second fight, one of the men grabbed her arms leaving her no defense. The others stared at her with a smile while some made smooching faces as they walked nearer to her.

One of them who made it the nearest to her glided his rough fingers through her body. Tifa looked at him disgustedly and gave him her strongest kick. She quickly struggled free from the other guy who was holding her arms and punched his face. Before his body had a chance to stumble away, she held his wrist and threw him away as his body shot against the other four men. Six bodies lay unconsciously and one, which gave her a bomb earlier, lay dead. But one more guy is standing on his feet undamaged.

'Six bullshits down… one more to go. This guy isn't as hard as he looks like at all…' She taught victoriously.

She readied her fist as she focused to the guy but little does she know another person is standing behind her. He used his hard fist to bat the back of her head.

Tifa cried out in pain. All she can see is a blurry vision of more men surrounding her with an evil smile as if they have a plan for her and soon, everything was dark.

(As Cid said before, their colony is really big.)

"Is she dead boss?"

"No… She's just asleep."

"So… What will we do? Stab her?"

"Nah… let's play her…"

The guy smiled at him and nodded as the others hungrily looked at the unconscious Tifa. Before they can continue, they heard a click. Was that a trigger from a gun? The thieves looked at the figure, which stands before them. They can see his scary crimson eyes as they stood to fight some more and get him out of the way.

Vincent sighed again. "I hate it when this kind of thing happens. Hands off the girl before I harm any of you."