Wicked squeezed her eyes shut trying to force her self to doze. She didn't like the fact that Yazoo was sleeping a few feet away from her.
"If only I had my gun I shoot his freakin' brains out!" She said behind clenched teeth as she rolled over and glared at him. She didn't dare attempt to get up or he'd wake up and catch her. Rolling back over she tried to shove the idea in the back of her head. The room was so still that she could hear him breathing right behind her. That's when it happened. She felt the need to go out and fight! She didn't know where she had…she just knew she had to. Something was not in harmony with the cosmos any more somewhere and it was her duty to stop or destroy the person who was doing it. But at the same time she had enough of her senses that told her that the moment she made enough noise that Yazoo would wake up and at lest take a shot at her if not shoot her leg. She tried to ignore it but the sense of duty only got stronger with every attempt of neglecting it. "Of all the times for this why now?" She said looking back at Yazoo's sleeping body. She turned around and looked at the small window leading out side. "I can't just stay here any more!" She whispered as she decided to do what she dubbed 'suicidal duty call'. She jumped up and ran for the wall that the window was in. She had hidden knives under her long knee-high high-heeled black leather boots. Pulling them out she attached two blades on her boots and she held two blades in her hand. She jumped up at the wall and processed to climb out. But luck had a sense of humor tonight, at lest for her. Her knife got stuck in the wall, half way up to the window, which by now was only two feet away from her reach, she cut her self some how and she yelped quietly. It was as clear as day and any one could see her, stuck on the wall! To make things worse just as she thought Yazoo was starting to wake up. "Holy cow! My life is over if he spots me here!" she thought as she struggled to get free. After a moment of wiggling the knife around she could move again and she tore up the wall. Yazoo moaned then look towards the window.
"Hey! Get down here!" He yelled getting up and pulling out his gun.
"Help me oh leader in the cosmos! And I'll never do any thing this stupid again!" She pleaded in her head as she opened the window. She was outside under the full, silver painted moon when she saw the black bullet fly out the window and Yazoo yelling something out running up the stairs as she closed it behind her, most likely profanities. She ran for the woods and darted behind one of the bushes, when she looked back Yazoo was already outside! "Oh my god!" She whispered as she darted towards the Forgotten City.
Yazoo was ready to kill this girl; in fact, he WAS going to kill her as soon as he could get his hands around her skinny little neck! She had woken him up, at two o' clock in the morning, for what ever the life stream knows about the reason other than she wanted to get away from him. He shook his head and walked in the direction he saw her going just as she ran behind a bush. He didn't tell her that he had a way of finding her even if he didn't follow her the whole way.
"Lady luck be kind to me tonight." He said faintly with half closed eyes looking at the sky as he walked on to the woods. "God I hate this place and every one in it! Of all the stupid, pointless, worthless, waste of time, idiotic things to get caught up in on this god-forsaken planet I just had to find this girl didn't I? Grr! I hope Mother can sort this whole thing out when we find her again!" As he got close to the bushes he pulled his gun out. But when he looked behind he saw that she was already gone. "Damn it Jenova!" He hollered almost throwing his Velvet Nightmare on the ground with rage. Taking in a few deep breaths he looked again and found something small on the ground that was unusual for where it was. Something that was in the shape of, and was as cold as an icicle, "Ah, she's a master over water elements, alias Water Master." He said picking it up as it melted. He looked around for ether more water like objects or sign of water-powered change. He then sighted yet another ice object, then another, and another until he noticed they where headed in the direction of the Forgotten City. "Wha? Why there?" He said standing up as he put his gun away. "I guess that's for her to know and me to find out." He ran off and got his bike to drive after her.
When Wicked showed up, every one else was there. All her friends from the darker area of the world's forests, her two sisters Wild and Wrath, the dark cats, Vincent was even there.
"You shouldn't be here." Vincent said staring up at her like he always did.
"Vincent, for years and years you've been my only friend in this crazy, screwed-up world of ours. But do me a favor. Sit this one out. I'm tired of fighting her so here I am." She replied as she walked on by.
"Mother is…our only hope now! She's the only one we need! Hear my voice my bothers and sisters! It is time to re-claim our destiny to destroy this planet for Mother!" Kadaj shouted out as Wicked came near. Kadaj had reincarnated the Geostigma again and so he sent it out to the people to get them to return, but this time, he had Mother with him. Loz and Sephiroth where there right behind Kadaj smiling. There was some kind of white marbled bowl in front of Kadaj on a black lustrous stone. As the children walked into the darken water Wicked felt the need to shout out 'get out!' but she didn't. Instead, she followed them at lest until she was closer to Kadaj to hear him say, "Nothing can hold us back now! We failed last time, we won't this time! Even the Death Troopers can't stop us now!" Wicked stopped dead in her path. She was pissed! And I mean PISSED when he said that! The Death Troopers were the only ones who could really keep the peace around here and she was NOT about to hand that power over to some selfish little puck in a black leather coat with silver shoulder-length hair just yet! She had earned this right now she was going to keep it! It was HER job to keep the universe in check, HER job to maintain equilibrium, and HER job to over throw bad leadership! She was getting ready to do just that! She got out her sword and darted for Kadaj but was stopped by Sephiroth about half way there.
"I will NOT just let you take over Kadaj!" She shouted at him as she began to mêlée with Sephiroth. Kadaj turned to her and his slits contracted and he clenched his teeth, in about a minute he was up with Sephiroth, slashing at her until she fell to the ground.
"I'm over throwing you Kadaj! Your leaderships over down here!"
"I've heard enough of your blabbering! Take her!" He ordered Loz. Loz jumped up to her and grabbed her leg; flinging her over his head she went flying across and hit one of the white trees. The tree began to tilt and Loz jumped up to her and kicked her off. Wicked tried to redeem her up right position but found her self flying over Loz's head again. After a while of being tossed around she fell against a muscular frame and she was caught in Kadaj's arms. Somehow Kadaj drained her of her life force and she fell forward. "I'd better infect her with the stigma fast!" Kadaj said cutting her arm and placing an area of his that was infected on her incision.
Yazoo showed up in time to see his brother leaning over Wicked with his arm touching hers. Confused, he walked up putting his gun away.
"What happened here?" He asked as he walked up.
"Your little girlfriend here was trying to stop us from doing what Mother asked us to do!" Loz almost shouted at him. Yazoo looked at him in disbelief.
"What are you talking about? Look, I think you've got this all wrong. I know what and why Death Troopers as they're called go after people. If there's something in this universe that's out of balance then it's their job to stop or destroy it." Yazoo said blankly,
"Then I guess SHE thinks that what we're doing is upsetting that delicate balance." Kadaj said looking up at his brother.
"She can't do that. She can only act on instinct. She needs an instinct to do so if she needs to attack. She can't just waltz up and stop some one from doing what they're doing because she doesn't like it." Yazoo explained.
"…Then there's something about what we're doing that IS upsetting this delicate balance and so she attacked." Sephiroth said looking at the girl. Yazoo glanced down at her and saw that her Birthmark was glowing green.
"Um…I think we'll want to back off now." He warned.
"Why?" Kadaj asked.
"Her Birthmark is glowing. That can only mean she's calling for help." He pointed at her neck.
"Well, we can't just leave her here." Loz reasoned.
"I know." Yazoo took a deep breath before he said any more, "I'll stay with her. I can get her back without much pain."
"Alright…fine." Kadaj said standing up and wiping the blood off his skin, Yazoo stared puzzled at his brother.
"Hey Kadaj, what exactly were you doing?"
"Getting the Geostigma in her…why?"
"I know of a faster way…I'll have to take some extra time in getting her back to do it though."
"Good, 'cause it doesn't look like I did anything any way. Let's go." Kadaj and the others left, after they where gone Yazoo slapped his forehead.
"Crap! I did it again!" He said behind clenched teeth. He collected him self and walked up to Wicked. He placed his hand on her shoulder and shook her aggressively. "Hey! Wake up!" Wicked opened her eyes and shook her head so Yazoo let her fall down and he walked away.
"Did I lose?" She said looking up at the bowl thing.
"You could say that." Yazoo said uninterestedly. She jerked her gaze to him. "Glad to see that my voice demands the attention from you…at lest now it does. That'll help you…later." He said as he walked over to the alter. Wicked squeezed her eyes shut and bowed her head.
"I failed! Once again! Every time I try I fail!" She moaned, Yazoo turned to look at her.
"So have we but you don't see US complaining." He said as he turned back around. "And what do you mean by you failed? You wanted to stop us from doing what we where doing right? Well, if that's what you wanted you got it." Wicked looked up from the ground.
"Are you trying to make me feel better about my self? 'Cause if you are, then why?"
"I don't want to hear you griping all the way back home that's why." He answered looking back; Wicked stood up and dusted her self off.
"I came out here to do my job Yazoo. And I WILL finish it!" Yazoo tilted his head.
"What do you mean?"
"Jenova. She's been tormenting me ever since you three lost her freakin' liquefied head!"
"I will not let you refer to Mother that way!" He said as his eyes contracted again, he reached for his gun.
"Sorry. I guess I got punchy there."
"You where about to start a fist fight there." He said narrowing his eyes at her.
"Well, now you know how I felt when I saw your brothers there, trying to take over my business!" She said glaring up at him. Yazoo started thinking about what he could say to get her to at lest consider taking up their side. He partly smiled and relaxed his voice,
"What are you taking about? We're not here to take over your business, or any one else's. We're merely trying to make it easier on you." Yazoo said. Even now slowly started to smoothen out his voice. Wicked looked over at the water.
"Then what was all that crap about when Kadaj said 'even the Blood Warriors can't stop us now'?" Yazoo didn't expect that one. But he still had an immediate answer to that one too.
"He didn't mean it like it sounded." Wicked glared back at him.
"Oh really? Then what did he 'mean' by that?"
"He was just saying that so that the others would want to help us. Really, we don't want to interfere. We just want to do this and leave." Yazoo smiled at her trying to weaken her defenses. But Wicked as smarter than any other girl Yazoo had ever met, even above Tifa. She could see through that plastered face and saw the darkness of his words.
"Then do it on some one else's defenseless plant! You're not wanted here!"
"Oh come on now. You humans and Blood Warriors can't be that inhospitable to your guests now can you?" He slowly approached her. Wicked was starting to get really ticked off. She ran up and kicked Yazoo over, she then caught sight of one of his guns and grabbed it as he fell, then she aimed at him as he struggled to get back up on his feet and shot a bullet passed his silver head.
"Take your precious Mother and go!" She said angrily as she cocked the gun again. "I already told you you're not wanted here!" Yazoo got up laughing softly and placed his hand on the gun pushing it down.
"We can help each other you know. You can stop playing around with death and listen to me and I can in return can help you master your water powers." Wicked backed away trembling.
"How did you know about that?"
"That's how I found you again." He winked at her. Wicked looked away and blushed. Trying to keep a strait face she looked back,
"You can't trust me! You know that! I'm not to be tamed!" She warned, Yazoo leaned in slowly saying,
"Oh I know I can't trust you just yet, but the real question is, can you trust me?" He stared out of the corner of his eye as he turned back around and walked to the black stone pillar completely calm. Wicked, on the contrary, found her self very uncomfortably lost for words, something about his manner was keeping her from pulling that trigger. If she were in her right mind right now, she'd have shot the bloody bastard in the head! Instead, she found her self in a position like she was staring the man she loved in the face, she was getting the butterflies, and she was blushing from the waist down every time he spoke to her.
"Am I in love with him?" She asked her self, she shook her head. "Nonsense Wicked! Of course you don't like the jerk! How could you possibly find your self in love with some one who's so uncaring? Get a hold of your self girl! He's just a trained hypnotist! He's making you THINK you like him! Get mad! Get angry! Shoot the freakin' idiot already!" She raised the gun to shoot but still couldn't find the gut to pull the trigger. "No! Must…not…give…in…" She fought her self until she finally lowered the gun and dropped it on the ground and fell to her knees. Yazoo glanced back and saw her fall; he walked up, gave a mocking applause and picked his gun up off the ground.
"Thank you." He said mockingly as he put it away, taking pleasure in her pain,
"Damn you! I've never been partly tamed before. It sucks!" She said hanging her head. Yazoo pulled her up onto her feet by her shirt and caught her as she fell forwards. Her face fell on his chest,
"A little unsteady aren't you?" He smirked at her. Wicked heard the sounds of a heart beating and she gained enough sense to see where she was.
"Unhand me you cad!" She said pushing him off. Yazoo half smiled at her as she turned fifty shades of red again. "I'm leaving!" She huffed as she starting to storm off.
"And? Where will you go?" Yazoo asked, he had taken the liberty of searching through her thoughts when she was resting on his chest a moment ago and knew she had no place to call home but hadn't quite gotten to the reason why yet.
Wicked stopped, he had just touched a sensitive area of her rejected, emotionless. She fought tears back and said,
"Nowhere…just like before." The first teardrop came from her eye and she walked on. Yazoo kept on pestering her just to torment her, unaware of the fact that she was crying.
"Okay, fine, see if I care. I hope you can at lest find a place to keep from getting wet 'cause it's supposed to rain tonight. But then again, it's not my problem. It's your fault that you're to prideful to ask for shelter. Bye." He started walking away him self laughing at her when he heard her hic just a little. He sighed joyfully and turned back around to look at her as she lied down and fell apart on the ground. A small rain cloud float over her body and it started to rain over her and only her. Suddenly something inside Yazoo snapped and felt sorry for her, he wanted to comfort her pain but he shook his head. "What in hell am I doing? I don't care about her!" He started walking away again but still felt something pulling him to her. After about four feet of walking he stopped. Maybe there was a reason why he felt this way. Maybe it was Mother's way of showing him what he should do to get her on their side. But that didn't make any sense; it felt like it was his own soul emotions that had snapped inside of him and that he him self WANTED to help her relieve her of sorrow, or even be the one to recover her from this emotional hell. Yazoo looked up at the sky and sighed as he closed his eyes. He pushed him self into keep on going away but again, four feet away, something inside started pulling him back. 'Help her' was all he could think about. "No! What? Have I gone crazy? I don't…CARE!" He whispered, once again tried to walk on but now the feeling of going back and helping her changed from a want to a need and his chest hurt all the way into his heart and he stopped again. Yazoo groaned in pain as he fell to the ground and grabbed his chest and he heard her call out, "Why me? Why wasn't I good enough for it? Why wasn't I loved too? That's all I ever wanted was to be loved!" Breathing hard he finally stopped and thought about it as the rain fell down around him too now. "Okay Yazoo. You have to make a decision now. Go back and help? Or be the cold, heartless man you are and keep going?"
Wicked had hardly moved since Yazoo looked at her as she lay there crying. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She only knew that she was hurting so badly that she had to break down the walls and cry. She had been hated all her life and now it finally started sinking in and it hurt to her bones. It hurt so badly that she just wanted to rip her heart out so she did have to feel this torment any more. Her chest felt like lead, and her head felt like it was going to explode with blood. She couldn't hold in the tears any more, she wept. She tried to pull her guts in but she couldn't.
"Stop it! Stop your worthless crying! Stop it right now! No one else is going to cry for you any more!" She screamed in her head to her self. But she didn't listen. She felt the rain start to fall on her and it only made thing worse. "Yazoo was right. It is going to rain tonight!" She pulled her self together into a tight little ball trying to battle the cold and shivered. She wasn't dressed for this type of weather; she was only wearing her high-heeled boots, a pair of black shorts, a black tank top, and a black leather sleeveless waist long jacket. She started to cry harder and harder as it rained faster and it started to piece her body. She sat up; pulled her drenched black silver streaked hair down from the ponytail she had it up and let it fall over her. Her hair covered her face and she screamed into the night sky, "Why me? Why wasn't I good enough for it? Why wasn't I loved too? That's all I ever wanted was to be loved! Is this punishment for being a Death Trooper that shouldn't have been born 'cause her parents weren't married along with she lived on the streets?" She fell down again into the mud that had been forming underneath her as she was shouting. Her tears came as fast as the pouring rain around her. She squeezed her eyes tight and kept fighting the cold, she was ready. "I guess it's time to die now." She gave up on fighting for her life, "Kill me now life stream. Help me SOLDERS of old. I'm ready." She felt her life start to drift from her body and she exhaled for what she thought was the last time. Suddenly the rain stopped falling on her body and she felt a warm hand on her arm then it let go, then a hand grabbed her legs under her knees and then another hand reached around her back across he shoulder blades. She heard a short grunt as she felt her body being lifted of the ground and into the arms of something warm and strongly familiar. He head was resting against the bicep of a males arm and she snuggled into his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck. She carelessly fell asleep feeling safe.
Yazoo got to his bike and gently placed his load on the ground under a tree. Wicked was still shivering and now the rain was falling too hard to get anywhere tonight. Yazoo opened up the set and grabbed a blanket from the storage area. When he came back he wrapped her up in it since he him self didn't need it, his coat was enough. He sat behind her and she rolled over so that she was buried into his chest. Crossing his arms across her back he pulled her close to his chest trying to further keep her warm and leaned back against the sheltering tree, closing his eyes he too fell asleep.