CHAPTER 2

CLOUD AND VINCENT

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Cloud lied back in the sand, his head supported by his hands as he felt the breeze on his face. I light breeze that made you feel calm and didn't blow sand everywhere. As he had his eyes closed he thought of everything that had happened, thinking he was a SOLDIER and fighting Sephiroth. His mind drifted to defeating Bahumut and fighting Kadaj and then Sephiroth. Every time he tried to relax something got in his way and made life difficult, even his own guilt.

"I hope you aren't going to fall asleep." Vincent said in a slightly sarcastic tone.

"No" Cloud replied, the only movements on his face being his lips.

Vincent looked down at Cloud, the best fighter out of the whole group, the defender of Edge. A boy who only worried about his own guilt that blamed him for things he couldn't prevent. It was a mystery to Vincent how Cloud ever got through life before the curing of the Geostigma. Although Cloud knew he wasn't alone and he seemed to have a thing for Tifa Vincent couldn't help but think that Cloud was still facing an inner struggle and this new and mysterious fighter wasn't making things easier for Cloud. Vincent's torn cape blew in the wind as he stared down at Cloud, deep in thought.

"Are you ever going to stop staring?" Cloud asked, not opening his eyes.

Vincent sniggered, "I know you still have an inner battle" He said, "Don't try to hide it from me Cloud."

Cloud sat up, then stood up and walked towards his bike. He sighed as he mounted it.

"Going somewhere else then?" Vincent asked, walking up to him.

"I need a better place to think." Cloud said and sped off back towards the City, his bike spraying sand high into the air. Vincent watched the minimizing figure of Cloud speed of into the distance, the wind blowing his hair and cape.


Suddenly the rock face exploded, sending sand and rock everywhere. Vincent quickly turned round and readied himself for a fight; he didn't see anybody there. He quickly turned round and a dark figure flew towards him, a kick already in motion. Vincent dodged quickly as the figure disappeared in the dust, he had only seen it for a split second but it was a very dark shape. Vincent, not being one to be fooled, prepared for an attack from anywhere and was ready to ignore any distracting theatricalities. It was fast, the figure came in front of him, jumped over him and kicked him to the ground, Vincent landed on his hands and jumped back onto his feet to see the figure go for him again, Vincent used his cape to dodge and move behind the figure who landed on the side of a rock. Vincent got out his pistol and began firing like crazy at the figure, dust, sand and rock going everywhere as a heavy wind blew from all the gunshots. Just as he stopped firing the figure forward flipped through the dust and into view. In the dark clothes and hood Vincent saw an evil smile play on the fighter's face before he charged again and vanished. Vincent looked around quickly and turned in time to be punched to the ground, the figure kicked his Cerberus away and grabbed him by the collar. "Where does Cloud Strife live?" The figure asked, his voice very threatening.

"I wouldn't tell you even if you were to kill me." Vincent said, unfazed.

"Who said I wont?" The figure replies, drawing out a large sword and pressing it against Vincent's neck, drawing a little blood.

"He set off towards the city, I'm sure you could still catch him." Vincent retorted, visibly worrying now, but then again, who wouldn't?

The figure smirked and dropped Vincent and then jumped onto a bike and sped off at a faster speed than Cloud. His cape billowing in the wind behind him. Vincent stood up and brushed himself off before flying off to find Cloud.


Denzel was walking home, cursing at the rain because it had soaked him straight through and now it was dark because of the clouds, could things get any worse?

As if answering his thoughts he heard movement in an alleyway, so he looked inside and walked through, the rain a little lighter due to the tight confines of the alleyway. He looked up and screamed as a dark shape descended upon him and took him away…


Cloud was sitting on a boulder at the very place that Zack died, his sat with his arms folded as he thought deeply until something caught his attention. A bike sped towards him; he got ready for a fight until he noticed the rider…Tifa! Tifa stopped beside Cloud's bike and dismounted and ran up to him, hugging him in tears.

Cloud was taken aback by this and hugged her. "Tifa, what's wrong?" He asked the usually strong woman before him.

"It's Denzel… He's gone, somebody's taken him!" She sobbed in reply as Cloud looked at the sky with a serious face.


I'm evil, aren't I? A cliffy when you all didn't want one. Oh well, you know how to find out what happened to Denzel, R/R!