HOLYGODAREVIEW. I just wan to take this moment to say I knew it was possible, and to thank Allah, and God, and Buddha, and Satan who answered my pathetic prayers! This chapter is dedicated entirely to you anonymous!
I'm going to make this little blurb quick cuz it's late on a Wednesday night and I have to go to school tomorrow, unlike Monday, Tuesday, and today (YAY STUDENT HOLIDAYS/TEACHER WORKSHOPS~) and I need to be well rested o I can do my homework through all of first period, yayyyy band. WOO. So yeah, happy hump day, enjoy the story, and seriously anonymous girl, I was so excited to update this and sing praises of joy upon you, I will continue to post this story solely for your enjoyment! HUZZAH!
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Sara in da hood, yo.
Ari had tucked herself in a corner of one of the sides, behind some boxes. She felt pretty secure, but this of course left her rather extravagant hair exposed to the circling ship of death. She raised her eyes, watching while trying to draw in decent breaths. It just kept circling, mocking her and her bladders readiness to pee. And why oh why had she left Vincent? She decided if she lived she was most definitely going to try to use her brain more often. Or at least develop some logic. Or maybe just duct tape herself to Vincent, under his cape. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea.
Vincent was cursing under his breath…a lot. He may have been a rather silent guy but he knew his fair share of colorful words. And when he ran out of those he just started making some up. No matter what he said the way he was growling them they all sounded like some rather nasty curse words. Gun drawn he was hopping rooftop rather frantically, shooting anything that moved. Then he heard it, the sound of machine gun bullets fiercely grinding against metal. He sighed, Ari most definitely wasn't made of metal. However, if he'd learned anything in the last few hours with the girl she went skipping into danger, smiling the whole way. Obviously survival instincts and self preservation had skipped this generation. But he almost felt relieved when he saw the giant ship circling. He ran dead on at the metal flying beast, gun cocked and aimed, waiting for trigger. For good measure he activated his fire materia. He waited to get a clear shot of the ship…
Ari watched as the ship passed over her once more, only to have its wing literally blasted off, falling in its flaming glory toward her minorly safe haven. "OH EFF!" she screeched, leaping over the crates in an amazing flash of adrenaline and ninja skills, and mad dashing for the opposite direction of where she was. Because all she knew was imminent death was, once again, falling toward her in crushing, flaming glory. Just as the flaming metal hit the ground she cleared the danger zone, though the impact and following explosion tossed her forward and off her feet. Rolling she smashed rather ungracefully into the metal structure in the middle. Groaning she struggled to push herself to a standing position, her vision fading in and out of black and blurry.
Vincent smirked and could almost laugh as the monster's entire half was blown off, causing it to teeter away, retreating for now. Quickly he arrived at the edge of the plaza area, watching as the wing smashed down and entire area, exploding upon contact with the ground. He felt his stomach drop as he spotted a rather colorful head come rolling just in front of the firey wing. Damn it! He'd be trying to save her and /that/ had almost killed her. But she was alive! Seemed a little banged up, as she smashed rather audibly against the metal structure, though she wobbly got up, blinking rapidly.
Ari was thinking about sitting back down when something black and red and gold slipped into her vision. She blinked again, but the image didn't clear up, though she could assume it was Vincent. Or she was dead. But as she collapsed into his chest she hoped she was alive, because goodness it was so nice. Letting her head loll against his chest as his arms supported her she sighed in relief.
"Hey," she mumbled, closing her eyes, "I'm going to take a nap now." And quickly her entire body slumped, resting her full weight against him and in his arms. Vincent grunted slightly but tossed one of her arms over his shoulder, looping his other arm around her waist. Now he just needed to find somewhere not deadly for her to rest. He was letting himself relax and trying to think of a good place to chill, when the roar of that stupid plane that was somehow still flying when it should be burning in cinders reached his ears, quickly growing louder. He looked up, scowling, as it loomed over the tops of the building, simply staring his down in that weird metallic way. With a very unconscious Ari on his one side he unconsciously turned her away from the line of fire. He raised his gun, but figured he wouldn't last long once it started firing back.
Cursing some more he raised his glaring red gaze to the skies. "You send me some miracle or smite me now," he ordered, watching the ship carefully.
And, cue Cloud or Reno and Rude or SOMEONE entering to SAVE US! D:
Taffy of the chocolate chip COOKIES
More explosions echoed from the direction of Edge. Gritting her teeth, Midori pushed herself to go even faster, trying her hardest to keep up with the redhead's long strides. They didn't seem to be having any trouble running as fast as they were, which still wasn't fast enough in her opinion.
"We're not going to make it!" she gasped, although what they weren't going to make it to was beyond her at the moment.
"Then let's stop wasting time and get there already!" the redhead answered. Without giving Midori time to protest, he leaned sideways (still running) and pulled her onto his back. "Hold on!" And they were off, both the redhead and glasses guy picking up speed until the houses they were running past turned into a gray blur. Midori wrapped her arms tightly around the redhead's neck, wind blowing into her face and making her eyes water. Damn, how did they run so fast?
Soon enough, she could hear a dull metallic roar over the whistling of the wind. Raising her head slightly, she attempting to peer ahead to see what was causing the noise. She almost toppled backward as they reached the mouth of a narrow alley and entered a large, circular area and the redhead skidded to a halt along with glasses man.
"What is that?!" Midori cried, staring with wide eyes at the huge ship that was cruising lazily overhead. It seemed to be circling something. She looked down, stormy gray eyes carefully scanning the area until they alighted on a familiar mass of hair. "Ari!" she shrieked, jumping off the redhead's back and racing across the clearing.
"Hey, come back!" the redhead cried, running after her with glasses guy on his heels. Midori paid them no mind, almost a blur herself as she ran across the clearing to where a tall, dark figure in a cape stood, Ari in his arms. Whoever this stranger was, he didn't seem to pose a threat, but she could never be too sure. She stopped a few paces away, watching the stranger warily. "Ari?"
The stranger ignored her, staring over her head as redhead and glasses caught up. "Finally," he muttered in a deep voice.
"Looks like you could use some help," redhead remarked lightly, having also noticed the giant ship flying overhead.
"What is that thing? And what's up with Ari?" Midori's voice was like a knife edge, sharp and dangerous. She'd be pretty pissed if she didn't start getting some answers soon.
"That," glasses answered, "is the Dragonfly."
"No time for explanations, though," redhead put in with a wink, "because now we have to destroy it. Mind watching this one, too, Vincent? Great, thanks." And with that he took off, apparently all set to go slay Mr. giant flying ship, though Midori couldn't see a single weapon on him.
She turned and looked up at Vincent, deciding that if redhead trusted him then she could, too. She looked at Ari, hopefully unconscious rather than dead, in his arms, and something else occurred to her.
"Sora!" she exclaimed, realizing that the third member of their group was still missing. She turned, fully intent on looking for her other friend, but hand grabbed her wrist and held fast. Looking over her shoulder, she saw a black glove, and realized Vincent was holding her back.
"Don't go running off. Not on your own," he said gruffly.
"Then come with me. We have to find Sora!" The thought of Sora by herself was enough to make Midori worry; the fact that she could be anywhere between here and Midgar, was positively terrifying.
But Vincent shook his head. "We're staying here."
Midori glared at him, but something told her it wouldn't be very wise to argue. Sighing, she pulled her wrist out of Vincent's grip and sat down on a nearby crate, thoughts of Sora filling her mind in a wave of worry and fright.
The Strange (aka Squral)
You could no longer tell where the noise was emanating from. It was just bouncing off the gray burning buildings and empty streets. She tried to bring this to Cloud's attention but he was still tooling her around like a rag doll, her feet barely touching the ground. But perhaps he knew where they were going? She didn't know. He just kept the same steady pace, never tiring. He slowed to a halt, in front of a narrow alley which opened up into a spacious circular plaza, grip on her hand loosening.
"Stay behind me" He cautioned, glancing at her before darting into the ominous clearing. At first the noise had completely stopped. At this time a buzzing could be heard. Then the flaming enemy plane in question began to hover toward them. Cloud and Sora merely stood there, gaping at the sheer size of the thing as it passed miraculously over their heads and proceeded over the buildings.
Some crazy red headed guy in a suit then charged after the plane, screaming some profanities after it. He ran smack dab into Cloud's chest. Instead of toppling over, Cloud just stood still, like a sexy sexy statue. The dude, however, toppled to the ground, only to pop right back up again.
He grinned as if relieved to see the tall blond. "Hey Cloud! Long time no see!" He greeted loudly, completely forgetting about chasing after the flaming plane. It would probably crash anyway… [FORESHADOWING]
"Reno" Cloud acknowledged, nodding, voice emotionless. Sora gasped. "You two KNOW each other?" She asked incredulously as another guy showed up on the scene. This one was dark skinned, bald, black suited, with some wicked cool shades. Cloud nodded silently upon this guy's arrival.
Reno brightened, noticing Sora seemingly for the first time. "Yeah of course he knows me! We're best pals, right Cloud?" Reno said matter of factly, slinging his arm around Cloud's shoulder. Cloud snorted and threw a chilling sideways glare at Reno, who withdrew his arm. Man, he was special with a "ch".
Reno laughed nervously and coughed, but quickly filled the awkward gap in conversation. Elbowing Cloud in the side and giving Sora a wink he said suggestively, "So, who's the girl?"
Cloud froze, completely taken off guard by the question. Reno, being the idiot he was, kept on talking. "Oh, I see!" He laughed "she's your new girl, huh?"
Cloud didn't answer. His hand tightened around the hilt of his buster sword reflexively. Apparently Reno was prodding at a sensitive subject for Cloud. But she had to admit, she wouldn't mind being Cloud's new 'girl'. She wondered what he meant by "new". Luckily (and before she could think much more about Reno's meaning) Sora steered the conversation around dangerous waters before Reno had the chance to REALLY piss Cloud off. Because at this point she was pretty sure the icy eyed spiky haired blonde had the ability to slice off Reno's head with minimal effort.
"Um, Cloud was helping me look for my friends"-this sentence earned a weird look from Cloud as he was doing nothing of the sort-"So, have you seen a crazy short girl with no sense of self preservation, and a smart alec chic with short blue hair who has a will to live?"
THE END, TA DA, REVIEW AND BE MERRY.