I am on a roll here. I went back to playing Crisis Core and got inspired when Genesis began reading Loveless. Thanks to those who faved/alerted! :D
The One They Call Beautiful
Chapter 8
It's been a week since I ran against Vincent and being cooped up inside my room. My skin began to pale from not enough sunlight and my eyes began to get blurry from all of my research I've been doing on the Nodachi. The books have been somewhat useful, but now I have to figure out a way on how to apply it to real life. Not going to be easy.
Speaking of swords, I have to go and pick mine up today. Should I ask Vincent to come with me? Nah, I'll just leave a note for him and Lucrecia. Just in case. After I made the note, I attached it to the door of my room and left. Besides, what's the worst that could happen?
I arrived around midday at the lonely shack. All of the swords were missing, that used to be on the walls. The man who was creating the Nodachi for me was packing his clothes and other belongings away. "Um, excuse me…sir?"
At the sound of my voice he stopped and looked at me. "You're here to pick up the Nodachi right?"
"Yes."
The man smiled and went in the back to retrieve the blade. I took another look around the shack and was so hollow without the swords on the walls. Three minutes later the man emerged and in both his hands was a black long box and laid it on a table. He opened it and removed the cloth that was over the blade and revealed a true piece of art- a long, slightly curved sword. The hilt was black and white. My bell was attached to the chain at the end, this guy has serious skill.
"Thank you Mr…" I didn't know his name.
"Just call me Mr. Hewley." I carried the sword in my hand.
"Um, if you don't mind me asking, why are you packing everything up? Did you not like the swords you made?"
He nodded his head slowly, "I wasn't making enough money here, so I decided to sell my swords to make up for the pay, I'm not one to sell things that I treasure but I had no choice."
"Do you know where you're going?"
"Maybe Banora, it's a very small place to live but seems like a relaxing place. I hear they have dumb apples there." He went in the back of the shack and came back with a white sheath, "Here, you'll need this." I took it and put the sword into its sheath. Mr. Hewley began to pack stuff away again and took it as my cue to leave. Before I left, there was a plaque on the door.
"Embrace your dreams. If you want to be a hero you need to have dreams and honor," I read out loud. I turned back to Mr. Hewley, "I hope you have a safe trip Mr. Hewley!"
He turned his head and nodded politely. I left and held the sword in both of my hands. It was heavy. I had to practically drag my feet as I walked back to the mansion. Good part of this…this may help with my strength training.
An agonizing hour later I made it into my room and plopped on the bed and leaned the sword on my bedside. 'Why did my room have to be upstairs?' I snapped out of my thoughts and went to find Vincent and Lucrecia- haven't seen them in a while. 'Of course! Maybe they're in the library.' I ran downstairs and down the hallway to the library. I opened the door expecting to see them and all I got were books that were stacked on the table. I didn't want to go to the basement at the moment…I hated basements. Oh well. As I walked down stairs into the basement, I heard their voices. Vincent's voice seemed sad and asked Lucrecia why she was looking at information about his father.
They got into an argument and I heard everything. Vincent's footsteps were echoing in the room as their voiced stopped. He came up the stairs and opened the door to let himself out. His aura was in a depressed state and took another step and noticed me. His eyes widened in surprise.
I began to slowly walk towards him and looked up at his face, "I heard everything." I wrapped my arms around his torso and felt him do the same and put his chin on top of my head.
"Thank you."
I was a fool. She was never a doctor. Lucrecia is a scientist. I saw what she did when I would peak into the lab but I always denied it. She was already too deep into my heart. This 'famliy' is as dysfunctional as my real one. Nothing ever changes.
Seven months later a lot of things happened. I turned 14 years old; Vincent began distancing himself from Lucrecia by using me as a distraction. He taught me how to play soccer, and foresaw my sword training. He complimented on me being a natural, which is a good thing because it's hard to please him when it comes to combat. Another thing that I didn't see coming was when Lucrecia stayed with Hojo. I swore that I saw Vincent's' heart break at that moment.
Lucrecia just seems full of surprises because another few weeks later, she became pregnant and started to inject herself with Jenova cells for the sake of science. I saw Vincent snap inside. He wanted to do something about it, Vincent despises human experiments.
Today's training had been a lot harder than usual, since my body was shaking. I gave it my all and lasted well into the night. He gave me a piggyback ride to the inside of the mansion. We usually trained in the back. "Vincent."
"Hm."
"I won't leave you, if you promise not to do the same." He knew who I was referring to- Lucrecia.
"It's alright Daisy. As long as she's happy, that's all that matters. I'll be in the background, just to make sure she won't do something she'll regret." We made it to my room and put me on the ground standing up, "It's late, get to bed alright?" I nodded and he kissed my cheek, then my head and hugged me. His face buried in my black hair. He always did this before I go to 'sleep' but tonight his lips and arms lingered a lot longer than they usually did. He let me go slowly and I went to bed after I changed into my grey PJs. I couldn't get the feeling that something bad was going to happen to him, maybe that's why he took longer than usual. My hand went under my head as I stared at the ceiling.
For the first time in 2 weeks I began to slowly fall asleep, but then I heard a bang. I shot up from the bed and knew it was from the basement. I immediately ran with adrenaline pumping through my veins and almost fell a couple of times before I made it. I sprinted down into the basement and opened the door. I couldn't believe my eyes. Vincent was bleeding heavily on the floor. Lucrecia was yelling at Hojo as I slid next to Vincent and supported his head-his chest was shot. My clothes began to turn red, as were my hands.
"Mr. Valentine?" He would not wake up, "Mr. Valentine?" my voice cracked at the end, "Vincent. Wake up, wake up." My eyes became blurry, "Wake UP!" Both of us were in his blood as it pooled around us. I tried not to cry. I tried so hard. I heard a click behind me. I turned my head slowly and saw Hojo with a gun. It was against my temple and I froze in fear as my grip on Vincent's head tightened somewhat.
"No! If you kill her, I swear I'll kill myself! Project S won't exist!" Lucrecia put herself between me and the gun and pulled me against her.
Hojo was pissed. "Fine, but if I ever see her again, her death won't be as swift," he snarled and left. Lucrecia went to Vincent and started to talk to me in a more calm voice.
"I know that what I've done can't be forgiven, but I can help him. Please trust me Daisy!" Her voice was filled with desperation.
"I forgive you, but I don't know if I can trust you. I want to see him alright, Lucrecia. You hurt him so bad." I looked at the floor, "I'm going to bed."
I left to my room with Vincent's' blood trailing behind me as I walked upstairs to my room. I slept in my bloody clothing and for the first time in a long time, the girl in the tank was in my dreams again, only this time she has red angel wings.
I awoke to a storm and rain, "How appropriate. The mood is set and the scene for today will rise with the curtains. I only hope it's not stained red again."
I closed my eyes to rest and heard Lucrecia's voice in my head, "I'm so sorry."
I hope that this story is up to your standards. :D
I also don't know when I'll be able to update my other story, but hopefully soon.
I'd like to know if I'm doing alright or if I need improvement. Reviews are welcome.