Well, this story is quite something for me since I'm still not all that sure of where it's going. I had an idea but new things come up and I change my plans. I can't complain about inspiration. I keep making amv's for Advent children so I keep myself well entertained with Yazoo, Kadaj, and the rest.

Anyways…Enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 3

Morning came with the unpleasant howling of angry wind rattling against the window. Yazoo rose to his feet, his body feeling a lot better than before and not hurting as much, his body healing abnormally fast. Kadaj stirred but failed to wake. Yazoo pulled on his black suit, a new one that Kadaj had stored in a small compartment in his bike, doing the zipper up all the way and leaving off the buckles that Kadaj had on his legs- the way Yazoo wore his suit compared to Kadaj.

Yazoo slid down the railing on the stairs and made his way out the front door. He felt useless since Velvet Nightmare had been left behind and he had no weapon now. Kadaj still had Souba but Yazoo wanted to not have to rely too much on his younger brother. Yazoo idly when to the village stores, checking for any weapons, coming across none. The village was utterly defenseless. Yazoo returned to the road that every place of the village was located to, his calm demeanor never faltering. He barely noticed when Kadaj came out, a cool look on his face.

"I'm ready to leave this place." He said with annoyance evident in his tone. Yazoo made no response but went to the only place he had not checked. When he came out Kadaj was already on his bike, ready to go. "Get on Yazoo." Yazoo obeyed without question, leaning back on the bike, hands gripping the sides tightly as the bike jerked foreword, confident he would not fall off despite leaning back. Yazoo stared blankly at the back of Kadaj's head, not really thinking about anything interesting but Sephiroth kept creeping into his mind and he was beginning to feel like he had forgotten something. Suddenly the bike spun sideways and Yazoo was thrown from the rear of the bike. He rolled on the ground and stopped when his back slammed into something hard and uneven. He couldn't breathe amongst the lifted dust, and sat up coughing, body aching. When he could see he saw Kadaj's bike lying on its side, still running but going nowhere as its wheels had nothing to grind into. Yazoo could here Kadaj grumbling and swearing on the other side. Yazoo groaned as he shifted so his back wasn't pressing against the hard surface behind him. He twisted and looked at the bike that he had hit into. On it was a shocked looking Cloud Strife.

"B...brother?"

Cloud frowned in response, his fingers flexing on the handle of his sword. Yazoo rose, feeling slightly shaky and his legs bruised under his weight but he remained calm and acted unaffected. Cloud got off his bike in one swift movement, sword swinging up with odd ease for its size so the end was level with Yazoo's chin.

"Who are you?" Cloud inquired, his expression confused but demanding as Yazoo met eyes with him.

"I am Yazoo." Yazoo saw no harm in having a conversation. He was defenseless and had no real say in the matter. Cloud waited for Yazoo to continue but Yazoo chose to say nothing more. Aimlessly he ran his fingers across his leg, waiting.

"Why are you out this far?"

"We're running." He heard Kadaj give an angry snort from behind and presumed he had recovered from their sudden stop.

"From who?" Yazoo glanced lazily back to Kadaj as if asking consent to tell. Kadaj had Souba drawn but he didn't move forward.

"Sephiroth." Cloud looked shocked, his sword dipping slightly. Yazoo dropped like a stone as Kadaj took the opening. Swords clashed suddenly as Yazoo felt Kadaj land on his back and push forward against Cloud who lost balance as the back of his knees hit the bike and he fell back. Kadaj's weight left his back and Yazoo stood and saw Cloud sprawled on the ground, his sword a few meters away. He went to get up, leaning in the direction of his sword but Kadaj had Souba to Cloud's neck in a hair breath of cutting the skin exposed there. Cloud glared at the two silver haired males looming over him.

"Why is Sephiroth after you two?"

"We defied him." Yazoo said, ignoring Kadaj's grunt of protest. "We angered him and now he seeks us and will probably kill us."

"So…you obeyed him before?"

"Yes."

"Yazoo…Shut up." Kadaj hissed.

"Why?"

"He doesn't need to know."

"He's no harm. He isn't our enemy. Has mother told you he is? Have you heard her voice? Has anyone told you we're to fight him?"

"No." Kadaj sounded far from pleased but his sword never moved. Yazoo shoved Kadaj aside and offered a hand to Cloud.

"We won't fight you. You are not our problem and we are not yours. We just want to live."

"What about our mission?" Kadaj sounded appalled.

"I doubt mother wants us to work ourselves too hard. I think she'd rather have us live."

"And what makes you say that?"

"I'm not sure. I'm just full of these thoughts." Yazoo said in an airy tone. Cloud gripped his hand and pulled himself to his feet. Kadaj sheathed Souba, crossing his arms like a stubborn child. Yazoo gave Kadaj a look that only Kadaj ever received. A look that gave a warning that Yazoo would not tolerate his behavior, but it wasn't like Yazoo could ever do anything to make Kadaj listened. Just influence him. Yazoo wondered why Kadaj would always listen to him, or at least stop fighting him, when he gave that smile. It was a smile that gave false innocence, false in ways that made anyone wonder why it was a smile at all.

Yazoo walked to his brother's side and lifted his hand to the stiff shoulder. Kadaj relaxed slightly by the mere gesture of comfort. Yazoo lifted the heavy bike so it was upright and turned it off. He kicked out the stand and leaned against the bike now that it was sturdy. Cloud retrieved his sword, glancing at the two brothers, still unsure of them. Kadaj was really the only threat. He held the weapon and the temper behind it. Yazoo had no weapon but was mysterious in a way that made you unsure around him. He seemed to contain the patience of any plan that formed the winning moves.

"Why are you out here, brother?"

"I'm returning from a delivery."

"Delivery boy now are we?" Kadaj sneered and Yazoo merely grinned.

"…" Cloud said nothing but nodded. "I don't like to fight."

Kadaj shrugged, walking carelessly around Cloud who was now resting on his bike, much like Yazoo was doing. Kadaj seemed to take interest in the vehicle and its rider. He walked with such precise movements that made his body look graceful but deadly. Yazoo admired the way Kadaj made himself feel superior whether he was with the upper hand or not. "Well, we better be going." Kadaj said as he made his way back to his own bike. Yazoo ran his fingers through his hair, something he did when he was slightly distracted. Yazoo rolled his head slightly so his hair fell across his shoulders.

"I don't think I trust you." His cool voice echoed towards Cloud and the blonde shrugged.

"Never gave you reason not to."

Yazoo shrugged back. Kadaj stood before him now, his cat-like eyes watching Yazoo then turning to see Cloud. Cloud gave a wicked smile making Kadaj get the same feeling Yazoo was having. Cloud seemed that he could easily trick them, being quiet and mysterious but he also could be trustworthy even.

Cloud glanced past the two teens, into the vast surrounded beyond them. Suddenly he was drawing up his sword. "He's here." He stated in a dark tone. Yazoo and Kadaj spun to see Sephiroth coming at them, sword drawn as his motorcycle (Yazoo's that was left behind and left in a condition that no one there knew). Kadaj pushed Yazoo to drive as he seated himself behind. Cloud too started his bike and the 3 of them sped off in the other direction. Sephiroth, having the speed already while the others had yet to get going as fast, caught up. His blade clashed with Kadaj's, Yazoo shifting his grip as Kadaj's body pressed against his under Sephiroths' pressure. Cloud came out from around and cut at Sephiroth making Sephiroth brake to avoid the blow. Yazoo narrowly moved the bike in time to avoid the attack that couldn't stop for them.

Yazoo glanced back as Kadaj shifted Souba in his hand while Sephiroth quickly caught back up. Again and again the three fought in closed distances as they tried to shake off Sephiroth but the man was too skilled with his sword. Cloud managed to cut Sephiroths arm then Kadaj cut his side but it seemed to barely affect him. Sephiroth quickly maneuvered the bike forward, the front wheel rubbing against the front wheel of Kadaj's bike. The wheel suddenly lost its grip on the ground and the bike spun. Sephiroth pushed forward again and suddenly Kadaj wasn't on the bike anymore and Yazoo was struggling to get the bike back under control. Cloud seemed to come out of nowhere. He was in front of Yazoo; his sword held out defensively as Sephiroth came in and attacked again. He managed to put enough force into it his attack that Sephiroth bounced back.

Cloud shifted on his bike and his bike opened up briefly enough to reveal more swords. He took one that he didn't care much for and really didn't know why he kept it but he gave it to Yazoo just in time to swing his sword to make Sephiroths approach falter. Yazoo flipped the weapon in his hand, testing its weight. Shrugging, he quickly drove around Cloud almost colliding into Sephiroth. Blades clashed and one went flying. The look of shock on Sephiroths face almost made Yazoo laugh, but fortunately he didn't because Sephiroths' fist collided with his jaw. Yazoo's world went black when he hit the ground that spun beneath him like hitting cold ice in the middle of winter.

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Kadaj groaned, lifting his aching body up. He stumbled and lost balance. "Shit…" He swore as he landed on his knees. He crawled over to where Souba lay discarded in the dirt. He used it to help himself stand. It took a few seconds for his legs to stop shaking from the crash. In the distance he could see the bikes racing off, twisting around until they came close enough for an attack.

Suddenly, Kadaj felt very tired and strained. He shook his head, making himself temporarily dizzy before he was able to see straight again. He sheathed Souba and began to walk in the direction that the bikes were going. It wasn't long before the specs that were the bikes disappeared in the distance and Kadaj's hope of keeping them in site lost. He knew he wouldn't catch up. He was walking while they had their machines. The only thing he could hope for was that somehow they would turn around and come back or they would thwart off Sephiroth. Both seemed unlikely. He knew Yazoo was still okay. He knew his brother wasn't gone. He would feel it. He didn't know why he was sure, probably because they were brothers and had a strong connection.

He was angry again. Out of somewhere his adrenaline kicked in and he began to run. Soon a forest was visible but he couldn't see the bikes anywhere. He came across a sword. Sephiroths…Kadaj felt a pinch of hope in his body but it seemed odd. He saw ahead a shadowed lump on the ground. Tense, he slowed to a walk, his breathing heavy and quick. He came closer, almost shyly. Suddenly it stirred and Kadaj had Souba drawn in an instant. As he neared, the figure tried to get up. Coughing, the figure looked up, silver hair falling around their cheeks.

"Yazoo!" Kadaj hurried to his brothers' side and knelt. Yazoo nodded as he gasped in air.

"My lungs hurt." He snarled as he managed to sit up properly with Kadaj's aid. Kadaj helped Yazoo up and noticed his bike lying quite a distance away, slide marks visible from where it came to a stop. Kadaj and Yazoo went to it. It was still working surprisingly but gasoline was spilling out and a couple wires dangles out. One was sparking and hanging dangerously close to the spilt gas. Suddenly it came in contact and it lit on fire before something exploded within.

Kadaj and Yazoo's world went black once again.

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Well I decided to leave it there.

I don't know how else to continue without having a better ending for the chapter. Hope you like it.