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Scars
Chapter 1: My Curse
Tifa walked quietly down the darkened streets of Midgar. It was well after midnight, a dangerous time for a woman to be out by herself in the slums. Tifa, however, was perfectly at ease she was more than capable of defending herself and she knew that. She carried her few shopping bags close to her as she walked. She looked up and smiled at the approaching storm, she had always liked thunderstorms even as a child. She found her thoughts soon wandering to her friends, and how none of them liked it when it rained except for Vincent. She smiled at the memories of her and said gunslinger sitting up at night watching the storms pass on their adventure. She shook her head softly, Vincent, now there was a mystery wrapped in an enigma locked in a puzzle box. Out of the entire team he was the only one that nobody had heard from after the battle with Sephiroth. She shrugged mentally if he wanted them to know where he was he would have told them, but still she couldn't help but wonder and worry.
He leaped from rooftop to rooftop shadowing her every move, as he had done every time she left her bar since the battle with Sephiroth. His metallic boots not making a sound, his blood red cloak billowing behind him in the evening wind, Vincent Valentine moved along like a bloodstained shadow. He had followed her and Cloud back to Midgar after the Sephiroth battle, and instantly bought the abandoned house across from the Seventh Heaven, unbeknownst to Tifa or Cloud. Thus began his routine of watching the bar from his home, and discreetly following her whenever she left, and everyday cursing Cloud for ignoring her feelings for him, and cursing his own inability to talk to her.
"It's really for the best Valentine and you know it, you would just end up destroying her life like you did your own and that stupid scientist woman's." Chaos mocked him openly inside his mind, Vincent simply clamped down on the mental barriers and ignored the beast, although he knew it along with the others would need to feed soon lest the become dangerous to the general public. Vincent stopped as he landed deftly on the roof of his own home and sighed as Tifa was greeted at the door of the Seventh Heaven by Cloud. He watched as they exchanged a small hug and the door was closed behind her. He quickly took flight out of Midgar and onto the plains letting loose the demons inside him. Several hours later he returned home sore and covered in blood, he slowly stripped off his clothes and stepped into the shower.
"This is my curse." He whispered softly, as he stepped from the shower and gingerly limped his way to the bed and laid down allowing sleep to take him.
A/N: Hey I'm back, I know it's been forever but I'm going to try to update this as well as my other story more often, sorry for the shortness but promise they'll get longer, and as always reviews are appreciated.