Beyond
Flora Winters
I do not own Final Fantasy VII.
Summary: Sometimes the dead simply do not stay dead. This story will contain boy love, strong language, and scenes of explicit violence.
Chapter Seven
Cloud was standing in his room, looking out of his window. All that was left of the Shin-Ra mansion was smoke, ash, and ruins. There wasn't a damn thing left in the place. He had made sure of it.
"How do you know all of this?" A cold and distant voice asked from behind him. "How could you possibly know everything about me?"
"I told you," Cloud said, turning around to look at his crimson eyed friend. "Some man…some beautiful man sent me back in time to…change things."
He really was happy that he had been able to remember Vincent in his madness. If not, he would have been one dead experiment. He pulled out his Odin materia he had stolen from the second story safe in the mansion after he had kicked some monster ass. This little orb was the reason the Shin-Ra mansion was no longer a mansion.
"Are you drunk?" Vincent asked.
"No," Cloud told him, crossing his arms. "Alcohol does nothing to me. It just tastes good and fuels my magic."
"Did you drink before you blew the place up?" Vincent asked, cocking his head to the side, "Because I have never seen magic like that before."
Cloud shook his head. "No, that was me without drinking."
"Ah," Vincent said, turning his pale face away. He looked like a statue that had been carved out of pure alabaster. "Why didn't you just let me die in the blaze?"
"Because I remembered you were in that room," Cloud said. "And I figured you would like to join me in my crusade against Shin-Ra."
Vincent looked at him with glowing red eyes.
"Plus," Cloud smiled and it was filled with madness. "I wanted to give you the pleasure of helping me carve Hojo's flesh off with a dull knife."
"What are you going to do with Sephiroth?" Vincent asked, rising to his feet with graceful ease. The way he moved his body with such grace was eerie and Cloud loved it.
"I have yet to decide on that," Cloud said, tapping his fingers against his cheek. "But, I will kill him…in a very fun way."
"So, you're a homosexual?" Vincent asked, floating up into the air, doing a few flips.
Cloud nodded his head. "Is there something wrong with that?"
"Not at all," Vincent said, floating around to look at him from within hissing red shadows. "I was simply making an observation."
"I will do anything to keep Zack safe," Cloud said, turning back around to look out at the smoking mansion.
"He means so much to you," Vincent whispered like a lonely wind. "Hmm, we have a lot in common, huh?"
Cloud rested his forehead against the glass. "I have a second chance…"
"Why you?" Vincent asked.
"I don't know," Cloud said, closing his eyes. "But…I am thankful."
"Why not spend your time with him?" Vincent asked. "Why not simply run away with him and live your lives out somewhere in happiness?"
"Because you know the answer to that," Cloud said, turning around with a sharp hiss of lightning. "We tried that once. Shin-Ra hunted us down like animals…killed him in front of me…and left me all alone in this world. You don't simply quit Shin-Ra. I found that out the hard way, and so did you."
Vincent's feet touched the wooden ground with silent grace.
"I will kill them all," Cloud said, looking down at his feet. "I know the past and I know the future. They will never see me coming."
Vincent took a step towards him. "And you want my help?"
Cloud looked up at the taller man. "Will you help me?"
"How would you go about destroying Shin-Ra all by yourself?" Vincent asked. His cold voice was suddenly full of morbid curiosity.
"I know where all the summoning magic in the world is," he said, smiling with malevolent humor. "Can you imagine the devastation I can unleash upon them with that power?"
Vincent cocked his head to the side.
"Imagine what I did to the Shin-Ra mansion," Cloud said, holding up Odin. "Now imagine that times a million."
Vincent's crimson eyes widened. "You could do that?"
Cloud grinned. "I killed a god."
"I get to carve off Hojo's flesh," Vincent said, smirking right along with him.
Cloud held out his hand for him to shake. "I thought that would make you happy."
Vincent shook the smaller hand with his golden talons. "Nothing would give me more pleasure than to make that man scream in agony."
Cloud giggled and gave him gil for a room.
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He was sitting in the lobby downstairs with Zack. The general was pacing back and forth, looking like he was going to fall over at any moment and have a bitch fit.
"How did this happen?" He asked in a deadly, calm voice.
Cloud quickly pulled the dumb blonde card out of his full deck. His face was the very image of vacant and there were plenty of rooms available. He was secretly hiding behind one of the doors in that long empty hallway in his head, cackling like a satanic bitch queen who had just snorted the Mako.
"Cloud?" Sephiroth asked, looking at him with those scary ass eyes of his. "Where were you when the mansion exploded?"
"The pub," he said in all honesty. "I was having a few drinks with a new friend."
Sephiroth's left eye twitched and he turned to Rik. "Report!"
"Well, uh, Sir, uh," the poor soldier said, scratching his head in horror, and quickly did a Zack dance. "There is nothing left. Whoever did this made sure that everything would be ash."
Cloud snickered.
"Is something funny, Cloud?" Sephiroth asked, looking even more pissed off than ever.
"His dance was funny," Cloud pointed and Zack elbowed him. It made him pet his Odin materia some more.
That was when he suddenly got an even crazier idea. It was so goddamn crazy the Shin-Ra whores would shit themselves into comas. He wouldn't just kill them first. Oh, no! He was going to use the summoning magic to blow up every reactor on the planet. That would leave them powerless. All those fucking weapons and they would be useless. That would then leave them wide open for an attack that would blow the shit out of their asses.
"Cloud?" Zack asked in concern, looking at him. "You look really spooky."
"Boo," he said, leaning over, kissing him on the cheek, and got to his feet.
"And where the hell are you going?" Sephiroth roared. "I've not dismissed you!"
"I need to take a shit, Sir!" He snapped, giving him the look of pure molten blue evil. "I got the runs thanks to Tifa's muffins, Sir!"
Come on, Cloud thought to himself in that moment, Come at me. I fucking dare you.
Sephiroth blinked in shock and Zack was muffling his laughter. It really wasn't working either. He held his stomach, howling out loud.
"Your face!" Zack laughed, pointing at the silver haired general. "Too funny…"
Oh, Cloud wasn't done with him yet. Oh, no!
"Would you like to hold my hand, Sir?" He hissed, eyes making the train let him off in Crazy-Ville. "And wipe my ass when I'm through, Sir?"
Sephiroth's mouth kept opening and closing. Zack howled that he looked like a fucking fish. Rik and Steff were now laughing, if a little nervously.
"I'm reporting you, Cloud," Sephiroth said, looking at him in amazement. "You obviously need some time off from all of this."
"You do that then," Cloud clapped, waving over his shoulder as he walked off. "You tell that fat ass, Gwahahahaha!"
Zack fell out of his goddamn chair. He was laughing so hard, he was blue in the face. "I can't breathe!"
"Good!" Sephiroth snarled, stomping off after Cloud, leaving the other three in his silver wake. His emerald eyes looked like they could burn down an entire fucking city. "Come back here, Cloud!"
"What?" Cloud asked, turning back around to look at him. "Can't you take a fucking joke?"
"That was a joke?" Sephiroth asked, putting his hands on his hips.
"Of course it was," Cloud said, shaking his head. "I swear, you need to lighten up before you go crazy and kill a bunch of people."
"Well, I don't care if it was a joke," Sephiroth snarled. "You're on two weeks probation until further notice."
Cloud lowered his head in mock shame.
"Sephiroth?" Zack asked. "He said it was only a joke."
"And you!" Sephiroth roared, spinning around on him. "You get to fill out all the damage reports just for laughing at his little joke!"
Zack's eyes widened in horror and he threw up his arms. "NO!"
"Yes!" Sephiroth hissed, strolling away from them all in a snap of leather.
"Way to go, Cloudy," Zack pouted, following him. "You get no sweet lovein' tonight."
"Oh?" Cloud asked, looking up at him with a cocked brow, and suddenly pushed him back against a wall with a thud. He gripped him between the legs and squeezed. Zack's head smacked the wall again. He nibbled on his left earlobe, whispering in warm puffs of sweet breath. "We'll just see about that, Mr. Fair."
He pushed away, leaving the spiky black haired stud gaping as he strolled away. He made sure his walk was cock-hardening sexy.
He had plans to make. Tonight, after he got done fucking Zack's brains out all over the pillow casings, he was going to blow the Mt. Nible reactor straight to Hell.
TBC…
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Flora.