Alright. I had to get these next two chapters out. I just couldn't stand it. These ideas have been bugging me too much. I hope you like it anyway! Enjoy.
Disclaimer: It's….almost mine.
A Chance Chapter 8 The Colored
Even as Cloud dealt with the incredibly difficult situation he'd gotten himself into, a shiver went up his spine. Not because of Sephiroth, but because he felt that he'd somehow made a terrible mistake.
A nine year old girl with pale skin, short, feathery red hair and light Mako blue eyes, sat in a plain room with a few chairs a desk and a bed. It looked rather remarkably like a prison cell. She was dressed in a tight sleeveless dark blue suit with a collar that went up to her chin. Across her slight breasts was a small steel chest plate. The suit also had veins that shone a bright blue in her eyes. She seemed to stare at the wall, completely ignoring the security camera on her left. Only the occasional flicker of her eyes to the door betrayed that she was waiting for anything. She didn't have to wait long. Soon a small group of people filed in.
First, was a voluptuous woman her skin a creamy white, only a shade or two lighter than the girl. Red painted lips smiled and she brushed a lock of dark red hair from her face. Hazel eyes glowed with Mako, just like the girl. Her outfit itself was both frightening and provocative. Crimson leather covered her neck, chest and from her arms to her elbows. From her elbow down, however, she wore sharp looking metal gauntlets. Her breasts and the sides of her ribs were covered in black leather, with three stripes of Mako running down the sides. Also, over the sides of her ribs was a steel platelet carved to resemble tribal like flames. A small bit of red fabric covered her lower extremities as well as another piece of tribal designed steel on the front. Behind her lengths of fluffy red fabric trailed like a bizarre tail, covering her ass, ever so slightly, and dragging on the ground. Black leather boots with stripes of soft blue Mako running down the sides, clung tightly to her legs and went nearly all the way up her thighs. In one of her hands she carried a massive double bladed weapon with red highlighting the length of the blade and the connecting centerpiece that looked like a clockwork cog.
"Shelke." She greeted with a smooth smile. She leaned her weapon on the wall and sat delicately in one of the chairs.
"Rosso." The girl, Shelke, greeted emotionlessly.
Next, was a hulking man, so big he had to duck to get through the door. His hair was a bluish-purple shade, and his yellow eyes glowing with Mako. On his skin crack like streaks glowed blue with Mako, like the stripes on his clothes. He was dressed in dark grey pants and a black leather shirt, with a slightly tattered grey cape and gloves that went up to his elbows. Each article of clothing, minus the cape, had at least two blue Mako stripes. He carried no noticeable weapon with him.
"Really Azul, you should demand that all the doorways be expanded just to accommodate you." Rosso teased.
Azul narrowed his yellow eyes.
"Shut up Rosso." He snapped. He sat down on the bed, making it groan with his weight.
"Azul." Shelke said quietly.
Azul gave a polite nod in her direction before returning to glaring at Rosso.
Then, a woman with dark brown hair and a single piercing icy blue eye, the other covered by a black eye patch, came in. Like the others, her eye shone softly with Mako. Her skin held more color then the other two, though not by much. Upon her head rested a crown with three prominent spikes in the front. Her outfit was a white leather coat with a thick black stripe on the front and back with strips of Mako highlighting it. On her waist and hips two black belts crossed in an 'X' with a symbol buckling them together at the front. Her armor consisted of a triangular white metal chest plate, back plate and shoulder guards. Thick black leather bracers were buckled on her forearms and her boots were simple but well taken care of with light blue soles. On her back she carried what had once been a regular SOLDIER distributed sword. It was black and silver, with various embellishments and an engraved hilt. In her arms she carried something long and wrapped in a bed sheet. She leaned against the desk, and tapped a black booted foot almost impatiently.
"Argento." Shelke greeted the woman.
Argento gave her a sad, small smile.
"Shelke." She greeted.
And finally the last of the group entered and the door slid shut behind the last two.
Shelke's eyes showed only the barest hint of emotion in them as her gaze fell upon the one known as Weiss the Immaculate. Glued to his side was Nero the Sable. The door sealed shut smoothly behind them.
Nero was thin with long, spiky, black hair. His skin was pale with a grayish tinge. His glowing eyes were red with cat like slits. His suit clung tightly to his form, leaving him mostly covered except for his forearms which bore two identical black tattoos. Like the others, his suit had a few stripes of glowing blue Mako highlighting it. On the sides of his calves were holsters for guns the length of his forearms. His most prominent features however, were the metal wings folded upon his back. They looked liked the wings of a bat, only with the bones exposed. At the ends of each bone-like piece was a long bladed dagger.
Weiss was tall with a muscular body. He was not a hulking mass of muscle like Azul but had a leaner, controlled build. His hair was white and spiked, sticking up in all directions. His skin was tanned and his eyes were blue with yellow rings circling his irises. He wore no shirt, only white pants with a black sash and knee high boots. He carried no weapons.
"The room is secured." Shelke said dully. "Hail Weiss." And there was only just the hint of passion in those two words. It was well known among the group that Shelke's training had slowly removed her emotions. It was estimated that she would have a year before she lost it completely.
"Hail Weiss." Was the echoed reply.
Nero leaned against Weiss' side and nuzzled his neck.
"Hail Weiss." He murmured.
Shelke the Transparent, Rosso the Crimson, Azul the Cerulean, Argento, Nero the Sable and Weiss the Immaculate; they were the Tsviets, soldiers of Deepground, the secret organization hidden beneath Shinra. "I had a dream." Argento injected quietly.
All eyes turned to the woman.
"Why would a dream matter?" Nero sneered.
"What kind of dream?" Weiss asked, yellow ringed blue eyes narrowing in interest. He and Nero had yet to move themselves from the entrance of the room.
"The Goddess came to me." She said airily. "She told me someone was coming. Coming soon."
Nero scoffed and Azul rolled his eyes. Rosso looked thoughtful. Shelke blinked slowly and kept her eyes on Weiss. She did not quite understand the logic of believing in a dream. But, while Argento did not confide such thing to her, she knew the woman sometimes went to Weiss and spoke of her dreams. Shelke only knew because she always manipulated the camera feed whenever she sought Weiss out for that purpose.
Regardless of what the others thought, it was Weiss' opinion that matter. He moved in front of her in a flash, both hands planted on either side of her. By the door, Nero looked very agitated.
"Who is coming? Tell me." He demanded.
"The one who will bring us our freedom." Argento said. Her voice was soft and near emotionless in its serenity. She was not frightened of Weiss' intense attitude. "I have a gift for you." She smiled softly. "I was going to wait until our freedom came, but I think it best you practice with them now."
Weiss moved back and nodded. "Show me then."
She handed him the bed sheet wrapped bundle. A dark smile touched Weiss' lips as he unraveled the object. Within the cloth two long Gunblades lay. They were black and silver in design with a long pistol running along the top of the blade. On each sword was also engraved an emblem, one with the symbol for Heaven and the other with Earth's.
"Their lovely, Argento. As always, your craftsmanship puts all others to shame." He strapped on the harness that had been wrapped up with the blades and turned to face the others. Heaven held in his right hand and Earth in his left. "The time is coming, one way or another. We will leave this place, and destroy those that have hurt and controlled us for so long. Shelke, how long until the virus you have been working on is finished?"
"Some time. I cannot yet guess how much" Shelke admitted. "And when I'm done I will require help loading it."
"I'll help with that." Argento offered.
"Good." Weiss grinned. "We're close. So close. And then we will have our freedom." He reached out a hand to Nero who immediately clung to his side. He chuckled. "Their end is coming."
Up next, a villain is revealed! And THEN we'll get back to Cloud. I promise.