For The Love of Chaos

Chapter 10

Many, many years later, there was nothing left of ShinRa Manor. It now set, run down and falling apart. What no one expected, was for a flurry of red to one day brake free of its sleep, and escape. Even though it had help, one was still left behind, one that no one knew even existed.

The figure that escaped, was garbed in crimson red. They also wore pointed metal shoes, and a metal claw, both for which were a golden color. What would stand out most though, would be the figures seemingly glowing blood red eyes. They stood out greatly against his deathly pale skin, but that didn't matter to him, nothing did. Not anymore… Granted, he was glad to be free of his prison, but his heart was empty and cold. It was a hard, cold block of ice, in which let no one in. He was still lonely though, but he would never let that be known, he would hide it for the rest of his day in which would be for the remainder of eternity. His name…is Vincent Valentine.

The man was once a turk, decades ago. He could still remember a bright young girl that he had loved dearly, her name was Anna Carter, but he knew that the girl was long dead. For some reason or another, he had a feeling that Hojo was likely the cause of it. How he hated that man with a bright, fire burning passion. After all, Hojo was the reason why Vincent was the way that he was now. Immortal…and alone…

Every day, since the day of his freedom, he had been plagued with nightmares. Some of course, were worse than others. He had also been plagued with a demon inside of him, a demon named Chaos. What he found strange though, was at times he would whisper Anna's name. How the demon inside of him knew of Anna, he would never know. He hated how his memories would plague him. All he wanted to do was atone for his sins and then parish, that is all that he wished to do.

So quietly, Vincent sat among the forgotten city. It had been about 2 years now since his awakening, it had also been 2 years that he'd been coming here. Here, he would sit among the glowing white trees, thinking about the sins of his past. At times, he swore to seeing the ghostly figure of a young woman, a young woman that reminded him of Anna. This would make his heart ache every time. Although, this time, things would be slightly different.

This time, Vincent was seated by the stream, gazing at his reflection. As he did this, he heard the sound of something catching on the rocks. Looking over, he found the body of a young woman. From what he could tell, she had long chestnut hair that reached down to her ankles. And her skin, like his, was deathly pale. Slowly, he got up, walking to her. He knelt down in front of her, nudging her slightly, checking to see if she was alive. Her long white dress seemed to tangle at her feet as she laid there, but he found that she was indeed breathing, though barely.

Carefully, he picked her up, carrying her further to shore. It was then that he laid her down on the ground, observing her further. He found that she was quite small, maybe 5'3" compared to his around 6 foot self. She was odd though, with her complexion, and her hair that nearly outgrew her.

"Who are you…?" he asked quietly to himself, feeling a slight pang in his chest. To Vincent's calculating mind, this girl was a mystery.

A few hours later, she began to stir, her eyes flickering. Suddenly, her eyes shot open, darting around the area. "Where…" she spoke faintly. She quickly looked around in wonder. She had no clue where she was, though she did see a man sitting against a tree. He seemed to be asleep. His face…it looked so familiar to her, but she just couldn't place it.

Slowly, she stood up. As she did this, she got dizzy, her ankles buckling beneath. The man in red quickly shot forward, catching her in his arms. She swallowed nervously. "I think you should sit down…" he told her quietly. His voice was deep and strong, resonating with a velvety smoothness like no other. Her brows furrowed together, she knew that voice, but it wasn't possible.

"V-Vincent…?" she asked meekly, looking up at him, staring into his crimson pools. He had a look of confusion in his eyes as he stared down at her.

"How do you…" he paused for a moment, brushing hair from her face. He stared into her now electric blue eyes, just gazing down at her. "It can't be…"he said quietly, taking hold of her and moving the sleeve off her left shoulder. There, he found a birthmark in the shape of a heart. To anyone else, it would simply look like a bad tan mark, but Vincent knew better. "Anna…" he whispered, turning her back around to face him, staring into her bright eyes. He nearly jumped when she hugged him, but after a few moment, he wrapped his arms around her in a warm embrace.

"Vincent…" she cried out, sobbing into his chest. She couldn't believe it, he was alive, and he was right there in front of her. "I…I saw you…you were…you were…" she couldn't finish as she continued to cry. Vincent held her close to him, keeping her safe.

"Shhh…it's alright Anna…I'm here now" he cooed into her ear, trying his best to calm her nerves.

Suddenly, he felt pain shooting through his body, causing him to cry out in pain. "Vincent!?" she cried, not knowing what was going on.

"G-get back…" he whispered, pushing her away as he doubled over in pain. She watched horrified as his cape flew up, forming into wings, his hair flying around him into points. His face seemed to flush, before his eyes shot open. Golden yellow eyes glowed as they made their way to her, staring at her in disbelief. Slowly, this creature stood up, walking to her. It bent down in front of her, placing it hand on her cheek. She watched quietly as tears fell from its eyes, dripping down and off its chin. She felt a pang in her heart, before carefully reaching up and whipping them away.

It was Chaos. He slowly closed his eyes, leaning into her touch, savoring it as though it would once again be his last. He thought that she was dead…he thought that he'd never see her again…he thought… To think, even someone like him has a heart, someone like him can love. Granted, he knew that Vincent loved her, but at the moment Chaos loved her even more. He smiled at her touch, wishing that it could last forever. "Anna…" he spoke her name softly, though his voice was a bit rough. She smiled softly, a few tears falling. She remembered the very last time that she saw him. Hojo had taken her captive and then shot her right in front of him. She still remembered the searing pain that had gone through her at that moment. It had been absolutely terrible. She could only imagine what he had done after she had faded away. Poor Chaos… Poor Chaos she thought to herself, before wrapping her arms around his middle, a few tears falling. Chaos just held her close to him, not wanting to let her go.

"Anna…" he whispered, holding her to him. That was one word that he would never forget to speak now, never in a million years. Slowly, he felt her growing weak beneath him, the strength in body giving out. "Anna?" he asked, calling her name. She didn't answer though, for she had fallen asleep, her head resting against his chest. He let out a soft growl, almost like a purr as he looked down at her affectionately.

Soon, he let out a faint growl, Vincent trying to fight for rights to his body. Chaos sighed, before relinquishing it, letting Vincent fall forward. Vincent grumbled a bit, looking down at Anna, finding her asleep. "What did you do to her? Did you hurt her?" he asked.

No…I would never hurt my Anna Chaos said inside his head, though Vincent didn't catch the part where he had referred to her as his. Vincent never did trust that demon very much, but he did take him for his word this time. Vincent looked down at her with an unreadable face, before standing up, holding her in his arms. Quietly, he walked out of the forgotten city, and to the only really place that he knew. Seventh Heaven.

Seventh Heaven was a bar, that was run by to of his 'friends' as one might put them. His friends being Tifa Lockhart and Cloud Strife. Cloud was now a delivery boy, so when he wasn't at the bar helping Tifa, he was out doing his job. Tifa herself, ran the bar itself. From drinks, to food, and even kicking a few people out on occasion.

He sighed quietly, pushing open the doors with his shoulder. "Vincent, how are you?" Tifa asked as he walked in. He just gave a small grunt, Anna still in his arms. Tifa looked at what he was holding, realizing that it was a young girl. "Who's she?" she asked. Vincent looked at her for a moment, before speaking.

"An old friend…" he said quietly.

"You mean like me and Cloud?" she asked. He shook his head.

"No…older…much older" he said, looking down at Anna's sleeping face. He sighed again, walking up to his room with her.

"Would you like me to fix the two of you something to eat?" Tifa asked, shouting up the steps. Vincent nodded, knowing that Anna would likely be hungry when she woke back up. "Okay then." With that, Vincent walked into his room, closing the door behind him.

He walked over to his bed, dusting it off a bit, before laying her down on it. He took his cape off, resting it on his chair by the windowsill. "How did you get here?" he asked quietly, his fingers brushing against the side of her face. Those eyes…they were so bright, it wasn't her. He remembered that her eyes had been more of a forest green color. One that had gone so well with her long chocolate brown hair. Even her hair had changed, no longer that deep chocolate brown, but now a rustic chestnut brown. Though, he supposed as long as she was okay, it didn't really matter. He sighed quietly, before sitting down in his chair, closing his eyes. He still couldn't believe that she was actually here in front of him. It was a miracle indeed…

"Chaos…" she murmured in her sleep. This through him for a loop. Why in heavens name was she calling out for that monster? As he thought about this, Chaos was smiling, hearing her calling out for him instead of Vincent for once. He remembered that she had always called out for Vincent, but maybe that was changing now, that's what he hoped anyway.

Chaos soon started annoying Vincent, wanting to be let out as they saw her start turning in her sleep. "No…I'm not letting you out" Vincent said, quickly feeling a pain in his head as though Chaos were kicking it. "Would you stop that…" he said quietly, holding his head in his hands. He groaned as Chaos continued. "What is wrong with you?" Vincent whispered harshly, feeling a kick in the but almost. He raised an eye brow, wanting an answer.

Let me out… Chaos said.

"No…Chaos…Vincent…" she cried out in her sleep, tossing and turning. At this, Vincent finally stood up, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Anna" he called her name, shaking her a bit, but getting no response.

"No…no…" she cried. He knelt down beside her, closing his eyes as he felt himself change, Chaos taking over without much pain this time.

"Anna…" he said, placing a hand on her cheek, her body calming almost instantly. Chaos smirked at this, rubbing it in Vincent's face. Vincent didn't like this one bit.

Carefully, Chaos picked Anna up, laying down on the bed with her. Her body rested in his arms as she snuggled closer to him.

"Chaos…" she whispered, making him smile on the inside. He let out a soft growl, nuzzling his face into her hair for the first time in decades, inhaling her scent. He enjoyed her smell and the warmth that she gave to his arms, his muscles relaxing under her. He was surprised that Vincent was actually staying submissive still. Anna continued to sleep peacefully the entire time that she continued to lay in Chaos' arms. She felt safe in his arms, and somehow seemed to be able to tell who's arms they were, even in her sleep. She was peaceful and calm as long as she was in his arms.

About a hour later, footsteps could be heard coming up the stairs, their door opening. It was Tifa, and once she saw the scene in front of her, she freaked. She dropped the plate in her hands, the sound of it shattering echoing throughout the bar. Chaos looked up, Anna stirring. "Y-you…" Tifa spoke, horrified. Anna slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Tifa, then above her finding Chaos, her eyes grew slightly wide as she knew what was going.

"Please…don't be afraid" Anna said, standing up and walking a few steps forward. Tifa quickly grabbed her, pulling her behind her.

"Stay away from that monster, he's dangerous" Tifa said. At that moment, Anna's anger flared, pulling away from Tifa and running back to Chaos.

"He's not a monster" she yelled, holding onto Chaos. Chaos pulled her close to him, before standing up himself, Tifa took a step back.

Suddenly, Chaos changed back into Vincent. He nearly fell over, before catching himself.

"Tifa…don't worry…" he said, sitting down on the bed, holding his head. "He ment no harm. I know that it's hard to believe…but it's true" he told her, laying down on his back tiredly

"But…why did you even let him out?" she asked. Vincent gave her a dull look, still holding his head.

"Do you even have to ask?" he questioned, watching as it seemed to register to her.

"Oh…I see" she said, nodding faintly, before walking out of the room quickly.

"Vincent…?" Anna called shyly, looking at him.

"Hm?" he asked, closing his eyes.

"Do you…mind if I lay down with you?" she asked. He looked at her curiously, before speaking.

"Go ahead…" he spoke quietly, closing his eyes again, feeling as she climbed up beside him and laid down. She rested her head against his chest, like she'd often do when they were younger. Even though they had grown up, some things still never changed.

Eventually, they both fell asleep like that, completely even forgetting about trying to even eat.

Ok, there's chapter 10. I hope everyone enjoyed it. Remember, please REVIEW? Well, I gotta start on the next chapter of this or possibly work on one of my other stories, don't know yet. Anyway remember to review and happy reading.