Resentment

"Nevi! Give me a hug you!" Omen grinned once we had gotten onto the bridge of the Shera. Nevina was smiling widely and hugged the albino man tightly. He let go and shook hands with Reeve. "Good to see you Comissioner," He kept his smile on his face as he hugged Yuffie. "And how've you been, haven't seen you in ages."

"Ohhh... can't stay Omen, gotta puke," Yuffie replied bluntly then ran off.

"Catch up later on," The Phantom smiled then turned to Vincent. "Vincent Valentine, likewise with Yuffie we haven't spoken in a while, keeping to yourself?" Vincent didn't reply, instead turning and leaving the room, which pained me inside. "Okay, rain check. Well what about you Angie?" He hugged me but I didn't return it. "C'mon talk to me, how're things with you and Vince?" I looked away from him, then he let go of me. "Sorry, idiot in me took over."

"Kid how about ya give 'em a tour of the old girl?" Cid interrupted from the wheel. "As much as I'd like to chat I'll have to rain check, what with the world goin' down to fuck and everything." Omen gave a salute and grinned.

"You got it Captain," He took Nevina, Reeve and I to a room in the back of the Shera and we told him about the situation. About how Deepground tore the Headquarters apart.

"Still cannae believe one guy practically ripped us apart," Nevina sighed.

"That explains why Angie's wearing Oblivion's cloak again," Omen crossed his arms as he frowned. He was right. I'd always save these first. "Still... is Shalua alright? That girl, her sister, didn't seem too fazed."

"I think being in Deepground fer so long drains any emotion fae ye..." Nevina bit her lip as she rubbed the back of her head. "She's suffered trauma tae her head... we've got her in an incubation thingy but I don't think she'll make it..." Omen looked shocked, his mouth dropped a little as he heard the news.

"I could... try heal her, where is she?" He instantaneously offered.

"Angevale, take Omen to Shalua, Shelke should be there as well," Reeve said. "Nevina, help me with the Omega Report."


"Who is this?" Shelke asked coldly as we entered the room. I remained silent as I sat down on the floor and Omen went to Shalua.

"Omen Confleo, it's nice to meet you Shelke, Shalua talked about lots," Omen smiled softly before trying to heal Shelke's sister. The girl looked at me and I looked back at her.

"You seem hostile," She stated, noticing the subtle glare I was giving her. "I do not understand, you have no reason to be."

"What makes you so sure?" I nearly snapped. I sighed deeply and looked down.

"The data fragments of Lucrecia Crescent within me respond to you in a similar way they do towards Vincent Valentine," She told me. "However, the emotions they invoke are different. Oddly, they are more hostile towards you." I scoffed at that.

"Typical Lucrecia," Shelke stared at me with obvious confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"The bitch made our lives a nightmare!" I exclaimed, standing up. "Not only did she get pregnant with Hojo's baby, but she let her husband shoot and kill Vincent then used him as an experiment! It's her fault this has happened!" Omen took me by the shoulders and shook me.

"Angie calm it, you're stressed enough as it is," I pulled away and crossed my arms. Shelke was visibly trying to make sense of what I said.

"You blame Lucrecia?"

"With good reason," I snarled, venom seeping into my voice. Shelke remained quiet then looked at me again.

"What about the relationship between Vincent and yourself?" I kept quiet, Omen took that as his cue to leave the room.

"I can't save her... it's like something's holding back my powers and dragging her away," He left us in silence as Shelke waited for her answer.

"... I love Vincent but he loves her," I stared into space as I spoke. I didn't want to look at her. "I don't understand why... she's been dead for over thirty years... he loves a corpse." She seemed surprised at that. Although I could the Lucrecia within her was furious.

"I do not understand one bit..." She sighed, going back to her work.

"That makes two of us..." I replied before leaving her.