Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ DiArY of NiGhTmaReS ❯ ThE DrEaM i Had of YoU ( Chapter 4 )

It's hard to forget my:

Diary of Nightmares by HD

 

Hey kids been a min no? yeah I'm a slack ass as usual, not really doin shit, but being lazy I mean I gotta puter now, I'm just takin my sweet ass time….what else would ya expect…so yeah here it finaly is…

 

HOLD UP! WARNING IN THIS CHAP! IF YA GOTTA WEAK STOMACH YOU BEST JUST SKIP THIS!

Now I gave ya yer warning so if this shit ends up bein to much for you, well then I guess you got some problems with readin warnings…there it's said

 

C: Nice why don't you be a total fuckin dick

HD: Well I was gonna say if it's to much then yer just a pussy, but everyone already knows yer a pussy

R: Aw Snap! HD said it!

C: Yer a fuckin idiot.

R: Who you talkin to

C: does it really matter.

S: my patients is at an end.

HD: that's sayin you had patients to begin with and we all know that's bullshit

C: I gotta take HD's side on that one Seph.

S: I can change your mind.

V: do you believe you can control eveyone.

HD: whoa, settle down kids…save that shit fer the story.

 

CH: 4 ThE DreaM i HaD of YoU

 

It faded as quickly as it started. I was left choking on the air I could not get into my lungs. I fell into Sephiroth's open arms. He removed the rest of his sword from my stomach and let it cling on the ground.

 

He pulled my still body against him. I knew my eyes were open. I could see nothing but the images he'd given to me. The constant look of her severed head. A never-ending spiral of words. Hers and his flowing in the kaleidoscope of images. I would be forever burdened with the knowledge she would curse my name in her death for eternity. So many things I should have done before she ended. There was no time that could heal me from this.

 

The white wings surrounded us. I could feel us dropping down. It was odd to see the world around me lose its solidness. I felt like I was floating and saw the layers of tile, beams of wood, and layers of stucco change to worn gray rock. It dawned on me that Sephiroth was moving me in the way he traveled throughout the house. He had made me a transparent entity like himself. We finally stopped and I looked up at him. His soft smile, cold distant eyes, and white wings. He reminded me of a devil in an angel's guise. He kept me in his arms just staring at me.

 

“Is that what I will become? Is that where she is?” I didn't completely understand what I was saying or even whom I was speaking to any longer. I squinted my eyes together looking up at the ceiling trying to understand what was happening. “Do you play in my mind?”

 

“Vincent?” Sephiroth's voice was barley audible over the horse scream that tore into my brain. It didn't belong to the Galin Beast, Death Gigas, Hellmasker, nor Chaos. It was a familiar voice, one I had heard too often. It was my own.

 

It was a seeping madness that I felt spread like the plague baring rats and fleas without discrimination. No memory was sacred. I knew for the moment that this was no act of Sephiroth's magic. Oh but I knew it was of his doing. If he would have let her be. Let her live.

 

“She didn't deserve to exist. Nor did I. Why am I here?” I looked back at Sephiroth who watched me cautiously. “Is this the test she left me? I will fail. I will always fail.” I grabbed Sephiroth on either side of his face pulling it close to mine. “I will fail!” I screamed matching that endless cry that was spanning through every wrinkle in my mind.

 

I released Sephiroth moving quickly to my feet and falling against the wall coating it with red as I wheezed. I looked down seeing a small puddle of blood forming. I was bleeding.

 

“Red. It's red.” My voice distant as I stared down at it. I closed my eyes scrapping a clawed finger down the stone. “Flowers bloom in such a color. A world full of endlessly blooming crimson death.” I gave a slow laugh not sure I really wanted to laugh.

 

“Vincent.” I heard that smooth voice call my name.

 

“Names. I deserve no name.” I sighed digging deeper into the wall with my clawed digit. “These letters of definition.” I closed my eyes trying to fight that wailing sound that filled my ears.

 

“Vincent.” I was spun to glaring green cat eyes. “Do not try to fool me with such acts.”

 

“Why can't I stop screaming!?” I yelled in his face as my hands slammed against my ears trying to end the cursed sound. I tore from Sephiroth's grip bouncing off the wall to weave wildly across the room. I collided with a coffin dispersing its contents and myself on the floor.

 

I howled as I pushed myself up attempting to drown out the noise in my head. I raked my claw down the wall I leaned against as I fell again to my knees.

 

“Stop this Vincent.” Sephiroth said as he reached for me.

 

“Touch is something only the living need. Don't make me try again.” Sephiroth's hand dropped as he studied my form crouched in the corner. “For a moment I was free. Distance. Distant.” I leaned away from Sephiroth's darkened form staring at the wall. “To return is harder still.”

 

“Look at me Vincent.” I turned to the deep green eyes. I watched the catlike pupils slit to almost nonexistence. “Do not fight me Vincent.” I felt my lips curl up at the sides.

 

“I cannot prevent this thought that nothing's real. No words left. No truth left. Why must this end? Why does it always fall apart before I can live? There's nothing left to hope for. Nothing real. This helplessness is tearing me apart.” I murmured.

 

“Look at me Vincent!” Sephiroth shook me. I reached my clawed had up and swiped at him.

 

“Get away from me.” I snarled getting to my feet feeling my head clear for a moment.

 

`Vincent. What is happening to you?' I heard the rumble of Chaos's voice fill my mind.

 

“What are you speaking of demon?” I questioned aloud.

 

“You would address me as demon?” I glared up at Sephiroth's confused face as I focused back on Chaos' reply.

 

`You are letting your human emotions gain control and they are too frail to hold such tragedy. I saw what Sephiroth has done, but that part of you died long ago. The Vincent who loved Lucrecia no longer lives.'

 

“If that Vincent is dead then perhaps I am as well. Perhaps we all are.” My breath grew heavy and my eyes wouldn't focus on anything. My hand moved to my forehead trying to rub away the confusion that was eating away at me.

 

`You are not so weak! Vincent! We can not help you like this!' The last was a fading gargle.

 

“You do not even head Chaos' words any longer.” I looked up to the soft-spoken voice. My eyes twitched attempting to make sense of what I was seeing. I slid my hand from my forehead holding the shaking limb to the vision.

 

“Lu…” I couldn't even form the word as I saw her shining blue eyes staring down at me so full of life. The weaving brown and black of her hair lying in a soft line on her shoulders. She was in the long white lab coat with black slacks and turtleneck underneath, covering her lithe form.

 

“Vincent.” She opened her arms to me. I fell to my knees wrapping my arms around her, burying my head into her stomach. I felt her hands weave into my hair and I couldn't fight the tears that leaked from my eyes.

 

“You are consumed by such sorrow Vincent. Do you think I have left you?” I could do nothing but weep silently against her. “I still live on. I will always be with you.” I looked up at her with the water spilling from the corners of my eyes. I felt her thumbs rub the escaping water away.

 

“As long as Sephiroth still lives so do I. I am his mother Vincent.” I watched her crouch in front of me so we were eye to eye.

 

“Do you love me Vincent?”

 

“Yes.” I mouthed silently scared if I aloud myself to make a noise it would be that nagging scream that filled in the length of her pause.

 

“Then I want you to do something for me. One last thing. One last thing for me my love.” Her soft lips fell into a subtle smile.

 

“Anything. I will do anything as long as you stay.” I could hear the desperation in my voice as I tied to pull her against me, but she kept me at an arms length away.

 

“Do what Sephiroth asks you and I will stay. I will always be apart of him.” I hesitated, things weren't adding up. She pulled away and turned her back to me. I brought my hand over my eyes, the word began to swirl in memories.

 

“I knew you never cared. You were to fixated on yourself to care for anyone. You must be happy that I am dead.” She turned back to me with the last. I looked up at her as I kneeled on the floor.

 

“The things I did meant nothing. It all means nothing. An eternity of suffering. You make it so much louder.” My face scrunched in pain as my head filled with my screaming voice.

 

“I thought you loved me.”

 

“I…. I.” No longer could I take that sound in my head. I let it pour out of my mouth as she moved to me. She held me in her arms as I wordlessly cried out my suffering.

 

“Do this for me Vincent. Grant me my dieing wish.” I fell silent staring at her wishing this were real. That she wasn't dead. I pulled away from her snarling as I felt the horrid growling hatred of Chaos tear through me. I panted as I looked back at Lucrecia. Her eyes staring upon me with love. I could hear Chaos howling in the back of my mind to mimic my own terrible cry that I could not quiet. I left them in the back of my mind as I forced a smile on my face.

 

“Yes.” I panted just wanting to remember the love she held in her eyes when she last looked at me. Love for me and no other. A look she had never given me.

 

Her body wavered. I closed my eyes trying to hold that moment as my body hit the floor like a fainting man on his wedding day. I was spent. The demons were not healing me. I wanted to say more to Lucrecia, but staying conscious through the interaction and not just endlessly screaming was all I could do. I opened my eyes to get one last look of Lucrecia before the familiar darkness took me, but all I could see is Sephiroth standing where she had once stood. The darkness took over and I was left in emptiness.

 

“Vincent…” I heard the deep voice calling my name. I slowly blinked my eyes open and pushed myself to a sitting position. My head was a little light, but I was finally healed. Green eyes were mere centimeters from my face.

 

“How do you feel?” Sephiroth said tilting his head with his question. I pushed myself to my feet walking by Sephiroth ignoring him. “Do you not wish me to ask you anything?” I stopped as he finished. My mind kicking into gear, running moments off like the ticker on a news channel.

 

How could I have said such a thing to Lucrecia? He was the one who stole her life and I would promise her to listen to one such as him. It was her dieing wish I had no other option. I could not refuse the one that I lived for, but I no longer lived for her since she no longer lived. She had cursed my name, yet had love when she came back to me.

 

“Dear Vincent.” Sephiroth turned me around so I faced him. “What is it that troubles you?” His tongue slowly licked along his smirking lips. He killed her. She would always be alive through him. He hated her. She would stay with me if I listened to him.

 

Sephiroth's hand slid along my cheek cutting off my mental battle with myself. His thumb tilted my chin up. I watched as he closed the distance between us. His lips pressed against mine. My eyes stayed open as the thoughts cascaded in my head. Would her lips have felt the same? She would stay with me if I listened to him. Sephiroth pulled slightly back from me.

 

“Kiss me Vincent.” He purred against my lips. I was stuck in the middle of something and nothing not sure which was worse. I could disregard him and lose her or destroy all my morals and listen to him. As if I carried morals any longer. I could never let her go. She would always be my weakness, my humanity, even in her death.

 

I closed my eyes and the short distance between Sephiroth and I. I opened my mouth pushing my tongue into his and accepting his into mine. I could almost hear him purr in contentment at the contact. His arms wrapped around me pulling me against him. I was not so taken in the act as I stood with my arms at my sides. Sephiroth again pulled away.

 

“Must I ask you for everything?” My head started to spin. Doubts and contempt were fighting the obedience Lucrecia demanded of me.

 

“Demands. All you make are demands.” I mumbled as I felt the aching roar of my contempt. I swayed trying to fight the lost part of myself that knew nothing more than to wail endlessly.

 

“I demand nothing from you. I only ask.” The last word was a dark whisper. I could hear Lucrecia's soft voice in my head asking me over and over to listen to Sephiroth along with her threat of abandoning me.

 

“You can not ask me such a thing! I cannot do this! I can not do such a thing…” I bowed my head covering my face with my hand willing her to understand. Willing myself to believe she would understand, but knowing she could never, seeing her rolling head curse my name as she would forever.

 

“You are a heartless man Vincent.” I glared up at Sephiroth. “To force Lucrecia to suffer just as you for eternity.”

 

“Don't speak her name to me!” I roared at him, spit flying wildly from my mouth as an animalistic rage took me.

 

“I only tell you what you already know. You've condemned Lucrecia to suffer. You have broken a promise to the one you love so dearly. Ah Dear Vincent, you are nothing more than a soulless beast.” Sephiroth took a step towards me.

 

“Shut up.”

 

“How could you say you loved her when you only tell her what she wants to hear?” He moved closer as a fine shake spread along my body.

 

“Shut up!” I snarled at him.

 

“You told her you'd bring me to her, when you knew you meant to kill me.” He was once again face to face with me.

 

“Shut up!” I screamed in his face. My hand in a tight enough fist to draw blood from the palm.

 

“And you promised her, her dieing wish, when you knew full well you could never obey.” My lips twitched at the truth of his words and I fought down the water that wished to spill from my eyes.

 

“Shut up.” I barley breathed the words. “You're the one that-”

 

“Holds a piece of her inside me. Yes, a piece that feels such sorrow at your betrayal.”

 

“What do you want from me?” The guilt filled my voice.

 

“You Dear Vincent.” I glared up at him.

 

“You always say the same thing!” I growled pushing him back from me. “You want me!” I pushed him harder. “You want me!” I pushed him into the wall and pressed my clawed arm across his neck. His hands grabbed onto my arm stopping it from crushing his throat as I used my other hand to add more pressure. “What is it? What?!”

 

I stared into his eyes watching the slitted pupil widen. I was blinded by a flash of green and felt myself falter. I shook my head adding more pressure as I glared at Sephiroth.

 

“Do you think you can play in the mind of a soulless beast” I sneered as that animalistic rage took my sense away.

 

“I would do no such thing Dear Vincent.” My arm released Sephiroth's neck and my other hand gripped his shoulder to steady me. My head fell against his chest and I sighed out a breath feeling odd reactions in my body.

 

“What are you doing to me?” I panted against his chest.

 

“Nothing.” I closed my eyes as my mouth hung open. It felt like his hands were all over my body. It was like every time he spoke his mouth sucked on my lower half. I would not be apart of his game. I would no longer let him toy with me. I had already lost Lucrecia by his hand. I would not let him punish me for her death. My eyes snapped open and I righted myself looking back into those cat eyes seeing the burning crimson of mine reflected.

 

Sephiroth's teeth bit along his bottom lip and I watched the thick red coat his teeth as he smiled at me. I felt a tick take my eye as the glinting white and red reminded me of the bone that hung from Lucrecia's severed head.

 

“I-I will not play your games. Not even for Lucrecia.” My voice sounded more normal as I finished my sentence. I moved to my coffin to grab death penalty. I would kill Sephiroth this night. I was almost to the coffin when that translucent figure appeared between my destination and me.

 

“I won't let you go so easily.” Sephiroth said as he moved with his inhuman speed and pulled my lips against his. My mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood. He forced more and more into me till it was spilling from the corners of our meeting mouths. I had to swallow it or choke. He released me after most of it went down my throat. I fell to my hands and knees coughing, gagging, and spitting all I could out. I glared up at Sephiroth.

 

“I'm inside you now.” Arrogance lacing every word. I was on my feet grabbing him by the front of his coat.

 

“Pick you next words carefully for they will be your last.” I growled as we stared each other down.

 

“You are mine dear Vincent.” The flash of green filled my eyes again and I stumbled away from Sephiroth feeling a tingling spread through every piece of my body.

 

“Wha-What is this?” I hissed going for the sick bastard.

 

“Do you really wish to harm me Vincent?” Sephiroth's dark purr was back as I pined him against my coffin. My head fell against his shoulder as I heaved in air trying to understand what was happening inside my body. I leaned away from Sephiroth studying him and his arrogant features.

 

“What are you thinking of Dear Vincent?” He said as I moved closer to his body feeling myself growing hard just thinking of his lips.

 

“I am going to…kill you.” I breathed against his lips.

 

“I can hardly wait.” I cut off anymore of Sephiroth's words as I pushed myself against him and took his mouth in mine. I was by no means gentle as I bit into his bottom lip filling our mouths again with his blood. I wanted him. I wanted to be inside him, him to be in me. I tore open his coat as pushed him back on the coffin leaning his upper body back. I raked my claw down Sephiroth's chest and I heard him groan making my whole body shudder.

 

I lifted his leg to my waist trying to force myself through his pants. My teeth snapped together as I growled up at him. He smiled smugly down at me. I wrapped my clawed hand around his throat yanking him up to me and taking his mouth with mine before he could speak. His hands undid the buttons on my shirt as I kissed him roughly with forced lust and such contempt and hatred. He brought the shirt down fast twisting it and spinning me so my back was to him and my hands were restrained by the shirt behind me.

 

I snarled and hissed as he pushed me forward into the wall. I felt his hand come around my neck and unbuckle my cape. I snarled and half screamed my rage, for that was all I could do. I could form no words. I was nothing more than a beast in want of a basic need. I felt Sephiroth's tongue lick up one of the scars Chaos had left me with. My body shuddered as he traced them along my back. I needed release and I could no longer wait. I howled as I tore the thick material of my shirt as if it were crape paper and spun on Sephiroth changing our roles.

 

I crushed his head against the wall as my hand came around him to unfasten the black leather pants. I fumbled with the fastenings in my animalistic need. I growled as I kicked his legs open on either side and finally was able to undo the pants. I leaned down biting the back of Sephiroth's neck making him hiss in a breath. My hand went to pull down his pants.

 

“Vincent!” My body froze. “Let go of me.” Sephiroth's said with half laughter as my arms fell to my sides and he turned to me. “You are not in control here.” I snarled and snapped at him like a caged beast.

 

“You really are nothing more than this are you?” Sephiroth reached his hand towards me and pulled it back quickly enough he kept the tip of his finger. “Ha, it's exactly how I wanted. Now I will release you, but you must restrain yourself.” I let a low growl from deep in my throat roll from my lips. “Very well.”

 

I was back on Sephiroth pushing his back against the wall. My bites weren't as hard and I went a little slower licking along his neck and up to his ear panting and growling there to express my need.

 

Sephiroth let out a low moan. My clawed hand tore into the wall next to him turning the durable rock into dust. Sephiroth let out a lusty laugh as he pulled my mouth up and I forced mine against his. I leaned my head back and snapped my teeth together pulling in a harsh breath as I felt his hand undue my pants and slide into the opening to grab the solidness of my cock.

 

“Do you like that Vincent?” I half snarled at Sephiroth for an answer as my eyes fluttered. I was close to releasing when Sephiroth pulled his hand away. My eyes shot wide and I flashed him my teeth enraged. “You are mine, do not forget your place.”

 

My clawed hand rested next to his head and it took all my control not to crush his head with it. I dug it back into the wall turning another chunk into dust.

 

“Kiss me Vincent.” I did. I kept both hands on the wall on either side of his head. I didn't know if I could control them. Sephiroth's arms came around me as I grinded myself into him.

 

“This should be interesting.” Sephiroth spoke into my parted lips. I heard the door bust open as I forced my mouth against Sephiroth's not even caring for the audience. I wanted Sephiroth. Nothing else mattered.

 

“Vincent what the fuck are you doin?!” I heard running steps and the sound of guns cocking. “Vincent get the fuck away from him!” I turned on the crimson haired man snarling.

 

I watched Reno stumble back while Rude trained his gun on me. Cloud held his sword staring in shock at the two of us. I figured part was from what he was seeing happening between Sephiroth and I, another the scars on my back, and finally the insanity I conveyed. I turned back to Sephiroth pushing myself against him, clawing at the wall.

”There's something wrong with him.”

 

“Fuck Cloud, ya think.” I heard Reno click off the safety on his gun. I felt the metal pressed against the right side of my head.

 

“Get the hell off him Vincent or you ain't gonna have to worry about tomorrow.” Reno threatened. Wild animals don't like to be threatened, nor did I. I grabbed the gun in my hand. I felt it go off and a slight pain run up my right arm as I grabbed the black man by the throat in a crushing grip.

 

“Put him down Vincent or I'll fuckin shoot you! Goddamn Vincent, put him down!” Reno yelled as the face I looked at was turning a dull purple. My knee gave and a burning filled its place. I dropped the bigger man as I turned to the other shooter.

 

Another shot took me in the upper thigh on the left leg, but it didn't slow me. I felt one enter my right shoulder. I wasn't going to stop until I killed him. A body slammed into me before another shot could go off or I could reach Reno. My right side hit the wall. I growled as I grabbed the coughing man that took me off guard. Cloud looked up at me in a mix of fear and determination. He would not let me go after the others. I took in a deep breath ready to howl my frustration. I sighed it out loosing my grip on the smaller man catching a familiar smell. It was almost exactly like Sephiroth's.

 

I gave him a snarling grin before I yanked the sword from his hand throwing it to the ground and pulled him by the front of the shirt to my mouth. He fought me. He wouldn't give my tongue access. I growled as I slammed him against the wall knocking the wind from him and giving me entree to his mouth. He had no chance to fight me as I pinned him with my body. I tore at his pants with my clawed hand not caring if I hurt him or not. His mouth ripped away from mine as I felt the claw enter skin. The scream only fuelled my want.

I kept tearing at skin and fabric until I knew there was nothing blocking my entrance into him. Cloud's face was a mix of horror and pain. I smiled sadistically at him as I brought the claw to my lips tasting the sweetness of his blood. I sighed out with pleasure as I positioned myself against him. I could feel the wetness of his blood coating my pulsating rod.

 

“Please V-Vincent. D-Don't do this t-to me.” I watched the tears fall from the shining blue pleading eyes. “Vincent please…” the rest of the sentence turned to an ear-shattering scream as I forced myself deep inside him. I shuddered as I felt the tightness of his body and his nails biting into my shoulders. His fingers found the wound on my right shoulder. I could feel them digging into the hole until they hit bone. The pain only amplified the pleaser I felt from my lower half digging into him. I heard Sephiroth yelling my name trying to stop me with his voice.

 

No one would control me any longer. I rested my head against the wall as I began to thrust into Cloud hearing the constant shrill of his pain. My hands fastened to his shoulders pulling him down as I shoved myself in. His cry went silent as he choked on the air he wished to expel, letting my inhuman howl of pleasure fill the room.

 

I shuddered there for a moment letting the contentment run it's course throughout my body. I slid out of Cloud and watched him slide down the wall to fall into the pool of our blood that coated the floor. Most was from him, but the bullet wound in my shoulder had not fully healed. I closed my pants and crouched down to Cloud. His eyes were a diluted blue as they looked upon me. I only gave him a cruel half smile as my hand reached for his cheek. He cringed away from me shaking, making small whining noises of pain. I grabbed his face turning it to me, pure terror rested in his eyes.

 

“You should be use to being used, puppet.” I pushed my lips against his. I felt the wetness of his tears on my face before I pulled away. He drew his legs up and pulled himself into a tight ball as he wept. I turned from his form having no more use or care for him. Sephiroth's face had a slightly irritated look to it as he stared at me from across the room. I stood with my head held high glaring at him.

 

“Do you fear what you have created?” My voice was a low growl full of laughter. “You can not control me. I am no puppet of yours.” I said as I moved towards him.

 

“Vincent, what the hell are you…” I cut off Reno's words, running my clawed hand across his cheek, spreading Clouds blood on his face and lips. I glanced at him at the corner of my eye.

 

“Don't worry, you're next.” I said with a smile. Reno's eyes widened as I kept walking by him and the truth set in.

 

HD: yeah I fuckin out did myself with that one.

V/S/R:….

C: Holy fuckin shit…

HD: well I think I brough the readership on this story down…

C: Holy fuckin Shit….

HD: I may have topped myself for fucked up…I don't know how I'm gonna beat that.

C: HOLY FUCKIN SHIT!!!

HD: I'll think of something before it's done right C

C: IMPROBABLE!