Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ DiArY of NiGhTmaReS ❯ TraitoR ( Chapter 7 )

Goddamn this fuckin

DIARY OF NIGHTMARES by HD

 

Aight then this is it for a min. so relish the fact that I did anything. RELISH IT!

 

C: cause ya ain't ever gonna do that again

HD: you don't know me

C: yeah, and a little too well

HD: YOU SHOULD FEEL PRIVLEDGED TO KNOW ONE AS FREAKIN AWESOME AS ME!

C: but instead I feel like V in the beginning of this story

V: Get off my gothness

HD: yeah get off his gothness

C: you are such an ass

HD: put a dick in it cocktard

C:…..

HD: GWAHAHAHHAH! I sooo win!

 

CH 7: TraitoR

 

I felt Sephiroth's hands come around me from behind. “Close your eyes.” Sephiroth whispered.

 

“S-Sephiroth.” I heard Barrett say before he was miles away and we were back in the mansion.

 

Sephiroth released me quick. “Go to the bathroom and run a bath for yourself. I can smell the entrails on you.” I moved without realizing it. My mind was still running through the thousands I killed.

 

“Vincent. Vincent.” My head moved in slow motion as I finally saw Sephiroth kneeling next to the bath. “You left your clothes on.”

 

“Did I?” I questioned as that twisted smile took my blood coated face I could see behind him in the mirror.

 

“Yes.” Sephiroth said as his eyes narrowed. “You gained no energy by killing them that way.” Sephiroth said as he let me step from the bath and strip down.

 

“Your wrong.” I growled. “I tasted their souls. I tasted the fear inside them.”

 

“Get into the bath.” Sephiroth commanded. I did and he moved behind me pulling me back to dunk my head and hair. He lifted my head up and began to wash the mess from my hair pulling out bits of bone and flesh.

 

“You're shielding yourself from me.” I said. My voice started to sound more like it usually had as I finally began to come down from the wave of death I'd caused.

 

“Yes I am. It is no concern of yours how I feel unless I make it so. For I am your master Vincent.” He yanked my head back so he could glare down at me with the last.

 

“For now.” I hissed back. Sephiroth jerked my head up.

 

“Always Dear Vincent. I will always be above you.” I said nothing to him as he finished washing my hair. We sat there quiet until I felt Sephiroth's arms come around me to lie on my chest. He buried his nose into my drying hair.

 

“Why is it after everything I've done you still despise me?”

 

“As you say it is in my nature as a demon.”

 

“Vincent.” I could hear a slight desperation in his voice like he longed to understand me.

 

“Because I haven't forgotten.”

 

“Forgotten?” He questioned the deadness in my voice.

 

“I haven't forgotten the face of my enemy.”

 

“I am no longer your enemy Vincent. I no longer wish to destroy this world, that is now your wish.”

 

“I will have my vengeance.” I said evenly. There was a long silence as Sephiroth held me. I'm sure he was thinking over everything he had done.

 

“Lucrecia's death.” He said with laughter in his voice.

 

“I have no care for the ties of my human life.”

 

I heard him sigh into my hair. “I don't have to get into your head to know you're pride has been wounded.” His fingers slid down my lips pulling the bottom one down. “To believe what angers you now is something so simple.”

 

Sephiroth's hand moved down my chest into the water of the bath. His teeth dragged across the tip of my pointed ear. My jaw clenched together as I fought the want that seeped into me. All the death aroused me. It was still fresh in my mind, the screams and blood. Sephiroth's touch seemed to call it all back.

 

“Do not think I will let you do whatever you please.” I said gabbing tight to his wrist before it could touch my hardening penis. I glared at the tile that rested in front of me trying to keep myself from pulling his hand from his arm.

 

“Oh but you will Vincent because I own this life you hold.” Sephiroth sighed into my ear causing a chill to run down my body and focus in my groin. My teeth slid along my bottom lip while my mind sought to fight the primal urges that wanted me to release Sephiroth's hand.

 

“That is what you hate so. The knowledge that it is I who owns your life. You don't know if I planned this all or if it was you who brought yourself into such a situation.” His tongue and teeth played along the lobe with each of his words. My grip faltered on his hand. Sephiroth took advantage of the opening to lightly grasp my near painful arousal. I let the feel of his touch run through me causing my head to fall back against his shoulder as my mouth opened in a silent breath of gratitude. His hand began to slowly move. The feel of the water pushing against me in his grip made my eyes clench shut.

 

“Is that why you hate me Vincent?” Sephiroth questioned as other had slid down my chest.

 

“Yes.” I hissed the word out through my teeth wanting him to keep touching me not caring what he asked as long as he didn't stop.

 

“Do you truly hate me in this moment?” His tongue licked up the lobe.

 

“No.” I groaned as my hands gripped to the rim of the tub as Sephiroth's rhythm sped up.

 

“Of course not. No one could give you release like I.” He chuckled.

 

“Yes.” I hissed as my tongue ran over my lips.

 

“Hm, and who might that be?”

 

“Cloud.” I groaned as my stomach tightened. Sephiroth's thumb slid along the head of my penis rubbing across the hole. The breath caught in my throat.

 

“I find that odd. Even after you have felt as he did you would take him again by force?”

 

“Yes.” I choked feeling the orgasm building.

 

“I see. Would you do the same to Reno?” My eyes parted slightly as Sephiroth's words moved into the chaos of my mind. His rhythm began to slow making me loose some of the rising heat inside of me. I couldn't think of the word because I didn't know what it was.

 

“I thought you let go of your human ties Vincent, yet you still care for Reno?” I didn't know. I didn't know what I felt. I just wanted release. I only needed to speak one of two short words, but I couldn't decide on either.

 

“Just as I thought.” Sephiroth chuckled lightly. “That weakness still hides deep within you.” Sephiroth increased the speed of his hand and the orgasm began to form. “You will not beable to destroy Reno.” I barley understood Sephiroth's words as my mouth opened in the silent scream. Images of blood and gore filled my eyelids and resting in the middle was the crimson haired man in his disheveled suit, unharmed. He gave a knowing smile before my eyes opened and I felt the semen release from me.

 

I was left panting. Sephiroth let me go. I heard him stand. “I will get you some clothes.”

 

I closed my eyes relaxing in the cooling water in the tub. I started to think over Sephiroth's questions. He wanted to know something, but it would have been embedded in the questions he asked. They all had a purpose to lead him to some assumption or plan. It was his nature to plot. I did not like how easy it was for him to manipulate me. He seemed to be even better at it now than before.

 

I shook the thoughts from my head as I stepped form the tub rapping a towel around my lower half. I flapped the wings behind me to dry them. I stared at the reflection of the new version of me. My eyes narrowed. Sephiroth had said that weakness was still in me because of Reno. He thought Reno was my weakness. He must have seen into my mind. If only there was more night I would prove him wrong, but there was always tomorrow.

 

Sephiroth held the clothes to me. I slipped them on and went to my room as Sephiroth lead me there. He opened the coffin so I could get in and slid the lid half up. His hand stroked along my cheek and he leaned down kissing me. I let him. It didn't bother me as much this night. I was bothered by to many other thoughts.

 

“Do not leave this coffin until I wake you.” Sephiroth said before he slid the lid the rest of the way up leaving me in total darkness. It was a restless slumber that over took me. I could not remove Reno from my mind. I stared at the too close wooden lid and no matter how hard I tried in my mind I could not do it. It was just as Sephiroth said. I could not even destroy that image of Reno it held. I tried to understand what it could be that stopped me from such actions, but nothing in lieu of explanation rose in me.

 

I closed my eyes putting the thoughts to rest. My mind was not a thing I could trust any longer. The thoughts I held may not even be my own. The only way I would know for sure my intentions for Reno are when I stood face to face with the man. I sighed letting slumber take me knowing somewhere in the brooding corridors of my mental state that indeed I could and would destroy Reno no matter what the consequences to me.

 

I snarled as I stared up at the hard wood wanting to tear it apart. It had been hours since the sunset. Sephiroth was in deed playing a dangerous game with me. My patients was at an end. Only obedience made me stay in the coffin. Finally I heard the heavy wood move and saw the gleaming mischievous green smirking down on me.

 

“It is well past the evening hour.” I growled as Sephiroth stepped back letting me escape the confined space of the coffin. I stretched glaring at him.

 

“I could have left you there dear Vincent.” Sephiroth reached a hand to me. I glared from it to him.

 

“Ha, as if you could ever be without me.” I sneered back to him. Sephiroth turned away from me.

 

“I'm sure you need to feed soon.” I watched Sephiroth closely. He was acting differently. Cautiously. He was hiding something. I was in no mood for secrets.

 

“What is it you are hiding?” It was less a question and more of a demand.

 

“What makes you think I am hiding anything?” He gave me an empty gaze.

 

“Perhaps I didn't make myself clear.” I said stepping to him so we were almost nose-to-nose. “I'm in no mood for your arrogance.”

 

“And perhaps you have forgotten your place demon.” Sephiroth's voice stayed even, but I could see the anger in his eyes. He was usually much better at holding his emotions at bay.

 

“My place,” I gave a slight chuckle as I cocked my head, “and what exactly would my place be?”

 

“I grow tired of your insolence. Turn around.” I did as commanded and Sephiroth's arms came around me. He did not tell me to close my eyes. I watched as the world disintegrated around us and became nothing more than blue light. I had to close my eyes from the dizzying speed with which the world passed by. I felt the ground underneath my feet and opened my eyes. The door in front of me was made of dark wood. The hinges barely holding the rotting board in place.

 

“What is this place?” I asked without thought, feeling a foreboding familiarness.

 

“Must you always question me.” Sephiroth's voice had irritation to it. I turned to him. He would not look at me.

 

“When you give me reason to, I will.” I replied returning my view to the door.

 

“Go in and your question will be answered.” He said darkly. I turned back to him, but he was already gone. I scanned the area trying to locate him, but could not. I could not understand why he would leave me anywhere. It was unlike him to be so careless. I turned back to the door. I could leave this place. Sephiroth would be able to find me eventually, but I did not have to go through the door.

 

My hand lay against it. I did not have to go through the door, I thought to myself. I didn't have to, but I wanted to. I wanted to know what Sephiroth left for me. How he would choose to torment me this night.

 

I gave the wood a slight push and watched the hinges crack and snap sending pieces of metal to spin through the air. The door fell to the ground with a horrid slamming crack as the rotted wood busted into pieces from the impact. I could see nothing from the huge roll of dust the commotion had caused. I walked through it flapping the wings to disperse the thick cloud.

 

My feet froze in place as the black eyes sparkled in the moon light that shown from the broken roof. The cascade of crimson shining like freshly spilled blood. His lips glinting, much like they did in different vision I had of him that was all my own, as he smiled.

 

“What are you doing here?” I snapped searching the abandoned church making sure there was no other presence. I had known this place. Cloud and Aris had shown me it. It was the place where they had met. I knew the only reason the place still stood undisturbed was for her, so all would remember the tragic story of the girl who helped save this world. Ridiculous sediments.

 

“Waiting for you.” Reno said pulling me from my angered thoughts. I looked up at him unable to understand why my heart pounded so rapidly or why it was so hard to breathe.

 

“Why would you wait for me here?” I clenched my teeth at the end of the question feeling so many more rise in me that no one could answer but myself, but knowing I did not understand the answers. Why was it I didn't just attack him? What was holding me at a distance from him?

 

“Why did you come?” He countered. My eyes narrowed at him.

 

“Sephiroth brought me here. Have you forgotten my last words to you?” I questioned as moved, standing just outside the moonlit circle that surrounded him with a pool of flowers matching the color of his hair around his feet.

 

“I am no where near that damned mansion.” Reno said scanning the darkness around him. I could see the uneasiness in him. I wondered if he knew that I felt the same in his presence. We stayed silent. I stared at him as he looked in my direction, but was unable to pinpoint me in the shadows that surrounded him.

 

“Is there any reason for this or do you wish just to waste my time.” I kept my gaze on him. He closed his eyes shaking his head getting an exasperated smile on his face.

 

“I don't know. I guess that's up to you Vincent.” He said looking up. “I don't want it to be like this man, but I just can't let you go round killin people and shit. You got no right doin that. No matter what the hell it is you suffered.” Reno paused to take a breath and I used it to interrupt.

 

“And you have no right giving lectures about killing, when it was you who fought to help Sephiroth destroy this planet. Oh, but of course you were just following orders. Is it that you are upset by the death I cause or that I take no orders, but choose to do it of my own will.” I said as I walked around the circle of light. Reno gave a harsh laugh. I knew he could not see me in the bright moonlit that surrounded him.

 

“Freewill huh? If you say I got no right talking bout killing then you got less of a right talking bout freewill. If it ain't the demons inside you givin you orders. Then it's yer master Sephiroth.” I stopped standing in front of where Reno glared into the darkness that surrounded him.

 

“Watch your tongue human.” I snarled.

 

“Why don't you say that to my face or ya just gonna hide in the shadows ya fuckin goth bitch.” My hands twitched with malice as I glared upon the cocky grin Reno's face held. I couldn't understand why I didn't kill him. Any other I would have destroyed at the first sign of disrespect, but I was letting him get away with it.

 

“I should kill you for such impertinence.”

 

“Then why're you still hidin from me? Why don't ya just do it Vincent? Maybe it's because your not as cold as ya think ya are. Maybe it's that the humanity you tried to let Sephiroth take away is still there. Maybe you're tryin to be something ya can't, cause don't ever forget Vincent. That word you say with such contempt and the race you hold such hatred for you were once apart of.” My eyes went to the ground at the end of Reno's words and the thoughts came to fruition in my mind as I glared back up at Reno.

 

“You're right, but if I kill you now perhaps that piece will die with you.” I stepped into the moonlight facing Reno. “All these questions plaguing me will die with you. For it is you that is causing them. It is the image of you I can't escape.” Reno didn't move as I approached him stopping just in front of him. I had to give him credit for not backing away as most did. No horror or fear crossed his face, only pity.

 

“Why'd you let him do this to you?” Reno asked unfazed by my threat.

 

“I assume you are referencing Sephiroth in connection to what stands before you now and you are mistaken.” Reno raised an eyebrow in a question he did not have to ask for I already knew. “Sephiroth did remove the sorrow and guilt, though it still resides in me, I can no longer feel it. He did not put anything into me that wasn't already there. This is what I am inside Reno. This is what I've always been. Now the world can see me for what I truly am. Now you can see what I've always tried to hide.” I reached a hand to his face unsure what it was that was taking hold in me.

 

“I don't understand.” Reno said a bit breathlessly as my hand slid into his hair and my head tilted as it closed in on his.

 

“You have no right to understand.” I sighed into his parted lips before I pressed mine against his. I didn't know why I did it nor did I care. My tongue slid into Reno's mouth as his hands moved up my back. The kiss reflected nothing of me in its gentleness. Reno's hand met one of the wings and I had to pull my lips from his to gasp out the breath as my eyes fell closed and my head to his shoulder. I didn't know the appendages could be so sensitive.

 

“I don't want to kill you Vincent.” Reno murmured against my ear as he held me in a tight embrace. “Tell me you'll stop this man. That's all ya gotta say.”

 

“Wants are just false hopes Reno.” I whispered against his neck.

 

“I should of known you'd say something like that and I'm sure you knew I'd say something like this. It's nothin personal.” I didn't know what he was talking about until my whole body contracted and my lungs lost the function of breathing.

 

I fell to the ground letting the excess electricity run though me. I turned fluttering lids to Reno who stood above me with the electric rod charging in his hand. I didn't have time to get my disjointed thoughts together before I saw the rod coming towards me again. I snarled as my foot kicked out taking Reno in the knee brining him to the ground with a cry of pain from having his kneecap forced the opposite way it should be. I crawled away from him trying to gain some distance and get my head straight.

 

“Now!” I heard the gruff voice bellow through the abandoned church. My eyes scanned up to the balcony that surround the open area Reno and I had been in. It was filled with as many Turks as the decaying structure could hold. Rude had a finger pointed to me and the fledglings all had their weapons aimed to me.

 

“Not yet Rude!” I rolled to my ass looking at Reno who was attempting to get up.

 

“You've betrayed me.” I barely whispered the words unable to believe them even through all that was before me. I closed my eyes shaking my head trying to come to terms with what was happening. In that moment I had lost all trust in everyone. Reno had pointed out my humanity to me, but in the same moment he showed me that I would never be anything more than a beast.

 

“Vincent…” Reno attempted, but I didn't want to hear any of his lies.

 

“Silence.” My roar boomed through the church making dust trickle from the ceiling and send a rumbling through the weak frame. “Sephiroth was right about the lot of you.” The words rolled from my hateful lips as I stood.

 

“Sephiroth's the one that…” Once again I cut him off never wanting to hear that voice direct at me.

 

“Don't be a fool. I know full well you could not orchestrate such a thing on your own. From him I would expect such a thing. Perhaps it was my ignorance that never let me see inside of you to the disgusting creature that lies within. I've been at odds with you and myself. I was not entirely sure I could end your existence and I couldn't understand why that was. Now I have no need for the question or the answer.” I walked towards Reno as he got up hobbling on one leg momentarily until he achieved balance. He studied me as I closed in on him. I watched him bow his head. His black eyes shined in the moonlight as something akin to sorrow crossed his face.

 

“Fire.” The word was barely audible, but all had heard the command. The air was full of black projectiles. I brought my wings up to cover my face and chest. I watched as the membranes of my wings filled with silver points. I could see the liquid dripping from the hollow needles. My ears were filled with the sound of compression. I could feel the darts along my back, sides and legs. The onslaught stopped as the soldiers attempted to reload. I flung my wings out behind me sending a spray of darts that way.

 

My head was spinning. I stumbled back and crushed a bench as I fell on to it. I wasn't sure if the drug took effect so quickly or if it was the amount they used on me that made my head spin. I tried to shake my head clear. I held out my hand attempting to conjure the skulls. Nothing happened. I felt no power. I knew it was not from the drug. Someone had put a spell or ward around the place. I could call nothing. There was to many of them. I could not defeat them all in the state I was in. Unless I could get outside and call out the demons to kill them all for me.

 

I moved to hands and knees barely able to stay up as I crawled towards the empty doorway. I had thought to fly, but my wings were worthlessly dragging behind me. I felt more darts enter to the few patches of skin that were left open and not already filled by one. I could no longer feel the pain. My eyes were heavy and my head even more so. My elbows gave and my body collapsed to the ground. I looked to the doorway and saw the transparent figure wavering there. I watched as he shook his head at my outreaching hand. His voice seemed to waft to me from that distance, as if it were the wind itself.

 

“I grow tired of you Vincent.” Bright green filled my vision then Sephiroth was gone. I lay there staring at the empty doorway letting Sephiroth's words settle into my mind. He grow tired of me. I snarled fighting above the drug that consumed every cell of my person. I forced my shaking hands into the ground. I heard the buzzing from the charged electric rod closing in behind me. I glanced to my arm seeing the reflection in the shinned golden metal. It was not at all what I expected.

 

“No.” I breathed as the thick metal ran through my gut to stick into the floor beneath me. I could fight against the drug all I wanted, but it did nothing to speed my movement. The pain didn't reach my mind until the blood spilled from my mouth. I couldn't make out the muffled scuffle from behind me. I stared down at the red puddle. After everything I'd done, all the changes that took place within me. To think what still poured from my mouth was the same crimson of all those I'd slain. All those I hated.

 

“Is this all I am.” I mumbled to myself moving to hands and knees feeling the sword tear it's cut longer from my movement. “I thought I was so much more.” I moved further back on the sword. I felt my back hit the extended sides of the hilt as it tried to stop my movement. I put more force against the sword knowing something would give.

 

“Vincent.” My name was breathed in a horrified voice as the hilt tore through my gut. I stared down at it in half amusement as I saw the brain like wrinkled substance of my intestine hanging around the hilt. I watched the random human organs spill from my gut to hang by strands of tissue. Blood splashed in a wave on the floor. I fought the urge of my hands to bring all the missing pieces back into me. I wasn't sure if it was the drugs or my off kilter mental state that let no pain reach me.

 

I couldn't make out the words that were screamed behind me. I didn't care. I cared for nothing. I stared down at the mess of my innards in front of me. Was that it. Was I trying so hard to be something I'm not?

 

“What am I? What am I suppose to be?” I murmured to myself. Was I no better than the creatures I destroyed? Was I truly apart of that human race? Was this all just a farce?

 

I held my taloned hand out lightly brushing the slick, blood covered mass that hung from my gut. I wasn't sure what organ it was, but I'd seen a few in the humans I'd destroyed. Maybe that was why Sephiroth left. He thought I was playing at a role I could never fulfill. I rubbed the blood covered talons together. I glanced behind it seeing the black membrane twitching slightly there. Sephiroth was right. I was a disgusting creature that did not deserve the wings that lay on my back.

 

My hand reached back, the talons easily tearing through the thin membrane. I pulled unable to block the pain and letting the horrid scream fill the room as I cracked the bone and slowly tore the wing from my back like a kid taking off their first band-aid. The wing fell in front of me twitching like the leg of a centipede attempting to find life in itself. My knees gave under me as I grabbed the other appendage and readied myself.

 

“Vincent, stop this” I heard the soft supple voice of Reno attempt to dissuade me. My eyes were moving in and out of focus as I followed the line of intestine up to the hilt of Clouds sword. My eyes dropped staring at the pale death in front of me. I realized that broken form that stared at me was none other than myself. My hand reached for it, as did the reflection reach for me.

 

“Why have you come back to torment me?” I questioned the sorrow, guilt ridden face and eyes that stared back at me. “Why won't you leave me?” I questioned as my head fell to leave me staring at the warm red surrounding me. I felt my body falling forward. I didn't care to stop myself. I wanted to feel the pain. I wanted to feel all of it. Arms caught and pulled me against the soft chest.

 

“Hold fuckin fire!” I heard Reno command. “He's done.” His voice was coming form behind me. I put my hand on the shoulder pushing from the arms that held me so tenderly. The blue eyes held pity, but I could see the fear and hatred underneath. I knew that was what I would see forever. No one would look upon me anyother way ever again. No matter what I did they would fear and hate what I am

 

“End me.” I forced the words from my barely working mouth. The blood loss and drugs were pulling me into unconsciousness for I knew I wouldn't die from these wounds.

 

“Vincent.” I watched the tears rise in his eyes and the fear disappear, but nothing would ever rid him of his hatred for me. I couldn't rid myself of my own hatred of my existence. My head rolled so I could look at his sword. The idea came to mind as I looked back at Cloud.

 

“Save me from this hell.” I said conveying my plan through my words and eyes. Cloud glanced at his sword and back to me. I watched the knowledge find his mind. If he removed my head from my body maybe I would never wake again.

 

“No.” Cloud mouthed the word as if he couldn't believe what I was asking him. “I won't do that Vincent. No one here would do that for you.”

 

“Stop me. Stop me before it happens again.” I watched indecision cross Clouds face. I chose my words carefully knowing what could sway him into my will. I felt remorse for what I had done to him, but I was speaking of the towns I had wiped clean of life. I didn't know if this state would be permanent or if I would go back to the monster I truly was when the drugs wore off.

 

“Cloud.” Reno barked behind me thwarting any chance I had of him fulfilling my wishes. “Help Rude get all these men out of here. I'll take care of Vincent.” Cloud stood from me letting my hands slide down him, as I laid on the ground unable to stay up anylonger. He pulled his sword from the ground shaking the intestine from it and staring at the blood that covered it.

 

“Go now.” Reno snapped and Cloud moved leaving the two of us in the large room.

 

“Look at ya. All that talk that it wasn't Sephiroth, that that was what you truly were and now look at ya. Begging for someone to kill you because you can't live with your guilt.” Reno crouched in front of me looking down at me where I laid on my back. “That's so human.” He smirked.

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C: Fuckin circles

HD: nu-uh

C: ya-huh

HD: nu-uh

C: ya-huh

HD: nu-uuuuuhhh

C: ya-hhuuuuhhhh

HD: NU-UH!
C: YA-HUH!

R: CHILDREN! SOME OF US GOT A FUCKIN HANG OVER HERE! SO SHUT THE FUCK UP!

HD: who the fucks he callin children?

C: you

HD: NU-UH

C: YA-HUH

R: THAT'S FUCKIN IT! (starts shooting at HD & C)

HD: you can't even say this is my fuckin fault

C: just shut the hell up and keep running