Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Send Me An Angel.... Tainted With Scarlet.... ❯ Sinister Obsessions Hidden by Supernatural Beauty… ( Chapter 6 )

RATING: NC-17!! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, POSSIBLE RAPE, AND OTHER GRUESOME SCENESAND MATURE CONTENT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. (I CANNOT BE HELD RESPONSIBLE!!!)

 

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Summary: This is my Mary-sue... read if you so desire.

 

Pairing: Kadaj X Loz X Yazoo and possibly… X OC

 

 

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Send Me An Angel… Tainted With Scarlet ….

 

Chapter Six:

 

Sinister Obsessions Hidden by Supernatural Beauty…

 

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Kadaj whipped his head up from nuzzling Allisha, any of his evidence tears, erased. No, he had completely changed. Her soulful hazel eyes glanced at Yazoo and Loz and both were the same as their brother. Each sat stiff, their intimidating mako green eyes illuminated at the thought of possible battle as they eyed Cloud walking in, the cat like slits adjusting for optimum angle and light perceptions. Each sat as if ready to pounce. She could even notice a few small twitches in their hands as they unconsciously inched closer to their weapons, lying safely beside them… `Old habits die hard it seems' she thought sympathetically.

 

Kadaj was enraged; his moment with his mother had been utterly ruined by that stupid excuse for a brother. It appeared that no matter what he did, Cloud always interfered. And He always found a way to ruin his carefully laid out plans. Kadaj quickly glanced at Yazoo and met mako green eyes. `Good,' thought Kadaj at his brother's nod. Quickly before the eye could even register what happened, Kadaj and Yazoo had both somehow moved closer, eradicating the nonexistent distance between them and their mother. If Cloud was to attack, at least their mother was safe.

 

Yazoo had always had something of a sixth sense. He knew where his brothers were, what they thought, what they wanted, even before they did themselves. This also proved well in battle, because not only could he predict his brother's movements and aim around them, but he could also predict most, if not all, of the movements his enemies made. So when Cloud silently into the room, he knew exactly what was going to happen. He somehow knew that Kadaj was going to glance at him, and even before Yazoo read it in his brother's eyes, he knew what Kadaj wanted. So without a second thought he followed his brother's unspoken command and swiftly moved closer to Allisha, much to her discomfort.

 

Allisha was mentally exhausted, and not to mention squished beyond recognition. She could not help but vaguely wonder that if she would be a square or a rectangle when Kadaj and Yazoo finally got the brainy idea to move away from her. Why the hell they decided to moved closer was beyond her, but she could probably guess that it was due to the silent, and still depressed, Cloud entering the room. Unfortunately the song “Go! Go! Emo Rangers!” rang in her head, which to her embarrassment, allowed a small chuckle to pass across her lips. All heads whipped at her direction, including Clouds, all with “What the hell?!” expressions on their face. Unfortunately this only caused more giggles to erupt from within Allisha, until she was full out laughing.

 

Loz was utterly confused, which was not new, and the degree of his confusion was not new either, but what was new was what, sorry, who it concerned. His mother… He to like his brother's tensed in defence at the intrusion already forming plans in his mind.

 

Yes, most people thought he was an idiot, of which Loz did not deny, because he did have his moments. But mostly he did not deny it because he wanted them to think he was, for it gave him a huge advantage. Sure, he cried, but so does every woman in the world, and does that make them all dumb asses? No it does not.

 

So anyway, Loz was formulating plans in his head, much like Kadaj except not so extravagant or complex, until soft giggles beside him reached his ears. Confused he turned his intimidating mako eyes, along with everyone else, onto the girl.

 

Allisha could not help it! The song “Go! Go! Emo rangers” was stuck, and with everyone looking at her like she was an insane lunatic, well at least crazier than Kadaj at the moment. The laughs, she could not help it, they just poured out in waves. But hell would you not be a little cracked if you were transported into another world with three men calling you mother, and a chick nagging at you?

 

“I... I'm… sorry!” she rasped between giggles, “It... It's just… that… Cloud…” more laughter spilt from her lips.

 

By now Cloud was just as confused as the rest of them, `is there something on my face?' he thought, `'cause like what the fuck is making her laugh so much?' Sighing, he reserved himself to the fact he would eventually be told by Tifa, who was seemingly just as confused as him.

 

Fortunately enough the giggles had slowly waned off allowing the now tearing Allisha to open her eyes and squirm under the harsh intimidating gazes of her captors. “Uh…sorry about that…” a nervous laugh slipped between her pale lips “just the Emo rangers' song got came to mind…. Sorry…”

 

“Are you done?” asked Tifa, her voice snippy with impatience.

 

Allisha solemnly nodded her head at the curt tone from Tifa. Fortunately, with her giggles Kadaj and Yazoo had eased up on their protective closeness around her, finally allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief. Calmly she turned towards Cloud, who still held a confused look.

 

`Cloud…' thought Allisha solemnly `why do you still look so sad?' Her soft hazel eyes scanned over the man standing behind Tifa at the door.

 

In her opinion, Cloud still looked the same as he did in Advent Children. His delicate soft boyish features of his face were still framed by his oddly spiked pale golden hair, and still his face was hard set into a permanent blank façade. His deep cerulean eyes stared ahead aimlessly, much like Yazoo's mako green gaze, except Cloud's deep blue gaze was clouded over in memory rather than nothingness that were Yazoo's. Allisha's eyes travelled down his slim yet chiselled physique which was still hidden behind the thick and bulky navy blue sweater vest and long black leather sleeve that covered his left arm. Cloud's traditional thick black leather straps and belts were attached in the exact same places as she remembered, across his chest and abdomen each of which attached to a matching black leather shoulder guard on his left shoulder with the silver wolf emblem, his sword case, and also a long piece of cloth along his left side. Cloud's legs were dressed in bulky black leather army cargo pants and the ends fell neatly over his matching black leather army boots, whereas his arms were still in their thick matching black leather gloves. No Cloud did not change in the least; in fact he was still cold, distant, depressed, and undoubtedly still the Cloud we all have come to know, and to a few… even love.

 

“Hello Cloud…” Allisha began, “I…”

 

“How do you know my name?” he bit back bitterly, his eyes icy cold. He was automatically suspicious of the girl. Suspicion and doubt were his defences, which he relied on immensely. Why should he trust anyone when his very own idol tried to kill him, multiple times?

 

“Like I have mentioned prior to your arrival, I know everyone. Vincent, Marlene, Cid, Yuffie…even Sephiroth…” she said his name hesitantly, unsure how he would react. But after not even a flinch was made from the quiet man, she continued “I know many things about them, even you. I know this - and yes this sounds utterly insane - from a movie, game, and also an anime ova. Now if you would be so kind, my name is Allisha, and I was brought here because supposedly I'm their reincarnated mother” here she indicated the three sitting next to her with a casual glance to the side. Her voice remained calm and collected. Allisha was exhausted; the mental strain that had been put on her was overwhelming. It also did not help that the day before she had fallen of a cliff, but still, most of the exhaustion was from the day's occurrences.

 

“I see…” replied Cloud; his cerulean gaze fell on the three, his gaze held questions yet to be answered.

 

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To say the day was uninteresting would be a total and utterly complete lie. Between the three brothers fighting with Cloud, Cloud's questioning and fighting with the brothers, and Tifa's nagging, Allisha was completely and utterly exhausted, both mentally and physically!

 

It was only late in the evening that she was able to force the trio away from being right at her side at every moment and was finally allowed time to herself for a relaxing shower. Unfortunately there was not much to think about for the events of the day that did not give her a migraine so Allisha felt it appropriate to just allow her mind to wander, which of course she readily did.

 

After about fifteen minutes of a piping hot shower, Allisha clambered out of the bathroom searching for her bag that she had earlier. Except as she lazily walked out of the connected bathroom - in a pair of crimson silk pyjamas and black thick strapped tank top - the sight before her was both embarrassing and utterly mortifying, if not at the very least delectable…

 

On the three beds before her sat the trio doing their nightly routines. Yazoo was working on his gun, silver parts aimlessly scattered around him as he sat tinkering with a particularly confusing piece. Kadaj sharpened his sword, and Loz, well he was reading a book. This of coarse would seem completely normal, except for the fact that these people, were men, finely chiselled, and artistically crafted men. Which again, would not have been a problem, except…. they were half naked…. Their entire top half were revealed as each were dressed in matching, extremely old and worn baggy grey sweat pants.

 

Now do not get her wrong, Allisha enjoyed the sight of a well built man, hell she dreamed about the thought that men built like this even existed, so this is not to say that she did not enjoy the sight. It was when all three silver heads and matching mako green eyes settled on her, that she got nervous.

 

Quickly as so to distract herself, Allisha made way to her bag - which was thankfully brought along due to the fact it remained on her person after the cliff incident - and dug out her trusty hair brush, and sitting with her back towards the guys, she began to painstakingly slowly brush her now wet and curly chocolate brown locks.

 

“Is there something wrong mother?” Kadaj asked innocently, his eyes never leaving. For some reason it felt that she was trying to avoid them and he just could not figure out why.

 

“No…” she replied, trying to keep her voice even.

 

“Then why are you over there?” asked Loz, joining in with his brothers questioning, he to was curious.

 

“Because my bag's over here…” Allisha was trying by any means possible to direct their attention away from her by using blunt and overly obvious answers, which she was not lying - thankfully - it was true that her overly large and worn crimson and black back pack was there, but unfortunately they were not dumb enough to fall for her tricks.

 

“I think you're nervous...” Kadaj purred, as his mako green eyes locked in on the form of his mother huddled near her bag by the bathroom door, slowly brushing her hair.

 

“Of what...?” she asked innocently, pretending to be dumb.

 

Faster than the eye could see, Kadaj had gotten off the bed - after previously returning the Souba to it's sheath, and lying his beloved sword against the wall beside his bed - and was behind Allisha, whispering into her ear “Of us…” Kadaj whispered his hot breath tickled her causing shivers to run down her spine.

 

Allisha halted in her brushing, and began to aimlessly dig through her bag trying to distract herself, because by now Yazoo's gun was perfectly polished and back together resting on the left end table between each of the beds, and Loz's book was set aside leaving their icy jade eyes to wander over to the scene their mother was making.

 

With surprising ease Kadaj effortlessly hefted his mother up off the ground and carried her bridle style towards the beds, and dropped her shamelessly on Yazoo's.

 

The sudden drop startled Allisha, forcing a gasp and a surprised “Eep!” from her, as she fell in a heap in front of the cross legged Yazoo, his blank gaze seemingly stared right through her.

“Your right Kadaj, she is nervous… but of what?” Yazoo's voice was quiet, almost like he was just having an afterthought, and yet he was always clearly heard.

 

“Fine, alright I am!” admitted Allisha in a huff, her brush still clenched tightly in her hands “and maybe it's the fact you are three men who are trained killers, with weapons I might add, that keep picking me up like I'm some light toy!” now utterly embarrassed she crossed her legs and arms, trying to curl into a tight ball and disappear.

 

Yazoo sighed and pulled the brush from her tightly clenched fists with ease, shuffled himself around to sit behind her and began to brush his mother's still damp rebellious chocolate locks. He could understand her nervousness, but his brothers… well they are an entirely different story.

 

Out of the corner of his eye he could see Loz reach for his book again, near tears. And Kadaj, well… he just frowned in annoyance. Gently Yazoo continued the soothing motions hoping to calm their mother down.

 

Kadaj was furious, why would his mother fear him? It made no sense… he had done everything his mother had asked of him… and now she was afraid of him! His anger rose to almost a near boiling point beneath his skin as he glared at the scared woman sitting curled on the bed, her hair being brushed gently by Yazoo, `how could she!' he screamed inwardly.

 

Before Allisha realized, or even before Yazoo could react, Allisha was thrown off the bed and smashed against the wall and fell onto the wooden floors with a loud and heart wrenching bang. “Oh mother…” cooed Kadaj his voice was even and cold sending shivers up the helpless brother's spines.

 

Both Yazoo and Loz knew what was wrong; Kadaj was having one of his moods… and a violent one at that. Although normally by this time Loz would have Kadaj pinned down somewhere before the mind pains would eventually come and before he could possibly kill one of them. Unfortunately they were helpless against Kadaj on this particular occasion, because they knew what had caused it… their mother and her fears.

 

Allisha groaned as she slowly rose from off the hardwood floors. Every joint and bone of her body screamed in protest sending waves of agony throughout her already bruised and sensitive flesh. It was a wonder how she did not break anything from the force of the throw, but somehow she managed. Fear and sheer adrenaline rushed through her veins forcing her tired heart to beat at an outrageous pace.

 

`They are gonna kill me…' thought Allisha, and then realization…. finally hit her. If anyone of the three wanted to kill her off at any point they would have done so, hell they did it all their life, just killing off people. To be honest, killing was an art to them - a well practised one I might add - so killing off a meek human girl would be no effort… and yet… they still had yet to kill her. `Two can play at this game…' threatened Allisha finally understanding his motives.

 

With much agony Allisha arose off the floor and stared directly into Kadaj's intimidating fierce mako jade cat like eyes. And with careful and pain ridden steps, Allisha slowly made her way over to the Kadaj who was trembling from the sheer brutality and excitement of his anger.

 

He looked like utterly wild with his hair askew, and his head slightly tilted forward, his body ready to attack. No, nothing would get in-between him and this girl… nothing…

 

The trio's eyes watched Allisha's every movement as she calmly stepped towards the ferocious and unstable Kadaj. Both observing brothers knew how dangerous he was in these moods… how deadly he could be…. but they watched on, unmoving, barely even breathing.

 

Allisha stood face to face Kadaj, fierce soulful chocolate brown eyes clashed with illuminated icy jade. Just with their eyes alone a fierce battle was waged fighting for dominance.

 

A loud sickening slap of flesh meeting flesh permeated the silent tense air, echoing across the full room, the sound falling upon the rooms occupants like crashing waves. Two gasps soon followed as two pairs of mako green eyes adjusted to the sight laid out before them.

 

At the foot of the beds stood Allisha her right hand still raised and slightly reddened after forcefully slapping Kadaj clear across his delicate and hauntingly beautiful face. “Don't you ever do that to me again…” warned Allisha, her voice was harsh and warned of the unspeakable that is never to be told aloud. No trace of fear could be found in her threatening pose, hardened eyes, or even the graceful drop of her previously outstretched hand.

 

All three brothers were shocked, amazed, and yet extremely pleased. It seems their mother was not some meek young girl they had just picked up, but rather a furious spit-fire willing to retaliate when the need came. Sure, they could have easily killed her; they even planned to should she fail the test Kadaj laid out for her. But to all their delight, she passed with flying colors.

 

Kadaj bowed his head in submission as his anger was slowly ebbing away at the thought that although his mother was afraid, she still acted despite it. No, he was satisfied, for now.

 

Not waiting for her reaction, Kadaj walked over to the far left bed nearest the window, and lay silently upon it, waiting for the familiar darkness of sleep to envelope him.

 

Loz had decided it was time for him to retire as well followed his brother in the same manner, moving from the chair and meandered over to the farthest right bed, closest to the bathroom, and closed his eyes waiting for sleep.

 

The adrenaline was slowly relinquishing its hold over her furiously beating heart, as realization of her actions finally sunk in. Fortunately Yazoo already knew this was going to happen, and encouraged her over with outstretched arms. Undoubtedly Allisha went to Yazoo and his oh so comforting embrace.

 

He held her tight as they sat on the middle bed, still recovering from the nights actions. Yazoo could tell that she was finally calming down as her heart beat slowed and her breaths evened out. A small smile spread across her lips as she gazed into his distant mako eyes, from her comfy spot in-between his legs that encircled around her as his strong arms held her closely.

 

A yawn snuck past Allisha's delicate lips, as the events of the day took their toll on her weakened body.

 

Now after the short while, the embrace became overbearing and she decided it was best she head to bed, but as she tried to move out, Yazoo held her firm. “Stay here…” he whispered as he nuzzled her now slightly damp hair, “stay here with us tonight, and sing us your lullaby…” offered Yazoo, as he could easily tell that his brothers were on edge, and still wide awake.

 

“A lullaby?”

 

“Yes, the one you sang to us every night in our dreams…” purred Yazoo, his quiet and distant voice enveloped the silent air calming her with every word.

 

It was true, for almost as long as they could remember Jenova sang to them her lullaby, the one she shared with all her children. One only they could hear, one only they could know, and one only they could love.

 

Sighing Allisha had absolutely no idea what he was referring to, but she decided to give it a try anyway. “I only know one lullaby that isn't childish… but it's not really a suitable lullaby… but it's all I know… so…” and with that Allisha's voice flitted across the room wrapping the occupants in the sweet yet dark words. Her voice was deep, melodious, and to Allisha… not hers….

 

Hush, child, the darkness will rise from the deepend,
And carry you down into sleep
Child, the darkness will rise from the deepend,
And carry you down into sleep.

Guileless son, I'll shape your belief
And you'll always know that your father's a thief
And you won't understand the cause of your grief
But you'll always follow the voices beneath.

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty only to me.

Guileless son, your spirit will hate her,

the flower who married yourbrother,

the traitor…
And you will expose his puppet of behaviour
For you are the proof of how he betrayed her.

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty only to me.

Hush, child, the darkness will rise from the deepend,
and carry you down into sleep
Child, the darkness will rise from the deepend,
and carry you down into sleep.

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty only to me.

Guileless son, each day you'll grow older
Each moment I'm watching my vengeance unfold
The child of my body, the flesh of my soul
Will die in returning the birthright he stole.

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty only to me.

Hush, child, the darkness will rise from the deep end,
and carry you down into sleep
Child, the darkness will rise from the deepend,
and carry you down into sleep.

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty only to me.

 

As the last words slipped past her lips, she finally noticed that Yazoo had delicately laid her down and that the two other brothers had crawled in the same bed beside them, forgetting all about the previous tension of the room. And although she was uncomfortable to say the least, Allisha decided it was best that stayed, because as after she glanced up at their angelic faces she did not have the heart to move, they looked so peaceful and leaving would inevitably disturb them.

 

Sighing again Allisha tried to fall asleep snuggled safely between three of the most deadly men in Gaia. But just as sleep was about to fully take over… an aimless thought drifted across her mind that was unfortunately was unable to make true sense to her as her gentle eyelids closed over the soulful chocolate brown eyes…

 

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