Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Send Me An Angel.... Tainted With Scarlet.... ❯ Tears Of An Angel.... ( Chapter 9 )

RATING: NC-17!! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, POSSIBLE RAPE, GRUESOME SCENES AND OTHER 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 Nine:

 

Tears of An Angel….

 

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Gentle rays from the rising morning sun awoke the slumbering world as it rose over the mountains illuminating the sky with deep azure trails of heart wrenching fiery colors that of which blending with the lush and vibrant green of the world beneath.

 

Hearing the sun's early call, birds of all shapes and sizes flew to the tree tops greeting the morning sun with their ritualistic vibrant melodious chirps as their sweet song harmonized with the steady drips from the icy dew trickling off the leaves that sparkled as stray beams of delicate morning light reflected off its crystal surface.

 

All was serene… until now.

 

“You're lying!” screamed two girls “it can't be… she promised she'd be back…she promised!” Small silvery tears slowly slipped down their tired faces pooling in their hands that covered their eyes as if hoping to hide from the truth of their parents' words.

 

“I'm sorry Tamara…Kaitlyn… there is nothing we can do. She's gone, we've searched everywhere… there's no hope…” explained the parent's, their voices tired from the past two days of searching non-stop. But they knew their words were ignored despite the haunting truth in them. The girls just refused to believe their friend Allisha was missing, and most likely… dead. And because of this both parents felt it was best to leave them alone to grieve… it was the least they could do.

 

Tamara and Kaitlyn held onto each other, basking in the comfort each other's arms brought as they sat slumped in the middle of the cabin's empty floor; which not only a day ago was filled with the hustle and bustle of the search party that was constructed earlier to find their friend.

 

After each not having slept for the past few days, both girls were a wreck. Tamara's normally sleek mid length chocolate brown locks were now a knotted mess and her hazel eyes were puffy and red from crying, not to mention her normally smooth tanned complexion had turned pale and sickly. And although she was dressed simply in a pair of black jeans, worn sneakers, and a matching black sweater with a simple white t-shirt on underneath she still could not help but put her make-up on earlier. Now this may seem heartless but it was only done for because the make-up gave her a mask, one she could hide her sorrow and fears behind… but unfortunately that mask had fallen as black mascara and eyeliner left dark murky trails down her pale cheeks from her tears at her parents harsh words.

 

Kaitlyn's - on the other hand- normally smooth chin length honey gold hair was now a curly puffed out mess not to mention the state her normally rosy red complexion had become from crying. She to was dressed simply in worn running shoes, dark blue jeans and a light blue t-shirt which normally would brighten her sparkling deep sky blue eyes but unfortunately they had become barren and distant over the past couple of days.

 

A light sparked in Kaitlyn's barren eyes, and for a moment they seemingly returned back to their sky blue, as she grabbed her friend's arm. “Come on Tamara,” was all she said as she dragged Tamara out of the cabin.

 

“What are you doing?” asked Tamara, happy that her friend had returned from her semi depression yet utterly confused by her brash actions.

 

“Were going to find her…” replied Kaitlyn calmly as if she was commenting on the weather.

 

“What! Didn't you hear them, she's dead! Gone!” Exclaimed Tamara, as she was still being dragged into the depths of the forest. She couldn't help but notice they were passing by their friends', mother's campsite.

 

“No she isn't, we would know if she was gone”

 

“How...?”

 

“We just would alright!” in a huff Kaitlyn leg her firm grip on Tamara's slender arm drop as she sat upon a mossy rock deep in the forest. “She's not gone… she couldn't be. When has Allisha ever broken a promise? Hmm, when?” Kaitlyn's now sparkling eyes stared deeply into Tamara's soulful hazel, pleading with her to understand.

 

Sighing Tamara sat next to Kaitlyn on the rock, knowing the truth to her words. “Never…” she whispered.

 

“See… Alli…”

 

“What's that!” exclaimed Tamara who unbeknownst to her had interrupted Kaitlyn as she pointed in the distance at a shining object that was partially hidden in some bushes.

 

“I have no idea…”

 

Quickly both of the girls rushed over to the shining object, as a glimmer of hope grew in each of their hearts, which only turned into a burning flame as they recognized the object…Allisha's steel Naruto water bottle.

 

“Oh my god!” exclaimed the girls as they grasped the item from its forest nesting place.

 

“She never forgets her water bottle” stated Tamara as a small chuckle slipped passed her soft rosy lips “I would know considering how often I steal it…”

 

“Well no duh she never forgets it! It's always in the holder on her backpack…”

 

Tamara looked at Kaitlyn, hope burning in the depths of her soulful hazel eyes.

 

Kaitlyn looked at Tamara with the same hope.

 

In a flash, both girls rushed off in the direction they found the water bottle, hope burning in their hearts just at the mere sight of that familiar well worn and scratched water bottle.

 

All of a sudden, from out under their feet the earth gave way sending them tumbling into the darkness.

 

Unbeknownst to them, they were headed in the same direction their dear friend Allisha went…

 

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Engines roared as they effortlessly sailed across the rocky plain of Cosmo Canyon leaving dusty trails in their wake.

 

Soon after leaving the forgotten forest Allisha, Loz and Yazoo had met up with an extremely agitated Kadaj who had been previously deserted by Cloud just after they left, which they found out by Loz and Yazoo tag teaming against him, much to Kadaj's displeasure.

Allisha was having nothing to do with Kadaj at the moment as she was still outraged by her previous actions and now gladly remained sitting in front of Loz despite her body's discomfort just so that she did not have to look at Kadaj, as she was unsure of what her actions may be should she see him.

 

A flash of silver caught Allisha's eye as she gazed out from behind Loz's strong protective arms and she could not help but feel pulled towards it.

 

“Loz…” she cautiously said the name, unsure of how he'd react to being disturbed while trying to drive the bike at atrocious speeds.

 

A grunt was her reply to show her he was listening.

 

There, she saw it again, that flash. It was below them a fair ways, but she saw it. “What's that?” she indicated towards the flash of silver.

 

Quickly Loz glanced in the direction of where his mother was indicating, curious as to what got her attention; and after seeing the flash of light, he to could not help but feel curious. Unfortunately he understood the Kadaj's need to get back to the Seventh Heaven and hoped his mother to would understand.

 

“It's nothing” he replied.

 

“If it was nothing I wouldn't care now would I?” she glanced up at him, her hazel eyes pleading to go over there and check it out. Normally she truly would not care, but she felt with every fibre of her being, that she just had to go to where that light was. It was as if something was calling her.

 

Sighing Loz looked down - to his misfortune - at her pleading eyes and felt his resolve melt. He knew what his mother wanted and he felt honour bound to help her… so with his mind made up he swerved towards the edge of the cliff. “Kadaj owes you one, so we can take a quick detour” explained Loz.

 

“But off another cliff!” exclaimed Allisha, her eyes growing wide at the thought of riding a bike down a rocky cliff.

 

“This is nothing…” mused Loz, “just hold on…”

 

With a vice like grip, Allisha painfully hugged Loz's broad chest as she snuggled her head into the leather hoping to drown out the sight of riding off a cliff. Sure she was used to speed and riding in rough terrain from her past experiences with dirt biking, but she had never done this!

 

Yazoo and Kadaj looked at Loz as if he was nuts but once they saw the flash of silver they to understood what he was doing… their mother was curious; and thusly despite Kadaj's displeasure the two followed Loz off the rocky cliff.

Tamara had been awake for what had felt like hours but only was a few minutes. But unfortunately it was more than enough time for the girl to have about four panic attacks, two hyperventilating moments, and one long peaceful moment as she contemplated her death. Yes it was a hectic few minutes, but still just a few minutes.

 

Kaitlyn was still out cold unfortunately, so she was of absolutely no help in this situation. `Lucky bitch' playfully cursed Tamara as she glanced at Kaitlyn who was still slumbering peacefully despite the fact they had just fallen of cliff to their perilous doom only to have survived with barely a scratch.

 

The roar of motorbikes interrupted her train of thoughts forcing Tamara's soulful hazel eyes to gaze into the distance, trying to find the source of the unruly sound that so rudely interrupted her death filled silence.

 

What she was expecting as she gazed up at the sound? Well… sure as hell not what she actually did see…

 

As she gazed up, her breath hitched `oh shit!' she mentally exclaimed as she saw three bikes drive off a near vertical cliff and land perfectly… not to mention how they were racing towards her… Quickly Tamara glanced down at her still unconscious friend, she could only sigh and curse her again for being so lucky to be unconscious.

 

The bikes soared off the cliff, the tires spun in the air as the engines roared. Time seemed to slow to a grinding stop as Allisha glanced down at the nearing ground below them. “Oh my fucking god!” exclaimed Allisha as she tried to bury her face deeper into Loz's chests “I hate cliffs!”

 

Loz could only chuckle in delight at the helplessness of their mother, oh how he relished the screams…

 

Tamara paled as she heard extremely feminine screams coming from the falling bikes when a passing thought caught her attention `that sounded like Allisha… no it can't be… she's dead… isn't she?' she had no idea how wrong she was….

 

The bikes soared off the cliffs with practised ease despite their mothers desperate ear piercing and earth shattering screams.

 

With a thud and a blaring defiant roar the bikes landed unscathed, and with a quick flick of their wrists the bikes purred as they sped off into the direction their mother urged, towards the light.

 

A nauseous mix of fear and anxiety rose within Tamara at the sight of the fast approaching figures, and she could only switch her gaze back and forth between the bikes and her friend behind her. She was stuck. There was no telling what those people were going to do once they found her, and yet… she had this sickening feeling that she had to stay despite her instincts to high tail it and just flee.

A familiar, yet extremely blurry, black sweater came into view as Allisha raced towards it. Her hopes rose with ever second as they neared, and that small little flame of hope she had somehow managed to keep alive burned with a such a ferocity Allisha felt she would soon be engulfed by its enticing blaze.

 

“Tamara!” screamed Allisha, the familiar figure now taking shape and was undoubtedly identified as her dear friend Tamara.

 

Nearing their targets the trio began to slow down, as they drove up to the small petrified girl who their mother identified as Tamara, but before they could even stop, their mother had somehow wriggled free from Loz's grasp and had tumbled off the bikes uncaring of her previous injuries.

 

If she could cry, large torrents would be streaming down her face by now as she pushed off the bikes and tumbled onto the dusty ground. Unfortunately in her exuberance Allisha brought down Tamara as well.

 

`She's alive' were Tamara's only thoughts as she saw - who she previously thought to be dead - jump off a moving bike and tumble towards her, and whose momentum brought herself down along onto the ground as well.

 

The two girls embraced for the first time in what seemed like ages. Undoubtedly Tamara had murky streaks run down her already stained cheeks as she grasped the girl tightly, holding her close; and despite how much Allisha hated hugs… she to recuperated the hug ten fold, both eager and glad that a friend had come for her.

 

Between Tamara's soft whimpers and hiccups from her furious bought of crying, “I thought you were dead” was heard as it was whispered breathlessly into Allisha's ear.

 

After what felt like a few seconds, but was a few minutes the two released each other from the vice like grip of their hug, Allisha's trademark sassy grin was plastered across her face as she mused “Aw, I take that as you missed me!”

 

“No…we missed you” Tamara could only smile as the tears still ran defiantly down her face.

 

“We… you mean…Kaitlyn!” exclaimed Allisha as she finally noticed the still slumbering girl a few yards behind Tamara.

 

“Ya, we found your water bottle when we went looking after the parents had given up! And then while we were walking down a path…we fell down a cliff… and we somehow ended up here…” and despite how much Tamara was confused about where exactly here was… she could not help but feel overwhelming joy that her parent's words were lies. Allisha was safe, and they were together again… she knew Allisha would never break her promise… never.

 

Allisha laughed heartily relishing the joyous moment between her and Tamara “I always had a feeling that water bottle was good for something!”

 

“Mother, what the hell were you thinking!” chastised Kadaj, his brothers following close behind them as they stormed up to the laughing girls.

 

Tamara blinked at the intimidating men - with their dazzling silver hair and deep jade green eyes seemingly staring into her soul- as he angrily walked up towards them. She was utterly confused, why the hell was this guy calling her friend mother… as far as she knew Allisha did not have a boyfriend… let alone have sex…. Not to mention the three - the two behind the raging man she assumed to be his family - appeared a lot older than Allisha, if appearances were anything to go by.

 

“Why do you care?” scoffed Allisha as she turned her head away from him as she crossed her arms across her chest. The pain had begun to come back as the adrenaline from finding her friend again ebbed, but she refused to let the jerk see it, not after what he put her through.

 

By now Tamara was now utterly and totally confused, first of all she had woken up in a strange place, found out her friend was not dead, and find out that said friend had kids! “Umm… Ally-chan… is there something you're not telling me…” she timidly asked, as she used the friendly nickname her and Kaitlyn had given her ages ago. A rosy blush tinted her tanned skin as the words slipped past her rosy lips in a hushed timid whisper. Hopefully Allisha would understand what she was trying to say and not force her to say it bluntly aloud although… her friend could be quite dense at the worst of times… she just prayed this was not one of them…

 

“Hmm… nope”

 

“Allisha…” Tamara's tone had turned remotely threatening.

 

“I'll tell you later…” whispered Allisha.

 

“You'd better…” the warning was anything but idle.

 

“Mother… we should go home….” Yazoo's distant voice broke the awkward silence that had settled amongst the small group.

 

Allisha turned towards Yazoo her eyes whispered horrific hidden warnings and threats to awful to speak of out loud should he give her the wrong answer “You'd better not be thinking I'm leaving my friends behind”

 

“Friends?” the trio inquired in unison.

 

“Yes friends,” sighing Allisha reserved herself for the inevitable, dreaded… introductions. “Guy's this is Tamara” she pointed to the roughed up girl beside her, “and that's Kaitlyn” she indicated the slumbering girl sprawled out a few feet away from them “Tamara… meet Yazoo,” Allisha pointed to the long haired middle brother of the trio who was standing to Kadaj's right facing mother, “Kadaj,” here she pointed to the youngest brother standing in between the two “and Loz” here she indicated the oldest of the who stood to the left of Kadaj.

 

“Fine!” exclaimed Kadaj “get the kids on the bikes and let's get back”

 

Allisha brightened at his words and before Kadaj could change his mind both Loz and Yazoo went over to the new girls, after already deciding who was riding with whom… the sadistic bastards.

 

With a gentle hand Yazoo led Tamara towards his bike and positioned her petite frame behind him where he then proceeded to delicately and yet firmly tell the now frightened girl to hold on.

 

Loz on the other hand scooped up the still unconscious Kaitlyn and lay her similarly down on the bike as he got on like he did with his mother earlier.

 

Both men waited for their mother who was glaring daggers at them, oh if looks could kill… they would have been dead and buried long ago.

 

There was no way in hell she was riding with the sadistic, insane, psychopathic, schizophrenic, masochist who not only seemingly relished in her pain… but thrived in it. Oh by the way… did she mention he was a cold hearted bastard? No! Well… he was that to.

 

Kadaj sighed, he to agreed with his mothers sentiments about his brothers…they were cruel sadistic bastards. They knew their mother was mad at him and had undoubtedly used this freely given opportunity to set things right again. And although he was grateful… it still did not stop him from cursing them to the fiery depths of hell.

 

His intimidating mako jade green cat like eyes glared at his brothers who sat a few feet away from him who were glaring at him right back. Oh Kadaj understood their unspoken warning alright… oh it was crystal clear.

 

Sighing, he sent the brothers racing off with a simple flick of his wrist, which both Loz and Yazoo quickly obeyed. They knew they would get their chance with him later… oh they knew…

 

“Mother” his tone was firm commanding with sweet undertones of apology “let's go back.”

 

“No. I refuse to go anywhere with you, and I know I'm acting like I'm two but… you have no fucking idea what I've been through! And how you've been treating me like a freaking rag toy … you've just been making things utter hell!” Allisha's voice was barely above a harsh whisper, but as she stood from her kneeling position Kadaj could see how her hands shook in anger.

 

Loud bangs and crashes were heard overhead in the previously clear sky as large ominous thunder clouds slowly rolled in threatening the two below.

 

Kadaj's head tilted up towards the darkening sky as his haunting jade eyes widened in realization and what appeared to be… fear...

 

“Mother…” whispered Kadaj, his normally heartless tone softened to a breathless saddened cry “we have to go…”

 

A loud boom interrupted Allisha's scattered thoughts as realization struck her, it was going to rain and so despite the agonizing pain Allisha slowly stood and walked over to the dormant bike, waiting for Kadaj to catch on. And although she refused to talk to him, she convinced herself that she needed to get back for her friends… blatantly ignoring the obvious truth.

 

Shaking himself out of his reverie Kadaj gracefully strolled over to the bike and his awaiting mother. With a practised ease he swung his slender well toned leg over the bike and with a smooth quick jerk of his foot, the bike roared to life. And only after he felt his mother position herself behind him and hesitantly wrap her delicate hands securely around his small waist did he ride off towards Midgar.

 

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Now not only was Tamara happy, she was ecstatic. She had survived falling off a cliff, found her supposedly dead friend - who is in fact very much alive - but despite all that she got to ride on a bike with one of the sexiest guy's she had ever laid eyes upon, and this is not to mention that got to wrap her petite arms around him and snuggle her face into his leather chest.

 

It had been about a half hour since they had arrived back and by god she was bored. She was stuck in what appeared to be a kid's room by a very scary looking woman who Loz had called Tifa…`note to self, ask Ally-chan about that later…'

 

“Where's Allisha?” asked Kaitlyn, apparently she to was feeling the effects of prolonged boredom.

 

“Probably at the same place I said two minutes ago…” droned Tamara

 

Both girls could not help but sigh at the thought.

 

“She's taking forever…” noted Tamara.

 

“No duh Captain Obvious…” playfully remarked Kaitlyn.

Both girls could not help but sigh again.

 

Unfortunately both Loz and Yazoo had taken refuge in their own room, and had made it blatantly clear they had wanted nothing to do with them… until now.

 

The door at the end of their beds opened slowly revealing two extremely agitated wet silver haired males, although they were still dressed in their leather suits. Their demeanour screamed to be left alone, but both Tamara and Kaitlyn that was not going to happen considering both their intimidating jade gazes settled upon them when they entered.

 

Tifa had warned them as she was cleaning them up to stay away from the two, for not only their safety … but for the guy's as well. She did not delve to much further despite how much Tamara and Kaitlyn pleaded while they were being bandaged up.

 

Both Loz and Yazoo were on a mission. Their mother had seemed attached to these meagre females and thusly after planning what to do with Kadaj and getting cleaned up themselves so both mutually agreed it was best to investigate further. Maybe they could shed some light on the anomaly that was their mother.

 

Tamara and Kaitlyn both scooted back until their backs hit the headboard on the opposite wall as Tifa's warning played in their heads like a broken record stay away from the two.

 

The men were like predators as they encircled their prey, both quite familiar art of intimidating and interrogation. Unfortunately they would not be able to enjoy in one of the few pleasures that they normally partook with such individuals as their mother would no doubt disapprove of their actions. Even now they were walking a fine line.

 

“What do you know about mother?” questioned Loz, his voice deep and commanding holding no room for argument.

 

Tamara and Kaitlyn both visibly gulped “we know a lot,” began Tamara

 

“It just depends on what we want to give you” finished Kaitlyn. And despite both of the girls voices holding strong, the small shaking gave them away.

 

Loz thin lips twisted into a sadistic smile as he moved in closer towards the bed, Yazoo remained close to the door to halt their escape.

 

“Oh I doubt that… you'll give me what I want that's for sure…” his voice remained calm and collected, and yet the hidden message of pain was still clearly present.

 

“How do you know mother?” asked Yazoo, his cold gaze seemingly stared straight into the girls souls.

 

“We go to school with her” replied Tamara, her voice still holding strong.

 

“Where is this school?” questioned Loz.

 

“In Airdrie…” replied Kaitlyn, unsure of how much they knew.

 

Loz looked back at Yazoo and both nodded understand it was someplace on earth and decided it was best to try another tactic.

 

“Have you heard of us?” questioned Yazoo.

 

“Yes and no” replied Tamara, ok now she was officially freaked.

 

The two men were agitated by the short answers and decided to take another tactic.

 

“Explain” they both commanded.

 

Both girls jumped, scared out of their mind and as they glanced at each other they decided it was best to give them what they wanted.

 

“We knew about some characters like you from a movie Ally-chan couldn't stop talking about, but we never knew you existed”

 

“Ally…chan?” they tested the endearing nickname for their mother, confused as to why they would call her something that was dark, dangerous, and disgusting let alone end it with chan.

 

“It's a nickname we gave her” supplied Tamara at their confused expressions. A random thought passed her mind `they remind me of two kids' she inwardly mused before tossing away the thought and to put her attention on more pressing matter.

 

“Ya, Ally is short for her name Allisha, and chan is an endearing Japanese term added on to friends' names and younger children” continued Kaitlyn.

 

Loz looked back at Yazoo. Both were still extremely confused but decided to ask mother about it later.

 

“Why are you here?” inquired Yazoo

 

“We tried to find Ally-chan after she went missing and the parents gave up. And as we were looking we found her water bottle, so we just went in the direction we found it which lead us falling off a cliff, and the rest is history” replied Tamara

 

Both of the men blinked at the girls' odd use of expressions. And decided it was going to be a long day…

 

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AN: Woot! Another chapter done… now that was an effort in itself. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed my friends' role in the story! I know they did.

 

And just another reminder, all characters are remaining cannon to the original. Meaning that how you see my friends portrayed here is how they are in reality… right down to the same clothes.

 

Umm, ya… this is also unedited as well. I've just decided that I'm going to do an overall edit when this story is done so you're just going to have to put up with the mistakes. Now this is not to say that I don't edit at all. I do edit as I go, but I just don't have the time nor effort to do a huge overall.

 

So enjoy!