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Post by bleedinginthesand on May 19, 2006 18:11:08 GMT -5
This is the Main Chamber of the City Of The Ancients. It's secrets long forgotten, its traps many, its rewards....unimaginable. It's halls of ice glimmer in the sun, the lifestream passes peacefully beneath this spot. An Icy throne sits in the very furthest part of the middle of the chamber, it has been empty for ages....it has waited for another more powerful than its last master to sit upon it and rule the Forgotten Realm of the Ancients.
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Post by bleedinginthesand on May 19, 2006 18:23:00 GMT -5
The clinking of chains echoes through this sunlit hall, a solitary sleder figure slowly and softly approaches the entrance gates. This should be where mother is calling for me from.... The dark clothed man thinks as he softly puts his gloved hand on the door. The Silvery locks of this notorious man softly fall against the door as the figure leans his head forward and closes his eyes in concentration. Suddenly, the crevices of the door illuminate and glow an errie green as the figure exhales making the fluid rush forth faster and faster through the doors veins till the Ancient locking mechanism disengages with a distinct *hiss*. The doors creak open slowly revealing the hidden chamber to the dark souled warrior. A unique grin spreads from the warriors mouth with a glint of insanity to it mother will be pleased indeed.....I've found her home....at last....my plan can begin.... The figure's black boots clomp on the sacred ground as Sephiroth, ex-Shinra general, enters the space. Soon the warm green energy spreads from the door to the ceiling, to the walls, the energy flowing along the veins of the Ancient's Den till all of the green energy descends down from the ceiling, spiraling towars the center of the room, where the floor moves forcefully revealing its hidden treasure.....the passage through the lifestream...."Soon mother.....soon...soon we will have our revenge upon this evil earth...and bring about our new society...our paradise..." Sephiroth looks up and his insane grin spreads into an outright smile. His silvery locks bounce up and down as his entire chest heaves with evil laughter. "SOON MOTHER!! SOON WE SHALL BE VICTORIOUS!!!" the words echo down the empty halls of the den, finally the doors shut, locking its new master inside of it blocking all entry to it. "soon..." echoes through the entire city....
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Post by Zyadai on May 19, 2006 19:37:27 GMT -5
In his usual dark, brooding manner, Vincent stared longingly into the small puddle before him. He thought silently, indulging in his own deppressive side. He was sure never to allow himself the slightest outward emotion, maintaining a cool mask of indifference at all times. This allowed him to deal with his own inner turmoil. Recent events involving Sephiroth, particularly his departure from Shinra, had triggered an uncharacteristic sense of nostalgia within him.
Why did the thought of Sephiroth make him think so fondly of a past he no longer remembered?
Who am I? he thought desperately. Everything before the experimentation done on him was a blank. He no longer remembered who he himself was.
All he knew was that Sephiroth was the key. He didnt know why he felt this way, but it did not matter. He needed answers and if Sephiroth, supposedly mad, could provide them, he was willing to take a few risks.
Following through with his plan, Vincent had gont to the Forgotten City, certain Sephiroth would soon come there. He moved his coffin into the safety of an old building that had most likely been a cathedral in the past.
After days of nerve-racking waiting, Vincent finally heard footsteps. Rising with speed that could only be called inhuman, he followed the echoeing footsteps, footsteps that could belong to only one person- Sephiroth.
Sephiroth prowled the deserted streets a ways ahead of him and when he heard the unmistakable creek of a door, a rare smile graced his pale face.
He had come, just as expected.
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Post by bleedinginthesand on May 19, 2006 19:47:39 GMT -5
Sephiroth's black trench coat swayed in the cool breeze that was in his new throne "Now....to aquire a puppet....we must serve the gods of irony and have this planet destroyed by its own people!" The idea elated the dark ex-SOLDIER. "Perhaps....I remember....one particularly faithful comrade of mine.....SOLDIER Valentine....what what his name Mother?" An errie voice answered him inside his head Vincent son...Vincent Valentine... "thank you mother....we shall make use of him.....will you lure him here Mother?" the errie voice replied inside Sephiroth's head Of course son.....i had thought of this..... Jenova swirled in her invisible mist form to the cathedral lair of Vincent leaving herself vulneable to detection, but not too obvious for him to suspect it was a trap...
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Post by Zyadai on May 19, 2006 20:08:46 GMT -5
All he had to do was wait for Sephiroth to come out of the door.
Simple enough. After all, what was a few hours of waiting compared to the yeatrs he had sought the answers to his numerous questions. Besides, time had no meaning for him anymore, anyway. Vincent believed strongly that he had once been completely human but the experiments done on him had drastically changed that. He would live far longer than a human, possibly even living until a well-meaning human came and put him out of his misery. It was too early to be certain of his life span.
Suddenly, he felt it. There was a cold presence within the cathedral with him, something no longer fully living.
His heart immediately warmed at the prospect of another like himself, even if they insisted on hiding from him.
As much as he wanted to believe that the presence was another like him, a small voice inside him told him that he was the only one of his kind and that the presence he felt was something far darker and manipulative than he could ever imagine.
Without warning, a chill ran up his span, causing him to clutch his tattered cloak tighter to his body, a futile attempt at keeping the warmth from escaping. He had an unmistakable feeling that the presence was somehow making him feel chilled but there was nothing he could do to stop it, and what could it possibly do to him? Kill him? Death would be a welcome for him.
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Post by bleedinginthesand on May 19, 2006 20:15:25 GMT -5
The spirit of Jenova wrapped itself around the figure cloaked in red. She put her mouth to his ear and spoke into his mind, her voice like a dark rising tide in the ocean. Vincent.....you seek someone....I know where to find him..... her dark presence swirled around him sucking all the warmth from the room I know the questions that burn inside of your skull.....and I have the answers.....but my answers are not free.....you must first prove yourself.....come with me....and if you survive....I shall give you your task....and after the task is complete...you will have your answers.... With that Jenova left him no time to respond but immediatly disentwined herself from him and started floating toward to door. He will make a fine puppet.... she thought to herself.
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Post by Zyadai on May 19, 2006 20:30:51 GMT -5
That's it, I have finally gone crazy if I am really going to listen to a presence speaking in my head... Vincent thought to himself as he listened to the voice inside his head. He knew this time it was the presence speaking. Once more, he did'nt know how, he just felt it. It promised answers...but at a price.
Was his past worth the price it would ask?
The voice stopped talking and almost immediately he felt the warmth return to him. the presence was not gone, however. He could sense it towards the door. Was he willing to risk everything for the answers he so deeply desired?
Yes. He would do anything in his power to find them. If he failed the test the voice spoke of, death would be waiting for him with open arms, an end to his suffering.
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Post by bleedinginthesand on May 19, 2006 20:43:58 GMT -5
Jenova smiled to herself, if such a thing is possible on the metaphysical plane, and thought to herself humans....so predictable.... she lead him out the door and to the mountains ,perilous peaks of doom, where creatures crawl and vultures lurk. she wrapped herself around Vincent again Red cloaked warrior....if you can make it through these mountains...to the otherside...there is a door...an Anceint door...then yell....yell with your monstrous rage....the one name that can answer all your questions.....Sephiroth.... with that she left him to his own devices, dissapating and reappearing to Sephiroth. The silver haired warrior looked up at his mother "Where is our puppet?" he asked confused. Jenova looked at him with that certain glint in her eye that told him her plan "proving himself....he will be here shortly..." Sephiroth nodded and sat in HIS throne "Now...to wait...for ex-SOLDIER Valentine...."
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Post by Zyadai on May 19, 2006 21:11:13 GMT -5
What have I gotten myself into...?
Staring up at the looming mountains, Vincent smiled softly to himself, that is, if a slight tilt at the corners of your mouth is considered a smile. Not for the first time in his life, he had to think of his altering as useful.
Because of his alteration, he could morph into different shapes, one being more of a red cloud than a form. He could move faster than the human eye could see in that form and it had served useful on more than one occasion, being that he was also immune to damage while in it.
What better way to get through a perilous mountain than as a creature immune to damage and moves like liquid?
If this wass all an elaborate trap made by Shinra he could always morph into his dragon-like form. He preferred the more mysterious red cloud form, but the dragon got the job done as well.
Changing his molecular structure at will, Vincent swiftly wove through tuunels and paths, unchallenged by the unsavory creatures dwelling there. Upon reaching the other side, he saw it. Sure enough, just as the voice said, an Ancient door stood before him. In a blur of red he changed his molecular bonding once more to return to his more human looking form. No reason to frighten the one who offers him answers.
What had the voice said to do after I reached here? Oh yes....I remember now...
Seething with pent up rage, Vincent let it all bubble to the surface, allowing him to show his anger. Years of hiding his emotions had created an endless pit of rage within him. All of his past grievances, his anger at his mistreatment, the experiments, his lost memories, and so many others had contributed to this pit. Usually calm and collected, his rage came as a surprise to him, like a knife shoved to the hilt into your stomach.
He expected his release of emotion to be uncomfortable to him, he who prided himself with his indifference. However, he did not find it uncomfortable at all. He liked it. It felt free, the same feeling he had when he switched out of his human-esque form.
Feeling alive in a completely new way, Vincent did as the voice had said.
"SEPHIROTH!!!!"
He put all of his anger into his yell, a yell that echoed ominously in the distance, sounding like a crazed man.
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Post by bleedinginthesand on May 19, 2006 21:40:44 GMT -5
And so it begins..... Sephiroth thought with a smirk as he sat upon his icy throne. "Shall we let our guest in, Mother?" he asked Jenova. The icy voice bubbled up inside of Sephiroth's mind Indeed son....let us begin phase 1.... Sephiroth smiled as he lifted a finger casually. The bright green energy flowed from his fingers, coursing through the room once more bringing this ancient contraption to work. The gears sweaked as the huge Ancient Door opened slowly revealing the red clad monstrosity known to Sephiroth and Shinra alike as Vincent Valentine. Sephiroth did not rise from his throne "Enter.........Vincent..." he said as the green mako energy that coursed through the room seemed to reflect on Sephiroth an even more awe inspiring aura than his usual but none the less still impressive aura. He rose from the throne and walked calmly, slowly foreward, grace, power, and beauty glowed from him as he walked. he seemed to be a figure that seemed too perfect to be human. His black trench coat swirled a little as he stood about 5 feet away from Vincent "Welcome......my old friend..."
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Post by Zyadai on May 19, 2006 22:02:18 GMT -5
"...friend...?" Vincent said slowly, as if unsure of the word's meaning. He knew nothing of what the man before him spoke of.
He had heard stories of Sephiroth's almost feminine beauty, but seeing it in person was a sensory experience. His long silver hair fell elegantly about his shoulders, creating an eye catching contrast with the black trench coat. The minimal amount of armour he wore and the crisscrossing leather straps accross his chest only accented his perfectly sculpted body.
Shaking his head slightly, Vincent had realized, with much hidden embarrassment, that he had been staring.
He tried to ignore the beautiful man before him and enter the chamber, but it was too dificult.
Oh well, the man probably knows how beautiful he is...
He entered, stopping an arms length away from the ex-Shinra general. With a sudden, newfound boldness, he said,
"Tell me what you know about me."
He came for answers, and he would not leave until he got them.
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Post by bleedinginthesand on May 19, 2006 22:16:07 GMT -5
"Direct as always.....unfortunatlly....I cannot give you said answers.....not until...one task is preformed..." Sephiroth said luring him into making a deal with the devil, litterally. Im getting too good at this.....Mother is rubbing off on me... he thought to himself when the icy voice penetrated his mind again and is that such a bad thing son? Sephiroth shrugged and turned away from Vincent "I need you to do one task for me....and then...if after the journey you have further questions....you may ask them of me..." he said lowly as a part of him almost felt guilt about using his old friend....ALMOST felt guilty. "You must find one man and follow him....lead him hear to me....kill his companions on the way....and then...I will fulfill your wish...." he turned towards Vincent and looked into his eyes with his piercing green mako eyes "Find Cloud Strife and lead him here.....and then you will have your answers...." Sephiroth sat down in his throne again and then with a dismissive wave of his hand he said "Mother...see our guest out of here..." Jenova loved the melodrama that her son seemed so fond of of course....son she wrapped herself around Vincent making the room whirl around him faster and faster until she teleported him to Neibilheim where it all started. She whispered in his mind Within the actions of the presence lie the ghosts of your past.....from the ruins of your old self will you rise anew and find a new purpose in this world.....find Cloud Strife...and bring him to me and Sephiroth....then you shall be rewarded...farewell...brave SOLDIER she vanished leaving him alone. Sephiroth smiled sitting on his throne "Vincent...Cloud....Zack....all will be welcome...at our reunion....."
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