What Lies Within
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
20
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Reviews:
11
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Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
The echo of their footsteps rang throughout the silent hallway, making the entire situation feel more eerie than it already was. Reno and Rude had been their pilots in the helicopter and the journey here had been warm and interesting to say the least. When they had reached their destination, the red haired Turk had wanted to wait there for their mission to be over since their Intel couldn’t track the source of the mission, but Tseng had radioed and called them back. The destination was a weapon factory, built in the middle of an unnamed Wutain jungle. Supposedly, a shunned Shinra employee had joined with their enemy before the war started; manufacturing advanced weapons for The Crescent Unit, hence the hi-tech security of the place. But… Zack glowing eyes peered into a room as they passed. The entire place was completely deserted. They hadn’t encountered a single obstacle. Not a single sentry or monster. It was that reason that both SOLDIER’s were uneasy and tensed. Angeal had one hand on his spare broad sword, the other around Zack’s waist, midnight eyes narrowed as they passed another vacant room.
“Master… I don’t think anyone is here… Do you think it’s…?” Zack trailed off when the arm around him tightened.
“Stay close to me, Zack…” Angeal muttered and the boy blinked, suddenly afraid. Something was wrong. There was a slight tinge of fear entering his master’s eyes, his mouth setting into a thin line as they stopped before a large door. The broad sword was drawn and Zack instinctually reached for his own weapon, wondering what the 1st Class had sensed that he couldn’t.
“It was a trap. We can only go forward from here, pup.” Angeal muttered, a scowl marring his handsome features. Zack blinked his pale eyes and looked behind him, realizing the hydraulic door at the far end was shut and the light above it was red now instead of green. The teen drew his weapon, looking around frantically, his enhanced hearing picking up on the soft whirl of a hidden camera.
“They’ve been locking the doors as we went…” The 2nd Class realized aloud, wincing at their mistake. Angeal nodded, glaring at their predicament.
“They are leading us, so we will be delivered into an ambush. We might be outnumbered if they haven’t underestimated us. Seeing as they have someone from Shinra, we might be in trouble. Puppy…” Zack blinked when the older man cupped his cheek.
“Don’t do anything reckless and try to stay close, pet. I don’t want anything to happen to you…” The hand briefly combed through his spikes and Zack nodded, smiling through the adrenaline rising in answer to the coming battle. Angeal released his waist and stepped up to the large door, placing himself between it and Zack as he opened it. A bullet glanced off of the Buster Sword and the larger man’s blue eyes took in the crowded warehouse, easily numbering over a thousand Wutain fighters and beasts. He snarled and threw himself into the battle, decapitating a Crescent Unit captain, hearing Zack take out a snarling canine behind him. They fell into the bloody carnage with the grace of two SOLDIERs that knew how to fight in tandem. Angeal would bring down a beast while Zack cast Slow on the vicious group falling upon them. It was like a morbid dance that they both knew the steps to, their music the cries of the dieing and enraged enemy. The music would skip a beat when one of them got injured, but then continued when Cure was cast.
The crowd around them suddenly stopped pressing relentlessly and fluxed outwards. Zack blinked, back to back with Angeal. A man in a suit stepped through the Wutai soldiers, smiling morbidly at the sight of the two men protecting one another. Angeal’s dark blue eyes narrowed at the traitor, his gloves screaming as he tightened his grip on the gory sword.
“Greetings, gentlemen, so nice to see that Shinra’s taste in SOLDIER members hasn’t changed.” Those dark eyes landed on the teenager and the man leered.
“Also a pity to see that “Midgar’s Protectors” are engaged in such a sinful practice…” Angeal glared.
“Why are we here?” He demanded and the unknown employee tilted his head.
“Why are you here? I would think that would be obvious…”
“Not particularly.” The long haired 1st shot back gruffly, not liking the wandering eyes over his slave’s body. The man grinned.
“You are here because I want revenge against your filthy president. I went into your ‘alternative lifestyle’ with high hopes, only to get tossed away like garbage. Tearing you two apart will only be the beginning…” He motioned and two men armed with guns separated from the mass of troops. Angeal drew the Buster Sword and frowned.
“A few bullets can’t take a SOLDIER down, or did you ignore that fact?” The man laughed, making Zack cringe.
“I’m not a weapon’s developer for nothing, Hewley. These aren’t mere bullets.” He nodded and the weapon’s cocked. Zack gripped his weapon, ready to defend as the triggers were pulled.
“Sit, puppy!” Angeal yelled firmly and Zack automatically fell to his knees, blue eyes widening when the bullets tore through the air above him, hearing the sickening sound of tearing flesh. The 2nd Class SOLDIER whipped his head around and gasped when his master dropped the Buster Sword after having successfully deflected the barrage of bullets. All except one…
“ANGEAL!” Zack screamed, reaching out in time to catch the larger man, breaking his collapse to the floor. Worried mako eyes locked onto the blood seeping from the man’s chest, green tendrils curling into the air from the wound. His master’s eyes were staring through him, but the man was still breathing. Zack’s grip on the SOLDIER tightened as his broken blue eyes rose to Angeal’s attackers.
“What did you do?! Master, please…” Zack whispered brokenly, staring into the eyes that refused to acknowledge him. The man chuckled and motioned for the gunners to stand down, circling the pair with gleaming eyes.
“Those bullets not only attack the flesh, but the soul as well. The Wutai would gladly use the spirit energy of SOLDIER scum to strengthen this planet. You are the ones that are destroying it, so it’s only justice that we tear apart Gaia’s attackers in her name…” Zack sobbed and pressed his fingers over the wound, trying to stop the sparkling green stream from leaving the limp body.
“Nononono… Angeal, please…” Crystalline tears streaked down the lithe teen’s delicate features. Mako was closing the wound already, but the steady green light still came out. It was warm against Zack’s hand, brushing against his tear-stained face.
“I…I love you, please don’t die!” Zack cried desperately. When the vicious crowd around him laughed, it seared his heart.
“How tragic!” The traitor lamented. Rage festered in the boy’s glowing blue eyes and he laid Angeal down gently, picking up the discarded Buster Sword and standing. The Shinra ex-employee smirked.
“Oh, this is precious. Do you think you can defeat all of us when your ‘lover’ has fallen?” Zack’s grip on the huge sword tightened, his eyes hazing green. The man faltered and frowned, glaring down at the spiky haired teen.
“Kill him… Kill him!” The man shrieked and Zack rushed forward, plunging the thick sword through the bastard’s heart, twisting it once before withdrawing it. Blood splattered over the boy’s face, tainting the pure tears still flowing from his eyes.
The bullets and bites didn’t matter… No pain inflicted upon him could compare to the pain in his heart.
Angeal’s beloved sword sang through the air as Zack took off the head of a canine monster, his blue eyes eerily blank.
He could kill them all but that still wouldn’t stop the beautiful glow of Angeal’s soul from escaping his body. I want to save you… Please don’t…
Zack sliced through the last opponent, watching as the carcass hit the ground. They were all dead but it hadn’t helped Angeal in the least. The teen thrust the gore-ridden blade into the ground, leaving the Buster Sword as he stumbled over to the body of the man he belonged to. The wound was gone, but Angeal was slipping away…
“Don’t…” Zack whispered, tears running down his blood streaked face as he laid his cheek against the man’s chest, the heart beat steady but the soul slipping away. He didn’t want to live without his master, he couldn’t…
Don’t…
Zack took one of the guns, looking at it with empty eyes. He needed to destroy them, this entire place… They couldn’t get into the wrong hands…
Your soul is a powerful and precious thing, pup. Don’t use yours so recklessly…
Zack blinked and peered down at the gun. If it would be enough to save Angeal… He would sacrifice himself completely to the other. A hand pressed over the stream of the man’s soul, blue eyes gentling as the teen pressed the gun over his heart.
“Master…”
Angeal…
“Please don’t…” The blue eyes closed.
Don’t disappear…
The blast of the gun echoed throughout the factory and the only ones there to hear it were dead.
To be continued...
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The echo of their footsteps rang throughout the silent hallway, making the entire situation feel more eerie than it already was. Reno and Rude had been their pilots in the helicopter and the journey here had been warm and interesting to say the least. When they had reached their destination, the red haired Turk had wanted to wait there for their mission to be over since their Intel couldn’t track the source of the mission, but Tseng had radioed and called them back. The destination was a weapon factory, built in the middle of an unnamed Wutain jungle. Supposedly, a shunned Shinra employee had joined with their enemy before the war started; manufacturing advanced weapons for The Crescent Unit, hence the hi-tech security of the place. But… Zack glowing eyes peered into a room as they passed. The entire place was completely deserted. They hadn’t encountered a single obstacle. Not a single sentry or monster. It was that reason that both SOLDIER’s were uneasy and tensed. Angeal had one hand on his spare broad sword, the other around Zack’s waist, midnight eyes narrowed as they passed another vacant room.
“Master… I don’t think anyone is here… Do you think it’s…?” Zack trailed off when the arm around him tightened.
“Stay close to me, Zack…” Angeal muttered and the boy blinked, suddenly afraid. Something was wrong. There was a slight tinge of fear entering his master’s eyes, his mouth setting into a thin line as they stopped before a large door. The broad sword was drawn and Zack instinctually reached for his own weapon, wondering what the 1st Class had sensed that he couldn’t.
“It was a trap. We can only go forward from here, pup.” Angeal muttered, a scowl marring his handsome features. Zack blinked his pale eyes and looked behind him, realizing the hydraulic door at the far end was shut and the light above it was red now instead of green. The teen drew his weapon, looking around frantically, his enhanced hearing picking up on the soft whirl of a hidden camera.
“They’ve been locking the doors as we went…” The 2nd Class realized aloud, wincing at their mistake. Angeal nodded, glaring at their predicament.
“They are leading us, so we will be delivered into an ambush. We might be outnumbered if they haven’t underestimated us. Seeing as they have someone from Shinra, we might be in trouble. Puppy…” Zack blinked when the older man cupped his cheek.
“Don’t do anything reckless and try to stay close, pet. I don’t want anything to happen to you…” The hand briefly combed through his spikes and Zack nodded, smiling through the adrenaline rising in answer to the coming battle. Angeal released his waist and stepped up to the large door, placing himself between it and Zack as he opened it. A bullet glanced off of the Buster Sword and the larger man’s blue eyes took in the crowded warehouse, easily numbering over a thousand Wutain fighters and beasts. He snarled and threw himself into the battle, decapitating a Crescent Unit captain, hearing Zack take out a snarling canine behind him. They fell into the bloody carnage with the grace of two SOLDIERs that knew how to fight in tandem. Angeal would bring down a beast while Zack cast Slow on the vicious group falling upon them. It was like a morbid dance that they both knew the steps to, their music the cries of the dieing and enraged enemy. The music would skip a beat when one of them got injured, but then continued when Cure was cast.
The crowd around them suddenly stopped pressing relentlessly and fluxed outwards. Zack blinked, back to back with Angeal. A man in a suit stepped through the Wutai soldiers, smiling morbidly at the sight of the two men protecting one another. Angeal’s dark blue eyes narrowed at the traitor, his gloves screaming as he tightened his grip on the gory sword.
“Greetings, gentlemen, so nice to see that Shinra’s taste in SOLDIER members hasn’t changed.” Those dark eyes landed on the teenager and the man leered.
“Also a pity to see that “Midgar’s Protectors” are engaged in such a sinful practice…” Angeal glared.
“Why are we here?” He demanded and the unknown employee tilted his head.
“Why are you here? I would think that would be obvious…”
“Not particularly.” The long haired 1st shot back gruffly, not liking the wandering eyes over his slave’s body. The man grinned.
“You are here because I want revenge against your filthy president. I went into your ‘alternative lifestyle’ with high hopes, only to get tossed away like garbage. Tearing you two apart will only be the beginning…” He motioned and two men armed with guns separated from the mass of troops. Angeal drew the Buster Sword and frowned.
“A few bullets can’t take a SOLDIER down, or did you ignore that fact?” The man laughed, making Zack cringe.
“I’m not a weapon’s developer for nothing, Hewley. These aren’t mere bullets.” He nodded and the weapon’s cocked. Zack gripped his weapon, ready to defend as the triggers were pulled.
“Sit, puppy!” Angeal yelled firmly and Zack automatically fell to his knees, blue eyes widening when the bullets tore through the air above him, hearing the sickening sound of tearing flesh. The 2nd Class SOLDIER whipped his head around and gasped when his master dropped the Buster Sword after having successfully deflected the barrage of bullets. All except one…
“ANGEAL!” Zack screamed, reaching out in time to catch the larger man, breaking his collapse to the floor. Worried mako eyes locked onto the blood seeping from the man’s chest, green tendrils curling into the air from the wound. His master’s eyes were staring through him, but the man was still breathing. Zack’s grip on the SOLDIER tightened as his broken blue eyes rose to Angeal’s attackers.
“What did you do?! Master, please…” Zack whispered brokenly, staring into the eyes that refused to acknowledge him. The man chuckled and motioned for the gunners to stand down, circling the pair with gleaming eyes.
“Those bullets not only attack the flesh, but the soul as well. The Wutai would gladly use the spirit energy of SOLDIER scum to strengthen this planet. You are the ones that are destroying it, so it’s only justice that we tear apart Gaia’s attackers in her name…” Zack sobbed and pressed his fingers over the wound, trying to stop the sparkling green stream from leaving the limp body.
“Nononono… Angeal, please…” Crystalline tears streaked down the lithe teen’s delicate features. Mako was closing the wound already, but the steady green light still came out. It was warm against Zack’s hand, brushing against his tear-stained face.
“I…I love you, please don’t die!” Zack cried desperately. When the vicious crowd around him laughed, it seared his heart.
“How tragic!” The traitor lamented. Rage festered in the boy’s glowing blue eyes and he laid Angeal down gently, picking up the discarded Buster Sword and standing. The Shinra ex-employee smirked.
“Oh, this is precious. Do you think you can defeat all of us when your ‘lover’ has fallen?” Zack’s grip on the huge sword tightened, his eyes hazing green. The man faltered and frowned, glaring down at the spiky haired teen.
“Kill him… Kill him!” The man shrieked and Zack rushed forward, plunging the thick sword through the bastard’s heart, twisting it once before withdrawing it. Blood splattered over the boy’s face, tainting the pure tears still flowing from his eyes.
The bullets and bites didn’t matter… No pain inflicted upon him could compare to the pain in his heart.
Angeal’s beloved sword sang through the air as Zack took off the head of a canine monster, his blue eyes eerily blank.
He could kill them all but that still wouldn’t stop the beautiful glow of Angeal’s soul from escaping his body. I want to save you… Please don’t…
Zack sliced through the last opponent, watching as the carcass hit the ground. They were all dead but it hadn’t helped Angeal in the least. The teen thrust the gore-ridden blade into the ground, leaving the Buster Sword as he stumbled over to the body of the man he belonged to. The wound was gone, but Angeal was slipping away…
“Don’t…” Zack whispered, tears running down his blood streaked face as he laid his cheek against the man’s chest, the heart beat steady but the soul slipping away. He didn’t want to live without his master, he couldn’t…
Don’t…
Zack took one of the guns, looking at it with empty eyes. He needed to destroy them, this entire place… They couldn’t get into the wrong hands…
Your soul is a powerful and precious thing, pup. Don’t use yours so recklessly…
Zack blinked and peered down at the gun. If it would be enough to save Angeal… He would sacrifice himself completely to the other. A hand pressed over the stream of the man’s soul, blue eyes gentling as the teen pressed the gun over his heart.
“Master…”
Angeal…
“Please don’t…” The blue eyes closed.
Don’t disappear…
The blast of the gun echoed throughout the factory and the only ones there to hear it were dead.
To be continued...
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