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Walking Out on Destiny	By : HarliqueenNight Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2575 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: so for quite a time I had no internet again and also writer's block. I'm sorry this isn't as long as it should be, but I'll be damned if its not filled with goodies. Sorry to Seph/Cloud fans who want some action but it is Coming. Infact you get a little bit in the next chapter. It's a promise. But Cloud will still be Zack's boyfriend for the time being until…well until the angst happens. ANYWAY, spoiler Cloud is going to get his heart broken, the question is who is going to do it. Look forward to it. Seph and Cloud will get together soon I promise. We're gonna be in season three and Cloud's heart will start to noticeably waver. Complex characters are fun! In the meantime, enjoy and sorry for the wait!

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Walking Out on Destiny Season Two Finale – Part 1

Episode 13 - Deal

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Cid puffed on his thirteenth cigarette that day and glanced at Tseng who scratched his head in frustration, a cigarette dangling between his own lips.

"This is ridiculous," Tseng said before mumbling to himself in Wutainese.

Cid leaned back against the Tiny Bronco. "Ultrasound gave us a layout and it says there ain't nothing here."

"But the materia scanner is going off the chart. If anything it says there's a summon here."

Cid glanced and Tseng who held the scanner loosely in his hand and then looked at the large mountain in front of them. He sighed. That was a lot of rock to cover. However, this was the only place that was specifically detailed in the research Hojo provided them with and it was not marked on any map. Hell, Cid must've flown around this place a million times and never noticed this mountain here. He supposed it was pretty unnoticeable if you weren't actually looking for it. Tseng sat down on the wing of the Tiny Bronco.

"It's almost sunrise, we should get a head start before it gets too warm."

"Well yer kinda defeatin the purpose if you sit down."

"I'm going over the readings and matching it to the Ultrasound scan from the Bronco. Wouldn't want us to go in and not be able to find our way back."

Cid shrugged and grabbed their packs from the plain and slid back down. Tseng slipped off the wing as soon as his tablet was fully synced.

"We're at a pretty high elevation, it may get colder. I believe we should at least bring a couple of parkas."

"Way ahead of you kid. Brought two of them from the Minerva. I've done this kinda stuff before, trust me."

Tseng gave a shadow of a smile before checking his phone. A few texts from his fellow Turks, a message from Rude about his decision, a call request from Hojo, and a text from Sephiroth checking up on him. None of these were what he had been looking for and he quickly flipped the phone shut. Cid eyed him curiously as a disappointment and uncertainty passed over his soft features. He noticed Tseng watching him and quickly shoved his phone in his pack.

"Let's go. Dawn approaches."

"Sure kid…"

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"Fuck, Rude!"

"This is the last time, I want it to count."

Reno cried out and his back arched as Rude hit his prostate hard. He told Rude that he may have to stop their little game. He had meant it jokingly but in his mind he thought of Tseng, thinking that the Wutaian needed loyalty for his first time and couldn't live like he or Sephiroth so soon. He couldn't see Tseng having multiple lovers; at least not yet. So here he was, on his back beneath all that beautiful mocha skin as Rude drove into him. It was a damn shame that Rude was more partial to women than to men. He would make the gay community of Midgar weep. He sure as hell was sharing this raunchy little story with Zack soon as he got the chance. Every thought floated out of his head as he came with the harsh thrust of Rude's cock. Rude gripped his hips tight as he came inside the redhead.

"Damn, Rude," he gasped as the bigger man kissed his neck sending shivers down his spine. "Your gonna break my spine, yo."

"I was hoping to put you in a wheelchair. Maybe that'll teach you to come back smelling like Wutain take out."

Reno smirked and looked into the sharp brown eyes of the former Don. "You can't tell me ya jealous, yo."

"Nope, just can't stand your boss. He has a liking for controlling people's lives."

Reno's smirk faded and gently pushed Rude off him. "You're a mood killer Rude."

"I think you're blinded by your little crush on him to see the type of man he is."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Reno got up and began dressing. "You're just nothing but a sore loser, Rude. You forget we do what we do because they tell us to. Us stepping into your lil' world twice in a row is nobody's fault but your dad's and the people you surrounded yourself with, yo."

"Oh yeah, then how did you get into Turk?"

Reno paused in buttoning his shirt and looked over his shoulder at Rude. "Easy, I blew the department of Administrative Research to pieces. Tseng caught me when he was nothing but a lil brat trailin' the head Turks' coattails. They threw me in jail for years and while I was there, I sharpened my skills. But then the most beautiful creature I ever seen came with a key to my shackles and this suit waiting for me. Tseng got me out because he saw me for what I was and I've been on his side ever since."

"You're head over heels for a man who locked you up in the first place."

"I'm head over heels for a man that you, mister silver spoon, could never understand. I'm a slumrat, Rude. Tseng was a slave out in the human trafficking circuit. We know what it is to fight dirty and the way I see it, all's fair as long as you're the one holding the smoking gun at the end of the day."

Rude shook his head. "It's idiotic how loyal you all are."

"It's who we are. Black and White and by the book. You can try to run off if ya want to, yo," Reno said heading for the bedroom door. "But I can tell ya that I meant what I said. I'll pull the trigger on ya if Tseng tells me too. Better stop bein' a bitch about it and kiss his ass until ya can do better."

With that Reno left. He thought about returning to his apartment where he could smoke, get drunk, and pass out in peace. Imagine his dismay that Rude didn't condone smoking in his current accommodations. Rude was lucky he had a dick like a fuggin freight train otherwise Reno would've had a quiet evening with his hand. He looked out to see it would be morning soon and with Cissinei and Laney on duty there wouldn't be much for him to do. No point in going in. He decided to check in on Zack, see how he was doing after that fiasco on his last mission. After all, Zack was his favorite drinking buddy and it wouldn't do if he was in his house drinking away his troubles without proper company.

As he walked along he pulled out his phone and flipped it open. He sent a quick text before slamming it shut and making his way to Zack's house. Even though he'd only gone so far with Tseng, he had to admit, nothing had interested him since then.

"Well…at least I don't have any competition. Tseng was only in love with one man and he's stone cold dead." Reno smirked and pushed a cigarette between his lips. "Nothing to worry about."

Cloud…was totally confused. He'd gone out his room this morning to fix breakfast for himself and found Zack hanging upside down on the couch with his mouth wide open. Next to him was Reno sprawled out with one leg over the back of the couch and another over Zack's torso. Both were drooling all over themselves and various beer bottles littered the floor. Cloud sighed at and went to the kitchen deciding that breakfast could wait in place over hangover shakes.

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Hojo examined Lady ShinRa's legs with distant professionalism. He had no snarky words and no humorous observations and that bothered her.

"Kanaye?"

"Yes, Lady?"

"You're making me feel unattractive," she said with a smile, her bicolored eyes boring into his.

He stared for a moment then smiled. "Hmm, my apologies. I sleep little as of late."

"Will you eventually tell me what keeps you awake these nights?"

"I'm sure I will…but you may loath the answer, my friend."

"Kanaye…tell me. Will you ever stop loving Lucrecia…even after all you have seen her become?"

"I cannot help it that that monster wears the skin of the first woman to ever make me feel young, attractive, and worthwhile," Kanaye said dismissively. He stood up. "I give you six months of rehab on a new set and you should be able to use a cane to balance yourself from there. I dare say you will be out of this chair very soon, Elloria."

Hojo paused when he felt a tentative hand on his and looked down at Lady ShinRa. Her one Mako tainted eye was aglow as she stared at him, her lips moving but she had yet to find her words.

"I-I'm a fool," she said finally, sliding her hand away. "Such a fool. Forgive me, Kanaye. And thank you, I will see you tomorrow."

"Lady…Elloria, it isn't foolish to long for suitable companionship. It isn't foolish to be true to our love even if those we waste that love on are unworthy of it. What is foolish is denying ourselves what we need. My dearest friend, I suggest you start dating again. There are many who would love your attention and no one would question your loyalty to your husband simply because you need a companion…"

Lady ShinRa lowered her head, ashamed of her own loneliness. "You should check on Rufus next, Kanaye."

Hojo made his way to the door and he grabbed the handle to exit but stopped and looked over his shoulder at Lady ShinRa. "…in another life, Elloria, you and I would be side by side running around this city like a couple of privileged idiots. In another life, you and I would spend moments like this one with me showing you all the pleasures my scientific knowledge of the female form afford me. I could lay you out as only a true sensualist knows how and show an appreciation of what you have to offer that no one ever has nor ever could. In another life, Elloria, I would love you with a fierceness that would frighten you."

"And in this life, Kanaye?"

"In this life we live two separate worlds. You are a Lady, struggling to stay ahead of her destiny as a trophy wife and invalid. I…am a jaded scientist who has no affinity for humanity anymore. I thank you for being my friend…and for allowing my love for you to slip by unnoticed all these years."

Lady ShinRa sighed and when she looked at Hojo, she was more of herself. "It's only fair that we keep professionalism between us, Hojo. With this civil war upon us, I believe I will have no time for anything else."

"Maybe someday, Elloria, we can talk like teenagers again."

"Don't say silly things to appease me, Kanaye. Whatever has you right now is going to keep you I fear. I hope you're willing."

Hojo nodded. "I am willing…for some reason I cannot explain."

With that he left the Lady to her own thoughts. He had known for quite some time of Elloria's attraction to him. He knew of it because he felt the same. Teenagers, best friends who had a tension between them that was at first a crush and then transformed to sexual tension and mutual love that could not go past their friendship. She was married early and neither of them were the type to break their vows even when their spouses would. Call them old fashion but "til death" was exactly what they were raised to be. It wasn't about divorce, it was about waiting for the people they loved most to die so that they could be free of them. Hojo often thought of slipping a potent dose of the president's own cash cow mako into his coffee and relieving Elloria of her burden. But he was a man of science and logic. Nothing about that was logical considering the backlash that would come of it. So, Hojo had left her to her own devices, just as she had left him to his. He'd treated her for gunshot wounds, broken bones, but nothing angered him more than when she had been shot in the head and nearly died. Had it not been for his determination and a newly distilled version of Mako, Hojo would have had to watch her die and ShinRa would've ended with her.

Hojo shook his head of the unpleasant thoughts. Lady ShinRa was a distant prize he had no chance to win. Just like most of the loves in his life…just like the man he kept in that coffin in his house.

Hojo made his way to Rufus's room and politely knocked.

"Is that you professor?"

"No one else bothers to knock."

"OH! Right," Rufus said awkwardly. "Come on in."

Hojo stepped inside to find the boy dangling in the doorway in the bathroom from a pole. He was attempting to pull himself up to do chin ups…and failing. Hojo shook his head.

"What are you doing?"

"Trying," Rufus grunted. "To build…" he fell off the pole. "Upper body strength."

"You should start with pushups then. If you can't lift your own weight from off the ground what makes you think you can defy gravitational pull?"

"Good point. Why didn't I think of that?"

"Because you're a child. You're not supposed to think like an adult or a trained scientist. On the bed with you, shirt off."

Rufus at one point thought Hojo was the creepiest, weirdest guy he'd ever come across, but seeing the way he interacted with his mother and how respectfully he treated Rufus himself, the man grew on him. Which is why it was much easier to listen to the Professor when he said weird things like "shirt off." Rufus did as he was told and lay on the bed. Hojo checked his vitals first and then checked his lungs.

"Improvement. Certainly less wheezing than before," Hojo muttered. "Your spine is beginning to look lovely. You may not need a brace after all as long as you're careful. Ah, you're gaining muscle mass. Impressive."

"Fuck yeah!" Rufus mouthed triumphantly.

"I say you're becoming pretty decent physically. Still wishing to take the Mako then?"

"Mom said I was too young but I think it's the only way."

Hojo shook his head. "Kids these days. Always thinking they know best."

"If I'm gonna rule the world someday I need to get a head start."

"You are already three steps behind, my boy. Alright, but I warn you, this is going to make you sick. You should stay at home for the next few days to deal with the affects."

"Well no need to fake being sick since I'm going to be sick regardless. Let's do it."

Hojo pulled the mako case out of his bag and opened it. Rufus caught a glimpse of the large gage needles and felt his stomach flip. It wasn't that he was afraid of needles, no. He'd taken shots loads of times without flinching. However, no one had ever come at him with needles of that size.

"We will put it somewhere no one will notice the injection scars."

"Like where."

"Here," Hojo touched the underside of Rufus's arm, close to his armpit. "No one will notice unless you show them."

Rufus nodded and couldn't help jump when he felt the cold tip of the needle near his skin. Hojo noticed and placed a steadying hand on Rufus's back.

"Its best you don't look."

Rufus turned away and buried his face in the pillow.

"Nothing I can do can keep it from hurting, but just take deep breaths."

Rufus did so, though they were shaky.

"Have you decided what sort of creature you're going to endear yourself too?" Hojo asked, pushing the needle into the boys skin.

Rufus cringed and felt the tears sting his eyes even though he hadn't meant to. He cleared his throat before trying to answer. "Um…I was…I was thinking a guardhound?"

"They're poisonous you know." Hojo began to push the plunger through, forcing the liquid into his skin. "This will sting."

"Mother said the same, but I hear that if you get them young you can start to get immune to the poison." Rufus didn't feel anything at first, just a strange cold pushing through his blood stream. Then he jerked. If Hojo had not had a hand on his back, Rufus would've accidentally ripped the needled right out of his skin. "AH! IT'S BURNING!"

"Deep breaths, Rufus," Hojo said patiently. "Keep talking. Have you been shooting yet?"

"Not..not yet. Tseng, AH!" Rufus sobbed a bit as more of it began to burn his body.

"Answer."

"Tseng said…Tseng said that he wanted me to wait til he got back. He…he wants to be the one to teach me to shoot."

"He is a good teacher. He himself learned from a master of gunnery. It's almost over Rufus." Hojo said pushing the last of the liquid through. "What kind of president do you want to be, Rufus?"

Rufus shook his head. "I dunno…what type do you think I should be."

"One that never shows this sort of weakness. No one should ever see you cry. No one should ever see you bleed," Hojo slid the needle out and quickly covered it with a sterilized gauze. "Two things should hold people loyal to you. The love of you and the fear of you. Those who fear you could never cross you for fear of what comeuppance will come of it. Those who love you will lay the world at your feet and die if you say so. ShinRa Inc is very much a dictatorship. But a dictatorship can be a positive thing as long as there is no tyrant in the chair."

Rufus nodded, using the pillow to get rid of his tears as he fought against the burning in his body. He looked up at Hojo with pained glowing eyes. "And if I become a tyrant?"

Hojo smirked. "Then those who love you will remove you from that chair in the name of that love."

Rufus managed to turn and look at the doctor over his shoulder. "Why hasn't anyone removed my father?"

Hojo laughed coldly. "We were waiting for you, I believe. After all, shouldn't that pleasure be yours."

Rufus smiled and Hojo fondly admitted it was a cruel one.

Hojo returned home and leaned back against the door. He slipped his ponytail out and removed his glasses, feeling tired. He'd successfully slowed the process of Jenova's takeover of his body but in exchange he often got terrible headaches. He hoped that the temporary fix would give way to a more permanent one. Sighing, he went to the coffin and pressed the seal, stepping back as it decompressed and the hydraulics whistled. Vincent lay against the wine red satin sleeping peacefully. When Hojo's shadow covered him, his crimson eyes opened slowly and gazed up at the professor tiredly. They mirrored each other's weary gazes and Vincent lifted himself up looking at Hojo curiously. Hojo smirked and shook his head.

"I don't know what I'm doing anymore," he said to himself. "Vincent, how would you like to lie in a bed for tonight? You must tired of being forced to sleep when you don't want to."

Vincent didn't respond. Instead he tilted his head back and sneezed shocking Hojo.

"Did…did you just sneeze!" Hojo exclaimed.

Vincent huffed and climbed out of the coffin and climbed up on the couch nimbly and perched there, very much a bird. Hojo confused by this behavior dared to go closer. Sneezing was good, sneezing meant his body was fighting off something, meaning his immune system was working, meaning…meaning Vincent was no longer decaying. What changed?

"What changed?" Hojo asked the perching Vincent

Vincent tilted his head and Hojo swore he saw a ghost of a smile on the man's face. His voice sounded somewhere between his own and several others "...he's close. We can feel it. He's close to the one who will complete us. Once we are whole, we can protect him."

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Cloud walked with Sephiroth. "So where are we going?"

"The loft I just bought. It's a fixer upper as they say," Sephiroth said following his GPS.

Zack marched on Cloud's left stuffing his face with a burger. "I don't get it, when did you decided to move of Vincent house again?"

"When Tseng finally started noticing Reno, here it is."

Cloud tipped back at the tall sky scraping apartment building. "Wow!"

It was fairly new, construction completed, and the glass reflecting the light. The real estate agent stood outside adjusting her hair to hide the gray. She spotted them through her large frames and waved them over.

"Over here, Sephiroth! My, my, you look well!"

"Hello Mrs. Eagleton," Sephiroth said politely. "Is this really the place? I asked for a fixer upper."

"Oh yes, and it is one. Come inside come inside. Oh forgive me, who are your friends?"

"This is Lt Zackary Fair SOLDIER 1st Class," he gestured to Zack.

Zack shook her hand. "Nice to meet such a lovely lady."

"Oh stop!"

"And this is soon to be Cadet Cloud Strife."

"Good to meet you, ma'am."

"Ah that accent, Nibelhiem I wager?"

Cloud smiled and nodded excitedly. "yeah, that's right!"

"Oh," she began to fluently speak in the old Nibel tongue.

Cloud eagerly responded, his tongue thick with perfect accent flowing off his tongue. Neither Zack nor Sephiroth understood a single word that was being spoken but their focus was on the low towns of Cloud's voice and how it fluctuated in a ear tingling rhythm. Genesis was wrong about Nibelhiem speech being annoying, it was downright distracting. Sephiroth only stopped in his starting when he noticed Zack's little fond smile as Cloud spoke to the woman and made her giggle. Before he could stop it, Sephiroth felt himself frown. He quickly recover when Zack glanced at him, but still felt strange when Zack blushed and looked away.

"SO, let's continue, Sephiroth the space I want to give you is on the 42nd floor so its quit a ride on the elevator."

"Elevator?" Cloud paled.

Sephiroth tilted his head. "Claustrophobic?"

"Motion sickness. I got him Seph," Zack said taking Cloud's hand as they stepped into the elevator.

Zack held Cloud against him, pressed securely against the blond's back for reassurance. "I'm right here, you're not moving, you're standing still."

The elevator shifted and Cloud whimpered involuntarily and slammed his eyes shut. Sephiroth stood with his back to them but could see them in the reflective metal clearly. Mrs. Eagleton was speaking and he was listening intently but he couldn't help watching the two teens behind him. Cloud rested his head back against Zack's shoulders as the raven haired SOLDIER whispered inaudible things in his ear. Sephiroth didn't understand the burn in his gut as he watched them. He saw Zack glance up once to make sure he and the agent weren't watching before placing a gentle kiss on Cloud's temple. The blond seemed to calm and his body relaxed against Zacks. Cloud turned his head and gave a weak smile that made Zack grin. They leaned into each other and their lips joined gently in a soft quick kiss. It was enough to make Sephiroth's heart skip and a rush of anger overcame him. Outwardly, his body and expression did not change, but inside the fury that roared with him was almost unbearable and completely unexplainable. Why was he so angry? Nothing could've been more natural than Zack and Cloud coming together romantically. No, jealousy and anger should not have been his reaction when he knew that Cloud was young, new, and certainly not in his spectrum of potential partners…no, he had to calm down. He focused on their reflection and saw the calm and shy smile Cloud gave Zack. Seeing the slight curve of those plump lips and the adoration in those mako tainted eyes, Sephiroth felt the fire die. Cloud was happy…

"And here we are. Let's have a look around."

They entered the spacious loft. It was entirely too big for one person in Sephiroth's opinion yet at the same time he felt at ease with the wide open space. It had no boundaries and though makeshift walls had been erected as an outline of what the loft could be turned into. Mrs. Eagleton lead him all around the walls showing him the kitchen and where multiple rooms could go if he chose to keep the divisions. He was thoroughly distracted by the details of his prospective home that he didn't notice Cloud and Zack falling behind.

"Zack, come on they'll notice!"

Zack shook his head, "Not if you're quiet," he teased pulling Cloud into one of the makeshift rooms. Since they had been together they had difficulty keeping their hands to themselves as most hormonal teens did. Zack would never go too far with Cloud until he was certain, didn't stop them from playing. He hoisted Cloud up against one the solid walls and covered his mouth, stopping any protest he may have been ready to spout. Cloud sighed lustfully as Zack swirled his tongue in the younger teens mouth. Zack's hands, made strong by years of wielding broadswords, squeezed Cloud's rump possessively sending a shiver up Clouds spine and making him wrap his legs tightly around Zack's trim waist. Cloud whimpered into Zack's mouth as the older boy pressed between his legs and rubbed against his clothed, hardening erection. He clawed Zack's upper arms, but smartly pulled back. They stared at each other panting, Cloud's eyes half-lidded.

"When!" Cloud spat breathlessly.

"Not yet, you're not ready."

Cloud whined indignantly. "Age of consent in Nibelhiem is 14! Legal adult is 15. When Zack!"

A lot of people would look at Cloud, and would not guess he was such a spitfire sexually. However, every day they fooled around, Zack found that Cloud was insatiable once he was riled. He was bolder in the bedroom than in public or even among friends. The fact that they had stuck simply touching each other a lot had often frustrated the blond. He knew Zack was trying to defend his virtue and that he felt he was too young to do this sort of thing, but he also didn't like being coddled. He'd definitely intended to lose his virginity in Midgar and he felt that Zack would be a wonderful, careful, considerate first. On top of that…he wanted that chiseled ass!

"Come on, Cloud. Not yet." Zack whispered nibbling on Clouds jaw. "Not yet."

"Mm, god," Cloud rolled his head back and softly moaned, keeping quiet. "Then let me go before I can't make it go down."

"Where's the fun in that?" Zack chuckled, biting his ear and grinding against him.

Cloud gasped at the sudden contact. "Zack no! I swear if you do it I'll never let you touch me again."

"Whaaat?" Zack asked innocently, rubbing their erections together through their pants. "this?"

"Zack!" he whispered harshly. "I swear if you make me come in my pants and walk around like this I will knee you in the balls!"

Zack immediately pulled back and looked at him with his puppy face."

Cloud was unfazed. "I'll do it! Or did you not learn from last time!"

"Party pooper." Zack let Cloud slide down but not before giving his bottom one more squeeze. "I love this cute lil' ass of yours. Seriously, you should've been a girl!"

Cloud punched him in the arm, trying not to admit he liked having his bottom grabbed roughly. He hadn't even known such a thing would feel good, but Zack's powerful hands made it worthwhile. "Come on, they're probably wondering where we are."

"We'll just say we were havin' a look-see."

"The only thing I saw was your tongue in my mouth!"

"you have eyes in your mouth?!"

"Shut up Zack!"

"All seriousness though, I dunno about this all the way thing buuut…"

"But?" Cloud asked hopefully.

"I think we can try some new things later tonight. Some new stuff to learn."

Cloud smiled excitedly. "No more handjobs! Woo!"

"Keep your voice down!"

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"Ow!"

"Are you alright Cid?"

Cid picked himself up, having tripped over a rock formation. "This incline is way too steep, Tseng. How are we gone get down once we get up there."

Tseng shouldered his backpack. "I have rope if needed. Its best that we save it for the way down."

"What the hell ever. I'm gettin' too old fer this."

Tseng shook his head and continued upward. He didn't want to stop no matter how much Cid complained. He wanted to get to the top, or inside, or somewhere. The more he climbed the more he felt a tugging at his body, like he was being called by some unknown entity. He wanted to find it…he needed to and that was what kept his breaths deep and his body energetic. He needed to get there. He was so far into his own head that he was startled when Cid touched his arm.

"What is it?"

"Shh! I heard something." Cid whispered harshly, his eyes darting all over the skies.

Tseng was instantly alert, his enhanced hearing taking in the surrounding sounds. A soft woosh caught his attention and he immediately ducked down with Cid. "We need to hide. Something is here and its circling."

"Right, move slow and quiet behind those rocks over there."

They hid, packing themselves tightly against the rocks. Cid looked around at ground level while Tseng turned his head skyward. Those were wings; he knew what wings sounded like. The wooshing sound hit their ears again and they both tensed ready for action. Something landed in the gravel around them and they held their breaths to keep from being heard. Heavy steps grew loud and close and the thudding in their hearts increased as adrenaline rushed through their veins. Cid unhooked his spear from his belt and extended it while Tseng fingered the Peacemaker. They eyed each other coming to agreement silently. They would surprise whatever it was, attack it together and overpower it. Just as the decision had been reached, all traces of the enemy disappeared. They waited several heart pounding minutes before slipping from behind the jagged rocks before cautiously stepping into the open. They looked around in confusion and then at each other.

"Where'd it go?" Cid asked.

Tseng was mid-shrug when he was snatched off his feet by some form of appendix.

"Tseng!"

Tseng's vision swam as he left the ground quickly and was in the air. He looked up at the creature who had captured him, seeing dark bottomless eyes glaring down at him. The creature resembled a woman in features but was covered in putrid eyes and scales. Silvery wings protruded from its back and what held Tseng captive as a long tentacle arm. Tseng struggled to reach his blade and did his best to stab into the soft flesh. The harpy like creature screeched and slung him into the mountain side. Cid had managed to quickly climb up from adrenaline and fear for Tseng's life to throw one of his spears and harpoon the harpy in the wing. She screeched. Tseng tumbled down the side of the mountain until his hands caught a ledge. He tried to pull himself up but was slammed into by the Harpy creature, her screech ringing in his ears. They went straight through the mountain tumbling straight through as she twisted and grabbed him by his throat and ran him through the jagged rocks. Tseng was disoriented and unable to fight back as he was slammed through the rock until he felt air again. She slung him once again and he landed in water. Water? He sank his head pounding and his mind too uncoordinated to swim. His consciousness was fading as he sank deeper.

"Fight beast!"

Tseng's eyes snapped open at the harsh order given by Leviathan knew who. He found strength somewhere, a well of it and it forced him to swim up to the surface. When he broke the surface, he caught sight of Cid defending himself against the creature and loosing. It snapped Cid's spear and pinned him to the ground.

"Cid." he said barely a whisper. He swam as fast as he could to the shore and ran at the creature, throwing his weight on her to get it off of Cid. They tumbled to the ground and he took a sharp punch to his gut making him feel as though he would vomit. The strength of this creature was frightening and Tseng could almost smell the Mako, was practically doused in it. This was a ShinRa monster. Tseng was thrown off, back painfully hitting the rock formation behind him. Cid had recovered and attacked her. Tseng picked himself up and searched the ground for a weapon of any kind to use on the creature.

"So close…so close. Come to me..lead her to me…bring me her flesh!"

Tseng felt a sharp pain in his head from the sound of that familiar voice in his head. He looked around to find its source and to his surprise spotted a cave entrance a few feet away.

"CID!"

Cid batted the Harpy off. "WHAT!"

"Back off! Let me lead her!"

"What?! You ain't even got a weapon kid!"

"Cid! Leave her!" Tseng shouted picking up the largest rock he could and flung it at the face of the creature before bolting inside the cave. Secretly he wondered what the hell he was doing. The Harpy creature screeched at him and trampled over Cid to chase Tseng. Tseng didn't know what he was looking to find inside the cave and didn't know what to do next even though he'd gotten a head start on the creature. The cave was littered with iridescent crystals that glowed by some ethereal means and Tseng followed the glow to a huge opening. He stopped when he was faced with a great crystal formation growing from a small pond like an ancient alter. It shimmered and shine with something dark at its center. A sinister air filled the cave and in that moment he heard voices, the voice often spoken of by his clan, the voices that was said to only be heard by the virgin of their villiage. He could hear it, the voices of Gaia.

Harbinger

Tseng felt his body moving forward of its own accord

Soul wrought of terra corrupt

His heart began to pound as he drew closer and the dark shape inside the crystal became clearer.

Omega's squire to the lofty heavens…

He felt that dark sinister beast pace and purr inside of him, wanting to be free, wanting to kill, spill blood, ANYTHING in offering.

Chaos

Tseng stood before the fabled Weapon of the End Time. The one that was born of the darkness of both the planet and its inhabitants. He remembered the stories, remembered the feeling, the lessons from his old master. The sinister air of the cave threatened suffocate him, but he did not care as his eyes locked with smoldering amber eyes. It smirked at him through the glass and Tseng smiled back, almost as cruelly. He placed his hand on the glass and pressed his body against it. He rested his forehead against the crystal finding he only came to the creature's chest. The pure power radiating from it made him feel high, made him feel…so, so, good. He lifted his head and looked up at the creature, his mouth trying to form the question even though he already knew the answer.

"How….how do I get you out?"

"Relinquish yourself unto me…Tseng."

It was then he recognized that voice. This…was the demon that had taken Vincent's appearance, had made himself apart of his memories of Vincent. This creature had taken the form of Vincent in the elevator. He had always though it was his own beast, but he had been wrong. He shivered as it spoke to him again.

"Relinquish yourself, Tseng. Sacrifice yourself for my freedom. Give yourself to me."

Tseng frowned through his daze. "Wha-UGH!"

He both felt and heard his flesh ripped open at his center. His blood splattered all over the crystal and more of it bubbled up through his throat. He looked down at himself and saw the Harpy's claw protruding through him. He looked back up at Chaos and saw the smirk grow into a sinister grin.

"Well done, my little one."

Tseng barely heard the sentiment as he slumped limply onto the claw and was lifted high like trophy by the harpy.

"TSENG!"

A/N: CLIFFHANGER!
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