http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IFVUe9QO62U

[optionalwangst]

Characters: Vincent Valentine, Yuffie, Rinoa, Auron, Ziva, GacktGenesis, anybody else but pleeaaaase ask first?
Content: This is what you get for putting the leader of Deepground and the guy with the ability to decimate a planet in one place. Genesis' arrival has some... adverse effects on Vincent. Restraining is needed. :|a
Location: South of the

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[lovelessdevout]

Fuck. It didn't work. It just got worse. It didn't help at all. The masquerade of his surroundings had muted to the sound of ripping flesh, cutting through Genesis' own heart as if it was him that the claws had scathed.

Sephiroth...what did that...no, this wasn't happening. No no no!

The amount of time it took for Genesis to register the creature springing and slashing, had all registered down to a split second of Genesis's eyes exposing themselves to mere slits of their former selves, an instinctive surge resembling mako, crashing into his veins and prompting him to recklessly jump in, leather-clad fingers digging harshly into the man's cloak --

"You gutless bastard!"

-- to catch their fury-beckoned gazes, snarling ferally as he landed a channeled blow to the ensanguined mouth, effectively sending the creature hurdling back to double over against the sleek street floor.

Oh, that felt very damn good at that point. Genesis flexed his knuckles, glares of an icy, cold set of eyes piercing through the crimson man. Not even the thought of Sephiroth's aftershock and injury snapped him out of his mental battle-storm. All he could focus on was the...

Monster. Yes, that's what it was. Monster.

"I told you...you would have to work for it, Vincent." He croaked, the chords of his voice carrying a sickly form of amusement. Oh, nothing was funny, and it would continue to be so...

His breath was still in shambles, his jaw tightened with the rage emanating into the atmosphere in the form of hot puffs of air. His muscles contracted beneath the thick duster leather, his once cooled disposition now twisted into theatrical portrayal of the messages, Killmaimcapacitate! Running so aimlessly in his thoughts like rush hour traffic. in both body and sense, he moved in recklessly, god-damned ready for more.

That thing was going to die in his hands, and he would make sure of it.

[4letters4ninja]

He had asked not to be followed, and thus, Ziva did just as she wasn't told, and did. Of course, she had stayed in the shadows and far enough back to not be seen, but she had noticed that something seemed off. Of course, when he had asked for advice on where to go, it had caught her attention.

Now, she lingered in the background, watching as things unfolded. Realizing that she may have put herself in a position she shouldn't be in, she stayed hidden, although willing to throw herself out in the open if she needed. Seemed like the other two had a good handle on the situation, at least as far as she could see.

[optionalbadass]

"Hey, get away from him!"

A small blur of colour shot past Sephiroth, coming to a stop between Vincent - who had really seen better days, she had to admit, but after some of his freakier Limit Breaks this was actually pretty normal - and Genesis - who she had no idea about except that generally guys like him were bad news. Also he'd just punched Vincent in the face, so that was another mark against him. To summarise: the whole situation stank, and here she was in the middle of it because all the guys in her life were raging idiots. And possessed by creepy science experiments.

"I mean it! Stay over there." She twisted, so she would be able to watch all of them at once, and tried for her most ferocious expression. It wasn't that great, considering that she couldn't change her rather diminutive height or that her weapon was a war fan, but she'd be damned if this wasn't getting sorted out. "Vincent, snap out of it."

[godamongmortals]

Sephiroth watched the inhuman creature look between him and Genesis, trying to decide who to attack first. But before he could make his move, the choice was made and he was the one attacked. As fast as he tried to dodge backward, Sephiroth was just not quick enough and his chest was ripped open by savage claws, drawing a surprised and pained cry from his lips.

Before he had much time to react, Genesis had grabbed Vincent and had punched him and then Yuffie appeared, darting past him to put herself between Genesis and Vincent.

'Idiotic ninja...'

As much as Sephiroth disliked Yuffie, he had no desire to see her die. Perhaps humiliated as she had humiliated him but truthfully, Sephiroth would just be happy if she stayed far, far away from him. That was not possible for the moment though, so he just shot her a glare and otherwise ignored her.

"Genesis, don't kill him," the silver haired man ordered. He was unsure whether Genesis would have killed Valentine or not but he had to be sure the man knew not to.

Turning his attention back to Vincent, Sephiroth tapped his sword point on the ground, trying to catch his attention. He still kept one hand up to his chest, the blood running over his glove and between his fingers.

"Hey, Valentine. I'm over here," he called out, smirking despite the pain. This was better than any battle he had had with the crabs around here. It was somehow more invigorating to be up against the monster inside his stepfather.

[optionalwangst]

Many targets now. So many. The beast snarled and glanced at each and every one of them, confused and unsure of who to strike next. The punch had hurt and he wanted to make that human hurt just as much as he did, but then someone smaller and weaker had appeared and the silver-haired one was back up, trying to call to him. Near-foaming at the mouth, he backed up, claw raised to just take them all out in one single blow when the she-human spoke. Wincing, the man clutched at his head, feeling a pang of something... familiar.

Snap out of it!

"...fie... Yu... ff..."

Confused, he shook his head, the crimson aura still as strong as ever and the bloodlust still apparent on his face. Whatever that had been, it was gone now, and he just wanted to kill! Easy prey, easy prey... definately the girl. Ignore her. The red one managed to take him down...

He would be next.

Despite the silver-haired man's taunting, the beast instead lunged at the human in red, planting a punch of his own and another kick, this time to his chest. Not satisfied with simple combat against one person, the man turned again on the silver one, roaring and attempting another swipe at his face.

But then he twitched. And stopped mid-strike. The extended claw extended and flexed as his mind fought with itself, the man inside struggling to regain control. Names flowed through his head, too fast to remember, and he stumbled back, groaning and growling.

[lovelessdevout]

Whoever was the little brat which seemed to appear before him, Genesis was almost surprised. Almost. He would have almost brought himself to laugh at the weak attempt to defend the feral being. In his small amusement, his guard had let out quite a bit...enough to miss those next hits meeting him.

The trip which sent him against the wall, knocked him breathless and rendered his legs weak beneath him. He cursed softly as he clutched his chest, knees crashing to the floor.

That smarted. He should have known better. Since coming to this dreaded, back-of-the-sink world, his very cosmic identity was replaced by a dull shadow; weak, cold and barely there. Here, he was powerless. That hurt and angered now more than ever.

When he raised his head enough to throw a glance at Sephiroth, again, relaxation was practically his middle name. Growling softly, the redhead threw his best scowl across as he helped himself up with the help of the chapped wall.

Whatever the hell was going on now, it seemed to involve more and more people by the minute. It was the kind of attention Genesis was never known to include himself into. He blamed that man over there; standing by, talking to that thing as if it meant something to him. If it did, it was sure as hell beyond Genesis' knowledge. That just made him want to snap at the silver-haired observer, to tell him things that would go deep into his bone; things he had never heard himself say before.

But, when his attention snapped to the ecstatically-charged movements of Vincent...he appeared as if wanting to crush his own head by the way he'd gripped it.

Something cold and detached in Genesis had most certainly hoped he would...though, he kept his words to himself, only taking to flick his eyes over to Sephiroth.

"Well then, hero..." He tried, eyes narrowing with his glare to the man as he shifted his footing, "If you wish to stay and exercise your chances at sugar-coating your attacker...I won't stop you. Really. I won't." Yeah, the frustration was too obvious for anyone to ignore, especially Genesis himself.

He was fucking tired, and that was all there was to it.

Giving out a soft sigh, he closed his eyes for a moment, before heading towards Sephiroth's place of standing and walking past him -- not even offering another glance.

"...just, don't take too long. I'm not wont to leave the door open at 3 in the morning.*

Not that he was worried. No way, not him. Definitely not.

[godamongmortals]

Sephiroth frowned, almost snarling in anger, as his attempt at distraction failed and he saw Genesis get attacked. But Genesis was a grown man and a SOLDIER First Class. He could handle a beating. Sephiroth just did not want to see those claws rip him open. That would be a most unwelcome sight.

And then Vincent turned on him, claws raised on level with his head and Sephiroth instinctively jerked backwards to avoid being hit. But the strike did not come down. Something had made him stop dead, seconds from tearing Sephiroth's face off.

The silver haired man stared him down, watching silently as the man within warred with the beast who had taken control.

He was aware of Genesis getting up and walking past him and he heard the words loud and clear but he did not dare take his eyes off the dangerous, inhuman figure in front of him. He didn't glare after the man as he wished to. It was not Genesis's fault that he did not know what Vincent Valentine was to him - stepfather, annoyance and someone he could respect though he barely liked the man. The monster inside Valentine was a different matter, of course, but Sephiroth could not, would not, allow any lasting harm to come to him for Lucrecia's sake if nothing more, no matter how long it took. If Genesis locked him out of their room, so be it.

"He is my stepfather, Genesis," Sephiroth said quietly, not wishing to provoke another attack if Valentine was going to go for his face again. "He married my mother."

He switched his attention fully back to Valentine. "You remember her, don't you? Lucrecia Crescent. And your friend here, Yuffie Kisaragi. Who could forget her?"

The silver haired man's tone implied that he would quite happily forget Yuffie if that were possible but he mentioned her because she was there and could help bring Vincent back to himself probably better than Sephiroth could. They were hardly the best of friends since they could barely tolerate each others presence at the best of times but Yuffie would know him better. His gaze flicked briefly to the ninja girl, standing there with a war fan, and wondered what, if anything , she was planning to do.

[optionalbadass]

It really had gotten to the point that Yuffie could pinpoint the exact moment when someone dismissed her as no threat. There was a certain shifting, or they'd stop keeping her in their sights; as if she suddenly didn't exist. And boy, it made her mad every single time. She sent a dark look after the man in red, though him leaving could really only help at this point, and went back to the important people in this.

Who were... talking. That was weird. Actually, seeing Sephiroth do anything but mutter weird stuff about Jenova or laugh at them was never going to get any less disturbing, as much as she'd managed to adjust to living in the same building as the guy for over a month. Seeing whatever he was saying work was even weirder. There had been that moment of recognition when she'd first appeared from Vincent, but it figured he'd be difficult and need more than her brilliant self to snap out of it.

"T-that's right!" She recovered quickly, running around to catch Vincent's eye even as she pulled a face at Sephiroth for his veiled insult, "Hey! Remember Nero? When he did that dark dimension magic, and I freaked out? I still haven't paid you back for that, so you'd better not lose it before I can-." After a moment's struggle with self-preservation, she leaned in to shake one finger severely under his nose, a little too close to fangs for her liking, but what was a girl to do, "And besides, I don't think you're allowed to out-crazy Sephiroth. He'll get jealous."

[optionalwangst]

Almost as if he were a child throwing a tantrum, the red-cloaked man threw himself forward and slammed still-glowing palms onto the concrete, the claws cracking the hardened rock some. Whatever humanity was left inside of him, it was fighting. And Chaos didn't like it. Not fully understanding the others' words, the ex-Turk snarled and attempted a swipe at the young girl, the movement only half-heartedly as he continued to struggle with himself. There was... something inside of him. Something telling him to leave the ninja girl alone. At that moment, he couldn't fully grasp why exactly, but he couldn't bring himself to kill her.

One left. The silver one was still standing.

If he couldn't take her out, then he'd just go for the alternative.

Pushing the girl out of the way, he charged, somewhat faster than before, and attempted another swipe at the silver-haired man, digging sharp fangs into the other man's shoulder if that failed. If he was going to attack, he needed something, and the girl was off-limits. Leaping back, the ex-Turk gave out another inhuman roar before charging again, determined to make this human dead.

[godamongmortals]

Sephiroth was convinced Yuffie was either mad, supremely confident that she would not get attacked or both as she confronted Vincent the way she did. He wondered if she counted herself lucky to be pushed out of the way because he certainly didn't.

Vincent's teeth sank deeply into his shoulder and Sephiroth cried out in pain, sinking to his knees under the attack. His sword dropped from his hand and clanged on the ground, leaving Sephiroth defenceless.

"Valen...tine..." he gasped out, grimacing in pain and glaring at the monster.

As the creature roared, Sephiroth readied himself to jump away. He got back to his feet a bit unsteadily and only succeeded in stumbling sideways as Chaos charged.

[optionalbadass]

Oh, that jerk. Never listening to her, then he goes and bites... sure, she didn't try too hard to stifle the surge of satisfaction, but it wasn't like anyone expected her not to be vindictive. Then again, she was meant to be under the same truce, and this really was getting out of hand. Something was still keeping him from attacking a friend, even though he was glowing with the Limit and, you know, had just bitten Sephiroth. She was willing to let that go, but the fact remained that he had given her an advantage, and what kind of ninja was she if she let it slide?

In the short time it took her to work that out, and a few seconds before she could stop and remember what a bad idea it was, she was over to him again - Yuffie Kisaragi, best Vincent-catcher there is - and between him and Sephiroth.

"Sorry about this," she managed, before drawing her hand back like an angry snake and then slapping him as hard as she could; the sound of her palm connecting actually produced a sound loud enough to echo. She lowered her arm, but didn't step back or look any less determined.

[optionalwangst]

Perfect! The silver one was weakening. Time to go in for the kill, if the alarming amount of blood splattering all over the concrete was any indication. Smirking devilishly, the red-cloaked man snarled and charged forward once more, claws extended...

Until something got in his path and hit him hard in the face.

In an almost dog-like whine, the ex-Turk went down hard, hitting the concrete with a solid thud and landing on his bad arm. Disoriented, confused, and overall dazed, the man attempted to pick himself up clumsily swaying from the effort. The crimson aura around him began to fade, though it was still lightly there. The metallic claw of the gauntlet scraped against the concrete, almost as if he were in pain, and he shook his head.

Through the red haze, he managed to make out a face. Female. Black hair. Weird clothes.

And a fan.

"Yu... ffie..." He managed, falling back to the ground gently and curling up in pain. "...wha.. t's... happen... ing?"

[godamongmortals]

Despite the angry humiliation over the fact that he was apparently being saved by Yuffie of all people, Sephiroth had to give her credit for being courageous. He wasn't sure of anyone else who could just slap Chaos the way she just had.

And it seemed to have worked too. Vincent was becoming himself again. Just as well, because Sephiroth was not sure he could fight in his condition. Weakening from pain and blood loss, he sank to his knees, breathing harshly.

This was very far from what he had originally intended. Distracted Valentine, draw him back away from Genesis and avoid getting hit himself. That had been Sephiroth's plan. But here here he was, bleeding profusely from two wounds. If he did not receive help soon, there was a danger he would pass out - a phenomenally bad idea anywhere in Manhattan, never mind in front of someone having trouble regaining control of their humanity and was the cause of his injuries.

[talebeyonddeath]

Nothing. Vincent had said it was nothing. Auron hadn't believed him then, and the entry Vincent had made not long after only validated his suspicions. The warrior hadn't even bothered to reply. There was no time for that. Whatever it was that was happening, it left no room for wait. He only read over the rest of the replies to learn where the red-cloaked man was headed.

Unfortunately, he had been waylaid by a few crabs on the way there. There were only a couple of them, and, as such, it didn't take him too long to dispatch them, but it was obvious by the time he had reached the small group that had surrounded what he could only assume was Vincent behind the red glow and pain.

Auron skidded to a halt as he approached them, looking between each of the individuals carefully. There was still a tension in the air, and because of that tension Auron kept up his guard. There was no telling if something would go wrong. Other than that, the swordsman remained silent. Either someone would explain or something would happen to explain. There was no need for him to ask.

[angeliquerebel]

He told her to stay away, but as far as Rinoa was concerned that had only been a suggestion from Vincent and she could decide whether she followed it or not, obviously she had decided not to plus she had told him that she was going anyway and she was never one to fail to a promise and she wasn't going to start now, not especially when she considered that a friend was in trouble and needed help and sincerely she really wasn't the type of person that wouldn't help a person that needed it.

The sorceress considered it a small blessing that on her way over she hadn't encountered a crab, because something told her that she was probably getting herself in something more serious and dangerous than simple crabs, which she pretty much confirmed when she arrived at the place and she could hardly believe what she was seeing, before grey eyes looked at the people that were in the place and she could only recognize Sephiroth, that looked badly wounded, before her eyes fell on which she concluded was Vincent.

"Hmm, so much for not needing help." Her voice was very soft and she wasn't sure if anyone had heard her, but she was sure that they will be aware of her presence and that someone might try to explain things to her, despite that the atmosphere was far from calm, the sorceress still tried to keep her composure, while at the least casting a small protect spell on herself just in case she was caught off guard.