Dark World, Chapter in Progress
Alright, I'm currently working on Dark World, Chapter 4. This is what I have so far. Once the chapter is finished, I'll upload it ot fanfiction.net. Click the URl below to read the first three chapters!
http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=487392
Dark World
Chapter 4: I Never Want to Wake Up
Chapter Song Quote
RENO
Pain. It hurt like a fucking Hellfire! Blood ran down my shoulder, washed quickly away by a sweet, morbid rain. It fell from the heavens, a silent testimony of morning. But I was laughing. Laughing like a mad bastard. The man with yellow teeth would never laugh again. He lay in a pool of his own blood, sans half his skull. A spattering of grey matter laid about him. I only smiled.
Tseng had come out of it. He stared in shock at the dead man, then rose shakily to his feet. I noticed that he seemed slightly more clear headed. It was most gratifying to watch my former boss walk across the blood and rain to kick the fresh corpse sharply in the ribs. Tseng's slanted eyes narrowed as he spat upon the man at his feet.
"Mason... you son of a bitch." he wihspered darkly, turning his back upon the dead man and laying his dark eyes upon me.
I stood, clutching at my throbbing shoulder. I guessed that Mason was yellow-teeth's name. But that wasn't important. I met Tseng's gaze. "Good to have you back." I laughed, throwing on my shit-eating grin, as if nothing in the world mattered.
Tseng gazed sternly into my eyes. The rain poured down on us. Elena laid dead not ten feet from me, and Rude's body was alone, left behind.
Yet, I managed to chuckle. "Let's get out of here."
---
YUFFIE
Okay... so, like, this isn't how I EXPECTED things to happen, I mean, GAWD, what am I, a fortune teller? Like I know what's going to happen? Yeah, whatever!
Anyways, so, dad's like, mega pissed off at me, you know? And I'm just standing there smiling, trying to pretend nothing's wrong. I knew I was busted. So, so busted. Dad does this THING with his eye brows when he's dissapointed in me. You know how some people can raise one eye brow - just one, not both, ONE? Yeah, he did that. That is SO unnerving. I knew I was in for it. Sooooo much trouble, ohgawdohgawdohgawd! I was so damned dead that they'd have to make up a new catagory of deceased just to classify me!
"..I'm certain you can explain yourself young lady?" That... eyebrow... was still.... up....
I gulped, "Explain? Sure! Of course! Eh-Heh.." Eyebrow still up. Thiiiiink fast! "You see, it was.. just..." I gestured vaguely with my hands, "laying there, you know? I didn't figure it belonged to anyone, so I thought I'd give it a good home and soIpickeditupand-"
Dad cut me off. "...What are you babbling about?"
"WELL! Ah, I, you see, the thing is..." I blundered for somethign to say.
"Yuffie." I froze. "...Why did you give me this burnt toast? You can see quite clearly that it's burnt to a crisp."
I swear my jaw dropped clear to the floor. I thought he caught me at - well, erm, anyways, I thought I was dead meat, and he was going on about toast? That whole thirty minute speech about repsonsability was about TOAST? I could have laughed. I was so NOT dead it wasn't funny! I was so damned alive that I was free! I was okay! YES! I got away with i-
"Yuffie, were you stealing my money again?"
I was dead.
---
ERI
I lounged back, eyes narrowed as the report was finished. I signed inwardly, yet held my face smooth. Sipping at my dark wine, I only stared at the black-clad man who kneeled before me. He was a handsome man, his slender but well-toned body sequestered away in all that flowing black. He was like a living shadow, my Darkness. My killer in the night. He had sworn himself to me years ago, and been most faithful to my cause. Yet, with the recent change in world-wide events, my cause too had come to an abrupt metamorphisis.
Darkness was a strange man. In the years of our aquaintance, I had seen him unmasked very few times, and never had I seen him with his guard down. He held my intrest as the flame will hold the moth... Who had he been? Why did he choose to fight for my cause? I only knew that he had come from somewhere within the nation of Wutai.. Yes, my homeland was once more it's own nation.
I pushed my thought aside, and rose from my chair, signaling for Darkness too to stand. "You have done well." I congratulated him. "But, there is much work left to do.. Now that Tseng is out of our grip, we must find some other way to achieve our goals.."
http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=487392
Dark World
Chapter 4: I Never Want to Wake Up
Chapter Song Quote
RENO
Pain. It hurt like a fucking Hellfire! Blood ran down my shoulder, washed quickly away by a sweet, morbid rain. It fell from the heavens, a silent testimony of morning. But I was laughing. Laughing like a mad bastard. The man with yellow teeth would never laugh again. He lay in a pool of his own blood, sans half his skull. A spattering of grey matter laid about him. I only smiled.
Tseng had come out of it. He stared in shock at the dead man, then rose shakily to his feet. I noticed that he seemed slightly more clear headed. It was most gratifying to watch my former boss walk across the blood and rain to kick the fresh corpse sharply in the ribs. Tseng's slanted eyes narrowed as he spat upon the man at his feet.
"Mason... you son of a bitch." he wihspered darkly, turning his back upon the dead man and laying his dark eyes upon me.
I stood, clutching at my throbbing shoulder. I guessed that Mason was yellow-teeth's name. But that wasn't important. I met Tseng's gaze. "Good to have you back." I laughed, throwing on my shit-eating grin, as if nothing in the world mattered.
Tseng gazed sternly into my eyes. The rain poured down on us. Elena laid dead not ten feet from me, and Rude's body was alone, left behind.
Yet, I managed to chuckle. "Let's get out of here."
---
YUFFIE
Okay... so, like, this isn't how I EXPECTED things to happen, I mean, GAWD, what am I, a fortune teller? Like I know what's going to happen? Yeah, whatever!
Anyways, so, dad's like, mega pissed off at me, you know? And I'm just standing there smiling, trying to pretend nothing's wrong. I knew I was busted. So, so busted. Dad does this THING with his eye brows when he's dissapointed in me. You know how some people can raise one eye brow - just one, not both, ONE? Yeah, he did that. That is SO unnerving. I knew I was in for it. Sooooo much trouble, ohgawdohgawdohgawd! I was so damned dead that they'd have to make up a new catagory of deceased just to classify me!
"..I'm certain you can explain yourself young lady?" That... eyebrow... was still.... up....
I gulped, "Explain? Sure! Of course! Eh-Heh.." Eyebrow still up. Thiiiiink fast! "You see, it was.. just..." I gestured vaguely with my hands, "laying there, you know? I didn't figure it belonged to anyone, so I thought I'd give it a good home and soIpickeditupand-"
Dad cut me off. "...What are you babbling about?"
"WELL! Ah, I, you see, the thing is..." I blundered for somethign to say.
"Yuffie." I froze. "...Why did you give me this burnt toast? You can see quite clearly that it's burnt to a crisp."
I swear my jaw dropped clear to the floor. I thought he caught me at - well, erm, anyways, I thought I was dead meat, and he was going on about toast? That whole thirty minute speech about repsonsability was about TOAST? I could have laughed. I was so NOT dead it wasn't funny! I was so damned alive that I was free! I was okay! YES! I got away with i-
"Yuffie, were you stealing my money again?"
I was dead.
---
ERI
I lounged back, eyes narrowed as the report was finished. I signed inwardly, yet held my face smooth. Sipping at my dark wine, I only stared at the black-clad man who kneeled before me. He was a handsome man, his slender but well-toned body sequestered away in all that flowing black. He was like a living shadow, my Darkness. My killer in the night. He had sworn himself to me years ago, and been most faithful to my cause. Yet, with the recent change in world-wide events, my cause too had come to an abrupt metamorphisis.
Darkness was a strange man. In the years of our aquaintance, I had seen him unmasked very few times, and never had I seen him with his guard down. He held my intrest as the flame will hold the moth... Who had he been? Why did he choose to fight for my cause? I only knew that he had come from somewhere within the nation of Wutai.. Yes, my homeland was once more it's own nation.
I pushed my thought aside, and rose from my chair, signaling for Darkness too to stand. "You have done well." I congratulated him. "But, there is much work left to do.. Now that Tseng is out of our grip, we must find some other way to achieve our goals.."