Valkyrie Cross - Chapter Seven
The sound of the door swinging shut and locking behind her quickly brought Yuffie's attention away from the young man. She whirled around, ready to yell at whichever guy had tried to scare her, but she was stopped by who she saw.
It was neither Vincent nor Cid, but a woman. She had silver hair and deep brown eyes that were protected by glasses that gave her the look of an intellectual. She was beautiful, with finely cut facial features and creamy pale skin that was unblemished by any type of mark, save for a mole about an inch below her left eye. She was shapely and wore a pair of black slacks and a shirt that was unbuttoned to a point that it showed off just a hint of cleavage. Yuffie assumed the woman was an employee at the inn. The woman's expression was mild, considering the fact that she had found a stranger in the basement of the inn at two in the morning. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice soft but authoritative.
"Uhm sorry I didn't mean to trespass, but
Valkyrie Cross - Chapter Six
"This had to be your best idea tonight. I've never had so much f#&*%n fun wandering around in the darkness, wondering what I'm going to run into next."
"GAWD! Drop it already! You didn't have to come down here."
"Someone has to be here to save your skinny ass."
Voices again cut through the haze of his sleep and he rose from his resting place. These voices were different from the other ones. Somehow familiar almost too familiar.
"OWW! Dammit Cid, that's my FOOT!"
"If it weren't so dark in here I wouldn't have stepped on you!"
"Bleck! Do you ever brush your teeth, you smell like an ashtray? Don't breathe on me!"
Oh dear God, why me? thought the man, shaking his head. It just wasn't fair. With the resigned sigh of a man walking to his own execution, he made his way effortlessly through the darkness. His eyes had been augmented through Professor Hojo's experimentation and he could make out much that the normal human eye could not. When he reached his
Valkyrie Cross - Chapter Three
"I trust this will be suitable for you doctor?"
"This is an amazing laboratory. And all of these books? No wonder Professor Hojo worked here for so long. Even now the facilities are almost state of the art. Thank you Mr. Ashford. I appreciate this to no end."
He heard the voices long before their footsteps approached the door. He pushed himself up and out of his resting place, listening intently to their conversation. Slowly he strode closed to the door, melting into the shadows of the room, like a wraith born from the darkness. There he stood, listening.
"Well doctor, I am very interested in your type of research. Cloning and such. I find it all to be very exciting!"
Footsteps. Coming down the hall and towards the room in which the man hid. He moved swiftly but silently, reaching up to grab hold of a rafter. He then pulled himself gracefully up into a thick darkness that seemed to swallow him whole.
"Again, thank you Mr. Ashford."
They were right out
Valkyrie Cross - Chapter Two
The mansion stood as it had since the great fire, tall and imposing. The twisted gate had been replaced, and the nicely landscaped lawn diminished the dark, foreboding aura of the building. After the fall of ShinRa Inc, a local entrepreneur bought the mansion and it had been completely restored. When the restoration was complete, the building was then converted into the newly opened Nibelheim Inn.
Yuffie gazed at the ceiling as she entered the inn, her breath caught in her throat as memories assailed her. All those ridiculous puzzles, songs to play on some piano, the safe, and then having to defeat a rather strange looking creature just to get a summon materia. She still wasn't sure why they had gone to so much trouble for a single piece of materia. This was also the place where they had chanced upon the ex-Turk Vincent Valentine. What a cheerful wake-up call that had been. Yuffie chuckled at the thought.
"Excuse me, may I offer you some assistance?"
Yuffie turned at
Valkyrie Cross - Chapter One
It was a hot day, but a welcome breeze brought the temperature down to a level pleasant enough to bring young and old out onto the deck of the airship. Feathery clouds drifted aimless across the azure blue sky and the sound of the ship's engines did nothing to drown out the buoyant tone of children's laughter.
A young woman stood leaning against the rail, her dark eyes watching the playful antics and her lips curved in a smile that betrayed her youth. She had just turned eighteen but her father often told her that she was eighteen going on forty. Though considering his own years numbered past forty, they both had an awful large number of fights, for mature adults anyway. Dark brown hair brushed her shoulders gently as the wind ran its invisible hands through it and she shook her head slightly to give the breeze better access. It really was a beautiful day and
she barely had enough time to turn and lean over the rail before she lost the entire contents of her sto