Crimson moon
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Final Fantasy VII › Het - Male/Female
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,213
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
My new master
Time for the shout outs… I was told this may get more reviews…
To PipeRifel, thank your for help in correcting errors that I didn’t catch your flame isn’t a review, thus was removed because I do not tolerate rudeness, and I am not a pushover thus I further request that you attempt to restrain your anger and waste the energy on something more important.
(Do you need ice?)
As for Rick and Emey your youthful karma is welcome and I spent hours thinking about rather I should make this serious or not so I do hope you like the future chapters as much as you did the beginning.
The onion thing is very uber important.
“Dracula?”
“Oh that’s right you don’t know who Dracula is, let me put it this way before Shinra there was this one man called vlad the impeller, my father, who was believed to be dead started the worst controversy when he reentered society under the name Ameallious Dracula. He thin claimed that vampires did in fact exist and as punishment for the crime of forgetting slaughtered millions of humans, most of whom were proven crime lords and murders. He reminded the world that vampires were real and set in the hearts of the world a fear… all but one, professor Moors Hojo gats. I believe you have met his descendant.”
“Professor Gats, a well known geneticist even now.”
“Exactly, that same professor who had a daughter I believe you also know her do you not.”
Vincent realigned his weapon. “Enough what are you really here for?”
“There was just recently enough blood in the air to revive me. I was asleep for years. My poor feedling, you haven’t a clue as to what you have become and I blame Hojo. You see if I had a choice I would have chosen you as a feedling, unlike myself, I was born what I am. You however were given my blood in hops that your status would improve. Unlike the other injections the Terks had, you were also injected with Jenova cells and Miko, the energy that makes up life-force. In other words you were forced to undergo the transformation. You had the dead cells in you that my blood needed and the life-force to undergo a transformation. There for you my precious have become mine.”
Vincent was backed into a corner something was telling him that she spoke the truth he was no longer human and if she wasn’t lining than there was no telling what else wasn’t a lie.
“There will be a sanguine moon tonight, a bloody moon, now is not the time there is grate evil rising, there may be no stopping it. I will ask you a favor. Tonight I need you to ensure nothing comes into contact with me, I shall retreat back to my coffin till night I require you to be a good feedling and get some sleep yourself. You will need what strength the rest will offer.”
“I will see to getting you some new garments, what you are wearing now will make you noticed for sure, and as you wish master I will try to get some sleep.” The sound of his own voice saying something strange to him was new but there was this vibe almost pleasure coming from the woman standing near her coffin, it didn’t take long for her to retreat into the shadows of the wooden box. He left to do as he had said, mostly because he knew there was no way out he knew she was there and she would know where he ran. There was no escape a woman had caught him all because of Hojo. This was in a way a new life for him, a new existence, he had to learn how to be like her, or he will become easy pray.
To PipeRifel, thank your for help in correcting errors that I didn’t catch your flame isn’t a review, thus was removed because I do not tolerate rudeness, and I am not a pushover thus I further request that you attempt to restrain your anger and waste the energy on something more important.
(Do you need ice?)
As for Rick and Emey your youthful karma is welcome and I spent hours thinking about rather I should make this serious or not so I do hope you like the future chapters as much as you did the beginning.
The onion thing is very uber important.
“Dracula?”
“Oh that’s right you don’t know who Dracula is, let me put it this way before Shinra there was this one man called vlad the impeller, my father, who was believed to be dead started the worst controversy when he reentered society under the name Ameallious Dracula. He thin claimed that vampires did in fact exist and as punishment for the crime of forgetting slaughtered millions of humans, most of whom were proven crime lords and murders. He reminded the world that vampires were real and set in the hearts of the world a fear… all but one, professor Moors Hojo gats. I believe you have met his descendant.”
“Professor Gats, a well known geneticist even now.”
“Exactly, that same professor who had a daughter I believe you also know her do you not.”
Vincent realigned his weapon. “Enough what are you really here for?”
“There was just recently enough blood in the air to revive me. I was asleep for years. My poor feedling, you haven’t a clue as to what you have become and I blame Hojo. You see if I had a choice I would have chosen you as a feedling, unlike myself, I was born what I am. You however were given my blood in hops that your status would improve. Unlike the other injections the Terks had, you were also injected with Jenova cells and Miko, the energy that makes up life-force. In other words you were forced to undergo the transformation. You had the dead cells in you that my blood needed and the life-force to undergo a transformation. There for you my precious have become mine.”
Vincent was backed into a corner something was telling him that she spoke the truth he was no longer human and if she wasn’t lining than there was no telling what else wasn’t a lie.
“There will be a sanguine moon tonight, a bloody moon, now is not the time there is grate evil rising, there may be no stopping it. I will ask you a favor. Tonight I need you to ensure nothing comes into contact with me, I shall retreat back to my coffin till night I require you to be a good feedling and get some sleep yourself. You will need what strength the rest will offer.”
“I will see to getting you some new garments, what you are wearing now will make you noticed for sure, and as you wish master I will try to get some sleep.” The sound of his own voice saying something strange to him was new but there was this vibe almost pleasure coming from the woman standing near her coffin, it didn’t take long for her to retreat into the shadows of the wooden box. He left to do as he had said, mostly because he knew there was no way out he knew she was there and she would know where he ran. There was no escape a woman had caught him all because of Hojo. This was in a way a new life for him, a new existence, he had to learn how to be like her, or he will become easy pray.