A Twisted Fairytale
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Final Fantasy VII › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,214
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Chapter 6
Disclaimer: Own Final Fantasy and its characters, I do not. Want them, you bet you’re sweet ass I do.
The pilot was escorted inside Godo’s private study where two powerful men anxiously awaited his arrival.
“You have news?!” Godo impulsively expressed his concern for his daughter.
Cid thought he had the upper hand, “Depends on what you’re willin’ to offer.”
Rufus stepped in before the king could make a rash offer. “Do you know where the princess is located or not?”
His cocky smirk faded into a serious scowl. “Not anymore, but I know who she’s with.”
~~
She woke up next to an unfamiliar warmth. Afraid to check, her mind searched for possible solutions. The last thing she remembered was that demon… was it a dream? Her surroundings appeared to be a bedroom, a hotel room.
She shot up immediately; her ankles and wrists were expertly bound. A figure in black lay beside her. She warily peeked over to see his face…
Vincent! She was in bed with Vincent Valentine!
Her elevated joy came to a halt with realization, ‘Wait,’ the ninja thought, ‘this isn’t right.’
How did they get there? Why were they there? What happened last night? Why the fuck was she tied up?!
The answers lied within the sleeping man next to her… hopefully.
With secured hands, she nudged his shoulder.
“Vincent, wake up,” she hissed, highly agitated.
He suddenly pinned her to the bed and forced her into a bruising kiss. She nervously pushed him off.
“W-what are you doing?”
“I want you,” the man on top of her purred.
“Why am I tied up?” she demanded.
Without batting an eye he replied, “I kidnapped you.”
“This isn’t funny anymore.”
She attempted to get up, but he pulled the small-framed woman back to him with ease. His eyes flashed yellow only for a second.
She gasped, “You’re not Vincent!”
~~
Vincent Valentine was all over the news. He was labeled things like: kidnapper, monster, terrorist, vampire, killer. The nation was in an uproar. Their hatred being manipulated by the media and the imagination of the young Shinra.
Find Vincent Valentine. Save their princess.
~~
“You stole his face!”
In panic, she ran. Out the door, through the hallway, she stopped suddenly in the lobby. Bodies were scattered around the room. Their faces distorted and bloodied. The scent of blood and decay filled her nostrils bringing on a wave of nausea. He came up behind her and slammed her into a wall.
“Why?!” she screamed, trying her best to fight him off.
Her fist met with his jaw and his head jerked. He looked back at her with hungry eyes. He held her there against the wall forcing her to meet his gaze. Her body shivered involuntarily. A strange sensation snaked through her body, filling her completely.
“What are you doing to me?” Her breath was ragged.
“I’m molding you, princess.”
His breath felt cold against her feverish skin. Her eyes were fastened shut. It felt like every bone in her body was breaking. His weight seemed to crush her. Her legs gave, but the monster continued to hold her there in her torment.
Then it all stopped. Relief washed over her as the pain subsided and her body returned to normal.
“Run away from me,” she heard his soft voice in her ear.
Her eyes opened to meet with apologetic ones. He released his hold on the small woman.
“Vincent?” Her mind must have been fooling her. She lifted her hand to touch him.
“I said run!” the gunman screamed at her.
She obliged, leaving the hotel’s lobby onto a narrow, nearly empty street. She paid no attention to the locals pointing and staring at the frightened girl. She reached an alley where she could catch her breath and take in the situation. She looked at her environment. Wutai!? Why was she in Wutai?
A few people came around the corner, an older woman and a few young men. They recognized her. She heard a gasp from the woman and a word that she had come to despise.
“Princess.”
~~
What had he done?! Chaos allowed his memories to flood Vincent’s mind. Images of Yuffie in pain underneath him, screaming, crying, bleeding. It was too much to take. In horror he bent of over and release the contents of his stomach.
He thought he was in control. How many times had this happened? He couldn’t put the image of the innocent young woman being violated by that demon out of his mind. He tried to think… of anything.
The promateria? Wasn’t it supposed to prevent this. His mind wandered to the last time he’d seen Lucrecia alive. The devil wanted her then, wanted to destroy her, but she suppressed it. She had brought him back.
He touched his chest. He could feel the materia’s power fading. How could this have happened?
Vincent lost it. Would it go after Yuffie again? He had to figure a way to stop him. Knowing that he was immortal, suicide wasn’t an option.
The stench of corpses distracted him. He needed to leave this place. Clear his head. Get far away from Yuffie.
~~
“I was so worried!” Godo said as wrapped his arms around the shaking girl.
He was uncharacteristically joyful. Normally the two fought like cats and dogs. The townspeople had managed to persuade Yuffie back. She decided that she could find a way out of the engagement later. Right now she just needed rest.
“Come now! Let’s get you cleaned up!”
She was hustled away by handmaids. They stripped her, scrubbed her, primped her, and dressed her. She was twisted and turned, up and down, moved this way and that, shaken and stirred, delicate hands everywhere. The princess was so exhausted that she allowed this without protest.
‘He probably wants to show off that I’m back or something.’ she thought.
She was put in a traditional Wutain kimono. They attempted to fix her short hair into some form of updo with no avail, so they gave up, simply putting a flower behind her ear.
One of the older ladies looked over her approvingly.
“You look so nice, dear.” She spoke softly. “Your fiancé will be impressed, I’m sure.”
With that, Yuffie was rushed out the door. This time she pitched quite a fit up till the point when she was face to face with Rufus Shinra.
To be continued…
Author Note: My internet is down so updates are slow. Hope you enjoy this chapter! Maybe a wedding in the next one? Hah! We’ll just have to see. I’m kind of playing it by ear, but I have a good idea. Review please!
The pilot was escorted inside Godo’s private study where two powerful men anxiously awaited his arrival.
“You have news?!” Godo impulsively expressed his concern for his daughter.
Cid thought he had the upper hand, “Depends on what you’re willin’ to offer.”
Rufus stepped in before the king could make a rash offer. “Do you know where the princess is located or not?”
His cocky smirk faded into a serious scowl. “Not anymore, but I know who she’s with.”
~~
She woke up next to an unfamiliar warmth. Afraid to check, her mind searched for possible solutions. The last thing she remembered was that demon… was it a dream? Her surroundings appeared to be a bedroom, a hotel room.
She shot up immediately; her ankles and wrists were expertly bound. A figure in black lay beside her. She warily peeked over to see his face…
Vincent! She was in bed with Vincent Valentine!
Her elevated joy came to a halt with realization, ‘Wait,’ the ninja thought, ‘this isn’t right.’
How did they get there? Why were they there? What happened last night? Why the fuck was she tied up?!
The answers lied within the sleeping man next to her… hopefully.
With secured hands, she nudged his shoulder.
“Vincent, wake up,” she hissed, highly agitated.
He suddenly pinned her to the bed and forced her into a bruising kiss. She nervously pushed him off.
“W-what are you doing?”
“I want you,” the man on top of her purred.
“Why am I tied up?” she demanded.
Without batting an eye he replied, “I kidnapped you.”
“This isn’t funny anymore.”
She attempted to get up, but he pulled the small-framed woman back to him with ease. His eyes flashed yellow only for a second.
She gasped, “You’re not Vincent!”
~~
Vincent Valentine was all over the news. He was labeled things like: kidnapper, monster, terrorist, vampire, killer. The nation was in an uproar. Their hatred being manipulated by the media and the imagination of the young Shinra.
Find Vincent Valentine. Save their princess.
~~
“You stole his face!”
In panic, she ran. Out the door, through the hallway, she stopped suddenly in the lobby. Bodies were scattered around the room. Their faces distorted and bloodied. The scent of blood and decay filled her nostrils bringing on a wave of nausea. He came up behind her and slammed her into a wall.
“Why?!” she screamed, trying her best to fight him off.
Her fist met with his jaw and his head jerked. He looked back at her with hungry eyes. He held her there against the wall forcing her to meet his gaze. Her body shivered involuntarily. A strange sensation snaked through her body, filling her completely.
“What are you doing to me?” Her breath was ragged.
“I’m molding you, princess.”
His breath felt cold against her feverish skin. Her eyes were fastened shut. It felt like every bone in her body was breaking. His weight seemed to crush her. Her legs gave, but the monster continued to hold her there in her torment.
Then it all stopped. Relief washed over her as the pain subsided and her body returned to normal.
“Run away from me,” she heard his soft voice in her ear.
Her eyes opened to meet with apologetic ones. He released his hold on the small woman.
“Vincent?” Her mind must have been fooling her. She lifted her hand to touch him.
“I said run!” the gunman screamed at her.
She obliged, leaving the hotel’s lobby onto a narrow, nearly empty street. She paid no attention to the locals pointing and staring at the frightened girl. She reached an alley where she could catch her breath and take in the situation. She looked at her environment. Wutai!? Why was she in Wutai?
A few people came around the corner, an older woman and a few young men. They recognized her. She heard a gasp from the woman and a word that she had come to despise.
“Princess.”
~~
What had he done?! Chaos allowed his memories to flood Vincent’s mind. Images of Yuffie in pain underneath him, screaming, crying, bleeding. It was too much to take. In horror he bent of over and release the contents of his stomach.
He thought he was in control. How many times had this happened? He couldn’t put the image of the innocent young woman being violated by that demon out of his mind. He tried to think… of anything.
The promateria? Wasn’t it supposed to prevent this. His mind wandered to the last time he’d seen Lucrecia alive. The devil wanted her then, wanted to destroy her, but she suppressed it. She had brought him back.
He touched his chest. He could feel the materia’s power fading. How could this have happened?
Vincent lost it. Would it go after Yuffie again? He had to figure a way to stop him. Knowing that he was immortal, suicide wasn’t an option.
The stench of corpses distracted him. He needed to leave this place. Clear his head. Get far away from Yuffie.
~~
“I was so worried!” Godo said as wrapped his arms around the shaking girl.
He was uncharacteristically joyful. Normally the two fought like cats and dogs. The townspeople had managed to persuade Yuffie back. She decided that she could find a way out of the engagement later. Right now she just needed rest.
“Come now! Let’s get you cleaned up!”
She was hustled away by handmaids. They stripped her, scrubbed her, primped her, and dressed her. She was twisted and turned, up and down, moved this way and that, shaken and stirred, delicate hands everywhere. The princess was so exhausted that she allowed this without protest.
‘He probably wants to show off that I’m back or something.’ she thought.
She was put in a traditional Wutain kimono. They attempted to fix her short hair into some form of updo with no avail, so they gave up, simply putting a flower behind her ear.
One of the older ladies looked over her approvingly.
“You look so nice, dear.” She spoke softly. “Your fiancé will be impressed, I’m sure.”
With that, Yuffie was rushed out the door. This time she pitched quite a fit up till the point when she was face to face with Rufus Shinra.
To be continued…
Author Note: My internet is down so updates are slow. Hope you enjoy this chapter! Maybe a wedding in the next one? Hah! We’ll just have to see. I’m kind of playing it by ear, but I have a good idea. Review please!