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Destruction's Gate
Destructions gate
Summary: Syrian is a girl from a world where the .hack games are realty, she was sent in search of the legendary destroyer of worlds in order to save hers. Her Twin brother Kite had chosen to entrust her with a twilight bracelet to aid her on her journeys. So what if Hojo decided to give Vincent a little campaign, in order to give him the ultimate 'punishment', A .hack final fantasy cross over wit a demonic twist.
Pairings: Vincent OC paring
Feedback: R+R
Author’s notes: It might be a Mary sue this is an experiment, and I would like to get some feedback on the plotline and stuff.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FF7 or .Hack.
Prologue: from siren to succubus
It hurt to look at him sitting here and yet now she knew, Tsukasa had a burden like Kite did. Thou the wave master would never admit it. There it was alleyways seen, there in his eyes. Tows eyes that she knew betrayed him, he was always so kind yet he did admit to think it fun to run from sliver knight, if you asked Subaru she would say the old tin bucket needed a good run around every now and thin.
She looked at her silent campaign. He was defiantly in the same rut as kite, which felt burdened with a sin only he knew about. It wasn't a matter of choice, heck if she were the one going instead of Syrian she probably would only be missed by Crim and Tsukasa.
Only problem was that Syrian was loved by everyone in the world not just her twin. Tsukasa thought of her as a friend, Crim was the father of the twins and of curse she had to be daddy's girl. Moonstone has a very long heated relationship with the young woman, one witch was broken off because they didn't feel they had any real deep emotions for each other besides lust. Silver knight thought her a foul sorceress that would bring death and destruction to all, but that was his way of saying I care too thou I don't want to show it.
And of curse there was Elk, she couldn't forget the look on his face when he heard about what had to be done. Elk had almost been in tears he cared more for her than any other person, yet she also knew he didn't care for Syrian in that since, he did lover her greatly but he was sure it wasn't in the same lustful since that Moonstone had temporally showed for her. Subaru remembered how the girl didn't cry but simply hugged Elk to spite her daily ritual of glomping him. It almost mad her cry, elk seemed to slip her a pendant she figured was for communication.
Subaru just let it be and waved her old friend a cherry good bye, and afterwards she broke up and cried on Tsukasa's solder. The wave master seemed to understand, he only wanted his friends to be happy and such split- ups like this one were very hard on the more emotional ones. Even he was tempted to cry but he knew Syrian was going to return, either that or they would see her again, just not in the world of the living. It didn't make any since that the planet would brutally attack them without warning, yet there was little that could be done, he just prayed to all the gods she would return to her friends and small family that eagerly awaited her success.
***^^^***^^^as time passes^^^***^^^***
She awoke with a splitting headache. She didn't see the man behind her with the metal pole apparently. She laughed at her own misfortune, and tried to get a grasp on her soundings. From what she could tell she was chinned down to a cold metal surface, with nothing on. 'How lovely' she thought 'wonder if he knows what doom I have planed for his massive egotistical head.'
She remembered getting glimpses of the man in a white coat, the people here were strange. They had no eye markings, they war bazaar clothing and tortured their own by chaining them naked to a metal table. The air was foul and smelled of some strange substance. The water was absolutely not like the clean fresh water back home. She really missed her twin and wanted to glomp Elk like nothing was ever wrong.
But something was indeed wrong, she had been caught and possibly was going to be raped and killed. If she was lucky, she didn't know what this man was up to and something told her she didn't want to know. She wanted to spit at him as he drew near, but instead she just stayed there, knowing very well spiting at the pile of mud could very well make her situation worse. She turned her head away to face the other victim, she swore she would free herself and attempt to free the raven haired man so they could reek there revenge or at lest prevent this from happening to others.
He gave her a week smile of apology before he fell into a strange comma that he was forced into, the white coat had dome something to him, she wanted to bite off the mad man's head for it but had to settle for snapping at his fingers as they cam near.
Hojo wasn't impressed. He roughly grabbed her chin and forced her mouth open. He took out a flashlight and began to examine her fangs and record their growth. They were coming along nicely. He thin healed one red eye open to examine the Meako (sp) fusion. Lovely she was going to be a knockout amidst the shoulders, not that they would be able to lay a hand on her with her master being so protective, the other subject had escaped once in a vane attempt to free the both of them. It was rather ineffective, alls he got was an arm removed in the process a little thing he had done himself!
Hojo was even more impressed when he saw that the added cells to her iris were evolving faster thin expected, he would have to sedate her quickly, the time had arrived for the world to see his creations. His twin masterpieces done he prepared the sedative, the girl didn't seem to know what it was, apparently somewhat frightened but not showing any emotion. She was horribly well trained, but wasn't trained enough. He stuck the needle into her flesh, she hissed and squirmed for a minuet before she showed signs of weakening and fell into a deep comma.
***^^^***^^^30 years later^^^***^^^***
Syrian awoke in a warm dark place. She was too conferrable to move so she just stayed there for a while. At lest she was clothed, she would have possibly freaked if she was still naked and strapped to a cold metal table. She curled closer to the source of warmth in attempts to get more sleep but became curious when it made a sound. She attempted to sit up but banged her head against a hard solid surface.
Her yelp didn’t go unnoticed. the person in the strange place with her pulled her down so he could look at her head. She noticed that it was the raven haired man from the lab. She decided until they were sure there was nothing waiting for them that it would be safest in the box with the raven head. She decided to continue with her pervious plains and try and take another nap, this time the sound of evil laughter prevented her from sleep.
As her companion reached for a hidden weapon she reached for her daggers, glad to find them there he pushed up on the coffin lid. Syrian found it a little humorous that the mad scientist would put them in a coffin must have thought they were dead, either way they were free now. It was then she noticed the strange weapon some of the monsters in her world had. They called it a gun, and it had the potential to do massive damage even kill if used properly.
Vincent looked behind him pleased to see that the girl at least looked intimidating. The since of his pleasure for her obvious intimidation factor sent shivers down her spine. This was just perfect they were walking towards a door waiting for the right time to strike. They were walking blindly into a fight and the Adeline rush was huge excitement compared to the few hours of nap time she originally had planed. The duo made their way into the hall where the commotion seemed to originate. Looking towards the library they saw a gathering of people.
“You stay here, if anything comes out trap it.”
“Yes sir.” She said mockingly * by the way the names Syrian. * She told him mentally, * if you direct your thoughts to me I will be able to pick them up. * He nodded and went forward towards the grouping his gun drawn.
When he reached the group he found that they were preoccupied talking to Sephiroth. He stayed in the shadows prepared to detour him from making an escape other thin his trap. Sure enough Sephiroth threw materia at Cloud and tried to escape via hidden passages. Without thinking he shot directly in fount of the general with desired results. He thin headed for the spiral staircase where Syrian was waiting.
Without knowing it Sephiroth wound up pinned o the ground a sweet looking young woman above him prepared to kill him if she received the command. The others didn’t see this one coming Barret and Red looked at the strange gunman with dumbfound looks on their faces. Cloud had recovered and was wondering what in the hell just happened.
Summary: Syrian is a girl from a world where the .hack games are realty, she was sent in search of the legendary destroyer of worlds in order to save hers. Her Twin brother Kite had chosen to entrust her with a twilight bracelet to aid her on her journeys. So what if Hojo decided to give Vincent a little campaign, in order to give him the ultimate 'punishment', A .hack final fantasy cross over wit a demonic twist.
Pairings: Vincent OC paring
Feedback: R+R
Author’s notes: It might be a Mary sue this is an experiment, and I would like to get some feedback on the plotline and stuff.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FF7 or .Hack.
Prologue: from siren to succubus
It hurt to look at him sitting here and yet now she knew, Tsukasa had a burden like Kite did. Thou the wave master would never admit it. There it was alleyways seen, there in his eyes. Tows eyes that she knew betrayed him, he was always so kind yet he did admit to think it fun to run from sliver knight, if you asked Subaru she would say the old tin bucket needed a good run around every now and thin.
She looked at her silent campaign. He was defiantly in the same rut as kite, which felt burdened with a sin only he knew about. It wasn't a matter of choice, heck if she were the one going instead of Syrian she probably would only be missed by Crim and Tsukasa.
Only problem was that Syrian was loved by everyone in the world not just her twin. Tsukasa thought of her as a friend, Crim was the father of the twins and of curse she had to be daddy's girl. Moonstone has a very long heated relationship with the young woman, one witch was broken off because they didn't feel they had any real deep emotions for each other besides lust. Silver knight thought her a foul sorceress that would bring death and destruction to all, but that was his way of saying I care too thou I don't want to show it.
And of curse there was Elk, she couldn't forget the look on his face when he heard about what had to be done. Elk had almost been in tears he cared more for her than any other person, yet she also knew he didn't care for Syrian in that since, he did lover her greatly but he was sure it wasn't in the same lustful since that Moonstone had temporally showed for her. Subaru remembered how the girl didn't cry but simply hugged Elk to spite her daily ritual of glomping him. It almost mad her cry, elk seemed to slip her a pendant she figured was for communication.
Subaru just let it be and waved her old friend a cherry good bye, and afterwards she broke up and cried on Tsukasa's solder. The wave master seemed to understand, he only wanted his friends to be happy and such split- ups like this one were very hard on the more emotional ones. Even he was tempted to cry but he knew Syrian was going to return, either that or they would see her again, just not in the world of the living. It didn't make any since that the planet would brutally attack them without warning, yet there was little that could be done, he just prayed to all the gods she would return to her friends and small family that eagerly awaited her success.
***^^^***^^^as time passes^^^***^^^***
She awoke with a splitting headache. She didn't see the man behind her with the metal pole apparently. She laughed at her own misfortune, and tried to get a grasp on her soundings. From what she could tell she was chinned down to a cold metal surface, with nothing on. 'How lovely' she thought 'wonder if he knows what doom I have planed for his massive egotistical head.'
She remembered getting glimpses of the man in a white coat, the people here were strange. They had no eye markings, they war bazaar clothing and tortured their own by chaining them naked to a metal table. The air was foul and smelled of some strange substance. The water was absolutely not like the clean fresh water back home. She really missed her twin and wanted to glomp Elk like nothing was ever wrong.
But something was indeed wrong, she had been caught and possibly was going to be raped and killed. If she was lucky, she didn't know what this man was up to and something told her she didn't want to know. She wanted to spit at him as he drew near, but instead she just stayed there, knowing very well spiting at the pile of mud could very well make her situation worse. She turned her head away to face the other victim, she swore she would free herself and attempt to free the raven haired man so they could reek there revenge or at lest prevent this from happening to others.
He gave her a week smile of apology before he fell into a strange comma that he was forced into, the white coat had dome something to him, she wanted to bite off the mad man's head for it but had to settle for snapping at his fingers as they cam near.
Hojo wasn't impressed. He roughly grabbed her chin and forced her mouth open. He took out a flashlight and began to examine her fangs and record their growth. They were coming along nicely. He thin healed one red eye open to examine the Meako (sp) fusion. Lovely she was going to be a knockout amidst the shoulders, not that they would be able to lay a hand on her with her master being so protective, the other subject had escaped once in a vane attempt to free the both of them. It was rather ineffective, alls he got was an arm removed in the process a little thing he had done himself!
Hojo was even more impressed when he saw that the added cells to her iris were evolving faster thin expected, he would have to sedate her quickly, the time had arrived for the world to see his creations. His twin masterpieces done he prepared the sedative, the girl didn't seem to know what it was, apparently somewhat frightened but not showing any emotion. She was horribly well trained, but wasn't trained enough. He stuck the needle into her flesh, she hissed and squirmed for a minuet before she showed signs of weakening and fell into a deep comma.
***^^^***^^^30 years later^^^***^^^***
Syrian awoke in a warm dark place. She was too conferrable to move so she just stayed there for a while. At lest she was clothed, she would have possibly freaked if she was still naked and strapped to a cold metal table. She curled closer to the source of warmth in attempts to get more sleep but became curious when it made a sound. She attempted to sit up but banged her head against a hard solid surface.
Her yelp didn’t go unnoticed. the person in the strange place with her pulled her down so he could look at her head. She noticed that it was the raven haired man from the lab. She decided until they were sure there was nothing waiting for them that it would be safest in the box with the raven head. She decided to continue with her pervious plains and try and take another nap, this time the sound of evil laughter prevented her from sleep.
As her companion reached for a hidden weapon she reached for her daggers, glad to find them there he pushed up on the coffin lid. Syrian found it a little humorous that the mad scientist would put them in a coffin must have thought they were dead, either way they were free now. It was then she noticed the strange weapon some of the monsters in her world had. They called it a gun, and it had the potential to do massive damage even kill if used properly.
Vincent looked behind him pleased to see that the girl at least looked intimidating. The since of his pleasure for her obvious intimidation factor sent shivers down her spine. This was just perfect they were walking towards a door waiting for the right time to strike. They were walking blindly into a fight and the Adeline rush was huge excitement compared to the few hours of nap time she originally had planed. The duo made their way into the hall where the commotion seemed to originate. Looking towards the library they saw a gathering of people.
“You stay here, if anything comes out trap it.”
“Yes sir.” She said mockingly * by the way the names Syrian. * She told him mentally, * if you direct your thoughts to me I will be able to pick them up. * He nodded and went forward towards the grouping his gun drawn.
When he reached the group he found that they were preoccupied talking to Sephiroth. He stayed in the shadows prepared to detour him from making an escape other thin his trap. Sure enough Sephiroth threw materia at Cloud and tried to escape via hidden passages. Without thinking he shot directly in fount of the general with desired results. He thin headed for the spiral staircase where Syrian was waiting.
Without knowing it Sephiroth wound up pinned o the ground a sweet looking young woman above him prepared to kill him if she received the command. The others didn’t see this one coming Barret and Red looked at the strange gunman with dumbfound looks on their faces. Cloud had recovered and was wondering what in the hell just happened.