Sora's Darkness

"Just don't broadcast them." He said jokingly yet calmly as he walks away with his supply wrapped in a leather cloth.

 

He sat down against a wall and looked up at the sky. "Why did fate curse me with this horrid existence?"

 

His eyes grew cold and hard for his hatred towards the vampire. But every time he vividly pictures him, the mask shatters back to his scared self. Some other world he found has numerous monsters just like at home, making it easy to train with his new weapon. Cloud cuts off the creature's head then its crimson, sticky liquid spills on his face.

 

He took off one of his gloves and pierced his fang into his fingertip causing a bright green liquid to ooze out, then the wound closed by itself. Both things reminded him of how unnatural he is. The words, "Just an experiment" rang in his mind.

Ya see, this is what Hojo does to people. He makes them so depressed about their lives that they want to throw themselves off a cliff.

 

He wipes it away with the back of his hand. These are rather dangerous comparing to a human's. His muscles ached for rest but he doesn't serve its pleading just yet. Just only three more and then he will look for shelter.

 

"It's midnight already." He judged from the position of the moon. "And with a full moon too."

 

I can't believe I'm crying in a vampire story. That doesn't happen nowadays.
His eyes grew heavy and he doesn't have the will to complete his task.

 

You're crying due to this?

Being bathed in the moonbeam seemed to brighten his mood, make him forget about the past for the moment.

 

No, another window is open and yeah...
He finally got up for Gaia knows how long. No one will take care of him. Now that he thought about it, he's quite dependent on the one who he wants to kill. Cloud screams in fustration.

 

The only story I remember crying about is the last Harry Potter book when he goes in the forest near the end.

He heard Cloud's scream and smirked. "The prey might come crawling back on his own after all."

 

"Hm? What makes you say that?"
Because he knew his fate that he will be killed by Voldemort?

 

No, reuniting with his parents and dead friends.

"He's dependant on me, and he knows it."

 

I didn't cry about that, but i came close... i also had the urge to punch Moldie in the face.

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He teleports behind Sephiroth with a fury aura around him. "How could you do this to me?"
"Are you sure it isn't for a different reason?"

 

He smirks, showing his fangs. "What are you talking about?"

 

"Don't play stupid. You know what I'm talking about." He draws his weapon shakily because of his mixed emotions about this former human.

 

"Go ahead. Try to hit me."

 

He swipes his sword precision at his chest despite his fear growing.

 

A gash appeared on his chest, but it immediately closed itself up. He yawns in boredom. "Is that the best you can do?"

 

He splits his sword in half then slices across the abdomen with both of them. One of them finish its path while the other stopped directly below his head. All he have to do is one movement and he's through.