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Two Devils and One God
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters of Final Fantasy. They are the
property of Square Enix and Sony. Nor do I own any characters
of Devil May Cry, they belong to Capcom. I do not
make any money from the writing of this story.
Pairing: Angeal/Genesis
W A R N I N G: This is about
male/male relationships. I’m letting you know now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST such pairings, please find
something else more to your liking, you have been WARNED.
Beta-read
by: Mitts. Thank you for beta-reading for me at the very last minute. I
appreciate all the help. Any mistakes after she has completed her work are
mine.
Flames will be ignored.
Special thank you to: Ayatsuru: which pairing? Tell me and I’ll help you figure it out, and
to those who have read and didn’t review thanks for reading thus far. I hope
you enjoyed it.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 4: Discovery
The persistent knocking at the
door didn’t let up, causing Genesis to drop out of the mood to make love fairly
quickly. His manhood went limp, with no hope of reviving any time soon, which
didn’t sit too well with Angeal.
“Maybe, Angie, you should see
who’s there,” Genesis said turning his head slightly, avoiding being kissed.
The spell Angeal had woven over him was broken.
Angeal growled as he slid off his lover. Sitting on the side of
their bed, he snatched a towel from the glass topped table next to the bed,
rigorously wiping away the slick cool gel from his fingers and from his still
erect penis—cursing under his breath all the while at the asshole that
continued to bang on the door.
Throwing the soiled cloth in the
corner somewhere in the vicinity of the dirty clothes basket, Angeal stood—a murderous gleam in his intense indigo eyes.
He had half a mind to simply ram his buster sword through the metal barrier to
kill the bastard on the other side, but thought better of it since he would
have to file paperwork on the homicide.
The cadet that was standing on the
opposite side of the door was quaking in his boots as it was forcefully yanked
open, and he found himself confronted by a large man with dark hair, and
ferocious narrowed eyes staring at him in agitation.
From the state of the man’s
undress, not to mention the hard-on that was evident to see, the cadet realized
that he had interrupted the SOLDIER first class at an inopportune moment. The
cadet had heard the rumors about the man and his live-in lover, another 1st
Class, but he had never physically seen the famed Genesis Rhapsodos
himself. Then again, up until this moment, he had never seen the general
either, only heard the hushed whispers spread about the tall silver-head man.
“What do you want?” Angeal snarled, crushing the polished steel of the door in
a vice grip, startling the poor teen to death. Splinters of metal were
slivering outward from the point of his thumb. “And whatever it is, say it
quick and be on your way.”
“Uh… that is… sorry, sir, but President
Shinra is requesting yours, and 1st Class
Genesis’, presence immediately, sir.” The cadet faltered over his tongue,
trying his best to deliver the message without further embarrassing himself.
“Anything else,
cadet?”
Shaking his head negatively, the
cadet about faced and took off down the corridor before Angeal
could dismiss him.
Slamming the door shut with a
resounding bang, Angeal grumbled. Damn! Rufus would have to summon us right
now.
Turning around, he was met with
loving arms embracing his mid-section. “Gen, we’ve-”
“I heard. Rufus knows that this is
the only time that we get to spend with each other.”
“Yeah. Come on, love, let’s get dressed. We shouldn’t keep him
waiting. Gaia only knows what he wants us to do now.”
Both untangled themselves from
around each other, before reluctantly walking back into the bedroom to get
ready to meet with the president of Shinra.
oOoOoOo
Emerald cat-like eyes glittered
with some minute hint of amusement.
“Because just you like you,
General, I too love a challenge every now and then.”
At that response, the general did
smile. It wouldn’t be too bad to get
personal, he thought. “Please, call me, Sephiroth.”
Cloud smirked even wider. He was
probably the first in Shinra’s history to be the only
one outside of the general’s close knit friends to use his given name. It
wasn’t that hard talking with Sephiroth like he thought it would be. Everything
that Zack had told him so far seemed to be true. The general was easy going,
once one got past his cold emotionless demeanor.
The night air was crisp. The
temperature was steadily dropping, and each exhale of breath that the two men
made could be seen in the dim street light.
“Alright then, Sephiroth…” Cloud repeated
the name, thinking how it glided over his tongue like chocolate melting in his
mouth. Then another image surfaced in his mind, and he immediately prayed that
his blush remained un-noticeable, as well as his swelling prick. This was
absolutely the wrong time to allow his thoughts to get the better of his
body—he wasn’t some hormonal teenager!
No, he certainly wasn’t a teenager any longer, so he should have had
some type of restraint over his reactions.
“Tell me, Cloud, why would the
people of your home town be spreading rumors of a monster that doesn’t exist?”
Sephiroth asked, as he pondered that question himself.
“Beat’s me. However, there were
tales from when I was growing up about a vampire…Look, don’t laugh, I’m just
repeating what I heard… Anyway, there was something
living in the basement of the old Shinra mansion.
“When I spoke to Rufus, he told me
that his father had secret passages running throughout the place. I think we
should probably start there,” Cloud explained, not including the part about
when he and Tifa had found a body in a coffin
(looking well preserved) in one of the labs hidden far below the President Shinra’s abandoned house.
Cloud would never forget that day…
“Are you sure it’s safe to be here, Cloud? I mean…what if
someone catches us here?”
“Don’t be such a scary cat, Tifa.
No one’s lived here in years. The only things that we might find are rats,”
Cloud proudly announced, opening another door.
The duo had been searching the house for any hidden
treasure that may have been left behind by the previous owner. It was a well
know fact the president of the Shinra Electric
Company lived here for a time with his young son. But for some odd and
unexplainable reason the president abandoned this once splendorous mansion
during the night, taking the jobs of the mako factory
with him.
Soon afterwards, Nibelheim dried
up—left as nothing more than a ghost town, really. The people that remained
were able to start a small farming business to keep them going, but nothing as
thrilling or as profitable as the mako plant had
been.
Stepping over a busted table, Cloud and Tifa
continued on, hoping to find something of value that would help their families.
From the evidence of how the furniture and equipment was turned over, broken,
and scattered about the place, the occupant shad left in a hurry.
The room that Cloud and Tifa
entered next suggested it was some sort of experimentation laboratory. Glass
beakers either lay busted or shattered along the workstations and on the floor.
The liquid that had had been contained in some of the broken glass tubes had
dried up, leaving colored stains from the spills.
A few computer screens flickered as if trying to boot-up
the machine’s system, but the trespassers dared to touch nothing in the room,
for there was no telling what the left-over substances held, or even if it was
healthy for them to breathe there.
Tifa spotted another door that was on the far side of the room,
pointing it out to her friend. Cloud cautiously opened that one up, revealing
that it led out into a tunnel. Lights lined the walls. The further Cloud and Tifa went, the darker the tunnel became.
“Cloud… I think we should go back. I don’t like it down
here,” Tifa nervously said, hoping that her friend
would see reason. It wasn’t fun any more looking for treasure, especially if
they should happen to stumble upon something that was much bigger than them.
Even with Cloud having his buster sword, there was no way for him to swing it
in this narrow passage way.
“Yeah, I agree with you, let’s get back,” Cloud finally
said, acknowledging his friend’s wise advice. But as he turned to return from
whence they came, Cloud saw another door. “Let’s check this last door and then
we split, okay?”
Not giving into her fear, Tifa
merely nodded her head in concurrence. Her dad was going to throttle her for
following Cloud, but at least he would forgive her, providing that they came
out alive and in one piece.
Another lab was what they found behind the door. What could
President Shinra have been experimenting on? The
answer was lost to Cloud as he and Tifa walked fully
into the tapered chamber as they stared dumbly at coffins.
There were a total of five. Two on either side of them, as
they continued timidly down the aisle to the main coffin on a dais. They barely
breathed in oxygen as they passed the over turned boxes. Two skeletal remains
lay half hanging over the sides of rotting wood as if they were trying to
escape from within. As for the other two, one was empty and the other coffin
was propped up in the corner behind the door with what was left of the body
hunched out.
Braving the suffocating crawl space of the chamber, Cloud
and Tifa stepped solemnly to the remaining closed
intact coffin. Unvoiced questions were clearly seen on their faces as to why
would the others be desecrated and not this one?
Grapping the side of the casket, Cloud pushed the lid off
with a resounding clamor. Tifa covered her mouth to
keep from screaming out loud. Cloud stumbled back in surprise at what they had
found.
Inside were not riches or treasures of any kind, but a
body, a body that had not decomposed; a body that was motionless but breathing
nonetheless, a body that took in a lung full of air as the lid was removed.
To further complicate the situation, lethargic crimson eyes
fluttered open.
Not needing to be told anything, Tifa
and Cloud high tailed themselves out of the underground tunnels and out of the
mansion.
They made a promise to each other to never mention what
they had found to anyone. But like all teenagers, they couldn’t resist going
back to solve the mystery that had landed in their lap. They found out the man,
Vincent, was a former employee of the Shinra
Corporation as a Turk assigned to the scientists, which was over thirty years
ago. He was married and had two kids, both were male. They couldn’t get much
else out of the stoic man.
As time passed, Tifa and Cloud
became friends with Vincent...
Now as Cloud thought about his
friend, it was strange that he hadn’t seen or heard from Vincent in recent
months. His stomach dropped as he came to the only logical conclusion—Vincent
was the one terrorizing Nibelheim. Again Cloud kept
quiet, he didn’t know Sephiroth’s full intensions and would not play his hand
until he found out more about the General. Cloud may have liked the man,
desired him even, but he was not stupid enough to mix business and pleasure.
Tossing the bit of news around in
his head that he had been given, Sephiroth concluded that the boy had a point.
They needed to inspect the mansion. He looked at Cloud to give his consent,
when the blonde’s cell phone rang.
For a second time having to wait,
Sephiroth was not pleased, and his eyes ignited in extreme irritation. “You
know, Seph, one of these days you’re going to have to
practice on being patient,” Zack said teasingly.
“I doubt that my enemies would care once
they’re dead,” Sephiroth deadpanned.
His first-in-command chuckled. “That’s not
what I’m talking about, Seph. What about when you get
married? You will have to wait for your blushing bride-to-be to meet you at the
end of the aisle, man,” Zack continued on.
“First off, Zackary, I’m not getting married
and I told you the reasons why. Second, why would I want to tie myself down
like that to someone who doesn’t understand me or grates on my nerves?”
“I have got to get you laid, dude. Trust me
when I say that you will find someone who will compliment you. And it’s Zack!
You know I hate it when you call me Zackary.”
The general shook his head. Zack
was right, up to a point.
So far gone in his reverie was he,
that Sephiroth nearly missed what the blond was telling him.
“Sorry, but that was Rufus. He
said that there’s trouble in Midgar and for you to go
there and sort out the ruckus,” Cloud relayed after snapping his mobile phone
closed and storing it away in his side pocket. “He said that your
reinforcements should be there before you arrive.”
Cloud glanced at his watch. It was
already way past the time he had told his friends that he would be back. He
needed to hit the road to stop them worrying. There was a demon running loose
next to his place of lodging and he couldn’t have that, not at all. He just
prayed that it wasn’t the former Turk.
“I’m heading toward Midgar, Sephiroth. Would you…….”
The general had disappeared before
the blond could offer a ride. Cloud looked to the ground. Black feathers
littered about the area where Sephiroth had stood mere moments ago.
Cloud plucked one up. He couldn’t
tell if it was soft or coarse to the touch, as he still had his gloves on.
Running it across his cheek, Cloud smiled in thought, and then turned his blue
gaze toward the heavens.
“So, it’s true,” he said wistfully
to himself, tucking the silky raven feather in an inside pocket. His one
winged-angel existed.
oOo TBC oOo
A/N: Well, how was that? Well,
Mitts, you got your wish. Vincent was mentioned but is yet to been seen. Don’t
fret, he’s coming (I just did not say that, no pun intended.)
I also have a request for the
twins. If you want to see them and all their demon glory you’re going to have
to stay tuned for the next chapter to find out.
Nemesis
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