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::Meeting:: Vincent climbed the stairs, watching the floor platforms pass by, 1st, 2, andthen 3rd and so on. From under his weight the flight of steps cracked and creakedmaking an eerie clatter in his ears, it made his skin crawl. After what seemed likeforever he finally found himself at his platform "5th, floor" it was the second tothe last door on the left, there were no living quarters on the right. They were allsealed shut and repainted over with fresh new dry-wall added to make it look likethere was nothing there. Vincent had lived there for far too long that he'd seen somany people move in and every one move out. Now no one lived on the 5th floor and ithad been that way for 6 year now. The hallways started to form with cobwebs filling the top corners with thewhite thread. Spiders also aggravated him even making him jump at times, Hegrimace. The door paint and numbers were slowl
Vincent's Turk Days: Beginning(I've come to a conclusion that instead of making this a long chapter fic, that it'll just be a series of short stories... more than likely not one-shots though. It just seems easier that way. Plus i may actually get it done... enjoy then)##Grimoire was sitting at the table in the kitchen, his eyes fixed on the diploma in his hands. The ShinRa insignia continued to catch his attention from the corner of the parchment. He could still feel that sink in his heart as his son’s name was called, and announced that he would be joining the Turks, after graduation. Proud, yes, but sad all the same. He and Vincent had been all alone since he was young. His son was his whole world and now he was leaving. Who knew what would be held in the future for such a dangerous career? It’d started as just a childhood dream, one Grimoire never expected the bright-eyed boy to follow through with.He heard footsteps on the other side of the wall, and shook his head. “S
FFVII Meets Black Butler In the city of Midgar, Vincent Valentine was roaming the streets in the dark. He was looking downwards until he heard a noise, which made him look up. He saw a man with hair of grey or silver. He thought it was Sephiroth, and so ran towards the man."Sephiroth!" shouted Vincent, as he pulled Cerberus from its holster. He aimed the three barrel gun at the grey-haired man."E-he-he-he!" The grey-haired man laughed as he turned around. A black hat was placed back on his head. "Who is this Sephiroth you speak of?"Vincent stopped in his tracks, shocked to see it wasn't Sephiroth. It was someone else entirely. He placed Cerberus back in its holster and sighed deeply. He was deeply confused now."May I ask who you are?" Vincent politely queried of the man, nodding slightly."I'm known as the Undertaker of the town." the other replied, with a wide grin on his face. He then turned away and walked down the