SpecterTiphareth: ::the apparition of a fallen SOLDIER appeared, shadowy and blurred at first, then gradually congealing into something recognizable, Tiphareth, though her figure remained somewhat shimmery, and completely intangible. [as spirits are] the suit [or rather, apparition thereof] remained the same, proud polished black ShinRa armor, flawless, save for a gaping hole over the left side of her chest, where her heart should have been. one can see right through her, and it is somewhat a gruesome sight::

DarianNightshade: ::He looked up from his desk, bloodstained (now at least) oak, and razors strewn about, along with many empty wine bottles... What the hell? He rubbed his eyes slowly... it must be the wine... too much wine::

SpecterTiphareth: ::her eyes gaping and vacant, once ice blue and glowing with her zeal for life, beyond lifeless now, fell upon his frame, and had she a body, she would have surely choked, the apparition of long chestnut tresses spilling soft and ever obediant over her shoulders, delicate apparitions of hands were plain, no rings, nor any masamune hilts to claim hold to::

DarianNightshade: B...Baby? ::his disbelieving voice rang out softly, as he rushed to her, attempting to hug her, and falling on his face as he missed.... she wasn't there::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she looked down, through herself as he passed straight through her, and blinked::

DarianNightshade: ::He slowly made his way to his feet, a crushed, disbelieving look on his face as he did so, his footing slightly unsteady:: baby.....?

SpecterTiphareth: I am not in tangible form.... but Tiphareth ::she turned slowly around, hovering in the air, that gaping hole in her chest visible from both sides:: I am

DarianNightshade: ::He looked away from her wound, into her dead eyes:: Why are you here then...? ::His face both hopeful, and pale at the same time::

SpecterTiphareth: A wandering spirit goes where it wishes, ne? I thought I might pay you a little visit, and see how our son was doing... where is he? ::her voice was somewhat metallic sounding, as if she had been unused to using it::

DarianNightshade: ::He blinked slowly:: Still with Nichollette... I can't raise the child properly... he needs a mother, not... ::He spat the next word:: Me

SpecterTiphareth: ::her palid ghostly face wore no expression, and those lifeless twins locked themselves onto his face:: So I see... how are you then, Darrian?

DarianNightshade: ::He blinked at her once... twice:: you ask me how I am... when my wife is dead...? ::He attempted to stroke the specters cheek, and hung his head when the most simple of affections, could not be done::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she bit her apparition of a lip at that... he loved her still, or so it appeared at least.. why then... she was overtaken with confusion, anger, frustration... needing the explanation, but not really sure of what she was to do with the knowledge once she had attained it::

DarianNightshade: ::He whispered so softly, all she heard was a soft plea, what it was, was indiscernable, but it made his large frame shiver with sorrow...He looked up at her with all too common as of late, red brimming eyes as his chin quivered... He grabbed a razor and slashed his arm open (He had no suit coat on only a black tee) and relaxed ...the sweet pain it brought::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she grimaced and turned away::

SpecterTiphareth: I hope you didn't do that over me...

DarianNightshade: No... over me... ::He smiled as the black blood dripped down his arm, and spattered the desk and the floor::

SpecterTiphareth: ::had she been in the possession of a stomach, the sight of that would have caused her to retch:: At any rate... care to tell me-::she then cut herself off, she wasn't able to say it, though the thoughts, images would never cease to torture her brain::

DarianNightshade: ::He nodded silently, glaring at the wound... it sealed sure enough with a bit of concentration:: Baby... it was not my fault

DarianNightshade: ::His emerald eyes, now lusterless, gazed intently into hers:: She drank so much... I couldn't have fought off a fly... much less her bitchass... I was stuck on the ground, and she took advantage of me. ::A single teardrop, bloody as they are for him, slid down his cheek::

DarianNightshade: I love you goddammit! How could I do that to one I love... ::his voice became choked, and he quieted down slowly... and looked at a new razor, and his arm::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she slowly closed her eyes, the vacant depths of death concealed for the time being, and spoke with a quiet demanding tinge to her eerily metallic voice:: I hope to Satan you are telling me the truth... ::we did not speak "God", for heaven was not somewhere we knew... to hell we had been cast... and so spoke the diety of familiarity::

DarianNightshade: ::His voice hardened slightly:: I don't lie... and soon enough... Satan will have me. And dammit you better believe in god... because you will be with him, no one like you could ever rot where I will... you are too perfect for that... ::He again tried the touch... and hung his head when it failed::

SpecterTiphareth: Then why was I sent to hell... ::she whispered:: I don't believe in anything anymore... only pain. And what the hell are you talking about, soon enough Satan will have you? What of our son? Nich cannot raise him, he is not her son, he is YOURS.

DarianNightshade: But I can't raise a child... I don't know how... she is at least a mother to him... I will be "Uncle Darrian" until I kill myself, or die on the job... And when I get there [hell] I will kick satan's ass and get you out... and up you will go... where someone like you belongs... ::His dead eyes searched her face, as he grabbed hold of the razor, a growl emenating from his lips as he slit his wrist slowly... His eyes closed in the bliss of the agony it caused him::

SpecterTiphareth: Someone like me... ::she opened her eyes and sighed:: what exactly does that mean? Someone made to suffer? Brainwashed into being something they were designed for, and perfectly happy in it... until your partner goes insane, your planet is destroyed, and you are sent to this plane, like the worthless wretch you are... be cast so far down into despair, that you take your own life... only to be brought back, to suffer further, and then, to come across someone who changes all, erases everything that came before, nullified, redeemed you from it all... only to have them taken ::her voice wavered as she spoke this last part:: ripped away from you as well...

DarianNightshade: ::He growled as he looked at the wound, not letting it close, but to burn him.... mmm the pain:: I was never ripped from you... I was raped, and you won't accept that... I don't know what to tell you but that without you, our son will have no mother, no father... and I want you back with me...

SpecterTiphareth: ::she hung her head and whispered, so softly it was scarcely audible:: why you ever wanted me in the first place, I don't pretend to understand

DarianNightshade: ::He reached out to tilt her chin up, his hand passing through her:: I wanted you because I love you

DarianNightshade: Because you were the untouchable.... the only one no one could have...

DarianNightshade: And I had you.... and everything was so perfect...

DarianNightshade: soooo perfect...

DarianNightshade: ::He slashed with the razor up the inside of his forearm, the blood coming immediately and thickly, and spurting onto the floor, as he grinned with sick delight::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she choked, her soul cried out, wishing she could feel him; we could not pretend to be unfeeling anymore... all that time spent in hell, all she had thought, was how desperately she longed for him. had she the capacity to cry, surely she would be doing so by now:: Darrian I love you, more than anything, I never stopped loving you... and when I let him kill me... I didn't understand everything, I was hurt, and lost, and the confusion alone made me want to die... I was wrong to do it... but how can I come back to you now? Isn't it too late? ::she looked mournfully down at her intangible figure, shaking her head::

DarianNightshade: ::He looked up at her a small smile crossing his face... in a small voice he spoke:: I can fix you... ::His arm sealed slowly as he dropped the razor, longing to hold his one and only::

SpecterTiphareth: ::her mouth dropped open slightly:: But how... ::her brow furrowed, and she looked intently into his face:: What happens to you if you... ::her mind brought the image of him substantially weakened after healing her, so long ago, and she shuddered at the unsettling thought of what would become of him if he attempted to raise a Jenova hybrid from the dead, call her back from the depths of hell::

DarianNightshade: What happens to me isn't an issue here ::He smiled lovingly at her::

SpecterTiphareth: Yes it is. What if you bring me back but die in the fucking process??

DarianNightshade: Thats the breaks tootse.... at least a competent parent will be able to raise our Damian up right

SpecterTiphareth: If there is any chance you are gonna die, I am NOT going through with it ::she frowned stubbornly, and tried to stomp her foot, it made no sound of course::

DarianNightshade: ::He gazed... now sternly at her:: You won't have a choice in the matter... your soul will be at my beck and call... It WILL come back to you... and you WILL live to raise him... Matter closed

SpecterTiphareth: Wrong. It is not fucking closed at all. I will stay in hell. You do not get to die.

DarianNightshade: I will not die... ::He smiled confidently:: You doubt Darrian Lucifer Nightshade's abilities?... thats a first...

SpecterTiphareth: I don't doubt you baby, all I am saying is if there's the risk you won't be able to come back with me.. then it's not worth it.

DarianNightshade: It will happen. The matter is closed.

SpecterTiphareth: I want to hold you so bad ::her dead eyes flickered back to life for a moment, and searched his face with an unspeakable longing and desire, her face so abjectly mournful, it made one's heart cry out in anguish, merely to look upon it, and see a glimpse of what she was feeling::

DarianNightshade: ::His heart all but shattered in his chest at that look, a steady stream of tears cascading down his cheeks::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she reached out a ghostly hand, to touch his cheek, wanting not merely for all the world, but for all of heaven and hell and everything beyond, to be able to wipe the tears from his face, and when it passed through him, as if she had not even been there to try, her spirit all but died::

DarianNightshade: ::He moved his hand to hold hers, and as it passed through, he sobbed softly...::

SpecterTiphareth: Fuck this!! ::her anguished cry; she disappeared for a moment, made a deal with the devil, and returned, in tangible form, for five minutes... never giving a second thought to what she had sold him in exchange for the chance to hold her beloved Darrian again::

DarianNightshade: ::He grabbed her to him, and kissed her the most heart wrenchingly sweet kiss, and just held her to him, sobbing aloud::

SpecterTiphareth: Five minutes baby ::she smiled softly as tears washed down her cheeks::

DarianNightshade: Thats more than I deserve ::He managed between sobs::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she wrapped her arms around him, and held him fiercely.. oh how we had longed for this, dreamed of this moment, hoped and prayed and wished for it to come, and now that it finally had, she could do naught but cry, a mixture of joy and agony; joy, for she could hold him once more, agony, for she knew it would end all too soon::

DarianNightshade: ::He held her as well, pouring all his sorrow out, and filling his heart with a simple joy... He has his baby back::

DarianNightshade: What did you give him...?

SpecterTiphareth: you don't want to know... you are more dear to me than what i paid to him for this moment, so it doesn't matter.

DarianNightshade: Tell me angel...

DarianNightshade: Please

SpecterTiphareth: Angel, I never can be now... I sold my soul to him.

DarianNightshade: Tiph... you will always be my Angel... and his ass better come and take it, cause you are not going back in a few minutes without a fight

SpecterTiphareth: ::time grew short, and her feet returned to intangible form once more::

DarianNightshade: No... baby...... NO!

SpecterTiphareth: ::her calves and knees quickly followed::

DarianNightshade: Don't go baby... ::He kissed her softly, as if his love could keep her there::

DarianNightshade: Baby...

DarianNightshade: Don't ever forget I love you...

DarianNightshade: And tell him, he had better be able to fight to keep you...

SpecterTiphareth: ::her legs, and thighs changed back over as well, and she cried harder than she ever had::

DarianNightshade: Because he isn't going to without one

DarianNightshade: ::He held what remained to him, closely.. crying... weeping with anguish::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she held him tighter as her midsection slipped away::

DarianNightshade: ::His eyes shut, and he kissed her sweetly once again...:: I love you...

SpecterTiphareth: ::the presence of her arms around him were nothing all of a sudden::

SpecterTiphareth: ::her neck and shoulders went after that, but she kissed him passionately, until she was entirely back to an apparition::

DarianNightshade: ::He screamed in mindless rage... an endless cry of hatred, and sorrow and pure pain all rolled into one as she slipped away from him::

SpecterTiphareth: ::the tears vanished, and the soothing presence she had felt, his arms around her, his lips on hers, was completely gone, and her head hung low, so woefully mournful, there were not words to even begin to describe it::

DarianNightshade: I am bringing you back... ::His voice was dangerously tense... he spoke as the scream died away::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she raised her head and turned her lifeless eyes to him:: This is all my fault... if I hadn't been so stupid...

DarianNightshade: No love.... it is mine....If I had not let her drink in the first place....

SpecterTiphareth: ::she sunk to her knees, and was horrified when her descent downwards would not halt:: NO... not yet... please please ::she begged pitifully, but was helpless to stop her legs from sinking through the floor::

SpecterTiphareth: back to hell I go ::she whispered defeatedly::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she fought it with all the will she could muster, and sunk down only slightly slower::

DarianNightshade: AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ::His cry of rage echoed in even the bowels of hell::

DarianNightshade: I WILL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!

DarianNightshade: Baby.... I love you...... ::He gazed into her eyes::

DarianNightshade: And I don't give a flying fuck what deal you made.... cause he isn't gonna collect on it

SpecterTiphareth: ::her soul returning to it's torture, she cried out, and was pulled up to her chest, keeping her eyes locked on his, her face the very vision of sorrow::

SpecterTiphareth: I love you more than life itself ::she breathed::

DarianNightshade: I love you more than death can separate us...

DarianNightshade: You will not stay down there...

DarianNightshade: I will have you out so soon...

DarianNightshade: ::But not soon enough... definately not soon enough::

DarianNightshade: ::as far as he was concerned? NOW was already too long a time to wait::

SpecterTiphareth: ::she moaned, whimpered, anguished, and her lifeless eyes were the last thing to disappear through the floorboards, as she was unwillingly dragged back down to hell::

DarianNightshade: ::He fell to his knees, in sorrow as she was dragged back to hell.... knowing we would get her out... but not when::

SpecterTiphareth: ::her voice came back to him, and echoed throughout the expanse, seemingly not even the gates of hell could silence her love for him:: I love you Darrian ::and then softly faded into nothingness::

DarianNightshade: ::He stood, his resolve now strengthened beyond steel, as he poured through tomes of ancient lore, looking for anything of any use... and crossreferencing it all, to validate it::

On to part three