((<em>"Soul wrought of terra corrupt, quelling impurity, purging the stream to beckon forth an ultimate fate. Behold mighty Chaos, Omega's squire to the lofty heavens."</em>))<br/><br/>Vincent Valentine was perched easily upon a branch of a nearby tree, silently watching everyone fighting to get to the mansion.  Tossing the bladed shuriken aside that he had received before his arrival here, having successfully traced the path the 'weapon' had taken to get to Midgar while he was there, he had backtracked it and had found his way here.  He knew of the time limit involved to get to the mansion, as well as what DOA was from what the holographic core had possessed in the item, but he wasn't here for the money or the promises of fame and glory.  Tears in space back home were popping up all over the place, slowly right now thankfully, but he knew it would only be a matter of time as he hefted Death Penalty, his weapon of choice, to his right shoulder and jumped down to land behind one of the spider like freaks of nature.  Hearing only a rustle of leaves behind it, the Drider turned and saw nothing behind him, until a loud bang and an explosion of pain in its chest was felt, Vincent having slipped in close like a shadow of death, and thus giving him the perfect angle to open the creature's chest with a single shot.  The red cloaked figure was gone from in front of the beast long before it fell to its death, a perfectly shaped hole the size of a man's fist bore through its flesh the only clear sign of what had happened to the Drider.  Six shots remained in his gun, but he had unlimited rounds so he wasn't worried about ammo.  He still had to reload though, which was annoying but it was a small price to pay as he fired three more, taking two of the monsters' heads clean off and a third in the neck before passing on the run, a red blur of motion that heralded death wherever he went.  Chaos would be proud, to say the least since he was truly a Harbinger of Death, Omega's unholy Squire...and Vincent's curse for past sins.<br/><br/>Running up a tree, Vincent took aim and used his last three bullets, tearing the life from some of the last of the centaur like spider men and women if his red eyes didn't deceive him, and reloaded fast, his left metallic hand dipping into his trench coat pocket and pulling out seven more rounds before slamming the chamber shut once it was done.  Giving the barrel a quick spin, Vincent ran from tree to tree like a panther running on the ground, getting to the cliff as Giselle and Yuna looked down from Bahamut's back and saw the red blur, both wondering just what they were looking at as their attention returned to Emma and Erizen as Erizen tore apart dozens more of the Driders with her special move.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Helena looked to the clock and saw that there was only a half hour left.  The cliff was still to be scaled, a fifteen minute climb on a good day...more if the creatures she had let burrow into the rock didn't attack the contestants of course.  Seeing Vincent Valentine silently but effectively eliminate more of the Driders with a single shot to each one, the blond woman was glad she had managed to drag the 'squire' out of hiding, the 'tears' stopping their appearances the moment Vincent had decided to come to her.  They had really been wormholes, but something about his Chaos power had reacted to them, and they had sealed shut almost as soon as he got near them.  She had wondered how he was going to get to her, but Vincent had answered that question for her when he had taken his true form and had flew through the breach before it could snap shut.  To watch what was going on outside was simply stunning to say the least, and if not for the fact she had arranged all this....with some incentive from her own...boss, Helena wouldn't have believed her eyes as magic became reality and the mystical became real before her and her team of scientists' eyes.  Yes, this year's DOA, even if it was held for nefarious reasons...as usual, would be the most intense and epic yet, and every household in America...no, the World over, would be watching this one.