Beware to all readers: This is during Crisis Core and before the point where Sephrioth goes insane. If you don't like this nicey side of him, leave if you wish. For those of you still here, welcome, this my first fic and it is Genesis/OC oriented. Some characters may be OOC at some points.
I have come across that dreaded thing we like to call writers block and in need of assistance. Have any ideas, let me know! Last but not least, Read and Review please! Italics are thoughts by Kit or mindspeech between her and Sora.
Reno: Arn't you forgetting something?
Me: Like what?
Zack: copyrights.
Me: Do I have to?
Reno: Yes.
Me: Oh alright. I do not own any characters that are not mine. Kit and Sora Mitchells are mine. All others are owned by Squareenix. Any effort to sue me will result in not getting a cent as I am doing this out of amusement, not for my own profit. How was that?
Reno: You could have done better. Oh did I say that out loud?
Zack: Run man! She's pissed.
:Reno runs away, me on his heels, swinging Zack's Buster Blade.:
Zack: Hey! That's mine! :runs after them:
Kittiana Mitchells was sitting at her laptop, surfing the net and listening to her music. She wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead before it slipped into eyes that glowed from the new Crimson mako. She was the first and only one for the moment who had received it.
She had been trying to resist the effects the new mako was doing to her when it finally became too much. The Academy's only female cadet collapsed to the blue carpeted floor, sweat now pouring from her forehead.
In her pain, she reached for her mental link to her brother. She hoped he was in a state of sleep where he could hear her.
'Sora, get Gen-sensei. Hurry!' In the next room, Sora Mitchells jerked awake. He felt his sister's pain through the mindlink that came from their family bond.
'Sis! What's wrong?' He asked as he threw on a shirt and ran bare-foot out of the cadet's building, across the cold asphalt to the complex used by SOLDIER operatives, and up to her mentor's apartment, knocking franctically.
'Hojo's new mako.' She replied, a wave of pain roaring through her. Through their link, he heard her whimper. As soon as a sleepy Genesis opened the door, Sora relayed the message. The older man's eyes opened wide.
"It wasn't supposed to happen for another couple years! She's saying the new mako caused an early activation?" He asked as they they ran back to Kit's bedroom. They burst in the door to find her on her hands and knees, a pained feral growl emitting from her throat through clenched teeth.
"Sora, stay back." Genesis told him, walking forward and kneeling next his student. Sora watched as Genesis held his sister as she went through the transformation that marked all females of their family: growing a cat-like tail, eyes turning to a cat-like slit, nails turning to claws, human ears turning cat-like, human canines becoming feline fangs, and wings emerging from the back.
When the transformation was complete, Kit's face was pressed against Genesis' shirt, crying out her pain.
"Nobody told me it was gonna hurt." She whined, her voice muffled by Genesis' shirt. Sora hugged her shoulders.
"Shh little one. It's all over." Genesis patted her back. He looked up at Sora, "Where's your Ice materia?"
"I'll get it. The amount of pain varies." Sora told her, going into his room to get his materia.
She felt Genesis nod against her cheek. "If you hadn't had your training, it would have been worse." He added, taking the light blue globe from her brother. Without saying a word to activate the materia, her extended a hand over the base of her tail. A fine mist emerged from his hand to coat the base of her tail, reducing the pain. Hearing her sigh in relief, her repeated the process with the base of her wings, base of her ears, and fingertips where her claws emerged.
"Better?" He asked, handing the materia back. Sensing her brother was back in his room replacing the materia in it's place, Kit gave Genesis a quick peck on the cheek. Through their training, she had aquired an affection for him.
"It doesn't hurt as much now, thank you sensei." She plopped down on the floor beside him and examined her new features. "Ya know, the wings could become an advantage in combat if only I could figure out how the art of flying worked."
"You know the cadets are going to hate you even more now, right?" Sora informed her, walking back into the room and sitting on her bad.
She gave him a look. "Do you think I care?" She retorted. "If they don't like me, then they can kiss my furry black tail. Besides, I'm gonna beat 'em all in the end anyway." She added with a flick on her tail.
Genesis crossed his arms and looked back at her. "So to earn your place in SOLDIER, you're going to beat every cadet?" He asked, looking amused.
"Nah, I'm gonna hit' em all at once at the same time." She grinned.
"And how exactly are you going to do that, sister dear?" Sora asked.
Her grin got bigger as she dropped the bomb. "Challenge Sephrioth." It took a moment for both males to digest the two simple words.
"What?! Are you nuts? Challenging the General, you're out of your mind!" That was the expected reaction from Sora. They both looked at Genesis, who was leaning against her bed, arms folded and looking thoughtful.
"Com'on Gen-sensei, tell her it's suicide to challenge him!" Sora was desperate to get her teacher to his side.
"At her current levels, it might actually be possible to give him a worthy fight." He mused.
Kit grinned and Sora's jaw dropped.
"Sora, dear brother, think about it: with my abilities doubled from the Crimson Mako and then doubled again by the transformation, it would make me a worthy advarsary for the General. " Kit explained.
"But before you go challenging anybody, you're going to have to learn how to use your new abilities." Genesis pointed out.
Kit threw her arms around his neck. "And that's why I have the best teacher in the Academy."
Sora stretched and yawned. "Are you goning to be okay now?" He asked. He wanted to be sure his sister was going to be alright before he went back to bed.
"I know you have to get up early for combat training, and you need all the sleep you can get. Go to sleep, little brother, I'll be fine."
He yawned again. "Alright then. You get to sleep too, you hear?"
"I will Sora, promise. Get back to your bed." She promised.
"See you two in the morning then." Sora replied as the door closed behind him. They heard the audible thump as he hit the bed.
Genesis groaned as he stood. "Goddess, I'm getting old."
"You are not!" Kit protested, leaping to her feet.
Genesis put an arm around her shoulders. "Dearheart, sometimes your antics make me feel older than I am." He gave a gentle squeeze to show he was teasing.
"Zack is worse than I am!" Kit cried in a whisper so as not to wake her brother.
He chuckled. "True. If Fair's worse than you, I would hate to be in Angeal's boots when Zack has one of his psychotic episodes."
She looked up at him, amusement twinkling in her amber cat-eyes. "You're wide awake, arn't you?"
"How'd you guess?" He asked.
"The Humor Bug usually doesn't bite you until you're on your third cup of coffee." She replied.
"Speaking of coffee, I would like a cup. Why don't you get dressed, come up to my apartment and I'll make us breakfast?" He sensed her hesitation and added. "Don't worry dearheart, I plan on getting Angeal and Sephrioth up. I believe their advice might be helpful in figuring out to do about training your new abilities."
"I'll be up there Gen." She promised as she closed the door behind him. Kit poked her head in the connecting door to check on her brother. She went in a pulled the covers up to his chin.
"Thank you squirt." She whispered, kissing his forehead. On her way back to her room, she spotted his jar of sword polish peeking out form under his bed. Smiling, she picked it up and placed it on the polishing cloth that lay next to his weapon. She had a feeling he was going to need it.
Tiptoeing back to her room, she quietly shut the door behind her, and set about looking for an outfit to wear. A short search of her drawers turned up her favorite pair of black jeans that had a chain dangling from one beltloop to another over one pocket, a black t-shirt, and her hairbush. She fixed her long raven hair into a rough pony as she shoved her feet into her combat boots. On her way out the door, she grabbed her jacket. It was like Genesis' red leather jacket except it was black.
As she walked across the compound, she threw the jacket around her shoulders to hide her wings from an early morning patrol and to ward off the chill.
Arriving at her teacher's apartment, she gave her customary knock: three-pause-three.
"It's open." She heard him call from the other side of the door.
She walked in, draped the jacket on the back of the couch, helped herself to a glass of orange juice then sat down on a bar stool at the counter and watched him. A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door and Angeal and Sephrioth walked in.
"Morning Kit." Angeal greated her.
"Mornin' 'geal. What has Zacky been up to?"
"Usual: driving me nuts." He replied, sitting next to her. He looked at her new features. "What caused it?" He asked.
"Hojo." Kit said by way of answer.
"New Mako?" Sephrioth asked.
Kit only nodded. "I've been trying to fight the effects since yesterday evening. It finally overpowered me and activated the transformation process of the Mitchell females when they came of age." Kit explained. The two men nodded.
"Let's see your spread."
Kit stared at Angeal. "Huh?"
"Your wingspan, dearheart." Genesis replied, flipping a pancake onto a plate.
"Oh." She walked to the middle of the living room and spread her raven wings to their full 16 foot length. Angeal and Genesis walked around to her back to examine her wings.
Genesis tapped the elbow joint of the wing. "Flex here if you will dear." Taking a minute to figure out how, she willingly bent the wings up and down for their inspection. Enjoying the movement, she flexed the rest of her wings, rising in the process. She didn't notice she was rising until her ears brushed the ceiling. Startled, she stopped moving her wings and dropped to the floor.
Genesis and Angeal chuckled while Sephrioth smiled. "Looks like you figured out one aspect of the art of flight: how to get into the air." Genesis told her.
"How many parts are there?" She asked.
"Two. Get into the air and moving while flying." Angeal told her.
"How do you know so much about flying?" Kit asked, slowly folding her wings to her back. They ached a little from that short flight to the ceiling.
"When me and Angeal were young, we found a hawk mother and chick pair. The mother had been shot by a hunter." Genesis told her, noticing the slight pain and rubbing the wing joints. "The more you practice, the stronger your flying muscles get, the less they'll hurt."
"So we took the little bird home and took care of him until he was able to fly." Angeal added.
"It shouldn't be too hard to teach you flight combat. What do you think Angeal?" Sephrioth replied, taking her hand and tapping her claws, testing their hardness.
"Shouldn't be too hard. We'll collect the rest of the team and head to Level 14 later." Angeal answered. By 'rest of the team', Angeal meant Cloud and Zack. When group field training was called for, Kit, Zack and Cloud usually teamed up since Kit's and Zack's mentors were friends. And since a third full member was called for, Sephrioth usually took the post.
"We've got Capture the Flag combat tomorrow, right?" Kit asked as Angeal studied her feline eyes. She playfully stuck her tongue out at him. He broke into a grin and stuck his back out at her.
"That's actually this evening." Genesis replied, putting plates on the bar where they were taking a casual breakfast. Capture the Flag Combat was were two teams of three worked together to immobolize the other team, capture their flag, and return to their own base in the fastest time. It taught teams to work together and how to how to cover each others weaknesses with their own strengths. "But we should have enough time beforehand to work with you. We don't have anything the rest of the day to do, do we?" Genesis added, looking to his two friends.
"Nope." Angeal replied.
"Not that I know of." Sephrioth answered.
"It's set then. Once Cloud and Zack wake up and have breakfast, we'll head to level 14 and work on your new abilities and balancing it out among the other two. Once I know Lazard's up and moving, I'll call him and reserve the room for training." Genesis concluded.
And that's where they were two hours later, in the holographic training room on level 14. They had chosen Junon Canon for the arena.
"Do you still remember how to get into the air?" Angeal inquired. In answer, Kit spread her wings and shot upward. She hovered a good 50 feet above their heads. Zack was openmouthed in awe.
"Cool!" She heard him say.
"Try diving." Angeal told her in the earpeice she wore. Tucking her wings in halfway, she rocketed toward them. Right before she slammed into the canon, she unfurled her wings and lightly dropped to the surface.
" 'When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end, the goddess descends from the sky, wings of light and dark spread afar, she guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.'" Leave it to Genesis to quote a verse of Loveless.
Looking at each other, Kit and Sephrioth smiled and chorused, "Prologue, Loveless."
"Not bad. Now dive off the end on the canon, open your wings and let the air lift you."
"Okey Dokey." Kit broke into a grin, running and taking a flying leap off the end and dove, flipping and rolling as she went. A good 20 feet before she slammed into the docks below, she unfurled her wings with a snap, soaring up with the movement. As she rose to their level, she broke out laughing. The force of the outburst rolled her backwards in the air.
"Ahh. That was fun. Gotta do that again sometime." Kit breathed through her laughter.
"Showoff!" Zack told her as she touched down.
"I'm a showoff and you're the clown, so what?" She retorted, slowly moving her wings, easing the cramps that had formed.
"Wings hurt?" Genesis asked, rubbing the spots where wings connected to back. She flet warmth sink into the muscles and ease the screaming pain.
"Just gimme a few minutes rest, and I'll be back up there." She replied. A few minutes later, Kit was back in the air.
"Let's try some attack and defend." She heard Sephrioth tell her. With her keen sight, she saw Angeal and Genesis lift their hands. Fireballs flew from Genesis' hand while ice crystals emerged from Angeal's. Sephrioth flew toward her, his katana drawn. She drew her double bladed sword, Kitsune, and activated it's special feature: a press of a button on the hilt swung one blade around 180 degrees to become a double-bladed staff. She swung it to the ready position.
She bared her fangs in a grin. "You want some ya old geez? Come get some!" He flew at her, Mesamune swinging. Kit blocked and ducked every swing along with every fireball and ice crystal.
"Not bad youngling. But can you handle Mesamune's full power?" He asked.
"You mean you weren't using it's full power? Now I feel insulted." Kit pouted. "I wasn't using my full power either." She shrugged. She grinned fangs again. "Now, I will." She growled, streaking toward him. Her keen ears caught Zack's whistle of appreciation.
"Damn, she's fast." She heard Angeal tell Genesis through the mike.
"You were not lying when you told me about her speed. Or power." Sephrioth told Genesis as Kit struck. He almost didn't get Mesamune up in time to block. Blocking sword with katana jarred his arm. She darted to the side and stuck again. He lept back a split second before her blades cut him. He noticed her cat-eyes start to glow red. 'Aw shit.' He thought. She was in danger of losing control and didn't know it. Angeal must have noticed it too, for an ice shard streaked toward her, slamming into her back and freezing her from her torso down. She looked down in suprise.
"Why didn't I sense that?" She asked as her frozen body gently landed on the canon.
"You weren't supposed to. You almost went out of control."
"I did? Damn, that's not good." She whispered, her voice shaking with fright and breaking free of her ice prison, streaked out of the room, breaking up the hologram in the process. Her two teammates watched her retreating form.
"Is she going to be okay?" Zack asked, concerned for his friend.
"She just got scared, she'll be fine." Genesis replied. "I hope. I'm going to see it I can find her." He added walking out of the room, cellphone in hand, already dialing.
Me: Little quick note guys, This is going to be under constant review and editing to make it better.
Zack: So check back often!
Reno: As always, Read and Review!
Well, what do you think so far?