Note: Before I start the story, there are just a couple of things I want to say.
First of all, technically this is a crossover from Final Fantasy VII, but I'm only bringing in one character, the title character. I don't know a lot about him because I've never played FF7. I only know what I know from watching Advent Children, what my Final Fantasy Fanatic Friend (wow, that's a mouthful) told me, and what I learned from Wikipedia (gotta love that site). So some inaccuracies I have may be unintentional, or are intentional for the story's sake.
I also do not own Maximum Ride or Final Fantasy VII, and that's the only disclaimer I will put up here. I'm covering myself for this whole story.
I will also have more Faxness this time around, I promise. But just a little warning, or something for you to look for, the love scenes might get a little M-rated.
Okay, that's all. On with the story.
The flames raged on in what used to be the Facility. What was once the heart of Itex and Re-evolution was now nothing but ashes burning away.
But through the flames, he walked. The flames brushed at his skin, but he was not burned. Not even his black trench coat or black combat boots were affected by them. His long, silver hair flowed with the dancing flames.
His penetrating, emerald green eyes looked around at what was once his prison. Now it was destroyed. He was now free. Free to start the destruction he was created to make.
He continued walking through the flurry of fire. Then he came across a body laying down. A body that was also untouched by the surrounding flames. His clothes had been burned away but his skin had no burns. He had short red hair and strange tattoo around his right eye. It looked like a strange version of the cent sign.
"Are you the cause of this?" the silver-haired man asked, not really to anyone, "You are unaffected by this fire, but you seem to be in great pain."
The body on the ground then let out a tiny moan.
"So, you are still alive?" Every word was pronounced with grace. "But you seem to be suffering. You released me from this prison, so now I shall return the favor."
He took his left hand and reached to the right side of his waist. On a belt he was wearing was a nine foot long katana. He grabbed and removed it and held it up above the body.
"I shall release you of your suffering."
He raised the sword and got ready to swing it down, but he stopped. The body on the ground let out another moan, louder and longer than before.
"Oh, so you seem to have a desire to live," he said. He stood over the body with his long sword still raised. Then he placed the sword back where it was in his belt.
"Fine, I shall let you live. But if you should cross my path, I will kill you without hesitation."
With that, a giant wing came from the man's right side. It was mainly black with some dark blue and purple feathers.
"Wait," said the young man on the ground in barely a whisper, "Who are you?"
The man looked back down to the young man on the ground. "Who are you?" he asked back to him.
"I'm… Asch."
The man turned away from Asch. "Asch… I shall remember your name. You may call me Sephiroth. Remember what I told you. If you seek me out, I will destroy you."
Then Sephiroth took off into the night sky, leaving Asch alone in the great blaze.
"Sephiroth…" whispered Asch, then he slipped back into darkness.
Well, intrigued or bored? R&R please.