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      Blood

His dark eyes snapped open.

Fresh blood, it is being spilled.

His gnarled hands reached over the side of his open coffin, pulling himself out. He had been awakened, the sacrifice had been made. His eyes scanned the room. It was uncanny, the resemblance it had to the day he had been brought in here. Swinging his legs over, he caught sight of a small footprint that was amidst a sea of dust and dirt. Smiling to himself he lowered himself to the ground, and crawled over to it, for he was still weak. It was fresh. Someone had preformed the ritual on the coffin, not long ago. Sure enough, a glance around the walls revealed the lid to his coffin.

Come.

It was calling. His master. The person who had revived him, of the hell dimension he had been in for eternity. He stood up, struggling, leaning against the small dusty table his coffin had been placed on. Gasping for breath, and clutching his chest, he limped out, leaning against the wall for support. The door to the tomb was open; his master had known he would arise. Sunlight streamed into his eyes as he snapped them shut. The world was bright, cheerful; he almost gagged at the thought. It will be different soon, he thought to himself. The fear shall return……

Join me

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Rufus smiled scornfully to himself. She was dead, the last known surviving ancient, killed by one of her own kind. He thanked Cait Sith over the intercom, then turned to the large window revealing all of Midgar. Stupid imbeciles, I bet they're all crying now. Rufus chuckled gently. Scarlet, head of the weapons department, looked at him questioningly.

'She's dead'

'Who?'

'Who? What the hell were you doing? The ancient, last known surviving Cetra. Gone'

Scarlet threw back her head and laughed, showing of a row of pearly white teeth.

'Good riddance to bad rubbish, how did she die? The honey to busy fixing her hair to see the big bad monster behind her?'

'Sephiroth'

'Who?'

'SEPHIROTH WOMAN! Pay attention. He killed her, land of the ancients'

'Oh'

A moment of Silence followed, as Rufus stared at Midgar. It's a mess. How can people live there? Rufus let his mind wonder until Scarlet thumped the table.

'What are we gonna do?'

'Nothing'

'Nothing?'

'YES! Nothing. I don't care for a single one of them. Let us focus on our lives, and them on theirs'

'Ha, what do they HAVE to focus on?'

Rufus smiled.

'I ask myself that question a lot, Scarlet'

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A; N: I'm not sure how I'll continue the story; I have NO idea who the person at the start should be. If you liked it, and want more, REVIEW!! Please, review…. and I promise, if you DO want me to write more, I'll write it a little longer.