Disclaimer: Don't own, why would I need to?

Summary: She never thought she would come to this. She did everything, both for her own people and for them and now this was how these worthless beings treated her. So be it. She would wait until the time was right, like all those years ago. The story of what humans call extraterrestrial from being a queen to a calamity.

Author note: Written for the prompt dear Counterfeit God asked me to write. My first try at writing Jenova (never thought I would) Anyway, I hope you like it. Not a one-shot, though XD

Warning: Rated M for violence in later chapter.

Enjoy!

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The endless black void was dotted by countless stars, twinkling in distance. It was no different from what she had always seen. No different from what she'd been seeing all her long life. And yet, she couldn't help but revel in joy from seeing it again and again and again.

When she was just a kid, she could remember asking about what those were, how they got that far away, she could remember that it was her utmost wish to stretch her hand and have one of those shiny things for her own.

Now, everything was different. She knew what they were, her knowledge about the universe that surrounded her and the planet that she lived on growing exponentially as she grew up. It was the same process every that every single kid in their race went through. She was no different and she hated it.

She held her eyes closed. Not needing to open them to see her surrounding, the sky, already knowing it by heart. Nothing had changed significantly during her life but chiefs said that they had been there as the stars crawled slowly to form what she now was seeing.

Everyone had silver hair, the same pale bluish skin, even the wings. And yet she wanted to be different, and she was. Deep down, she knew she was.

They had everything they wanted, everything to satisfy their needs. And the vast, growing knowledge helped them in every possible way; from maintaining the planet to their intimate relationships. They knew everything.

Or so they thought. And she waited. Waited until the time was right.

Her coronation.

And thus she was, finally, the queen of her vast yet insignificant planet. She knew what none of them saw it coming and yet she kept quiet. She knew they wouldn't believe. She was too young compared to them. They wouldn't let her speak, wouldn't let her become what she was supposed to be if she did so.

The same smile was on her lips as she walked among her people, talking to them, trying to help them as much as she was capable of but when her eyes landed on the children, she couldn't stop the hurt, the worry that flashed in her eyes. She knelt beside them, threading her delicate fingers through silken silvery hair, all the while trying not to look at their eyes. She knew she couldn't survive that.

She knew it and she could do nothing. It was their future, mostly those kids that she was worried about.

She was worried about her own child.

The creation that would soon emerge from her own body. Her own creation alone, one and only.

She could sense its growth, could feel every cell, everything with all her existence and instead of the overflowing joy that bubbled in her heart, she became sorrowful.

She could hear as time ticked by and instead of doing something she just sat there, doing nothing. What would befall her planet? What would befall her son?

Soon, she was given the chance to cradle her creation, her progeny and could do nothing but be mesmerized by the shade of those large eyes, by the smile that were on his small lips, to drown herself in his world and hide there forever.

Only, she was robbed of the chance.

Her son, the heir to their planet, her beloved died as soon as he came. And She couldn't withhold anymore.

She broke under the restraint. And the planet followed afterwards.

The planet was starting to degrade. Greenery wilted, catching fire. Flood striking one part of the planet as the others were suffering from drought. All the natural disasters hitting their planet.

It was not what she had wanted.

It was already too much.

Too much pain. Too much suffering.

She didn't want this.

Mustering all the energy that she had left, she decided to end it.

Exile.

She was willing to sacrifice herself for her beloved planet, where her son now was a part of.

She banished herself so that at least all her people's suffering would cease to be.

Now that she thought about them, a somber smile curved her lips.

Violet eyes snapped open.