Hi guys! This is the first chapter of my new story, starting with Seph's POV! Hope you stick through it and enjoy! -Soranryu
"Ugh…where am I?" Rubbing his head to ease the throbbing, he took a good look at his surroundings. He heard rustling and tensed up automatically. To his surprise, what he saw was a teenage girl. "Oh…you're awake. I've brought you some food and medication," she looked at him and smiled, not fazed even though his sword was unsheathed.
She settled down beside him and passed him the food. He couldn't resist hunger and started eating. As he ate, she started applying medication on his wounds and changing his bandages. It seemed that she has been doing this for some time. He winced a little when she applied pressure, but that's all.
"You know, you've been out for a few days. When you crashed into this abandoned house, no one dared to come near anymore. I was shocked when you crashed in, all bloody and unconscious. My name is Flame, by the way. What's yours?" she asked, not stopping in treating him.
He pondered in silence for a while, whether he should give her any information about him. However, seeing how she has been nice to him, treating his injury when he's out cold, he decided it is ok, "I'm Sephiroth. Where am I?"
"This house was abandoned when its previous owner died, as he was a little mysterious. He has no family, and since I was his only friend, he trusted me with this house when he passed on. I was living in this house, so I guess you could call it mine? Nobody dared to come here though, because they believed that his soul is still around," she replied, passing him a comb.
Sephiroth tried to comb his hair, but realized he couldn't as he was still weak. Seeing his struggle, Flame took the comb from him and got behind him, running the comb through his long, silver strands. As she worked on the knots, she spoke, "To be honest…I became friends with the owner because I was an outcast, like him. He never told me his name, so I just called him Owner.
"Owner…was a nice man. He wasn't hiding some dark secret or some evil villain everyone believed him to be. He just preferred to keep to himself. He died young from sickness…and left this house for me." Silence ensued and Flame chuckled awkwardly, "Sorry, I'm talking randomly again. There, your hair is all smooth now!"
Shaking his head, Sephiroth was satisfied that his hair once again falls gracefully behind his back. His green catlike eyes followed the girl's movements as she packed up the medical supplies. She motioned for him to follow and he did, away from where he had crashed in and up to the upper floors of the house.
Stopping in front of a door, Flame pushed it open and led him into the room, "You can stay here for now. Rest up while I get more medicine from the pharmacy. And since it's near dinner time, I'll go get more food as well. See ya!" With that, she left.
Well...that's all for this short chapter! On to the next! -Soranryu