Vision of a child
Prologue: I call him Niichan
Five years ago I both predicted and then witnessed the Jenova incident. And because of it, the orphanage I lived at was destroyed. I had no where to go, and had to live on my own up until last year. At that time I had another prediction. Sephiroth would return.
Indeed he did. And unfortunately, I, like many others, was sick with the stigma. As I watched my second prediction come true I felt a deep sadness about the fate of one individual. Kadaj. I'd saw his past in a part of my vision and knew that he shouldn't die. But I was only thirteen and had no power to stop his death from happening.
Cloud, and ex-soldier, defeat Sephiroth and in doing so, Kadaj died because his body had not been able to handle Sephiroth's power. I watched him die and had started to cry and could not stop. I was torn by grief that I was too weak to do anything. Alone and upset, I wandered the Edge's deserted alleys. I found myself in front of Cloud and Tifa's bar, seventh-heaven. All of the events that had happened proved too much for me. And my whole life's story came pouring out. They took me in. And that's how it all started.
I've been living here for the past year and I've grown very attached to Cloud. He's treated me like a sister and I look up to him a lot.
EVERYBODY'S spoiled me though. I've also got to know all of Cloud's friends and they all became a big part of my life. When I turned fourteen, Cloud gave me a huge party and everyone came. Cloud got me a sword that I'd wanted and Vincent got me a really cool gun. But Tifa took them away.
"She's too young; you can't give these to her. She doesn't know how to use them."
She didn't know that Cloud and Vincent had been teaching me how to use them for about six months now. The sword and gun were gifts promised to me for having gotten as good as I had. So when Tifa took them away, I was devastated.
Turning fourteen did have its down side though. I began having visions again, only worse. Fevers and skull splitting-headaches accompanied the visions. The visions are choppier than before. I could hardly distinguish one thing from another. Well actually I could see one thing clearer than the rest. Kadaj. In my visions he was screaming MY name. Why? I don't know. No one does.
Because of these visions I've become the center of worry and pain. And I hate it.
Everyone has made it a priority to visit me at least twice a week. Vincent practically lives with us now as a precaution. Reno and Rude have stopped by. Cid has come to see me more often now and I even got to meet Cait Sith and Red Xlll. And worse of all, is that I've been visited by Rufus Shinra. I can't stand that man.
The point is I am causing every one trouble. And I hate being pitied.
Another thing is that Cloud is the only one who really understands why I'm so set on the way I feel about Kadaj. He knows I don't understand the point of fighting and killing. I may have learned to shoot and how to sword fight, but I do it to have fun, not to hurt others. I don't understand why people have to die for selfish desires. That's exactly why Kadaj died. To fuel Sephiroth's selfish desire to fight for his "mother". To me, that was a horrid reason for him to die. And Cloud understands that. Like I said, I call him Niichan. My big brother.