Angel With Scabbed Wings
By Shasta *********************************************************************** Legal Shite: I dun own Final Fantasy VII. It belongs to Squaresoft and a Japanese man. Still, it would be nice to own Sephiroth.... I only own Angel, who is my own character. Don't go using her without me permission, ya hear?! Oh yes....excuse the title...I could'nt think of anything good....-__- I dun own anything!!!! (Note: I have an irish accent, FYI.)
Summery: A young girl by the name of Angel is found sick and weakened by General Sephiroth during a visit to Midgar....There is something strange about her.....for start, the glowing blue eyes..... FOR THE LOVE OF CHEESE, REVIEW! *******************************************************************
He walked through the town, surveying the scenery. People went about their ways, off to work or whatever.... Occasionally, the odd child would ask for an autograph. Although this annoyed the General, he did'nt refuse to sign their notepads. Flicking his silky, long silver hair out of those beautiful green eyes, he walked onward towards The Honeybee Inn, where his men were enjoying the many er...'services' the inn had to offer. Sephiroth sighed heavily as he walked inside, ignoring the adoring coos of the scantly clad women around him. He walked to the bar and sat down on a bar stool.
"What can i get yeh?" said the bartender, a tall, thin man with glasses, who was absently drying a glass in one hand. "Gimme a bourbon on the rocks." said Sephiroth, running a hard through his heavenly silver hair.
(*Author swoons at the sight of Sephy smoothing his hair*)
The bartender nodded and made up the drink. He handed it to the silver haired soilder and sighed. "Rough night?"
Sephiroth took a long gulp from his drink. "Sorta...." he said, in a final tone of voice.
Sephiroth wondered why he ever became a General in the first place. First off, there was hardly any good monsters to fight and people in Midgar had adapted to the rough life...He though about giving up..but then again, he needed the pay...
Sephiroth finished his drink and paid the bartender. He yawned loudly and walked upstairs, passing semi-naked couples on the way.
He walked up two flights of stairs untill he reached his private living quarters. He wished he had'nt agreed to stay at this seedy place.. Sephiroth certainly was'nt a seedy man. He respected women and was against any kind of violence or perversion against them... He was completly rubbish at chatting them up, though... As a result, he was alone, chaiste and unloved. He did'nt really care, though. love was a stupid thing in his opinion. It caused people to do stupid things under the influence of love....
But then again, this WAS coming from a guy who had never even KISSED a woman....
Sephiroth let himself into his room and closed the door behind him. He unclipped his most prized possesion, his Masamune, from the scabbord on his back and set it against one corner. He pulled off his leather trenchcoat and quickly changed into a pair of baggy pajamma bottoms and an old t-shirt. He felt unusally tired....
Must be the bourbon.. he thought, as he climbed into the bed, covering himself with the sheets. Before long, he was sleeping peacefully, unaware of events that lay ahead....
Sephiroth felt someone shake him awake.
"Fuck off....i'm sleepin'..." he growled, still half-asleep, pulling the covers up over his head.
The person shook him again.
"Masamune, come!"yelled Sephiroth. Instantly, the Masamune flew to him, missing the harlot by meer inches. Sephiroth sat up and pointed the sword at the woman.
"What is the meaning of this?!"he yelled.
The woman, a tall woman with dark green hair and heavily enhanced breasts, smoothed out her hooker gear and folded her arms.
"General, the boy's wanna know if you want to go site seeing with them.." she said, narrowing her dark brown eyes.
Sephiroth growled. He obviously was'nt a morning person. "What time is it?"
"Almost noon, sir."said the harlot.
Sephiroth groaned and got out of bed.
"Get out and let me get dressed, woman!"he yelled.
The hooker smirked. "I have no problem watching. I bet you have a nice ass!"
Sephiroth turned the palest shade of pink. "Mind your own damn buisness and get the fuck out!"he bellowed.
The hooker scowled, but obeyed.
Sephiroth sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "This is gonna be a long day.." he said to himself......
**********
Sephiroth walked through the town and muttered darkly to himself. He had long since seperated from his soilders, they only wanting to get drunk and pick up hookers.....the perverts...
He walked through the town, just minding his own buisness when he heard an evil sounding laughter. He paused and perked his ears in the direction of the laughter. It was coming from an alleyway. Sephiroth walked silently to the source of the voice and saw the back of a man staring down at a woman who was lying on the ground, bleeding and looking very weak. Sephiroth could'nt really she her as the man was standing in his way, but he knew what was going to happen...
"So, baby...waddia say? Wanna have some fun, or do i have knock more sense into you?"said the man, laughing madly. The woman groaned feebly. "please.....no....don't!"she groaned.
The man growled and yelled "Bitch!" before bending down....
SWISH!
CRACK!
The man slumped to the grounded, fatally wounded by the Masamune that poked through his back and out his front. Sephiroth casually pulled his sword out of the dead man and wiped it on the guy's clothes. He clipped it back onto his scabbord and turned to the woman. She had passed out. Sephiroth saw that she was quite attractive. She had pale skin, though not nearly as pale as his, and her faces was covered in cuts and bruises. Although her eyes were closed, Sephiroth could clearly see from the very faint glow behind her eyelids that they we're dark blue. Her hair was cut into a bob that came to her strong jaw and was slightly tangled. The hair itself did'nt bother with blonde. It was just pure, pearly white.... Her white leather trousers were ripped and stained with dirt and blood and her left breast was almost completly exposed from a cut in her blue tank top. Sephiroth reckoned she was around 19, a year younger than himself...
Damn, she's beautiful.....................whoa..where'd that come from? he thought, as he picked the woman in his arms and flew her back to the inn...
The young woman stirred and opened her eyes. Sephiroth was right. There were a dazzling shade of midnight blue and they glowed with the energy of Mako. She blinked several times and gazed up at the silver haired man in wonder. Then, she realized that she was in the HoneyBee Inn and began to scream at the top of her lungs....
Downstairs...
Cloud Striffe: *on hearing the scream* Man, Sephiroth must be one hell of a shag!
(Hee hee! I had to put that in! ^_^)
Back to the story...
Sephiroth clamped a hand over the woman's mouth. "Hey! Shh! I'm not gonna hurt you..........please...don't scream.."
He gently removed his hand and the girl sat up, looking at him quizzically. "General Sephiroth..?"she said, in a scratchy voice, before coughing violently.
Sephiroth put a hand on her shoulder. "Are you alright?"
"I've been sick for a while.....but i'll live....the names Angel....Angel Seraphim."said the woman, clearing her throat. She had a soft, Cosmo Canyon accent...
"Sephiroth...just Sephiroth. What are you doing in Midgar?"said Sephiroth.
Angel coughed again. "I work at the Science and Techknowlagy department at Shinra Inc. I don't live here...i take an airship from Cosmo Canyon.....aaa...aaa..ATCHOO!" Angel sneezed.
Sephiroth handed her a hanky. "You should rest for a while...get over that cold..i'll go get some soup for you..."he said.
Angel waved her hand. "No, that's okay..i just wanna get home to my grandfather....."
Sephiroth shook his head. "Dang, i was hoping to get to know you better over some soup.."he said, making a fat lip.
Angel laughed. "Really! Tell you what..the next time you're in Cosmo Canyon, come visit me. I live in the Cosmo Candle Inn....but if i'm not there, try Bugenhagen's observitory. That's were Grampa lives."
Angel stood up and brushed herself off. Sephiroth noticed that she had a pearly white, furry tail that grew from the base of her spine, ending in a deep blue ball of fire. He gasped. She was one of the last Cosmodian panter-people in existance....
"Something wrong?"said Angel, after a long silence.
Sephiroth blinked. "OH! Sorry...you..you have a tail!"he said.
Angel chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the back of her head. "Yes, i'm a Cosmodian Pantergirl...me and my brother Nanaki are the last of our kind... Granmpa takes good care of us..he is our piller of strenght..without his knowlagde of our species, me and dearest Nanaki would cease to be...."she said.
"What i don't get is how you look so human.."said Sephiroth, scanning Angel up and down.
Angel coughed slightly. "Well, when we Cosmodians reach the age of 50, our bodies go through a physiqal change known as 'Katmata' or 'evolution'. In other words, when we reach the age of 50, we no longer walk on 4 legs or have fur..we still retain our tails, though. That is the way we tell each other apart."
Sephiroth jumped. "Waitaminute....you're 50?!?!"
"53 to be exact...my tribe has incredible longetivity..53 is the meer equalivlent of 21 in human years. My brother is yet to undergo the Katmata....that is why i must return...he is going through a difficult stage right now..he is confused on what to expect and do..."said Angel.
Sephiroth sat down, taking this all in. He understood the ways of the Cosmodians, but never in his 20 years of life had he heard anything quite like this....
Finally, after a painfully long silence, he stood up. "If you wish to go to Cosmo Canyon, then i shall escort you there....nightfall is when the sick weirdos come out to prey on the unsuspecting innocents." he said.
Angel nodded. "Thank you, Sephiroth..."
Sephiroth smiled. "The pleasure is all mine, dearest Angel."
********* (Good place for a cliffy, eh? ^-^)
Night-time fell. The sky turned an evil shade of blackish-purple, dotted with few stars. The moon was full and bright, casting an eerie glow along the canyon. The cloaked figure moved swiftly among the dancing shadows from the Cosmo Candle. Lifting his hood ever so slightly, revealing a hint of silky black hair and haunting grey eyes, he looked up at the conservitory..
"He knows too much..he knows of the Ancients.....his knowledge must not reach the ShinRa...for it is i who must find The Promised Land..and then......sweet sweet Lucreceedia....you shall live once more.." He said to himself, his husky voice barely audiable under his breath.
He silently checked for any people. There was no-one. It was too late at night for anyone to be out...
The cloaked figure revealed his red sleeve out from under the cloak. On his wrist was am Iron Bangle, containing a single Fire materia. He raised his hand high and chanted the spell..... In an instant, the gentle, peaceful town of Cosmo Canyon was up in smoke....
****************************** TO BE CONTINUED **************************************** A/N: Gee, i love cliff-hangers! Who is the cloaked figure and what is his link to Lucreceedia? A cookie to however guesses right. Review me with plot suggestions and stuff like that and tell me how to improve this fic in any way. BTW, i'm thinking of having some Sephiroth/Angel lemon in the next chapters....but i dunno.. YOU, the reader, must decide! Keep the reviews comin'! I have nearly enough to fill my Olympic sized pool!
*jumps into the 1/4 full pool and breaks her leg*
Then again, 'nearly' is an under-statement...*faints* *********************************************************************** ~2nd September, 2002~
By Shasta *********************************************************************** Legal Shite: I dun own Final Fantasy VII. It belongs to Squaresoft and a Japanese man. Still, it would be nice to own Sephiroth.... I only own Angel, who is my own character. Don't go using her without me permission, ya hear?! Oh yes....excuse the title...I could'nt think of anything good....-__- I dun own anything!!!! (Note: I have an irish accent, FYI.)
Summery: A young girl by the name of Angel is found sick and weakened by General Sephiroth during a visit to Midgar....There is something strange about her.....for start, the glowing blue eyes..... FOR THE LOVE OF CHEESE, REVIEW! *******************************************************************
He walked through the town, surveying the scenery. People went about their ways, off to work or whatever.... Occasionally, the odd child would ask for an autograph. Although this annoyed the General, he did'nt refuse to sign their notepads. Flicking his silky, long silver hair out of those beautiful green eyes, he walked onward towards The Honeybee Inn, where his men were enjoying the many er...'services' the inn had to offer. Sephiroth sighed heavily as he walked inside, ignoring the adoring coos of the scantly clad women around him. He walked to the bar and sat down on a bar stool.
"What can i get yeh?" said the bartender, a tall, thin man with glasses, who was absently drying a glass in one hand. "Gimme a bourbon on the rocks." said Sephiroth, running a hard through his heavenly silver hair.
(*Author swoons at the sight of Sephy smoothing his hair*)
The bartender nodded and made up the drink. He handed it to the silver haired soilder and sighed. "Rough night?"
Sephiroth took a long gulp from his drink. "Sorta...." he said, in a final tone of voice.
Sephiroth wondered why he ever became a General in the first place. First off, there was hardly any good monsters to fight and people in Midgar had adapted to the rough life...He though about giving up..but then again, he needed the pay...
Sephiroth finished his drink and paid the bartender. He yawned loudly and walked upstairs, passing semi-naked couples on the way.
He walked up two flights of stairs untill he reached his private living quarters. He wished he had'nt agreed to stay at this seedy place.. Sephiroth certainly was'nt a seedy man. He respected women and was against any kind of violence or perversion against them... He was completly rubbish at chatting them up, though... As a result, he was alone, chaiste and unloved. He did'nt really care, though. love was a stupid thing in his opinion. It caused people to do stupid things under the influence of love....
But then again, this WAS coming from a guy who had never even KISSED a woman....
Sephiroth let himself into his room and closed the door behind him. He unclipped his most prized possesion, his Masamune, from the scabbord on his back and set it against one corner. He pulled off his leather trenchcoat and quickly changed into a pair of baggy pajamma bottoms and an old t-shirt. He felt unusally tired....
Must be the bourbon.. he thought, as he climbed into the bed, covering himself with the sheets. Before long, he was sleeping peacefully, unaware of events that lay ahead....
Sephiroth felt someone shake him awake.
"Fuck off....i'm sleepin'..." he growled, still half-asleep, pulling the covers up over his head.
The person shook him again.
"Masamune, come!"yelled Sephiroth. Instantly, the Masamune flew to him, missing the harlot by meer inches. Sephiroth sat up and pointed the sword at the woman.
"What is the meaning of this?!"he yelled.
The woman, a tall woman with dark green hair and heavily enhanced breasts, smoothed out her hooker gear and folded her arms.
"General, the boy's wanna know if you want to go site seeing with them.." she said, narrowing her dark brown eyes.
Sephiroth growled. He obviously was'nt a morning person. "What time is it?"
"Almost noon, sir."said the harlot.
Sephiroth groaned and got out of bed.
"Get out and let me get dressed, woman!"he yelled.
The hooker smirked. "I have no problem watching. I bet you have a nice ass!"
Sephiroth turned the palest shade of pink. "Mind your own damn buisness and get the fuck out!"he bellowed.
The hooker scowled, but obeyed.
Sephiroth sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "This is gonna be a long day.." he said to himself......
**********
Sephiroth walked through the town and muttered darkly to himself. He had long since seperated from his soilders, they only wanting to get drunk and pick up hookers.....the perverts...
He walked through the town, just minding his own buisness when he heard an evil sounding laughter. He paused and perked his ears in the direction of the laughter. It was coming from an alleyway. Sephiroth walked silently to the source of the voice and saw the back of a man staring down at a woman who was lying on the ground, bleeding and looking very weak. Sephiroth could'nt really she her as the man was standing in his way, but he knew what was going to happen...
"So, baby...waddia say? Wanna have some fun, or do i have knock more sense into you?"said the man, laughing madly. The woman groaned feebly. "please.....no....don't!"she groaned.
The man growled and yelled "Bitch!" before bending down....
SWISH!
CRACK!
The man slumped to the grounded, fatally wounded by the Masamune that poked through his back and out his front. Sephiroth casually pulled his sword out of the dead man and wiped it on the guy's clothes. He clipped it back onto his scabbord and turned to the woman. She had passed out. Sephiroth saw that she was quite attractive. She had pale skin, though not nearly as pale as his, and her faces was covered in cuts and bruises. Although her eyes were closed, Sephiroth could clearly see from the very faint glow behind her eyelids that they we're dark blue. Her hair was cut into a bob that came to her strong jaw and was slightly tangled. The hair itself did'nt bother with blonde. It was just pure, pearly white.... Her white leather trousers were ripped and stained with dirt and blood and her left breast was almost completly exposed from a cut in her blue tank top. Sephiroth reckoned she was around 19, a year younger than himself...
Damn, she's beautiful.....................whoa..where'd that come from? he thought, as he picked the woman in his arms and flew her back to the inn...
The young woman stirred and opened her eyes. Sephiroth was right. There were a dazzling shade of midnight blue and they glowed with the energy of Mako. She blinked several times and gazed up at the silver haired man in wonder. Then, she realized that she was in the HoneyBee Inn and began to scream at the top of her lungs....
Downstairs...
Cloud Striffe: *on hearing the scream* Man, Sephiroth must be one hell of a shag!
(Hee hee! I had to put that in! ^_^)
Back to the story...
Sephiroth clamped a hand over the woman's mouth. "Hey! Shh! I'm not gonna hurt you..........please...don't scream.."
He gently removed his hand and the girl sat up, looking at him quizzically. "General Sephiroth..?"she said, in a scratchy voice, before coughing violently.
Sephiroth put a hand on her shoulder. "Are you alright?"
"I've been sick for a while.....but i'll live....the names Angel....Angel Seraphim."said the woman, clearing her throat. She had a soft, Cosmo Canyon accent...
"Sephiroth...just Sephiroth. What are you doing in Midgar?"said Sephiroth.
Angel coughed again. "I work at the Science and Techknowlagy department at Shinra Inc. I don't live here...i take an airship from Cosmo Canyon.....aaa...aaa..ATCHOO!" Angel sneezed.
Sephiroth handed her a hanky. "You should rest for a while...get over that cold..i'll go get some soup for you..."he said.
Angel waved her hand. "No, that's okay..i just wanna get home to my grandfather....."
Sephiroth shook his head. "Dang, i was hoping to get to know you better over some soup.."he said, making a fat lip.
Angel laughed. "Really! Tell you what..the next time you're in Cosmo Canyon, come visit me. I live in the Cosmo Candle Inn....but if i'm not there, try Bugenhagen's observitory. That's were Grampa lives."
Angel stood up and brushed herself off. Sephiroth noticed that she had a pearly white, furry tail that grew from the base of her spine, ending in a deep blue ball of fire. He gasped. She was one of the last Cosmodian panter-people in existance....
"Something wrong?"said Angel, after a long silence.
Sephiroth blinked. "OH! Sorry...you..you have a tail!"he said.
Angel chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the back of her head. "Yes, i'm a Cosmodian Pantergirl...me and my brother Nanaki are the last of our kind... Granmpa takes good care of us..he is our piller of strenght..without his knowlagde of our species, me and dearest Nanaki would cease to be...."she said.
"What i don't get is how you look so human.."said Sephiroth, scanning Angel up and down.
Angel coughed slightly. "Well, when we Cosmodians reach the age of 50, our bodies go through a physiqal change known as 'Katmata' or 'evolution'. In other words, when we reach the age of 50, we no longer walk on 4 legs or have fur..we still retain our tails, though. That is the way we tell each other apart."
Sephiroth jumped. "Waitaminute....you're 50?!?!"
"53 to be exact...my tribe has incredible longetivity..53 is the meer equalivlent of 21 in human years. My brother is yet to undergo the Katmata....that is why i must return...he is going through a difficult stage right now..he is confused on what to expect and do..."said Angel.
Sephiroth sat down, taking this all in. He understood the ways of the Cosmodians, but never in his 20 years of life had he heard anything quite like this....
Finally, after a painfully long silence, he stood up. "If you wish to go to Cosmo Canyon, then i shall escort you there....nightfall is when the sick weirdos come out to prey on the unsuspecting innocents." he said.
Angel nodded. "Thank you, Sephiroth..."
Sephiroth smiled. "The pleasure is all mine, dearest Angel."
********* (Good place for a cliffy, eh? ^-^)
Night-time fell. The sky turned an evil shade of blackish-purple, dotted with few stars. The moon was full and bright, casting an eerie glow along the canyon. The cloaked figure moved swiftly among the dancing shadows from the Cosmo Candle. Lifting his hood ever so slightly, revealing a hint of silky black hair and haunting grey eyes, he looked up at the conservitory..
"He knows too much..he knows of the Ancients.....his knowledge must not reach the ShinRa...for it is i who must find The Promised Land..and then......sweet sweet Lucreceedia....you shall live once more.." He said to himself, his husky voice barely audiable under his breath.
He silently checked for any people. There was no-one. It was too late at night for anyone to be out...
The cloaked figure revealed his red sleeve out from under the cloak. On his wrist was am Iron Bangle, containing a single Fire materia. He raised his hand high and chanted the spell..... In an instant, the gentle, peaceful town of Cosmo Canyon was up in smoke....
****************************** TO BE CONTINUED **************************************** A/N: Gee, i love cliff-hangers! Who is the cloaked figure and what is his link to Lucreceedia? A cookie to however guesses right. Review me with plot suggestions and stuff like that and tell me how to improve this fic in any way. BTW, i'm thinking of having some Sephiroth/Angel lemon in the next chapters....but i dunno.. YOU, the reader, must decide! Keep the reviews comin'! I have nearly enough to fill my Olympic sized pool!
*jumps into the 1/4 full pool and breaks her leg*
Then again, 'nearly' is an under-statement...*faints* *********************************************************************** ~2nd September, 2002~