Before I start, I want to point a few things out.
This story is ... well I guess you could say it's AU (alternate universe) from Advent Children.
I have the characters WAAAAAYYY OOC. I know they won't act like this in the movie. You don't have to tell me that.
It's just something I wrote for fun and if I owned these guys, this is probably how they'd act
Yazoo is gay D
Now with that in mind, I'd like to post the first chapter... this is actually a prequel to the story itself. The story won't be from Yazoo's POV, but this first part is. Any critism or corrections are welcome. There's swearing in this BTW... and Yazoo abuse, but no, I don't hate him.
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The Wheel
"Stray!
-Stray, Yoko Kanno
No Regrests cause I got nothing to lose
Ever Stray!
So Im gonna live my life as I choose
Until I fall
Stray"
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I hate my life. Every day I wake up and ask myself the same questions. Is this the way life is supposed to be? Are you supposed to wish each and every day was your last? Is it normal to go to bed at night praying that you don't wake up the next morning? I often wonder what I did to deserve such a miserable fate, but as far back as I can remember, my life has always been like this.
"Why are there still dishes in the sink?" Sephiroth asked slowly approaching the back of the couch where me and my two bothers sat.
I didn't say anything but I knew damn well why they were still there. My two brothers and I each had to take turns cleaning the house and doing different chores. I didn't mind doing them when it was my turn, but my oaf of an older brother, Loz, would always make me do his chores. He never did anything around the house. He always made me do his stuff, and often things that didn't even need to be done like fixing his broken crap or making him food. If I refused, I'd usually end up with at least a bloody nose and a limp. He just loved making my life a living hell. That was his favorite thing. From the instant I woke up to the moment I went to bed, he had to be torturing me somehow. So maybe that doesn't seem so bad, but Sephiroth could be even worse sometimes.
To say Sephiroth's punishments were cruel beyond belief would be an understatement. Despite the fact that he mostly stayed in his room all day, occasionally checking to make sure the house was in good shape, or going to the bathroom, I feared him way more than both my brothers combined. In fact, all three of us would tremble at the slightest hint of him being angry, and this time was no different.
I should have done the dishes to avoid any confrontation, so why didn't I? First of all, I was so damn sick of Loz's bullying; second of all, I had the smallest glimmer of hope that Sephiroth would realize it was Loz's turn and thus, punish him. Normally, I wouldn't wish Sephiroth's punishments on anyone, but Loz just went too far sometimes. In fact, the though of Loz in great pain would bring a smile to my face and almost make me outright laugh.
"Well?" Sephiroth put his hands on the top of the couch leaning over it slightly.
I didn't need to turn to him to know he was staring at me. His stare was so cold you could feel it a mile away; my body shivered almost uncontrollably, and all ready I knew that not washing those dishes was one of the dumbest ideas I'd ever had.
"I think it was Loz's turn."
Oh, thank you Kadaj! I felt so much relief I almost wanted to hug him.
Kadaj is my other, younger, brother. Though he was the youngest, anyone could tell he was the most mature. In fact, Loz and I looked to him as a leader of sorts, and I could even confide in him sometimes. Mostly I'd keep to myself, but if I ever felt like I was about to explode or just couldn't take it, I knew Kadaj would listen. The downside with Kadaj was, even though he got annoyed with me and Loz fighting all the time, he very rarely did anything to prevent or stop it. In the event that he did do something, it was usually just saying, "Just leave him alone, Loz." or even, "Would you both just shut the hell up?"
Also, Kadaj was clearly the favorite of Sephiroth. I can't remember a single time that Kadaj ever got punished or even yelled at. He did worked hard to gain Sephiroth's appreciation. If Sephiroth asked him to do something, he'd always do it, no questions asked. A few times when Loz and I were bickering too loudly, Sephiroth came out of his room and asked Kadaj what was going on. Kadaj would always tell the truth, even if it meant me or Loz getting hurt. I guess I wasn't wild about that part, but tonight, everything seemed to be going my way. Sephiroth had just heard from his beloved Kadaj that Loz didn't do his job, so surely Loz would be the one to face Sephiroth's wrath.
"Y-Yazoo said he'd do them..." Loz quickly sputtered pointing in my direction.
I could hear the fear in his voice, which normally I would enjoy, but because he tried to put the blame on me, I felt just as afraid, "No, I didn't!" I retorted glaring at him.
"You liar, you did too," he reached over Kadaj to give me a quick swat to the head. It didn't hurt much.
"No, you just assumed I would because you always make me do your shit!"
"See?" he pointed at me again, now looking frightfully at Sephiroth, "He always does it, so it's his fault."
Sephiroth rolled his eyes and sighed at this point. My heart skipped when I saw that. I could almost feel the flames of his rage growing strong, or maybe it was my own body head rising as the sweat began to form on my forehead. Before I could even think, the terror and anger I felt gripped my body to the point where I could feel myself begin to tremble. Loz had just made a rather convincing point; or at least, convincing enough for Sephiroth.
I still tried to defend myself, despite my panicking, "No, it was your turn dammit! Why do you always try to blame things on me?!"
"Because it's always your fault!" At this point I could do nothing as he, again, reached over Kadaj, grabbed a chunk of my hair and pulled hard. I cried out, in both frustration and pain. Loz was strong, and when he pulled my hair, it felt like someone stabbing me in the head.
"STOP IT!" I grabbed his arm and tried to pry his hand away from my hair, but that just made him tug harder, practical pulling my body towards him.
"I'll make him do it!" Loz grasped more hair with his other hand, and pulled so hard I suddenly found myself flying face first into Kadaj's lap. No... actually, it wasn't really his lap that I landed in. Though, to tell the truth, normally I wouldn't mind being face first in a guy's crotch, this was different; first of all, this was my brother, and second of all, this wasn't a time for me to be horny.
The high pitched yelp that emitted from Kadaj when I landed might have actually been amusing if the situation was different, "Damn it!" Kadaj, completely annoyed now, shoved me off so hard, I hit the floor, feeling a quick pain in my back as I landed.
Before I had time to sit up, Loz, now kneeling behind me, seized me by my underarms and began to pull me upward, "I'll make him do it! Do you want me to make him do it, Sir? I'll so make him do it."
I was so close! So close to getting Loz into trouble. There was not a chance in hell that I'd let him get away now. Not a god damned chance, "No! I'm not doing it!"
He lifted me to my feet, still holding me by my armpits, "You little brat!" he screamed in my ear causing me to choke on his sour breath. Yes, Loz had a bad hygiene problem and everyone in the house knew it. We had even brought it up to him before, but the asshole just didn't like to stay clean. Still, I struggled to get free, as I always did, even though it was no use.
Then, everything changed. For what seemed like no reason at all, Sephiroth turned away and began walking calmly back to his room. All three of us completely froze and just watched him walk away. Sephiroth would never pass up the chance to punish one of us, so the only other option was that he was up to something, and that couldn't be good.
Fortunately for me, Loz had weakened his grip, and I was actually able to squirm free. As I did, Loz looked at me for a split second then turned back to where Sephiroth had headed off to.
Kadaj, who had been sitting on the couch the whole time, turned to both us, "Oh you guys are gonna get it now," he had the slightest trace of amusement in his voice.
I swallowed, hard. He was right. I had no doubt that whatever Sephiroth had left for, it would mean a lot of pain for me and probably Loz, too.
"DAMN IT!" Loz screamed in a complete panic. Honestly, he looked like he was going to cry, "YOU!" he made a reaching motion for me, but I moved out of his range, "Why the hell didn't you just stick to our agreement?" he began to slowly walk toward me.
Great. Wonderful. Now not only was Loz going to beat me into a pulp, but Sephiroth was pissed off at me too. How could this get any better? If I had just done those fucking dishes, this wouldn't have happened. But I had to try and defy Loz. Even if the plan had worked and Loz had gotten punished, it wouldn't mean that he wouldn't have kicked the shit out of me for it. The only thing going though my mind was the question, 'What the hell was I thinking?'
"We agreed that if you did my chores, and did what I told you to do, I wouldn't beat you up!"
"You beat me up, anyway, constantly!" I yelled back, "You find something to beat me up for at least twice a week."
"If you would stop being such a little pussy," he took a step forward and poked me on the word 'pussy', "I wouldn't have to!"
We both gasped at the sound of Sephiroth's door opening. My heart began to beat faster and faster as his footsteps grew ever closer. I swallowed trying to get rid of the lump in my throat. Never before had I so strongly felt the urge to just run, and never stop running, but yet, I just stood there too afraid to move.
Sephiroth casually walked around the corner, holding an easel under his arm, along with what appeared to be a piece of white cardboard with some art on it. He set the easel up, and placed the cardboard upon it, "See this?" he pointed to it glancing back at us, seeming to be enjoying our fear.
Now I could get a good look at just what the cardboard was. Painted in the center of it was a circle. The circle divided into three equal sections with one of our names above one section. In the center of the circle was an arrow that one would spin. I assumed he planned to use this to pick one of us to do the dishes, or worse, punish. There was even a section for Kadaj, which kind of surprised me.
"Since you morons can't seem to decide who I should punish, I am going to let the wheel decide," Sephiroth explained, "And whoever's name it lands on, I will punish."
"Wait, what about me?" Kadaj asked, his voice beginning to shake.
"What about you?" Sephiroth glared back at him.
"Well, Sir... I-I had nothing to do with this," now he began to shiver when he realized Sephiroth wasn't about to treat him favorably this time.
Sephiroth chuckled, "I know. That's what makes it so interesting."
Kadaj's face completely fell, and his eyes grew about twice their normal size and for a second he just stared ahead. Then he put his head in his hand and rubbed his eyes, "Oh, god dammit you guys..."
I really felt sorry for him. He didn't deserve to be punished and I knew if that wheel landed on his name, he'd never forgive me.
"... if that thing lands on my name..." Kadaj finished.
Sephiroth smiled his trademark evil grin, "Let's give it a spin, shall we?" and with a graceful motion, he lifted his hand up to the arrow, and did just that.
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