(Author's Note:
There are a lot of stories about Reeve, but few that I know of about his
life as Cait Sith. Yet another wrong
righted by Yours Truly. And if you'd be
so sweet and nice and stuff like that as to leave a review, I might even drop
in and return the favor. Oh
yeah…Characters are Squaresoft's, etc…duh.)
Toy of a child
It occurs to me
that it's a good thing I'm a Shinra exec, and don't really make my living as a
fortune-telling, Mog-riding cat. Otherwise,
I'd be out on the streets, or fed to the nasties that live in the desert around
Gold Saucer. I mean, how many of my
fortunes have been even close? "Your
favorite color is Blue"…what is THAT supposed to mean?
The only one that
even came close was the "you will lose something dear" card…and for once, I
wished it had been wrong. It figures,
since it was the only time I was ever right.
We all lost something dear that day…yeah, you know what I'm talking
about. Her. The Ancient, the Cetra, the green-eyed girl…Aeris to her
friends…and to me.
Aeris probably
would have included me in that group of people she called friends, but
sometimes I think I don't deserve it.
Even after she knew I was a Shinra spy, she was still telling me to be
strong at the Temple. She knew what I
was, and if she cared, she didn't let it show.
On the trip to the temple, after they found out what I was, she was the
only one in the group who would talk to me.
Everyone else heard the word "Shinra" as a synonym for "Spawn of the
Devil." She preferred to judge the
person. I owed her so much for that
little bit of kindness.
I wish we could
have gotten to the Ancient City a little sooner. Then maybe we could have saved her. Cloud's face when we beat that…thing, and then set her in the
pool…words can't describe the ache written on his face. I tried to cheer him up a little, but there
was nothing I could do, so I just toddled back to the house we'd stayed in.
I guess it didn't
help that I'd predicted a long a beautiful future for Cloud and Aeris. But she loved him, I think, and I wanted to
give her something back for being nice to me.
So I lied about what the card said, about seeing a bright future, just
so she'd smile. Then she was killed…how
much worse can it get? At least one of
my last memories is of her lighting up when I gave that prediction.
Cloud has sent us
all off to find our reason for fighting.
The Mog is just powered down in the corner of the Highwind's chocobo
stall, nice and out of the way. Cloud
and Tifa are still there. I wonder if
she has any feelings for him. The way
she left us in Mideel to take care of him tells me yes. I'd like to read their fortunes, but after
the way the last one turned out…
I don't need to
wander far to look at my reason for going into the last fight. I want to try and undo some of the damage
Shinra did, both in making the people in the slums live like they do, and for
unleashing that…thing named Sephiroth on the Planet. And Aeris…you'll be avenged, I promise. I owe you that much, even if I can't take back the things I did.
It's a little odd,
trying to separate the Man from the Mog/Cat.
It's a kind of secret identity, and I must confess, it's fun
sometimes. Even if the cover isn't so
good.
