"Ooohhh, uhhhhh" he moaned, trying to find his way around in the darkness. "So, dark. I can't, can't find my way!" he thought as he began to hesitate. His body was weak, his eyesight as blind as a bat's and he was beginning to fall. "Somebody, please. Help me, please. I'm lost" he fell to the ground. Years seemed to have passed as he lie on the cold rock ground, waiting for somebody, anybody, to help him. "Are you okay?" a male voice asked. The boy tried to open his eyes, but couldn't. "Help" he managed to peep. "You must be one of them. Number 12, huh? Well, even you shouldn't be left out here. Guys, can you help me with him?" the man called back to his friends. Several hands gently picked up the boy and set him near a rock. The boy's head lolled to the side against the rough surface. "Where, where am I?" the boy whispered. "Poor guy, do you think he's alright?" a female voice felt his head. "So soft" the boy thought at the warmth of her hand. "I'm not sure, Tifa. All the clones seemed to have acted this way. I don't think there's anything we can do for him" the male voice sighed. "Can we at least take him back home with us, Cloud? Maybe we can raise this one to be a good one when all of this chaos is over" Tifa brushed the boy's hair to the side. "I'm not sure, what do you suggest, Vincent?" Cloud looked back at his cloaked friend. "Do as you please" Vincent answered and continued onto the path. "Okay. Hang in there. We'll come back for you" Cloud assured him and continued with his friends. "Okay" he boy nodded.
"A man said, that his voice would be familiar to me. Almost like a forgotten memory. He said that that man was my brother, Cloud. Why is he taking so long, though? I feel like I'm getting weaker and sicker by the minute" the boy thought impatiently in his mind. "I want to see, to see if he's still there" he clutched his hands. He slowly opened one eye and saw the world. Blury at first, but soon got clearer as his vision focused. He opened the other eye the same way and blinked. "Where, is this place?" he turned his head around at the foggy world. "Can I move?" he tried to twitch his leg. He fell to the side and groaned in pain. "It hurts" he put his hands to the ground and slowly got up, little by little. "So cold" he held his arms. "Brother?" he whispered. "Brother" he started to walk inch by inch around the area. "Brother, where are you?" he clutched his arms even tighter. He missed a step and fell, hard, onto the next rocky surface. "Brother. Help. I'm lost and I don't know where you are. Please, help me" the boy got up. He tried to step again, but tripped on his cloak and landed on his face. "I'm tired" he moaned, "tired of all this pain" he got up again. He unzipped his cloak and through it to the ground. Revealing his short silver hair, cat eyes, leather pants with no top and pale face, he walked around calling. "How long has it been since he left? I feel like my legs are going to tear off of me" the boy climbed onto the next platform. "Maybe brother, forgot me. Or, he left me there on purpose" the boy looked to the side. Tears began to stream down from his glowing eyes to the end of his cheeks. "He left me here, when he said he was going to take me with him" he clutched his fists. "But, why would he do something like that?" his voice began to choke. "It's because he probably hates me!" he hit his hand on the rough wall. "My own brother hates me!" he began to pound at the wall, until he fell to his knees.
Cloud looked up at the cloudy sky, darkening their bright sky. "It's going to rain" he thought as he looked down at the children playing in the front yard. "Cloud" Tifa called from behind her with her graceful voice. He turned around and saw Tifa looking out the window at him. "Hi" he looked back at the sky as she climbed onto the roof with him. "What's wrong?" she sat next to him and smiled. "I don't want to talk about it" he shook his head. "Talking will make you feel better" she put her hand on his back. "You always have ways of getting me to talk" he made a tiny smile. "So, what is it?" she asked giving him her full attention. "I don't know, it's just that. I feel kind of incomplete or something is missing that I forgot to get earlier" he looked to the side with concerned eyes. "Earlier today?" she tilted her head to the side. "No, almost like, earlier in my life. After we defeated Sephiroth, I still felt unhappy, like it didn't satisfy my revenge and I left something important behind" he closed his eyes for a few minutes. "We all forget something important in our lives" she frowned a little. "Yeah, but this important thing, it was like it needed me and I forgot it when it was dying, almost like a child forgetting to take care of a small kitten" he opened his eyes to her. Tifa looked to the side with a concerned look on her face. "I forgot something too" she said sadly. "We better bring the kids inside" he got up and crouched into the window and helped Tifa last. "C'mon kids. It's gonna rain!" Tifa opened the front door. "Can we stay out a little longer?" a little boy asked. "I'm sorry, but you might catch a cold and get sick. Come inside now" she brought them inside. "I think I'm gonna take a walk" Cloud said as the last kid walked inside the house. "Take this and be back by night, okay?" Tifa handed him an umbrella. He nodded and walked out into the rain.
Cloud hiked over to Zack's grave. He stared at the sword as rain ran down it like tears. "Am I forgetting something Zack, and if so, what? I have this feeling, something bad is going to happen if I don't find it" Cloud fell to his knees and layed his head gently on the sword.
"Brother, why did you leave me? I need you, brother" the boy felt the rain drip onto his bare back. "Kadaj" a dark voice called out to him. He got up in alarment and turned around. A pair of glowing green eyes stared into his. "Please don't hurt me!" the boy fell to his knees and held his arms. "I'm not going to hurt you" the figure knelt down to him. "Here, you look cold" the figure wrapped a jacket around the boy's icy arms. "Who are you?" the boy looked up at him. "I'm your older brother, Yazoo" the figure answered. "Older brother?" the boy trembled. "Yes, you and I are brothers. We almost look the same too" Yazoo smiled down at him. "Why are you here?" the boy calmed down. "I was looking for you for a long time, Kadaj" Yazoo brushed the hair out of his brother's eyes. "Kadaj? Is that my name?" the boy looked up at him. "The name you were given by mother" Yazoo looked up at the cloudy sky. "Mother?" Kadaj thought to himself. "Here, this is yours" Yazoo handed his younger brother a long black shaped object. "What is it?" Kadaj asked as he felt the weight of the object. "It's a double bladed sword, Souba" Yazoo answered. Kadaj stared at the sheath of the sword, slowly opening it. "Will this, will this help us find brother?" he saw his reflection in the blade. "Of course, that is, if you want revenge on him" Yazoo smirked. "Revenge?" Kadaj looked up to Yazoo. "He left you here, didn't he?" Yazoo asked, feeling his brother's interest. Kadaj thought back and clutched the sword before nodding. "Then it will lead you to him. We'll both go find him" Yazoo stood up and helped his brother off the ground. "Yazoo?" Kadaj asked quietly. "Yes, brother?" Yazoo gently stroked his brother's wet hair. "Can we, see the world?" Kadaj asked in a shy tone. "Whatever you want, little brother" Yazoo held Kadaj up to his chest and kissed him on the forehead.