Disclamer: when I own FFVII you'll be the first to know bwcouse you'll never see my ass around her again.

A/N: for those of you who have read this already I'm sorry but I stared cutting the chaps in half becouse they where just to damn long. so if you have already read this just skip it. thank you. ^^


I really should have seen this coming, I mean, my luck sucked. As Dad always put it, I had the luck of a black cat that was run over by a truck full of broken mirrors.

"Damn!"

I flipped it closed and shoved it back into the bag.

"I hate my life," I mumbled. When our rents found out about this I would be grounded until I turned sixty!

And knowing my sister she would use her evil cuteness and blame it all on me so she wouldn't get into trouble.

Why, oh why in the name of Gaia did I ever listen to her? Well if I'm going down I'm taking the brat with me!

I flung the backpack over my shoulder (being careful of my hair) and grabbed my sword from the back seat.

"Where are we going?" asked Maggie closing the car door and running around to where I stood.

"We're walking to the nearest gas station," I told her in a very annoyed tone and slammed the back door and locked it.

"What?! But that's like eight miles away!" she whined.

My god, you'd think that I had asked her to walk thirty.

"Don't whine! It's just eight miles! Not like it's goin' to kill you." In all truthfulness, I wasn't happy about it either.

But hey, at least I wasn't crying over it.

But I wanted to……

So there we were, a seventeen year old dressed up as Sephiroth and a ten year old that looked like a hood rat walking down a dark highway at six at night.

Alone.

With no one to hear our screams for miles around.

Can anyway one say a great opening for a horror movie?

Sweet Jenova where is everyone?! And can it get any darker?!

So we walked….. And walked…. And then we walked some more. And the whole time Maggie was whining and crying about how much her feet hurt and how thirsty she was.

What is with kids these days?! If we lived through this I was going to start running her ass around the block.

That is if some crazy chainsaw murderer didn't get us first.

I am so tripping her at the first sight of a bloody hockey mask.

I really need to stop watching late night horror movies. I really do...

"Piiiiiiper!" called Maggie's voice, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Whaaaaaat?!" I whined.

"What's that?" She pointed to the wood across the road.

I looked at where her finger was pointing and saw an eerie, white glow shining thought the dark woods.

"Probably just the flashlight of some serial killer," I said in a calm tone.

Maggie let out a small squeak and hid behind me. I looked down at her and smirked.

"I heard there was a serial killer on the run that likes to kill little girls!" I said and let out a high pitched laugh.

"You meanie!" Maggie cried, finally getting that I was teasing her. She hit me in the back and ran to the other side of the street. "And besides! It's not moving so it can't be a flashlight."

"Damn it! Get back here you little--!"

I ran after her, the backpack hitting my back slowing me down.

Why did I pack so much shit?

Maggie disappeared behind the dark trees.

"Wait up!"

I ran past the first trees, being very careful that no twigs got caught in my wig.

I'm so killing her if I ruin my wig.

I finally caught up with the brat from hell and gripped her arm with my free hand.

"What the hell is wrong with you?! Have you ever seen a horror movie?! Never run into the woods after a strange glow! Especially when the car breaks down and there are no bars on the cell! That's just asking to get your ass killed!" I snarled at her.

"Oh my gosh, look!" She yanked her arm out of mine and ran a few more yards to where the creepy ass glow was coming from.

"Did you not hear what I just said?" I was pissed off; I was stuck in the middle of nowhere, my boots were killing me, my sister was being a twit, and if Mom found out (and she would) that we had snuck out, she was going to personally fry my ass.

So I think I have a goddamn right to be pissed.

Maggie bent down and brushed some leaves away revealing a bright glowing orb about the size of a large marble.

"So pretty," Maggie said breathlessly and reached out for the glowing jewel.

I grabbed her hand again and pulled her to her feet.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" she cried, looking at the freaky marble.

"It's a glowing rock!"

A very, very familiar looking rock.

Where have I seen it before?

"But it's so pretty! I can make it into a necklace!" she said, like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Yeah, a glowing necklace. That is normal.

There was that feeling again, like I should know what it was.

Oh well.

"Let's not, and say we did," I tried to pull her away, but she started to wiggle and whine.

"But I want it! I deserve something out of this awful night!" She ripped her arm out of my hand and bent down to pick it up.

Stupid brat!

"Don't!" I yelled, and grabbed her arm again just as she picked up the weird stone.

There was this loud sound, like a car backfiring. Then there was this weird feeling like I was being sucked into quicksand at high speed.

Well, I guess it's not quicksand but maybe a sinkhole.

Whatever.

And again I heard my sister screaming my ear off, again!

I had no idea what was going on, it was like I was being sucked into another world I was being pulled on so hard.

But that only happens in really bad Mary Sue fanfics.

And I was going to be so pissed if that happens.

The next thing I knew, we hit the ground.

Hard.

"Ow, I think I broke my spleen… Maggie what the hell did you do?!" I moaned and sat up pulling the Tenro out of my ass.

Well not out of my ass but very damn well close!

"I didn't do anything!" she said back.

I couldn't believe she had the nerve to say that while she was still holding the damn thing in her hand!

At least it stopped glowing.

I stood up not bothering to help my sister up and looked around.

We were in a dark alley that was filled with trash and Gaia knows what else. I wrinkled my noise and looked at the end of the alley where people and old looking cars where driving by.

"Where are we?" Maggie asked in a scared voice and clung to my jacket.

I scoffed and looked at her like she was a wimp for being scared. In all honesty I was so scared I thought I would piss my pants.

"I have no fuckin' clue," I replied.

I brushed a silver strand out of my face and let out a groan. It was soaked with dirty alley water that I just had to land in.

As if this day could get any crappier.

I tried to pull off the ruined wig but felt a sharp pain run though my scalp.

"OW!!! Damn-it-to-fuckin`-Jenova-filled-hell!"

"What? What is it?!" My sister asked, wide eyed.

I tried to pull off the silver hair again only to get the same sharp pain that indicted that I was in fact pulling on MY hair now.

"Hell!! Total hell!"

The day just got worse.

"The wig won't come off!"

"What? That's stupid," my sister said, mimicking my snarky tone. "It's just a wig."

The brat's too much like me.

She gave it a hard tug and again I yelled out in pain.

"Oh my gosh! It really is your hair!"

"I know!"

"What's going on?! Where are we?!"

"I don't know! If I did I'd be screaming my head off about now!"

What a mess! Ramuth knows where we are, and now the silver wig magically fused to my head!

This can not get any worse!

We walked to the mouth of the alley and looked at the sight before us.

Again that nagging feeling came back, the same feeling I got when I had looked at the glowing ball.

There where people running around, trying to get to wherever they were going. Most of them were looking down at their own feet, minding their own business as old-looking cars drove on the worn, hot roads.

The buildings all around were broken and looked run down, some were even only half finished and looked like they'd been that way for some time.

Damn! Where had I seen this place before?!

I expanded my view to over the hazy horizon and saw the ruins of more buildings. One stuck out more than the others. A lot more. It was standing over seventy stories and looked like it had been smashed in half by something.

Oh my Sweet Minerva! Not here! We can't be here!!!

Shit shit shit shit shit!!!!

"Get back!"

I yanked my sister back into the alley so fast that I almost ripped her arm off. And at the second I could care less if I did.

Things just got a hell of a lot worse.

"What?! What's wrong?! Do you know where we are?"

"Yes," I said in a deadly calmly voice. "Edge."

'My god, this really is Edge…' I thought.

"What's Edge?" my sister asked.

"Not on the planet Earth, that's for sure."

I was totally screwed, dead, and gone.

"Then where are we?!"

"Gaia."

"That weirdo place in that game you play!?" she shrieked, looking at me bug eyed.

"Yep," I said, heading deeper into the alley. She followed me, obviously scared of being in a place like this.

Hey, you can't blame her, and she wasn't the one with the silver hair!

"That's impossible! Stuff like this only happens in bad fanfics!"

"I know!"

"This can't be happening! No!! It's not real!" she started to wig out and breath really fast. I turned to her; I had to calm her down before she drew attention to us and got me killed.

"Calm down, take deep breaths, we'll figure out how to get out of this," I said in the most soothing voice I could.

She opened her mouth like she was about to say something when she let out a cry of pain and crumpled to the ground.

Needless to say I was freaked out.

"Maggie!? What's wrong!?"

I bent down over her. She was gripping herself in pain—that much I knew.

Why was she in pain?! She better not be doing this to freak me out or I would put her some real pain!

"Ah! I-it hurts!!"

"Where?!" I didn't know whether to be mad or scared, I was a bit of both really.

"M-my neck," she pointed at where the wrappings where.

Panic filled me.

Oh no, no no no no no!!!

I started to unwrap the white gauze.

It made sense, if I had silver hair why can't her costume come to life too?

There under the bands where my worst nightmare, black sores pushing out more black-like goo.

"Oh no, hold on Maggie! I know it hurts hon, but just bare with me. I can fix this, don't worry." I spoke in a truly soothing and caring voice.

No matter how much I hated her sometimes, no one deserved to get Geostigma.

Well, besides Hojo, and Rufus….. and Zoë but that was for another day.

This was bad; no, this was a disaster. I had to get her to Aerith's church so she could be cured of this, but I also looked like Sephiroth. And if you looked like that man even a little, you were going to die.

Forever.

After a few minutes Maggie finally calmed down as the pain died.

" W-what's going on, Piper?" she asked me in a broken voice, tears filled her eyes.

"I'll tell you later, just….. Let me think,"

I had to get her there, but Jenova knows how far it is! I didn't know how we would walk clear across Edge without being killed by a certain spiky headed man.

'Damn, think Piper! Think think think think!! I have to get her there somehow…'

Then an idea hit me. I had brought some spare clothes. Changing my outfit would be a good start!

Walking further into the alley, away from the street where no one could see us, I changed into a pair of blue jeans and a black shirt. I had to wear the boots and the long black trench coat because I didn't bring any other shoes, and the coat wouldn't fit in my backpack. Plus, I didn't have the heart to just throw it away.

There you go with that look again! That thing was a real leather coat! Not just some fake cosplay thing! It's real! And that cost a lot of money; I wasn't giving it up any time soon. Even if I did get shot for wearing it.

Ok, maybe then I would be calling myself a dumbshit for keeping it, but I'd cross that road when it came.

Stuffing the custom into my backpack, I snatched the black beanie from my sister's head and spent about five minutes trying to shove all of my insanely long hair into the beanie.

How could Sephiroth stand having this much damn hair!?

" Hey, why don't you just stuff the hair down the coat and just hide the freaky bangs into the beanie? Then just flip out the collar and there you go!" my sister pointed out.

Feeling like a total jackass, I did as my sister said and it worked a lot better them trying to stuff all that waist long hair into the tiny beanie.

"See how much easier that was?" she said, like an adult talking to their slow-witted child.

"Shut your face," I shot back.

After tugging that backpack back on and talking my sword off the dirt ground (which I really shouldn't have kept either but what else was I going to do?) and we both headed off into the busy streets of Edge.

It was going to be a long day.


A/N: Piper's narrative style is a bitch to write for ( no pun needed) so it might be awhile before I update next time. ( sorry) And I would like to thank my two betas who double check everything to make sure I don't suck! And I want to say thanks to all your totally cool reviewers! 4 reviews in 3 days, that's amazing! You all rock my world!