Ok, now that the prologue(Which was almost completely filler) is out of the way, I proudly present the story!

(Also, I apologse for typos, my spell check odes not have a grammer check, so there may be some things I missed)

Chapter One

Vincent Valentine sat quietly in the cave behind the waterfall. Lucrecia hadn't moved, hadn't changed, and was no longer even attempting to speak to him. One thing, however, had changed. In a perfect circle around her, there were now flowers that resembled lilies. The difference between these flowers and lilies were very obvious, as normal lilies did not glow blue-white as if fallen from the moon, and where normal lilies were orange-yellow, these were blue as the ocean at night. Suddenly a noise alerted him to the presence of another. He turned around and saw a teenage girl clothed in black garb with gloves and boots in mismatched lengths. Her face seemed oddly familiar, and if he had been paying attention to her face, then maybe he would have been able to realize who she was sooner. However, his eyes were transfixed on what she was carrying. In her hands was a bouquet of the flowers surrounding Lucrecia. The girl walked forward quietly, much more quietly then would be thought given her shoes, and went past Vincent before he could say anything or even get up. As she walked past, he noticed that her hair, which was if not darker then as dark as his, completely covered her back and fell almost to her knees. When she was standing in front of Lucrecia, she lay the flowers down in front of her and spoke three simple words "Happy mother's day."

At these words, Vincent stood up quickly and took a few steps toward the girl

"Are you-, I mean is she-"

She turned and looked up at him, as if noticing he was there for the first time.

"…No, I am not Lucrecia's. However, it is nice to meet you sooner then scheduled, Vincent Valentine."

He looked at her, puzzlement allowing itself to be worn on his face as an emotion.

"Ahead of schedule?"

She ignored his question, turned around, and started to leave.

"Unfortunately, I have to be going now. I'm not supposed to be here actually."

Vincent walked four steps forward and blurted out a question before he could stop himself "Why did you bring her these flowers and say that to her if your not Luc-"

She turned her head slightly to acknowledge his question

"Because Sephiroth never once came to see her…he did know who is real mother was for many years…and she shouldn't have to be alone on mother's day."

She walked through the waterfall and left. Vincent walked to Lucrecia and took a closer look at the flowers laid in a circle and couldn't help but look surprised as he saw that they were planted in a circle, and the bouquet contained the only non-planted flowers. 'She shouldn't have to be alone on mother's day…Sephiroth knew who his real mother was…I'm not Lucrecia's…' And suddenly he realized it. Why she had looked so much like someone he knew She has Lucrecia's face…'I'm not Lucrecia's…' How can that be possible? How can she have her face and not be- How did she get here?! He ran to the opening as fast as he could, but she wasn't there. She wasn't even in sight. With a sick feeling in his stomach, he looked around to see if she had fallen down. However, wherever she was, it appeared as though she hadn't fallen to her death. With one last look to Lucrecia, he promised "I'll be back…Reeve is expecting me so I need to leave."

Moments later, Chaos was flying through the sky again. The moon was waning. It was now a quarter empty.

Reeve looked at Luke in disappointment

"What if something had happened? What if you got caught? What if-"

Luke looked back up at him "Sorry to interrupt you, but your guest will be here in twelve minutes. And you know I can take care of myself. Besides, Phoenix was happy. She never gets to fly anymore…"

Reeve looked fit to burst "And for good reason! She has enough to do without flying on top of everything else! If she failed, you would be…"

"Dead. I know. But she isn't some weak little hatchling, and she does need exercise beyond what she already does."

Reeve sighed "So…how long before he gets here?"

Luke closed her eyes for a moment "…Two minutes now."

Running a hand through his hair with a sigh, he looked at Luke again "…Alright, get back to the docks then."

He watched as she walked away and sighed again.

"…Reeve, what are you doing?"

Reeve jumped a foot into the air and turned around to see Vincent Valentine had walked in, gotten past security, was leaning against a wall, and most likely had seen him pacing, messing up his hair, and sighing for the past five minutes. Not very professional of him.

"OH, uh…uh…um….err…HI VINCENT!" Not very professional at all.

Vincent ignored the blast that shook the hanging lights in the room that was Reeve's welcome "What was so important that you needed me to get over here? More mutants streaming out of Midgar? Another Sephiroth? Meteor?…Or did you make another Cait Sith?"

Rubbing his hands gleefully, Reeve had a stupid look of excitement on his face "As a matter of fact, I did make a few advancements on Cait Sith-"

Vincent stopped leaning on the wall, turned, and started to walk away

"-but that's not why I called you here!"

Vincent returned to leaning on his favorite piece of wall.

"I called you over here because I wanted you opinion on our latest project! She really is a great piece of work, and amazingly fine considering she was one of Hojo's latter-"

"Hojo?" Vincent's voice was soft and very angry. He still hated Hojo more then most people could imagine, and suddenly wanted to destroy anything having to do with the madman's work.

"Hey, relax, relax! It's not what you think, were not doing biological experiments on one of Hojo's experimentations…or any other biological experiments." Reeve added this last bit as an afterthought, not wanting Chaos to tear down the building in a fit of rage. "…All were doing is testing to see what she can do."

"She?"

"Yes, she. Her name is Luke."

"You named a girl Luke?"

"That's the name she gave us, and we decided that it would be an error in judgment to change a name she gave willingly, when she could have changed it herself at anytime. Anyways, since its two o'clock in the morning, we'll introduce her to you tomorrow. The little fool decided that a night time stroll was necessary, and only got back thirty minutes ago, or I'd be asleep myself." Reeve took a map out of his pocket "The circled room is yours, you should be able to find anything you need on that map. This is a big building, and most of it is underground. Most floor have maps outside the elevators, so if you should get lost, look at those…Vincent?…Vincent?…Oh well, might as well go to sleep…"

As he had been talking, Vincent had apparently left. Reeve strolled off to bed, not giving it another though.

Vincent Valentine sat in his room, unpacking his guns. Someone had been smart enough to put gun racks, bullets, and everything needed to take care of guns in his room. As he took care of Death Penalty, he though about what Reeve had told him. A girl named Luke…not exactly normal. After taking care of all his guns, he strode over to the bed and lay down, thinking. Eventually he fell asleep, though he didn't really need to.

"Alright!" Reeve's overexcited voice said over the microphone "Orange…ok, Yellow…Skip Green and Blue, go straight to Purple…Alright, at ease, Grey…Hey Vince, nice to see you-" He stopped at the glare he got from the nickname "-OK, Vincent it is…anyways, this is Luke-" He stopped as Vincent walked over to the glass and looked into the training room at Luke.

"…Did you say that she went somewhere yesterday?"

Unnoticed by both men, Luke left the training room.

"Yeah, why?"

"Because we meet yesterday" said a voice at Reeve's shoulder "He saw me when I visited Lucrecia." She turned to Vincent and still no emotion showed on her pale face. The face that looked so like Lucrecia's. But that wasn't right, and Vincent knew it. Lucrecia had loved the sun, she would never have let herself get so pale. And there had almost always been some emotion showing on her face, this one looked as though it had never experienced anything remotely like emotion. He noticed one other things, as he finally looked her in the eye. She had Silver eyes, most unlike Lucrecia indeed.

"Nice to meet you again, Vincent Valentine. If this bumbling oaf hasn't told you yet, I'm Luke."