AN: If anyone has any suggestions for a title... -Hint, hint, Wink, wink-
Anyway, I do not own any of these characters, except Senna and Noah (sort of...). The rest are either actual people or they belong to Square-Whatever (Square, Squaresoft, Square Enix...)
Chapter 5
About an hour later, I sat at the kitchen table, staring at Cloud with a mixture of shock, disbelief, and horror.
The blonde man had just finished telling me that Father had once attempted to completely destroy the Planet (where he lives) with something called Meteor. Father had also died and was brought back to life again. Twice. Cloud had needed to kill Him three times.
Father was currently in hiding (in me!) after refusing to stay dead for the third time. Cloud could sense when He was alive and could more-or-less home-in on Him. That was what had led Cloud here, to me.
When he'd reached the Institute, he'd asked Mathias for descriptions of all the people living here. After he'd heard what I looked like, Cloud knew that I'd be the one He went to. Apparently, I looked a lot like Him; just a few, minor differences.
I now knew where I'd heard Father's voice before; and I knew some of the things He'd said sounded familiar.
It was Sephiroth. He was the main bad guy from Final Fantasy VII. And He was inside my head.
This can't be good.
/Senna.../ Fath-Sephiroth said quietly. I shook my head.
"I knew I couldn't trust you..." I murmured.
"You're a smart girl. Let's hope you have a will as strong as your mind. Trust me, you'll need it." Cloud told me. I nodded slightly, not lifting my face.
"Will that be all, Mr. Strife?" I asked, voice and expression completely void of emotion. I felt betrayed.
"I'm going to have to request that either you come with me, or I stay here with you. Just in case. I don't want you hurting anyone." Cloud said. I nodded slightly, still hiding behind my hair.
"Yes. That sounds fair." My voice was sounding more detached every second that passed. "I... I was going to leave, anyway..." I confided. He nodded.
"You'd better go pack anything you want to bring with you." He turned toward the doorway. "I'll go talk to Mathias about... adopting you." With that, he left to find Mathias.
I went upstairs and packed all my books and things into a couple of bags.
I heard a knock on my door as I was just finishing up my packing.
"It's open." I said, voice still vacant of any feeling.
I'll admit, I was a little surprised when Noah walked in, looking worried again. He was soon followed by Britt and Skyler. I tilted my head at them.
"What's wrong?" Noah was the first to speak. "You seem... distant." He clarified when I didn't answer. I was silent for another moment before flinging myself at him.
"I'm going to miss you guys so much." I said, with just the slightest hint of despair in my tone. Noah slowly, carefully wrapped one arm around my waist and began stroking my hair with his free hand.
"Why? We're not going anywhere." Skyler said. I shook my head.
"No, but I am... I've been adopted." I told them. It was sort of the truth, anyway.
I felt Noah tense, then he began stroking me again in a comforting gesture.
"I'm coming with you." He stated calmly, determinedly. "I'm sure they won't mind having an extra along for the ride." I could hear his grin in his voice. I shook my head sadly.
"You don't understand..." I said to him, pulling back slightly. He looked confused, as did Britt and Skyler.
"What don't we understand... ?" Britt asked gently, so as not to make me more distressed. I sighed.
"It's a long story..." I said. Skyler looked suddenly grim.
"We have all the time in the world." He stated, sitting on the chair by my desk. Britt nodded.
"I'll go get the others, then you can tell us all about it." She said, turning to go.
As Britt left, Noah guided me to my bed and sat down, sitting me comfortably in his lap and wrapping his arms protectively around my waist. I blushed slightly, but I wasn't sure why.
Britt came back with Becky and Jesse, and I told them everything, from the beginning.
