100 Thoughts and Memories

by T. J. Nightshade

I decided to take up WaterAngel-Alyssa's challenge. A series of drabbles on what comes to my mind when I see the words that WaterAngel gives. No pairings, no actual plot, just drabbles. And no yaoi.

7. Spread Your Wings

Ch. 7: Spread Your Wings

So dark, and creepy. Sephiroth was the first person I thought of, but to write in his perspective… Is a strange experience. Thankfully, I already have a gruesome mind that would make grown men scream. Enjoy the chap.

Spread his wings, eh? Too bad. He only had one.

A pure black one that people have come to fear. Everyone.

All because Cloud had told them about him. He told them that he manipulated the Darkness in their hearts. Made them think that Darkness was the only way.

Truthfully? He was right. And Sephiroth loved watching people succumb to the Darkness.

He loved hearing their tortured screams and begs for mercy.

"Spread your wings." He whispered as he positioned his sword over the person's heart. "And try to fly."

With a jerk of his hand, it was over.

Death.

*In a bad Sephiroth impersonation* Review. Or you know what happens.