AN- Here is chapter 7, there are parts of it that will seem a little bit like what chapter six used to be before I had to rewrite it. Looking for a beta reader if anyone is interested let me know. =)

Loz moved to put a hand on his son's shoulder protectively then stopped and took his hand back. Kadaj stood and faced Reeve.

"What do you want to know?"

Yazoo looked up at Kadaj in alarm. His nephew seemed sad, resigned and somewhat confused. Yazoo had been prepared for angry or upset, definitely not this. He was getting nothing from Kadaj's mind but something like a dismal and grey overcast sky.

"Would you mind if we went somewhere more private?" Reeve asked, he was being careful, as if he knew that one wrong move would close Kadaj and the others off from him.

"Fine, but where I go my brothers go."

Yazoo's heart froze and he knew Loz's had to. Brothers.

"Of course."

Reeve turned to the door and Kadaj went with him. Yazoo stood and went to follow with Loz when Reno grabbed his arm.

"He may remember Yazoo, but he's not the same. We all taught him different, he's not the same. He's a good person" Reno whispered the words into his ear. Yazoo leaned against his lover for a minute, drawing on his strength.

"Wait in our room for me? I don't think we will be gone that long."

The redhead nodded and kissed him quickly. Reno was his grounding point and he had the feeling he would need it after this conversation.

They walked through the hall and outside to a small garden behind the building. Trees stretched toward the sky with bushes and small flower beds along the paths. There were benches under the trees, it was a quiet place that would make you forget you were in the middle of a large city.

Reeve sat and the brothers sat on a bench a little opposite him. Yazoo and Loz took positions sitting on either side of Kadaj without even realizing it.

"I know that you three don't remember very much about your early lives with Shinra and that you were most likely not a part of Deepground but I was hoping, or wondering…Kadaj do you remember anything from when you completed your Reunion?"

Kadaj pulled his knees up to his chin on bench. It made him look even smaller than he was. The movement made Yazoo relax a little, it wasn't something the Kadaj of old would have done. He seemed to think about for a minute before answering.

"I remember the battle with Cloud. I remember trying to fight Sephiroth from within. We never wanted the destruction of the Planet and his goals were different than what I had expected."

That was news to Yazoo and Loz. They looked over Kadaj's head to trade surprised glances. Now that he thought about it Cloud had told them that Sephiroth had said he wanted to use this planet as his vessel. He hadn't really cared what happened to this planet in the process which was different that what Jenova wanted. She had wanted the planet alive but everyone on it dead. She wanted the lifestream for her own corrupt purposes.

"Did you have any access to Sephiroth's mind? I ask because Sephiroth new about Deepground and he may have had information that could help us today."

Kadaj shook his head. "What you have to realize is that when Sephiroth returned it wasn't the man that you all knew before Nibelhiem. Sephiroth the man was lost in translation somewhere and only what he was made to be by Jenova survived, more through her than anything."

Reeve leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "So any memories that Sephiroth the man had were lost when he died."

Kadaj nodded.

"But you three have a connection to Sephiroth. Do you know of a way to regain the knowledge he had?"

Yazoo looked at his brothers. They knew Sephiroth's story and had always known it. No Shinra scientist had told them. He thought back to the records that Shinra had kept of them when they were in their labs. They had made them using Sephiroth's DNA and Jenova cells. It was possible. But Sephiroth was dead.

"If there is we don't know about it" answered Kadaj.

Yazoo debated whether to say something. But what good would it do to point it out, just because you were related to someone didn't mean that you had access to their memories. But the Jenova cells were unpredictable. Either way, Kadaj was right, they had no idea how to do such a thing even if it were possible.

Reeve nodded. "Well, it was worth a try. If you think of anything I would be very interested in hearing it."

Kadaj nodded.

"I had best be getting back to the WRO teams, they should be close to cracking the last of the Deepground security. Thank you for speaking with me."

"We want to help, we just aren't sure how"

Reeve smiled at him. "I am sure you will find a way."

Yazoo watched him go. Reeve knew more than he was saying, but that wasn't unexpected. Yazoo believed he had told the truth on the important issues at hand, there certainly wasn't enough time for him to go into detail about everything they had learned about Deepground.

"Kadaj…are we..do you..you called us brothers." Loz was looking at Kadaj with something like hurt and something like hope rolled into one.

"I know. I don't really understand it myself. I feel like I'm two people, this person from before who I have remembered and the person that I am now. I don't really know who I should be." Kadaj hugged his knees closer and pulled himself into a tighter ball.

"Kadaj, you are the person you have been for the past fifteen years, the Kadaj from before was a puppet, an instrument of Jenova, nothing more. Yes you did things that weren't right, we all did. But you are different now, the Kadaj I know would never make the same decisions that the old Kadaj did." Yazoo hoped he understood. It was so hard to put into words.

Kadaj closed his eyes. "I understand. I can feel what you're saying. But I wasn't just a puppet, I had feelings, I had my own wants and desires but I set them aside for her."

"Don't say it Kadaj, I can't stand to here you say her name" Loz growled.

Kadaj shook his head. "I won't, she was a lie anyway. All of it was a lie. I'm tired."

Yazoo stood and the others followed. He wanted to get back to Reno and just put this all out of his head for a few hours. Sephiroth, Jenova, Shinra… all these things he had hoped to leave behind forever, yet he found he couldn't. He couldn't just walk away and leave it up to everyone else.

He heard Loz take Kadaj aside before letting him go on to his room. Yazoo kept walking, he knew that what Loz had to say was just between them and he didn't want to interrupt. He could feel what it was anyway. Stepping through the door to the suite he and Reno shared Yazoo leaned against the inside of the door and took a deep breath. He let all of the thoughts running through his head drain away, or tried. He also shut down the mental connection between his brothers and himself.

He opened his eyes to see Reno lounging in a chair nursing a glass of whisky. He walked over to him taking in the smell of the alcohol and the faint leftovers of cigarette smoke in the white room that could have been in any hotel.

"Everything okay?" Reno asked, looking up at Yazoo.

Yazoo sat on the arm of his chair. He was baiting his lover. Reno could never stand to be close to him and not touch.

"As much as it will ever be"

"The runt doing okay?"

Yazoo nodded. Reno wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled Yazoo into his lap.

"Good. You look beat."

Yazoo wrapped his arms around Reno and took the glass from his lovers hand and took a sip of the strong whisky.

"I am definitely ready for bed" he murmured. Reno smiled at him.

The floorboards of the old church creaked under Clouds steps. The night stars glimmered through the missing pieces of the ceiling. The pool of water that had healed the Geostigma had eventually evaporated leaving the yellow and white flowers.

Cloud sat down on the edge of the field. It had been a long time since he had come here, sometimes it felt so empty that he just couldn't take it and so stayed away. Tonight he didn't know whether he felt like her presence was there or not. It didn't really matter, he couldn't remain silent any longer.

"I'm done." He said softly to the darkness. "It's like the evil of Shinra will never end. I can't be the warrior everyone needs anymore. My heart's not in it. I don't want to abandon anyone. I don't know what to do."

Cloud looked up at the stars. After a few minutes a kind of peaceful smile came over his features, the wind stirred the flowers and blew his hair over his face. He closed his eyes.

"I see. Then everything really is alright."

Kadaj tossed in his bed and tried in vain to sleep. All the people he had seen today flowed through his mind, Tifa's wary expression, Shelke's sadness and the pity she seemed to feel when she spoke to him, Vincent's cold regard and Barret's outright distrust. It was overwhelming and yet at the same time it felt like it was someone else's sins, someone else's life. But all those people were looking at him, not anyone else.

Sephiroth. There were so many mixed feelings in his mind about him that they were impossible to sort out. He had never really heard Sephiroth's voice often, it had always been hers. Yazoo had been the one who seemed to know most of the things that Sephiroth would have known. Things like how to survive in the world after the labs, the places to search for mother and where her call would be strongest, where to find the president…

Yazoo had never claimed to have any concrete memories of Sephiroth, it was just like abstract knowledge that he had. In many ways Yazoo had been the closest the scientists had come to making a complete replica of Sephiroth but the small changes they had made had been enough that they were nothing close to being the same person. But even still, out of the three of them Yazoo had the most pure cells of Sephiroth and less of Jenova.

Kadaj sighed. He would talk to Yazoo about it in the morning, he doubted that they could tap the general's memories but if Yazoo could even lead them to where they could find the information they were looking for it would be helpful. Now having a course of action Kadaj gave one last sigh and gave himself to sleep.

Yazoo stretched in his chair and tried very hard not to yawn. Reno who was seated next to him didn't bother holding back which made it harder for Yazoo. Sleep had been scarce last night.

They had all met in the same conference room as the day before and Reeve had given them a breakdown of all of the new information they had discovered and given each of them copies. As a security precaution the copies couldn't leave this room. So everyone was stuck here reviewing information.

Loz and Elena were reviewing each page together and discussing them softly with each other. Kadaj was pouring over his as if he would be taking a test shortly and Reno was flipping through it and skimming to what he didn't already know. Barret was discussing things with Reeve, Cid was pretty much looking at the pictures and Vincent, Shelke and Cloud were all at the sight surveying things for themselves. Tifa and Rude had gone to get coffee.

Yazoo looked down at the pages in front of him. A lot of it was about how Deepground was designed and what each unit of soldiers had been designed for. It turns out that the troops they had seen under Wiess's command had been little more than basic infantry with the exception of Azul, Rosso, Nero and Shelke. These four had been programmed to awaken first with the infantry to begin organizing the takeover of Gaia. Azuk had been meant to be the General of the ground troops while Rosso was their designated assassin, Shelke was their intelligence and Nero their commander of flight troops and the link of communication between everyone and Wiess. But when they had awakened Wiess had other plans and they had been taught to follow their commander.

There was more about different soldiers and what their unique capabilities were. They were downright fearsome. In the labs Yazoo and his brothers had been the victims of many experiments and genetic manipulations, but now he saw that Shinra had wanted more Soldiers that the public could see and adore like Sephiroth. Those same requirements had not been applicable to the Deepground Soldiers and many of them were monstrous in appearance.

Yazoo flipped through the pages. Paragraph after paragraph of destroyed lives and the plans that had been laid out to destroy even more. At the end there was a small section of information that didn't have the Deepground label but was listed as information recovered through the unharmed records of Deepground's computers.

There was some meaningless info about mission that's had happened long ago then something caught his eye. There was record of a mission that Sephiroth had been given to track down the Soldier known as Genesis. The mission file was incomplete but Genesis was never listed as terminated, Shinra lingo for murdered.

Reno had been in on the case. Yazoo nudged his partner and Reno leaned over to see what he was reading.

"Oh that. It was a total fuck up. It's one of the reasons we're stuck with Strife now" he whispered.

"Who was Genesis?"

"A nutcase. He was…Yaz?"

Yazoo dropped the file. Dizziness hit him like it had been dumped over his head and he wasn't in the conference room anymore. There was a jungle around him but he couldn't place which one from what he was seeing. There was a house in the middle of a field and a chair placed out in the empty space. Beside the chair red fabric fluttered in the wind against the ground, auburn hair shot through with silver gleamed in the sun. Genesis.

In a swirl of chaotic light and sound the scene changed again.

"Loveless, Act One"

"You remembered."

"How could I not with you beating it in to me?"

A slight smile, the weight of the unfamiliar armor, silver hair longer than his own had ever been blew in the wind.

Yazoo began to panic. These thoughts weren't his, this vision not his own. What the hell was going on?

Genesis walked toward the Goddess, and in a flash of blinding light they were gone. The whole world was full of light so bright that he thought his mind would burn away from it.

Their battle is not yet over. They were destined to be the end of all and each other. He needs your help to fulfill his destiny. What would you do for peace?

Her voice. It wasn't Jenova, not by a long shot. It was so similar to the one they had heard in the rain the day Kadaj had died. Yazoo heard her words but had no idea what she was talking about. He tried to tell her, to ask her what she meant, but the light was gone as quickly as it had come and he was back in the conference room with Reno looking at him with a concerned expression.

Yazoo took a deep breath. Was he going crazy? He looked at Kadaj who was watching him. Loz and Elena were engrossed in their conversation, Loz hadn't noticed anything but from the look on his face Kadaj had.

"It's nothing. I guess I just zoned out for a bit. I'm going to get some air."

Yazoo made a quick exit and followed the hallway back out to the garden that Reeve had taken them to yesterday. He let the sun wash over him and tried to clear his mind. That had been a decidedly weird experience but letting it run around in his skull like a mouse on a wheel would accomplish nothing.

The garden was a peaceful place, it was late in the season for flowers but there were a few. Yazoo wondered at them. The only other place he had seen flowers in this city had been in the church. He sat on one of the stone benches and propped his chin up on one knee. The wind stirred his hair around him and silver strands caught the sun. They reminded him of the vision.

He heard the door open and close behind him but didn't bother to look. He knew who it was even before he smelled the cigarettes.

"You ran out of there pretty quick" Reno said and sat down beside him. Yazoo twisted his body to kind of half lay in the turks lap. Reno looked down at him with a gentle expression that Yazoo didn't see very often.

"what would you say if I told you I think I'm going insane?" Yazoo asked.

Reno took a breath and seemed to contemplate for a moment, his expression now one of utmost severity, "I would say that you are a little behind the times, love. We've been trying to tell you that for years."

Yazoo raised his eyebrow in a disapproving expression that made Reno break into a grin.

"I wouldn't know what to say. As long as you don't go off slaughtering people and chattering on about mother I don't really care if you're crazy."

Yazoo thought about it, here with Reno's warmth soothing him even through is leather coat and the familiar feel of his lovers red hair tickling his face the cold anxiety of what he had seen seemed far away.

Genesis, the man in red with the auburn and silver hair. That's who Sephiroth had been speaking to. He had been seeing things from Sephiroth's point of view but were they really Sephiroth's memories? They had just told Reeve the other day that that was impossible. Sephiroth was dead. But the voice in that light…could it have been the goddess that he had seen Genesis disappear with?

He didn't have an explanation but he was sure he was right.

"Genesis and Sephiroth knew each other, didn't they? They were friends…almost, maybe rivals of a sort. Am I right?"

Reno looked confused at Yazoo's abrupt change of topic but he answered, if with a wary look on his face that said he wasn't sure he liked where this was going.

"yeah, I guess you could say that. Rumor was that Sephiroth, Angeal and Genesis were all pretty tight. Sephiroth was later ordered to hunt both of them down along with Zack Fair. They were deemed a danger to Shinra. The mission was unsuccessful."

"So Genesis survives?"

Reno sighed and looked around them with small glances before he answered. "Yes, I think so."

Yazoo nodded. They were destined to be the end of all and each other.

Sephiroth and Genesis. They were meant to be the end of each and of Shinra.

The sound of the door made both of them look up. Kadaj stood there a troubled look on his young face. He leaned against the trunk of a tree and crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the ground for a few minutes before looking up to meet their eyes.

"Adjit. That's where he lost the last of his soul. Everyone thinks that it was in Nibelheim but it wasn't. He lost it when he killed that girl."

Before Yazoo could ask him how he knew that Reeve burst through the door. "We are all headed to the Deepground sight, there have been reports of an intruder. Follow me if you want to come." Reeve disappeared back into the hall and the other three jumped up to follow.

This is all too convenient, Yazoo thought. It seems this goddess wants something from me and Kadaj but what? Who is Genesis and what would he want now? The ice in his veins told him that he may find out sooner than later.

More AN- Trying to work on description... I forget sometimes that everyone else cant see the scenes I see in my head. Con crit very welcome.