KN: heh it's been a while. since I updated my longest fanfic. heh. i love this fanfic. it's my pride and joy. HAHA!

Seth sat staring after the woman in the dark red cloak and hat left. She rubbed his black haired head. Who was she? Where did she come from? And why was she in his house when there were others so much closer? So many questions unanswered. So much confusion. What was so special about him?

The more Seth thought the more confused he became.

That night the one known as the Crimson Cetra sat upon an old reactor with one of her knees drawn up to herself. The other strait in front.

"Seth…" she stared at the house that he lived in quietly. "O hsiydl za ezda gi kafafzak fika gsev xsed O li…" (I should be able to remember more than what I do…) she sighed heavily. "O liv'g xevg gi za gsa Pkofhiv Pagke evu divtak.." (I don't want to be the Crimson Cetra any longer…) she leaned upon her right hand quietly and contemplated how she could get out of this predicament.

"O xevg gi za fuhadm.." (I want to be myself.)

Seth walked to the self for the seventh time that night.

"Where is the book Vincent gave me?" he said frustrated. "I wish I could have understood what she said." He pulled a small leather-bound volume from the shelf and cracked open the cover.

-To Seth: may you find our daughter safely. Aeris and Vincent Valentine- he took the book to his desk and began to study the language again. It had been long enough since he had last spoken it and he had almost forgotten it completely.

"Lefvog! six piydl O sena miktiggav!" (Damnit! how could I have forgotten!) he cried out in Cetrian not realizing it. He spent the long hours of the night reading and rereading the book feverishly, as if he were mad with insanity.

The Crimson Cetra., Crymsan for the sake of giving her a name, still sat upon the old reactor watching Seth read and reread the book.

"Seh sa tiva fel?" (Has he gone mad?) she watched as he set down the book and walked off to bed. Crymsan sighed heavily.

"Fiktona fa kiha im fu saekg. O xohs gi rvix xseg uiy xiydl gsovr im fa vix xogs fu vaxmiyvl ezodogoah evl fu ezhavg fafiku..." (Forgive me rose of my heart. I wish to know what you would think of me now with my newfound abilities and my absent memory...) with that she quit the reactor and fled the area.

soon after Crymsan fled the area. Seth found himself dreaming.

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Seth found himself standing in a medow facing the back of a deep red cloaked figure with long black hair flowing from underneath a deep red hat. The figure turned to reveal a familiar face. A smile came to the lips of the face and then moved as if speaking.

"Mecha?"

"Vi." (No.)

"Anima?"

"Six pifa o pevvig kafafzak? Anima. Seth kafovl fa xsi O gkydu ef." (How come i cannot remember? Anima. Seth remind me who I truly am.)

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Seth sat up as his dream ended. the last thing he remembered hearing as he awoke he swore he heard the Crimson Cetra speaking. Her voice was indeed on the wind.

"Seth! Mekaxadd Seth. Hsedd iyk cegsh faag ivpa fika!"

Crymsan

She found herself running over the lands towards the chocobo farm.

"O hsiydl hgic tiovt ovgi Midgar. Og raach taggovt fa ovgi gkiyzda..." (I should stop going into Midgar. It keeps getting me into trouble...) she sighed, continuing on to the ranch of chocobo. "Uag evigsak leu.." (Yet another day..) she got to the ranch and fed the chocobos. The chocobo groomer would be around soon enough to groom the chocobo for the President of Midgar and his assistants were arriving with a friend of president Strife, so they could find someone to cheer him up. She hid her cloak and hat away and took a nap in the hay.

She was awakened by a broom shoved into her side.

"Get up Lazy! Go get changed. You have ten minutes before the president gets here!" the wife of one of the ranch hands wailed. No one on the ranch knew her name so the called her Lazy. Because she spent most of the day sleeping. She ran and did as she was told, putting on a clean pair of overalls and a clean t-shirt. It was all she owned anyways. She stepped outside and since she had forgotten to tie her hair back again she was whacked in the side by the owners wife. She yelped catching the attention of President Strife and his winged friend, who turned out to be Seth. He lay sight on Lazy and blinked.

"Is it…. Anima?" the girl resembled the long missing Anima very much. She quickly swept up her hair as her eyes seemed to water, when Mrs. Asheburn had slapped her after the initial whacking.

"You no good lazy girl. Even the girl we called Ashe was better than you!" the girl managed a high ponytail despite the slaps Mrs. Asheburn was inflicting upon her. She afterward fled, with Seth on her heels. She scrambled into a tree and tried to speak with her as Mrs. Asheburn sauntered her overly obese form behind him.

"She only understands slaps and beatings that stupid girl." the girl they called Lazy spoke finally before Seth could answer.

"Og'h zapeyha uiy eka e sikkavliyh anod xifev xsi pevvig yvlakhgevl evugsovt, zyg gi zaeg evigsak!"

"What did she say to me!"

"It's because you are a horrendous evil woman who cannot understand anything, but to beat another…" Seth repeated word for word in the common language the woman spoke.

"Get down her right now you little ingrate!" Lazy just crossed her arms and glared as Mrs. Asheburn.

"I'll take this one…" Seth said. "She will make a fine friend.."

"Oh you will not have that insolent beast!" Seth grabbed the heavy woman

"But I will Mrs. Asheburn.." he then told Lazy to gather everything that belonged to herself and pack it up. She nodded and took off quickly.