A/N: Ok, so now were in double figures! In the last chapter some mistakes were brought to my attention! I apologise! I wrote it at a stupid time in the morning and I was exhausted so...thank you AikoNamika for pointing them out! I will just note here that yes, Privet is a hedge. I obviously meant Private! And also Sephiroth will be meeting cloud in the afternoon at 1300! Sorry again! I also must point out that I am Dyslexic (For those of you who haven't seen my profile page.) and therefore I struggle with spelling and grammar etc... so any mistakes made during any of my stories are usually down to this. Again I am sorry. Hope you enjoy it all even with the mistakes! XD Love to you all.

Chapter 10.

What does it mean to be human?

What makes a human being?

Is it the blood that runs through the body?

Is it, perhaps, the brain?

Or is it the emotions?

Am I still human?

Was I ever really human?

Questions that maybe I cannot, nor will I ever, be able to answer.

To question is to doubt and I doubt myself...

I doubt whether I am human,

I doubt whether I can achieve my goals,

I doubt if I will ever be able to face my friends and family ever again.

I doubt my emotions,

I doubt my very soul.

I don't need pity, I need answers.

Five minutes before one o'clock I stand outside training room B5. It is a state of the art holographic room where people can go to hone their abilities. The holograms are so good they appear solid. Sephiroth waits for me behind the door. I can feel him. My heartbeat speeds up slightly as I press the button on the door so it slides up revealing the room. I step in and look around; a huge green field is spread out before me. Tiny white flowers are scattered across the grass like so many stars in a lush green sky. I take a step further in feeling the grass beneath my boots. A clear blue sky covers the ceiling with barely a cloud in sight. I can even see, in the distance, a few yellow specks where Chocobo's grazed on the grass. I see Sephiroth sat in the grass with his huge sword beside him. I did not know where this was supposed to be.

"Welcome, Cloud. It is good to see you up and about."

I turn to see Sephiroth looking over his shoulder at me. His silver hair glistened in the sunlight and shone from his sword. It really was difficult to tell where I was, even though I knew we were in the training room, it felt as if we were outside in the fresh country air. I felt at home in a place like this. Sephiroth stood.

"How do you feel?"

"Fine, sir." I mutter. "I felt a bit sick earlier...but..." I shrug. I had been planning to ask him why he had allowed the scientists to use me. I had been planning on asking why he was so obsessed with me. I had been planning on asking so many things but now I was stood before him I couldn't bring myself to. I just couldn't ask the questions I was burning to ask.

"That man...Hojo, told me what he had done." Sephiroth said quietly. "You did well to survive."

Is that a compliment? I had no idea what to think so I kept quiet.

He took a step closer and looked at me with narrowed eyes, I saw the curiosity in his gaze. "Well, it does not seem to have affected you at all. Maybe he should have hurried it along and finished his experiments..." He mused as if speaking to himself.

Finally I draw up the courage to speak. "Why?" I ask looking him directly in the eyes. "Why would you just let them take me? Why did you tell them about me?"

I saw him smile. "Because, I wanted to know why you are so difficult to kill and yet have not passed any of the exams."

I clench my hands into fists finally becoming angry. "Why do I interest you so much?" I snap. "I just...don't understand what I have done to deserve your attention! I just want to know...I want to know everything! What did they try to do to me? Why did you take such interest in me? Why am I so weak?" I realise I'm shouting at him. He acknowledges my tone with a small smile.

"Well, well...it seems as if you have grown an attitude when you were unconscious."

"Just answer my questions! I need to know!"

"I cannot tell you...you would be better off asking Hojo what experiments he performed, I too wish to know certain things from that man. However, I can tell you that there is...something in you that I find most...attractive."

"What...what's that supposed to mean?" I feel suddenly uncomfortable under his intense gaze.

"Hmmmm, I wander." He answers with a smirk.

I feel a chill down my spine. "Why did you ask me to come here?"

"I wanted to see you." He said simply. "I wanted to know if you really are different from the others...i wanted to know if you were like me."

I frown. What was he talking about? "D...different like you? What do you mean?"

"I am...strong, stronger than everybody else."

"Yeh...of course you are! You're The Sephiroth! You're a hero!"

"There must be a reason behind it." He seemed to be speaking mostly to himself. "I do not think I am entirely...what I appear."

I say nothing. What can I say? He seemed troubled, distracted. I don't know what he's talking about.

I sigh and slump down on the grass. "Why did you choose to meet me here of all places?" I mutter.

"I was training." He says simply. "Testing my strength against a computer is useless...It is meaningless."

"If you're you, yeh, it would be. I can't do it...I get hurt." I say quietly staring down at a holographic flower. I glare at the flower as if hoping I could set fire to it just by staring. I am angry. I haven't been this angry since Tifa had fallen from the cliff. Suddenly I look up and see Sephiroth staring up at the sky. "Um...Sir, I was wandering if you knew what J.S.G is?"

He turns to me and I see a flicker of emotion across his face. "Where did you hear that?" he say's sharply causing my fear to return.

"It was...written in Professor Hojo's report...they...gave me some of whatever it is...I'm sorry...but, I need to know what it is."

"I...am not entirely sure. It makes me feel like I should know what it is though...It is no use. I am going to find out." I stare at him as he stands and picks up his sword. He levels the blade at me and I stare at it for a moment.

"Wha..." I scramble to my feet and back away, my eyes never leaving the tip of his blade. "S...Sephiroth? What...what are you doing?"

I see him smile. "No, they were unable to finish working on you. You are incomplete. It is not time yet..."

"What are you talking about?" I ask in a slightly quavering voice. My eyes meet his.

"Are you afraid?"

"Who...Who wouldn't be with great big sword pointed at them?" I mutter. Suddenly my back hits something solid.

"We are connected, you and I. Can you not feel it?" The sword is lowered and he takes a step closer to me reaching out with his gloved hand. "You are..."

Pain shoots through my head making me double over and fall to my knees. That strange high pitched ringing, a continuous whine that isn't heard with my ears...behind that is the heart beat. A steady thumping. A drum beat. I cry out from the pain. My head feels as if it is about to be broken open.

I feel leather on my face and my head is lifted. I stare, unwillingly into those eyes. The cat-like pupils as thin as two black lines. I feel his hair brush my face he is so close. The pain is intense but I can't close my eyes. I have to look. Drowning. Drowning in two deep pools of bright green. I clench my hands in my hair as the pain intensifies.

"My..."

His voice seems to be getting further away.

"...Puppet."

I sigh and lose consciousness, welcoming the darkness as it surrounds me like a comforting blanket.