Authors Note: What?! Chapter 11 and 12 up at the same day?! After THREE MONTHS OF INACTIVITY?! WHAT ARE YOU DARKDUDE?! CRAZY?! Can't say I'm not. Sorry for all you romance wanters, but I decided I'm gonna slightly stray from that topic. Don't worry, it'll be there, but I don't THINK there will be too much. Read and write! Or I wont write! Got it?!



Carvolla worriedly looked at the man.

"Who are you?" She asked aloud, staring at the six-foot man of steel. Sephiroth opened his eyes, though the woman in the room with him was unaware. 'This is my chance. This can be my redemption. I am no longer Sephiroth, the terrible...I shall be reborn.' He sat up and groaned, holding his stomach.

"I'm...I am..." He looked around quickly, but could not think of a name. The lady in the room gasped, but quickly regained her composure.

"It's okay. Many people who gone through injuries like yours have short-term amnesia. It's quite all right if you don't remember your name. Mine is Carvolla." She smiled and held out her hand. Sephiroth smiled, actually happy for the first time in several years. Warmly, he clasped her hands between his.

"Thank you. You are my lifesaver. Forever am I in your debt."

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Vincent conferred with Reno while Rude stood watch at the cave entrance. He blinked a few times, the harsh glare of the sun blinding to his eyes, which had adjusted to the cave light.

"Vinny, I found where they are."

"Yes?"

"They are...in Midgar."

"Why in the ruins?"

"Symbolism? The hell should I know? We need to meet up with Cloud and the others. Maybe if we strike soon enough, we'll only have to deal with Hojo, maybe Sephiroth."

"Or this could be a trap. I doubt even this Buran could be so careless."

"Either way, Vinny, we gotta try."

"Don't call me that."

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Red was back to thinking again. He thought about Yuffie mostly, but those thoughts made him depressed. He finally accepted that the relationship could not work out...even if there was one. They were too different. He sighed sadly and looked out of the window at the Rocket Tower.

"I am damned to a life without love." He said sadly.

"Damnit Red what's wrong now?" Cid came up the stairs.

"I just realized that life isn't fair."

"Ha! You young'ins are slow. I realized that when my dad wouldn't let me fly the Tiny Bronco when I was six. Boy was I pissed."

"Yeah. But it really isn't. There are no more of my species left...and the only girl that might love me...our relationship cannot work out."

"...Listen Red...I really dunno what to say...I'm...sorry..." Cid mumbled gruffly.

"That's okay...I've been alone for forty some years...It's not gonna affect me now. Let's just finish the mission. Then I can worry about the mission."

"Yeah Red, yeah..."



-----Next Day-----





Carvolla walked up the stairs softly, and into the guest bedroom. Out of the two years she lived in this house, this was the first time it had been used. But, by such a handsome and polite man...

"I must keep my head straight. As soon as he is healed, he will leave." She told herself as she opened the door.

"...Is everything okay?" She asked quietly, gingerly stepping into the room. He sat upright, his silver hair fell on the pillow and he held his stomach while he read the newspaper.

"Carvolla! What are you doing up so early?" Sephiroth asked cheerfully, smiling.

"Well, I was just wondering if you would like some breakfast. You being my guest and all..."

"You are too kind! You let me stay in your house after I became better; you give me a warm room, food, and water. I can never thank you enough. As soon as I become well again, I promise I shall help you out around the house...If you will let me stay. I'm afraid I have no idea where to go you see..."

"That would be great! I mean, you are definitely welcome to stay here!" Carvolla said excitedly, and ran down the stairs to make him breakfast. On the last step, she tripped and fell.

"Carvolla is very kind...I think I am rather fond of her..." Sephiroth said quietly to himself, and looked over the newspaper again.



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Hojo looked at the computer monitor.

"Everything is going as planned, Jenova."

-Excellent-