Prompt: Alternate Universe. Written for Past Prompts week.


"We are monsters," Genesis intoned, materializing a black feathered wing from his shoulder in typical dramatic fashion. "We have neither dreams nor honor."

"Oh really?" Zack replied, staring at the wing, not looking impressed. He dropped his sword to the ground. "I'll show you a monster." The Second's form blurred and suddenly, standing before the pair was –

A cobra.

A blue dragon.

A tonberry.

Suddenly Zack was back. "I'm an S-class shape shifter. Trust me, I know a monster when I see one." He stared at the pair, Angeal in particular. "You two aren't even close."