Scream Introducing FFVII
Chapter 3:
"Hey Sephiroth!" came a loud voice.
Sephiroth rolled his eyes. Not my fan Club. He turned around and smiled a fake smile. "Hi Red XIII."
Red XIII smiled broadly. He remembered my name. "Did I ever tell you I think you are the greatest?!"
Sephiroth nodded. "Yes, many times."
Red XIII breathed in deeply. "Ahh. Mr.Sephiroth, just being in your presence is truly a great honor. Thank you for letting me mingle in your personal space. I consider it a huge honor."
Sephiroth smiled, shrugged and then turned around. He had left Wutai the following morning after the big game.
He was on his way to Ofus (another one of the many cities that weren't mentioned in FFVII). Ofus was the only city with an international airport. Sephiroth knew Cid had his own airport, but he had to get to Midgar before Cloud did. After all, Cloud was going to see his sister. He couldn't let that happen.
"Where are you headed?" Red XIII asked.
"Oh..no where you'd be interested in," Sephiroth said casually.
"Where to? I could walk you if you'd like."
Sephiroth rolled his eyes. "Ofus, okay?"
"Ofus.., of course! That place is the only place around here for miles with an international airport," Red XIII said proudly. "You could take a ship across, but it would be alot cheaper if you took a plane."
Sephiroth sighed. "I know that."
"Yeah, of course, you have to have your ID checked and scanned; you also have to have a Sponsorship to the city you're heading to and-"
"Sponsorship?" Sephiroth asked in a confused tone. "What Sponsorship?"
"I meant a pass that secures your saftey to the area you're going to," Red XIII said. "I forgot the name of it though."
"A transport!" Sephiroth said to himself. "Damn! I forgot mine! I gotta go back to Wutai to get it."
"Should I wait for you?" Red XIII asked.
Sephiroth rolled his eyes. "Sure, knock yourself out."
"Okay!" Red XIII said, smiling.
Sephiroth shook his head and headed back to Wutai.
When Sephiroth arrived there, he could see that there was already trouble stirring among the people there.
Rude and Elena from the turks were there, as well as Vincent Valentine.
"Sephiroth!" Elena cried when she saw him.
Sephiroth rolled his eyes. Not this one. She's got a crush on me. "Hi Elena," Sephiroth muttered.
Elena grabbed Sephiroth's arm and held it as if for protection. "Sephiroth! It's Reno!"
"What about Reno?" Sephiroth asked.
Elena looked into hard into Sephiroth's eyes.
Sephiroth frowned uncomfortably. Elena's eyes were full of tears. "What's wrong? What's wrong with Reno?"
Elena burst into tears.
Rude shoved her out of the way and walked up to Sephiroth. "Look man, we've got some serious problems. It doesn't only involve Reno, but it involves Yuffie too. And I know that you and her know each other right?"
Sephiroth nodded. "Did something happen to them?"
Rude lowered his head. "Last night." He took a deep breath. "Last night Reno left to do some uh...'business'. Yuffie was staying home alone. It seems as if someone called her continuously making threats against her. He barged into her house, and he killed her. He killed Reno as well. Seems they were both gutted from the inside."
Sephiroth made a face. "That's sick! Are you serious?! Yuffie and Reno are dead? They were gutted?!"
"Well hold on man. That's not the full story. The investigators found only one dead body. They haven't identified it yet."
Sephiroth was in a state of shock. "I can't believe this. Yesterday I was-" He stopped. He couldn't say he was at Yuffie's house last night. Then again, Cloud was there too. But Cloud wasn't anywhere to be seen.
Sephiroth headed over to the temple. "I wonder how Godo will react to the news."
One of the Samurai masters was sitting on the footsteps that led to the main door of the temple. He looked up to see Sephiroth and frowned.
Sephiroth walked up to the samurai. "Hey um-"
"Why this happen? This did not need to happen! Yuffie did not need to die! No one need die! People who make people die need die!" The Samurai interupted. He didn't speak english too well.
Sephiroth wasn't sure if it was the right time to ask him if Cloud had been there.
In the distance he could hear a reporter ask one of the investigators, "Was there anyone else in the house that night?"
Sephiroth frowned. Yeah there was someone, Cloud. Cloud was the one in the house last night. And uh me too. "Did a man by the name of Cloud come here last night?"
"Cloud? I see Cloud. Up high. In sky."
Sephiroth shook his head. "No, no, no. Cloud is the name of a friend of mine. He's tall, sort of uh muscular, has tall, spiky blonde hair. He carries a wimpy, I mean, big sword around with him."
"Ah yes. I know who you talk about. Blonde-haired boy. He left early. He went to Ofus. Go back to Midgar."
Sephiroth growled. If he lays one hand on my sister, I'll kill him. I'll make him wish he was never born! "Well thanks sir."
"Yes. We call him blonde-haired boy. He talk alot about man. He talk about man named Se, Se, um, Sephurrroth. He say man have metal hair. Hard hair. He say man can not use sword. Man can not fight. He say man fight like chocobo."
Sephiroth growled again, and without saying anything, trudged away from the temple and headed back to the village area.
Sephiroth could see that there were more invistigators now. He couldn't stand it. All the noise. The annoying reporters. He had hoped to see Tifa there. But she wasn't there. Elena came rushing into Sephiroth's arms.
"Oh Sepphy! I'm so afraid of these horrible reporters! They keep asking me annoying questions! And I just can't stand it!" Elena held Sephiroth to her.
Sephiroth sighed. "There, there." He looked around again for Tifa, but there was no sign of her. Well, Tifa's not here. Cloud has already left. Sephiroth! What the hell are you doing? Get on that plane to Ofus! "Uh listen Elena. I gotta go."
Elena looked up at Sephiroth with puppy-dog eyes. "So soon?"
Sephiroth smiled. "Hey, babe. Don't worry I'll be back." Remember Sephiroth, even though she's annoying, you still gotta be cool. "I'll see you around." He touched Elena's cheek, winked, and headed to the hotel to get his transport.
Elena sighed. "He's such a...a...a man. I wish I could make him mine forever. Oh...I'll make him mine one day. Mrs. Elena....Elena...hey, what's Sephiroth's last name?"
Rude shook his head. "I believe it was Gast."
"Sephiroth Gast?" Elena said. "Please Rude. Elena Gast doesn't sound right to me. And Sephiroth Gast just sounds plain retarded."
Sephiroth looked under the bed he had slept in the night before. "Damn! It's not there! Where the hell could it be?"
Sephiroth looked some more, then snapped his fingers. "I remember!" He looked in one of the bedside drawers. Inside it was his transport. "Eureka! Alright! Bodacious! Tubular! Kicking it to the curb!" Sephiroth, if you're going to act cool, you've got to sound cool. That...just did not sound cool.
Sephiroth shook his head. "Uh-uh what I meant was: I knew where it was. Kick ass that I finally got it." I wonder if that sounded cool.
Sephiroth left the hotel and took one last look at Yuffie's house. He could hardly see it; it was so crowded with reporters, newscasters, and investigators. Not one of them looked like Tifa. Just then he noticed someone. She had her brown hair tied up in a bun. He recognized her. It was Tifa!
He practically flew down the stairs trying to get her attention. "TIFA!" he called. "Tifa! Tifa!"
Tifa turned around and saw Sephiroth waving, flalling his arms up and down.
Sephiroth flashed a grin at her. "Hey there!"
Tifa smiled back. "Hi Sephiroth. I haven't seen you in awhile. How've you been?"
Sephiroth shrugged. "Kickin' it back, you know shmoozing and laying around, that type of stuff. You?"
Tifa turned red. "Well, I shouldn't really mention this to you, but..."
"But what?" Sephiroth asked.
Tifa bit her lip to keep from laughing. "Well Cloud, hehe, He and-Sephiroth, you look confused. You know who Cloud is, tall blonde, muscular, cute. Him?
Sephiroth's smile dissapeared. "Oh. That one."
"Well...we uh...you know..." Tifa grinned at Sephiroth. "You know what I mean right? Well we did...you know. The thing. The dance. The monkey-dance."
Sephiroth looked confused. "Monkey dance?"
"Yup. The monkey dance. We did it. We did the monkey!" Tifa squeeled. "I can't believe we did the monkey dance. I mean, I'm usually not up for dancing. I'm not a real party girl. And what suprised me most was that Cloud did it as well."
Sephiroth's confusion soon turned to anger. "Oh I get it. You guys did it, didn't you? I can't believe you guys did it."
Tifa shrugged. "I know, I was so nervous at first. We did it at the Gold Saucer."
"THE GOLDSAUCER?!" Sephiroth cried. "Couldn't you have at least picked out a decent place to do this?!"
Tifa looked confused. The Goldsaucer has the only Monkey-Dance Club that I know about, I don't know what Sephiroth is talking about. "Well, anyways. I was so nervous. Especially since there were so many people watching."
Sephiroth dropped his jaw. "PEOPLE WATCHING YOU?!" He was enraged. "I can't believe you Tifa Lockheart! That's a very personal thing you know."
"Personal?" Tifa said. "I don't get it."
"Did he use protection?" Sephiroth asked.
Protection? Oh...he must mean that new deoderant for men. Duh! We were pretty sweaty afterwards; Sephiroth must mean deoderant. "Well, we were pretty sweaty afterwards and-"
"Aaaah!" Sephiroth shrieked. "Please! Don't get into detail!"
"Detail?" Tifa asked. "There wasn't that much detail. We just you know, went up and down and up and down. You know the Monkey Dance. That's how it works."
Sephiroth stared at Tifa. "WHAT....IS...WRONG...WITH...YOU?!"
Tifa frowned. "No, Sephiroth, what's wrong with you?!"
Sephiroth shook his head. "Just tell me that Aeris wasn't there."
Was she there? Oh yeah. She was there, we all danced. I remember. We each took turns with Cloud. "Now that you mention it, she was there. We took turns with Cloud. He went-"
"SHHHH!"
"But I-"
"SHHHH!"
"If you would just lemme'-"
"Shh!"
"But I-"
"Shh!"
"Just before you say anything, that was a pre-empeative 'shh'," Sephiroth said.
"What is your problem?!" Tifa yelled. "By the way, you're stealing lines from Austin Powers."
"I am going to kill Cloud," Sephiroth said. "He's going to be dead."
"You're going to kill Cloud?!" Tifa shrieked.
"Yes! The way he acts when I'm not around! AND TO THINK---with my sister! He took turns! It was in front of people!" Sephiroth shook his head in dismay. "What is wrong with you people these days?!"
Tifa put her hands on her hips. "What is wrong with you? All we did was dance!"
"Yeah. The Monkey Dance."
"Tsk! Haven't you heard of that new dance that's sweeping over the planet? It's called 'The Monkey Dance'. Aeris and I begged Cloud to go with us to Goldsaucer where they were gonna have a live danceathon. He didn't want to go at first, but we begged and pleaded until he said 'yes'. He hung out with Cait Sith most of the time. Aeris and I danced, and we got Cloud in there too. He told me not to tell anyone that he actually danced. But, when you came along, I couldn't resist. Then you act as though we commited adultury or something! What's wrong with you?! WE JUST DANCED!" Tifa slapped Sephiroth over the head, leaving Sephiroth with a bewildered look on his face.
"You-they-they were dancing?" Sephiroth said to himself. "That was what this was all about? Ha. Haha. And to think I thought it was....Oh never mind. Tifa hates me now. Way to go Sephiroth. Real smooth."
"Oh well, maybe Vincent will wanna chat with me," Sephiroth told himself.
Vincent was standing off in a corner away from all the reporters and investigators. He looked as if he knew what was going on, but just didn't want to be a part in the matter. His red eyes were gleaming, and when he saw Sephiroth approaching him, he didn't move or twich. He just stood there.
"Hey Vincent," Sephiroth said in a friendly tone.
Vincent didn't answer.
Sephiroth frowned, but tried again. "Freaky about all those murders eh?"
Vincent still didn't answer.
"I wonder whose body that belongs to," Sephiroth said. "I don't think-"
"What?! Do you know what I think you know?!" Vincent asked Sephiroth in a suprised tone.
"What do you mean?" Sephiroth asked.
Vincent narrowed his eyes. "Don't play innocnent with me Sephiroth. You may be scary with that sword, but I don't need a sword to be scary."
Sephiroth was completley confused. "I don't understand."
Vincent rolled his eyes. "Typical....so what are you doing here Sephiroth?"
"I came back to get my transport," Sephiroth replied. "Honestly. I didn't even hear about the murders until I got here."
Vincent gave Sephiroth a cold look. "Yuffie did not get murdered okay?"
Sephiroth knew that Vincent was just covering up his emotional side. He and Yuffie had become pretty close friends over the past several months. He must have been really upset. "It's okay Vincent. Yuffie is gone, but her spirit is alive."
Vincent growled. "Don't make me turn on you Mr.Sephiroth. You're starting to make me very angry. Yuffie is not dead. Yuffie is alive. I know."
"How do you know? Were you there the day she got murdered?"
Vincent swirled around. "NO!" He gave Sephiroth another cold, dark stare. It made Sephiroth's body feel as cold as a grave. "I wasn't there, but I just know she's alive. She's not dead."
"I just don't think you should get your hopes up, that's all. After all, she was my friend too. I knew her and she-"
"Your friend?!" Vincent inturupted sharply but quietly. "You don't know Yuffie like I do. You haven't spent time with her. Hell, you knew her for like what? A week! Then you consider her your friend. Just like you do with everyone. You may be great Sephiroth, you may strong and witty and handsome; you may have so many fans that they're letters to you are hogging up all the space in the post office. You may be the 'great and powerful Sephiroth', but you are not Yuffie's friend, nor mine."
With those last words, Vincent gave him a sharp glance as he did before, and stormed away in another direction.
Sephiroth was left standing in between the crossroads, bewildered. He's right. I don't know Yuffie like he does . I can't name anyone, besides tall-blonde-haired boy, that I can say I've known for years. I don't have anyone I could....oh. Forget it. I've got my fan-club, money, girls. What else do I need? Nothing. Vincent just doesn't know what he's talking about. I need to forget it. I need to forget that the conversation ever happened. What I need to do is head on to Ofus.
Sephiroth left Wutai. He had always thought Wutai was such a peaceful town. Until all this media shit comes in, and these invesitgators, FBI agents, etc. It's just become a loud mystery with many suspects.
As luck would have it, Red XIII remained true to his word. He was resting under a tree, waiting for Sephiroth to come. He immediantly sat up. "Sephiroth! You're back! That was pretty quick!"
Sephiroth sighed and shook his head. "Great. You're here. The day has just gotten better."
Rex XIII blushed. "Really?"
No, I was being sarcastic. "Yeah. It's just getting better and better. And it's all thanks to you Red XIII."
Red XIII beamed. "It is an honor and a privelage to have you say that to me oh great Sephiroth."
Sephiroth nodded. "He.he. Uh..thanks....hey now, we'd better head to Ofus."
Red XIII stood up tall and ran beside Sephiroth. "You're right! Of course! You're such a witty, intelligent thinker! I remember the time you fought that dragon with one foot in your hand, and the dragon breathed fire on you, but you were protected with your ice-shield9. I heard that from that one fight you got a million smackers!"
Sephiroth thrust his chest out and walked proudly. "I did. I sure showed that dragon who was boss."
"Remember the time you slashed that two-headed...."
It went on like that for hours. Sephiroth enjoyed some moments of it; but he was sick and tired of acting like a wousse and living up to the fact that he was a hero, a ledgend, a god almost. But Sephiroth knew that it was really Cloud who desereved all this attention. Sephiroth was getting it based on his incredibly bad-ass reputation in the past. Cloud kicked Sephiroth's butt in the crater. Sephiroth knew it too. The past is the past. Cloud deserves some of this fame; after all, it's his turn. Sephiroth got the past. Cloud gets the future. It should be Cloud who everyone sees as a hero. And one day, Cloud will get the same recognition Sephiroth gets.
Ofus International was jam-packed that day.
Sephiroth had to get his tickets checked in, baggage check, transport, etc. As well as saying good-bye to his #1 fan.
"Sephiroth! Why do you have to go?! We were having so much fun!!!" Red XIII wailed.
Let's leave it at "were" why don't we. Sephiroth nodded. "Yeah. I know."
"I'm your number one fan!" Red XIII cried.
I'm sure you are. Good-bye now. "Yes well, we all have our moments. Good-bye Red XIII. I'll be seeing you."
"B-b-b-b-but, but Sephiroth! There are people starting their own religion called Sephirothism. And I'm the one who came up with it! See what a devoted fan I am?!" Red XIII told Sephiroth. "I am your number one fan!!!! PLEASE!!!!! STAY!!!!!!"
At this point, some of the more normal people were staring at Red XIII.
Sephiroth patted Red XIII on the head. "Yes. Okay. I get it. You're my number one fan! Good-BYE now." And before Red XIII could say anything else, Sephiroth took off.
Red XIII smiled. "Wait until I tell all my brothers about how I got to meet the great Sephiroth, and how he called me his 'number one fan'. They're going to be so jealous. I'm going to be a chic-magnet!" Red XIII looked around nervously. "In a strictly-animal-species only way."
Sephiroth headed toward the waiting room. No one was there. It was like this great, huge, isolated part of an incredibly busy, hussling airport.
Sephiroth waited around for awhile, wondering...I really hope Cloud didn't get to Aeris. She's my sister, and I swear if he lays one hand on her, I'm gonna gut him like a fish.