Don't reply to bodiless Voices


Okay I'm bored, I'm not posting other chapters cause of righters block or no reviews to the pervious chapter. ::Shrugs:: Not sure how I'm gonna do this yet but I'm determined that's all that matters. Right?


Disclaimer I do not own FF7 or Weiss Kruez



Sephiroth falls into an abyss defeated by Cloud. Something in his mind finally registers that he was going to die. Closing his eyes he prays for another day. Another life. Just someone give him a chance to learn. He could learn, he was certain of that.


"Sephiroth you choose to live?"


Sephiroth looks towards the voice and nods.


"Than you will but you'll have to live in a time in which the people can defend themselves against you better." The voice had a catch to it.


A flash of green and Sephiroth can feel his body being pulled throw the fabric of time and space.


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Yohji rubs his hands together. Trying to fend of the cold from the rain. Impatiently he looks around the corner. Omi had to be wrong, their target was no where to be seen.


"Heads up." The radio cracks with Omi's voice.


Yohji pulls taught the wire. The target spots it and jumps over it. Yohji swears and takes suit into the pouring rain. The man was headed towards a muddy slope. A green light fills the sky blinding them both.


Yohji trips and slides/falls down the muddy slope. Feeling around he couldn't find the radio. Mission failed and it was all his fault. The target stops and looks at Yohji smiling. A big mistake for Aya's sword takes him down.


"A little help here." Yohji calls up.


"Do you have your wire?" Aya asks.


"Sorry lost it."


"Hey guys what is up?" Omi asks running up.


Omi slides down the slope on his stomach. Why did he have to be the rope? Ken was coming soon enough. Omi looks up and makes sure Aya and Ken had his feet. Looking back down, he was a little less than a body away. Something possesses him to look down into the mud.


"Holy shit!" Omi swears. and struggles to get back up.


"Oui Omi cool it." Ken warns getting a boot in the face.


"Body!"


Yohji looks up and notices a rock infront of him he didn't notice before. Numbly he wipes it off and realizes it was not a rock... It was a boot. Connected to a body. The boot twitches when Yohji pinches the skin beneath it.


"Omi grab hold, he's still alive!"


Omi stops thrashing and digs into the mud to find the shoulders. Once that is accomplished he grabs hold tight. Ken and Aya pull all three of them up. Course it did take several LONG minutes.


Omi stands up, the rain washing way the mud. Off to his lights baying of dogs and flashlights signal it was time to go.


"Leave him here." Aya orders.


"No Aya we'll take him with us!" Omi counters noticing the abnormally long sword clutched in the persons hand. "There has to be more about him."


No time to argue.


"Fine Yohji pick him up." Aya walks towards the car.


Yohji scratches the back of his head. "Why em I always carrying the excess baggage?"


"Cause your good at it." Ken answers following Aya.


"And I get stuck with the dirty work." Omi whines.


Yohji picks up the man. Nothing much could be said about the mans stench. Didn't he know of deodorant or soap? The man's hand loosens, Omi picks up the finally drooped sword. The dogs were closing in, to make matters worse. They are forced to run back to the car.


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I'll right more when I'm certain no one will kill me for this. Okay? Okay. Bye.