Chapter Two by Alicia

            As he walked, Sephiroth passed a street sign that read "Main Street". He stared at it a moment.

            "Main Street? Main Street of what?!" He huffed and continued on his way.

            The first shop he came to was full of jewelry. He walked quickly along the cases full of brightly colored stones, but seeing no materia (none!) he left.

            The next store he came to was full of leather goods. He had looked around at everything for nearly thirty seconds when an employee came over.

            "Why, hello, sir!" he said brightly, a huge grin plastered over his face. "Can I help you with anything?"

            "Yes," Sephiroth replied. "Where are the accessories with the materia slots?"

            "Mah-tee-ree-uh?" the man asked. "What's that?"

            "Materia slots, fool!" Sephiroth roared. He showed the materia slots on his gloves, armor, masamune. "MATERIA SLOTS!"

            "Umm, right," the man said. "Uh, I don't think that's a legal weapon, sir, and I'm going to hafta ask you to leave…"

            "Leave?!" Sephiroth snarled. "You dare tell me to leave! This shop is inadequate under ShinRa standards. I'll have to report you."

            "ShinRa? Man, maybe I should call – "

            "You won't be calling anyone! Pale Horse!"

            "…Ribbit." The man-frog could only watch helplessly as Sephiroth went berserk and destroyed all of his merchandise.

            "No materia slots, bah!" Sephiroth put his masamune away and strode out. "I sure hope you've got a Transform materia."

            "Rrrrrrribbit!!!" the man-frog said furiously, trying to hop after Sephiroth. But Sephy was walking too fast, and the frog had to give up.

            "What kind of town is this, to have no materia? And to not even KNOW what materia is! …Where the hell am I?!"

            "Lookee, momma!" a little boy said, pointing. "Itsa GOTH!"

            "I AM NOT A GOTH, YOU BRAT!"

            "Heehee, he's funny, huh, momma?" The little boy giggled and tugged at his embarrassed mother's hand.

            "Funny?" Sephiroth growled. "FUNNY? DO I LOOK LIKE A CLOWN TO YOU?!"

            "Heehee, yay!" the boy cried, jumping up and down and clapping his hands. "Yaaay! More! More!"

            "Quiet," his mother whispered, trying to drag him away. "That's not nice…"

            "But momma – "

            "You'd better listen to her, brat!" Sephiroth roared. "SUPERNO – " He paused and reconsidered. He could get in serious trouble if he just blew this town up. So he sighed and just spun around, walking away.

            "Bye-bye, clownie!" the little boy was yelling. "Byeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

            "I hate kids," Sephiroth muttered under his breath.