The Backstabbing Clause of Evil

"Come on, Kerah, time to get up," Sephiroth said gently, setting her down on her feet. He had to hold her there for a moment so she could catch her balance. When she had, she began to look around. Sephiroth tried to talk to her, but somehow she seemed unreachable in her state of fear. "Kerah, please listen to me," he said, putting his hands on her shoulders. "You must trust me. I'm going to do something if one event leads to another, and you must trust me I would never hurt you..."

Her eyes wandered, eyeing all around to the surroundings. It was dark, damp, and cold, dead trees looming over with their enormous branches, blocking out all light. Sephiroth could not grasp her attention over it, but eventually he put his hands on the side of her face, making her look forward.

"Do you trust me?"

She nodded her head, getting out the notepad and writing down something. She handed it to him. "Where are we?"

With that, they both heard a howling of the wind, a voice coming from behind Kerah. They both turned to see the dark figure stand before them.

"Hello again. I do hope you've come up with your decision, Sephiroth."

"Yes I have," he answered. "...You can have her."

Kerah's eyes widened, turning back to Sephiroth. He only kept stern, staring up at Hades. Hades grinned, reaching out to grab Kerah. She backed away, Hades beginning to frown, as he had to step forward to get to her. He laughed, seeing her run behind Sephiroth.

"Heh, cute little thing, isn't see? Okay stand out of the way."

Sephiroth looked over his shoulder to her, seeing the fear and horror in her eyes. He looked back, seeing Hades waiting. He smirked, chuckling a bit as he paused, continuing soon after.

"First you have to tell me why she can't speak our language."

"What?!" Hades proclaimed, his hair turning from the blue flame it was to a deadly red. "That wasn't part of the deal!"

Sephiroth reached for his masamune, seeing the Heartless beginning to form and surround. He gritting his teeth, looking back to Kerah. His eyes were the only reassurance she knew he wasn't going to hurt her, when he suddenly grabbed her shoulder and put an arm around it, putting the masamune up to her neck. Hades glared on in worry, waving his hand back to summon the Heartless away. He calmed, grinning his normal smirk, and his hair turning back to blue.

"Alright, no need to get drastic. I'll tell you. The reason why she can't speak our language is because...Well first off, she's heard us speak it, and she learned to write it very fluently, but the reason why she cannot talk...is because she's never talked before."

Sephiroth stared on in wonder. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying she's never spoken anything before, thus her vocal cords are not used to speaking in any sort of tongue."

"Who is she?" he question. Hades hesitated, but when Sephiroth tightened the sword to her neck, he spoke.

"She is who she says she is. However, she has never said what she is, has she?"

Sephiroth eyed him in skeptical thought, wondering if what he was saying was true.

"Well, see for yourself. Everything will be explained once you take off that cloak of hers."

Sephiroth hesitated, but took the sword away, turning her around to face him. She looked up to him with sad eyes, but knew what they had said. She reached up to the tied string of the cloak, soon letting it drop to the ground. She buried her face in her hands, tears stating to come down her face. Sephiroth was struck with stunned shock, unbelieving of what he saw.

She wore a long, white dress, gold trimming along the short sleeves a blue jeans, he could see by her ankles. He could not tell of this before because of the cloak she wore, and he only thought it was thick. But it hadn't been, but something else. On her back, spreading slowly out, was a pair of white feathered wings...

"You see, you have that wing because you were tested on, morphed that way. Imagine what it would be like to be born with them." Hades smirked. "Her family, her friends, everyone she knew abandoned her, because she was something different. She grew up in a race of perfections, a race known by magic...A race that created the door. So I guess you could say she was a princess or something..."

Sephiroth's eyes widened. "T-they created the door to all worlds?"

Hades nodded. "And they have the power to open it again. So, that's why I need her, so I can open up the door once again."

"Who hired you?!" Sephiroth said angrily.

"People...But that's none of your concern, now is it?"

"Just give me a minute."

"Yes, alright. But a minute."

Sephiroth took her by the shoulders, bring her away from Hades and lifting her chin. She out her hands to her sides, but her eyes were still filled with tears.

"You came...because you thought I was like you?" Sephiroth asked, and she nodded slowly. "But if you knew who I was...why did you come to me?"

She took out the notepad, writing down the most simplest thing, but the most heartwarming thing Sephiroth could ever had gotten. "Because I knew there was a light left in you."

"Kerah..." He put his arms around her shoulders, shutting his eyes as he put a hand on the back of her head. In a way that only she could hear, he continued. "You're not going anywhere. I'll never let them take you..."

Hades snickered. "I think not."

With that, something dark, black, reached out behind Kerah, wrapping around her waste and throat. She would not let go, and neither would Sephiroth, but something grabbed his ankle tripping him and making him loose his grip.

"Kerah!" He grabbed the masamune at his waste, cutting whatever it was at his ankle and running forward. Out of his notice, another batch was going to come get him, but Hades held up his hand, having a plan in mind. The black essence holding Kerah slowly began to back away too, letting Sephiroth catch up.

He tried to cut through it, but it just didn't let go, forming more in place of it. There was nothing he could do, that is if he didn't want to fry Kerah to a crisp. He held out a hand suddenly, putting it on the side of his face and smiling. He only remained stricken.

"I'll find you again. I promise."

She tried to say something, a word forming in the back of her throat. He tried to listen, but in a second could not longer. A splitting pain came to his chest, looking down. Shockingly, through his right shoulder, a flaming spike driven all the way through it. he heard a laugh from behind, and a dull scream from Kerah. Finally, as he fell to his knees, he heard the word she had been trying to say.

"Se...Seph...Sephiroth!!!"

With that, she disappeared into darkness.

Sephiroth felt his numb head hit the floor, a linger of thoughts running through his head. One, however, stuck out above the rest, before he finally faded.

'I fell into weakness...but I regret...nothing...'

***

--A tragic event has befallen you, has it not?--

Sephiroth heard the voice as he fell, fell deeper into darkness. He was in comfort, as there were many here, falling for eternity, but it was nothing to him. Nothing meant anything anymore, now hat he had rejoined with Lifestream. It was kind of ironic, seeing how his past life, he tried to obtained such power, but now he was only apart of it.

--You no like it here? We keep you company--

Sephiroth felt dumb for answering, but did it anyway. "I don't care. I might as well rot forever."

--Guilty, are ye?--

"Not guilty...regretful, that I had not held on to her."

--Care for her safety?--

"I care for her life. Who knows what the Heartless will do to get power. They'll take her heart, their swallow her in darkness..."

--Then she be with us, yes?--

"She doesn't deserve this...I'm the cold blooded killer who should be dead, she...her life actually means something."

--...You would protect her?--

"If it be the light I have left."

--You want life, do ye?--

Sephiroth hesitated, but soon answered. "Could I get it back?"

--Hades does not watch us here. He tends to his own area. We could send you back, but the question it would you use it to help the living?--

"Yes, yes I would. I would devout every ounce of power I have."

--Hmm, you sound sincere enough...--

--Very well, you may go back...May your luck be well...--

Sephiroth felt a numbing in his head, soon feeling a wall against his back. He looked up, his eyes narrow. He was greeted with the stares of people around, wondering how he had gotten there. But he ignored them, standing up to strike fear him their eyes.

He grinned finding it humorous that he was here. Out of all the worlds, Lifestream had to send him here. Though, it wasn't too surprising. It was the closest thing to the Heartless as it came. He walked on, though, through the crowded, dark streets of Midgar, his mind set out to find Kerah.

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A/N I thought this chapter kind of set out something so please review and tell me what you think!