Everything and Nothing

As he entered to a flight of steps leading down, he found himself falling into an abyss. When he finally reached rock bottom, he saw himself wandering in darkness, death filling the air. He kept the masamune close to him, jumping to every sound he came across. A new feeling came to him, one he had never felt before in his life. But now that he was here, in this place, he finally knew what everyone felt when they came across him...

Fear...

As he jumped again to a sound behind him, he heard a wicked laugh, something cold going across the bottom of his chin. He turned sharply, an eyebrow being raised as he faced to the figures in front of him. They were women wearing ragged dresses, being all pale gray, and almost see through to the darkness behind. Sephiroth could recall remembering what these things were called...ghosts, if it may.

One of them ran their hand through her hair, eyeing him. "Hey, cutie, where did you come from?"

"The surface? We don't get much of that down here anymore," the other said in a squeaky, high-pitched voice, floating towards him.

"So whacca here for?"

"The one with the light. Where is she?"

"Oh," the first stated, floating through him and coming around the other side, putting the hand under his chin again. "The girl Hades brought down?"

"Yes, her. Where is she?" he questioned.

"Well, who's to say we're going to tell you?" the other inquired, putting a finger on his nose and giggling. "You staying here long?"

"I don't have time for this!" he said, taking out the masamune and swiping it through the air, they both backed away, beginning to laugh.

"Come on, have a little fun."

"Unless you tell me where she is," he stated, summoning a holy spell to banish the creatures for good, "I'll make your lives condemned for eternity!"

The women looked at each other, then beginning to laugh. In unison, they said, "Too late!"

"For isn't our eternity in darkness?"

"Yes, I believe so."

They continued to laugh, soon pointing in the other direction. A black door suddenly formed, the women shrugging.

"Just keep walking and you'll find her! Simple!"

Sephiroth sheathed his masamune walking in the direction. When the doors opened, he could hear the unison voices speak, almost as if being drowned in water.

"Don't be a stranger now!" They laughed, and faded in darkness as they were to spend eternity.

Sephiroth stepped forward one last step before a spotlight fell on him. He lifted an arm to block it from his eyes, but brought it down when his pupils adjusted. He gritted his teeth ready for anything that came out at him. But suddenly the light was blinked out, fires being lit around his feet in a path leading a dark, skeleton thrown with torches lit at the top. He wasn't quite sure if their was one in the middle until he saw a pair of eyes and a figure form, laughing.

"So you came all this way for nothing, did you?" Hades said, resting his elbow on the armrests and putting his hands together in front of him as he always did.

"Not for nothing, for my journey here shall not be in vain," Sephiroth stated angrily.

"Well, pull up a chair, maybe we can talk about why you're here." He waved his hand, a black chair materializing behind Sephiroth.

He only frowned, walking forward and grabbing the masamune. "You know why I'm here. Now tell me, where is the girl Kerah?"

"Is that what you're calling her now? Kerah, is it? Hmm, guess I didn't get the chance to ask before the Heartless took her," he sneered, shrugging.

"Where is she?" he repeated, his voice more threatening.

"I'll tell you. No problem. The question is what will you give for it?"

Sephiroth growled. "You never give anything without something in return, do you?"

"Hey, that's my job," he grinned. "Now, what'll it be?"

Sephiroth lowered his head, gripping his hand. "What do you will?"

"Well that masamune with fetch a pretty penny. How about it? I'll take you to her if you hand it over."

Sephrioth gripped it in his hands in anger for a time, not believing he had to give it up. (But then again, what did he have left? There was nothing else Hades would want, not even his soul, if he had one left, and joining his legion would only be a foolish mistake of a backstab). But, even in Hades's astonishments, he tossed it to his feet, turning a cold shoulder.

"Alright, now take me to her," he stated.

Hades grinned, snapping shi fingers and the sword vanishing. He stood up, walking over. "You care that much now, don't you? Heh, you should've taken my proposal when I first suggested it. But if you insist." He snapped his fingers again, Sephiroth feeling the floor give out beneath him. He shouted something angrily, but Hades, closed up the floor before he could finish, waving his flaming hand once again. "Of course, I never said I'd take you to her physical body. Oh well, have fun looking through the, oh I don't know, billions of memories down there!" He laughed, walking way.

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He felt himself on his own two feet again, looking at his hands when his eyes focused. The area around was colorful, the sky a brilliant blue. The only problem was...he was in black and white. He stepped forward, not hearing his feet hit the stone ground. He mouthed something, but nothing came out. Even though he knew he spoke something, nothing came out. As he looked further around, he recognized this place. He remembered this place, and he remembered what took place here. As he stood in the deserted area, the silent wind blowing across his face.

As he began to blink, images began to spread through his thoughts, collecting like bad dreams from the past. I all rolled backwards, all from the one named Tifa, to the one armed Barret, to the experiment to the Shina Nanaki, to the pilot Cid, to the Ninja Yuffie. All dead by the hands of him. All the same way, all the same ending. He remembered the Shina president's last words on the phone as he stabbed him in the back, all the others that he had killed. Sephiroth finally decided to keep his eyes open staring up into the sky above. He knew what was left, but he didn't want to see it. Something had changed within him, and he didn't want to see what he had done before. But as his eyes could take no more, they shut for the final time, continuing to be open on the other side.

He was in his old body, looming on the balcony above. he saw Aerith, sitting there, praying for the planet to save them all. How foolish, he thought back then, when she knew she would die. He saw Cloud approaching slowly, the others standing by. He grinned menacingly, casting a possession spell on him and making him take out the Buster Sword. He saw him lift it above his head, as saw intended, until his stupid comrades had to step in and say something, knocking him out of it. This one when he knew he had to do it, to stop from summoning Holy.

He stood out the masamune, putting it in front of him as he jumped. He lifted it slightly to lunged it into her back, seeing her smile one last time before it sliced into her. The ribbon that tied her hair fell apart, the materia of Holy falling off and bouncing off the edge. He looked up to Cloud with cold, evil eyes and he pulled the blade out of her back again, letting her fall into Cloud's arms. He heard him speak, the words dull in his memories, but could still remember the tears that fell from Cloud's face. He remembered what he said after, flying up, back into the darkness.

"Because you are...but a mere puppet..."

Sephiroth, now in his present body, fell to his knees, his head feeling like it was about to explode. He put his hands on his head, unable to see him or the surroundings, because he was all in darkness. But he rose to his feet when he heard a voice speak, a women's voice.

"You're lost...aren't you?" the woman asked.

Sephiroth's eyes widened as he saw who it was, her being illuminating in a beautiful light. And it wasn't someone he was expecting....

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A/N HAHAHAHA!!!! I left you at a cliffhanger! Yea! Well, hope you liked this chapter, and hope it at least explains something. (By the way, I SO kicked Jenova's sorry arsh after Aerith died. Hey man, that was really sad, and no one makes me sad!!!! :(