Disclaimer: You know all of this does not belong to me. It belongs to
Squaresoft. Okay, just so long as we understand…
Author's Note: Alrighty, I'm altering the contest a tad. What I meant was the first person who appears in the story, as in they are physically there. Not like someone's thinking of them or something. So, the first new person who speaks to someone else in the present, you know what I mean. Okay, thanks for the great reviews! Here's the next chapter!
Chapter 12:
Merely Human
The boy was being difficult.
It would have been so easy.
It should have been so easy.
If only he would accept the inevitability of his situation.
After all, she would win.
She always won in the end.
How could he even try to fight her?
It was so confusing.
And yet…
It was a challenge.
This boy who was so different from the rest of them.
He would not give in so easily.
He wanted to control himself.
Not many people had that much will power.
She would have been impressed.
If she could have been impressed by a mere human.
Then again, there was nothing 'human' about him.
Well, what was she expected to do?
Just give in and let the boy take control?
Unacceptable.
If they were cursed to forever share one body…
If that was the way it must be…
Then she would be the dominant force.
That was how it must be.
There was no other acceptable course of action.
The boy was too unstable to handle this situation by himself.
And she was the stronger of the two.
After all, she had not survived throughout the years only to play second to some little boy's whim.
That foolish scientist thought he could control her.
Humans…
They would never understand.
She was not a force that could be controlled.
She lived on her own will.
No one attended her or saw to her needs.
She had always been alone.
It had never bothered her.
Now…
She was stuck with this young human.
This mere boy who didn't know how to fight and had no control over his admittedly strong abilities.
She could help him develop them, but…
It would take time.
She would have to start right away.
At least then she might be able to use him.
Otherwise, her efforts would be wasted.
And there was nothing she hated more than wasting her time.
True, she had all eternity, but that didn't mean she wanted to spend it suppressed by a human.
She would never be under a human's control.
No matter how he tried.
No matter how long he cried, or screamed, or begged.
Those pitiful actions had no effect on her.
She was, after all, Jenova.
A goddess.
And with her help, he might become a god.
Author's Note: Alrighty, I'm altering the contest a tad. What I meant was the first person who appears in the story, as in they are physically there. Not like someone's thinking of them or something. So, the first new person who speaks to someone else in the present, you know what I mean. Okay, thanks for the great reviews! Here's the next chapter!
Chapter 12:
Merely Human
The boy was being difficult.
It would have been so easy.
It should have been so easy.
If only he would accept the inevitability of his situation.
After all, she would win.
She always won in the end.
How could he even try to fight her?
It was so confusing.
And yet…
It was a challenge.
This boy who was so different from the rest of them.
He would not give in so easily.
He wanted to control himself.
Not many people had that much will power.
She would have been impressed.
If she could have been impressed by a mere human.
Then again, there was nothing 'human' about him.
Well, what was she expected to do?
Just give in and let the boy take control?
Unacceptable.
If they were cursed to forever share one body…
If that was the way it must be…
Then she would be the dominant force.
That was how it must be.
There was no other acceptable course of action.
The boy was too unstable to handle this situation by himself.
And she was the stronger of the two.
After all, she had not survived throughout the years only to play second to some little boy's whim.
That foolish scientist thought he could control her.
Humans…
They would never understand.
She was not a force that could be controlled.
She lived on her own will.
No one attended her or saw to her needs.
She had always been alone.
It had never bothered her.
Now…
She was stuck with this young human.
This mere boy who didn't know how to fight and had no control over his admittedly strong abilities.
She could help him develop them, but…
It would take time.
She would have to start right away.
At least then she might be able to use him.
Otherwise, her efforts would be wasted.
And there was nothing she hated more than wasting her time.
True, she had all eternity, but that didn't mean she wanted to spend it suppressed by a human.
She would never be under a human's control.
No matter how he tried.
No matter how long he cried, or screamed, or begged.
Those pitiful actions had no effect on her.
She was, after all, Jenova.
A goddess.
And with her help, he might become a god.