Chapter 3 Dreams Of A Sword
He woke up in a dark room with a single sword standing up on its hilt. The long silver blade gleamed in a spotlight that seamed to come from nowhere. He walked up to it and brushed the cold steel. As he did memories of battles flew threw his head. The first few seconds were a blur, but then the memories slowed down. After a while he started to get bored of them. There were so many of them, all with the same outcome, death for all who were on the wrong end of the sword. But all of a sudden they stopped. He looked around the room only to find that the sword was gone and that a door had appeared.
He walked out to see what was out there. All he found was 2 men poised to kill each other. He recognized one to be his father, Sephiroth, standing in only his long black pants with the sword that was in the room. The other was a man with wild spiky blond hair. He held a sword that was as long and nearly as wide as him. The man charged Sephiroth.
"Omni Slash" the man yelled and then hit Sephiroth with a devastating onslaught of 21 slashes. This left Sephiroth cut open in multiple spots and covered in blood. Eyes wide with pain and surprise Sephiroth fell to his knees and just looked down at his bloodied stomach. As he placed his hands over a wound a bright light came from the wound. A few seconds later another light came from his chest, then one from his arm and then another, and another, and another. Until finally one came from his head. A bright flash consumed him and separated into multiple red orbs that floated away.
"Father" screamed Damien.
"Don't worry my son, this is just another memory. After that fight I recovered, met your mother and gave a hand in making you. Although all that's left of me is this sword." said Sephiroth. Then he reappeared in front of Damien. He was holding the sword that was in the room. He held it out as to offer it to Damien.
"But that's." started Damien.
"This is Masamune. I found it in Bone Village when I went on a trip with Professor Gast. It asked me to give it to you, so here you go. Take good care of it and it will take good care of you." said Sephiroth.
"What does it want me to do with it" asked Damien.
"Ask it yourself." replied Sephiroth.
"How" Damien asked.
"Take it, it'll tell you then." Sephiroth answered.
He took the sword from his father and held it. At once the image flooded his head, but this time it was different. There was only one this time, and it wasn't a fast pace image. As Damien looked on he saw the blond haired guy coming at the image Damien with the giant sword.
"Omni Slash" the man yelled. Then the man slowed down almost to a stop. He took the first slash and Damien blocked it with Masamune. Then the man took a step back and stopped. With a surprised look on his face he took a defensive position.
The image Damien took this chance to deliver the finishing blow. He started to shake and scream.
"Oblivion" he screamed. He doubled over and fell to his knees. Black wings grew from out of his back. His fingernails grew long and sharp. His skin turned black as night. The whites of his eyes enveloped the colors. Then his short, silver hair grew to be as long as his fathers. The high pitch screams turned into low, deep, growls. He slowly stood up, picking up Masamune. Then he jumped into the air and took flight.
Damien flew up into the sky, then swooped down and flew straight at the man. He lined Masamune up with the man and flew right into him, feeling the flesh give when he impaled him. Then he flew back into the sky with the man still impaled on Masamune and then stopped. He turned downwards and started to fly towards the ground. Picking up speed, Damien felt the blood spray from his victim's chest. Then, nearly 18 feet from the ground and going almost 320 miles per hour, he stopped instantly. The man slid off of Masamune and plummeted to the ground. Every bone in his body was crushed on impact. He was killed instantly.
