Chapter 2
[Aie! . Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Final
Fantasy 7, SquareSoft... you know the drill.]
~*~ Sephiroth's Point of View ~*~
It's been a few days with that.... child... in the mansion. Zack has become quite attached to the little kid. His behavior is irritating me a hell of a lot. While he watched Illia explore his room, I pulled him to the doorway for a second.
"What's up, Seph?" He asked me, still joyful that he could keep her.
"... What the hell is with you, Zack." I said quite plainly. "The way you've been acting. I mean, come on, damn it. You sound like some whiny female."
He looked at me for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Come on, Seph! You've never liked children?"
"Not particularly." I stated.
"I love children. They're so fun and have never seen any of this stuff. The best part is to show them around and what to do." Explained Zack, looking back at Illia with a distant look in his eyes. "We couldn't just leave her there out in the cold... she's so young and I doubt that she has any parents. Who knows, Seph. Maybe she'll want to take after you!"
I rolled my eyes at his statement. "She'll be lucky enough that Valentine doesn't kill her."
"He won't. I'll make sure he doesn't-HEY! ILLIA! DON'T TOUCH THAT!" Yelled Zack, running to the night table, which held a few tall candles.
I shook my head and leaned against the doorway, watching Zack tell Illia why she couldn't touch the candles. Maybe he was right. The two -did- look like a cute pair after all but something else was bothering me... I blinked a few times and studied Illia. Had she grown over the past few days? I looked again when Zack stood up straight and held her. Holy shit, she did grow, by quite a bit.
"It's time to wake up Uncle Vampy for lunch, Illia!" Zack exclaimed, getting that impish grin on his facial features again.
I decided to follow Zack to the basement, still severely puzzled by the fact that this child had grown so much... she's never spoken a word or at least tried to. I watched the two wake up Valentine with the usual routine... quietly opening up his coffin then sitting Illia on his chest, waiting for him to wake up. This time seemed different. Valentine opened one eye to look at her and something strange happened...
~*~ Vincent's Point of View ~*~
I opened my other eye and looked at the creation again, completely taken aback from what I saw. Her eyes... her eyes were different today. They weren't a bright mako color like Sephiroth's... they were red... like mine. I sat up quickly holding her the small of her back with my metal-clawed hand. She's gotten a tad heavier too.
I raised my gaze to Zack and Sephiroth. "... What the hell is going on here?"
Zack blinked and stepped forward, took one look at Illia's eyes and stared blankly. "..."
Sephiroth raised an eyebrow in wonder and strode over, seeing what Zack and I saw; the changed eyes.
"... That is too weird..." Zack said quietly, holding his arms out to the child. "Illia, come here."
Illia stretched her hands out to Zack and he picked her up, holding her with one arm and tilting her head to one side slightly to get a better look at her eyes. "Well I'll be damned."
"... What." I asked almost dully, not completely interested.
Zack pushed back Illia's silver hair and held it in a ponytail. "You know, like this, she's almost like a mini Vincent."
... Did I just hear this right... I stole a glance at Illia and I wish that I didn't. Unfortunately, he was right. What the hell was Hojo trying to pull?! I lightly tapped my metal fingers on the edge of the coffin in deep thought.
"We're going to have to buy her new clothes." Sephiroth said, breaking the silence. "I'm not sure if I'm the only one who sees this, but she's getting bigger. Not by gaining weight irresponsibly... as in she's growing up at a much faster rate."
"... Definitely one of Hojo's little creation..." I almost seethed.
"Maybe we should tell Strife and the others about her. I mean hell, we don't know what's going on and maybe he'll have some sort of idea." Zack thought out loud most likely...
Sephiroth raised a hand. "No. Zack, remember on what we agreed upon. We can't take her anywhere."
"Then... uh..." Zack quieted down for a moment and I only rolled my eyes. "I know. You and me, Seph, we'll go pay a visit to ol' spiky and bring him here."
I flicked my gaze towards the raven-haired boy. "... Then who's watching the child."
I didn't like the grin on his face... not at all.
"Why you are, vampy!" He exclaimed, still holding the child.
I jumped out of the coffin and stood on the edges of it, looking straight down at Zack. "I am certainly NOT doing that!"
Zack shook his head. "Oh come on. Little Illia will need some more bonding time with her Uncle Vampy and you'll have to teach her stuff too. And don't kill her."
I sighed heavily, stepping onto the cold floor. "I suppose so... how long is it going to be."
Zack shrugged, letting the child sit on his shoulders and stare at me through his pointed hair. Sephiroth didn't really have much of an answer either... figures.
"If we don't get any proper transportation it'll take about a week. Maybe more, maybe less." Sephiroth explained, crossing his arms. "It all depends of Strife believes anything this guy says."
Zack laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head with his free hand. "... It's not MY fault that Strife's so gullible!"
"... On more important issues..." Sephiroth stressed on the word 'important'. "We'll leave tomorrow, once we've prepared enough."
I silently watched Zack carry up the child, who was soon to be in my responsibility, upstairs... This... is going to be very, very irritating...
[Aie, this is a shorter chapter sorry. I wanted to post one as soon as possible but I've been killed with essays and homework and stuff. So I'll post what I can.]
[Aie! . Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Final
Fantasy 7, SquareSoft... you know the drill.]
~*~ Sephiroth's Point of View ~*~
It's been a few days with that.... child... in the mansion. Zack has become quite attached to the little kid. His behavior is irritating me a hell of a lot. While he watched Illia explore his room, I pulled him to the doorway for a second.
"What's up, Seph?" He asked me, still joyful that he could keep her.
"... What the hell is with you, Zack." I said quite plainly. "The way you've been acting. I mean, come on, damn it. You sound like some whiny female."
He looked at me for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Come on, Seph! You've never liked children?"
"Not particularly." I stated.
"I love children. They're so fun and have never seen any of this stuff. The best part is to show them around and what to do." Explained Zack, looking back at Illia with a distant look in his eyes. "We couldn't just leave her there out in the cold... she's so young and I doubt that she has any parents. Who knows, Seph. Maybe she'll want to take after you!"
I rolled my eyes at his statement. "She'll be lucky enough that Valentine doesn't kill her."
"He won't. I'll make sure he doesn't-HEY! ILLIA! DON'T TOUCH THAT!" Yelled Zack, running to the night table, which held a few tall candles.
I shook my head and leaned against the doorway, watching Zack tell Illia why she couldn't touch the candles. Maybe he was right. The two -did- look like a cute pair after all but something else was bothering me... I blinked a few times and studied Illia. Had she grown over the past few days? I looked again when Zack stood up straight and held her. Holy shit, she did grow, by quite a bit.
"It's time to wake up Uncle Vampy for lunch, Illia!" Zack exclaimed, getting that impish grin on his facial features again.
I decided to follow Zack to the basement, still severely puzzled by the fact that this child had grown so much... she's never spoken a word or at least tried to. I watched the two wake up Valentine with the usual routine... quietly opening up his coffin then sitting Illia on his chest, waiting for him to wake up. This time seemed different. Valentine opened one eye to look at her and something strange happened...
~*~ Vincent's Point of View ~*~
I opened my other eye and looked at the creation again, completely taken aback from what I saw. Her eyes... her eyes were different today. They weren't a bright mako color like Sephiroth's... they were red... like mine. I sat up quickly holding her the small of her back with my metal-clawed hand. She's gotten a tad heavier too.
I raised my gaze to Zack and Sephiroth. "... What the hell is going on here?"
Zack blinked and stepped forward, took one look at Illia's eyes and stared blankly. "..."
Sephiroth raised an eyebrow in wonder and strode over, seeing what Zack and I saw; the changed eyes.
"... That is too weird..." Zack said quietly, holding his arms out to the child. "Illia, come here."
Illia stretched her hands out to Zack and he picked her up, holding her with one arm and tilting her head to one side slightly to get a better look at her eyes. "Well I'll be damned."
"... What." I asked almost dully, not completely interested.
Zack pushed back Illia's silver hair and held it in a ponytail. "You know, like this, she's almost like a mini Vincent."
... Did I just hear this right... I stole a glance at Illia and I wish that I didn't. Unfortunately, he was right. What the hell was Hojo trying to pull?! I lightly tapped my metal fingers on the edge of the coffin in deep thought.
"We're going to have to buy her new clothes." Sephiroth said, breaking the silence. "I'm not sure if I'm the only one who sees this, but she's getting bigger. Not by gaining weight irresponsibly... as in she's growing up at a much faster rate."
"... Definitely one of Hojo's little creation..." I almost seethed.
"Maybe we should tell Strife and the others about her. I mean hell, we don't know what's going on and maybe he'll have some sort of idea." Zack thought out loud most likely...
Sephiroth raised a hand. "No. Zack, remember on what we agreed upon. We can't take her anywhere."
"Then... uh..." Zack quieted down for a moment and I only rolled my eyes. "I know. You and me, Seph, we'll go pay a visit to ol' spiky and bring him here."
I flicked my gaze towards the raven-haired boy. "... Then who's watching the child."
I didn't like the grin on his face... not at all.
"Why you are, vampy!" He exclaimed, still holding the child.
I jumped out of the coffin and stood on the edges of it, looking straight down at Zack. "I am certainly NOT doing that!"
Zack shook his head. "Oh come on. Little Illia will need some more bonding time with her Uncle Vampy and you'll have to teach her stuff too. And don't kill her."
I sighed heavily, stepping onto the cold floor. "I suppose so... how long is it going to be."
Zack shrugged, letting the child sit on his shoulders and stare at me through his pointed hair. Sephiroth didn't really have much of an answer either... figures.
"If we don't get any proper transportation it'll take about a week. Maybe more, maybe less." Sephiroth explained, crossing his arms. "It all depends of Strife believes anything this guy says."
Zack laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head with his free hand. "... It's not MY fault that Strife's so gullible!"
"... On more important issues..." Sephiroth stressed on the word 'important'. "We'll leave tomorrow, once we've prepared enough."
I silently watched Zack carry up the child, who was soon to be in my responsibility, upstairs... This... is going to be very, very irritating...
[Aie, this is a shorter chapter sorry. I wanted to post one as soon as possible but I've been killed with essays and homework and stuff. So I'll post what I can.]