Chapter 2
**************10 Years later*************
I had never got to see Sephiroth after that. He was captured by Shinra and sent to become a Shinra soldier, now at twenty-two, I had forgotten about my long awaited friendship with Sephiroth. I have recently met Cloud Strife by selling flowers in the Slums, joined him on his adventures, and made many friends like Tifa, Cid, Barrette, Red XII, Cait Sith, Vincent, and Yuffie. Anyway, we have fought enemies, avoided Shinra, and found that Sephiroth is evil. Unfortunately, I Never remembered that he was my old friend. I have followed him with Cloud and the others, never knowing who he really was. I still wore the ring he gave me but forgot that he presented it to me long ago. I always thought I had received it from my mom's jewelry box. I left off in my life at when I had ran away in the Sleeping Forest after Cloud, the others and I had discovered the temple of the Ancients. I could not take some of the things I have learned and I knew there had to be something done about it all. I needed to call Holy and ask some questions, and the only person who could tell me was my new nemises ..Sephiroth.
It had already been a day since I had run off away from my friends, I was surrounded by plant growth. It was a beautiful sunny day as usual, the rays of light flowed down in rare amounts through the tree tops. Everything was silent as I sat beneath a large Redwood tree. I gazed at the large patch of wild flowers that covered the forest floor. I got up slowly to walk over to the flowers and knelt next to them. I began arranging the earth into a fashionable order. I had done this many times in Midgar, near the slums at the old broken down church. Back there I walked the streets and sold some flowers, making enough money to buy what I needed.
I was sorting out some of the yellow flowers and sighed. I heard soft footsteps from behind me coming closer slowly and silently, then stop not too far back.
"Hello Sephiroth, nice you could stop by." I said without turning my head, still fiddling with the flower. He stood there silently, leaned up next to a tree with his arms folded. He sort of stood out as a black figure among the lush green surroundings. The breeze played in my hair as I picked a flower and got up. "Want one? They smell lovely."
"No." He replied. "Thank you."
"Well are you in a good mood? Because I'm sure as heck am not dead. Why have you not attacked me?" I asked as I carefully put the flower in my pocket. "You haven't even drawn your sword."
"I'm not killing you here. This place is Holy." He answered as he stared at me hard.
"Well okay, then." I started. " That means no profanity, hostility or violence?"
"Fine." he agreed.
"Can I ask you why, the planet, why do you wish to destroy it?." I said as I turned away from him.
"I am not destroying it, but simply gathering it's energy, do you not remember from the temple of ancients? You and I both perfectly know that it's the vile people that populate the planet that will be destroyed, why bother asking a silly question, Cetra?" He said deliberately as I looked back at him solemnly. His sharp gaze penetrated my out looking expression. His gaze was very familiar from long ago."Let me ponder about you, shall I? Why do you care for this planet's inhabitants so much?"
"You don't understand, Sephiroth, I care for the people because they have a meaning in life just like you and me." I told him.
"NO! You are wrong! These people deserves to be destroyed, even if I may not be a true Ancient!" he revolted against me. "These lands belong to the Cetra and their people! Yet once I endure all this planet's energy and with that become like the gods, it won't matter if I have Cetra blood or not."
"These people were created for a purpose, this is not your land." I began to say as I looked down, but Sephiroth cut me short.
"These people have no right to live, they are a poison to this planet, a Damn threat. You, Ancient, and I are the two left to live through. I can't believe you would betray your Cetra life to these pathetic creatures. Either join me or parish with that weak little puppet, Cloud! Mother is not here while you are close, she believes you are a traitor. Weak for those wretches you call humans" Sephiroth spat out, glaring at me as if I werent human. It hurt and I couldn't answer, but just turn away. "If I let the Shinra take over this planet will cease to exist anyway, I might as well use Meteor and put it out of its misery, then the cause would be for the better! I could heal the planet that way once I gain its energy."
"Sephiroth. I know you are better than this." I said half to myself. "I know you are mad but."
"Shut up, Cetra! You know nothing about me! You do not know me!" He made eye contact for the fist time today. His eyes made him look like he was going to engulf with flames. They shined like sparkling emeralds with rage but also sadness. "You don't know what it is like to have been an experiment your whole life! You don't know what its like to be a freak creation or having found out your mother is a hideous monster!! You do not know what it is like to be me!!!"
"Please, let me help you. It doesn't have to be this way. Just try to understand..." I began to say softly as I reached out to touch his arm, but he instantly slapped my hand away.
" I don't want your help! I understand everything. Everything is a living Hell! So do not touch me!" He said pushing me away. I lost my balance which sent me to the ground hard. But before I could regain control, I heard the sharp metallic sound of his masamune sword and caught a glimpse of light that reflected off it as it come flying towards me as fast as lightning. Unable to do a thing, I closed my eyes tightly as time seemed to freeze in place.
I realized after a few seconds that I was still alive or at least I thought. I slowly opened my eyes to see the end of the blade half an inch from my bare neck. I was completely shocked as much as frightened. I looked up to see Sephiroth standing over me and holding his long Masamune against my throat. I wondered why he hasn't killed me yet. I simply closed my eyes.
"If this is my fate finish me off" I said softly and quietly, but loud enough for Sephiroth to hear.
He had been looking at me with fire in his eyes while he still stood his ground. He finally pulled back and looked back towards the forest. The birds had stopped chirping their little songs and it was silent. Sephiroth sheathed his sword in its scabbard and gave me a hard look. I finally stood back on my feet. I then noticed the strangest thing I have ever seen.
"Sephiroth. Your eyes are wet." I said softly, but he only looked away again.
"I thought you said no inhumane type behavior" I said as I brushed myself off. I sensed in his mind that he apologized while he turned to leave. He suddenly turned his head slightly.
"I am sorry." He said quietly as he disappeared into the thicket of the forest. I stared with guilt and pity. He really meant it.
The next day I was walking through the City of the Ancients. I had had a dream last night that told me to "come to us". As I walked there was a faint voice calling me. I couldn't help but to follow, it was like I was in a trance. I walked toward the large temple, and unlike the other buildings here this one seemed to make me chime with excitement. I gave a push to the large wooden door, and inside was nothing but darkness. I quickly closed the door behind me as I raced up the spiral and narrow hall.
A staircase opened up at the top of the spiral hall, I descended down it instinctively. It was made of glass and seemed to be held in the air by magic. I went down and down, dropping down into a large underground cavern with sleek walls with pentacles of crystal shooting upwards from them. At the bottom, a large castle stood, leading to the underground lake. I slowly stepped through the castle hall, listening to the steady pulse of my footsteps echoing. I walked like that of a sleepwalker, expressionless and stepping poised. The hall led to platform that was surrounded by the underground waters. The waters were crystal-clear and serene, untainted by the world of the outside. Light from an unknown source brought up the beauty of the underground chamber and added a cerulean hue to everything within it.
In the middle of the lake there stood an elevated stage in which was also the praying column. Smaller round pillar led upwards to it like stepping stairs. It was where most of the light was located. And it was there that I must go. I made up to it without delay.
I heard a small noise, echoing into another noise so that I could not determine what it was in some part of the large room so I hung onto my staff tightly. After getting over the sound, I knelt on the hard marble floor and laid my princess guard next to me. I began to call upon Holy. I prayed for the Planet, I prayed for the people, but most of all, I prayed for Sephiroth.
Ten minutes past. I had repeated the prayer over repeatedly. I heard the same noise as the one before, but louder and right above me. I stood as still as I could and stopped my chanting, but never opened my eyes. Suddenly, I heard a swoosh in the air, followed by a sharp clank. When I opened my eyes I was stunned to see the Masamune sword that belonged to Sephiroth inches from my position. I quickly stood up searching frantically for its owner. I looked back at the sword that was as taller than I, it stuck from the floor only and inch away from my face.
"I meant to miss." A deep voice whispered. I stood still looking at the sword. He came closer to me slowly, I could hear his footsteps as they echoed through the abandoned temple. I was still in shock as I turned to face him. The glowing light made his eyes sparkle and shine as they penetrated mine. I glanced at his arm as he stuck it out over my shoulder and pulled his sword from the floor. He smiled roughly still looking at me. I was between a rock and a hard spot, and it wasn't pretty. I slid aside and walked towards the railing that surrounded the room while I heard him approach me again. This time I felt his hand touch my shoulder gently which made me shiver, and then he bent towards my ear.
"I do not guarantee that you won't have a headache when you awake again." he whispered softly, and with that I was knocked hard on the back of my head from the butt of his sword. I fell backwards into warm arms and everything went black.
I didn't have a clue on how long I was out or where I was when awoke but I had a lump on my head on where he hit. I slowly massaged the aching spot and took a look around at my surroundings. I was surprised to find myself in a small tent, tucked under a few blankets. I stayed in the bed I awoke in when I could hear someone approaching the tent entrance. When I closed my eyes I could hear the tent flaps open and footsteps of someone walking around a bit, eventually throwing several things on the ground near me. I didn't want them to know I was awake so I could at least sneak out later once whoever was gone. They didn't. The person sat on one of the ground at the foot of my bed and never moved. I shifted uncomfortably and was able to see at the person when I squinted my eyes a little.
Sephiroth!
It was Sephiroth! Watching me like a hawk!
Surely he doesn't like me. We are enemies!! I thought to myself.
He never looked away but only peeled his eyes. " We are leaving in an hour so be ready by then." He told me in a stern voice as he moved over to attend to the things he tossed next to me.
He knew I was awake! I thought as I laid under the blankets never moving. How could he have known that? I wondered and then thought a bit, he must be very powerful if he can sense my consciousness.
He turned to me with a smug look. "Yes, very."
He must be a mind reader, I thought. He only snickered.
The next hour was difficult. I still had no idea where we were. Sephiroth pulled me by my wrist through the silent tunnels, which must have been under the mountains behind the City of Ancients. Earlier, I tried to run out of the tent but Sephiroth caught me in the act so we left earlier. I my surroundings as I went along. The tunnels were dark yet Sephiroth knew where he was going. I watched Sephiroth carefully and waited for the right moment when I could lose him in the dark.
It probably took about fifteen minutes to almost clear the caves rocky terrain, I had tripped on quite a bit of rocks and creating noises. A few cave monsters stepped out to attack the source of the noise. Sephiroth pushed me behind him when I took the advantage. I quickly jerked my arm from his grip and made a break for it, pushing, dodging, and bolting out and around rocks and stalagmites. I scrambled around through the tunnels until I reach an extremely narrow passageway that seemed to lead elsewhere and nudged through it. When I got through into the another channel, I looked back to make sure I was safe. Gasping in relief, I turn around and bumped right into him.
Again, as if he was mocking me, Sephiroth stood there smirking down at me. I was enraged and furious! Not thinking, I snatched my silver dagger form its sheath that I kept in my pocket when I couldn't use my staff and lunged to attack.
Sephiroth retreated before the slashing of my blade, literally jumping into the air landing right behind me with blinding speed. Knowing this, I sprang around and swung my dagger thinking it was a direct hit. He had leaped in time, he was just toying me, and I was more rampageous than ever!
I thrusted more fiercely and severely. Attacking him as he blocked or dodged every blow, mocking me as I tried to strike. I was crazy but I felt triumphed, though there was no way I would ever be able to beat him. For one thing he was much taller than me because, I'm like only 5'3" and he's like 6'1". He for one was also the master Soldier and formal general which made him so very more advanced than I'd ever be.
Sad to say I was tiring and hadn't even made a hit. I gave out a final burst of energy to hit him. And I actually hit!! After I had slashed him, a small visible line of blood began to trickle down his left cheek. I stopped in my tracks as he retreated back with a serious look on his face as he touched the blood with his finger. There wasn't even a scratch when he wiped away the blood. I was nervous, as well as terrified, thinking he would do something terrible to me next. He only grinned. He began to approach me in a steady pace still wearing his expression. I was trembling, and couldn't run.
I got over that feeling as soon as it began, and leaped at him with my knife held ready to strike. The next thing I knew, he was gripping my wrist and had already knocked the knife from my hand. I began to thrash and bite his hand. It was no use. He picked me up and threw me onto his right shoulder and carried me off as I pounded on his back, tugged at his hair, and screamed. Sephiroth quickly stopped my shouting as he mumbled some spell. My voice disappeared and nothing came out of my mouth.
We traveled out of the mountain passage and into a snow covered range. He returned my voice to me once we reach the outside. Two days passed since he has dragged me around from the mountains we came from to the other side finally. I never spoke a word to him. I never ate a bite of food he gave me. I never looked at him or in his direction. I was powerless.
The moon had shown down from above the thicket of a small snow powdered forest. I gazed out of the entrance of the tent. The trees swayed back and forth in the night's breeze.
Why?! Why does Sephiroth want me around for, am I a hostage?, I wondered for hours. Glancing out of the corner of my eye I noticed Sephiroth observing me strangely from his spot to the right of the small kindled fire right outside of the tent. It was like he was enchanted or something. I only thought he was strange to me.
He does seem to be fascinating though, I mean he was tall. real tall. Strong was a big thing, too. His eyes., I began to say in my head but he noticed I was staring at him from inside the comforts of the tent, and he was looking back. I felt myself blush as I spun back around.
What in the heck am I thinking?!, I scolded myself, then began to ponder what his thoughts were.
Two hours later I slept in my own bed while Sephiroth got the ground right outside of the tent, eliminating all hopes of escape through that way. I woke up and made sure he was asleep as I carefully and quietly cut a hole in the back of the tent. Careful to not make a sound, I climbed out of the desecrated tent and ran across the cold snow toward the forest but heard a noise behind me. I spun to see what made it but there was nothing.
I slowly backed up toward the forest still facing the campsite. When I turned to run again, Sephiroth stood three feet from me, leaning up next to a tree. He was watching me closely, and a minute later I sprinted past him as fast as I could.
I could hear him shouting, "Wait! Don't go that.!" but it was already too late. I never knew there was a steep drop in the trees. I yelped in surprise.
Down, down.
Tossed and spinning, crashing, torn, out of all control, I rolled and twisted and plunged, cartweeling toward doom. Branches of trees scraped my knees, sharp rocks cut my skin, and solid, steep snow covered ground bruised my body.
I kept this up for about thirty seconds until I felt something trying to break my fall. Once I stopped sliding down the steep hill, I wearily looked up to see Sephiroth trying to keep his footing in the snow so we wouldn't keep sliding. He then sprang up and carried me out of the ravine. I was half conscious as he held my beaten cold body.
"OWWW!" I screamed as he patted my wounds with alcohol preps and it hurt!
"Hold still" he told me sternly as he grabbed my arm still. "it was your fault"
"Hmmp!" I only pouted. He gently looked at my cut hand as he held it close to his face to observe it. It felt strange to feel the heat of his breath and the warmth of his hands on mine.
"I have seen your powers with healing, Cetra. your body will be as good as new in about a day or so." He said as he held my chin to inspect my face, which made me look into his eyes. Again thoughts about his perfect eyes came into my head from so long ago and they were so enchanting, seductive, and handsome. I noticed he was looking into my eyes and I quickly looked away. He finished fixing me up with a large cure 3 spell and we went to our own beds and fell to sleep. He always wore me out so I couldn't try to escape soon.
Author's Notes: WEEEEEE!!! I'm insanely happy!!! And hyper!!! Many caffeine jolts of coffee (what?). Anyways, I hope you enjoyed that, now I shall write more. Kwii! (Aeris, the white mage of the Cetras)
**************10 Years later*************
I had never got to see Sephiroth after that. He was captured by Shinra and sent to become a Shinra soldier, now at twenty-two, I had forgotten about my long awaited friendship with Sephiroth. I have recently met Cloud Strife by selling flowers in the Slums, joined him on his adventures, and made many friends like Tifa, Cid, Barrette, Red XII, Cait Sith, Vincent, and Yuffie. Anyway, we have fought enemies, avoided Shinra, and found that Sephiroth is evil. Unfortunately, I Never remembered that he was my old friend. I have followed him with Cloud and the others, never knowing who he really was. I still wore the ring he gave me but forgot that he presented it to me long ago. I always thought I had received it from my mom's jewelry box. I left off in my life at when I had ran away in the Sleeping Forest after Cloud, the others and I had discovered the temple of the Ancients. I could not take some of the things I have learned and I knew there had to be something done about it all. I needed to call Holy and ask some questions, and the only person who could tell me was my new nemises ..Sephiroth.
It had already been a day since I had run off away from my friends, I was surrounded by plant growth. It was a beautiful sunny day as usual, the rays of light flowed down in rare amounts through the tree tops. Everything was silent as I sat beneath a large Redwood tree. I gazed at the large patch of wild flowers that covered the forest floor. I got up slowly to walk over to the flowers and knelt next to them. I began arranging the earth into a fashionable order. I had done this many times in Midgar, near the slums at the old broken down church. Back there I walked the streets and sold some flowers, making enough money to buy what I needed.
I was sorting out some of the yellow flowers and sighed. I heard soft footsteps from behind me coming closer slowly and silently, then stop not too far back.
"Hello Sephiroth, nice you could stop by." I said without turning my head, still fiddling with the flower. He stood there silently, leaned up next to a tree with his arms folded. He sort of stood out as a black figure among the lush green surroundings. The breeze played in my hair as I picked a flower and got up. "Want one? They smell lovely."
"No." He replied. "Thank you."
"Well are you in a good mood? Because I'm sure as heck am not dead. Why have you not attacked me?" I asked as I carefully put the flower in my pocket. "You haven't even drawn your sword."
"I'm not killing you here. This place is Holy." He answered as he stared at me hard.
"Well okay, then." I started. " That means no profanity, hostility or violence?"
"Fine." he agreed.
"Can I ask you why, the planet, why do you wish to destroy it?." I said as I turned away from him.
"I am not destroying it, but simply gathering it's energy, do you not remember from the temple of ancients? You and I both perfectly know that it's the vile people that populate the planet that will be destroyed, why bother asking a silly question, Cetra?" He said deliberately as I looked back at him solemnly. His sharp gaze penetrated my out looking expression. His gaze was very familiar from long ago."Let me ponder about you, shall I? Why do you care for this planet's inhabitants so much?"
"You don't understand, Sephiroth, I care for the people because they have a meaning in life just like you and me." I told him.
"NO! You are wrong! These people deserves to be destroyed, even if I may not be a true Ancient!" he revolted against me. "These lands belong to the Cetra and their people! Yet once I endure all this planet's energy and with that become like the gods, it won't matter if I have Cetra blood or not."
"These people were created for a purpose, this is not your land." I began to say as I looked down, but Sephiroth cut me short.
"These people have no right to live, they are a poison to this planet, a Damn threat. You, Ancient, and I are the two left to live through. I can't believe you would betray your Cetra life to these pathetic creatures. Either join me or parish with that weak little puppet, Cloud! Mother is not here while you are close, she believes you are a traitor. Weak for those wretches you call humans" Sephiroth spat out, glaring at me as if I werent human. It hurt and I couldn't answer, but just turn away. "If I let the Shinra take over this planet will cease to exist anyway, I might as well use Meteor and put it out of its misery, then the cause would be for the better! I could heal the planet that way once I gain its energy."
"Sephiroth. I know you are better than this." I said half to myself. "I know you are mad but."
"Shut up, Cetra! You know nothing about me! You do not know me!" He made eye contact for the fist time today. His eyes made him look like he was going to engulf with flames. They shined like sparkling emeralds with rage but also sadness. "You don't know what it is like to have been an experiment your whole life! You don't know what its like to be a freak creation or having found out your mother is a hideous monster!! You do not know what it is like to be me!!!"
"Please, let me help you. It doesn't have to be this way. Just try to understand..." I began to say softly as I reached out to touch his arm, but he instantly slapped my hand away.
" I don't want your help! I understand everything. Everything is a living Hell! So do not touch me!" He said pushing me away. I lost my balance which sent me to the ground hard. But before I could regain control, I heard the sharp metallic sound of his masamune sword and caught a glimpse of light that reflected off it as it come flying towards me as fast as lightning. Unable to do a thing, I closed my eyes tightly as time seemed to freeze in place.
I realized after a few seconds that I was still alive or at least I thought. I slowly opened my eyes to see the end of the blade half an inch from my bare neck. I was completely shocked as much as frightened. I looked up to see Sephiroth standing over me and holding his long Masamune against my throat. I wondered why he hasn't killed me yet. I simply closed my eyes.
"If this is my fate finish me off" I said softly and quietly, but loud enough for Sephiroth to hear.
He had been looking at me with fire in his eyes while he still stood his ground. He finally pulled back and looked back towards the forest. The birds had stopped chirping their little songs and it was silent. Sephiroth sheathed his sword in its scabbard and gave me a hard look. I finally stood back on my feet. I then noticed the strangest thing I have ever seen.
"Sephiroth. Your eyes are wet." I said softly, but he only looked away again.
"I thought you said no inhumane type behavior" I said as I brushed myself off. I sensed in his mind that he apologized while he turned to leave. He suddenly turned his head slightly.
"I am sorry." He said quietly as he disappeared into the thicket of the forest. I stared with guilt and pity. He really meant it.
The next day I was walking through the City of the Ancients. I had had a dream last night that told me to "come to us". As I walked there was a faint voice calling me. I couldn't help but to follow, it was like I was in a trance. I walked toward the large temple, and unlike the other buildings here this one seemed to make me chime with excitement. I gave a push to the large wooden door, and inside was nothing but darkness. I quickly closed the door behind me as I raced up the spiral and narrow hall.
A staircase opened up at the top of the spiral hall, I descended down it instinctively. It was made of glass and seemed to be held in the air by magic. I went down and down, dropping down into a large underground cavern with sleek walls with pentacles of crystal shooting upwards from them. At the bottom, a large castle stood, leading to the underground lake. I slowly stepped through the castle hall, listening to the steady pulse of my footsteps echoing. I walked like that of a sleepwalker, expressionless and stepping poised. The hall led to platform that was surrounded by the underground waters. The waters were crystal-clear and serene, untainted by the world of the outside. Light from an unknown source brought up the beauty of the underground chamber and added a cerulean hue to everything within it.
In the middle of the lake there stood an elevated stage in which was also the praying column. Smaller round pillar led upwards to it like stepping stairs. It was where most of the light was located. And it was there that I must go. I made up to it without delay.
I heard a small noise, echoing into another noise so that I could not determine what it was in some part of the large room so I hung onto my staff tightly. After getting over the sound, I knelt on the hard marble floor and laid my princess guard next to me. I began to call upon Holy. I prayed for the Planet, I prayed for the people, but most of all, I prayed for Sephiroth.
Ten minutes past. I had repeated the prayer over repeatedly. I heard the same noise as the one before, but louder and right above me. I stood as still as I could and stopped my chanting, but never opened my eyes. Suddenly, I heard a swoosh in the air, followed by a sharp clank. When I opened my eyes I was stunned to see the Masamune sword that belonged to Sephiroth inches from my position. I quickly stood up searching frantically for its owner. I looked back at the sword that was as taller than I, it stuck from the floor only and inch away from my face.
"I meant to miss." A deep voice whispered. I stood still looking at the sword. He came closer to me slowly, I could hear his footsteps as they echoed through the abandoned temple. I was still in shock as I turned to face him. The glowing light made his eyes sparkle and shine as they penetrated mine. I glanced at his arm as he stuck it out over my shoulder and pulled his sword from the floor. He smiled roughly still looking at me. I was between a rock and a hard spot, and it wasn't pretty. I slid aside and walked towards the railing that surrounded the room while I heard him approach me again. This time I felt his hand touch my shoulder gently which made me shiver, and then he bent towards my ear.
"I do not guarantee that you won't have a headache when you awake again." he whispered softly, and with that I was knocked hard on the back of my head from the butt of his sword. I fell backwards into warm arms and everything went black.
I didn't have a clue on how long I was out or where I was when awoke but I had a lump on my head on where he hit. I slowly massaged the aching spot and took a look around at my surroundings. I was surprised to find myself in a small tent, tucked under a few blankets. I stayed in the bed I awoke in when I could hear someone approaching the tent entrance. When I closed my eyes I could hear the tent flaps open and footsteps of someone walking around a bit, eventually throwing several things on the ground near me. I didn't want them to know I was awake so I could at least sneak out later once whoever was gone. They didn't. The person sat on one of the ground at the foot of my bed and never moved. I shifted uncomfortably and was able to see at the person when I squinted my eyes a little.
Sephiroth!
It was Sephiroth! Watching me like a hawk!
Surely he doesn't like me. We are enemies!! I thought to myself.
He never looked away but only peeled his eyes. " We are leaving in an hour so be ready by then." He told me in a stern voice as he moved over to attend to the things he tossed next to me.
He knew I was awake! I thought as I laid under the blankets never moving. How could he have known that? I wondered and then thought a bit, he must be very powerful if he can sense my consciousness.
He turned to me with a smug look. "Yes, very."
He must be a mind reader, I thought. He only snickered.
The next hour was difficult. I still had no idea where we were. Sephiroth pulled me by my wrist through the silent tunnels, which must have been under the mountains behind the City of Ancients. Earlier, I tried to run out of the tent but Sephiroth caught me in the act so we left earlier. I my surroundings as I went along. The tunnels were dark yet Sephiroth knew where he was going. I watched Sephiroth carefully and waited for the right moment when I could lose him in the dark.
It probably took about fifteen minutes to almost clear the caves rocky terrain, I had tripped on quite a bit of rocks and creating noises. A few cave monsters stepped out to attack the source of the noise. Sephiroth pushed me behind him when I took the advantage. I quickly jerked my arm from his grip and made a break for it, pushing, dodging, and bolting out and around rocks and stalagmites. I scrambled around through the tunnels until I reach an extremely narrow passageway that seemed to lead elsewhere and nudged through it. When I got through into the another channel, I looked back to make sure I was safe. Gasping in relief, I turn around and bumped right into him.
Again, as if he was mocking me, Sephiroth stood there smirking down at me. I was enraged and furious! Not thinking, I snatched my silver dagger form its sheath that I kept in my pocket when I couldn't use my staff and lunged to attack.
Sephiroth retreated before the slashing of my blade, literally jumping into the air landing right behind me with blinding speed. Knowing this, I sprang around and swung my dagger thinking it was a direct hit. He had leaped in time, he was just toying me, and I was more rampageous than ever!
I thrusted more fiercely and severely. Attacking him as he blocked or dodged every blow, mocking me as I tried to strike. I was crazy but I felt triumphed, though there was no way I would ever be able to beat him. For one thing he was much taller than me because, I'm like only 5'3" and he's like 6'1". He for one was also the master Soldier and formal general which made him so very more advanced than I'd ever be.
Sad to say I was tiring and hadn't even made a hit. I gave out a final burst of energy to hit him. And I actually hit!! After I had slashed him, a small visible line of blood began to trickle down his left cheek. I stopped in my tracks as he retreated back with a serious look on his face as he touched the blood with his finger. There wasn't even a scratch when he wiped away the blood. I was nervous, as well as terrified, thinking he would do something terrible to me next. He only grinned. He began to approach me in a steady pace still wearing his expression. I was trembling, and couldn't run.
I got over that feeling as soon as it began, and leaped at him with my knife held ready to strike. The next thing I knew, he was gripping my wrist and had already knocked the knife from my hand. I began to thrash and bite his hand. It was no use. He picked me up and threw me onto his right shoulder and carried me off as I pounded on his back, tugged at his hair, and screamed. Sephiroth quickly stopped my shouting as he mumbled some spell. My voice disappeared and nothing came out of my mouth.
We traveled out of the mountain passage and into a snow covered range. He returned my voice to me once we reach the outside. Two days passed since he has dragged me around from the mountains we came from to the other side finally. I never spoke a word to him. I never ate a bite of food he gave me. I never looked at him or in his direction. I was powerless.
The moon had shown down from above the thicket of a small snow powdered forest. I gazed out of the entrance of the tent. The trees swayed back and forth in the night's breeze.
Why?! Why does Sephiroth want me around for, am I a hostage?, I wondered for hours. Glancing out of the corner of my eye I noticed Sephiroth observing me strangely from his spot to the right of the small kindled fire right outside of the tent. It was like he was enchanted or something. I only thought he was strange to me.
He does seem to be fascinating though, I mean he was tall. real tall. Strong was a big thing, too. His eyes., I began to say in my head but he noticed I was staring at him from inside the comforts of the tent, and he was looking back. I felt myself blush as I spun back around.
What in the heck am I thinking?!, I scolded myself, then began to ponder what his thoughts were.
Two hours later I slept in my own bed while Sephiroth got the ground right outside of the tent, eliminating all hopes of escape through that way. I woke up and made sure he was asleep as I carefully and quietly cut a hole in the back of the tent. Careful to not make a sound, I climbed out of the desecrated tent and ran across the cold snow toward the forest but heard a noise behind me. I spun to see what made it but there was nothing.
I slowly backed up toward the forest still facing the campsite. When I turned to run again, Sephiroth stood three feet from me, leaning up next to a tree. He was watching me closely, and a minute later I sprinted past him as fast as I could.
I could hear him shouting, "Wait! Don't go that.!" but it was already too late. I never knew there was a steep drop in the trees. I yelped in surprise.
Down, down.
Tossed and spinning, crashing, torn, out of all control, I rolled and twisted and plunged, cartweeling toward doom. Branches of trees scraped my knees, sharp rocks cut my skin, and solid, steep snow covered ground bruised my body.
I kept this up for about thirty seconds until I felt something trying to break my fall. Once I stopped sliding down the steep hill, I wearily looked up to see Sephiroth trying to keep his footing in the snow so we wouldn't keep sliding. He then sprang up and carried me out of the ravine. I was half conscious as he held my beaten cold body.
"OWWW!" I screamed as he patted my wounds with alcohol preps and it hurt!
"Hold still" he told me sternly as he grabbed my arm still. "it was your fault"
"Hmmp!" I only pouted. He gently looked at my cut hand as he held it close to his face to observe it. It felt strange to feel the heat of his breath and the warmth of his hands on mine.
"I have seen your powers with healing, Cetra. your body will be as good as new in about a day or so." He said as he held my chin to inspect my face, which made me look into his eyes. Again thoughts about his perfect eyes came into my head from so long ago and they were so enchanting, seductive, and handsome. I noticed he was looking into my eyes and I quickly looked away. He finished fixing me up with a large cure 3 spell and we went to our own beds and fell to sleep. He always wore me out so I couldn't try to escape soon.
Author's Notes: WEEEEEE!!! I'm insanely happy!!! And hyper!!! Many caffeine jolts of coffee (what?). Anyways, I hope you enjoyed that, now I shall write more. Kwii! (Aeris, the white mage of the Cetras)