A/N: Yes you may all rejoice I finally made another chapter. A lot of this will be based in the past, all things that are italicized, with * around them are memories, just italicized words are thoughts. Oh and I 'd suggest you read "To Love a SOLDIER" if this chapter doesn't make much sense to you.

Chapter Two- The Return of Aeris/ Memories of Sephiroth

It was midday; the sun was sinking behind the clouds, warming her pale skin. Her midnight blue curls fell down her back in a haphazard braid. Her dark green eyes scanned the surroundings about her. Smoothing out her muddy pants, Erica Myrone, climbed out of the hole she was digging. It had been three years since she'd moved here with her son, Turkei. Three years of back breaking labor, and experiencing the almost near end of the world with other Bone Village dwellers. But she loved it here. She felt she was actually doing something to learn more about herself, and her planet. She was one of the last Cetra on the Planet, and her son was half of one. Her cousins had long since disappeared or passed on. Her husband, well, he'd been gone for almost six years now, it was hard to think he would ever come back now. Turkei always told her though

"He's comin' back momma, I'm tellin' you he's a-comin' back." Such a sweet child, with all the naïve characteristics of a four year old, his short silver locks always tangled and messy, a bright smile on his little face, his big green eyes that mirrored her own. Yes, that was her Turkei, her little baby, the only last link of Sephiroth. Leaning against the meeting hall's wall, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to be taken back to that day.

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*"Get' in here ya little brat!" He yanked her up by her arm, tears running down her face. Her short blue hair fell over her big eyes, as he pulled her roughly down a long, cold hallway. It had been two days since the strange men had taken her from her aunt's home, and to this hellhole they called Midgar. Two days that the freaky scientist Hojo had been fiddling with the poor thing, taking blood tests, strapping her to tables, monitoring her every move. Two days since she saw her aunt brutally murdered in front of her eyes. Not something you'd want to remember as a four-year-old. She sobbed, screaming

"NO! I want my auntie!" He yanked her harder, she could feel the bruises forming on her arm.

"You're aunt ain't never comin back ya little brat. You're lucky the Professor needs ya or I'd kill you right now." Growling he pushed open the door to a dark room. He tossed her inside, causing her to slam into the metal wall. Blood trickled out of a corner of her mouth. Whimpering the man growled back at her

"I'll be back for ya in the morning, brat!" she curled into a little ball, burying her face into the flower printed material of her dress. She sobbed like a baby, blood dripping from her nose and mouth. Large bruises covered both of her arms, as well as her legs.

"I want my momma." She whimpered.

"Who's there?" came a cold voice. She lifted her head and whispered softly

"Erica Myrone." From the shadows a little boy emerged, two years older than her, short silver hair, bangs hiding his glow in the dark green eyes. He wore white shirt and torn jeans. Crouching in front of her, eyes narrowed he said

"Are you new here?" Nodding, she buried hr face back into her skirt.

"I'm Sephiroth, I've been here since I was a baby." Lifting her head, she stared at the little boy.

"Hi Sephy." She whispered. He squinted at her in the dark before asking

"What happened to your face?"

"The bad man slapped it hard. He said I was a brat. He killed my auntie." Wrapping his arms around the small figure he said

"It's ok. That's Butch, he's always been an abusive jerk. Don't worry about it, you're not the only one, I've still got the scars from one of my meetings with him."

Lifting her head, she gave him a timid smile and said

"Sephy, would you be my friend?" He looked at her for a few seconds before saying

"Sure, Erica." *

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"Momma?" came a small voice. Opening her eyes she looked down onto the little silver haired boy staring back at her. God he looked so much likes his father. Shaking her head, the same timid smile on her face she said

"No sweetie, go back and play with Gabe." Shrugging he ran back to the little dark haired girl who was watching from not to far away. Sighing she set back to work, trying anything to drown out the memories of the years she spent at Midgar.

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It seemed like a dream at first to Aeris, the bright light and then the feeling of cold wrapping around her. It wasn't she had been sent back to the land of the living. But it wasn't as the beautiful girl named Leila took her hand and led her back to the light. She sighed, she was alive. Exhausted, she fell into a deep sleep with one name in her mind

"Cloud."

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He was awakened by the sound of the telephone ringing in his ears. Rolling out of bed onto the cold hardwood floor, he reached for it. Red XIII's voice filled his head

"Cloud something strange is going on at the City of Ancients, get there immediately!" That woke his mind to the fullest. Grabbing his sword, he ran out the door into the bright sunlight.

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When they arrived there, everything was as it should be. Nothing was out of order. Cloud however was not satisfied, he ran to the place where he laid all that time ago. What his eyes saw was what he only thought he could experience in a dream. Running out into the water, taking her into his arms, he felt her heartbeat, her breath on his skin. Tears ran from his eyes onto her face, awakening her. Her green eyes looked into his own sapphire ones, whispering in her soft voice,

"I'm back Cloud, to be with you." He held her close not evening noticing the others had come running towards him, shocked expressions on their faces.

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He opened his Mako eyes, surveying his surroundings with ever-calculating eyes. Slowly rising from the floor, he prepared to leave the Northern Crater. He needed to get to Cloud as soon as possible the Planet had said to him. Also he needed to make amends with another individual. Sheathing his sword, he made his way out, the name on his lips,

"Erica."

End Chapter Two.

A/N: Cheesy, yes, but I can guarantee there will be more chapters on the way with this story. So all you fans out there; keep your reviews ready! ~___^