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Authors Note: Yay! I GOT 2 REVIEWS!!! I feel famous! Thanx Raija D. and Crimson Rogue!!! K well on with the fic!
Chapter II : Escape First, if I am going to visit Tifa, then I'll have to go south. WAY south and take a boat across to the other continent and walk north to get to Nibleheim There's no other way.. Damn! I wish Cid could give me a ride!
The air was cold, Yuffie walked briskly through the town as she hugged her arms. Smart! I wish I brought my jacket! On the other side of town was a forest where she could stay for the night. She'd have to make it far so Ryan and her father couldn't find her. Yuffie thought that maybe she could by a blanket or something but sadly all the shops were closed. She kept going.
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Where am I? He thought. He could feel himself being supported. He could feel the cool liquid on his skin. He shuddered. Strife. The puppet. He, he did this to me. "Revenge" and "Hate" were the only things running through his mind. How could I be beaten by just a mer puppet? Then he remembered. They teamed up on him. AVALANCHE. He could remember all of their nameless faces too clearly. All of them fought me at the same time. He started to wonder more. Suddenly, a high pitched scream echoed through his ears. He tried to cover his ears with his hands but they were restrained. Tied with wires.
Green eyes opened.
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Yuffie leaned against an old withered tree for support. She had been running for about 20 minuets straight, at a slower pace. She was tired. She found herself in a small clearing and deiced that she was well away from home to make camp.
She slumped down against the base of the tree and searched through her bag for some supplies. Taking out her fire materia, Yuffie quickly cast fire on an old separated tree branch on the ground.
She closed her eyes and sighed. Was this the right thing to do? It might take weeks to get to Tifa's! What will... pop's do when he finds me gone?? Well I hope he doesn't have a heart attack or something, the old man! She forced a smile.
Hugging her shoulders she leaned her head back, looking straight into the starry sky. I never though it would be like this. We never used to sleep outside. We always stayed at a nice, warm inn. She tried to join the stars to make constellations. What am I doing here! It doesn't matter. Pop's should have seen this coming. She felt her side and sighed in relief. Her Conformer was right beside her. Shinning silver. It brought back old memories. I wonder what everybody's doing right now. These were her last thoughts before she drifted into an uneasy slumber.
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Sephiroth opened his eyes. He viewed his surroundings. Hojo. He must have brought me back here to heal me. That voice, the scream. Jenova? Is she, still alive? Where am I? Sephiroth looked around. He was in a tank of some sort. Filled with a blue/green liquid, yet he keep his eyes open. Wires were attached to his hands and feet and large wires were binding him. One on this waste, two on both arms and on his legs. He was naked. Floating in this.. prison. I want out! His mind screamed. He tensed up his muscles and tried to pull himself free. It didn't work. He felt like a helpless rabbit caught in a snare. I won't forget this Hojo.. He examined the room more carefully now, knowing he could do nothing else. A thin guard was posted at the exit of the room. He held a gun in his hand and he was wearing a Shinra uniform.
The guard leapt to his feet when he saw Sephiroth's piercing green eyes open. He rushed outside.
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"Sir!" The thin guard said to an older looking one. His guard was dressed differently. Of more importance. "Sir, Sephiroth is awake!"
"Good" The other guard answered. "I'll go tell Hojo. Go back and keep an eye on him."
"Yes Sir!"
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Every time he thought of something about his past, Jenova, Strife, anything, his mind screamed out in pain. Are they trying to erase my memories? So, do they want to make me another General again? They can try! Jenova is still here. She won't leave my mind that easily. Hojo should know that. That minuet, Hojo entered the room carrying a needle in his right had and a smirk was pasted on his face.
"My son." He said in a raspy voice. Sephiroth read his lips and was burning with anger. He would kill Hojo slowly.
Authors Note: Yay! I GOT 2 REVIEWS!!! I feel famous! Thanx Raija D. and Crimson Rogue!!! K well on with the fic!
Chapter II : Escape First, if I am going to visit Tifa, then I'll have to go south. WAY south and take a boat across to the other continent and walk north to get to Nibleheim There's no other way.. Damn! I wish Cid could give me a ride!
The air was cold, Yuffie walked briskly through the town as she hugged her arms. Smart! I wish I brought my jacket! On the other side of town was a forest where she could stay for the night. She'd have to make it far so Ryan and her father couldn't find her. Yuffie thought that maybe she could by a blanket or something but sadly all the shops were closed. She kept going.
. : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : .
Where am I? He thought. He could feel himself being supported. He could feel the cool liquid on his skin. He shuddered. Strife. The puppet. He, he did this to me. "Revenge" and "Hate" were the only things running through his mind. How could I be beaten by just a mer puppet? Then he remembered. They teamed up on him. AVALANCHE. He could remember all of their nameless faces too clearly. All of them fought me at the same time. He started to wonder more. Suddenly, a high pitched scream echoed through his ears. He tried to cover his ears with his hands but they were restrained. Tied with wires.
Green eyes opened.
. : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : .
Yuffie leaned against an old withered tree for support. She had been running for about 20 minuets straight, at a slower pace. She was tired. She found herself in a small clearing and deiced that she was well away from home to make camp.
She slumped down against the base of the tree and searched through her bag for some supplies. Taking out her fire materia, Yuffie quickly cast fire on an old separated tree branch on the ground.
She closed her eyes and sighed. Was this the right thing to do? It might take weeks to get to Tifa's! What will... pop's do when he finds me gone?? Well I hope he doesn't have a heart attack or something, the old man! She forced a smile.
Hugging her shoulders she leaned her head back, looking straight into the starry sky. I never though it would be like this. We never used to sleep outside. We always stayed at a nice, warm inn. She tried to join the stars to make constellations. What am I doing here! It doesn't matter. Pop's should have seen this coming. She felt her side and sighed in relief. Her Conformer was right beside her. Shinning silver. It brought back old memories. I wonder what everybody's doing right now. These were her last thoughts before she drifted into an uneasy slumber.
. : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : .
Sephiroth opened his eyes. He viewed his surroundings. Hojo. He must have brought me back here to heal me. That voice, the scream. Jenova? Is she, still alive? Where am I? Sephiroth looked around. He was in a tank of some sort. Filled with a blue/green liquid, yet he keep his eyes open. Wires were attached to his hands and feet and large wires were binding him. One on this waste, two on both arms and on his legs. He was naked. Floating in this.. prison. I want out! His mind screamed. He tensed up his muscles and tried to pull himself free. It didn't work. He felt like a helpless rabbit caught in a snare. I won't forget this Hojo.. He examined the room more carefully now, knowing he could do nothing else. A thin guard was posted at the exit of the room. He held a gun in his hand and he was wearing a Shinra uniform.
The guard leapt to his feet when he saw Sephiroth's piercing green eyes open. He rushed outside.
. : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : .
"Sir!" The thin guard said to an older looking one. His guard was dressed differently. Of more importance. "Sir, Sephiroth is awake!"
"Good" The other guard answered. "I'll go tell Hojo. Go back and keep an eye on him."
"Yes Sir!"
. : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : . : * : .
Every time he thought of something about his past, Jenova, Strife, anything, his mind screamed out in pain. Are they trying to erase my memories? So, do they want to make me another General again? They can try! Jenova is still here. She won't leave my mind that easily. Hojo should know that. That minuet, Hojo entered the room carrying a needle in his right had and a smirk was pasted on his face.
"My son." He said in a raspy voice. Sephiroth read his lips and was burning with anger. He would kill Hojo slowly.