This is kinda my first FF7. story so please don't flame me. I don't own Final Fantasy 7 but i wish to kiddnap Cloud because he is kawaii! *gets attacked by Cloud* Ah! I was kidding!
The night was quiet and still as the train rushed away from North Coral. People sat in the seats and no one seemed to notice the young girl sitting in the very back of the car. Almost 20, she had long straight green and purple hair and blue eyes that glowed a soft green in the darkness. Though the dim lights people could make out the clothes the girl was dressed in. Nothing more then a large gray shirt that barely covered her thin shoulders, pants that had to be held up with a belt and a very noticeable lab coat.
As the town grew farther and farther away, the girl wondered again about her life. Nothing seemed to make since to her, how she had no parents or siblings and somehow manages to work without any schooling. The people she worked for to get the train tickets seemed to pity her and wonder how she was getting along like this. Even at night, the girl found her eyes filled with tears of sadness and frustration over her non-existent memories.
All she had to help her was her name and some money she found in the coat she was wearing. But she only had a first name and was unsure if she had a last name. Maybe she was an orphan. Lost and alone. But there was a void in her memory and she couldn't remember having someone watch over her.
The train began to lurch violently and the train slowed to a stop. Great. More bad luck. As if the girl wasn't accident prone, things happened around her that just couldn't be explained. People around her began to chat and some even turned to look at the girl. The girl just looked back at them with her same clueless expression.
One of the Conductors walked through the cars and informed the people of the delay. It seems that a branch got stuck in the tracks and it would take them a while to remove it, so the people were free to leave the train and stretch. As the waves of people disembarked, the girl stood up and slowly walked out with the remaining few people.
The cold night air hit the teen's face as she got off the train and onto solid dirt. There was a fair breeze and the trees were slowly swaying back and forth. The girl tried to take in as much of the scenery as possible but the night obstructed her vision, making some things not appear.
A group near her began to approach her. They all were of a large build and were wearing hiker boots and jeans stained with dirt and grass. Their shirts had different logos of different companies and were just as stained as their jeans.
" Hello," One said to her. The girl looked at him oddly but never replied. It was now that she noticed that they cut off her exits and her access to the train.
" Who are you?" She asked.
" Oh just some boys that believe that your clothes are very fitting of your personality," Another man replied.
The girl looked a bit taken back but then smiled. It was not every day that someone says that to her. " Thank you. I think."
Another man approached the girl. He was slightly smaller and younger that the others and had a rounded face. His eyes were a bit squinty and his breath reeked of alcohol.
" What we mean is that your clothes would look even better on our bedroom floor," The man yelled, laughing out loud.
The group members began to laugh as well and the girl began to panic. They had tried to trick her into trusting them. She looked around and tried to get though the men that surrounded her. They smiled and knocked her back onto the ground. She lay on the ground defenseless and some of the men began to pelt her with small rocks they found on the ground. The girl curled up into a ball and shivered as the stones cut her clothes and her skin. A voice in the back of her head told her that she was done for.........
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Sephiroth sat on top of a cliff over looking the railroad that traversed the land. Trains had been crossing it all day so it was nothing new. But right now was different. A train had stopped and people had been leaving it. There was nothing around for several miles. So why they had stopped was a total mystery for Sephiroth. Not that he really cared.
He went back to looking at the stars that light up the dark blue sky until something caught his eye. A girl, just a normal average girl was walking towards the cliffside. Sephiroth also noticed a group of men fallowing her. Even so, Sephiroth continued to ignore them.
But something caught his eye. The group of humans had surrounded the girl and they seemed to be over-powering her. Until she did something strange. Bolts of electricity escaped her and shocked the ground near the men's feet. Terrified, the men rushed off, screaming something unaudible. The girl slowly uncurled and lay on the ground motionless.
Sephiroth watched her for a moment. He knew that no human could ever possess that kind of power. Once the train and its passengers had left, Sephiroth slowly floated down from his lonely cliff side to take a look at the girl.
The first thing he sensed was mako. Her clothes reeked of it. She barely moved at all except for her slow shallow breathing. Sephiroth knelted down and looked at her. He sensed a strong connection with her but it didn't make sense to him. She wasn't related to him or anything so way did she seem so familiar?
The girl slowly began to come around. She moaned for a second and pushed herself off the ground. Rubbing her eyes, she glanced at Sephiroth kneeling next to her. Instinctively, she raised her hands in an attempt to fend off an attack but one never came.
" Those men are gone," Sephiroth said. The girl slowly lowered her arms and looked at him quietly.
" Who are you?" She asked, now looking worried about the answer.
" None of you concern," Sephiroth stood up.
" Why not?" The girl asked, looking at him with bright bluish-green eyes.
Sephiroth looked at her, wished to kill her on the spot but something was stopping him. Masamune was right there yet he just couldn't bring himself to drawing the sword and killing the girl. He sighed in defeat and looked away from the girl.
" It's Sephiroth."
The girl blinked a few times. " That's a nice name."
Sephiroth turned to look at her. Had she just said he had a nice name? He had just met her and now more then ever had he wanted to slay the human that lay shield less on the ground in front of him. Sephiroth turned to leave but was stopped.
" Hey! Wait!" The girl yelled, getting up off the ground. " Don't leave."
" Why should I stay?" He asked, glancing at her.
" I'm lost," She replied. " I have no idea where I am. Please don't leave me."
Sephiroth looked at her for a minute. She had a scared expression on her face. She may have had special powers but other than that she looked pretty clueless.
" Do you have a name?" He asked.
The girl nodded. " Yes I think. I've been calling myself that for a while now so it must be my name."
" So?" Sephiroth asked impatiently. " What is it?"
The girl hesitated for a second and then replied.
" Jenova........," She said. " My name is Jenova."
The girl watched Sephiroth's expression go from serious to shocked. He looked back at her with wide eyes, almost as if something about her was alarming. She looked deep into his green eyes and wondered what he was thinking.
" Is something wrong?" She asked, breaking the silence that had drifted around them.
Sephiroth continued to be speechless. This girl had the same name as his mother. But it couldn't be possible that it was a coincidence. Even if she was Jenova, the real one, she looked nothing like it. To Sephiroth, she was nothing but a scrawny girl with some kind of unimaginable power.
" Your name," He asked. " Where did you get that name?"
" Well, for a few years now, someone has been calling me 'Jenova'," The girl said. " Is there something about it I don't know about that name?"
Sephiroth turned away again. " It was my mother's name."
" Oh, sorry," The girl gazed at the ground and then back at Sephiroth. " If it helps, maybe I could shorten the name to something else."
She watched for Sephiroth's reply but it never came.
" You know. Like maybe Jen," The girl said, waiting for the reply.
" Maybe your right Jen," Sephiroth said suddenly. He began to scan the sky, as if searching for something specific. " The stars looked closer tonight, don't they?"
Jen slowly began to observe the sky above her. The stars and moon shone brightly but didn't seem to be any closer. Before Jen could reply, Sephiroth stuck her in the back of the neck, knocking her unconscious. The girl lurched forward and fell to the ground, only to be caught by Sephiroth. He held her gingerly, as if she was to attack him.
" You can't be my mother," Sephiroth muttered. " So why do you have her name and her powers?"
He picked her up and carried her away from the tracks, leaving only a trail of footprints behind him. There was more to Jen then he had first thought. Powers were one thing, but for her to possess his mother's name made her different. Could this be why Sephiroth couldn't attack her? The questions continued to surface in his mind as he continued on his way to the cliff.
The night was quiet and still as the train rushed away from North Coral. People sat in the seats and no one seemed to notice the young girl sitting in the very back of the car. Almost 20, she had long straight green and purple hair and blue eyes that glowed a soft green in the darkness. Though the dim lights people could make out the clothes the girl was dressed in. Nothing more then a large gray shirt that barely covered her thin shoulders, pants that had to be held up with a belt and a very noticeable lab coat.
As the town grew farther and farther away, the girl wondered again about her life. Nothing seemed to make since to her, how she had no parents or siblings and somehow manages to work without any schooling. The people she worked for to get the train tickets seemed to pity her and wonder how she was getting along like this. Even at night, the girl found her eyes filled with tears of sadness and frustration over her non-existent memories.
All she had to help her was her name and some money she found in the coat she was wearing. But she only had a first name and was unsure if she had a last name. Maybe she was an orphan. Lost and alone. But there was a void in her memory and she couldn't remember having someone watch over her.
The train began to lurch violently and the train slowed to a stop. Great. More bad luck. As if the girl wasn't accident prone, things happened around her that just couldn't be explained. People around her began to chat and some even turned to look at the girl. The girl just looked back at them with her same clueless expression.
One of the Conductors walked through the cars and informed the people of the delay. It seems that a branch got stuck in the tracks and it would take them a while to remove it, so the people were free to leave the train and stretch. As the waves of people disembarked, the girl stood up and slowly walked out with the remaining few people.
The cold night air hit the teen's face as she got off the train and onto solid dirt. There was a fair breeze and the trees were slowly swaying back and forth. The girl tried to take in as much of the scenery as possible but the night obstructed her vision, making some things not appear.
A group near her began to approach her. They all were of a large build and were wearing hiker boots and jeans stained with dirt and grass. Their shirts had different logos of different companies and were just as stained as their jeans.
" Hello," One said to her. The girl looked at him oddly but never replied. It was now that she noticed that they cut off her exits and her access to the train.
" Who are you?" She asked.
" Oh just some boys that believe that your clothes are very fitting of your personality," Another man replied.
The girl looked a bit taken back but then smiled. It was not every day that someone says that to her. " Thank you. I think."
Another man approached the girl. He was slightly smaller and younger that the others and had a rounded face. His eyes were a bit squinty and his breath reeked of alcohol.
" What we mean is that your clothes would look even better on our bedroom floor," The man yelled, laughing out loud.
The group members began to laugh as well and the girl began to panic. They had tried to trick her into trusting them. She looked around and tried to get though the men that surrounded her. They smiled and knocked her back onto the ground. She lay on the ground defenseless and some of the men began to pelt her with small rocks they found on the ground. The girl curled up into a ball and shivered as the stones cut her clothes and her skin. A voice in the back of her head told her that she was done for.........
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Sephiroth sat on top of a cliff over looking the railroad that traversed the land. Trains had been crossing it all day so it was nothing new. But right now was different. A train had stopped and people had been leaving it. There was nothing around for several miles. So why they had stopped was a total mystery for Sephiroth. Not that he really cared.
He went back to looking at the stars that light up the dark blue sky until something caught his eye. A girl, just a normal average girl was walking towards the cliffside. Sephiroth also noticed a group of men fallowing her. Even so, Sephiroth continued to ignore them.
But something caught his eye. The group of humans had surrounded the girl and they seemed to be over-powering her. Until she did something strange. Bolts of electricity escaped her and shocked the ground near the men's feet. Terrified, the men rushed off, screaming something unaudible. The girl slowly uncurled and lay on the ground motionless.
Sephiroth watched her for a moment. He knew that no human could ever possess that kind of power. Once the train and its passengers had left, Sephiroth slowly floated down from his lonely cliff side to take a look at the girl.
The first thing he sensed was mako. Her clothes reeked of it. She barely moved at all except for her slow shallow breathing. Sephiroth knelted down and looked at her. He sensed a strong connection with her but it didn't make sense to him. She wasn't related to him or anything so way did she seem so familiar?
The girl slowly began to come around. She moaned for a second and pushed herself off the ground. Rubbing her eyes, she glanced at Sephiroth kneeling next to her. Instinctively, she raised her hands in an attempt to fend off an attack but one never came.
" Those men are gone," Sephiroth said. The girl slowly lowered her arms and looked at him quietly.
" Who are you?" She asked, now looking worried about the answer.
" None of you concern," Sephiroth stood up.
" Why not?" The girl asked, looking at him with bright bluish-green eyes.
Sephiroth looked at her, wished to kill her on the spot but something was stopping him. Masamune was right there yet he just couldn't bring himself to drawing the sword and killing the girl. He sighed in defeat and looked away from the girl.
" It's Sephiroth."
The girl blinked a few times. " That's a nice name."
Sephiroth turned to look at her. Had she just said he had a nice name? He had just met her and now more then ever had he wanted to slay the human that lay shield less on the ground in front of him. Sephiroth turned to leave but was stopped.
" Hey! Wait!" The girl yelled, getting up off the ground. " Don't leave."
" Why should I stay?" He asked, glancing at her.
" I'm lost," She replied. " I have no idea where I am. Please don't leave me."
Sephiroth looked at her for a minute. She had a scared expression on her face. She may have had special powers but other than that she looked pretty clueless.
" Do you have a name?" He asked.
The girl nodded. " Yes I think. I've been calling myself that for a while now so it must be my name."
" So?" Sephiroth asked impatiently. " What is it?"
The girl hesitated for a second and then replied.
" Jenova........," She said. " My name is Jenova."
The girl watched Sephiroth's expression go from serious to shocked. He looked back at her with wide eyes, almost as if something about her was alarming. She looked deep into his green eyes and wondered what he was thinking.
" Is something wrong?" She asked, breaking the silence that had drifted around them.
Sephiroth continued to be speechless. This girl had the same name as his mother. But it couldn't be possible that it was a coincidence. Even if she was Jenova, the real one, she looked nothing like it. To Sephiroth, she was nothing but a scrawny girl with some kind of unimaginable power.
" Your name," He asked. " Where did you get that name?"
" Well, for a few years now, someone has been calling me 'Jenova'," The girl said. " Is there something about it I don't know about that name?"
Sephiroth turned away again. " It was my mother's name."
" Oh, sorry," The girl gazed at the ground and then back at Sephiroth. " If it helps, maybe I could shorten the name to something else."
She watched for Sephiroth's reply but it never came.
" You know. Like maybe Jen," The girl said, waiting for the reply.
" Maybe your right Jen," Sephiroth said suddenly. He began to scan the sky, as if searching for something specific. " The stars looked closer tonight, don't they?"
Jen slowly began to observe the sky above her. The stars and moon shone brightly but didn't seem to be any closer. Before Jen could reply, Sephiroth stuck her in the back of the neck, knocking her unconscious. The girl lurched forward and fell to the ground, only to be caught by Sephiroth. He held her gingerly, as if she was to attack him.
" You can't be my mother," Sephiroth muttered. " So why do you have her name and her powers?"
He picked her up and carried her away from the tracks, leaving only a trail of footprints behind him. There was more to Jen then he had first thought. Powers were one thing, but for her to possess his mother's name made her different. Could this be why Sephiroth couldn't attack her? The questions continued to surface in his mind as he continued on his way to the cliff.