In Cold Blood
Chapter: 3
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Author's Note: You may wonder why I use so much Lion King lyrics and such. But it's easy to compare Kovu in TLK2 to Sephy in FF7... the crazy mother and evil motives and such. The puppetry. Yeah. So sue me, I happen to love the Lion King! I love my Andy more (I write for you honey!) Well enjoy!!
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Born in grief
Raised in hate
Helpless to defy his fate
Let him run
Let him live
But do not forget what we cannot forgive...
"One Of Us" (TLK2)
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Sephiroth nodded in thanks to the members of AVALANCHE, who were, to be honest, very relieved that he didn't ask one of them for shelter. Instead, he had asked to be let off in Costa del Sol, where he claimed to own a villa.
Naturally, none questioned him. They wanted him off their ship. Some wanted him dead, namely Cloud. But they kept their feelings quiet at the request of Vincent, who, quite strangely, trusted the ex-general. At this point, who cared? He was leaving, and the party could go on and celebrate their victory over Jenova and Meteor.
Out of the group of 'heroes,' it was only Vincent who worried what was to become of Sephiroth. He looked on from the ascending airship as the silver- haired man disappeared into the town.
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Aerith walked through a vast flower field, pondering over what Planet had told her. "Who am I supposed to help? What can I do to solve this?"
She continued to peer into the starry skies, thoughts wandering back to her last days.
Realization kicked in. Aerith felt herself suddenly become very, very sick.
"PLANET!!! You can't be serious!? You can't expect me to help him can you?!" Aerith screamed into the stars, tears forming at her eyelids. This wasn't fair! She gave her life to the Planet, and now that she had a chance to be at peace, to spend time with her parents and the other Cetra, she was expected to help the one who killed her?!
The Planet kept silent as its daughter cried. Aerith shook her head, "How can I help him? Why should I help him?"
Planet spoke. Watch him for a moment, my child. He is not the same.
Aerith closed her eyes, and concentrated. In her mind, the Planet showed her Sephiroth.
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Sephiroth had forgotten he had bought this villa during his SOLDIER days. It had been years since he had set foot in it, and you could easily tell. Dust was caked on the furniture, there was moldy old food in the refrigerator, and when Sephiroth went to take a shower, the water ran a rusty yellow for ten whole minutes until it finally cleared up.
'Well,' he thought, 'I guess this is home.'
He lay on his bed, spread-eagle, staring up at the ceiling. It had felt great to finally shower, to wash away the blood and dirt that had collected on his body for months. Under Jenova's control, there was no time to clean himself. He had sometimes wondered what was deadlier: his Masamune, or his stench.
He lay for what seemed to be hours. His thoughts were wandering again, as they had been since Jenova had died. 'Aerith...'
There were times that Jenova would let Sephiroth rest, without her control on his mind, and during those times, Sephiroth remembered, he would sneak to where AVALANCHE was camping for the night. He would remain in the shadows, watching the one that made his heart jump. 'It was kind of stalker- like,' he thought, 'but if things were different...'
'If things were different, if Jenova wasn't there, I could have gone to her. We could have had a normal life. I would have had a chance of holding that beautiful vixen in my unworthy arms...' Sephiroth let out a heavy sigh, closing his weary, misty eyes.
'But I never had a chance. My love is dead...'
"I'm sorry, my Aerith." He whispered, falling into a deep slumber.
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Aerith's eyes and mouth were wide with shock. "My friend, please tell me that was an illusion."
No, dearest daughter, it was not.
"He... he had a crush on me. How cute..." Aerith giggled slightly, "I never would have expected that from someone like him."
Child, will you help him?
"I guess I have to." Aerith sighed, "What do I have to do?"
He must atone for his sins. You must help to guide him. You will return and live again, with him.
"LIVE with HIM?! Are you delirious!? How can I trust him? How do I know he won't hurt me again?!"
You do not know, child, but I do. It is not a matter of trusting him, he will earn it in time. But you must trust me.
Aerith was stuck between a rock and a hard place. She took a deep breath, "Okay, I'll do it. When do I go back?"
When you are ready my child, use your White Materia to return.
"It can be used for that? I never knew..."
Because I never told you, the Planet laughed.
Aerith smiled and shook her head, "I love you my dear friend. I will leave in the morning."
Planet became silent again, and Aerith lay on the soft grass once more, looking up into the stars until sleep overtook her thoughtful mind. Her rest would be much needed, for in the morning, her life would begin anew.
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Author's Note: You may wonder why I use so much Lion King lyrics and such. But it's easy to compare Kovu in TLK2 to Sephy in FF7... the crazy mother and evil motives and such. The puppetry. Yeah. So sue me, I happen to love the Lion King! I love my Andy more (I write for you honey!) Well enjoy!!
-----
Born in grief
Raised in hate
Helpless to defy his fate
Let him run
Let him live
But do not forget what we cannot forgive...
"One Of Us" (TLK2)
-----
Sephiroth nodded in thanks to the members of AVALANCHE, who were, to be honest, very relieved that he didn't ask one of them for shelter. Instead, he had asked to be let off in Costa del Sol, where he claimed to own a villa.
Naturally, none questioned him. They wanted him off their ship. Some wanted him dead, namely Cloud. But they kept their feelings quiet at the request of Vincent, who, quite strangely, trusted the ex-general. At this point, who cared? He was leaving, and the party could go on and celebrate their victory over Jenova and Meteor.
Out of the group of 'heroes,' it was only Vincent who worried what was to become of Sephiroth. He looked on from the ascending airship as the silver- haired man disappeared into the town.
-----
Aerith walked through a vast flower field, pondering over what Planet had told her. "Who am I supposed to help? What can I do to solve this?"
She continued to peer into the starry skies, thoughts wandering back to her last days.
Realization kicked in. Aerith felt herself suddenly become very, very sick.
"PLANET!!! You can't be serious!? You can't expect me to help him can you?!" Aerith screamed into the stars, tears forming at her eyelids. This wasn't fair! She gave her life to the Planet, and now that she had a chance to be at peace, to spend time with her parents and the other Cetra, she was expected to help the one who killed her?!
The Planet kept silent as its daughter cried. Aerith shook her head, "How can I help him? Why should I help him?"
Planet spoke. Watch him for a moment, my child. He is not the same.
Aerith closed her eyes, and concentrated. In her mind, the Planet showed her Sephiroth.
-----
Sephiroth had forgotten he had bought this villa during his SOLDIER days. It had been years since he had set foot in it, and you could easily tell. Dust was caked on the furniture, there was moldy old food in the refrigerator, and when Sephiroth went to take a shower, the water ran a rusty yellow for ten whole minutes until it finally cleared up.
'Well,' he thought, 'I guess this is home.'
He lay on his bed, spread-eagle, staring up at the ceiling. It had felt great to finally shower, to wash away the blood and dirt that had collected on his body for months. Under Jenova's control, there was no time to clean himself. He had sometimes wondered what was deadlier: his Masamune, or his stench.
He lay for what seemed to be hours. His thoughts were wandering again, as they had been since Jenova had died. 'Aerith...'
There were times that Jenova would let Sephiroth rest, without her control on his mind, and during those times, Sephiroth remembered, he would sneak to where AVALANCHE was camping for the night. He would remain in the shadows, watching the one that made his heart jump. 'It was kind of stalker- like,' he thought, 'but if things were different...'
'If things were different, if Jenova wasn't there, I could have gone to her. We could have had a normal life. I would have had a chance of holding that beautiful vixen in my unworthy arms...' Sephiroth let out a heavy sigh, closing his weary, misty eyes.
'But I never had a chance. My love is dead...'
"I'm sorry, my Aerith." He whispered, falling into a deep slumber.
-----
Aerith's eyes and mouth were wide with shock. "My friend, please tell me that was an illusion."
No, dearest daughter, it was not.
"He... he had a crush on me. How cute..." Aerith giggled slightly, "I never would have expected that from someone like him."
Child, will you help him?
"I guess I have to." Aerith sighed, "What do I have to do?"
He must atone for his sins. You must help to guide him. You will return and live again, with him.
"LIVE with HIM?! Are you delirious!? How can I trust him? How do I know he won't hurt me again?!"
You do not know, child, but I do. It is not a matter of trusting him, he will earn it in time. But you must trust me.
Aerith was stuck between a rock and a hard place. She took a deep breath, "Okay, I'll do it. When do I go back?"
When you are ready my child, use your White Materia to return.
"It can be used for that? I never knew..."
Because I never told you, the Planet laughed.
Aerith smiled and shook her head, "I love you my dear friend. I will leave in the morning."
Planet became silent again, and Aerith lay on the soft grass once more, looking up into the stars until sleep overtook her thoughtful mind. Her rest would be much needed, for in the morning, her life would begin anew.