The creator: KONNICHIWAAAAAA! O_O -grins- This is my insane creation, SNOW! This is supposed to be more serious than my previous ficcy.. We'll see what happens. =3
SNOW
Chappie one: Begginings
Ansem sat in his study, gazing at his research. He grinned sinisterly and jumped from his seat, his amber eyes blazing with triumph. "THAT IS IT!" He dashed out of his study into the library of Hollow Bastion. Ever since those stupid kids left, it was much more peaceful here. His lips curled into a smile and he summoned a shadow heartless to him. It appeared in a poof of purple smoke, its head bent low to the ground, as if in a bow. It muttered something in Merfkinsh, the language of the Heartless.
Ansem could not understand Merfkinsh, yet he tried for about a month to be able to. That ended up changing his hair color to purple for two weeks. He never tried to learn Merfkinsh ever again. His silver locks were precious to him, as was his current experiment. He also had an obsession for muffins, but this weakness was kept secret to all the worlds.
Ansem's next experiment was of sentimental importance to him. He thought of it one day as he watched the snow fall from the sky one day in the winter, long ago. He had not thought of the Heartless before then, and Hollow Bastion was a happy place. He would always retire on his favorite bench and watch the children play with snowballs and knock the snot out of each other. "Wouldn't it be nice...to love someone?" Ansem chuckled at the stupidity of his statement. "Perhaps...yes. I need to create...a child...for myself."
That led to the creation of the Heartless. In his quest to create a daughter, he created an army of shadow creatures that led him to the darkness. He had just recently remembered what he had created the Heartless for in the first place. He had been going through many sleepless nights in order to achieve his first project..the creation of a daughter. He knew that he could just find a woman and get a child that way, but no..he wanted this child to be his and his alone. Besides, he didn't exactly know what his 'preferences' were. He was trying to create a Heartless that took the form of a human..a Heartless that could grow the same way that humans do, feel the same emotions that people do. This was what Ansem wanted to achieve, and he would achieve it...at all costs.
As Ansem walked through the many floors of his castle, he kept thinking of what he would name his daughter. "Hmm..man. This is hard..why can't I just name her Muffin, or something like that?" Ansem mumbled and stared down at the floor, then summoned the same Heartless again. "Get me Aerith."
The Heartless nodded and poofed in a puff of purple smoke, and it ended up in Traverse town, where Aerith was flirting with Cloud.
"OH MY GOSH, REALLY?" Aerith laughed her girly laugh and Cloud rolled his eyes. "Aerith..um..I gotta go..." Cloud slowly backed away from the bubbly girl, his cape avoiding his boots. "NOOO! LIKE, DON'T GO!" Aerith reached for Cloud and he ran away, screaming, "I'D RATHER GIVE UP MY SWORD THAN TALK TO YOU!" He ran far, far away, as Aerith pouted and folded her arms. "Like, I don't need you. I'll find another guy." At that, the Heartless pounced on Aerith and spoke something in Merfkinsh. "OHMIGOSH! LIKE EWW! SOMEONE HELP ME!" The Heartless poofed Aerith into Ansem's laboratory, where Ansem stood. He had a tray of muffins in his hands, and an apron around him. "Hello, dear.."
Aerith blinked and giggled at Ansem's outfit. "LIKE YOU'RE SO CUTE!" Ansem twitched and took off his apron immediatly, and handed it to his Heartless to dispose of. "Indeed. Aerith, I need you too--" Aerith bursted out laughing, her cheeks flushed. "NO, REALLY?! HAHAHA!" Ansem twitched more, his patience waning. He slowly gestured for her to take a seat, which she gladly accepted. "OHMYGOSH! CAN I HAVE A MUFFIN?!" Ansem looked over to his tray of beloved muffins, his eye twitching speeding up. "No, darling, those are MINE. Now, let us get down to business. I have a favor to ask of you, and it's of great--" Aerith started to cry, her wailing was very loud and annoying. "BUT WHY NOOOT? I LOVE MUFFINS!" She cried some more and Ansem sat up and glared at her. "DAMNIT! LISTEN TO ME!" Aerith's eyes buldged, her wailing ceasing. "Like..don't be so meaaann."
That was it. Ansem could take no more. He floated in the air, his amber eyes blazing with hatred. He was being such a good boy today. Oh well. He raised his fist into the air and looked down at Aerith. "HOW CAN PEOPLE STAND YOU? ALL OF YOUR GOODY-GOODY FLUFF! YOU SHOULD HAVE STAYED DEAD. I THINK I'M DOING A FAVOR NOT ONLY TO SEPHIROTH, BUT EVERYONE ELSE AS WELL." And with that, Aerith was gone. No violence, no bloodshed, she was just--gone. Never to be heard of again. Not to say anyone missed her...
After consuming his tray of muffins, Ansem was thoroughly calmed down. He sighed and patted his stomach. "Ah. That was superb." He put his head in his hands and looked over at the young form behind him. There she was..his daughter. He had created her young body, but he was going to wait until he had a name for her before he activated her. He already had the hearts she needed. He just needed a name. But, unknown to Ansem, you had to take care of children. The horrors of parenthood lay before him, and it hadn't occurred to him yet. Poor fellow.
"Heartless," Ansem raised his head to the point that only those piercing amber eyes could be seen over his gloved hands, "get me Yuffie."
The creator: Um..as you can see, I'm not an Aerith lover. I'm sorry if I offended anyone, but I do think it went well with the plot. I'm trying to meld seriousness with humor to make my story more interesting. I'm liking this so far..I hope you do. Next chappie in...weeks, probably. o.o
SNOW
Chappie one: Begginings
Ansem sat in his study, gazing at his research. He grinned sinisterly and jumped from his seat, his amber eyes blazing with triumph. "THAT IS IT!" He dashed out of his study into the library of Hollow Bastion. Ever since those stupid kids left, it was much more peaceful here. His lips curled into a smile and he summoned a shadow heartless to him. It appeared in a poof of purple smoke, its head bent low to the ground, as if in a bow. It muttered something in Merfkinsh, the language of the Heartless.
Ansem could not understand Merfkinsh, yet he tried for about a month to be able to. That ended up changing his hair color to purple for two weeks. He never tried to learn Merfkinsh ever again. His silver locks were precious to him, as was his current experiment. He also had an obsession for muffins, but this weakness was kept secret to all the worlds.
Ansem's next experiment was of sentimental importance to him. He thought of it one day as he watched the snow fall from the sky one day in the winter, long ago. He had not thought of the Heartless before then, and Hollow Bastion was a happy place. He would always retire on his favorite bench and watch the children play with snowballs and knock the snot out of each other. "Wouldn't it be nice...to love someone?" Ansem chuckled at the stupidity of his statement. "Perhaps...yes. I need to create...a child...for myself."
That led to the creation of the Heartless. In his quest to create a daughter, he created an army of shadow creatures that led him to the darkness. He had just recently remembered what he had created the Heartless for in the first place. He had been going through many sleepless nights in order to achieve his first project..the creation of a daughter. He knew that he could just find a woman and get a child that way, but no..he wanted this child to be his and his alone. Besides, he didn't exactly know what his 'preferences' were. He was trying to create a Heartless that took the form of a human..a Heartless that could grow the same way that humans do, feel the same emotions that people do. This was what Ansem wanted to achieve, and he would achieve it...at all costs.
As Ansem walked through the many floors of his castle, he kept thinking of what he would name his daughter. "Hmm..man. This is hard..why can't I just name her Muffin, or something like that?" Ansem mumbled and stared down at the floor, then summoned the same Heartless again. "Get me Aerith."
The Heartless nodded and poofed in a puff of purple smoke, and it ended up in Traverse town, where Aerith was flirting with Cloud.
"OH MY GOSH, REALLY?" Aerith laughed her girly laugh and Cloud rolled his eyes. "Aerith..um..I gotta go..." Cloud slowly backed away from the bubbly girl, his cape avoiding his boots. "NOOO! LIKE, DON'T GO!" Aerith reached for Cloud and he ran away, screaming, "I'D RATHER GIVE UP MY SWORD THAN TALK TO YOU!" He ran far, far away, as Aerith pouted and folded her arms. "Like, I don't need you. I'll find another guy." At that, the Heartless pounced on Aerith and spoke something in Merfkinsh. "OHMIGOSH! LIKE EWW! SOMEONE HELP ME!" The Heartless poofed Aerith into Ansem's laboratory, where Ansem stood. He had a tray of muffins in his hands, and an apron around him. "Hello, dear.."
Aerith blinked and giggled at Ansem's outfit. "LIKE YOU'RE SO CUTE!" Ansem twitched and took off his apron immediatly, and handed it to his Heartless to dispose of. "Indeed. Aerith, I need you too--" Aerith bursted out laughing, her cheeks flushed. "NO, REALLY?! HAHAHA!" Ansem twitched more, his patience waning. He slowly gestured for her to take a seat, which she gladly accepted. "OHMYGOSH! CAN I HAVE A MUFFIN?!" Ansem looked over to his tray of beloved muffins, his eye twitching speeding up. "No, darling, those are MINE. Now, let us get down to business. I have a favor to ask of you, and it's of great--" Aerith started to cry, her wailing was very loud and annoying. "BUT WHY NOOOT? I LOVE MUFFINS!" She cried some more and Ansem sat up and glared at her. "DAMNIT! LISTEN TO ME!" Aerith's eyes buldged, her wailing ceasing. "Like..don't be so meaaann."
That was it. Ansem could take no more. He floated in the air, his amber eyes blazing with hatred. He was being such a good boy today. Oh well. He raised his fist into the air and looked down at Aerith. "HOW CAN PEOPLE STAND YOU? ALL OF YOUR GOODY-GOODY FLUFF! YOU SHOULD HAVE STAYED DEAD. I THINK I'M DOING A FAVOR NOT ONLY TO SEPHIROTH, BUT EVERYONE ELSE AS WELL." And with that, Aerith was gone. No violence, no bloodshed, she was just--gone. Never to be heard of again. Not to say anyone missed her...
After consuming his tray of muffins, Ansem was thoroughly calmed down. He sighed and patted his stomach. "Ah. That was superb." He put his head in his hands and looked over at the young form behind him. There she was..his daughter. He had created her young body, but he was going to wait until he had a name for her before he activated her. He already had the hearts she needed. He just needed a name. But, unknown to Ansem, you had to take care of children. The horrors of parenthood lay before him, and it hadn't occurred to him yet. Poor fellow.
"Heartless," Ansem raised his head to the point that only those piercing amber eyes could be seen over his gloved hands, "get me Yuffie."
The creator: Um..as you can see, I'm not an Aerith lover. I'm sorry if I offended anyone, but I do think it went well with the plot. I'm trying to meld seriousness with humor to make my story more interesting. I'm liking this so far..I hope you do. Next chappie in...weeks, probably. o.o