Corpses
He knocked on the door and was concerned by the fact there was no answer. Rinoa stood by him expectantly as he tried again.
'That's strange.' He said softly after another silence.
'Well you said you left Zell with her so maybe they're you know?' Rinoa replied her eyebrows moving suggestively.
Squall chuckled dryly. 'Do you really think Zell's like that? Besides Aeris isn't a normal girl.' He replied.
'You never know. Well if they're not here they could be in the Cafeteria or Zell's room.' Rinoa suggested giggling.
'Sometimes I worry about your state of mind.' Squall said with a grin.
'Hey!' Rinoa moaned and punched him on the shoulder playfully.
'Come on I guess we'd better go look for them.' Squall told her and slipped his arm around her waist.
Meanwhile a figure strode through the bodies that littered the Training Centre ground after Mort's massacre. His white shoes kicked up dust which hung in the air avoiding him, spiralling away as he paused in the centre of the ring of corpses.
A spiral of black smoke appeared at one side of him and a blue orb at the other. These objects became the figures of Rage and Sephiroth and they stood alert and on guard as their master Injustice knelt softly on the ground and muttered strange syllables under his breath.
'Prepare the offering!' he barked to his two servants still gazing down at the dusty soil.
Rage and Sephiroth approached the Grat corpses and plunged their hands into their mutilated forms so that they came away soaked in green blood.
'Good.' Injustice said softly and stood holding his hands out to them and they held they cupped hands over his, the blood trickling onto Injustice's palms until they were stained green.
Injustice then turned back to the place where he had knelt and proceeded to draw exotic symbols in the dirt, each mark flashing deep violet as his blood soaked fingers scored the ground.
Aeris broke away from Zell's kiss gasping in shock and horror.
'What's wrong?' Zell asked confused and concerned.
'Something's happening... something bad...' Aeris said softly her green eyes filling with fear.
Zell slipped his hands from her waist and slowly backed away. 'Is it Squall?' he asked as he started looking around for some dry clothes.
'All I can feel is that it's near...' Aeris said closing her eyes, her lips now a thin line of worry.
'Right...' Zell replied and started pulling on some fresh clothes. His mind wasn't working properly at the moment, his lips still tingled from the kiss and there was a seed of anger inside him that it had been interrupted.
Aeris watched him with dismay, the play of his muscles as he forced himself into his clothes and tried to hide what he was feeling. How could she explain to him the disappointment she felt? Not being able to have a normal life, to do normal things like kiss without having something from the outer realms get in the way?
Injustice grinned as his fingers made the final caressing motion on the ground. 'It's done.' He said standing back.
The completed symbol flashed and the ground started to crack and erupt as something pushed up to the surface. A malevolent black blade broke through, pieces of soil falling away as the sword continued to rise. It finally came free from the ground and hung there motionless, giving off a dull field of miasmic energy.
'ATMA Weapon.' Sephiroth whispered in awe.
'The one and only... well used to be.' Injustice said grinning and walked up to the sword grasping the shining silver hilt, the gruesome devilish faces engraved on it leering up at him as he slid his hand along the blade, cutting his flesh so his blood stained the edge.
The weapon blurred visibly in his hand and before their eyes divided into two identical weapons.
Injustice tossed one to Rage and Sephiroth. 'Now let's see what the heroes can do against some serious malevolence.' He said smiling widely, his hand still dripping blood.
Rage and Sephiroth grinned as the slowly swung the swords through the air to get the balance of them and felt a strange dark energy crawl up their arms as the blades glowed. 'Time to go to work.' Sephiroth said grinning as he leapt into the air, his black cloak fanning out like wings behind him.
He seemed to hang in the air for what seemed like an eternity, defying the laws of gravity as he hovered over the Training Centre before spotting a target. In the blink of an eye he was crashing down onto the back of a T-rexaur that was roaming idly, the blade of his ATMA weapon driving deep through its flesh and tearing it apart.
Sephiroth wiped the blood from his face and looked down at his sword in childish glee watching the blood being absorbed into the blade and transferred through his body making him more powerful.
'This time I'll get you Squall.' He growled to himself.
He knocked on the door and was concerned by the fact there was no answer. Rinoa stood by him expectantly as he tried again.
'That's strange.' He said softly after another silence.
'Well you said you left Zell with her so maybe they're you know?' Rinoa replied her eyebrows moving suggestively.
Squall chuckled dryly. 'Do you really think Zell's like that? Besides Aeris isn't a normal girl.' He replied.
'You never know. Well if they're not here they could be in the Cafeteria or Zell's room.' Rinoa suggested giggling.
'Sometimes I worry about your state of mind.' Squall said with a grin.
'Hey!' Rinoa moaned and punched him on the shoulder playfully.
'Come on I guess we'd better go look for them.' Squall told her and slipped his arm around her waist.
Meanwhile a figure strode through the bodies that littered the Training Centre ground after Mort's massacre. His white shoes kicked up dust which hung in the air avoiding him, spiralling away as he paused in the centre of the ring of corpses.
A spiral of black smoke appeared at one side of him and a blue orb at the other. These objects became the figures of Rage and Sephiroth and they stood alert and on guard as their master Injustice knelt softly on the ground and muttered strange syllables under his breath.
'Prepare the offering!' he barked to his two servants still gazing down at the dusty soil.
Rage and Sephiroth approached the Grat corpses and plunged their hands into their mutilated forms so that they came away soaked in green blood.
'Good.' Injustice said softly and stood holding his hands out to them and they held they cupped hands over his, the blood trickling onto Injustice's palms until they were stained green.
Injustice then turned back to the place where he had knelt and proceeded to draw exotic symbols in the dirt, each mark flashing deep violet as his blood soaked fingers scored the ground.
Aeris broke away from Zell's kiss gasping in shock and horror.
'What's wrong?' Zell asked confused and concerned.
'Something's happening... something bad...' Aeris said softly her green eyes filling with fear.
Zell slipped his hands from her waist and slowly backed away. 'Is it Squall?' he asked as he started looking around for some dry clothes.
'All I can feel is that it's near...' Aeris said closing her eyes, her lips now a thin line of worry.
'Right...' Zell replied and started pulling on some fresh clothes. His mind wasn't working properly at the moment, his lips still tingled from the kiss and there was a seed of anger inside him that it had been interrupted.
Aeris watched him with dismay, the play of his muscles as he forced himself into his clothes and tried to hide what he was feeling. How could she explain to him the disappointment she felt? Not being able to have a normal life, to do normal things like kiss without having something from the outer realms get in the way?
Injustice grinned as his fingers made the final caressing motion on the ground. 'It's done.' He said standing back.
The completed symbol flashed and the ground started to crack and erupt as something pushed up to the surface. A malevolent black blade broke through, pieces of soil falling away as the sword continued to rise. It finally came free from the ground and hung there motionless, giving off a dull field of miasmic energy.
'ATMA Weapon.' Sephiroth whispered in awe.
'The one and only... well used to be.' Injustice said grinning and walked up to the sword grasping the shining silver hilt, the gruesome devilish faces engraved on it leering up at him as he slid his hand along the blade, cutting his flesh so his blood stained the edge.
The weapon blurred visibly in his hand and before their eyes divided into two identical weapons.
Injustice tossed one to Rage and Sephiroth. 'Now let's see what the heroes can do against some serious malevolence.' He said smiling widely, his hand still dripping blood.
Rage and Sephiroth grinned as the slowly swung the swords through the air to get the balance of them and felt a strange dark energy crawl up their arms as the blades glowed. 'Time to go to work.' Sephiroth said grinning as he leapt into the air, his black cloak fanning out like wings behind him.
He seemed to hang in the air for what seemed like an eternity, defying the laws of gravity as he hovered over the Training Centre before spotting a target. In the blink of an eye he was crashing down onto the back of a T-rexaur that was roaming idly, the blade of his ATMA weapon driving deep through its flesh and tearing it apart.
Sephiroth wiped the blood from his face and looked down at his sword in childish glee watching the blood being absorbed into the blade and transferred through his body making him more powerful.
'This time I'll get you Squall.' He growled to himself.