Chapter two Masamune
He stood in the open field, the wind rushing through his hair and into his eyes causing him to blink rapidly. A small smile played across his lips, as he thought through all that had happened in the past few days. Silently he watched the open gate waiting for him to turn up as promised but, just as always happened, his friend was late. Annoyed he lifted a small chubby wrist to glance down at his watch. The watch, an object acquired only yesterday, was nothing more than a faded old-fashioned face attached to an almost breaking thin leather straps. All the same though it was a present and presents were not something he was allowed very often. The scratched face let him know it was a quarter to four; ten minutes he had been waiting and still no sign of him. Just as he was about to give up a figure appeared on the horizon. In panic he almost forgot the signal, a three fingered wave but as the figure got larger and life-like he lifted his hand stretching his fingers apart as far as they would go, the thumb and littlest finger tucked neatly against his hand waving frantically. He sighed in relief as the wave was copied exactly.
He waited till the figure now visibly a short man came fully into view before running up to him shouting in a high pitched excited voice, the kind of voice only this man allowed him to use, the kind of voice all children used.
"Where were you?" "I've been waiting for ever!"
Laughing the short man lifted him up, his brown eyes twinkling behind thick glasses.
"Now Sephiroth, you have to learn patience or we will have to give up these meetings."
Sephiroth stopped, bright green eyes widening emphasised by the almost white hair framing his thin face.
"You promised! I won't let you stop me! No one lies to me, not ever!"
This last statement shouted in anger but also making a vow that would haunt him for the rest of his life. In a rage he beat at the man's chest ineffectively with small hands clenched into even small fists. As soon as he started to do so however the short man simply let go of Sephiroth and watched impassively as the child fell to the ground in a heap then stood up his eyes still shining like hard emeralds with anger and a hint of betrayal. Yes the child was growing up already learning to trust no one he at least would never be betrayed by one whom he had loved and worshipped not like that whore Lucrecia had done to him. Checking himself the man shook his head slightly knowing he should no allow himself to think of her she was worthless both to him and that man who loved her what was his name? Valentino? No, Valentine, that was it. A more successful subject or he would have been if he hadn't decided to sleep his whole life away like that.
"Hojo!"
The sound brought him back to the real world; Sephiroth was looking up at him indignantly
"Hojo, when do we start training?"
Pleased Hojo looked at Sephiroth again re-evaluating him, the child was ready to start on more intensified tests now. Even he had not thought that the child would be asking for the training to start already not at six when he was supposed to be more interested in playing with toys and getting into trouble. Almost bemusedly he spoke his voice a little gruff but Sephiroth knew it and knew that was the one person that allowed him to speak his mind when he chose to.
"Today Sephiroth we will start a new training schedule. You will follow me back to the lab."
With this statement he set off towards the big building within a few miles from the field. Disappointed Sephiroth followed his head down and scuffing his feet as much as possible. Had anyone looked at him they would have said he was going home for a beating. In reality he simply hated the Shin-ra base and always relished his few moments of training, which allowed him to have fresh air and to see things which the other Shin-ra employees' children always talked about so eagerly. Still this would perhaps be even more fun training before had always been difficult trying to lift weapons that were too heavy for him with both hands especially his right hand now that it had been discovered he was left handed, whatever the hell that meant. It was of course with some wariness he entered the building and followed Hojo down the stairs that none but Hojo had ever been in before. Biting his lip he half crept through the door with the red light above it then through about seven more with green lights. Finally tired but determined he entered Hojo's lab.
The lab was a huge room with only a single table in the middle with a chair beside it. It was the walls that attracted Sephiroth's attention however. What appeared to be thousands of chains hung from the wall and a glass tube could be seen through the window at the back. The glass tube appeared to hold a sobbing woman holding a child in her arms. Sephiroth frowned slightly his face showing the fact he was troubled by this image. Now Hojo smiled or was that smirk? Sephiroth found it difficult to tell he only knew this was not the usual look that Hojo gave him.
"Sephiroth now you can put your training to the test... If you can fight your way through the soldiers here and break the glass then you can free that woman let her go her own way. If you cannot then you may be killed. Alternatively you can choose to leave her there and perhaps we can experiment on them later..."
Hojo held his breath waiting for an answer, secretly he hoped that Sephiroth might choose to let them experiment but he had promised to let him choose so that is what he would do. Sephiroth looked upwards then at the woman once more. A light of determination showed clearly in his eyes and he spoke with a commanding voice that he only usually used to those he considered beneath him.
"Hand me my sword."
Grimly Hojo nodded and took off the table a large eight-foot sword.
"This is Masamune if you wish to free her this is what you shall use."
Gasping slightly for he had never used a weapon of that size before he chewed nervously on his lip before nodding and taking hold of the sword in both hands. Still it was difficult to lift and Sephiroth seriously doubted his ability to help the woman with something like this. Staggering he moved slowly towards the door with the yellow light above it and through the door. No sooner had he done so a man appeared in front of him the yellow uniform identifying him as an untrained SOLDIER the mask was firmly on place. Sephiroth stared at the man for a few seconds before the man ran towards him with his sword raised shouting out a battle cry. Stunned Sephiroth did nothing till he felt a searing pain rushing through his arm and blood started seeping through his long sleeved jumper. As soon as he realised it was either his life or the mans Sephiroth lifted Masamune as high as he could bringing it down once more then watching in horror as the blade easily sliced through skin severing the mans head from his body. He had hardly even lifted it. Sephiroth stepped backwards in horror; he had just made his first kill of an innocent life.
"No, please I did not mean to. Please come back do not be dead. Please..."
Tears rolled down his face the first indication he had that he was crying though was when he felt a tickling sensation on his cheek just beside his nose. He put a hand up to itch and looked down as he felt his hand was wet.
Inside the lab room Hojo grinned an unpleasant sight before stepping through the door and slapping Sephiroth on the face hard.
"Snap out of it. That man wasn't important. You cowardly stupid weak child!"
Sephiroth looked up in shock, Hojo had slapped him?! Hojo was calling him names?! The one man Sephiroth had looked up to and worshiped almost was treating him exactly like everyone else always had! Now a new emotion came into Sephiroth's eyes, the emotion of hate and betrayal all in one. Lifting the sword with strength he did not know he had he glared at Hojo till the man was forced to flee into the lab for his own safety. For a moment Sephiroth wondered if it was worth saving the woman. Then he remembered Hojo planned to experiment on both the woman and the child and for the last time in his childhood Sephiroth felt pity. Silently he walked onwards Masamune held high with seemingly no problems at all, dispatching SOLDIERS trained and untrained alike till he reached the door with the test tube in it.
The room as he walked in was empty and apart from the sounds of the woman crying silent. Confidently he moved to the wall searching till he found the hidden computer that would allow him to open the door of the tube. The computer code was easy to work out with his intelligence. Soon the door opened and the woman stumbled through the door still clutching her baby. As soon as she saw the small silver-haired, green-eyed child she was filled with gratitude and ran up to him to try and thank him. Sephiroth stared at her with something akin to hatred but managed to control his temper long enough to ask
"What's that thing's name?"
The woman was taken aback but decided she must have imagined the cold anger in the child's eyes and managed to reply in a reasonably calm voice
"Aeris and I'm Ifalna. What's your name?"
"Sephiroth, and you and Aeris had better remember my name for I will kill you both next time I find you."
Sephiroth's voice was cold and unemotional but he would always remember that this woman and her child were responsible for his discovery that he could kill and for Hojo turning against him.
Once back in the lab two men grabbed Sephiroth and as much as he struggled he could not prevent himself being placed and tied onto the table. Screaming his rage and fury and trying his best to injure the men by any means possible until he realised that he was not going to be set free. Looking up he saw Hojo watching him impassively with a final desperation he screamed Hojo's name pleading with him to help him.
"Shut up."
Hojo stated,
"I'm simply going to see where that strength came from. It won't hurt much and I will not allow weak pathetic children to go outside or do anything ever again do you understand?"
Dumb stuck Sephiroth nodded and looked at Hojo through panic-stricken eyes. Now he had subsided Hojo was free to do as he chose and calmly he produced a thin long needle and stuck it deep inside Sephiroth's right arm then just as calmly started taking blood from him. Green liquid seeped inside a bottle attached to the needle as Sephiroth shrieked in pain and horror at what he saw. This isn't what the other children's blood looked like when he had cut them with his swords. This was glowing brightly and was the wrong colour.
"I said to shut up!"
Hojo was getting annoyed now this wasn't what he had taught Sephiroth to act like. Sephiroth was acting just like every other child he had seen and god knew Sephiroth was not an ordinary child.
"Do you want me to tell your mother what a baby you've been acting like? Do you?!"
Sephiroth became silent at once, he had been told about his mother. Jenova was a gorgeous woman but if you upset her then her wrath was unlimited if Jenova spoke you obeyed and at once. Wide-eyed he stared up at Hojo as the man brought out a small knife and proceeded to dip it into what looked like black ink. Without warning Hojo slashed the knife downwards then across Sephiroth's left arm.
"There this will mark you as what you are. A working experiment, my first one!"
Hojo half snarled half shouted at the boy. Suddenly he began laughing insanely and Sephiroth stared up at him with fear and pain in his eyes. He felt a sort of tingling as the cut from the knife stopped bleeding and started healing itself the skin coming together as though it had never been cut apart by the knife. The only reminder that it had ever been there was a small black number one embedded deep in his arm. Sephiroth longed to scratch it and try to get it off but his arms were still tied.
Furious now he pulled at the chains around his arms and legs, feeling a strange power deep within the same one that had allowed him to lift the sword after Hojo had slapped him. With a loud snapping sound the chains broke easily as if they had never been there and Sephiroth sat up a smug grin on his face. Without warning he stood and jumped off the table grabbing Masamune from where he had dropped it on the floor and stood in front of Hojo his voice now clearly showing what he thought of him.
"Now laugh you stupid man and I will take your head off your body like that man through the door!"
Sobered Hojo looked at Sephiroth then calmly as though Masamune was not wavering madly he turned and strode off through the door that led out. Sephiroth stayed where he was for a short while unsure why Hojo had not seemed frightened and even stranger why he had just walked off like that. He soon started off through the door running the huge sword dragging behind him slowing him down but not enough to stop him completely. Having reached the main room of the Shin-ra building though he realised he did not really know what to do next. He looked down at his watch once more, Ten to six, time for physical training and battle experience. Subdued he walked down the red path through various doors not really taking notice of where he was going, he had been there so many times before. Not that any of the others would care if he did not turn up in fact they would probably be relieved but Sephiroth was not going to give them that particular satisfaction. Arriving at the training door he stepped through Masamune still in his hand as he dragged it precariously behind him. Children in the middle of training with their friends and partners stopped and stared as they always did when this strange boy with the silver hair and what they called freaky green eyes.
"Is there a problem?"
Sephiroth queried his voice disdainful knowing he was above all of them after all had he not been told so many times before by all who taught him singly? Slowly the children shook their head and pretended to carry on training but as soon as Sephiroth was looking a different way one of the slightly braver boys tiptoed up behind him and shoved him. Taken by surprise Sephiroth stumbled, tripping over his own sword and falling against the floor to the sounds of childish laughter echoing all around him. Standing up he glared at the boy who had shoved him his hair in disarray but somehow this only served to make him look even more frightening instead of ridiculous.
"I.I. didn't mean to. It was the others they said I should do it. D.d.don't hurt me please Sephiroth."
The boy stuttered, nervously backing away just as Sephiroth had known he would. That hurt that really hurt that no one would even admit to what they did. If they had admitted it Sephiroth could have nearly laughed it off but their fear was only serving to make him even angrier and they could not even tell! Advancing on the boy Sephiroth almost growled
"Shall I show you what happens to children who try to push me around?"
Lifting Masamune he smirked slightly then without caring he brought it down again against the boys throat. This time it did not sever the head but created a satisfying deep red mark against the boys' neck. The boy started gasping and clutching at his throat making gurgling noises. Good. show them all make them realise they were not to hurt him that would teach them right. Sephiroth stood above him smirking even while all the other children stared at their play-mate till one girl started crying softly at first then louder as other children started joining in until the room was full of children screaming and wailing. In amidst all of this one boy slowly suffocating and another silver-haired boy standing proudly then without warning he turned on the girl who had started the crying his face almost transformed into that of a monster in her eyes.
"Shut up! Do you think I want to hear you snivelling? Huh? Do you? Did you not hear me? I said shut up!"
The girl sobbed louder then realising the boy with the huge sword was approaching her. She gulped trying to stop crying as the sounds around the room died off slowly all but the boy who had started everything who had by now stopped gasping and was lying on the floor in a pool of blood. As the teacher of the lesson arrived this was the scene that met his eyes horrified he stared at Sephiroth and was just brave enough to tell him to
"Get out and don't darken my doors again you little runt!"
"Gladly"
Sephiroth stated his voice calm enough to sicken the teacher who felt there should at least have been fear after what had happened. Turning on one foot he strode out and through the door. So he wasn't wanted, so what? He would train on his own, outside. Walking out of the door with the still bloody Masamune he carried on walking until he entered his field. There he started swinging Masamune in fighting motions as though destroying several enemies the red and silver sword glinting cruelly in the sunlight. One day he would become the best Soldier in Shin-ra everybody said so. He practised till his arms became sore then continued a little longer thrusting and parrying even when he felt like he would drop he continued the swish of the sword through air serving to calm him and make him feel at ease again.
It was dark before the small child staggered tiredly through the field making his way home again Masamune making a sharp scraping noise whenever he dragged it across something other than grass. As soon as he got into the doors though a man and woman in white coats surrounded him scolding him for staying out so late. No mention was made of the boy's death and Sephiroth could see the fear in their eyes as he slowly raised the sword upwards again then letting it fall back down watching the fear turn to relief. "I will not be requiring your assistance any further thank you." He walked down the paths and up the five hundred or so stairs to his room lying down on the bed with exhaustion. He spent many days and weeks and even years now practising on his own in that field till the day he was ready to join SOLDIER
He stood in the open field, the wind rushing through his hair and into his eyes causing him to blink rapidly. A small smile played across his lips, as he thought through all that had happened in the past few days. Silently he watched the open gate waiting for him to turn up as promised but, just as always happened, his friend was late. Annoyed he lifted a small chubby wrist to glance down at his watch. The watch, an object acquired only yesterday, was nothing more than a faded old-fashioned face attached to an almost breaking thin leather straps. All the same though it was a present and presents were not something he was allowed very often. The scratched face let him know it was a quarter to four; ten minutes he had been waiting and still no sign of him. Just as he was about to give up a figure appeared on the horizon. In panic he almost forgot the signal, a three fingered wave but as the figure got larger and life-like he lifted his hand stretching his fingers apart as far as they would go, the thumb and littlest finger tucked neatly against his hand waving frantically. He sighed in relief as the wave was copied exactly.
He waited till the figure now visibly a short man came fully into view before running up to him shouting in a high pitched excited voice, the kind of voice only this man allowed him to use, the kind of voice all children used.
"Where were you?" "I've been waiting for ever!"
Laughing the short man lifted him up, his brown eyes twinkling behind thick glasses.
"Now Sephiroth, you have to learn patience or we will have to give up these meetings."
Sephiroth stopped, bright green eyes widening emphasised by the almost white hair framing his thin face.
"You promised! I won't let you stop me! No one lies to me, not ever!"
This last statement shouted in anger but also making a vow that would haunt him for the rest of his life. In a rage he beat at the man's chest ineffectively with small hands clenched into even small fists. As soon as he started to do so however the short man simply let go of Sephiroth and watched impassively as the child fell to the ground in a heap then stood up his eyes still shining like hard emeralds with anger and a hint of betrayal. Yes the child was growing up already learning to trust no one he at least would never be betrayed by one whom he had loved and worshipped not like that whore Lucrecia had done to him. Checking himself the man shook his head slightly knowing he should no allow himself to think of her she was worthless both to him and that man who loved her what was his name? Valentino? No, Valentine, that was it. A more successful subject or he would have been if he hadn't decided to sleep his whole life away like that.
"Hojo!"
The sound brought him back to the real world; Sephiroth was looking up at him indignantly
"Hojo, when do we start training?"
Pleased Hojo looked at Sephiroth again re-evaluating him, the child was ready to start on more intensified tests now. Even he had not thought that the child would be asking for the training to start already not at six when he was supposed to be more interested in playing with toys and getting into trouble. Almost bemusedly he spoke his voice a little gruff but Sephiroth knew it and knew that was the one person that allowed him to speak his mind when he chose to.
"Today Sephiroth we will start a new training schedule. You will follow me back to the lab."
With this statement he set off towards the big building within a few miles from the field. Disappointed Sephiroth followed his head down and scuffing his feet as much as possible. Had anyone looked at him they would have said he was going home for a beating. In reality he simply hated the Shin-ra base and always relished his few moments of training, which allowed him to have fresh air and to see things which the other Shin-ra employees' children always talked about so eagerly. Still this would perhaps be even more fun training before had always been difficult trying to lift weapons that were too heavy for him with both hands especially his right hand now that it had been discovered he was left handed, whatever the hell that meant. It was of course with some wariness he entered the building and followed Hojo down the stairs that none but Hojo had ever been in before. Biting his lip he half crept through the door with the red light above it then through about seven more with green lights. Finally tired but determined he entered Hojo's lab.
The lab was a huge room with only a single table in the middle with a chair beside it. It was the walls that attracted Sephiroth's attention however. What appeared to be thousands of chains hung from the wall and a glass tube could be seen through the window at the back. The glass tube appeared to hold a sobbing woman holding a child in her arms. Sephiroth frowned slightly his face showing the fact he was troubled by this image. Now Hojo smiled or was that smirk? Sephiroth found it difficult to tell he only knew this was not the usual look that Hojo gave him.
"Sephiroth now you can put your training to the test... If you can fight your way through the soldiers here and break the glass then you can free that woman let her go her own way. If you cannot then you may be killed. Alternatively you can choose to leave her there and perhaps we can experiment on them later..."
Hojo held his breath waiting for an answer, secretly he hoped that Sephiroth might choose to let them experiment but he had promised to let him choose so that is what he would do. Sephiroth looked upwards then at the woman once more. A light of determination showed clearly in his eyes and he spoke with a commanding voice that he only usually used to those he considered beneath him.
"Hand me my sword."
Grimly Hojo nodded and took off the table a large eight-foot sword.
"This is Masamune if you wish to free her this is what you shall use."
Gasping slightly for he had never used a weapon of that size before he chewed nervously on his lip before nodding and taking hold of the sword in both hands. Still it was difficult to lift and Sephiroth seriously doubted his ability to help the woman with something like this. Staggering he moved slowly towards the door with the yellow light above it and through the door. No sooner had he done so a man appeared in front of him the yellow uniform identifying him as an untrained SOLDIER the mask was firmly on place. Sephiroth stared at the man for a few seconds before the man ran towards him with his sword raised shouting out a battle cry. Stunned Sephiroth did nothing till he felt a searing pain rushing through his arm and blood started seeping through his long sleeved jumper. As soon as he realised it was either his life or the mans Sephiroth lifted Masamune as high as he could bringing it down once more then watching in horror as the blade easily sliced through skin severing the mans head from his body. He had hardly even lifted it. Sephiroth stepped backwards in horror; he had just made his first kill of an innocent life.
"No, please I did not mean to. Please come back do not be dead. Please..."
Tears rolled down his face the first indication he had that he was crying though was when he felt a tickling sensation on his cheek just beside his nose. He put a hand up to itch and looked down as he felt his hand was wet.
Inside the lab room Hojo grinned an unpleasant sight before stepping through the door and slapping Sephiroth on the face hard.
"Snap out of it. That man wasn't important. You cowardly stupid weak child!"
Sephiroth looked up in shock, Hojo had slapped him?! Hojo was calling him names?! The one man Sephiroth had looked up to and worshiped almost was treating him exactly like everyone else always had! Now a new emotion came into Sephiroth's eyes, the emotion of hate and betrayal all in one. Lifting the sword with strength he did not know he had he glared at Hojo till the man was forced to flee into the lab for his own safety. For a moment Sephiroth wondered if it was worth saving the woman. Then he remembered Hojo planned to experiment on both the woman and the child and for the last time in his childhood Sephiroth felt pity. Silently he walked onwards Masamune held high with seemingly no problems at all, dispatching SOLDIERS trained and untrained alike till he reached the door with the test tube in it.
The room as he walked in was empty and apart from the sounds of the woman crying silent. Confidently he moved to the wall searching till he found the hidden computer that would allow him to open the door of the tube. The computer code was easy to work out with his intelligence. Soon the door opened and the woman stumbled through the door still clutching her baby. As soon as she saw the small silver-haired, green-eyed child she was filled with gratitude and ran up to him to try and thank him. Sephiroth stared at her with something akin to hatred but managed to control his temper long enough to ask
"What's that thing's name?"
The woman was taken aback but decided she must have imagined the cold anger in the child's eyes and managed to reply in a reasonably calm voice
"Aeris and I'm Ifalna. What's your name?"
"Sephiroth, and you and Aeris had better remember my name for I will kill you both next time I find you."
Sephiroth's voice was cold and unemotional but he would always remember that this woman and her child were responsible for his discovery that he could kill and for Hojo turning against him.
Once back in the lab two men grabbed Sephiroth and as much as he struggled he could not prevent himself being placed and tied onto the table. Screaming his rage and fury and trying his best to injure the men by any means possible until he realised that he was not going to be set free. Looking up he saw Hojo watching him impassively with a final desperation he screamed Hojo's name pleading with him to help him.
"Shut up."
Hojo stated,
"I'm simply going to see where that strength came from. It won't hurt much and I will not allow weak pathetic children to go outside or do anything ever again do you understand?"
Dumb stuck Sephiroth nodded and looked at Hojo through panic-stricken eyes. Now he had subsided Hojo was free to do as he chose and calmly he produced a thin long needle and stuck it deep inside Sephiroth's right arm then just as calmly started taking blood from him. Green liquid seeped inside a bottle attached to the needle as Sephiroth shrieked in pain and horror at what he saw. This isn't what the other children's blood looked like when he had cut them with his swords. This was glowing brightly and was the wrong colour.
"I said to shut up!"
Hojo was getting annoyed now this wasn't what he had taught Sephiroth to act like. Sephiroth was acting just like every other child he had seen and god knew Sephiroth was not an ordinary child.
"Do you want me to tell your mother what a baby you've been acting like? Do you?!"
Sephiroth became silent at once, he had been told about his mother. Jenova was a gorgeous woman but if you upset her then her wrath was unlimited if Jenova spoke you obeyed and at once. Wide-eyed he stared up at Hojo as the man brought out a small knife and proceeded to dip it into what looked like black ink. Without warning Hojo slashed the knife downwards then across Sephiroth's left arm.
"There this will mark you as what you are. A working experiment, my first one!"
Hojo half snarled half shouted at the boy. Suddenly he began laughing insanely and Sephiroth stared up at him with fear and pain in his eyes. He felt a sort of tingling as the cut from the knife stopped bleeding and started healing itself the skin coming together as though it had never been cut apart by the knife. The only reminder that it had ever been there was a small black number one embedded deep in his arm. Sephiroth longed to scratch it and try to get it off but his arms were still tied.
Furious now he pulled at the chains around his arms and legs, feeling a strange power deep within the same one that had allowed him to lift the sword after Hojo had slapped him. With a loud snapping sound the chains broke easily as if they had never been there and Sephiroth sat up a smug grin on his face. Without warning he stood and jumped off the table grabbing Masamune from where he had dropped it on the floor and stood in front of Hojo his voice now clearly showing what he thought of him.
"Now laugh you stupid man and I will take your head off your body like that man through the door!"
Sobered Hojo looked at Sephiroth then calmly as though Masamune was not wavering madly he turned and strode off through the door that led out. Sephiroth stayed where he was for a short while unsure why Hojo had not seemed frightened and even stranger why he had just walked off like that. He soon started off through the door running the huge sword dragging behind him slowing him down but not enough to stop him completely. Having reached the main room of the Shin-ra building though he realised he did not really know what to do next. He looked down at his watch once more, Ten to six, time for physical training and battle experience. Subdued he walked down the red path through various doors not really taking notice of where he was going, he had been there so many times before. Not that any of the others would care if he did not turn up in fact they would probably be relieved but Sephiroth was not going to give them that particular satisfaction. Arriving at the training door he stepped through Masamune still in his hand as he dragged it precariously behind him. Children in the middle of training with their friends and partners stopped and stared as they always did when this strange boy with the silver hair and what they called freaky green eyes.
"Is there a problem?"
Sephiroth queried his voice disdainful knowing he was above all of them after all had he not been told so many times before by all who taught him singly? Slowly the children shook their head and pretended to carry on training but as soon as Sephiroth was looking a different way one of the slightly braver boys tiptoed up behind him and shoved him. Taken by surprise Sephiroth stumbled, tripping over his own sword and falling against the floor to the sounds of childish laughter echoing all around him. Standing up he glared at the boy who had shoved him his hair in disarray but somehow this only served to make him look even more frightening instead of ridiculous.
"I.I. didn't mean to. It was the others they said I should do it. D.d.don't hurt me please Sephiroth."
The boy stuttered, nervously backing away just as Sephiroth had known he would. That hurt that really hurt that no one would even admit to what they did. If they had admitted it Sephiroth could have nearly laughed it off but their fear was only serving to make him even angrier and they could not even tell! Advancing on the boy Sephiroth almost growled
"Shall I show you what happens to children who try to push me around?"
Lifting Masamune he smirked slightly then without caring he brought it down again against the boys throat. This time it did not sever the head but created a satisfying deep red mark against the boys' neck. The boy started gasping and clutching at his throat making gurgling noises. Good. show them all make them realise they were not to hurt him that would teach them right. Sephiroth stood above him smirking even while all the other children stared at their play-mate till one girl started crying softly at first then louder as other children started joining in until the room was full of children screaming and wailing. In amidst all of this one boy slowly suffocating and another silver-haired boy standing proudly then without warning he turned on the girl who had started the crying his face almost transformed into that of a monster in her eyes.
"Shut up! Do you think I want to hear you snivelling? Huh? Do you? Did you not hear me? I said shut up!"
The girl sobbed louder then realising the boy with the huge sword was approaching her. She gulped trying to stop crying as the sounds around the room died off slowly all but the boy who had started everything who had by now stopped gasping and was lying on the floor in a pool of blood. As the teacher of the lesson arrived this was the scene that met his eyes horrified he stared at Sephiroth and was just brave enough to tell him to
"Get out and don't darken my doors again you little runt!"
"Gladly"
Sephiroth stated his voice calm enough to sicken the teacher who felt there should at least have been fear after what had happened. Turning on one foot he strode out and through the door. So he wasn't wanted, so what? He would train on his own, outside. Walking out of the door with the still bloody Masamune he carried on walking until he entered his field. There he started swinging Masamune in fighting motions as though destroying several enemies the red and silver sword glinting cruelly in the sunlight. One day he would become the best Soldier in Shin-ra everybody said so. He practised till his arms became sore then continued a little longer thrusting and parrying even when he felt like he would drop he continued the swish of the sword through air serving to calm him and make him feel at ease again.
It was dark before the small child staggered tiredly through the field making his way home again Masamune making a sharp scraping noise whenever he dragged it across something other than grass. As soon as he got into the doors though a man and woman in white coats surrounded him scolding him for staying out so late. No mention was made of the boy's death and Sephiroth could see the fear in their eyes as he slowly raised the sword upwards again then letting it fall back down watching the fear turn to relief. "I will not be requiring your assistance any further thank you." He walked down the paths and up the five hundred or so stairs to his room lying down on the bed with exhaustion. He spent many days and weeks and even years now practising on his own in that field till the day he was ready to join SOLDIER