Estuans interius ira vehementi
Estuans interius ira vehementi
Sephiroth
Sephiroth
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Sephiroth was shaking with anger. Hojo had told him to kill his love for the Masamune. He had then taken Sphiroth's prized possession. As he made his way toward his room, the few SOLDIERs that were still in the hallways quickly scurried to the side, letting their very, very mad general pass without a second glance.
Amazingly, Sephiroth was able to sustain his anger so that he wouldn't pull the door off it's hinges and then slam it down. He couldn't be rude to Zack, who had his girlfriend(not Aeris, yet) over. He was then able to silently make it to his room.
His bedroom, was a bed, a desk, and a dresser. There was also a door leading into a private bathroom. The desk had a few papers upon it, along with a torn up picture of Hojo. He walked over to it, picked up the picture, took out his knife, and began to stab his face. He smirked and silently laughed as he threw it into the trash bin that was beside his desk. Sitting down, he opened the first drawer. Looking through it, he noticed that someone had gone through his files. Eye twitching, Sephiroth took out all of the files.
They were all out of order. He had kept them in the arrangement of dates in which he got them. It was obviously a prank, and Zack wasn't stupid enough to pull it. The said person must still have been somewhere in the house, maybe Zack's girlfriend... Sephiroth thought. He shook his head. No, she's still here. Zack would've kicked her out if she even set foot in my room. He smirked. Then he heard a strange noise from the bathroom, like a whine. He stealthily walked over to the door and stood beside it.
"Crap!" said a male voice. "We're going to get caught!"
"Shut up!" a hushed voice ordered. "We have to find Sephiroth's underwear drawer... now, where would I be if I were the general's underwear?" Sephiroth quirked an eyebrow. 'Under-wear drawer?' Why would they need to look at my under-wear drawer? He wondered stupidly. Of course, since no one was stupid enough. No one pulled pranks on him, so he never really understood what happened in a prank.
"On his ass!" the other voice chirped happily. There was a slight groan and a smack.
"I mean his underwear drawer," it sighed.
"Oh," another sigh. "I believe his dresser!" it chirped peppily.
"You're a genius!" the other one laughed lightly. Sephiroth moved so that he was just behind the area in which the door opened to, therefor he would be obscured from the two's view. The door opened fully, hitting Sephiroth lightly in the stomach. A guy with a regular ShinRa military uniform came out, followed by another. The first had ruffled brown hair that reached his temples, while the second had silky hair that reached his shoulders. The first one looked around and then walked over to the dresser. Sephiroth's eye twitched, they were in for a big surprise.
The second one followed timidly after the first, who had already opened the first drawer.
"We are going to get caught..." he said nervously. "I think we should just forget about it, John."
"Wow," John said. "Bob,(it's a fun name)" he sighed. "You have to see this." Bob scurried over and looked in as well. Sephiroth vaguely remembered throwing the Wutain weapons in that drawer... as well as most of the pictures of the ShinRa executives that he had thrown in there as well. He cringed, now he remembered. He stabbed each one a few times before throwing the whole lot of photos on top of the foreign weaponry. He especially stabbed Scarlet's the most...
-Flash back-
(In the office of Scarlet, Head of Weapon's Development)
"Sephiroth," the twenty-one year old asked. "How old are you again?"
"18 in one hour," he had stated dully. She smiled.
"And you are to be head of the ShinRa military, no?"
"Yes," he nodded slightly.
"Have you received anything from Hojo?" she asked, tilting her head and bringing her hands to her chin. "A report on the executives and such?" she continued.
"No." she looked a little surprised. "But, I am to go to office and office in order to familiarize myself with the staff." She scrunched up her face.
"Have they given you anything?" he nodded slightly, she looked confused again.
"Yes, picture's stating their name and their job." She nodded and opened a drawer on her desk, looking through it for something.
"You know, Sephy..."
"Sephi-roth," he corrected. She nodded.
"Right. Well, Sephi-roth, I wanted you to have this." She bent down out of view and then shot up in her chair, writing something on the back of a picture. She handed him the picture. "Don't look at it until you get back to your room." he nodded as he stood up and walked out of the door.
(In his bedroom)
Sephiroth took the picture of Scarlet out of his pocket. She was wearing a bra and her underwear. There was a kiss mark beside it, along with a note.
'Love ya' my Sephy-wephy.' it read. He quickly turned it over and it read: the date he had received it, Scarlet, and Head of Weapons Devolvement. He kept all of the pictures in top condition until he knew the people by heart, which was about a month later, then he stabbed each one. Scarlet's and Hojo's were the ones that were most torn up.
-End Flash back-
John picked up the photo of Scarlet, half of it falling off.
"'Love ya' my Sephy-wephy?!'" he said, now very confused. Bob's eyes darted.
"Are you sure he won't be back for a while?" Bob asked, voice cracking.
"Yes, I'm sure. Because he went to Hojo's lab tonight, you know he's always there until about one o'clock." he waved his friend off.
"But... it is one o' clock..." John dropped the picture, and looked around. Then he noticed that the files were out on the desk.
"Didn't you put those away?" he asked, very scared now.
"Yes," Bob responded, making his way to the window. After opening it and climbing out, John slowly did the same... unfortunately for him, Sephiroth had decided to confront him. John turned around and hit the general's stomach. Of course, being him... he had no idea what the general looked like. Sephiroth had Bob's collar and was holding him in position. Bob was very pale, his eye twitching every so slightly.
"Who are you?" John asked, looking up at Sephiroth.
"I believe that I am the one who should be asking questions," he said coldly. John looked over to the pale Bob, only after Bob had mouthed 'he's the general,' did it get through John's mind.
"You're.... you're the general...?" he asked, fear in his voice. Sephiroth nodded slightly.
"Why are you in here?" he asked coldly. John paled.
"Well, we uh... were dared to..." The rating that has been set onto this fanfic will not allow what was said, be
said. Instead, we'll just skip to the part where Sephiroth throws them out of the sixth floor window. They both survived by landing on the unlucky security guards that where making there rounds.
Sephiroth sighed and rubbed his temples. He was going to have to steal the Masamune back from Hojo. He started to pace. After the recent incident, it proved that he needed it. He continued to pace back and forth across his bedroom floor, grumbling every once in a while.
(Meanwhile, in the living room)
Zack frowned. Sephiroth wasn't anywhere to be seen. Not even a sound from his room, which was still black. He looked down at the ball of human flesh rolled up against his side. Sighing, he stood up, doing a little stretch.
"What's wrong dear?" his girlfriend said drearily.
"I'm worried about Seph. He hasn't come home yet." He too, started to pace. His girlfriend watched him. Sighing, she sat with her legs brought up to her chin.
"He's a big general," she stated. "He can take care of himself." Zack nodded.
"But not against Hojo..." he trailed off as he continued to pace, unbeknownst to him, he and Sephiroth were doing the same exact thing. Her eyes widened.
"You mean..." she asked, part trailed off.
"Yeah, Alex," he stopped pacing in order to give her a smile, but quickly continued. "Something bad happened... You know..." she nodded in agreement. He sat back down on the couch, alert as ever, as Alex laid down on his shoulder.
(Back in Sephiroth's room)
Sephiroth was still pacing. He glanced at the clock that rested on the bathroom counter. Three o' clock. Frowning, he went back to pacing. Too bad the gym wasn't open, or else he would be able to destroy some machinery, or et least damage Zack's face with the medicine ball. Waving away the thought, Sephiroth continued to pace.
Not one thing he did would go unnoticed by another staff member. It was almost as if Hojo had stuck security cameras into his room. He stopped pacing and let his eyes dart for a moment. Then, he went back to pacing. He had to get it back!
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Estuans interius ira vehmenti
Estuans interius ira vehmenti
Sephiroth
Sephiroth
A/N: This was another random thing brought to you by my mind. My mind is unstable and can cause other's to look away in disgust. If you like that sort of thing, you're my friend. I have no idea what else to do, but I won't stand idly by and watch this fic die. But, I need some encouragement and some Reviews. Hmm... maybe the Review monster ate them all... while I ponder that... go, and do something else... like read another fanfic.
Disclaimer: I do not own the ShinRa, Hojo, the Masamune, Wutai, Scarlet, Zack, or my beloved Sephiroth(I believe Squaresoft does)... but I will one day! Buahahahahahaha! Ahem, I do, on the other hand own John, Bob, and Alex. Oh, also. The song was created by Nobuou Emastu(I think that's how it's spelled) and is called the One Winged Angel. It's my favorite song in the whole wide world, if you've heard it. That's great. If not. You will burn in the bowels of Hell... Sephiroth-less!