A/N: SHORT update. It would have been longer and up sooner but I was working on it this morning when the stupid sky decided to have a stupid storm and stupidly turn off the stupid power and stupidly erase all i had done that morning. Then, I went and threw some of my anger off at GTA:VC and then I had to clean my stupid room (which took like 2 hrs hehe) OKAY I know you don't care that much and prolly just want to read it. It's a short update but it explains the main reason that Sephianna and Ahriana need Piper. And I promise you won't like it!

-Chapter Ten-
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"No way!" Nari and Evan chorused.

"How can that be?" Zalèa asked. "How'd he know about Piper?"

"I went back in time and placed a sphere in the Den of Woe, about five minutes before they arrived," Shinra said, holding it in his hand. "Want to watch it?"

Piper nodded quickly. She knew there was something creepy about him. Maybe he'd explain how he knew about her.

Shinra looked nervously at Piper then sighed, turning on the sphere.

The endless black of the Den of Woe was everywhere. The only light was the pyreflies. Two little girls were huddled in a corner. "Sephy. There's someone in here," Ahriana said, her voice trembling.

The other girl stood up, her face becoming dark and angry. "Who's there?" she called out. Nothing. "Who's there?!" she repeated, her voice rising. Sephianna crossed her arms and she began to emit a soft blue light. "I'm warning you. Show your face!"

"Going to hurt me, are you?" said a male who was operating a sphere camera. Neal. "Two little girls?" He neared the two, a smirk across his lips. Emerald eyes blazed with power.

"Back off!" Sephianna cried, her aura flaring.

Neal dropped the sphere, his hands flying to his neck. It must have been a spell because both the girls were too far to strangle the man themselves. "Please...stop...!" he gasped.

Ahriana came into view, an amethyst colored aura surrounding her. Her tiny fists were clenched tightly. "Who are you?!" she demanded. She unclenched her fists a little.

"I can help you," he said, breathing hard.

"Let's hear it," Sephianna said, still watching him like a hawk.

"I know about the Promised Land. I know who, when, and where the girl you need is. Her name is Piper, and she's coming," Neal smiled as both girls lowered their defenses.

Ahriana crossed her arms, standing beside the other girl, not much shorter than she was. It was a strange sight; a fully grown man intimidated by two toddlers. "When?"

"Over sixteen years. The girl hasn't even been born yet," Neal said. For an Al Bhed, he spoke the Spiran language well, with an accent of some other unknown culture. "But when she does come, make sure she does not befriend the children of the last summoner and her friends."

"Then we just get her over Mt. Nibel and everything will be okay," Sephianna said.

"It's no longer called Mt. Nibel. And the town under it is no longer Nibelhiem," Neal spoke. He knelt on the ground, so he was eye level with the two girls. "It's Mount Gagazet, and the ruins of Zanarkand." He glanced at Ahriana, "Your father will be there."

The girl, clad in violet, shook her head. "He is dead. Over five thousand years dead."

"Of course. You'll see soon," the Al Bhed smirked again. "Do you know what to do once you take her to Zanarkand?"

"Summon Odin," Sephianna answered smartly.

Nodding, Neal said, "Correct. Summoning Odin will perform the right amount of sacrifices for the Ancient."

"And Jenova will be reborn in her," Ahriana said, a childish, toothy grin appearing on her lips.

"The Promised Land will return. Spira will be a thing of the past," Sephianna giggled.

"Come along. I'll show you the world you once knew," Neal said, taking the two girls out of the cave.


Piper stared at the sphere, her face emotionless. Jenova. She knew the name. Her father had spoken about it once to her mother. She wasn't supposed to have heard, but she was curious. Curiousity killed the chocobo, she repeated the golden phrase in her mind. If she hadn't been so curious, she would have left. What if they got me? she wondered. Jenova, the bringer of the Promised Land, would be reborn. In me. I would kill every person in Spira, and return to death myself. She shuddered, biting down hard on her lower lip. "I'm going home," she announced.

Zalèa looked at Piper, almost hurt. "What for?"

"Jenova... it's... not good," Piper said quietly. "Odin is a god of death. He will kill... a lot of people. Jenova," she closed her eyes stretching back into her memories of eavesdropping on her parents. "Jenova is, in a sense, the mother of Sephiroth. He was created from her essence. If Jenova is reborn, Spira is done for."

"So?" Nari said, with extreme confidence. "We won't let them get you!"

"C'mon Piper," Evan said, smiling slightly, "You can't give up now."

Copper locks fell in her face as she shook her head. "No. If I don't go home, you could all die. Don't you get it?"

"Yeah," Zalèa nodded. "But you don't think we're going to let ourselves die, do you? We have names to live up to. Apparently, so do you."

"But if you want to leave, go ahead," Evan shrugged.

"We're still going to figure out what Neal has to do with any of this and how half of this is possible," Nari said.

Piper looked at her new friends. The adventure seemed thrilling, and daring. It was tearing her up inside. She wanted to stay in Spira, and fight for her right to live. But going home was the only sane answer. "Sorry," she shook her head. "Just tell me how to work this and you guys can be on your way," she said, holding out the time-key.

"Walk through the door," Shinra said, "and think about anything in your home."

Waving softly at her friends, she thought about her little home in Kalm. She closed her eyes, stepping through the sliding door. Nothing happened. When she opened her eyes, she was on the other side of the door. "Why didn't it work?" she asked.

"It might be broken," Shinra said, walking over to an older, dusty door in the back of the room. It seemed pointless, a door that could be walked around. "This is the Time-Porter," he said proudly. Pulling out a keyboard on the side, he began to type in something long. He finally pressed the final key, and a bright light flashed.

"Home," Piper whispered. She could see the first room in her house. It was lit up, but no one was in there.

"Just step through," Shinra instructed.

Taking a deep breath, Piper waved again to her friends, "Bye," and closed her eyes, stepping through. She felt an odd sensation, like being torn in two. She opened her mouth to scream, as the sensation became pain, but nothing escaped her lips. A moment later she fell on the ground. Not in her house. She wasn't home. That was for sure. When she opened her eyes, she saw a rocky terrain. Old, destroyed buildings. A girl with purple hair. Shit.


A/N: Egad, purple hair. Well now we know she's in trouble. And she's in a place she doesn't know ::coughZanarkandcough:: yeah. To Saikia: of course I have a reviewer plushie of you. But your not the shortest. I am. I'm 5'1 so HA! Lol. To Emmy: OH NO! ::tackles Emma and superglues her to Evan:: There. Now you can stay here and be blissfully happy. Hehe. To shortygirl: Cool. Nice hearing from you again. To Lady Complicated: All questions will be answered soon. Very soon.
Definitely making this series a trilogy or longer. Romance is being put off until the next story. ::goes to change the genres:: Always - Letselina