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Legend: 'italics'- mental telepathy-thingy. You know what I mean O.o
Italics – thoughts, but not in P.O.Vs
Chapter 1: Into the Abyss
P.O.V.
Hell. That's where I am. The land of where wicked souls has been thrown into to repay their cruelty. Where I was thrown into for further punishment and pain.
As I entered the realm of the dead, I saw many souls. Happy souls. Depressed souls. Angry souls. And everything in between. Everything from laughter and screams of woe and misery, and cries of anger. But I had no time to observe the others furthers as I was pulled, harshly by an invisible hand, whisking me to the land of where, I knew, I will spend the rest of my months, days, and years in: hell. A simple four-lettered word that strikes fear into people's hearts. Hell, the giant torture chamber of the planet. Hell, the revenge of the Planet's grievances. Where sinful souls reside to meet their price. Where the damned are condemned to suffer. It takes pain to a whole new level.
"Psst….it's him…" A loud whisper came from the side.
"Whoa, really?"
"Duh, dimwit! Who else has those….."
Who else has long silver hair that reaches to his knees? Who else has glowing green Mako eyes that practically glow in the dark? Who has that pale skin and that incredibly long sword that no one else in the surface of the Planet could wield? (AN: You know, for those haven't guessed it yet, this is a drop-dead giveaway, isn't it?) I'm sick of it. Why can't I be normal…….?
The invisible hand dropped me onto the cold stone floor. A jolt of pain shot up from the hard fall. Chains materialized around my wrists and ankles, making me a real prisoner of hell.
'Arise, Sephiroth…'
"……" I stood up. Before me was a cloaked figure.
'Are you aware of the sins you have done?'
I burned a whole town, killed hundreds upon hundreds of innocents, and could have wiped all life in the Planet by calling the Meteor and to become god. Oh sure, I'm completely clean.
'I assume then you do, then.'
"…….."
'Come with me, to your place in this world.' the cloaked figure started towards a dark tunnel.
I sighed, and followed him. What else was there to do?
As I entered the mouth of the cave, shrieks of pain and torment ringed in my ears. All around me were prisoners chained to the cave walls. Where they were punished.
There were some unusual punishments; one person was sitting before a large rock where a large feast of food was laid. But the food was rotten; the man kept eating the foul buffet, but when he nearly finished the fare, more rotten food will be placed in front of him again, and so on. I raised an eyebrow on the odd task.
'Punishments given are suited against the sins you have done.' The voice spoke into my mind. 'As you can see, this man has done the sin of gluttony.'
That realization hit hard. What will they do to me then? I have done the most unimaginable deed on the face of planet; what penalty would they give to equal this?
A dark evil laugh answered my question. 'You will find out soon enough, fallen angel.'
I sighed again. What have I done to myself? How could I be so dumb to believe that stupid bitch JENOVA? That bitch tricked me, saying she was my mother and we will rule the Planet together, and I played right into her hands! I was so blinded in hate and anger, I was so sick of all the lies, and tried to find the truth, but in the end I still lived a whole lie. That bastard Hojo…..I also believed him. He tricked me. JENOVA tricked me. ShinRa tricked me. The whole world tricked me. I was just a weapon to be used in their advantage. So in the process they stay behind and don't get hurt. I'm just war machine, to get them all the glory! I was naïve, to the end.
'In case you are wondering, your dear mother is dead, and buried deep into the core of the planet.'
" She's not my mother." I hissed.
'Oh, she's not?'
"No."
'Who is your mother then?' The voice was taunting me.
I paused. Who is my real mother? It certainly isn't JENOVA. I have found out she was just a damn alien injected into me. Haha. Mother indeed. More like a parasite.
"I don't know."
He chuckled. He motioned me to follow him to the narrow passageway.
At the end of the tunnel was a small chamber, an enclosed space that would make a miner claustrophobic.
'This is your room'
"….."
'Not much of talker are you?'
"….."
The cloaked figure laughed quietly. 'It will do you good then. You won't be talking to anyone for a long time.'
He exited the room, shutting the wooden door at the mouth of the cave behind him. I heard a jangle of keys and a metal scraping sound as the door locked. Footsteps faded away as he walked away.
I stared blankly at the crude stone walls around me as waited for what is in store for me….
Author's note:
This was finished at December 24, 2004. (in Philippine time anyway o.O)
Thanks to:
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Ducky in Spandex: ding You're right! It's Sephy!!!!!!
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