Ch.3: Reunited

After a few hours, Sephira opened her eyes to the light of a new morning. She sat up in the bed and looked down at her torso that was wrapped with bandages. She stood up and got a slight head rush. She went over to the mirror and looked at her mended wounds. Then she spread her wing to see if there was anything wrong with it but everything was ok. She put on one of her spare shirts and then slipped her coat back on. Sephira walked out of the village hospital and looked around.

It was a pretty busy town, and Sephira seemed to stand from the crowd. Most likely it was because of her wing and her silver hair. She did have small cuts on her face too. As Sephira walked throughout the village, people started at her awkwardly as if she had ten heads or something. Out of nowhere, a man started shouting and pointing at her. "DEMON! DEMON!" The guards of the village appeared and slowly walked closer to Sephira with their swords in front of them. "Get back you heathen, get back!"

"Hey, hey, wait a second! I'm not a demon!"

The guards looked at her in confusion, "Then explain that there wing on your back!"

"Um well… I'm actually a one winged angel."

After everyone heard that, they all bowed before her as if she was being worshipped. She rubbed the back of her head nervously. She had no clue what was going on. "Ummm… What are you doing?"

One of the guards comes forward and holds one of her hands in between his, "You, miss, are a One Winged Angel!"

"Um yea… I know."

"The goddess statue that we worship is a One Winged Angel as well! Were you sent from the heavens to protect us!"

"Let me think…….ummmmm no. I have other things to take care of." Sephira yanks her hand out of the guard's possession and flies into the air. She waves goodbye as she flies swiftly away from the village.

Meanwhile… The shadow arrives at his quarters and bows before a figure consumed in shadows. "Well Hanzo, what news do you bring me?" The man in the shadows says.

"I saw the demon king destroy another one of the villages. And on my way here, sir, I met a woman with silver hair and one black wing. I remember seeing her from the village. She was injured so I mended her wounds. Then I came back here."

"Then, my pattern of the demon king's targets is… correct, no?"

"Yes, I believe they are, sir."

"Perfect."…

… Sephira lands in the next village and starts to look around. As she walks by a dark alley way, she sees a dark figure with silver hair that swayed in the evening breeze. Knowing how curious she was, she slowly walked down the alley towards the dark figure. She reached the figure and taps it on the shoulder. "Um… excuse me… can you tell me what this place is?"

The figure stretches his arm out to his side along with a big black wing. He looked over his shoulder and looked at her with his teal eye. Then he fully turned around and folded his arms across his muscular torso. "Uh!... Sephiroth!"

"H-how do you know my name? Have we met before?"

"A long time ago… when you were a child, you had a friend named Sephira right?"

"Uh! Umm… yea. But how do you know that!"

Sephira looks up at him, her eyes were shimmering with the light of the moon. Light tears of joy ran down her face as she smiled happily at him. "Sephiroth…It's me… Sephira."

"Sephiroth's face filled with joy and opens his arms wide noticing that she looked exactly like she did when they were kids. "Sephira! It is you!"

Sephira ran into his arms and hugs him tight as he wraps his arms around her. "I missed you a lot Sephira… I've been searching for you ever since our village was destroyed."

"I was looking for you too Sephiroth. I was so afraid being alone."

"You don't have to be afraid anymore Sephira… I'm here now. I'll never leave you to be alone in this place ever again."