Merci Pour Le Venin, Cloud.

By: XSadXEmoXKidX

Disclaimer: I do not own FF7 or any of it's characters.

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Sephiroth starred down into the pitch black nothingness that used to consume like a tomb. He felt faint, and caught himself before falling.

"Why..." He clutched his hair in angry fists. "Why was I created?" He collapsed on the ground and slammed his fists on the cold, hard Earth. Soon, tears started rolling down his pale cheeks from his beautiful green slit eyes, which were horribly blood shot.

He managed to get himself up and linger over the edge of the hole.

"I am a victim. I have been used… by mother." He plunges over the edge, and as he falls, he remembers…

"Father, who is my mother?"

Hojo laughed as he prepared the shot. "Your mother… Was an ancient…Her name was Jenova. You see Sephiroth, you are of very important blood. Now pull up your sleeve…"

As Hojo injects the shot, the flash back ends.

Sephiroth flips over so he is falling face down. He laughs manically. "… mother…" He closes his eyes.

"So… who are your parents?" Zack asked while playing with his hair.

"My mother is Jenova, and my father…" He starts to laugh as the flash back ends.

"Why…" Sephiroth's eyes open dimly.

Sephiroth pulls off another book from the shelves. "Mother? ... Jenova… Ancient…"

He hits the wall with his fist as hard as he can. "I AM THE HEIR TO THIS WORLD!"

He rips the book in half and starts laughing manically. "They don't deserve this world… the traitors…" He faced upwards. "YOU TRAITORS!" The flash back ends.

"Why… was I… created?..."

Cloud looked over at the flames. Sephiroth gave him a malicious smile and walked off into the fiery pit. This flash back ends.

"Cloud…"

Sephiroth stands in the reactor on Mount. Nibelheim. His sword forced into Cloud's torso.

Sephiroth laughs in Cloud's face. "You, of all people, thought you could stop me, The Great Sephiroth? Fool!" While Sephiroth is mocking him, Cloud is gathering strength. "You're just a worthless guard… You're no help to anyone! In fact, you're better off dead…" With this last sentence, Cloud lifted Sephiroth up through his Masamune, and threw him over the edge.

And now, he is falling again… into black nothingness.

"Cloud… fault… Cloud's fault…Cloud's…" Sephiroth crossed his arms over his chest. "Cloud… this is your fault… fault…" His eyes suddenly bursted open. "CLOUD! THIS IS YOUR FAULT, CLOUD! THIS IS YOUR-…"

Merci Pour Le Venin, Cloud.

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