Chapter 3: Seraphim
"Before your birth, Hojo devised a plan to clone the perfect copy of an Ancient…." He started. Nadala suddenly rose from the ground.
"Shut up! Don't tell her!" She cried out to him. Other scientists restrained her.
"……." Alex stared at both the man and Nadala, emotionless. "You, Seraph, are the perfect clone of Sephiroth, the perfect Ancient." The man finished. I'm a clone of Sephiroth? My name is Seraph? It sounds so strange, but it fits me perfectly, yes, Seraph is my name and I'm a clone of Sephiroth. It isn't that hard to accept.
"Hmm, you aren't considered his clone, but rather…his sister. However, Sephiroth is no longer here and your destiny is to continue his rein. That's why we must inspect you, perfect weapon." He smirked. I'm him, his sister. So, "You are mine", meant that I'm a part of him.
"How was I created?" Seraphim asked.
"…You were created with Sephiroth's DNA and Jenova's cells, so that you may call the reunion once again." He answered. Nadala cried openly and the other scientists waited for Seraph's reaction. Yes, now that he explains it, I understand everything now. All of my fabricated memories have come back to me, yes that is my destiny and Cloud is also a child of mother, of Jenova. Yes, all of my questions are answered. I must take the place of my brother and become one with him. Seraph stood in thought, completely oblivious to what was going on outside her mind.
"…You better not interfere this time Nadala or else you will meet the same fate as your son." The scientists snapped at her when she tried to break away. The man that hurt Nadala went to the control panel and pressed a strange yellow button. Suddenly, from all directions, robotic arms grasped Seraphim and a hole below her opened up.
"What is this?" Seraph gasped. The hole was pitch black, there seemed to be no bottom to it. The robotic arms that captured her suddenly let go and she tumbled into the dark abyss. I was nothing but an experiment, a copy of Sephiroth, my so-called brother. I'm to continue the reunion and summon Meteor once again...Mother, can you hear me?
Seraph was once again locked in the capsule filled with water. I feel hate and anger. I don't want them to use me. Seraph suddenly placed her hand against the glass and energy brimmed in her fingers.
"Doctor, look at this! Somehow, her energy level is rising! Her power is greater than we have imagined!" Someone said.
"That's impossible! A specimen such as this was created by Hojo is a particular way!" Another exclaimed. "She's no specimen, she's a monster!" A woman scientist screamed.
"Hurry, increase the output, put her to sleep!" Someone ordered. The energy in Seraph increased and the glass began to crack.
"This isn't possible, only the real Sephiroth can have this power!" The violent scientist exclaimed.
"You are my child, not their specimen." A voice whispered in my ear…is that you Mother? I believed in her words and I broke the case, tumbling out. Seraph stood up, completely soaked, and unsheathed her dagger. A wicked smile appeared on her face.
"You made my body, but everything else is mine." She said. Suddenly, her dagger was engulfed with pure, white light and it transformed into a long katana with a red blade.
"Now, prepare yourself to mother's judgment." Seraph hissed.
"…Ale…No, Seraph, don't do this!" Nadala screamed. My heart is beating faster and I feel like obeying the woman that betrayed me, but I can't listen to her, I must complete my purpose. Seraph, with immense power, blasted the roof open with a bright energy ray that blasted from her palm.
"…I won't kill you all just yet, but make no mistake, your death is inescapable." She said and leapt into the sky.
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Hmm…what is this feeling? It's familiar, but I can't put a finger on it. Somehow, I feel drawn to it. Cloud Strife drove through the endless plains on his motorcycle pondering on his thoughts. Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
"Hello?" Cloud asked when he turned it on.
"Cloud, it's me, Tifa. Are you coming home?" Tifa Lockheart asked. Softly, Cloud chuckled.
"Yeah Tifa, I'm coming." He answered. He heard a sigh of relief from her and he raised an eyebrow, puzzled.
"Alright Cloud, come back in one piece okay?" Tifa chuckled.
"I'll do that." He answered and hung up. Sephiroth is finally dead and it's time for me to move on. He won't be coming back, ever. Sephiroth, if you can hear me, I'm erasing you from my memories, my past. Cloud drove on, with the wheels of his motorcycle spinning, rendering the dirt into the air.
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Vincent Valentine sat on top of a tree, thinking and recalling events in his past.
"Lucrecia…Will I ever be able to repent for my sins? Will I be forever in the darkness groping for the light?" He thought out loud. Suddenly a sharp pain stabbed into his head and nearly made him fall out of the tree. What is this pain? Why am I feeling this feeling…a familiar feeling…? A flash of light blinded him and he was taken into a dream-state. He felt awkward when he noticed that the only darkness came from him. Suddenly, a woman appeared before him…Lucrecia.
"L-Lucrecia?" Vincent gawked. Gently, her hands touched his cheeks and she stroked them gently with her slender, smooth fingers. He felt his face heat up and Lucrecia began to change. She disappeared and the woman that took her place was a woman with long silver hair and light blue eyes. This girl seemed to be only in her teens and she stood there staring at Vincent, emotionless. This girl, what do I feel towards her? I feel a sort of sense of joy and love, but not that kind of love, but more like a family love. Vincent suddenly extended his hand towards her, but she too disappeared and he was taken back to reality.
"…Was that a vision? Who was that girl?" He asked himself and stared at the starry night.
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As if my life depended on it, I ran away from the lab as quick as I can. Countless miles I ran and countless monsters I slashed away. When Seraph finally came to a stop, she suddenly noticed a strange feeling inside of her.
"Bring me to life." The voice said to her. Whose voice is that? What is this strange feeling? I feel like being drawn to something. Hmm, I shouldn't ponder on these thoughts or else I'll become an easy target. She walked down the dirt road, lined up with trees with the sun at the horizon. A stray wind swept past her and she sniffed a faint scent behind her. Slowly, Seraph turned around and a man, taller than her with long, flowing silver hair stood staring at her with emotionless eyes. Sephiroth is here, why? W-What is this feeling inside of me! I feel like my heart is ripping out by someone! The man walked slowly towards her and cupped Seraphim's chin.
"So, you've found out…my sister." He smiled warmly. What am I supposed to feel, relief, anger, fear, sorrow?
"My brother…" Seraph started but Sephiroth placed his thumb over her lips, stopping her from speaking anymore.
"Mother has decided to bring me back to this world through you. You see…You are me, my resting place. My sister, with your memories back, I'll be able to come back to this world once you complete a particular task which I won't say. Do this for me, for mother." He said quietly and slowly began to fade.
"B-Brother…" Seraph was not able to say anything, though she desperately wanted to.
"You are a part of me sister…" He whispered before completely disappearing.
"…I'm being used…" She said quietly and continued on her way.
Phew, maybe I shouldn't do three stories at a time. Well, Chapter 3 is finished. Next, Chapter 4: Conscious Read and Review please!
Again, I changed Seraphim to Seraph.
Okay, new update...Seraph is changed to Seraphim (Just the title). Umm...I found out that someone already used that title...Sorry!