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a/n: Uh here it begins. Enjoy!

? POV:

"There you are. Now please do tell me who you are. There's a good girl." the man (who was called Rufus) said soothingly.

"Sh-Shiloh."

"And how old are you?"

"I...don't know..." I said, grabing ahold of the sides of my head in thought.

"Looks to be about 18. Make a note of everything that she does," Rufus said over his shoulder to a large, bald, black man wearing sunglasses."That's alright. Now, where did you come from?"

I didn't say anything this time. My head was buzzing with so much noise, and so many images that I could barely think. But I finally whispered, "I don't know."

And then they took me away. But when I was exiting the dim room I saw that another man and Rufus were talking. The other man had bright red hair and carried a baton of some sort. What am I? I asked myself as I was led into another room. Was I a monster? I pondered about that for a while, but could not think of anything. All I remember is a tall man with long whitish-silver hair saying to me, "Do your duty...mother."

But why was he calling me his mother? He was definitly older than me. Oh that's right. I'm 17. I supose I will just have to tell Rufus later.

Just then pain shot through my whole body. I saw images and memmories that I didn't remember ever having aquired.

"Ugh..." I moaned while clutching at anything and everything that my hands could reach. I clawed at the floor, my bed, and then my skin. The skin with the ugly marks all over it. After a few momments I calmed down and the pain subsided. And the visions of the silver haired men evaporated. I panted and got back up and sat back on my bed.

I waited in that room for a few hours before they came back to get me again. And when I re-entered the room it's like Rufus hadn't even moved. He just smiled and motioned for me to come and join him by the window. I did. Tentatively. I was still unsure of these strange new people. I wondered why Rufus had all of the bandages all over himself.

"I, uh...remembered how old I was." I mumbled to my feet.

"Good!"

"Seventeen. I remember now. But, that's all."

"Wonderful! My associets and I here, will be helping you with your memmory."

I nodded my head a fraction, but he saw, and motioned to a chair. And once I was settled he began, "You my dear are very special. You have a gift. One that could destroy all of humanity if not used properly. I know I'm being a little harsh and blunt, but it's the only way to tell you. Rude, bring the photos over here please."

Rude (the bald guy) came over with a handful of pictures of damage and wreckage. I starred at them once they were placed in my delicate fingers. Visions of screaming, running, crying, burning people flew into my mind. But I still didn't know what he was talking about. I didn't want to know."No more. Take it away."

Shaking, I turned and made to leave the room, but then I heard him say quietly, "Do you really want to know who you are? Why you have those marks all over yourself?"

I stopped, but I did not say anything. I really wasn't sure. But I think he took it as a yes because he said, "You are not really a whole person, just bits and pieces. You see..."

By now I had sunk back down in one of the cusiony leather chairs, and could barely breath. I was concentrating too hard I guess.

"Two years ago, a boy by the name of Cloud, destroyed the most evil man imaginable. Sephiroth. I will tell you about him later, but for now all you have to know is who he is, and who another part of him is. Jenova, she is what Cloud also destroyed. But our problem is that she found her way into our precious lifestream. And has infected hundreds with a disease called Geostigma, or Stigma. These two want to destroy the world and use it as a vessel to take over the universe. And when the children born with the stigma, or are infected with it, die they can come together to kill the Earth slowly from the inside, in the lifestream." he slowly turned his wheelchair from the window, where it seems he had been for the whole 48 hours that I can remember being alive, and looked at me.

"You have it. That's what all those marks are on your arms and legs and face. I too have the stigma. As you can see. Not from being born with it of course, but being infected because of my own stupidity." and he gave a light chuckle as he carted in front of the chair I was in. I stayed silent, too shocked to move much. But I clutched at my arms, not wanting to let go for fear of the disease to spread any further.

"Now, I am afraid I have to inform you of what you are. You my dear are the vessel for Jenova. You have been chosen, found, and absorbed for the benefit of those two. If Rude and Reno hadn't located you when we did, then you would have been lost to us. Kadaj and his gang would have taken you, used you for your purpose, and then disposed of you. Then they would have released terror upon the world once again. And we couldn't have that now could we?" he said smiling kindly and snapping his fingers at Reno (the red-haired man). Reno then rushed over with a large woolen blanket, and a white cloak which he drapped over Rufus' head, and hurried back to his post.

I snuggled up in the warpth of the blanket and listened to Rufus once again. "Now my dear, I am going to tell you what you need to do in order to stay safe. First of all, you will need to change your clothes. Rude will give them to you once you go back to your room. Next, you will have to hide in a place where they would never think to look for you. And then I want you to stay quiet. No telling anyone who you are, or anything about you. Unless you meet anyone by the name of Cloud Strife, Tifa Lockheart, Vincent Valentine, Barret Wallace, Yuffie Kisaragi, Red XIII, Cid Highwind, or Cait Sith. They all would be glad to help you. But you are to tell NO ONE who you are under any circumstances."

I nodded and he motioned for me to leave, suddenly looking drawn under his own blanket. And just when Rude and I were almost to the door Rufus called over to us, "Rude, make sure she puts on the mask."

I had no idea what he was talking about, that is until Rude got me back to my room. There I saw my new clothes. Nothing special, just a pair of dark grey pants, a loose white shirt, a pair of white socks, and baige/white slipper/pair of shoes. But then something caught my eye, a pure white hat looking thing. Except it had these two pieces of cloth hanging on it. Just as if, when you turn it around, it would fit perfectly over the eyes and connect in the back.

I had finnished changing into the clothes and odd hat when I let Rude back in to take a look at my dressing handy work, you know, just to make sure I didn't do anything wrong in my lack of mind. He walked in, sighed, and looked like what he was having to do was babysit a little girl. A little girl that just saw her very first pet fish die, and didn't know why it was taking such a long nap, and he had to tell her what happened.

"No, no, no. You uh...have to wear it like this." he said coughing and pulling off my hat. He then told me to pull up my hair and place it so that when I put on the hat it would hide all of it. To make sure no one could guess who I was. But then he did something odd, even more so then the looks of the hat. He took up the two flaps of cloth and actually did place them over my eyes. He then turned me around and took the straps comming off the fabric and pulled them back tightly. I felt one last tug, and heard a few small clicks. But, he did not remove the cloth.

I reached up a hand to the back of my head and felt the stinging of ice cold metal. I felt around a little more and I realized with a sudden new wave of shivers, that it was a lock. I turned around to where I thought the door was and asked in a shaking voice, "Rude...come and take this off for me...please."

No answer, "Rude. Rude please take this off and put it on the right way."

Still no sound, and I was screaming now, "Rude! Come back! Please take it off! What are you DOING!"

And then I heard the faint closing of the door, and the swish of the lock. I immediatly began tugging, and pulling at the ridiculous thing that was on my head, but it wouldn't budge. It almost seemed to get tighter. I couldn't stand it. It seems ridiculous that I am acting like this, but if you were just reintroduced into the world with no knowledge, you'd be scarred too. Where was I? Who am I? What is this fucking thing on my head? And I screamed. Like it was comming from my dying breath. Being in the dark reminded me of...of...him. Like I had just seen...no like I had just heard someone. Someone by the name of Sephiroth. Creeping up, and killing me in my own dark, miserable, painful world.

Time Jump! The next Day:

I woke up to the sound of the door creeking on it's hinges as it swung open. I opened my eyes, but everything was still black. Oh that's right, I was blind now.

"Shiloh? Are you awake? I need to talk with you." it was Rufu's voice. How I hated him now.

So I did not respond, only rolled over and ignored him. But all I heard was a soft chuckle. "Now, now. There is no need for that. This is for your protection. All part of the plan. If you would please come with me, Iwill tell you."

I couldn't help it. I got up and followed the sounds of his receeding footsteps. Finally I made it into the room. I held out my hands and shuffled forwards, I knew there were pillars, and I didn't want to walk into one.

Once I had found the chair and sat down Rufus began, "The mask you are wearing serves good purpose. I did not do that just for fun. Your eyes are a certain shade of blue that is very special. It shows the mark of being the vessel for Jenova. If you had a chance to look at them you might have noticed that, you have a green-blue color that is very distinctive. But your natural color is that strikingly light, light blue color. That mark sends out the signal to Kadaj and his group that you are the holder of Jenova."

I understood now, but I was still mad at him.

"How am I supposed to know where I am going?" I asked him trying to face the direction of his voice.

"Use your sences my dear. If you really do have Jenova inside you, then you will be able to see without really seeing." and he left me. He told me that Reno would take me to Midgar so I could go into hiding. He also told me that he would like to take me himself, but that he was expecting someone.

And so I was led away into some sort of vehicle. But I had to wait all alone inside for a while, because just then someone roared up on their motorcycle. I heard him trudge up the stairs and dissapear inside, but not before locking Reno out. After a while he left and soon after that Reno and Rude came out and started up the car.

We drove for about an hour and I was taken maybe two blocks away from a building that had a sign that said, 'Strife Delivery Service'. Or that's what Rude told me before he gave a quick hug as he said goodbye. Once they were gone, I immediatly felt the empty feeling of being small, and alone. And in the corner of my ear I heard the low rumble of voices and cars. And I walked towards the noise. I had found that Rufus' words were true. I trusted my instincts and hadn't run into anything yet. But I still ran my hand along the side of the building that I was walking next to just in case. When I rounded the corner, I was blasted by noise. It was almost overpowering. But I managed to take a step forwards.

I think I stayed right there the entire day. From 11:30 in the morning to 8:45 at night. It had gotten colder and I was having a hard time standing up. Only four days into my new life and it wasn't turning out to be so good. I decided then to go and sit down. I put my foot out and found a curb. And after I sat I felt that there was someone else nearby.

"Who's there?" I called out softly.

"Me." It sounded like it was a little boy speaking.

"Hello Me..." I said smiling sadly to nothing in particular.

"Hello...who are you?" he asked, and I felt him sit down next to me.

"I'm...Shiloh. Just Shiloh."

I could tell that he was starring at me because I felt prickling on the back of my neck.

"What's that on your head?"

"This? Oh...well...I don't want to talk about it." I mumbled pulling at a piece of the fabric absent mindedly.

"My name is actually Denzel. Not Me."

"That's a nice name."

"Thank you." I then felt a small finger press soflty on the skin where my Stigma was.

"You have Geostigma?"

"Yeah..."

"I do too."

"Really?"

"Yes. Not as much as you do though. I bet yours hurts more." he whispered.

I didn't say anything. And we just sat there together. Equalls in our own troubles. And then he asked me, "Do you wear that thing because you don't want anybody to see?"

I looked in his general direction and asked, "See what?"

"Your Stigma."

I thought for a moment and answered, "I guess so."

All of a sudden I felt him jump away from me. And then he asked, "Do you have any parents?"

I shook my head no.

"Then you should come back with me. I don't have any parents either. But Tifa takes good care of me and Marlene. She does that for us orphans. Her and..." he trailed off at the last name.

But the name Tifa, had rung a bell in the back of my mind. I told him, "Sure. I would love to," and he took my hand and led me away into the endless dark.

a/n: Cool Cool. Make sure to review. O.o