Denzel stared, stunned, at this black figure. His mouth was dry, head spinning, throbbing, his heart hammering against his chest trying to break free. The black figure shifted.
'J…' Denzel coughed, freeing his voice 'Jenova?' The man nodded. 'As in the calamity from the sky?'
'Yes, that is what the Cetra named her. As I said, she was sent there and created a power base for me for my coming, but when I arrived she had been defeated, and I was overpowered by the Cetra magic and imprisoned in the flaming tomb!' He smashed his hand on the black marble desk, smashing clean through. 'I am sorry Captain; I have a bit of a temper sometimes. Anything else you wish to know?'
'How did you get here?' The man chuckled at Denzel's question.
'Me getting here? Well that is quite a tale. After your 'friends' saved the planet from Sephiroth, I was getting closer, about to smash free on the planet and let loose destruction on Gaia, the power Sephiroth was seeking. I managed to fight off Holy easy enough, my strength was back to that much, but the lifestream ripped me apart, swallowing me whole. I was free though, free with enough strength to start using the place as a power base. I managed to use souls of the dead as my Dark Army, gaining more and more power each day. I have the whole of the lifestream under my control. I am sorry Captain, I sent many troops to come get you, but they didn't seem to get the message across. The stronger ones seem to resist some of my magic. I needed you to unleash my plans on the surface, to free me up there.' Denzel looked at him, eyes widened.
'Well what about Sephiroth?'
'Ahh…the loyal servant. Nothing but a mere puppet I used and disposed of when necessary, however I gave him one last chance but he was beaten by his own ego.' Denzel couldn't believe his ears, and jumped up. 'Captain?'
'I must go home now!' The back figure stood up.
'Do me proud Captain,' He saluted him. Denzel raised a shaking hand and saluted him back. 'I am the Leader; I will await your call.' With that the darkness of the room grew brighter and brighter till Denzel awoke, standing up, facing the ice mountains of the Northern isle.
