AN: 6th drabble. A take on Sephiroth and the members of AVALANCHE being his puppets and/or toys.
Characters: All of AVALANCHE, Sephiroth.
Pairings: Slight Aeriseph
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or anything from the world of FFVII.
Note: This drabble was heavily inspired by the song Hotel California.
Double note: Been redone due to bad formatting.
He smiled slightly.
Night was always the best time.
When their minds were weak and easily broken into. When he could delve into their thoughts and manipulate them so very easily.
Hehad chosen a peaceful spot. Yet, somehow it held mystery, and something much darker. The sun was slowly setting, the courtyard was in bloom, and the sky was bursting with orange and red.
Yes, the world of sleep and dreams was undoubtebly beautiful.
He walked over to where the members of AVALANCHE sat on wicker chairs in front of a pond carved with stone, where the lilypads' flowers were blooming, withering, and blooming again.
The members were in a trance. Their eyes wide, yet misty with a far off look to them. Their shoulders stiff, making them move like robots. He looked them down.
Strife with his arrogant and cocky ways.
Wallace, who cares so much about the planet and his adopted daughter's future.
Tifa, the optimistic girl from Nibelheim.
The cetra, who's aim is to stop him and who he is fated to kill.
Nanaki, the intelligent being from Cosmo Canyon.
Cait Sith, the humorously weak machine.
Highwind, the swearing pilot.
The ninja, who's town he had crushed those many years ago.
And Valentine, a mysterious man who he slightly cocked his head at as he passed the stotic being.
He walked back to the cetra.
She did not look that special, yet he sensed the aura around her.
Suddenly, with a graceful spin, he sent the sakura flowers falling from the trees all around them.
They all stood up, and walked into the courtyard, all except for the cetra. He took her hand in his and guided her towards the others.
With a clap of his hands, elegant music began to play from the shadows of the strangeworld. The members started to slowly sway like they were being pushed by gentle breezes in the wind.
In the middle of the courtyard, cool summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget.
He placed his hand on her waist, and brought her hand up to his shoulder.
He looked intoher face, which bore no emotion, and she, with her pallid eyes and misted over face, looked up at him.
Her emerald eyes looked into his turquoise ones, and, suddenly, her eyes lost that far away look.
Her eyes became clear, and she now bore emotion. It was panic.
She blinked, and turned away, wretching her hand away from his, then began to run away. The others soon
snaped out of their trances as well, and began to run.
He looked towards the sky. The sun was setting in this world. Now, night was over in Gaia.
He looked to the AVALANCHE membersrunning into the horizon, and slowly disappearing. They were waking up. Their minds becomingon the alert.
Though, when night falls the next time, he will be there to meet them in their dreams.
You can run away anytime you like,
But you'll never be free.
AN: Wow...I'm stunned, and I'm the author...
Note: I would like to thank Tishannia, Kit Thespian for reviewing, and Pearie for reviewing every
drabble. Thanks guys!