Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story.
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She had been beyond scared at first when Sephiroth had suddenly appeared in front of her at the alter in the Forgotten Capital. She had been ready to begin to summon Holy, when the psychotic silver haired man appeared in front of her and commanded her to stop crying.
She hadn't even been aware that she had been crying,but then again, she had been busy listening to the planet and the Ancients, trying to decipher what they were saying. But none the less, who was he to say for her to stop crying!
For some strange reason, she grew angry. Angry that it was up to her to save the planet. Angry that the Planet and the other Cetra were making no sense. Angry at herself that she couldn't understand what they were saying. But most of all, she was Angry at Jenova and Sephiroth for causing this whole mess.
So, she should've been afraid of mas murdering psychopath standing right in front of her, wielding the six foot blade that had taken countless lives. But she wasn't. All of her regrets and repressed anger boiled to the surface, focusing on the male in front of her.
And before she knew it, her staff swung up and smacked the unsuspecting Sephiroth hard across the head.