Origins

By Keedra2173

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A/N: Here is the second chapter. I decided to explore how Seph got Masamune. I want to thank everyone who reviewed. You guys gave me the motivation to continue.

Warnings: I didn't put any in the first chapter but someone pointed out that these stories are AU. Also there may be some OOCness going on. No pairings sorry.

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Masamune

For many years the planet and Lifestream moved in peace. The cycle of life and death moved without interruption. The creatures that lived on Gaia's surface lived without care and were content with their lives.

At some point that cycle was disturbed. Creatures continued to die and rejoin the Lifestream but a small amount would not be reborn. New and different creatures emerged and soon places on the planet began to die.

Before long there were many of the dead places and one in particular kept growing. Realizing the danger these places represent Gaia began creating WEAPONS to destroy the dead places. She also directed her remaining Cetra to have the humans discover the Calamity. Knowing the Calamity's greatest desire was to return to the stars, Gaia imprinted the information it needed into its mako prison.

Soon after the planet sensed a new life, it was young but filled with the cells of the Calamity and more were being added. Gaia also sensed the cells of another of her creatures. This one given the task of purifying the Lifestream. With those cells being injected into the Calamity's child then she could manipulate them. This child would not only be able to stop the draining of the Lifestream but he would be able to destroy the Calamity.

Such a child would need a Weapon. She would craft such a thing for him. It did not have a form but that would be decided by the child.

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It had waited a long time. Soon it would manifest and join with its intended one. Together they would bring balance back to the planet. For their purpose was to destroy the Calamity and balance the Lifestream. It was not yet time for the Chosen to rise but when he did they would be by his side and it would be able to join again with the others.

It felt the moment of manifestation, it was now.

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The silver haired child dodge the tentacles aimed at him easily. This training exercise was just one of many that the scientist Hojo deemed necessary to improve his performance.

The sword he had in had was inadequate for this task, it was the right type but the weight was off and it was unsharpened. Using such a thing against a Marlboro was suicidal.

One of the tentacles slipped through his guard and impaled his arm. The child knew that he was finished. He had exhausted his materia against many other creatures earlier and his sword was laughable.

As his arm went numb, he dropped the useless weapon. Another tentacle was heading towards his eyes. Looking at the death approaching, the child felt a weight in his hand. It fit his hand as if made for him. Lifting his hand, he sliced through the tentacles closest to him.

Once he had a moment to breath, he looked at what he was holding. It was a katana; it was as long as he was tall and etched with many representations of fire and phoenix wings. It was beautiful and it felt as if it was a missing piece of his soul.

Turning to face the Marlboro, he felt energized and alive. Assessing his enemy, he knew what he found every weak point and decided on his attack. He barely completed the thought before he was moving. The katana moved with ease as an extension of his arm and will.

The monster was soon destroyed and the silver haired child was alone in the room.

"Well done, Sephiroth. I had some doubts earlier but it seems your powers are growing," spoke an oily voice, "I did not expect you to manifest a sword when the one you had proved inadequate."

Sephiroth merely looked at the sword he held. As he looked he noticed a word carved into the hilt. It was written in the language of the Ancients. He had been learning the language but he could not make out what it said.

Soon after the door to the room opened and bunch of lab assistants rushed in. Some began cleaning up the room and removing the remains of monsters. The rest surrounded Sephiroth and tried to examine him and the sword. One got the sword away from the boy; the assistant was leaving to run tests ordered by the lead professor.

"NO," the silverette screamed. He felt like he was being torn apart without the sword in hand. Stretching his arm towards the retreating lab assistant, the child willed the sword back to him.

It heard the call of its master and responded. It paid no attention to any obstacles; it only knew that its master needed it.

The lab assistant taking the sword screamed as it sliced thought his arms. It immediately returned to the child screaming for it. Any person standing in the way was injured.

Sephiroth let out a relieved breath when he once more had the sword. It had been painful to be without.

"Give me the sword, Sephiroth. It needs to be tested and I will not have you disrupting the lab over an object," once more the oily voice spoke. Once he finished speaking the voice's owner moved into the child's line of sight.

Sephiroth looked up at the scientist he hated. He knew that he could kill him but it was not time. All that would happen would be that someone would take his place and he would possibly be worse.

Hojo looked down at his prized specimen. The child had reclaimed the sword and looked as if he would kill anyone who tried to take it.

"There is no need for that John," came another voice. Sephiroth looked towards the new voice and saw Professor Hollander. He was working on a parallel project and would love to have the child in his control.

"I suppose but I will be running the necessary tests later," stated Hojo as he turned to leave.

"Professor, wait. Can you look at the hilt for me?" questioned Sephiroth.

The professor turned back towards the child and looked at the offered hilt. Hojo was surprised and pleased to see an Ancient word carved into the hilt. He was eager to begin testing on the sword but he would need to wait until his specimen was sleeping.

"It says Masamune. It means avenger or consort. It is possible the sword is a companion piece to another," stated Hojo. After speaking he left the room.

Sephiroth stood in the room and gazed at the sword he held. It was named; many legends in history had named weapons. There were even rumors of a prophecy that spoke of swords that would save Gaia.

"Masamune," the silverette whispered as he too left the room.