AN: a small authors note here.. as many of my readers have been comparing this story to snowday i wast to say right now that these are two COMPLETELY different stories. i just happen to steal a few of my favorite things from snowday to incorporate here (ie.. Sephiroth addiction to sugar, his relationship with Tseng) but where Snowday basicly flips Crisis core and FFVII the bird and goes on it's own merry way, this one follows more the cannon story line of Crisis core and FFVII. so be warned that while i steal little things.. that is the soul connection between the two stories. oh and Genesis is wearing his duster that you see in Dirge of Cerberus.
Donum Deae – Crimson commander
"I'm bored yo!"
George was currently laid out across one of the many tables occupying the Gryffindor common room; this particular table happened to be one of the non empty ones and its current occupants were glaring daggers at him.
"And I want a god damn Cigarette!" groaning he pushed himself up flipping the group the bird and saunter over to where his twin and some of the others were sitting. Classes were over for the day and Harry had been sent down for some "extra" lessons with Professor Batman.
For some reason over the past week George had been really craving muggle cigarettes which was strange cause no one in his family smoked and he had never touched the thing. It was starting to make him irritable and lash out at people he normally never would have.
Moving over to his twin George flopped down on the couch between him and Neville his whole body sagging as he lazed out in the seat. His uniform matched his personality now, none of it was on correctly and it looked like he had gone extreme lazy with it.
Dean looked up from where he was working on his home work dark sunglasses firmly in place on his face but he offered up a small smile. "Don't worry, you will be fine." Dean spoke out for one of the first time since they arrived at Hogwarts. "Fuck you…" George shot out throwing his head back over the back of the couch.
"What is going on with you?" Ron leaned forward in his seat looking at his older brother. George was always happy and bubbly, this sudden personality shift was disturbing to say the least. George sat up slightly a dark glare in now aquamarine eyes that glowed slightly. "Shut up yo unless you got a damn cigarette." He snapped and went back to glaring at the ceiling.
"Why do you want to smoke George, its well known how bad those things are for you." Hermione threw in glaring slightly at the older Weasley. "Hermione..it's never a good idea to antagonize someone going through withdrawals." Neville said softly his now brilliant glowing blue eyes shifting to look over to George easily spotting the foul mouthed Turk in him. 'it's also never a good idea to antagonize a Turk when their going through a withdrawal..' he threw in silently to himself. He had been back from the hospital wing for a few hours now; Tseng had talked to him for a good hour and a half explaining everything that he knew of was going on. Neville had come to terms with what was happening with him, he was Angeal Hewley, SOLDIER 1st class and second in command of the Shinra military. While he had his own demons to fight with now that his memories had been returned he was pushing them back to concentrate on what really mattered. Helping the friend he had abandoned back at Shinra to repent for the sins that he and Genesis had unconsciously played a very large part in.
Hermione frowned even more as George glared at her more. "I want a god damn smoke! Wait.. doesn't one of the 6th year smoke?" he didn't wait for an answer before taking off up the boys dormitory steps. Students at Hogwarts generally weren't allowed to smoke though they still like in any school managed to smuggle the stuff in.
A minute later George reappeared the now stolen pack of wizard smokes in his hand. Not caring that he was still in doors or around people he plopped back down in the spot on the couch and pulled one of them out and lit it with the end of his wand. Taking a long drag he almost seemed to melt into the couch happily ignoring the disgusted looks Hermione was shooting him from across the table.
"Better?" Neville asked waving the smoke away from his over sensitive nose. He noticed now that he had woken up the mako in his system was starting to kick back in returning him to his former self. Tseng said that he would probably return faster as he had a lot more mako in his system than the Turk which his current state of change had taken two months. Right now it was small things, mainly his enhanced senses; he would need to work on his strength to return to his previous build and power. He would also need to find a replacement for his beloved buster sword; from what Tseng said it had passed through two hands since him. Zackary on his death bed had passed it onto the young cadet he was so attached to which had been the one to end Sephiroth's life.
It had upset him slightly to hear that his beloved buster sword, a sword his family's very honor was crafted into had been used to end his best friend's life.
Throwing the filter section of the used cig into the fire George sighed contently leaning across the couch with his head in his twins lap and feet kicked up over Neville. "Still bored yo..HEY!" he quickly sat up that 'I'm about to do something bad' smile crossing his face. "Let's go play Quidditch.." Fred sat up a little and looked to his brother a very puppy type grin spreading across his face, "does it involve something exploding?" Neville looked over to Fred, he knew this was his puppy there was no way he could not know.
He wanted so badly to hug the boy and apologies for what he had forced his beloved student to do during his last days. He wanted to gain back the friendship that had kept the two so close through their days at Shinra; but he couldn't ..not yet.
Tseng had made it very clear that the memories had to come back on their own, telling someone about their past life before the memories came back could confuse them and put them in denial since Shinra was all but forgotten in this modern world. Thankfully if nothing else the one thing Angeal had an abundance of was patience, he would wait for his puppy to come back.
George grinned and nodded, "Bludgers only.. one of them will be explosive and you won't know which one it is." Fred stood up pumping his first into the air. "oh yeah! Count me in!" Hermione was staring at them in absolute horror, "explosives! Fred, George are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Fred rolled his eyes throwing his arms behind his head once more causing Neville to smile fondly. "I fell several hundred feet into a church.. I think I can handle a tiny explosion."
"Go grab your broom yo! Dean you in bro?" Dean nodded a slight smile pulling on his lips, George smiled turning to Neville he cocked a brow. "What about you commander?" Neville blinked and looked up at him seeing those bright aquamarine eyes. George smirked and winked at Angeal carding fingers through hair that was several shades brighter red then it had been a yesterday.
'Oh that sneaky ass Turk!' there was no denying it, Reno was fully awake he had just been hiding it.
"I might go for a round or two." Neville said pushing himself up, the two sitting on the couch across them from was just blinking stupidly; Neville never wanted to play regular Quidditch let alone when there was a chance of being seriously hurt.
"It's getting dark, the teachers won't let you out onto the grounds.." Hermione tried one last time in vain to get the group of impulsive boys to reconsider.
" 'mione.. shut the fuck up yo." George said before running up to his room to get the broom. Ron and Hermione both blinked in horror, never before had George ever acted like this. "Ron.. what is going on?"
"I don't know.. I think we should follow them."
The sun was setting on the Quidditch pitch the sounds of explosions and laughter could be heard ringing through the pre dusk air.
A loud explosion ripped through the air followed by almost maniacal laughter as Fred landed on his ass on the grass of the pitch. Sitting up Fred puffed out a huge thing of smoke his ginger hair standing up on end and black, his face was black with soot but he was grinning like an idiot. George was laughing like hell from above dodging another bludger as it streaked past him, "Nice face plant yo!"
Neville was sitting up on his broom chuckling softly as he was mainly now just watching but would participate. A small group had gathered in the stands of the pitch with a few of the braver souls having joined in. Honestly they were surprised it was just curious students that were up in the stands and no Professors had come down, those explosions should have been drawing some attention.
Ron had joined in one round but after seeing George get blasted clear across the field he had quickly backed out. "How the hell are they doing this?" he was watching Fred, George and Neville getting blasted off their brooms hitting the ground hard and get right back up where normally they would be rushing them to the hospital wing.
"I don't know, I haven't seen anything like this before." Hermione was shocked at what she was seeing. Watching Fred getting back up on his broom she blinked seeing a figure standing across the pitch from them.
"Ron.." looking away from the new round he followed Hermione's gaze. "Who is that?" it wasn't a student that much was obvious.
A man stood watching the match in the stands directly across from them, he was dressed in black with a red leather duster that had black straps across the chest and the hip adding a almost sinister air to him. he had long fire auburn hair, his bangs were feathered around his face leading to shoulder length hair. His eyes though are what instantly caught both their attention; in the dying light the pale blue eyes were glowing.
"His eyes.. they are just like Neville's and Harry's." Neville who was floating nearby instantly perked up at this and looked over. Instantly his eyes went wide and tears built up in them, brilliant smile in place he turned on his broom to face his childhood best friend fully.
"Genesis!"
Hearing his name Genesis looked over, a brilliant smile crossing his face. Holding up a finger he turned and started to race along the stands pushing his SOLDIER speed to his limit. Pushing his broom forward Neville landed on the benches next to Ron and Hermione waiting for the crimson commander to reach them.
"Neville, who is that?"
Smiling brightly he looked at the two as other students were moving over. "That is Genesis Rhapsodos.." Hermione's eyes went wide as that was the name both Harry and Neville had said during potions that morning. Before she could ask any more a crimson blur shot past them sweeping Neville up in a massive hug.
"Genesis my old friend, it is good to see you." Neville said happily as Genesis set him down once more.
"Even if the morrow is barren of promises, nothing shall forestall my return." Neville smiled brightly shaking his head. "LOVELESS.. you never change." Genesis smirked throwing his head arrogantly causing Neville to smile even more, god how he missed his dear friend. "Of course not old friend." Moving Genesis sat on the railing in front of the small group his brilliant glowing eyes looking them all over. "'Geal, is it not considered rude to not introduce me to your new friends."
Rolling his eyes Neville moved over to the stunned group. " Gen, this is my friend Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger." Smiling Genesis gently took Hermione's hand laying a gentle kiss on the knuckles. "It is a pleasure Hermione." He gave her a dashing smile that had the young woman blushing clear to her toes. Ron's ears started to burn in jealousy but he didn't dare say anything, as far as he knew this was a fully trained wizard that could blast him across the pitch. "Yo! Commander ass hole!" George landed a brilliant smile on his face and moved up towards Genesis.
"Well well, look what the bandersnatch drug in..if it isn't a slum rat." Genesis stood with the grace of a dancer his attention now on George as he sauntered over. "I should have known you would not stay dormant for long."
"Fuck no snake!" smiling George moved over hugging the ex commander tightly, before their deaths Genesis had become close with the group of Turks that still remained.
Pulling away Reno moved back over to his broom, the puppy was currently trying to wrangle in the still active bludgers. looking down Neville shook his head and turned to looked at his dear friend. "How did you know?" Genesis smiled slightly ignoring the children that were gathered around them. "Old friend, have your forgotten that you are my brother through the Jenova project; your mother attributed to many of my cells.. I felt when your own Jenova cells were reawakened."
"Jenova, you're saying we still have them?" Neville asked almost horrified to know the answer.
"I'm afraid so old friend." Genesis leapt up with ease so that he was standing on the railing, "no matter the life, we will always be monsters." Neville frowned darkly at that before shaking his head. "No, we became monsters.. now is our chance to redeem ourselves and start anew. Regain our honor." Genesis couldn't help but smile seeing Angeal speaking through the young child like face.
"Yes, this is our time to repent for our sins."
"Neville, what is he talking about.. Who are you?" Hermione stood up really looking over the man that was standing on the railing. Genesis tossed his head arrogantly once more that same arrogant smile playing on his lips.
"Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess; we seek it thus and take to the sky. Ripples form on the waters surface, the wandering soul knows no rest."
"LOVELESS act 1.." Hermione muttered shocked that this man was able to recite the balled so fluently and from memory. Genesis smirked reaching into his jacket withdrawing his beloved white leather bound book.
Instantly Hermione's eyes went as wide as saucers as she saw the beautiful gold script on the book. LOVLESS was now only found in poem books, the four short acts were not enough to cover two pages let alone an entire book. But here in front of her was a thick white leather bound book with the title LOVELESS.
"Where..where did you get that?"
"I have had this since I was a child, it's a rare limited 1st edition copy of LOVELESS. My father acquired it shortly after it's printing."
"What the bloody hell is going on here, do you know what is going on with our friends?" Ron stood up moving to stand between Hermione and Genesis.
"All in due time, you would never make a good SOLDIER." A SOLDIER needed to have patience, which granted he wasn't the best example of that but he knew when to be still.
"SOLDIER, Harry mentioned that yesterday.. what is SOLDIER?"
Genesis smiled raising his left hand. "We..are.. monsters." Throwing his arm out a black wing burst from his left shoulder causing everyone to stagger back gasping loudly. Smirking darkly Genesis gave a massive flap of the wing and was airborne and gone several black silk feathers falling to the ground around them.
"You're a god damn show off Rhapsodos! " George called up watching the crimson figure vanish into the clouds. "Still as dramatic as ever I see."
"What the hell just happened?" Ron was shaking slightly there was no way a human should have a wing. Snickering George moved up to his baby brother and set a hand on his shoulder. "As commander jack ass said.. all in due time." Pulling another cig he lit up heading back for the castle.
"Come on yo! Don't need the toad on us."
AN: okay so not really a massive Turk attack… going to save that for when Umbridge starts getting really bad. Small interlude between Harry and Snape involving our favorite red headed Turk. I hope next chapter will be longer.. tonight my head hurts so bad it's just meh..
And of course our lovely Genesis HAD to show off.. I mean come on it's Genesis.. no doubt though this will get Dumbledore's attention XD
So until tomorrow lol! Since I seem to punch these out every day.. review let me know what you think and any idea's ya got! Should hopefully next chapter have another awakening.. maybe we'll see.. oh and for those of you that read snowday.. Wutai chapter is up!